#this is the problem when you read a fuck ton of literature

[morningstargirl666]

Me: [uses the word "debonair" perfectly in a sentence, knowing it's the right word for the job]

Me, ten seconds later: [searches up "debonair" in the dictionary because I don't have a fucking clue what it actually means]

#this is the problem when you read a fuck ton of literature #you just absorb words via some magical form of osmosis #suck it up like a SPONGE #you know how the words fit in the sentence #you know when a sentence SOUNDS right #but good luck trying to get me to explain to you the grammar rules or what the dictionary definition of a word is #to those who want to learn how to write #read #keep reading #and then read some more #and maybe one day you'll find the right words and put them in the right order #and then you'll nudge the world a little #tbbw

[fuckterfs-deactivated20221212]

I open the front door. I see a fairy, floating in the air, flapping its wings to stay in place like a hummingbird. Except the wings were more like butterfly wings

At first I think it's a prank. Maybe a drone carrying it with very thin strings or maybe a new kind of wing-based small RC flying device. I look around for a possible tech youtuber's cameras but see none, and looking at the fairy more it seems too lifelike to be fake. Okay. This is weird, but other people wholeheartedly believe fairies exist so maybe they've been right all along? Maybe I'm just dreaming, that's possible too. In any case maybe I shouldn't be so rude.

"Hey, sorry for staring at you like this. Can I get your name?"

"No you can't, it's mine and I'd like to keep it but nice try"

I didn't want to steal any names but whatever, this is probably just a dream anyways

"Fair enough, what are you doing at my front door? Are you looking for someone?"

"My pet walrus Barry has escaped, have you seen it?"

Pet walrus? That's weird.. Then again, this is a fairy so whatever

"No, haven't seen any around, did you lose it in this neighborhood?"

In hindsight a stupid question. Of course they did, otherwise they wouldn't ask around here.

"Yeah, I am worried it's gonna scare people, it likes to lick faces and... well it weighs a metric ton and has giant teeth so you can imagine the average response"

I'd be fearing for my life to be honest

"Makes sense.. Do you have a phone number or something? So I can call you when I find it?"

"No but I can give you thi-"

They couldn't elaborate on what they wanted to give me because we were interrupted by a bloodcurdling scream, the kind a person only makes when confronted by a giant mammal or when noticing that all their expensive designer shoes had been drawn on by a toddler with an Edding 500 (long story)

"AAAAHHH! GET OFF ME! HELP!! HELP!! HEEELP!!!"

I had a suspicion where Barry was, the fairy who wanted to keep their name did as well apparently.

"Nevermind I think I'll find it soon, thank you anyways"

"No problem"

As the fairy flies off, I go back inside, close the door and start checking for signs I'm asleep. My fingers add up to ten, pinching my arm hurts, when I close my nose with my fingers I am unable to breathe... Fuck, I'm probably wide awake

I start texting my partner. I type "Hey I know this sounds crazy but I just talked to a fairy" but then I delete it again. That's something I have to either tell them in person or not at all

I'm just glad I wasn't the one with the walrus

for another piece of shitpost literature you could read this post

#whoops this went off the rails a bit #at first I wanted to write a few lines about how I'd react to a fairy vs how I'd react to a walrus #then the fairy bit escalated into... a short fic?? #whatever I'm still gonna post this #what are some fitting tags #fairy #walrus #fairy vs walrus #fairy vs walrus fanfic #fiction #short fiction #current poll meme #that'll do it #:3

[lexygabe]

tora aikawa / twisting tiger headcanons/rewriting/etc.

(march/11/1990)

pisces sun | virgo moon | aquarius rising

INFP - 9w8 - sx/so - 974 - ESI - RLUAI - EFVL - Melancholic-Phlegmatic

general headcanons:

• trans masc, he/him, gayace,

• nobody cares but his sexuality headcanons were made by me when i was mad at wattpad bitches infantalizing him and making him their uwu japanese anime boyfriend,

• also he is little gremlin man before anybody start treating him as omg so cute trans boy hahaha gay baby. nah, he will kick you directly in the balls (even if you don't have them) and he will do this with pleasure,

• as a kid he was creepypasta enjoyer (he tortured miko with them when he was trying to sleep),

• philosophy nerd, not only into "asian philosophy", but philosophy in general. marxism, stoicism, nihilism, epicureanism, etc. everything,

• he reads this big fucking books weighing tons and they are always the craziest shit ever like "the idiot" by fyodor dostoevsky,

• i think he is russian literature fan in general,

• i think he had something that we could describe as depressive episodes, but he was never diagnosed with it til adulthood. and to be honesg tiger himself thought that everyone have felt something like that from time to time,

• probably has light ptsd,

• his friendships with nakama players (besides his and miko bond) aren't that strong like they used to. this is "when both of you start to distancing from each other and you become strangers to each other" situation, (he misses them)

• he self expressing himself very often in form of his new tricks, but also in his writing (he has a lot of notebooks with multiple essays),

• loves cartoons,

• <energy drinks3,

• he has keyhole top surgery type of scars,

• he become strika member after his whole transition journey,

• when doc got his medical results he was a little bit confused bcs birth certificate said that tiger is afab, so he informed coach about it,

• some day after training coach took tiger aside and told him that if anybody's gonna have problem with his identity, he will talk to them and he also asked tiger if he was capable of informing him or doc about his problems/health,

• rasta was first to know, bcs he and tiger went out for a beer together once and tiger started pointing out on his chest and telling a whole story totally drunk. the next day rasta walked up to him and asked in friendly-jokingly way is it safe for him to remove his muscle breasts, to which tiger replied with laugh,

• besides rasta, coach and doc. shakes, klaus and probably whole reserve players bench know about him,

• y'all will eat me (for speaking the truth) but matador, joe and north don't know about the fact that he is trans. bcs north definitely says f/aggot at least once a day, el is this cis lgb+ stereotype in tigers eyes (even tho matador doesn't care about gender identity, if you are hot, then you are hot and you will have to deal with his interest in you) and joe may perceive tiger differently when he would come out (again, this is how tiger feels about him),

• he is very critical of the sigma male trend and whole "sigma" idea in general, he even done a research and watched and read american psycho and fight club (yeah ik this is so random),

• idealist. he is close with his feelings and morality, so he assumes very often that everyone controls their own emotions like him,

• he is both idealist and skeptic,

• texts >>>>>>> voice messages/video calls,

• had religion crisis,

• he develops his trust to people very slowly,

• has mulitple accounts on twitter and makes the best trolling posts out there,

• he has decent knowledge about politics,

• watches kdramas when bored,

• he was wearing brackets in the past,

• has a lot of collections (like gadgets from chips' wrappers, TALISMANS, jewelry, figurines), but he is not obsessed about them,

• has tattoos like this:

• DEFINITELY HAS SOMETHINGG FROM HYPERMOBILITY SPECTRUM. that's why he is so flexible.

throught the series (og tv show, rewriting):

• [—] is waiting to be completed.

relationship with:

• miko: ik a lot of you ships them, but they are platonic to me.

they are like brothers. sometimes they fight for dear life and the other time they send each other funny memes at 3 am. in my head, both of them didn't have a great family dynamic, so they stayed together late at night.

miko was more easy going, so he was always worried about tiger when something happened to him. they aren't ashamed to show their love to each other.

• inyo: when they were kiddos she truly loved him in the most sisterly way you can think of. both of them are very careful when it comes to developing relations so they become very important to each other. it hurt when they had no contact with each other for years and then they become super league enemies (they never even have a talk after this).

• rasta: tiger is welcomed in rasta's house and tiger is always open to do something for rasta in return. buddies.

• cool joe: its complicated. on the one hand they are good friends and joe considers tiger as one of the most normal mates in their team, but they still have that unresolved tension that prevents them from deepening their relationship further.

• others: ?

fashion headcanons:

• smokey eye makeup supremacy,

• TW SCARYASS PRINTED SHIRT. he wears t-shirts with the most obscure shit on them

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• his style is something between grunge, gothic and alt,

• he wears platform shoes to look taller than he actually is,

• some examples of his fits:

music headcanons:

• soft rock!! (car seat headrest is his beloved), j-pop, mcr & bôa.

NSFW:

• had a tdick at the time when he was playing for nakama,

• is into t4t relationships, bcs every cis gay guy he had thing for were super weird about him and either have had internalized transphobia or specific fantasies that crossed his boundaries of comfort,

• tldr give this man a trans bf so he could have the most non sexual intercourse.

#supa strikas #headcanon: supa strikas #supa strikas twisting tiger #supablr #text: supa strikas

[ryuichirou]

Ohh!!!! I'd love to know your thoughts on what each character's favorite kissing style is :) Long and slow, sloppy, clean, short and sweet, quick rapidfire kisses, teething at the lips, kissing as much and as often as possible, or only giving a kiss as a special reward.... Whatever comes to mind ^^ ❤️

Anon!! This is another ask that got us very excited even though it took this long to actually reply lol, but I really like this type of asks, because it makes us think about everyone.

One thing that I would like to note is that when I look at the cast, I feel like quite a lot of them don’t have much/any experience with kissing, and would probably be bad at it. With that in mind, I kind of ended up roasting a lot of the boys lol I’m sorry. I hope it’ll still be a fun read~

Without further ado, let’s talk about how bad these boys are at kissing, and what kind of kissing style they prefer, if any.

Riddle is one of the worst kissers in the entire cast. He has read tons of literature about the topic, a lot of articles and books, but as you can imagine, none of that translates into actual real life kissing. If I was to describe his kissing style, it would be “surprisingly eager, but also anxious at the same time”. But he tries his best!

Ace and Deuce are also both horrible kissers. One would assume that Ace would be alright at it because he actually used to have a girlfriend at some point, but he only kissed her like once and then decided that he just didn’t like kissing. The plot twist was that he didn’t like kissing girls. Regardless, he is still bad at it.

And Deuce is sliiiightly better because he has more experience because of his bad boy past, but these two kissing is painful… it looks painful for these two (are you guys kissing or fighting?) and it is painful for anyone who watches them. So their kissing style is somewhat aggressive, even though Deuce doesn’t mind soft kisses.

Trey is the type of person who would say that he is actually terrible at kissing because he has no experience, but suddenly ends up being an amazing kisser. He is also very nice to kiss because of his dental hygiene and attention to his lover’s gums and teeth. He is gentle and caressing. And annoying; what do you mean “I’m bad at it”?? Fuck you, Trey-

Cater is actually a good kisser. He has some experience, but his problem is that he never really feels anything when he gets to kiss someone. But he also doesn’t mind kissing anyone he finds attractive or fun to kiss, hence the experience: he’s going to be out of town soon anyway, so who cares. Cater’s entire thing is way too depressing I’m sorry… But technique-wise he is probably quite versatile and doesn’t have a favourite style.

Leona is also a good and experienced kisser. He seems aggressive, but he is usually provoking, as if poking a person he kisses to make them do all the work for him. I should also mention that all the Savanaclaw boys sometimes lick their lovers’ cheeks and lips, and this counts as kissing too.

Ruggie is an amazing kisser, because he used to take money for that.  Savanaclaw is full of horny virgins who want to get their first kiss or to get better at kissing, and Ruggie doesn’t mind smooching anyone for a good price. He also probably doesn’t have a favourite kissing style, but that’s because he ties kissing and business so closely together: he’s yet to meet anyone who he would genuinely want to kiss for free/without any type of gain.

