#<- hardly. whatevr

[999moreyears]

ok last thing NOW im going 2 bed . gn slimehalo nation from slimehalo ceo

[dykefever]

interested to hear your perspective on this. what do YOU think makes a fic become popular in the r/s fandom. because there are many many fics and most of them go unnoticed. what do you think makes for a popular fic in general & in the r/s fandom in particular?

hi hello this got a bit long so all under the cut xxx

i’ve been thinking on this question a bit and i feel like this is kind of a tricky question to ask because it IS mainly down to chance !! but i want to make a distinction between viral fics and just generally popular ones because the first is very much down to random chance and a few other factors — these fics tend to be plot heavy + long + high drama and angst. they read more like novels i think? but most fanfiction isn’t like that (i mean i don’t personally write anything like that!!). for me meaningful engagement with my fic didn’t necessarily mean i had accrued heaps of hits but occurred rather when i had a tumblr where i was making friends + posting about my fic and posting snippets etc. and interacting with people in the comments of my fic and on tumblr. i’ve pretty slowly just gained a reader base from that and over time the fics have been read and ppl come back to read my other ones ?? i guess!!

i think it also helps to have someone read over your work just to check for grammar and spelling + plot holes etc. because those things can have people clicking off a fic for sure. also tagging thoroughly and accurately on ao3 is really helpful so people can actually find your fic. in my experience the best thing you can do is write a story you really love + enjoy writing and have fun with because that’s when you write your best and people will see that in the story and writing…. and there’s like hundreds of very similar fics (i’m thinking lie low at lupin’s etc etc) so just… write whatever don’t worry about being original or whatever.

idk i’m curious what other people have to say about this because there’s a trend that i haven’t seen as much in other fandoms for fics to become ‘viral’ through twitter and tik tok (i mean atyd is like the most read fic on ao3 right?? or one of them??) and i think it’s really skewed people’s perception of what is typical engagement with fic (which tends to be small and perhaps builds over time) and what the purpose of posting is all about. writing should be about your own enjoyment and hopefully people get some out of it too. obviously it’s hard Not to want people to read and like and comment on your work but posting with that as the main hope in mind is just gonna be pretty miserable i think!!!!

[atroph1k]

having online friends whose main interests are the things that annoy the fuck out of you is one of the hardest jobs in the universe

[chaifootsteps]

I also have a feeling about Brandon. Despite his immaturities he seems more mature or more flexible than Vivzie, like he actually understands how everyone has their thing and it doesn't have to Be All Hellaverse 24/7 365 Days A Year Forever. Here's my tin-foil hat theory prediction whatevr you wanna call it: he'll eventually start to want to do his own thing, if he hasn't already, and it'll be a slow break away where he steadily stops being involved with HB... He stops writing (might've already,) steadily stops being part of HB's creative process, attends less HB-related events, until his only remaining connection/attendances are related to voicing Blitzo. (As a bonus: he might even get busy/pre-occupied enough by other things that aren't Hellaverse related to the point that he's hardly even talking to or hanging out with Vivzie anymore.) All that causes tension that makes Vivzie start to act coldly or shit-talk Brandon becuz she "thought we were gonna be in this together forever now he's betraying me like everyone else" or something. Their friendship slowly fades until all Brandon is doing is collecting a paycheck or being professional by continuing to voice Blitzo, and Vivzie steams over it in private while being sweet to his face. Now if any of that happened I doubt we'd hear about it. It could be a slow personal implosion we never hear the dirty details about, it could blow up and become a huge thing if Vivzie makes it public or someone she vents to does. But Brandon doesn't seem like he'd ever make a scene if something happened, but you never know, sometimes the people you least expect to blow up wind up blowing up the loudest.

Oh, Brandon's always had his own thing that he does. He was an internet name people recognized before Helluva and he's got his own thing now, and hasn't written for any of the episodes of season 2.

I kind of feel bad speculating on how their friendship might potentially crumble because at least for right now, it seems like one of the more sincere ones she's got. But that said, I think if things do go bad for them, it's going to happen when/if Helluva continues to decline and Vivzie gets increasingly tense about it.

[dwtdog]

its really fucking later for me but whatevere id just finishes a long shift

I think it was bfa who was talkng abut what dt taste I have synethesai

Dream- Voice tastes like cherry, how he looks smells like vanilla

George- Tastes and smells like black current

Sapnap- Doesn't have a taste or smell, but how he looks has a colour which is this really faint tangy pink that tastes like tomato but is hardly noticeable I have to really look at him for a momENT TO NOTICE IT

WHEN DREAM FIRSY FACED I KEPT GETT HEADACHS FRM HOW STRING HE SELLS, LIKE HE STINKS I JUST REALISED IM USING CAPSLOCK IDONT CARE ITS LATE AT NIHT I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP OR WHATEVR. ITS NOT A BAD SMELL LIKE IVE MET SOME PEOPLE WHO ARE REPULSIVE BUT HES JUST THAT STRONG IT WAS THE FIRST THING I NOTICED ABOUT HIM. ITS LIKE A DEFINNG FEATURE FOR HIM, NOT MANY PEOPLE ARE LIKE THAT FOR ME GOODNIGHT

~OZ

woah this is so cool :0 i can’t believe ur calling dream stinky though 😔😔

[the-cheese-ever]

whatevr ill give it a go im bored

1. what are u a cop

2. idk just use whatever pronouns u want 4 me idc

3. pan :)

4. somewhere around europe iirc

5. toh, project sekai, ddlc, omori, and uhhh been hyperfixating on madoka magica so that one yeah