Jack has never kissed before, so he doesn’t have a favourite kissing style… but if he did, it would probably be both animalistic and gentle; he would actually lick and bite his partner a lot.

Azul is very bad at kissing, he is actually quite similar to Riddle (he did his research too…), but sliiiiightly better. He isn’t all that interested in kissing, because he sees no point in it, but if there was some gain in it for him or if he was provoked, he could spend an entire week learning how to kiss just to prove a point. He doesn’t have a favourite kissing style, but whenever he kisses, it feels like his goal is to dominate his partner. Or to suck their tongue out of their mouth idk.

Jade has never been asked to kiss someone :( If you talked to him about it, he would make it seem like he is very upset and self-conscious about it. But in reality he doesn’t really care: just like Azul, he isn’t really interested in kissing. I think his kisses would be suffocating, I don’t know how to explain it though…

Floyd kisses a lot. Floyd kisses a lot and Floyd is one hell of a messy kisser. There is a lot of tongue, teeth and saliva (sometimes even fingers) involved whenever Floyd kisses a person. People usually assume that this is just how merpeople kiss, but if you ask another merperson, they would say “uhhhhhh no???”; no one knows why Floyd is the way he is… The plot twist is that Floyd is actually a very good kisser. He can kiss a person without biting their tongue off, he can even be pleasantly gentle. He just doesn’t want to, this is why his kissing style is uhhh UNIQUE I guess.

Also, Floyd probably has the biggest kiss-count when it comes to specifically kissing other NRC students: the boy is a kissing machine when he is in the mood.

Jamil is an amazing kisser. It’s a mystery why he is such an amazing kisser; does he have a lot of experience?? Who knows. He is passionate, hot, slow, but also teasing: Jamil clearly knows what he’s doing whenever he kisses a person.

Kalim is a horrible kisser with 0 experience, but he is very eager to learn. He’s going to ask Jamil to teach him, and after ~6 hours of kissing he would go “ah-ha-ha, I still don’t know how to kiss! Sorry, Jamil! But it felt really good!” with Jamil in agony because his mouth hurts after Kalim’s passionate attacks on his tongue and cheeks…

Vil is quite a good kisser, he has practiced a lot. He is affectionate and teasing when he is in the right mood, but he usually isn’t a fan of kissing. Mostly because a lot of times it doesn’t happen at the right time + ruins his makeup. He also isn’t a fan of kissing roles, because whenever he has to kiss someone on-screen or on-stage, everyone makes too big of a deal out of it and goes completely batshit crazy on twitter.

Rook is such a great kisser it’s actually scary. When they shared their first kiss, Vil was absolutely certain that Rook is going to be bad at it, act all barbarian-like and maybe bite his face off, but for some reason Rook has this stupidly amazing talent for kissing. I don’t know how exactly to describe his kissing style, but he just knows all the right spots to touch and all the right ways to angle his face to make the kiss deeper and more pleasant. This doesn’t mean that he can’t be aggressive or a little bit feral, mind you.

Epel is also one of the worst kissers out of the cast: he doesn’t have much experience being around other kids his age, so this whole kissing business is like another language for him. But if someone was to talk to him about it, he would flex so hard as if his life fucking depends on it lol He also tries to be as aggressive and passionate as possible whenever he kisses. For some reason, he gets into harder=better mentality, maybe out of his own insecurities. Epel has so much to learn…

Idia also has zero experience, obviously. But he also doesn’t really want to experience kissing, partially because he doesn’t see any reason to, partially because of his insecurities. If anyone was to try to kiss Idia, Idia would protest by rationalizing and naming all the reasons why it is a bad idea. He’ll name such reasons as “have you seen my teeth? Yes, exactly”, something of this sort. Stuff that doesn’t necessarily sound like “I am a loser and I am terrified of embarrassing myself”, but instead sounds like “this is a horrible idea; you aren’t really smart, I guess”. But if he was to kiss with someone, he would probably just freeze with his mouth open… he really needs someone to guide him, otherwise it won’t work.

Ortho is actually very good at kissing! You wouldn’t believe that this is his first kiss. He would get prepared for it by reading all the articles and books and watching all the movies, but his result would be much more impressive than Riddle’s and Azul’s. Maybe it’s because he analyzes the information and applies it to himself differently… but yeah, he’s downloading a library of kissing styles as we speak. And he is eager to try all of them!

Sebek is horrible at kissing… He doesn’t know what to do, he doesn’t understand how to make it pleasant or not wet, but if the person he’s kissing is Worthy (and if he is kissing them, they usually are, unless it’s Idia…), he’ll try his best. Like a very eager, but aggressive puppy. Similarly to Riddle, he is both eager and anxious, but more aggressive. He also bites a lot…

Silver is quite experienced and overall pretty good at kissing. He isn’t aggressive at all, he doesn’t drool too much, he knows that he’s doing even when he’s feeling sleepy; it’s like muscle memory. His kissing style is sweet, soft and nice. I would describe him as gentle and princely.

Lilia, however, pretty much assaults every mouth he kisses. He used to pretty bad at kissing, but at this point in his life has gotten amazingly good (I guess this is what sleeping around and being a war criminal does to a person). But he still prefers to get aggressive, overwhelming and greedy. It’s very weird, when you consider that his own mouth is small and cute, but I guess looks can be deceiving.

Malleus is, and I’m sorry for saying that, quite underwhelming. He is flirty, teasing and provoking, but after all this build-up, when a person actually gets to kiss him, it almost feels… lame? But it’s not like he is bad, it’s just that because of all the flirting the contrast hits harder, I guess. He never gets a chance to kiss, okay? He’ll get better after he gets more kisses. But similarly to Idia, I feel like he needs someone to guide him.

#replies #headcanons

[risetherivermoon]

i like ranting about my own works, so have a bunch of little details about the universe of how to not die young, basically just some small little canon things i like (some may be written & some i might not get to adding,) (psa, some are silly & happy and some are very much not,) (another psa, there is no major spoilers in these,)

middle school James had a baby mustache that he insisted he'd grow out but he eventually shaved it off because he hated the sensory of it

Sirius and Mary used to date, but they split up when they both realized how gay they are (now theyre just very good friends)

Lily and Remus met because Lily used to be the librarian's assistant and he kept hiding in there, (he also had a shit ton of overdue books)

Remus' mom has a degree in english literature, but right now she works for tech support at an old person's home

Remus has never gone trick or treating

Regulus was a biter as a child, Sirius has a scar to prove it

Marlene tries really hard to impress Dorcas but fucks it up everytime by either tripping over her own feet or saying the wrong thing, (Dorcas thinks its cute)

Barty has eaten a bar of soap before

Evan knows Monty because he works as the secretary at his doctors office,

Barty has never met any of his grandparents because his parents never bothered introducing him,

Remus can handle any other kind of 'after fight reactions' besides the silent treatment/being ignored, it makes him severely anxious (*cough* trauma *cough*)

Barty has never watched spongebob,

alternatively, Evan was a spongebob lover as a child

Pandora once tried to see how many crayons she could stick up Evan's nose while he was sleeping, he didn't wake for like twenty minutes, the answer is 17

James absolutely loves children

Dorcas and Barty have spa nights

Regulus is observant as fuck, and knows things before people tells him all the time, it freaks people out

Regulus steals things from Sirius constantly because it's funny,

Barty almost died as a kid because he choked on a coin (he was 13)

Remus is a shit chef, he only knows boxed mac and cheese and ramen

Sirius fucking loves baking,

all of the marauders signed Sirius' arm cast with their nicknames,

James has dyslexia

and Remus has dyscalculia (hes me fr)

Remus is very expressive, like you always know what he's thinking,

Regulus burned one of his bras in a trash can after Sirius let him smoke one time

Peter ate an entire block of cheese on a dare

Mary practices her makeup on Peter

Sybil does palm readings for Peter, he's a very supportive bf

Remus bites Sirius a lot

Marlene punched a teacher in the face on accident before,

Minnie & Poppy are married <3

Barty only has Remus' number to send him the most atrocious takes he has at like three in the morning - Remus leaves him on read frequently

Sybil and Pandora are fairly good friends

Pandora and Evan had a Wii U as kids and Evan was the fucking best at Wii bowling, you have no idea, (he has his own technique, he calls it 'the Evan Method')

Pandora likes eating pomegranates and then going up to Evan and smiling at him with red stained teeth, he screams like a little girl everytime

James has always wanted a little sibling

James' parents don't know he has anxiety problems because he just stuffs it down so much

Sirius eats dandelions, for some fucking reason, he's just weird

Regulus used to have dinner alone some nights because he'd skip dinner with the family to avoid the constant loudness and bickering, sometimes he'd make something for himself, sometimes Kreacher would make something for him and sit with him

Regulus tells Sirius whenever his boobs hurt because it makes Sirius gag

James and Remus are the ultimate people pleasers

anyways, thats all, maybe ill make more, i have sm brainrot for this fic, theyre all my children

#fic: how to not die young #marauders #marauders era #harry potter #hp #dead gay wizards #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #wolfstar #remus lupin #jegulus #rosekiller #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #lily evans #mary macdonald #marylily #pandora rosier #dorcas meadowes #marlene mckinnon #dorlene #peter pettigrew #sybil trelawney #pybil #kreacher #my writing #me rambling like hell #mwpp #htndy extra content

[prettyboysdontlookatexplosions]

i don't wanna pile on on the parent in this post because, well, they are so wrong and making bad choices but either tumblr shaming has gotten them to rethink by now or not and either way their life is harder than mine because they have a kid. but first of all as you beautiful geniuses know, it is totally, wildly untrue that newbery medals are synonymous with misery - there are tons of non miserable and even straight up fun novels that have won the newbery. (the view from saturday won! a novel about a trivia team that basically invented slumdog millionaire! konigsburg also won for from the mixed up files of mrs basil e frankweiler, a book that is only depressing when you're old enough to understand about how rich people don't love their kids. okay looking at this list is making me nostalgic. so many bangers! who would call a wrinkle in time miserable) like, it's not the oscars.

second of all it is also in fact true that children's literature never reaches the depths of misery general literature can sometimes reach, and even stories that are in fact about death etc. will also to some degree be about how to live with it.

third of all i found bridge to terabithia corny as a kid (much preferred paterson's jacob have i loved & great gilly hopkins), but i think it's really important for kids to be able to read it if they want so they can learn that aslan is just jesus.

fourth of all i never had the problem about dead dogs on the cover because i never read books with dogs on the cover because i assumed they would be about dogs and therefore boring. the exception was shiloh which was assigned to me as summer reading at some point, in which the dog iirc does not die, and which was, indeed: boring as fuck. (i never read hatchet actually for basically the same reason, which is that i was and remain uninterested in any book where the central relationship in it is between something other than two human beings.)

fifth of all some of the notes in that post mention because of winn dixie, which i keep meaning to tell you all about but am forbidding myself from doing right now because i have GOT to clean my room today for reasons of mental health. but i will say that while the dog does not die in because of winn dixie it is one of very few children's books i have ever read and been like "we have got to get this the fuck out of classrooms and maybe out of the entire country. book banning is bad but please ban this book." i found out recently the author put out a new edition i assume because someone was like "this is a cancellation time bomb waiting to go the fuck off" which like ameliorated the situation but did not in my view totally fix it and also it is not recuperable to me personally because of how traumatizing i found the experience of reading it. anyway like i said i can't go into it now. but i saw that name and could not resist sharing that that book more than any in the world truly haunts me in like the worst way possible and sent me into a crisis of professional ethics that i was guiltily grateful to be spared from dealing with via covid.

[crappy-homestuck-confessions]

I feel a like a big problem with fandoms, and I've seen this a TON in Homestuck particularly, is that every person acts like whatever they've interpreted the narrative of the story to be is always 100% true, as the author intended, and if you think otherwise here are twenty million reasons why you are wrong and I feel like it just. Kind of goes against the whole point of literature which is about how each individual perceived the story. Like guys characters and story lines and all that stuff can feel and come across completely different to each individual and no one persons interpretation of a stories aspect is inherently wrong. Especially because people are complex and ever changing nobody has a right to say of this wouldn't happen or you totally missed the point of this scene or this means exactly this. It's why I have a big problem with English classes specifically multiple choice tests because I'll read the given work, understand it, and then when I get to the questions they always somehow manage to interpret it in a completely different way that I'd never think of and it always ticks me off that they consider whatever they have made of the story the diffinitive correct interpretation. Unless the author outright said this is what they meant when writing it you don't have any fucking clue truly so stop fucking shitting on other people's opinions. Thx x3

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#homestuck confession #mod anu #homestuck

[thecorvidforest]

Hi!! I saw that ur punk and I had questions if that’s okay!!! Im p sure I heavily align w punk ideology (and have already been cpunk for a while) (I strongly don’t want to conform to society and love all “weirdos”, fuck cops capitalism etc etc,,,) but I don’t listen to punk music or dress punk at all. I know u don’t have to dress any certain way (feel like ppl r gonna call me fake though) but people say u need to listen to punk music and I’m going to try !! but I’m very new and haven’t started yet.. when exactly is it okay to call myself punk? and umm while I do align with ideology I actually am very uneducated on anarchy and maybe similar concepts that I’m very interested in learning about but have no idea where.. can u give me any info on what being punk is really about and where to learn more? some people say there are “posers”’ but what exactly would make someone a poser?

hello! not a problem, i'm happy to tell you what i can :) (also ayy, fellow cpunk)

i would say that you can call yourself a punk when you're educated on the politics and ideology and can say for certain what parts you align with. being punk isn't about the aesthetic, it's about the ideology, so making sure you understand said ideology is the most important step.

that said, while punk ideology is generally left-leaning and anti-establishment, it's a massive umbrella that covers tons of different political beliefs. i personally am an anarchopunk, which is very left-leaning and centered around community instead of authority, but is directly against the beliefs of other subgroups like neo-nazi skinheads or national front which have both co-opted a lot of punk culture for its anti-establishment beliefs. there is no single set of punk beliefs, so it's important to do your research before adopting the label.

some places i would look to in order to learn more: classic punk literature (https://www.popmatters.com/punk-literature-101-recommended-readings is a great list of some places to start), and punk arts such as poetry, music, and zines, and punk history. dcdig.dclibrary.org has some fantastic collections that cover some of the history and politics that have influenced punk culture (i would very much recommend their DC Punk Archive Zine Library). in particular i'd look at the queer and BIPOC historical influences on punk culture, because those tend to get left out and knowing about that history is very important.

as for what makes someone a poser: posers in the punk community are typically people who embrace punk aesthetics but are uneducated on punk politics. they want the social recognition of the label but have nothing to contribute when it comes to their ideology. they tend to flock to places like tiktok where they can get that social recognition without having to talk about their beliefs. they also tend to gatekeep the punk community a lot. posers are not punk.

some red flags that a person might be a poser: they gatekeep the punk community, they don't talk about their beliefs and/or get irritated when people ask them about their beliefs, their punk fits are bought from amazon or other large corporations instead of being handmade or from small/punk owned businesses (it's pretty hard to tell from just looking though), they shame people for not listening to specific music or not "looking punk enough", they happily promote unnecessary violence because it's "edgy", they hate on everyone who doesn't agree with them, etcetera.

and in regard to your follow-up question about whether one can be emo/goth/nerd etc and punk at the same time, you absolutely can! these subcultures tend to overlap pretty often, and there's really no actual rules about what makes or breaks a punk identity other than being educated and honest about the labels you use.

i hope this helps, and good luck! :))

#punk #anarchopunk #anarchism #punk culture #cpunk #disability #education #community #punk community #acab

[goomi07]

Hello and welcome to my blog!

I’m a 17 year old writer that has been interested in writing for a fuck ton of my life so this will be my practice writing til I write a book or something. Please leave criticism for my writing, I'm using this to improve! (Please be nice I will cry)

Some info about me!

I’m a Mexican bisexual girl with absolutely fuck nothing to do so I’ll try to pour my absolute soul into your requests (don’t hope for too much tho I procrastinate). I really love reading, writing, video games (Stardew Valley/The last of Us/Pokemon/etc.), and whatever show/movie I’m obsessing over at the moment.

Fandoms I write for! :

Hazbin Hotel (I will not write for that bug bitch Valentino)

Helluva Boss

Genshin Impact

Brooklyn Nine Nine

COD

Spiderman ATSV

Stardew Valley

Things I won’t write! :

NSFW (I’m a minor and it just makes me uncomfy)

Yandere (I don’t rlly fuck with the kidnapping or non-con stuff)

This is a sample of my writing to see what hell you’re getting into!

It was a quiet evening, the rosy sun shutting down her light for the night to flood the lucid sky, as I laid down on the couch mindlessly scrolling through my phone. The tv blared in the background as I continued to stalk through people's Instagram profiles, though it came to a halt when I came across a certain post that caught my eye. It was a poem, more specifically a love poem a girl posted that was given to her from her presumed boyfriend. I sat there as I read the post, a sick feeling of envy mixed with happiness bubbling in my stomach as my eyes traced and reread every little syllable.

It was a beautiful piece of literature. The words blended together perfectly, bringing a giddy smile to my face. It was rather childish how easily worked up I got over words on a paper but with my hopeless romantic ass there was absolutely no saving.

“Ugh I would kill for someone to write this beautifully about me!” I groaned as I harshly dipped my head into the random pillow residing on my couch. My love life is well, very nonexistent, especially when your standards come from the fictional men you read in novels and fan-fiction on the internet. “Well I can keep dreaming” I yawned as I reached for the remote, turning off the tv as I trudged towards my bedroom. My room was a basic light cream color with bookshelves and posters decorating the walls, plants sitting near my half open window- wait. ‘What the hell? Didn’t I close this?- You know what never mind’ I shut the half open window with a sigh, my mind reflecting about these past few months.

Occurrences like this were starting to get more consistent over the span of five months. It started with doors that would be mysteriously open, then it escalated to some of my possessions disappearing and later reappearing later that week or even never at all. I thought I was going insane, so I installed cameras around my apartment hoping to get answers to this ongoing problem…. only to get nothing. I would review the cameras after every outing or disappearance of objects, searching and searching for a single piece of movement on the monochromatic replays of my entire apartment. Yet, there would always be nothing. ‘One day… I’ll figure out what the fuck is happening’ I quickly settled into bed, my hands reaching for the laptop resting on my bookshelf before my head was greeted with the softness of the pillow. I opened my laptop, swiftly typing in my password as I once again opened my security camera footage for the third time this week and rewinded it. Soon my eyes started to flutter shut as my laptop slid off my stomach, the luminescent screen reflecting the unfinished review of the security cameras. I felt my body relax against the mellow sheets, my thoughts hoping for resolution.

‘Click’

-

It was the next day and I decided to take the chance and go out for a walk to clear my mind. At least that’s what I was planning to do. When I reached to open my apartment door, my eyes caught sight of a small white envelope wedged underneath the front door. I halted in my movement, my hand still resting on the door handle as I continued to stare at the letter. ‘What the hell is this doing here?’ After a moment of deliberation, I slowly bent over and gingerly picked up the small envelope, scanning over its appearance. The envelope was stamped with a light pink wax resembling a crest and it had a small scent of vanilla, both of which were my favorite things. I stared in confusion, my eyes scanning over it once more before turning the envelope over in hopes to find who it was for. Only to find the words ‘My Dearest’ written in red ink. ‘This has got to be some sort of joke. Maybe they got the wrong apartment?’ I continued to re-analyze the letter, flipping it over and over to find some sort of clue who it was for. After spending a few minutes continuing to try to find some trace of a clue, my fingers rested on the red ink on the back of the letter. My heart began to lightly thump in my chest, the hopeless feelings and daydreams flooding my head as my fingers traced the bright red strokes of the words.

‘My Dearest’

I mean.

It wouldn’t hurt to take a peek.

Yeah this was supposed to be a prologue for a Yandere fanfic I was working on before I scrapped it (no it wasn’t gonna be romantic) but let me know if I should start it up again!

I hope you enjoy this blog!!!

#writers on tumblr #fanfic #writing community #helluva boss #hazbin hotel #brooklyn nine nine #genshin impact #cod mw2 #stardew valley #spider man: across the spider verse #please please please

[marlowe1-blog]

"A Vision of the World" (The Stories of John Cheever)

Are you fucking kidding me?

So here's the problem with 1960s John Cheever. Besides the fact that he was drinking a lot, he was also in the high demand position where no matter how dumb his story sounded, someone wanted to pay him a ton of money for it.

That's my main explanation for this jumbled mess of a story that is supposed to sound like someone describing a bunch of dreams. I think it's supposed to sound like a bunch of random shit thrown together. There's almost a story where the protagonist finds a declaration from a stranger stating that he will hang himself if he doesn't get to the country club.

Then he goes to the country club and the guy isn't on the list of members, past and future, so he dances. And then the musicians don't approve. I guess.

There's no fucking point to this story. Having finished reading the book a couple months back, I end up looking online to see if there's anything in the essays about John Cheever that talks about this story. Not even the Hungarian anti-Communist guy has anything about this one.

Only someone published a collection of his short stories with this one as the title. That seems to be the main point of these damn things. Apparently Julian Fellowes edited the story collection that took the name of this story. Which makes sense as Julian Fellowes is a fucking terrible writer. Gosford Park was cool but that's Robert Altman making it great. Let Julian Fellowes have free reign and we get shit like Downton Abbey (which you think is a critique of society until you realize that you are truly supposed to care about the fucking rose contest and then you realize its Tory wankoff) or Rome & Juliet as a perfume commercial with Julian Fellowes rewriting the script.

Because who wants to see Shakespeare when you can have Julian Fucking Fellowes.

So why did I spent a paragraph on Julian Fellowes? Because nothing fucking happens in this story and sadly that's going to be the main theme of most John Cheever stories from now on (most - The Swimmer is still coming up).

Oh Shit. It was Julian Barnes. I probably should apologize to Julian Fellowes, but I remember a Julian Barnes collection of essays about 20th century literature. Every single one was by a white writer and 90% white dudes. So fuck that guy too. Even Edmund White in his Civil War literature essays included some black writers. Granted Barnes wasn't pushing Lost Cause Romanticism.