6. the sun

7. if its a really big one. like a HUGE bug

8. back when fnaf was a hyperfixation of mine i made animations of about fnaf in some stick figure animation app, but then my parents wanted to see them so i just deleted the app and stopped doing them cuz i didnt want my parents to know i liked fnaf

9. fuckin blue. next question

10. ive seen too many beautiful things in my life to pinpoint one exactly, but i saw a cool bird the other day does that count

11. start browsing the internet at a very young age

12. cant remember oops either everyones smarter than me or im used to hearing stupid shit by now

13. i mean rn its And I’m Home - wowaka

14. i like cheese and also funy cat pic i had on my phone

15. never had one. just thought id figure it out at some point. and u know what i was right i eventually figured it out i was so smart

16. i just wanna chill and make art man

17. hardly know ro

18. one of my life goals currently

19. im a boring bitch when it comes to food sorry

20. i mean yeah???? of course???? what do i look like???? trans rights yeahh!!!

“I just came from r/196” ask game

Saw another post. I think I should invite y'all to one of our longstanding traditions. Answer the questions then tag 10 (or more) people. I'll go first.

Name? Frankie

Pronouns and gender? he/they/it, transmasc

Sexuality? Lesbian

Country? USA

Top 5 fandoms? Bungou Stray Dogs, Cosmere, All for the Game, Fundiesnark (not a series but I'm too deep in it to not consider it a fandom), .....the tornado fandom? (they're my special interest)

What is your Most forbidden snack? The preserved bones at the Atlanta Bodies Exhibition. They looked so crunchy...

Would you pet a bug? If it's big enough, it is pettable.

Share a weird fact/story about yourself with the class. I like to drive around rural areas and photograph old, sometimes abandoned locations in the dead of night. I have been literally chased out of towns by foot and by car on two separate occasions. The second time this happened, "See You Again" by Miley Cyrus came up on shuffle and that's the soundtrack my friend and I tore out of town to. Also every "guy" I've dated except for my most recent ex (who has big egg energy) is a lesbian now.

What does the color blue taste like? Creme brulee

What is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? The appalachian mountains of Tennessee in the middle of summer. There's kudzu everywhere. On the backroads, there were several old, dilapidated Baptist churches barely hanging to the side of the mountain. I wonder how many of them were still in use.

What is the stupidest thing you've ever done? Short version: my friend's house almost got broken into by this dude who'd been stalking us for months while we were home alone. Instead of calling the cops, we decided to confront him with a bow and arrow (me), a hatchet, and a baseball bat (him). The plan was that if it went badly, we would simply throw his corpse into one of the many lakes in the neighborhood and let the alligators eat his remains (this was Florida). Why? Because we were afraid of having our home-alone privileges revoked. Luckily for us all, the guy fucked off and we never saw him again.

Stupidest thing you've seen/heard someone else do/say? My ex thought that Jackalopes were real. Also, a nurse I was doing rotations with apparently thought that "Witness Protection" was for Jehovah's Witnesses.

Hyperfixation song? Young Enough + Bleach by Charly Bliss

Is there any meaning behind your profile picture and/or username? Profile pic; I'm transmasc and I'm currently obsessed with TriStamp. Username; It was my fake internet name when I was like 13. I won't change it because I want my mutuals to recognize me, and because I do have a viral post associated with this name.

Dream career as a child? Doctor (funnily enough I'm now in nursing school)

Dream career as an adult? Professional Jester. Not a comedian. I just want to be some weird little guy who dresses silly and you can hire me to roast your boss at work parties.

Thoughts on cilantro? Delicious

Have you ever been banned from a location and if so, why? I honestly can't remember? Probably... but in recent memory I've mainly banned people from places.

What is your cursed food combination? Pineapple on a hotdog with grilled onions. It Slaps.

Trans rights? TRANS RIGHTS

Tagging: @rocket-mankoi @mostlymarco @atleast8courics @jazzlike39 @gemsweater72 @limbobilbo @ameliaaltare @redcrane112 @theoneofwhomisblue @twinkenjoyer @theultimatecarp and anyone else who wants to jump on

[miadolaan]

this ep of the walking dead was so lazy and dumb...why tf would you have a character leave a tv show...only to make movies in the same universe with the same character...like JUST KEEP THE CHARACTER IN THE SHOW

[beauleifu]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

This might not grace the date, but I'm writing this half an hour before midnight but to celebrate I got a little treat for you guys, hope you enjoy!

edit: aight i missed the deadline but HAPPY LATE HALLOWEEN

Consider this a make-up for not being able to update Heartstrings, I promise the next chapter will be worth it, but I'm just a tad busy at the moment to properly render it public <3

(we putting those onesies to good use here lmao)

EDIT2: this may have been a future scene in Heartstrings however this was mainly just for halloween, its just a side story but can be taken as whatevr you like

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SYNTAX X READER

Lego Monkie Kid

Context: It's Halloween baby, and you're lucky Syntax decided to play nice and let you dress him up. You're probably the only person he'd ever allow to expose him in that way, so you'd better not fuck this up. Unfortunately, you decide to be a brat.

CW: Language, light suggestive themes

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It's getting late.

You wait by the car with bated breath, eyes scanning for your partner and wishing he'd just materialize there. Unfortunately, Syntax is taking his precious time with the costume you'd picked out.

He's doing this on purpose.

You saw his smug smile before he vanished into the bathroom, caught the way his eyes flicked shamelessly over your figure.

Yes, he doesn't approve of your costume choice, but he certainly sees no problem in having you wear it. The green triceratops onesie is large and baggy, hardly complimenting your body but proving itself worthy in other areas - such as with pockets and a large, cute hood.

Ah, there he is.

Your eyes snap up as the spider demon strides outside, having been staring at the ground, lost in your thoughts.

With a careless eye roll, you wave him over. "Took you long enough."

"Apologies, but I had a difficult time getting past the ridiculousness of your fashion choice, darling," Syntax hums, giving himself a cool once-over before looking up at you. "What is it?"

You cock a brow, all mirth and no pity. "No need to apologize, Dino Boy. It's cute that you feel the need to, though."

"Are we on a tight schedule?" He deadpans.

Well, yes and no.

You are free to trick-or-treat anytime, but people normally close shop after 10 p.m..

Your glare shifts sideways, a fateful indicator of the half-truth in Syntax's statement. His smile merely grows fondly as he watches you start the engine and kick the car into gear. He loves getting on your nerves and reminding you exactly how much he adores the way you try and fail to comeback him. However, there's that infuriating bratty side to you that, although is no match for his wit, never fails to irritate him. It renders his thoughts utterly hazy, and perhaps that's the beauty of it.

You don't need smart comebacks. Your attitude gets you anything you want, and he knows you know it.

"Won't you drive?" Syntax says, gesturing to the open road.

You're staring at him, making goosebumps rise on his arms. But you see no problem in admiring how he looks, smiling wryly. "Sure. No harm in etching you permanently in my memory, though."

He grits his teeth. "Darling, we'll be late."

"You think we have to be on time for Halloween? Ha, maybe the costume does suit you. Dinosaurs have pea-brains, too."

"(Y/N)-"

"Aaaand we're off!" You say, tapping tunelessly on the steering wheel as you edge the gas pedal so suddenly it urges Syntax to grip the arm rest tightly. He sucks in a heated breath, sharp eyes going to glare at the smug smile painting your pretty little face.

Oh, he'll get you for this.

For forcing him into a humiliating outfit for an equally pointless event. For being a brat and making him look like a fool.

However, he's content to bite his tongue and sit back. He'll watch you drive silently, not just to admire your figure or to keep from distracting you, but to allow a plan to evolve. Revenge tastes sweetest on unsuspecting victims, after all.

You, on the other hand, are blissfully unaware of your partner's conniving.

Honestly, you're happy Syntax is doing this with you.

The two of you are heading to the most festive neighborhood in the city. They tend to leave the streets decoration-free until a few days before Halloween, though, to get the biggest reaction out of onlookers and trick-or-treaters. And boy, do they play their cards right. You've seen old posts on social media regarding Halloweens of the past, and a large portion is centered around the neighborhood you're driving to.

Syntax has no clue.

He, assuming he hasn't spoiled it for himself by scouring the internet, will be utterly blown away by the sheer creativity and raw horror of every house's decorations. He doesn't know about the screaming ghouls, the dolls that jump out at you, and the fog that gives scarers the perfect weapon; surprise. Sure, there are a few houses that host little to no decorations, but the ones that do are a marvel.

You spare a glance at your partner. He notices instantly.

"Looking sharp, dino dude."

Green eyes slide down his frame, weeding out the parts he doesn't like. "I look hideous. Onlookers will wonder if I've gone crazy. Are we there yet?"

"Heh, you must be really stressed," you tease, wearing a shit-eating grin. "This is the only day of the year where wearing crazy outfits is normal. Don't you know that? No one will think you're crazy unless you act like . . ." You give him a once over, unimpressed; "yourself."

Oh, he does not like your tone of voice. Amusement, directed at him? You might as well be burning his pride at the stake.

"I'm not stressed, I-"

"Also, yes, it's just around the corner," you interrupt, eyes glittering.

Syntax's breath hitches. He rewards you with a filthy glare, tempted to advance his unspoken warning by bringing out the spider enhancements. Unfortunately, the costume prevents that course of action, curse you and your rotten intuition. He sighs darkly. "That's the second time you found it convenient to interrupt me."

"Oh, is it really?" You feign shock, eyes big and apologetic. It royally pisses him off. "I'm really sorry." Your smile returns, and you drop the act while murmuring; "Wasn't much to interrupt, anyways."

"Hm? Care to repeat that?" Syntax says, forcing calm. You will not best him, not tonight.

Not even in that adorable onesie. Green. His.

You simply shrug, voice calm and innocent. Brat. "Nothing."

He contents himself with the citizens beyond the tinted car window. Eyes half-lidded, he observes their outfits, the silly costumes they'd chosen for this useless holiday. He could be doing something much more productive right now, like being nestled in the comfort of his workspace back home. You'd make him a cup of tea of coffee, settle in the padded chair he'd permanently borrowed from the furniture store. You'd fall asleep to the mechanical sounds of him tinkering, and after the long hours are up, Syntax would wrap you in a blanket and carry you to bed.

You were always quiet, exhaustion rendering you obedient. Syntax smiles to himself, hand going to grip his chin to conceal his amusement. Yes, you behaved when you were tired.

Perhaps he'll get the same result by running you ragged on this little event.

Approaching the outer edge of the neighborhood, you park the car and shut it off. With one last outfit inspection, you and Syntax hop out and meet at the front of the car.

For once, Syntax isn't looking at you.

He's momentarily distracted with the sights before him. You find yourself entranced at his obvious wonder, admiring the way his eyebrows jump up, lips parting slightly. "So? Was it as dull as you expected, or . . ?"

"Not dull, no. I wasn't expecting this."

"And you said Halloween is a silly holiday for childish shenanigans."