#John Cheever #Vision of the World #Julian Fellowes #Julian Barnes #drunks #suburbs #dream #boring #stupid #nonsense #1962 #Julian #Romeo and Juliet #tedious #country club #suicide #hanging #farmland

[capt-spooki3]

Hey hi hello, how are you doing, i miss you and am .5 seconds away from spamming all your work with likes and reblogs 💕☺️

So I've been thinking (uh oh).... Being close with Tommy and tubbo and telling them ur terrified to meet techno cause mans is so scary to you, and they tell him you're scared cause they're little shits. A d cut to like a few days later where you have to talk to him for smthn and he's making fun of youand teasing you relentlessly cause he knows you were visibly nervous to meet him, but he's being really nice besides the teasing. Thoughts? Interpretations?

You don't even have to respond, just know that I love you and your stuff and hope you have the best day because you deserve nothing less◖⚆ᴥ⚆◗

( ˘ ³˘)♥

am i positive if you're asking me for a fic? No, not entirely.

Am i going to write you one anyway because you're so sweet? Yes absolutely and now presenting:

My Unexpected Tutor

Platonic college au!Technoblade and Y/n

(plus besties with the rest of the sbi ofc 😌)

(Hope this is okay, i just took my own interpretation of it and changed it just a little👌)

Warnings: cursing, teasing, nervousness(idk)

3.3k works

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With the final bell ringing and college classes ending for the day, you snatched up your bag and book you’ve read off and on that week before heading over to the courtyard that was near the on-campus dorms. Stopping by a vending machine first to grab a drink then seating yourself on a bench and getting comfortable while you wait for your company to arrive.

“Yeah! And that’s- HA! That’s when Wilbur just… oh!-” The nearing sound of Tommy’s voice cut off along with the softer laughing from Tubbo. You were very obviously engrossed in your book, but now you just feigned reading as you listen closely to the sound of slow footsteps nearing behind your bench. The two of them were horrible about being sneaky since you could easily hear hushed laughs as they desperately tried keeping each other quiet.

Right as you heard them stop moving, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself before turning around suddenly and lunging at them over the back of the bench with a half effort grab at Tommy’s extended hand, and yelling. Tommy screamed back, stumbling back a  few paces and Tubbo just stumbled before backing up to the bench and busted out laughing.

“Ey what the hell!” He scoffed despite not being able to hold back his growing smile, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I’ll remember that bitch, I’m gonna get you back.” he walked over to you and sat on the other side of the bench, giving you a hard glare when you laughed a little bit though it was mostly from Tubbo’s hysterical laughter. He took a deep breath and calmed himself so he could jump over the back of the bench and sit between you and Tommy.

The two boys were your underclassmen, being freshmen while you were a sophomore. The three of you met in your coding class. You were there mostly to get your English degree and major in said area, but you figured while you had the opportunity you would take classes on things you didn’t know much about. There, you met Wilbur, a senior and Tommy’s oldest brother, and he helped you quite a bit with understanding bits of coding that were a bit too confusing for you at first and were quickly becoming friends with him. That was until Tommy entered the picture. First, you just saw him as Wilbur’s chaotic younger brother who just happened to be in the coding class as well but after some insisting that you get to know him from Wilbur, you hung out one weekend in the library. One weekend turned to two then almost every weekend once he introduced you to Tubbo as well and you all had become a true trio.

You got to know Tommy’s family pretty well. His single father, Phil, who was just like a second parent to you now, and Wilbur who acted just like the older brother you never had. You knew them well despite having known them all for less than a year. The only hang-up is when it came to Tommy’s other brother. You knew he had an actual name, but only knew him by his nickname since that’s what everyone referred to him by. That would be Technoblade. The two of you had a couple of literature classes together and the fact that he was only one grade above you, you’d figure that you could befriend him with ease. Now, it’s not like he was big and scary, he was more tall and lanky but he was smart and he had some vibe around him that just petrified you. You couldn’t ever build up the courage to be around him which made it quite an issue since you were best friends with his brother, though this wasn’t an issue you had ever brought up to any of them.

“So how did classes go for you guys today?” You asked as you pulled one of your legs up onto the bench and closed your book which you held close to your chest.

“Fucking shitty! I got a fuck ton of extra work, like I know it’s college and the weekend but let me live.”

“We got one essay to write, it’s two pages long.” Tubbo reiterated with a smile while Tommy grumbled and leaned his head back so he was looking up at the sky. “What about you Y/n?”

“It wasn’t bad, I don’t have any extra work other than a bit of coding to do. Oh speaking of, Tommy?” You reached your foot over and kicked his leg to get his attention, only continuing when he was looking at you. “Is Will gonna be free at all? ‘Cause I need some help with this stuff.”

Tommy perked up a bit, sitting up to get his phone out. “Oh you're right, I actually need help with it too.” He mumbled while texting and staring at the screen as he waited for a reply. “Uhh okay so he says… I’m visiting some friends so I won’t have time… blah blah uh but ask Techno, I heard he’s pretty good at coding. Nice! That’s perfect, you can just come over to my house and-”

“Ah, you know what- I actually think I’m okay.” You quickly interrupted him, pulling your laptop out of your bag to aimlessly scroll through the assignment you were given. “It can’t even be that hard I’m sure… I can figure it out.” You said with as much confidence as you could muster despite knowing full well you’ll be completely lost as soon as you try to start on the work.

“Come on, we both know that’s a lie, you're so shit at this stuff.” He said light-heartedly and watched you ‘work’. “Seriously, just come over. I’m sure Techno is good at this stuff, if anything we can pay him to do the work.”

“It’s fine- really. I think I’ll just wait for Monday, I can ask Wilbur for help then.” You closed your laptop, keeping your gaze on it for a moment before looking over at Tubbo and Tommy who were giving you both a puzzled look. “What?”

“You don’t…” Tubbo started to speak but Tommy pushed him back with an arm on the chest so he could lean over to look at you closer.

“You don’t have a crush on Techno, do you?” He said and squinted at them as if disgusted by the thought.

“What!? No!” You sat up taller and looked at him, baffled that he resorted to that.

“Well, then what the hell is the problem! Just come over and he can teach us!” 

“I just… he’s kinda…” You grew flustered and found a loss for good words as you realized you were going to admit this. “He’s scary.”

Tommy busted out laughing and wheezed hard, doubling over as he coughed and laughed some more, stumbling over words as he tried to talk but was laughing too hard. Even tubbo who was trying to hold back, joined Tommy which only made them bounce off each other in their hysterics.

“Wha- I’m serious! Do you two not think he’s intimidating!?” You looked at both of them desperately as you could feel the heat that had risen to your cheeks.

“He’s literally-” Tubbo’s laughter interrupted him. “He’s a nerd! How the hell is he scary?” He settled down a bit and nudged Tommy to get him to calm down too, luckily he got his fit of laughter out.

“Oh my god, no I’ve got to go home now.” He grabbed his backpack that had been discarded behind the bench and looked at you once more before laughing more. “Scared of Techno- oh my god. That's good, that’s a good one. Bye bitches!” He saluted both of you before running off.

“Tommy I swear to god if you tell anyone I will deck your shit!!” You stood up, holding your laptop in hand, to yell at him but just stood there defeated once he turned a corner around a building. Tubbo got up beside you, laughing as he put his hands in his hoodie pocket.

“I wish I could give him the benefit of the doubt… but he’s gonna tell Techno. And Wilbur. And Phil for sure.” 

“Yeah... I’m sure he will. I’m going to my dorm, I’ve got to call my mom.”

“Aww-” You put your hand over his mouth, but took it away as soon as he shut up so he wouldn’t lick your palm.

“Shut- I don’t wanna hear shit from you too. Anyway, get home soon and don’t get kidnapped.” You turned away to put your laptop and book into your backpack and zipped it up before pulling it over one shoulder. You looked back at Tubbo and put your fist up to him.

“I’ll kick them in the balls, don’t worry.” He laughed a little and bumped his fist to yours and walked backward a few paces, waving at you. “Tell your mom I said hi!”

You waved back at him and stood to wait and watch him walk off along the stone path until he was fully out of sight to make your way to your dorm, which was right in the courtyard area.

-

Monday came around and with the school day partially over, you made your way to your coding class. You of course didn't end up doing the assigned homework even though you gave it a good try and just decided to rely on Wilbur's help.

You walked into class and took in a deep breath, it was always cool and smelt of coffee since the teacher brewed a cup before your class every day. Making your way over to your usual computer you looked over to see Tommy sitting in your spot beside Wilbur and chatting to him. You guessed he heard you coming or saw Wilbur look your way because he looked back and grinned wide which never meant good.

"Ey look at who it is! Wonderful seeing you again, how was your weekend?"

"Fine." You said, looking down at him and kicking his foot. "I don't like how you're acting, what the hell did you do?"

He just feigned innocence and looked offended that you could assume such a thing. "Me? Me!?" He leaned forward, hand gracefully on his chest. "I cannot believe you right now, I'm hurt Y/n! Truly hurt."

You scoffed with an eye roll and sat on the other side of Wilbur since the seat was free. As soon as you set your bag down and went to turn toward the two, Wilbur was already facing you and leaning on the desk area for the keyboard in a way that looked like he needed to say something in secret.

"You good?"

He just waved you down and you leaned forward to listen. "You're not… actually afraid of Technoblade are you?"

"Tommy you little shit!" You jumped up, nearly hitting Wilbur but he moved back in time. Tommy laughed and fled to the other side of the room where he normally sat so you just grumbled and took your seat.

"Well?"

"Is no one else? He's intimidating, I feel like he'd call me out on all my insecurities if I inconvenienced him. And THEN he would hold me at knifepoint till I left him alone."

Wilbur snorted and hung his head as he softly laughed, you reached over and hit his arm before leaning closer to whisper. “I’m serious Wilbur! He scares me!”

He looked back up at you with the most amused look. “Come on, you can’t be friends with this family without knowing techno. Honestly. Talk to him today. You two have the same literature class at the end of the day right?” He asked as he sat up and leaned back into his chair to turn his computer on and log into the coding website.

“I mean yeah but- what does that have to do with anything.” You asked, but Wilbur didn’t reply as he just stared at his screen so you leaned forward to get into his peripheral vision. “Will, what does that have to do with anything? I’m not talking to him, I hope you know that.”

-

You were wrong. Nearing the end of your literature class, you sat there listening to the teacher while completely lost on the assignment. Usually, it wouldn’t be too much of an issue because you would just give it the best attempt you could and see where you messed up at the end to better understand the work. It wasn’t the best tactic but you liked it better than having to ask for help. But now, this was a big and grade-determining assignment, not one you could afford to flunk.

The class was given five minutes to start on or look over the work at the end of the class. You leaned back in your chair, staring at your paper at a loss, and listened to the sound of people moving around the class near you. You didn’t try to look up since you assumed it was friends going to sit together and gossip. That was until you noticed someone took the seat beside you and shuffled a bit closer. Pulling the paper away from your face to look, you froze instantly upon locking eyes with Technoblade who was smiling lightly. You had never seen him this close, the most notable thing was his dyed light pink hair that had grown out brown roots and you could even see in his smile how his top and bottom canine teeth were a bit longer than normal and looked like he had small fangs and tusks.

He pushed his glasses up before crossing his arms and leaning forward on his desk. “Hey so I know you’re terrified of me, but it looks like you’re having a bit of an issue.” You opened your mouth to speak but were just met with a loss for words and just averted your eyes, continually glancing back at him for a moment as you were unsure what to do. He snorted lightly, bringing his hand up to stifle his laugh, and cleared his throat. “Yeah sorry for bein’ so big and scary but I can help ya. Come one, show me what you are confused with Y/n.”