He catches the mockery in your tone as you step in front of him, expression challenging as you rest your weight on the balls of your heels. A mere eyebrow lift is your only reward. "I rest my case."

Syntax doesn't mind your heated glance, returns it even as you both begin walking the sidewalk.

Your hands are stuffed into your pockets (you'd also stuck your tongue out at him). "Don't you worry. I'll have you writhing in the grip of regret by the end of this."

"No need to talk about yourself so highly, darling," he quips.

Ah. Syntax feels before he sees you move. On your tip toes, you urge him to halt with a simple prod of your pointer finger against his sternum, hidden under a low-hanging tree. Bringing your mouth to his ear, you allow your tone to drop. "I know you don't hate the costume, Syntax."

The spider demon stiffens before he can stop himself, and he wishes he'd pulled the hood up to spear (Y/N) from this opportunity. "My outfit is awful. Of course I'd hate it," he grits out, focusing on a certain crack in the ground.

You hum musingly. "Wasn't talking about your costume."

Syntax's eyes flick wide in realization, at how you've clearly one-upped him. Seamlessly.

Before he can reply, you kiss his ear and exit his personal space bubble, your presence a mere ghost against his body. Of course, Syntax flushes deeply, fighting to suppress his pride. You're getting to be quicker on your feet. Now, you're all bright eyes and grabbing his hang, pulling him closer to his fate.

It takes a great deal of effort for Syntax to unclench his jaw.

He takes a deep whiff of cool air, blows it out steadily, and tries not to think about how small your hand is, clasped in his own.

Your first stop is a lovely house swathed in spider webs and tombstones. Feet stick up from the lawn, webbed corpses hang like cold symbols of doom along the house walls. But at the end is a shiny orange bowl in the lap of a stuffed scarecrow.

You fight a mischievous smile, nudging Syntax forward.

"Go on. Grab some candy."

The spider demon spares a glance over his shoulder, eyeing the families wandering the sidewalk. "Shouldn't we leave the cavities for the little ones?"

Harsh much?

You give him a harder shove, and he stumbles towards the lonely scarecrow sitting in the chair. "Nah, you'd much rather satisfy your sweet tooth."

Syntax frowns deeply, glad his expression is concealed from you, as you are indeed correct.

Grudgingly, he selects two candies and retreats.

"Happy?"

The grin you've been fighting this whole time promptly emerges, setting your face and cheeks aglow. "Oh, totally. I never knew snickers were your thing. Maybe you should eat one before we continue; you're not you when you're hungry."

Your little jibe makes Syntax want to smart-mouth you to death, want to spring his spider limbs into action and suspend you over the town.

But that would only be another win for you.

Adorable little brat.

Nose upturned, Syntax walks straight past you - but not before grabbing the back of your hood and yanking it roughly over your head. It renders you helpless and blind, and your hands shoot up to fend him off as you yelp impudently. The spider demon chuckles in obvious amusement, his gait now a pleasant stroll now that he's had his fun.

"Come now, (Y/N), I thought you were excited for this," he hums, watching you struggle to lift the hood. "Or do you give up?"

Your bright eyes spear him indignantly. "Fuck you."

"I'll take that as a no."

The next house presents the both of you with a whole different theme, this one stuffy with fog. You both curiously eye the garage doors, painted red with bloody handprints. An equally crimson trail leads to the bowl of candy positioned by the front door, almost hidden from view. Ominous figures guard the treasure, identities concealed with dark rags and cloaks. You're unable to deter whether or not they're real people, or just figures bought from the store.

Nonetheless, you're eager to let Syntax go first again.

"There you go, dino dude. There might not be much left, and I can always get some at another station," you say, feigning politeness. Your warm smile seals the deal.

Oh, oblivious, pretty little Syntax, unaware that his next course of actions will set his pride aflame.

The spider demon flashes you a cocky look, eyebrows raised at your display of kindness. To allow him first dibs, to forfeit what precious few cards you hold in this game you two are playing? He'll never let you live this down.

"You're too kind," he purrs in wicked amusement, striding confidently forward. The hooded figures remain motionless. "Don't worry, you won't regret-"

A shrill scream fills the air.

Syntax jumps back, eyes wide and arms raising to block the attackers. "Ohfuck-"

In the process of doing so, he drops the pillowcase - practically empty, but for future candy storing. One of the figures is responsible for Syntax's sudden movements, having rushed him at the last second, at the precise moment he let down his guard to fish out his choice candies. They were the ones who shrieked, and it even sent chills down your spine.

But a laugh bubbles in your throat, then a cackle, then you snort with amusement. "HA! Nice one, guys!"

Syntax straightens, wide eyes darting from you to the three figures who are suddenly moving, high-fiving each other and laughing among themselves. Breath somewhat uneven, he collects your pillowcase and tries to regain his composure.

Fuck.

That scared him. Or, well, surprised him. Damnit, he should've sensed something was off the moment you'd dropped the sass to let him go first.

He glares when you rush past him to get a high-five for yourself (not before giving him a shit-eating grin). Then, you grab some candy and part those devious lips of yours. "That was fire, guys. He totally deserved that, been acting like an asshole this entire time. He didn't even want to go out! Just wanted to stay home and tinker away . . . so thank you."

One of them laughs. "Damn, you put up with that?"

"I have to. He'd die without me," you say, slowly peeking over your shoulder to give Syntax the haughtiest, most self-satisfied smirk you've ever pulled off. It's almost impressive how badly you want to get under his skin.

After a few short rounds of useless small talk, you finally wish the hooded figures good luck and proceed down the driveway, chuckling to yourself. The spider demon spares no effort to give the scarers the filthiest look he can muster, but he's not sure they even noticed. He's already been reduced to a helpless hobo due to your incorrect recount of events. So a swift turn of the heel and he's catching up to you, heart still off-beat.

You are so. Fucking. Irritating.

At the next house, he casually grabs your arm. "Why don't you go first this time."

You don't miss a beat. "What, you scared, dino baby?"

"No. But I think you deserve a little fright this time around, don't you?" He fires back, cocking a challenging brow.

An amused hum. "We'll see."

Syntax watches you approach the trick-or-treat stand; a quaint blow-up attraction with skeletons and pumpkins lining the walkway. Arms crossing over his chest, he drums his fingers impatiently, eyes spearing the back of your neck. God, he wants you close to minimize the risk of getting lost, but the way your acting has him wanting to be as far from you as possible.

But he's supposed to be investing all his efforts into exhausting you tonight. To render you helpless and kind once again. His sweet, little angel.

Eyes widening, he watches as you retrieve some sweets.

No jumpscare.

No loud, voracious noises.

You return to his side (right where you belong), clean and free from panic or fear. Syntax merely stares down at you in surprise.

His obvious frustration and indignation has you smirking devilishly. With a light snicker, you grab his collar and tug him down to eye level, winking. "Nice try, dino baby. But the universe loves me."

With that, you reach behind him, snatch his hood, and tug it up and over his face.

Payback is a bitch.

Syntax stiffens at your movements, but his face is hidden by the triceratops hood. His face is hot as you raise a hand to cup his cheek. Your smile softens fondly, as you trace his jawline and duck to peek under the edge of the hood. "You okay under there? Thinking about giving up? 'Cause if the universe is on my side tonight, you're totally screwed. In the ass. Royally."

The spider demon contemplates your words, eyes on the floor. He doesn't pull away from your touch. "Perhaps . . . you may be right."

"See? Wasn't that hard now, was it-"

He suddenly lifts his head, green eyes flashing under the hood.

You stay quite still as he straightens slightly - just to have a fair amount of height over you - and looms over your smaller, fluffier figure.

"That may be so," he says, pausing to let the shameless wrath of his words sink in. "But the universe won't be able to protect you from the consequences of your actions. Tonight, in your bedroom. Royally," he finishes darkly.

Swallowing air, you offer a cheeky smile.

God, it's so fucking hard to combat him when he's like this. It has you sheepishly rubbing your arm.

"Maybe that's not a bad thing," you try, wanting to kiss him to stop his heated taunts. That should shut him up, as it's worked before whenever Syntax has the high ground.

However, a kiss is not what saves you, it's the citizens.

Syntax seems to realize them approaching and finally tears his eyes from your face to look around. Tonight shall be your night. He will discard any notion to combat your behavior and instead indulge in your silly antics. To secretly coax you into feeling safe and secure (it's more fun to surprise you than have you suspiciously awaiting his actions). Funny, how fast his itinerary shifts focus. But his own words have lit a spark, put a spotlight on an idea that will certainly have you back to your kind, caring self by the end of tonight.

So with a new plan etched in his mind, he bears down on you a warm smile that fills you with confusion.

"I believe we have houses to visit, my love."

You stare. "Huh? But what-"

All right, he'll bite. He's not even trying and you've suddenly lost the sass he's been brooding about all evening. "Worry not. You look darling in that costume and I would like for everyone to see that."

Syntax doesn't finish that sentence. He doesn't need to. You're his.

Perhaps having twin costumes shall reaffirm that. Curse you and your unintentionally brilliant ideas.

You offer a small smile. "Well, I'm glad you've come to your senses, spider dude."

He's the one to take your hand. "As am I."

[massive-head-ache]

Aunt and Uncles Meet Claire

So, yeah. How everyone is when they meet Claire?

Five is polite for once. He’s actually trying to interact with her and be nice and he doesn’t curse surprisingly. Claire thinks he’s really funny but a lot of the stuff he says goes over her head. 

Five is just about the most responsible out of all the aunts and uncles? It’s really surprising how paternal he can be, considering he’s usually really brash and hates human interaction. 

He hardly knows what he’s doing though. He just manages to stumble through it the best. 

Everyone just kind of expected Five to eventually get overwhelmed with Claire because kids take a lot out of you, no matter the age, but he’s patient for once. 

No one ever expected to see Five like this. Not even him. 

I guess I should mention that Five accidentally taught Claire the word shit. 

Allison was a little hesitant for Claire to be around Klaus, but Claire would finally meet everyone after apocalypse business is taken care of. At this point I headcanon Klaus to be sober, so he’s free to meet Claire and interact with her. 

SHE LOVES HIM. 

He’s so funny and flamboyant and will happily play dress up with her. 

Uncle Klaus might be her favourite

He spoils this kid as much as he possibly can. He’s trying to get his life together (to some degree) so he’s kind of short on money, but he’d happily take her to the park and play with her on the playset. 

He’s the best at playing pretend. He always makes it more interesting and brings on the best characters. 

Also, Klaus literally lets her eat anything she wants. Want cheetos and ramen for dinner? Heck yeah. 

Diego was really scary to Claire when she first saw him. But then he smiled at her and he was generally really quiet and calming

Also, Diego almost cried the first time he heard Claire call him uncle. 

He had a little pink pony plush to give her the first time they met and it made her so happy. 

Even if Vanya is beyond happy to read to Claire, she always wants uncle Diego to do it. She just really likes his voice, and the steady tone when he reads. He enunciates every word and points to the harder ones and asks her if she knows what they mean, and if she doesn’t he’ll explain.