“You- you know my name?” You looked right at him finally to which he raised an eyebrow at you quizzically.

“Well yeah. Did you really expect me not to? You’re besties with both of my brothers and my dad loves having you over. I was just waiting for you to say hi to me.” He leaned back, fidgeting with a ring with his hands. “Didn’t think you’d actually be scared of me, thank Tommy for snitching. He talked about it all weekend.”

You groaned, leaning forward to run your hands over your face and sigh, swearing that you’d smack him once school was out.

“Oh shi-” You looked at Techno and he was checking the time on his phone. “Hey, class is about to end. You’re not gonna be busy are you?”

“Uh… not, no I’m not.”

“Great.” He got up, moving the desk back to its original place and trotting over to grab his bag, and looking back to you. “Get your stuff and meet me at the south entrance, we can work on it back at my house.” And without giving you a chance to try to object, he called to the teacher saying that he was going to leave a minute early to get his stuff together since he rented a locker a bit away from the classroom and the teacher waved him off.

Reluctantly, you went back to your dorm which was close to where you had class. You dropped off unneeded books and grabbed a granola bar from a box you kept in your room then headed toward the entrance Techno told you to meet him at. And of course, walking up the sidewalk to the doors you saw him there sitting on a bench with his bag beside him. He saw you and jumped up, waving you over to him as he started walking immediately. While you were still behind him, you sent a picture to Tommy, Tubbo, and Wilbur of him walking in front of you and adding the caption ‘i did it :P’. 

The two of you chatted while you walked through the neighborhood and despite light teasing on how scary he was, he was easy to talk to and you had a lot in common with him. It was a shame you hadn’t taken the initiative to talk to him before. In no time, you were walking through the door after him into the familiar home where Phil greeted you with a surprised but happy look and offered snacks which Techno graciously took before heading to his room.

To your surprise, Technoblade is the best tutor you have ever had. He is attentive and incredibly patient when trying to figure out where you are having struggles and he’s smart. Like he knows every single bit of what is supposed to be brand new information from the class. Not even two hours into him helping you, you understood the assignment completely and you both spent the next three hours sitting on his bed and working together. You joked with him and he held the same energy while keeping the focus on working and even swapped laptops with him to check it over for each other.

You broke your gaze from the endless lines of text on your laptop screen to look at the window and seeing the orange sky around trees and over top of houses that indicated the setting sun. “Oh my gosh!” You scrambled off the bed, carefully stuffing papers back into your bag. “I didn’t even realize what time it was- Technoblade thank you a million for helping me. I appreciate it so much, but I need to get back to my dorm! I promised my roommate I’d help her cook dinner tonight.” You grabbed your laptop off of the bed and put it into your bag, closing it all up quickly.

Slinging it over your shoulder and adjusting it, you turned to make your way out of the room but you were stopped by a tug and looked back to see Techno holding onto your bag and looking displeased. “Not yet.”

“Wha- I need to go though-”

“It’s a tradition in this house to hug anyone before they leave, you should know that from my dad.” He let go and opened his arms up to you.

You turned to him and tilted your head a little. “You’re joking…”

He just smiled smugly and waited. You glanced at the doorway but gave in and closed the bit of distance, hugging him to which he returned snugly and spoke softly to you. “You’re a good person. I’m glad to have gotten to know you and I hope you’ll come back. I promise I’m not all that bad.” With that, he slowly let go and patted your arm before gently shoving you toward the doorway and plopping down on his bed. “Have a good night!”

“Uh.. yeah, you too!” You said back, still surprised by the exchange. His words swam through your mind as you went to leave the house, hugging Phil on your way out and wishing him a good night as well. Finally checking your phone on the walk home, you found a supportive and proud text from Wilbur, a dirty joke from Tommy, and something in between from Tubbo.

You laughed to yourself, amused by the differences in the messages. It was times like these that you most found appreciation for the three. Mentally you had to correct yourself though. The whole family was good. This you can say for sure now.

#dsmpblr #dsmp fanfic #dream smp #dream smp fanfiction #technoblade #techno fanfic #techno fanfiction #request #ask response #platonic relationships #platonic #techno x reader #techno x you #techno x y/n #techno au #dsmp au #sbi au #college au #sbi family dynamic #sbi family au

[hermionesplants]

22.10.2020

Well hello there, long time no see hahah. I just wanted to start with saying a massive thank you to all my 1011 followers!!! That’s a fuck ton of people hahah! Honestly, when I made this blog I didn’t think I would even get 100 followers so THANK YOU!! I love all of you with my entire heart 🥺

Anyway! Life for the past month has been quite hectic, with school being stressful, miss Rona going to town here in Denmark and the winter depression slowly creeping up on me... but we’re powering through! I had an extra French midterm today, and I think that it went okay! And what more can you ask for 🤷🏼‍♀️

An exciting thing!! I’ve been accepted into my school’s masterclass in English movies and literature, so I’m really pumped about that! We had our first session yesterday where we watched and discussed The Shining (pls don’t kill me,,, but the book is so superior to the movie in my opinion omg). Now we’re reading To Kill a Mockingbird and are going to discuss that in November! And I’m really excited.

We had autumn break last week, and it was very much needed hahah. I did nothing except knit, read and watch movies. A perfect week! I have found that the only problem with knitting is that you can’t read while doing it :( (at least I can’t). I hope October is (trick!) and treating all of you well! We deserve it :)

🎧 - Free of Charge (The Band CAMINO)

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[ophelia-and-the-damned]

I’m aware that on a lot of academia and aesthetic blogs, owners hesitate to post social justice because it doesn’t “fit with their theme.” Furthermore, some people on here aren’t comfortable talking politics, and will avoid discussions about activism.

Just to make it absolutely clear to anyone who even slightly stumbles into my account, yes, I am pro-LGBTQIA+ (The T and A DO belong, Terfs DNI), black lives DO matter, COVID is NOT a conspiracy created by your Asian neighbors and fellow citizens, the vaccine is NOT a microchip and does save lives, the actions at the border are monstrous and need to be handled no matter who is in charge, women in America STILL have a long way to go before we can be treated as equals to men (look up stories about women trying to get permanent sterilizations and then tell me that sexism doesn’t exist in the medical US of A), women should ALWAYS have access to abortion, the actions by lawmakers in Texas ARE monstrous, Russia is NOT a conservative utopia, it’s actually terrible to live in if you’re a member of a marginalized community (??? Can’t believe I’ve seen people argue this), and there DOES need to be police reform and defunding, no matter how radical that sounds.

I’m far left. I think I actually qualify as a philosophical anarchist on the political spectrum. I know to a lot of people this might sound aggressive, particularly if you come from a traditionally white suburbia like I do. But please do some research, into the BLM movement, critical race theory, modern gender theory, the impacts of colonialism and how they affect us even now, racial objectification in the media, etc. Look into the origin of police forces. Learn why the new Texas abortion laws are so destructive to the foundations of our country (if you live in the US, of course).

I hate to have to post this, because I know I’m coming off as just another white girl whining on tumblr about things she “doesn’t have a stake in” and a lot of people on here would say something like “have loyalty to your race” (this site has a huge neonazi problem). But I do have a stake in this. My fellow college students come from all kinds of backgrounds. I’ve met people from all over the world, like Vietnam and France and Morocco and India, and they’re important to me because they’re all part of my community. I’m queer (Pan-romantic demisexual), a good amount of my friends are LGBT, and of course, I am a woman. I’m a human being. Of course I want to see other people treated like human beings. Pretending that everything is fine is only making it worse.

I can’t post any of this on my social media that has my real name, because my family would fucking kill me (very conservative background, my mother nearly disowned me when she found out that I had a crush on a girl in middle school). I accidentally admitted that I’m newly vegetarian at a family gathering and they all lost their minds over something as small as that. I had a breakdown regarding the treatment of BLM protestors back in June and my mother threatened to cancel my college application because she thought I was being dramatic. I know that it’s still bad that I have to hide this away, and I guess that this can be viewed as a kind of confession because I feel an intense amount of guilt about it. White silence is a real thing and by posting stuff like this anonymously I’m only committing to the problem. Donating and voting can only go so far. We as a society have to be vocal, but I’m just not in a place where I can do that right now, and I’m sorry.

That being said, expect a ton more social justice posts from now on. I really try to focus in on articles that I think people should read and links to donation services to help get people more funding. I don’t use tumblr a lot but when I do I try to do stuff like this at least semi often. This isn’t really an aesthetic blog, it’s just a collection of things that I care about. And I really care about this.

Again, I don’t really feel like it’s my place to say some of this stuff. White voices shouldn’t drown out POC voices. But I just want to make this absolutely clear for anyone that happens to stop by. I picked the name Ophelia and the Damned because I like focusing on the concept of “others” in literature, ones that cis white male authors tend to portray as stepping stones for the protagonist (hence, Ophelia). So Neo-Nazis, Terfs, pedophiles, racists, transphobes, homophobes, sexists, and other people of hate, DNI. I’m not interested in hearing your viewpoint. If your voice can’t come from a place of empathy, then why bother speaking at all?

#blacklivesmatter #stop police brutality #racial justice #sexism #racism #critical race theory #black lives matter #confession #lgbtqia #queer usage #queer used in the reclaimed sense #queer #stop asian violence #stop asian hate #blm protests #blm2021 #BLM #critical gender theory #none are free until all are free #this site belongs to anti-racists #personal #tw vent

[mvnvgedmischief]

unremarkable days.

summary: sirius black is trying to be a good man, a good brother, a good person. Sirius has a steady job designing book covers for a publishing house, a flat he never leaves, and a traumatized brother who was just removed from the custody of his parents. All in all, it's wildly unremarkable.

chapter:  4/?

characters: sirius black, regulus black, wolfstar, background marauders

tags: tw: canon compliant abuse, child abuse, social services, abuse

words: 3. 8 k

read it on ao3 here

read the last chapter here

Sirius knew that work was going to be high stress all day. He felt sick to his stomach, thinking about the way he would continuously have to talk to people, when all he wanted was some peace. He wanted downtime. Time when he didn’t have to think about how he needed his paycheck to put food on the table, clothes on his brother’s back, pay bills to keep his lights on, wifi for homework. Regulus occupied his thoughts at all times, protecting him was Sirius’s only priority these days. He didn’t have time for anything else. Not his friends, not his interests, not music. Nothing could come between his focus and his brother’s wellbeing, because if it did, Sirius would never forgive himself. The consequences were too dire. So instead, he just wished for downtime that wouldn’t come, and prayed for the weekend to approach even faster. 

The weekend, when he could finally sleep again, albeit not well. The weekend, when he had the time to take a breath, even if it was only brief. Because his weekends were also spent finding ways to better equip his apartment for his younger brother, going to long grocery runs so Regulus had lunch to take to school, meal prepping all of the things he couldn’t bring himself to eat for dinner. He was definitely tired of all of the ways his mind was spiraling out, he didn’t have the time. He didn’t fault Regulus for it, it wasn’t the teen's presence in his life that was causing all this stress. It really was his own fault. A bit of crying at that first hearing had given Walburga and Orion the satisfaction of a victory over him at that first hearing, and they seemed to crave more of that chaos. They wanted to watch their children suffer, and this was how they chose to do that. So instead he spiraled in the privacy of his own home, because he could practically hear the words they burned into his mind whenever he saw them, and feel the ache of old beatings. 

But it was only Thursday, and that meant he still had to do this all day, and  then get berated by the rest of the team for not attending their weekly bonding happy hour. If he was lucky,  no  one would ask him to go. He knew he should be less terrified of them asking, most of the people on his team were his friends. There was simply the question of Remus, and Sirius didn’t have the time to be thinking about him in the first place. 

He didn’t have time to think about  the way his hair curled just the right way to fall into his eyes when he slept, or the way his caramel freckles made him look sunkist. He didn’t have time to think about the  pink scars that ran down Remus’s face or how they got there. He definitely didn;’t have time to think of the comfort  of his hand combing through Sirius’s own mop of unruly curls. So instead, he needs to  put  all of that out  of his mind. It wasn’t going to help him do well at work. It wasn’t going to solve his problems. He didn’t have the  time for this, nor did he have the emotional bandwidth. Perhaps that was why Sirius was conveniently avoiding the idea that he had asked Remus on a date. With some luck, Remus would think he was just an asshole who ghosted him. That was definitely complicated by the fact that they worked together, that he couldn’t just disappear. He wanted to, he really did, because there was simply no time. 

He set up his deliverables as though he had made tons of them, because his employment in this company  rode on it. Just two months ago, he was pegged to be promoted within the next two cycles, and now he could barely hold on to his sanity enough to handle his workload. He was so fucking tired, and he had so much on his plate. He needed to mentally prepare himself for the long day of meetings ahead of him. He had no true motivation to do his job right now, all he knew was that his exhaustion was no excuse. He knew that his boss, Alice, was giving him a whole lot of leeway right now. She was probably doing more than she should to help him. Being a mentor on the senior design team didn’t mean she needed to keep tabs on his personal life and pick up his slack. 

“Sirius–” 

When Sirius focused back into the meeting he was calling into, it occurred to him that they’re talking to him. So he did what he always did, blamed it on a shoddy connection. 

“Oh, sorry, can you repeat that? My audio cut out.” 

“Remus was saying that some of  the poems could probably use illustrations, and he was wondering if you had any ideas on which ones needed it.” 

“Thanks, Peter.” Sirius was glad that he knew the people on this team, that Peter and James were as close to him as anyone could be. Because otherwise, he’d probably be fucked. 

“So I was looking through them, and I was thinking Bite, Magick, and Love I could probably use larger scale illustrations. But at the same time, we don’t want to crowd the book. How attached are you to the current order or page arrangement?” 

It felt too close, but he was lucky that he had at least read the titles of some of the poems in the first half of the book. Sirius knew Remus didn’t actually know what his level of involvement was. He thought it was just doodles, but Sirius would be responsible for presenting everything from kearning and font choice within the pages, to illustration and cover art to the design team. He was integral to the success of this book as a product, and he  needed to start acting like it. 

“I’m pretty attached.” Remus sounded cold to Sirius, and he wondered what exactly he had done wrong in this meeting. And yet, he didn’t have time to think on it. He needed to keep things moving, keep getting valuable information out of the author. Hook up be damned, Sirius needed this book to actually get off the ground. 

 “Okay, well we should get a meeting on the calender to discuss. What poems and what scale of illustrations you want–” 

“Shouldn’t you be deciding what the illustrations look like and the logistics of those. Isn’t that what you  get paid for?” Remus really wasn’t making this easy on Sirius. But he had dealt with bigger demons and divas then whatever this attitude was. So he put on a light and airy smile, one they’d never know didn’t reach his eyes over the low quality webcam and nodded. 

“If you’d like to take a hands off approach with the design work, that can absolutely be arranged. But in the case of a fledgling project with a new author, the design team, myself included, really hope to prioritize your artistic license so that we can get a better sense of your vision for your literature, should Quill move forward with other publications in the future.  We can provide a completely in-house service, with as much input as you feel necessary during the design process, and deliver collateral towards the end of the project when final edits are done, if you would prefer, Mister Lupin.” 

Sirius practically wanted to scream. He needed Remus to stop fucking with his job, with his livelihood. He couldn’t lose this project. He needed all of the billable hours he could get if he was going to justify the overtime he needed in order to provide for his brother. This was ridiculous. But his clinical and polite answer must have thrown Remus, because he didn’t get much more attitude out of him. The back and forth had ended. So instead, Sirius pulled up his deliverables for the week, which included new iterations for the covers, and twelve illustrations for the three poems he had mentioned. 

He noticed the way Remus looked at his drawings, like he was pained by whatever his thoughts were, and Sirius wants to scream that he’s under no obligation to think that they’re good. But then he remembers that Remus seemed to be nitpicking on purpose, based on his critique of the design system itself. Sirius didn’t have the time to deal with that level of petty, just because he hadn’t been answering. He was too busy. He had too much on his plate. So instead he continues his presentation. 

“I don’t like any of these. Maybe you should start over.” Remus sounded vindictive, even mean. Like he was doing this out of spite.  Sirius could feel his heart drop in that moment. He didn’t want to start over. He didn’t have the time. 

“What do you not like about them?” Sirius is trying to salvage his work while he can. 

“The vibe is off.”

“Oh, is there something specific that throws it off or...” Sirius trailed off, wondering what exactly he needed to change. 

“No, it’s the whole thing. All of them are just off.” 

Sirius needed to think quick on his feet. He didn’t have the time to start from scratch, so he pulled up his original thumbnails that he had discussed with Remus. 

“These are the original sketches we discussed. I moved forward with the ones we talked about. I’m happy to rework those sketches,” no, he wasn’t. “But if there’s another sketch that you think would fit your vision better, please let me know.” He felt like he was pleading with Remus not to hate his artwork. He’d be a liar if he said it wasn’t a blow to his self esteem to hear that everything that he did was bad. 

“No, I would suggest you start over.” 

Sirius nodded, his mind immediately whirring with ways he could start over and re-design this project. He really didn’t want to do it. He didn’t want to do hundreds of thumbnails to get set on thirty, only to be destroyed in a meeting again. Especially when Remus seemed so excited about all of his illustrations before the meetings. It felt like too much. He didn’t have the energy for this kind of behavior. 

Luckily, Marlene directed the conversation away from Sirius’s work. The rest of the call went on without a hitch, like the only person who’s work Remus had a problem with was Sirius’s. He knew that it was more likely for Remus to have a problem with him, because design work was usually something an artist thought of as easy; however, this felt calculated and cold. If Sirius had been avoiding Remus before, it definitely wasn’t about to get better. So instead, he listened to the end of the meeting, and started the project all over again. He could do this. It was an unremarkable critique. It didn’t matter.

#sorry this ones so short #Marauders #marauders era #marauders fic #marauders era fic #marauders drabble #regulus black #regulus black fic #regulus and sirius black #black family #sirius x remus #wolfstar #wolfstar fic #wolfstar angst #Remus Lupin #Sirius Black #remus x sirius #Harry Potter #harry potter fandom #modern au #modern marauders #my shit #unremarkable days

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Ducktales Shadow Into Light (Lena Retrospective): Friendship Hates Magic! (Commission by WeirdKev27)

Hello all you happy people! And welcome, and to some of you welcome back to Shadow Into Light, my fully paid for but gladly done Lena retrospective, covering everyone’s faviorite lesbian emo shadow’s personal jounrey through all three seasons and some brucey bonuses.

So this time we pick up in mid-season 2.. yes MID season 2. Though for once taking so long to adress things had valid reasons. It dosen’t make the 8 month wait for Lena to return and for Violet to show up, her concept art having been shown off shortly before Shadow War aired during San Diego Comic Con, any less aggravating, especially since the episode did air overseas before that but never leaked anywhere properly. So I knew she’d be okay but not HOW. 

As I said though.. they had their reasons. The episode was set for episode 8 in production order, right behind whatever Happened to Della Duck? which answered the other big cliffhanger from season 1, Della’s exile on the moon. So while this episode was back in the queue, along with Della’s, which had to wait till after the christmas episode to air because said episode takes place before it. So waiting on this episode was fair on the crew’s part even knowing it was a hiatus. 

It ended up getting pushed back by a week once the episodes started airing.. but as outlined last time, THIS TIME Disney actually moved it for good reason instead of just doing so because shut up. See the problem with moving episodes around in season 2.. is Della’s return. Several episodes that in theory could’ve easily been pushed back instead of this one, Depths of Cousin Fethry, Treasure of the Found Lamp... couldn’t because they take place BEFORE Della came back and it’d be weird to air them after.  One features Donald, the other dosen’t but still lacks Della and it’d be weird if it did> While this episode takes place before Della comes back or was at least meant to, no one appears in person, and Beakly mentoning “the boys and scrooge” at the bin could simply be her forgetting Della’s a part of things for a second. It’s not entirely in character, but it’s much easier than explaning why Della’s not there and Donald is. 

They also moved one episode ahead of this.. but it’s one I approve of. See from episode 7 onward the episodes were aired in week long duckbombs, woo-ooo. I I don’t fault disney for it or the reason I suspect they had for doing this: while it wasn’t the intended way of airing, they likely did this airing style to get shows on Disney Plus quicker for it’s debut and given they’ve sunk a LOT of money into the streaming service and it’s a key part of their future, I can’t blame them for wanting the entire series thus far on the platform at launch. It’s one of if not their most popular show at the moment. They wanted it front and center. 

So this one took an extra week to air, and an extra day as they aired raiders of the doomsday vault right after Della’s return in “Nothing Can Stop Della Duck!”.. which is also not a bad move. Fans wanted more of Della and her bonding with the kids, I wanted more of that so while the wait was grumble inducing, it was worth the tradeoff to get more of this character and her bonding with Dewey.. and let’s face it Glomgold.  You know what i’m about at this point. 

So there were delays but not the mind boggling ones that reshuffled the season last time and by next season there’d be zero reshuffling with both holiday episodes designed to go anywhere. So with the history and the agonizing wait out of the way join me under the cut as a snark knight returns, a new fan faviorite debuts and Beakly gets sucked into Launchpad’s awful fandom. 

We open our story at the Duckburg Library. Man I fucking miss the library. I mean you can go by apointment and what not but I also have library card debt and stuff, and it’s just not the same. 

Anyways naturally Webby is going there to research the Shadow Realm in hopes of finding something to bring Lena back. Last week was “Children’s Card Games, Dark Magic and You! by Professor Yugi Moto which while enlightening got her nowhere. Next up is “Shadow Games on Motorcycles!: How a Crimson Dragon defeated a giant Shadow Monster and brought the dead back and I helped by Doctor Yusei Fudo”. 

But that one’s not in yet so she instead goes to the Librarian to get another book.. and it’s Quackfaster! Horay! As for why she’s working two jobs, she’s saving up for a retirement condo in BIRDDDBAAADDOOOSSSSS. I had to type it that way it’s ape law. 

But her next book “I Went there and it Sucked, My Time in the Shadow Realm by Mayor of New Jersey Joey Wheeler” is taken by “another strange little girl”. Quackfaster, you chase people around with a scimitar. Just accept your the weird one and live with it like me. You’ll be happier that way. 