Diego always teases her and asks if there's a boy in her life. Yeah, he’s that uncle. And he’s always saying how he’ll beat a boy up for her if he treats her wrong. 

Diego gives the best piggyback rides. He’ll just pick her up and sit her on his shoulders and take off running. She laughs the entire way. 

Claire has a habit of wrapping herself around his legs, too. 

Vanya at first was really hesitant to get near Claire. After what she did to Allison, she just felt it wasn’t safe for Claire to be near her. But Allison actually encouraged Vanya and eased her into it. 

Vanya cried the first time she got to hug Claire. Claire didn’t question it, just hugged her aunt around the legs harder. 

Vanya is actually Allison’s go-to babysitter whenever she has Claire and needs someone to watch her for a hot sec. 

Vanya loves to take Claire to museums and galleries and things.

Alternatively, Claire loves going to Vanya’s concerts. 

Also, Vanya will randomly show up and ask if she can take Claire to breakfast. 

Que a huge stack of pancakes slathered in syrup and whipped cream and chocolate chips at Griddy’s. Vanya legit only has a cup of coffee. She eats whatever Claire doesn’t because let me tell you is this girls eyes bigger than her stomach.  

Again, this is after the whole apocalypse business is dealt with, and for the sake of wholesome lets say Ben is alive again. 

Ben ALWAYS has candy for Claire. Like, he especially buys candy for her and keeps it around for the next time he sees her. 

He’s the one uncle that lets her do just about anything, well within reason, because he knows damn well how short life can be and already wants her to make the most of it. 

He inforces no bedtime, let’s her watch all the cartoons she wants, and let’s her make her glitter paintings on the dinning room floor. Of course he cleans it up later.

He often talks to her about what she wants to grow up and be, and encourages her to dream and go far in life. 

He always encourages pranks on everyone else. Let’s face it, Ben was the quiet kid, and never participated in their discrete prank wars. So now that he’s alive again, he wants to make up for all of that the most he can

He’s the advice uncle, too. He always has some life lesson to impart on Claire, even if it’s “Never eat ice cream before bed, except for right now.” or “Do whatevr makes you happy, Claire.”

Ben is the uncle that gives the most gifts. He’ll be out and see something and it’ll remind him of Claire and he’ll get it for her. He always has something to give her every time he sees her, besdies the candy. 

Both Diego and Klaus try to up him. Vanya makes sure to give thoughtful gifts whenever the time rises. Five panics. That’s it. 

Luther isn’t allowed to see Claire often. After what he did to Vanya, and after lying to Alssion at the theatre and fucking everything up, Allison just isn’t comfortable allowing Luther around alot. 

He savors any moment he gets with Claire, and Claire is more than happy to finally meet Spaceboy. 

He doesn’t know how to be paternal, let alone how to adult

So he wings just about every interaction and probably screws up a lot. 

He tries though. He tries.

[janiedean]

@nederys all of you guys kinda lost your shit but i don't think you're being consistent at all. you didn't go for it being misinformed or wrongly placed, just that it was "gross" bc it was "romanticizing" blabla, like if someone made a fic about ETA terrorists or whatever and i advocated censorship and asked for it not to exist. when you accept kink and RPF, you need to stand on that principle even when it's YOUR personal/national. shaming ppl into submission is the anti strategy and it doesnt actually convince anybody of anything, much literally if it's screaming in another language to the OPs. i didnt wanna reblog or anything but i was very unpleasantly surprised with how you guys handled the situation (and i say this bc i care and i know you value rationality, not to piss you off YOUR personal/national sensibility like if someone wants to write a fic 'romanticizing' tec bundy murders or a rape fantasy or whatever it's their field day just tag it properly, it's no different for a criminal organization as i see it. a piece of sexual fantasy or literary work is not a guarantee it's portrayed in an accurate way or that it's a moral endorsementj + I'll hear your argument on 'positive representation' so i'll take your word for now but it did really come of like "your evil porn is romanticizing evil irl so it should be censored". as for the bad taste etc thing - as long as the person in question doesn't find out i dont personally see the harm. other ppl getting second-handed distastefulness/offense about it is a slippery slope, bc again that quickly devolves into "ugh why you write about rape! / rpf! if you can write kink porn and you can do rpf (like i mean, what, we just tweak the hair color and the initials to make it 'fictional'?) - it follows you can write "distasteful" kink porn about rpf all you want. it's still fiction.okay in order

In order:

as I said in the other reply, people lost their shit because we’ve had this discussion for years and every time it happens SOMEONE (most likely american but not necessarily) shows yup informing us that since mafia in US english means generally organized crime and not THAT specific organized crime we need to chill and WHO CARES YOU’RE OVERREACTING. at some point there’s a limit to how much nice you can be when you’ve been trying nicely for years and people just dismiss you most likely also because you’re not poc enough to complain - again, when it happens with people who can fall into the POC definition doing this kinda stuff automatically means you’re racist, but with us it’s not even disrespectful? or recognized as potentially harmful? fine, we lost our shit, but it’s also not the first time it happens;