And so we finally meet Violet whose introduced pitch perfectly. Webby gives out her usual “Hi I”m Webby”.. and Violet simply holds a finger up, finishes her page and gives a simple “Yes?” It demonstrates her quite nature, her love of reading and her lack of social skills all in one fell swoop. The ensuing dead language off is also pretty damn adorable reminding me of that scene from “Lisa’s Wedding” where she and Hugh fight over a book and reading it before making out.. minus the making out because these are children, no one wants that, and Webby is taken. .and even then again children. Most we get is an innocent peck and some blushing. 

So Violet, finding out Webby needs it and is researching the arcane too offers to research together tonight, bringing a sleeping bag just in case it goes on long... to Lena’s unheard objections as she’s rattled by the break in her normal routine with Webby, and the possibility of Webby falling for someone else. I mean this i framed as a friendship thing... but you can only say “friend” so many times in a work before you sound like a retired grandma in denial about their granddaughter. 

Later at the Mansion, Beakley is enjoying a nice quiet afternoon to herself. Turns out once a month Scrooge has “Binventory Day” where he and the boys catalogue the bin for hours giving her a night to herself and Webby. Webby loudly interuppts the peace as is Cartoon Law, but Beakley is pleased Webby is getting back on the friendship horse. 

Bentina ends up ruining it a bit though by bringing up her previous slumber party disasters... which even Lena at her most jealous admits were her fault and only agrees to in the hopes Webby’s going to cancel. Instead Webby decides to make this the most normal sleepover ever! The one where her new friend is coming to specifically help her with magic. 

 Bentina tries to back her grandaughter/daughter down from this insane logic, but Webby does, if innocently clap back well to her being the one to give her “Be yourself” advice.  “I’m not like you Granny, I need to have friends”

And while Webby quickly flees after Beakley tries to deny it.. she’s not wrong. She has exactly one friend who she works for and no social life to speak of.. and as far as I can tell she’s fine this way. Beakley is happy with her work and raising Webby and has someone to talk to in Scrooge. She has everything she needs, while Webby is a social butterfly.. a socially inept social butterfly. She needs people and loves meeting new people and needs friends and not just her family. One’s an introvert the other’s an extrovert. I’m both at times, and before you ask why yes it is a living nightmare thank you so much for asking. I get where both are coming from. And Beakley clearly had friends at one point it’s just a long war with FOWL and a sudden granddaughter probably whittled it down to just Scrooge. It’s okay to be yourself. 

So this is where the plotlines split off, so as usual, i’m splitting the up. 

Launchpad and Beakley in Getting To Know You And Getting Sucked INto Your Strange and Lovely Fandom

So Beakley naturally cries out “name one person I don’t get along with.. and in walks Launchpad , Nature’s Perfect Himbo, having destroyed the gate and at least being honest he probably will again. Why he’s here when the boys and Scrooge are all gone? 

But I don’t care as this subplot is just.. a nonstop delight. Starting with Beakly inviting Launchpad to sup with her.. which just confuses him. Look Bentina you have to use small words.. it’s a miracle he gets up in the morning, dreses himself and hasn’t died in a tragic gasoline fight accident. You have to know your audience. Still funny.

And “not knowing your audience” continues as Beakly serves them pea soup but Launchpad is intimidated by the spoons and while she does offer to help instead tries to use all of them then a straw and then falls facedown in his soup. And this is the SECOND TIME Beakly’s left someone living at the mansion to die. I mean that’s not a lot but it’s still weird it happened twice. 

Finally they sit quitely, Beakly reading the Scarlet Pimpernell, and Launchpad doing a coloring book. And besides the odd couple energy what I really like about this subplot.. is that it fleshes Beakly out> This is one of her ONLY plots in the entire goddamn series, yes really. 70 episodes and she only got five spotlight episodes/plots. But it does at least show her off: her upperclass pedigree we really don’t see often, showing that while she applied to the job as maid out of necisity she knows her stuff, her love of classic literature and her being out of touch with the common person. It’s not a ton but it’s more than ninja butler or “stop having fun with your kids della and be a parent”. I mean she wasn’t wrong but she could’ve been nicer about it given the circumstances. 

So Launchpad, given Beakley’s never shown any interest in him as a person before, assumes she’s going to fire him and was just softening him up. I mean Scrooge himself outright said he never would and if he did he’d do it to your face, hard as it’d be. But that aside, he’s fine with getting to know her once he knows that no he’s not being fired she just wanted to hang out, he’s everyone’s friend. But naturally an upperclash british former super spy and a dumb as a bucket with a heart of gold pilot have nothing in common, not even aircraft as “plane go up, plane crash going down’ is about the extent of his actual knowledge on aircraft that isn’t instinct or dumb luck. 

He does manage to break the ice though, mistaking her book for a Darkwing Duck book and deciding to show her the show since it might be something they have in common. At first she’s as unintuhsed as you’d expect a british lady who never watches the telly watching a 90′s kids show would be.. but by the end she’s gotten all the way into it.

 It’s really endearing, showning that two vastly diffrent people with nothing can common can be brought together by something as simple and glorious as liking the same show. I’ve had it happen with me. She naturally is all for filiming his fanscript after the finale provides no answers, being the one to suggest it and the two end the episode shooting it with her in full darkwing duck cosplay. I’ts a cute and entertaining subplot and a nice contrast to the main plot which while not super dark, does have a fog of tension over it. Speaking of which. 

Webby, Lena and Violet: In Two’s Company, Three Accidently Creates Monsters That Nearly Take Your Girlfriend Off Into The Shadowy Abyss So the slumber party gets underway with Webby shooing away Duckworth after clearing out her room to greet Violet herself and violet having brought pie... a great callback to an earlier joke where Webby wondered if pie was normal at a sleepover. No but it should be. So Webby welcomes her in to her totally normal room devoid of anything. Nothing suspicious about that. 

So Violet tries to get her into research, specifically Tulpas, an actual magical concept, a mental construct of some kind created out of desire, imagination or what have you. Gee I wonder if that will come into play this episode. Webby.. wants to play baggle or what have you or do makeovers and drags Violet along to do the second thing after Violet asks about Magica.  Lena then finds something glowing in Violet’s bag...specifically, her old amulet, cracked but still working and flowing with Magica’s power. 

Lena assumes Violet is Magica and goes to warn Webby only to find her HORRIBLY MUTATED! Naturally it’s a misdirect, as it turns out Violet is just REALLY good at special effects makeup. It’s something I honestly forgot about her... i’m betting one of her dad’s is an effects artist. Just saying that’d be neat. But Webby gives the “i’m normal really even though I live in a giant mansion with my dad I don’t know is my dad and my grandma whose actually my adopted mom” game away by pointing out the demon’s fang is crooked and Violet is curious and heads to Webby’s room finding a picture from said demon. He signed it and everything. Good man that Rakshaka. 

Webby is worried Violet will be freaked out by all the weird but nope, she enjoys it. And it’s not a suprise: violet is actively researching the shadow dimension. Why WOULD she be scared off. The conflict was in Webby’s head all along.. and partly out of PTSD, but we’ll get to that. Webby still tries to get her to baggle but they settle on ancient rune dice baggle and summoning some spirits. Lena scoffs.. until it actually works. It does make sense though: As we’ll see in her last starring role, Lena is kinda like Wanda Maximoff: she has an extreme amount of power but she has no idea how to use it and is simply making up most of her magic as she goes along or took magica’s lead. But the spell means Lena can touch the dice so she spells out don’t trust her.. but forgets she’s dealing with two nerds who love unlocking puzzles and assume the message is on the dice themselves. 

Webby and Violet decide they need more clarity and resume the seance.. which summons mysterious white shadow creatures Lena saw before.. .some now taking Magica’s shape. And Lena’s panicked “Oh not again” says it all. So Lena tries the tried and true bedsheet ghost cliche, grumbling about it but showing up as a ghost without any abillity to speak or talk to webby dosen’t do anything and Violet tackles the sheet before deciding to grab the amulet to dispiate the spirit.. only for Lena to show up for a breif second before she does show making the panicked child look incredibly supscious. 

Webby naturally tackles and interrogates Violet wanting the full story. And it turns out the big secret is.. Violet is entirely normal. Nothing to do with Magica, no possesions or secretly being her or a minon of hers... she was just a logic obsessed 12 year old who thought magic was a myth.. until the Shadow War proved “Nope it’s real everything you know is wrong. Up is down black is white and short is long”. She just happened to be close to the bin and found the amulet when the remains of the staff fell near her and compacted back into it. 

It’s a brilliant reveal. See first watch around your genuinely unsure if Violet is a real person or not.. unless you went in knowing she is, but semantics. Point is most first time viewers didn’t know she’d be a beloved member of the supporting cast and didn’t know what to expect. But looking back... it makes no sense. If Magica had the amulet.. why would she need to infiltrate the mansion. Revenge? Possibly but she’d want Scrooge there too. Even being evil on her own Violet had valid opportunity to pilfer Webby’s magical items, she has an entire box of magic rocks right there and then simply zap her with the amulet. But she didn’t.. because Violet is a person.  When she DOES use it she’s utterly terrified, and we can see her breathing heavy, scared.. something Magica has NEVER been of Lena. To Violet it was just a ghost. Webby hadn’t told her about lena and any information she had about her was second hand from newspapers and the like. 

Webby is sympathetic, as Violet’s feeling of being sheltered from this greater world naturally resonates and while Lena is still supscious, having reincorperated, it’s clear Webby trusts violet and simply dosen’t want to loose another friend to magic. Here trying to hide it now takes another tone.. she knows Lena was behind it.. but is so afraid of it consuming violet the way it did Lena, she forgets almost ALL of the weird magic stuff in sleepovers was magica’s manipulation, and that Lena died because her creator was a monster, not because of magic. Magic is not inherently good or bad, it just is, and that will come back as a theme in a few episodes. It allowed Magica to ravage the town and kill Lena.. but it allowed Lena to exist in the first place and while the terrible events with Magica clearly shook her.. it also shook violet out of her complacency and got her to research a world she never would’ve considered. Good can come from bad. 

And it’s with this in mind that Violet.. does not give up. She’s stayed in her box enough.. and now she knows the spirit is a friendly one.. she figures they can bring Lena BACK using the amulet. After all it was lena’s and the source of her powers.. it might be the key to reiviving her. And while Lena, if invisibly as always, remarks it’s dangerous.. Webby, with no hesitation agrees to get her girlfriend back. It’s risky sure.. but what Lena hasn’t gotten is she’s WORTH the list. She’s so full of self loathing from both her manupations of webby and Magica’s gaslighting and abuse that she can’t see herself being worth anything even as Webby spent MONTHS trying to save her, clearly still loves her, and only didn’t want violet getting hurt because she misses her.  Webby still loves and needs her for who Lena is.. Lena just can’t it and it hurts to think about that. 

So the girls once again try to summon Lena and it starts to work.. but also summons the Tulpa’s back... this time taking Magica’s form and causing a suspcious lena to panic.. and suck both of them into the shadow realm. We get the reunion we’ve been waiting for as Webby tackle hugs her happily.

But it’s soon cut short as Lena still thinks Violet is just manipulating Webby, lying to her and that “she’s mine!”

For the record Joss Whedon sucks, not taking that out on Anthony Stewart Head  or the guys who actually wrote the episode. Moving on. 

I feel Lena’s jealousy comes from the aformentioned self loathing, mixed with a life of having to live just to surivive at the beck and call of a throughly awful person who didn’t consider her a sentient being worthy of anything especially love. She can’t fathom anyone else loving Webby the way she does because she feels once webby has anyone else.. she won’t need her. It’s toxic and wrong.. but it’s easy to see why that’d happen when sh’es only had one healthy relationship. She barely knows the boys, Beakly only grew to tolerate her and she was only friends with Scrooge for like.. a minute. Webby is the only person she knows, loves and trusts and she just can’t risk loosing that and can’t convince herself to share. 

In a realistic scenario Lena would have to simply learn to trust and let her girlfriend have other relationshps and that hogging her all to herself is inhernetly toxic and bad. And while she still does we’re talking about a living pile of shadows smooching a clone, so yeah instead the tulpas come out and drag her off..and take Lena’s form. While Lena tries to blame Violet, Violet has absolutley none of that and makes Lena see the hard truth: Lena is so worried about being forgotten, she created the tulpas by accidnet. As I said her power is raw and unfocused.. so she didn’t do it on purpose nor did she realize how toxic she was being. This finally snaps Lena back to reality, and see Violet geniunely cares about Webby and any ulterior motives were just in her head, so the two agree to work together, using a similar chant to the one from Jaws to destroy the Tulpas and save Webby.

So the shadow realm is disapated and our trio are returned to the human world.. but Lena, not being part of it and no longer having a tether.. starts to disolve, with a really heartbreaking scene of Webby holding her hand, as does violet. But.. then a miracle happens. Since the Bracelet was Lena’s link to Webby, and to her own magic, with it and the amulet close by.. both swirl around Lena, and the power of love.. for a new friend and a first love... revivies her. Mist parts.. and we get one heartwarming sign that after all this time  “I’m back?!” Lena is confused.. but once again part of this plane of reality. She’s free and WEbby triumphanthly hugs her with Violet joining in. By letting go of her hate.. Lena returned to who she loved. They also run into the end of the other subplot and Launchpad’s casual hey lena is just great. 

So our heroes are reunited and doing horror makeup and I really love Webby’s updo here and wish more works fan nd otherwise used it. WE get a final fakeout as Lena seemingly disovles and Violet reveals herself as magica.. only for it to be a prank and Webby to just be glad the love of her life and her new best friend get a long. We get one last hearwarming image and we close out.. with Lena finally having what she always wanted freedom. And while she may not know it yet in accepting violet.. she’s finally found family. More on that in a few weeks. 

Final Thoughts: This episode is excellent. It’s not the best of the Lena arc, that comes next and it does drag once or twice.. but overall it’s a really great character piece, with a nice ballance betwen the tense main plot and the funny and goofy subplot. It adds more to Lena’s character, finally brings her back, while giving us a new and throughly fascenating new character to rave about in Violet, as well as giving Webby her own personal squad. It’s a great episode.. and only leads to a better one. But we’ll get to that in a week or so. First we have a bit of a detour and my plug. 

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Next Time on Shadow Into Light: We take a break from the last two Lena episodes to go to one of her sources as we head back to Ducktales 87 with Magica’s Shadow War! I know almost nothing going in so... Shadow betrayals and stuff? Yay?

Tommorow: It’s Fenton’s birthday! And since i’ve done a LOT of ducktales recently and can’t do super ducktales till I hit my next stretch goal at 25 bucks, we’re going back to ST Canard at long last for Gizmoducks second apperance.. which can’t possibly be worse than the first so i’m excited. Let’s get dangerous tommorow!

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How do Neko and Mondo's groups react when the idiots finally get together? (and how proud of himself is Kokichi?)

Hi!! Oh they are all absolutely ECSTATIC! And you bet Kokichi is HELLA proud of himself! Mondo and Nekomaru pretty much have the same friend group, so I’ll be mainly focusing on their reactions to them denying any chemistry leading up to their first official date. (And Kokichi’s lol). I will also briefly mention everyone else’s reactions too! Thank you so much @artychaild for the ask! Hope you enjoy!

Idiots In Love

“Weeeeell… waddya say to your little elf helper, Bossman?”

“Fuck off.”

“Actually, it’s pronounced ‘thank you,’ but I’ll take it!”

Kokichi happily skipped away from Mondo, glancing back at the now bashful biker. Satisfied with another job well done, he returned to his locker, grabbed all his books, and headed to his first class where he would tell Kaito, Shuichi, Maki, Korekiyo, and everyone else in his class. Despite how annoyed most of his class was with him and his methods of problem solving, they were all excited to hear the news and started placing bets on who would be the first to confess. Kirumi was especially excited for Mondo and Nekomaru’s relationship to start and sent her group of friends a group text as to what has happened (excluding Mondo and Nekomaru of course).

Meanwhile, Taka, Leon, Akane, Hina, Sakura, Peko, and Fuyuhiko had all coincidentally checked their phones at the same time and were absolutely beaming! As they were spamming texts of excitement and questions of whether the boys were official or not, their teachers glared at them and sternly asked them to put their phones down (Taka was internally panicking, of course. He had never gotten in trouble like that before).

Hina and Sakura were the first ones to talk to Mondo about Nekomaru’s thoughtful gift, for they had 2nd period PE (Gym Class) with him. Mondo practically gushed about how much of a big ol sweetheart Nekomaru was, and how amazing of a person he was the entire time they did their warm up stretches. And as the class separated into groups of 3 to play basketball, Hina finally asked THE question after Mondo’s gushing.

“Soooo… when’s the first date?”

“Huh? Oh, uh… nah, it ain’t like that…”

“What?!”

Both Hina and Sakura expressed their shock to him the entire time they were shooting hoops, while Mondo calmly told them that they were “just friends” and that Nekomaru was way out of his league.

During 2nd period Literature (for half of Class 77), Akane, Peko, and Fuyuhiko kept nudging Nekomaru about how happy he made Mondo feel, to which he was happy to hear. As everyone else in the classroom took turns reading each paragraph from the book, Hamlet, Fuyuhiko eventually asked him about when they would make it official.

“Oh… um… I don’t really know about that… I think we’re just friends right now…”

“Ex-FUCKING-cuse me?!”

“Kuzuryu! That kind of language isn’t allowed in this classroom!”

“Gah! S-sorry sensei!”

The teacher just glared at him as he profusely apologized. Akane and Peko just looked at Nekomaru, shocked by what he said.

“Do you have any idea where we are in the story?”

“O-of course!”

“Alright then. Read from where we left off.”

“Okay…. Um…. A-alas! Poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio—”

The entire classroom burst out in laughter as the teacher told him that they were well past that part. Then, she noticed Peko and Akane whispering to Nekomaru about how it didn’t make sense for he and Mondo to “just be friends.”

“Pekoyama! Read from where we left off!”

“W-what?!”

After they were all humiliated in Literature class, Akane and Hina complained to Taka and Leon in text about how Nekomaru and Mondo just saw each other as friends on their way to their 3rd Period class.

Mondo was immediately greeted by annoyed glares from Taka and Leon in their 3rd period Algebra class.

“Um… hey guys…”

“We need to talk.”

“Taka, if this is about the whole Byakuya thing, didn’t you just say you weren’t gonna yell at me bout that?!”

“No, it isn’t. Please, have a seat.”

Mondo was then met with a million questions from both the boys about how he only saw Nekomaru as a friend. Mondo rolled his eyes at his annoyed friends and tuned them out by putting his earphones in, annoying his friends even more.

Throughout 5th period Lunch, Taka, Leon, and Akane tried to subtly irk them into confessing to each other. But no matter how hard they tried, the boys just couldn’t get their hints! At this point, Taka questioned why he was friends with a couple of idiots.

These idiots were in love. And their friends KNEW they were in love, which only aggravated them more!

So throughout the ENTIRETY of Christmas Break, they tried their hardest to get them together. First, Kirumi invited the two boys to see the winter middle school play (which was perfect, since “Almost, Maine” was a collection of short romance stories in one play). They agree to go support their friend (they were planning on going anyway) and come to the Hope’s Peak Middle School Theater Building on the Friday night before break officially started, which was Opening Night. Kirumi’s plan was to get them to kiss each other during the romantic scenes. That plan had unfortunately failed, for every time she took a subtle glance at them as she was on stage, she saw no kissing. Even when she was offstage for a good while and had time to look at them more, there was still no kissing. Even when the entire cast and crew came out on stage to bow at the end…. Still. No. KISSING!

As Kirumi ranted to her friends about failing to get the two to kiss, they all decide that it was much too early for them to be in the kissing stage of their relationship. So the friends move on to Plan B. Taka and Leon’s plan. They both invited Nekomaru and Mondo to go on a double date with them to a cafe. They had gotten Fuyuhiko and Peko to secretly come so that they could spy on the two from afar in case Taka and Leon were away from them. Their plan was to get them to confess to each other if they saw a romantic relationship right in front of them. But throughout the whole date, even when Taka and Leon left the two alone for a while, there was no luck.

Their third attempt was Sakura and Hina’s idea. Rather than a double date, they decided to get the two to go on a blind date. Hina placed a note in Mondo’s mailbox while Sakura placed a note in Nekomaru’s mailbox. However, the plan immediately failed once the group receive texts from Mondo and Nekomaru talking about a strange note they got in the mail. Hina and Sakura made the unfortunate mistake of making the notes anonymous, for both the boys expressed discomfort about doing what the note said. They all went out to a restaurant as a group of friends instead that day.

Their final attempt was Fuyuhiko, Peko, and Akane’s idea. They all went out to the park that day, where there was plenty of snow. They were all just talking for a bit, then Fuyuhiko and Peko got up and challenged Mondo and Nekomaru to a snowball fight (or a “Couples Winter War” as Akane referred to it). Their plan was to create some sort of romantic chemistry between the two boys where they’d both get fired up with revenge if the other would be hit, hoping to get the boy who was still standing to loudly confess his love while furiously throwing snowballs. (It worked with Fuyuhiko and Peko, so surely it would work for Mondo and Nekomaru!). Instead, Mondo was not only hit by one of Peko’s snowballs, but he also stepped on a patch of ice and slipped, causing him to comically fall backwards and land on his backside. This sent Nekomaru into a laughing fit as he helped Mondo up, who was also dying of laughter. This frustrated Fuyuhiko as he launched another snowball, hitting Nekomaru. He didn’t seem to notice though, for he was still laughing along with Mondo.

By the time Christmas Break was over, the group of friends give up on egging the boys on and accepted the fact that their friends were complete idiots oblivious of their feelings for each other. That is, until the end of the school year where Mondo and Nekomaru (separately) finally told their friends that they have a crush on the other. They were so ecstatic to know that both sides had a thing for the other, but decided to take a step back from egging them on and let them confess to each other on their own terms. And you can BET that the friends have a little celebration at Akane’s house with a crap ton of food after Mondo asked Nekomaru out!

Word traveled fast around Classes 77, 78, and 79 and they all congratulated both the boys about their first official date. Some even started placing bets as to when they would have their first kiss!

Although, Kokichi likes to think that without his “help,” Mondo and Nekomaru probably would’ve never gotten together. And so, once he heard the news about Mondo and Nekomaru being official, he smiled to himself in satisfaction.

‘You did good, Ouma. You did good.’

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