the point isn’t that they were making a fic about the mafia, but if we take the ETA terrorism similitude, it wasn’t ‘making a fic abut ETA’. it was, ‘we are making an RPF fic where we take a real living spanish actor who has a friend who died during an ETA bombing and we make him the commander of an ETA faction which plants a bomb in madrid’. I’d find it distasteful if it was about FICTIONAL CHARACTERS, but whatevr - it’s fictional. real people who are actually involved with those criminals on the other side? not so cool. and the fact that these people see nothing wrong with casting them as criminals for *the mafia* shows they have no idea of what they’re talking about and again, with fictional people you can try to ignore it (even if it irks me also because 90% of the time it shows a total failure of understanding the character just by casting them as mafiosi but never mind that’s my pet peeve), but real ones? who made a pro lgbt movie and are *allies* when a mafia killing actually was what kickstarted the creation of the hugest and first anti-homophobia/pro-gay lgbtq association in italy? like. that’s fucking with real people and honestly if I was the director and knew I’d feel personally slandered especially if I come from someplace where statistically everyone knows someone who’s been hurt by the mafia in the last fifty years if they weren’t themselves. like I had a friend whose father worked for the police and the antimafia division especially and lived in palermo back in the day and criminals did try to grab her out of her pre-school and they had to change cities VERY quickly after that, and I don’t even live in sicily. and she’s not even sicilian. it was twenty years ago when they planted bombs across the entire area and killed hundreds of people just in the 90s (comprehensive list). it’s not just WRITING FIC ABOUT THE MAFIA, which I could be relatively handwaving with if it was about fictional people and even then it irks me to hell and back, but real people? who make movies pro things that the mafia hates? really? and I have to hear ‘are you angry because you’re homophobes’? I don’t ask for it NOT TO EXIST, I’m asking a basic modicum of decency.

ted bundy vs mafia: ted bundy is ONE person and he’s been convicted and whatever. if someone’s personal fantasy is fucking ted bundy WHATEVER their problem. if THEY want to do the self-insert with real criminals whatever, idgi but if they’re aware of the implications whatever. the mafia is a bunch of people and they thrive on positive media representation and it’s such large scale that it fucks with this entire country on multiple levels (ad also other countries) and here you’re not using real criminals, you’re casting as criminals people who most likely have been hurt by that same organization. it’s a difference. and if you portray it as a nice organization where hey you help people bypassing the law and gay people are accepted it’s... just... not how it works.

rpf: I’m generally pro rpf as long as people don’t go to the actual real people and don’t harass them irl (which would make a lot of rpf shippers inappropriate) but like... idk if you were around in spn fandom at the time of the infamous j2 haiti fic, but if you weren’t, tldr: person sees the aftermath of the haiti earthquake on tv, thinks ‘well that’d make a perfect setting for my j2 bigbang fic’, writes an entire fic where jared and jensen go to haiti the month it happened, her artist makes art for it photoshopping those two over like... real pictures of real dead people and three betas don’t find nothing remotely cringy in this concept. the fic gets published. it gets slandered to hell and back and while I didn’t agree on assuming the author was a pre-trump (she most likely had no idea that stuff was kindaaa racist) and that she should have been educated, I’d like to presume that people would think thrice before setting a Romance Story TM on a background where when it was published people were still excavating corpses from the rubble. it’s about the same concept as the romantic mafia fic. but with the haiti fic anyone on tumblr would agree that it’s hardly appropriate, with mafia fic it’s just ‘meh shut up you’re whining’. also, while I do agree that jared and jensen, as famous people, signed up for this, too, I don’t really think using real people for this kind of thing is fair, educated or a favor to them. I get it’s all fantasy and so on, but at least use the fictional characters. I can imagine j2 wouldn’t be happy with knowing noncon fic where they’re protagonists exists, neither with the haiti fic, but the noncon is standard fandom kink and whatever and no one else is involved, the haiti fic DOES. and while the people in those pictures wouldn’t even know, if that’s what you jerk off to at least be aware that it’s not exactly tasteful. and the people mentioned had zero idea that jerking off to the *mafia* au is not tasteful and that the *mafia* is *not* random organized crime. no one would have a problem if they called them CRIMINALS or mob or whatever without using the specific mafia word, but they like it because AESTHETICS which 90% of the time aren’t even true because the godfather aesthetic is so NOT the camorra aesthetic it’s not even funny. and of course we shoudl educate people instead, too bad that if it’s about haiti they listen and if it’s about us, they don’t;

 kink: same as above but like, again, let’s always use the poor j2 guys. the j2 mafia au as above is absolutely ew to me but at least j2 are american and most likely didn’t grow up somewhere the mafia could kill their relatives or friends. guadagnino did. and whether he knows or not (HOPEFULLY HE NEVER FINDS OUT) it’s another level of disrespectful to take a guy who made a pro lgbt movie you liked and putting him in that scenario without being aware of it. and they don’t listen if you tell them. that’s the problem. I can be very tolerant, but good god at least hear people out on the subject. and if it concerns a situation that isn’t even old or a dead organization but one that’s thriving in the country still and fucks people over every day I’d like for these people to recognize that at least it’s something not cool and not just their jerk off fodder material. at this point do the GODFATHER AU, which is what they want anyway, stick with the american mafia and try to not give them positive rep, because this idea of the mafia as a cool thing plays a major role in actual mafia organization marketing themselves as a good thing and makes the work of people actually fighting them way harder. if no one thought it was cool, it wouldn’t have half the influence it has. but do I ever see mafia aus with cops or conflicted henchmen or the likes? nah. it’s all SAD ROMANTIC BACKSTORY WITH CRIMINALS. call it some other way. it’s not asking that much.

also: I am entirely down with mafia stories in media and stuff - again, I ove my sopranos and boardwalk empire and goodfellas and I actually do like the godfather when a lot of people here at this point hate it too, but none of those things make it look like it’s palatable to be in the mafia. people can jerk off to it I suppose, but at least they should be aware of that. lowering the bar, it’s why I get pissed at people passing jc as a healthy nice relationship - at least own up to your badwrong and don’t sugarcoat it. in this case they don’t even own up to the fact that it’s a real thing that hurts real people, never mind caring for the feelings of the people they’re fans of - I could jerk off to my rpf faves in anything but I’d like to know I’m not doing it to something they would loathe, and if you have to at least use the fictional characters as the jerk-off material. I mean I’d feel uncomfortable af using them as jerk-off material to something I know they as people would hate. obviously I’m pro write whatever you want, but I’m also pro ‘be aware of what you’re doing and know you’re possibly jerking off to things that are actually harmful to a lot of people and if you do and are cool with that whatever but at least try to not make it look as it’s a good thing’ while at the same time assuming that someone who tells you it’s not cool is doing it because they’re HOMOPHOBES when the mafia is the most homophobic organization in existence or close to it. we do need positive rep when it comes to mafia stories and we never get it.

like, final example: if I had seen one ‘steve rogers is a cop who wants to take down the mafia-like organization’ for every ten ‘tiny boss steve rogers and his russian henchman bucky are THE POWER COUPLE OF THE NY CRIME SCENE AND THEY KISS IN FRONT OF EVERYONE AND HELP THE WEAK WHEN THE POLICE SUCKS ASS’ fics I ran into it’d be lovely, but the point is that I’ve never seen one such fic even if it’s a lot more IC for steve rogers to take down criminals than being a criminal, and if you make people notice that nicely (which we did more than once) the usual answer is ‘go fuck yourself it’s just aesthetics the mafia doesn’t hurt anyone’ when it actually did, does and will do as long as they have means to, and since this recasting of canonically good characters as *mafia* henchmen who are happy to be there and not itching to get out just really makes pass the concept that the mafia isn’t really that bad I think I/we affected people have the rights to point out that it’s already a distasteful thing that people should at least read about before assuming it’s random organized crime that can be substituted for whichever worldbuilding they like, and if they don’t care for that fine, at least avoid involving real people who actually would loathe that irl in it or, if anything, at least recognize that it’s fucked up to hell and back. and none of the people in that thread had the grace to do that.

I mean, obviously if I had to take the choice between one such fic not existing at all but censoring stuff and it existing without censoring stuff I’d pick the latter even if I absolutely don’t like it, but what irks me and the other people involved in this debate is how nonchalantly people do these recasting assuming that they’re not romanticizing the thing (which they’re doing) and then don’t listen to others when they’re pointed out that they’re doing it and they should be aware.

like, again, I think the haiti fic was a thing that no one with some salt in their brain and a basic amount of decency should have published. someone did. they got criticized for it and it sprung a lot of discussion (including comparing it with a gen kill fic set in east timor during the war which actually did it right and so no one actually thought it was exploiting a tragedy or being in bad taste) and tbh I think that when doing fic about serious things you should at least read up on that. but the point is that these people don’t listen, haven’t listened for years and most likely will keep on not listening and sorry but seeing a person from palermo who shoots movies that would make any cosa nostra boss mad being recast as a cosa nostra/mafia sicilian boss who, if compared to a, uh, real life person who died recently would deal with people seceding from this organization by ordering to kidnap their children and have them dissolved in acid at the ripe age of nine is really goddamned distateful and hearing ‘so your problem is that they’re gay is that why you’re so angry’ as a response instead of reading it and thinking ‘damn maybe that was a bit out of line’ isn’t exactly that great.

especially because again, these organization thrive on people assuming they’re less bad than they actually are and we’re not talking about stuff that happened three hundred years ago - the kid dissolved in acid happened in 1996 and it’s hardly the last time something like that happened. it’s not a general crime organization, it’s a very specific one, and I’ll be fine with people jerking off to any italian stereotype in existence while I roll my eyes and be fine with it, but at least I’d like these people to know what they’re doing. and they aren’t. and they should be. and on top of that some positive rep where the mafia people are inherently bad and the good guys want to take them down would be nice. I do get that it looks like I’m being incoherent but I’m not saying they can’t do it, I’m saying they should show a minimum of consideration, and they aren’t. then no one’s stopping them from doing it of course but just the fact that they-won’t-listen kind of says a lot. :/ and when it comes to real people and real things it’s not just fiction and you should at least be aware of that.

[m-emoriam]

92 truths rules: once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. at the end, choose however many people you want to tag! tagged by @when-you-know​ :-* 

LAST… [1] drink: pepsi max [2] phone call: some random lady wanting to sell me something, idk [3] text message: my dad probably [4] song you listened to: sweet sugar swing by lyre le temps B)  [5] time you cried: probably yesterday lmao HAVE YOU EVER… [6] dated someone twice: yeah but it wasn’t a real relationship (i was 13 >_>) [7] been cheated on: maybe??? idk he kissed another girl while we were dating lmao [8] kissed someone and regretted it: yea lol [9] lost someone special: kind of?? he’s alive but. just haven’t seen him in 3-4 years [10] been depressed: not clinically, no. [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: nope B) LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: [12] blue [13] orange [14] yellow IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… [15] made new friends: yes!! [16] fallen out of love: i think so [17] laughed until you cried: yes [18] found out someone was talking about you: yea lol all the time  [19] met someone who changed you: yes :)  [20] found out who your true friends are: maybe [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: yea man GENERAL… [22] how many of your tumblr friends do you know in real life: two, but we don’t talk on tumblr??/ [23] do you have any pets: yess [24] do you want to change your name: no. but i want people to stop calling me beth >_> [25] what did you do for your last birthday: my friends bought me a cake and i ate it at school [26] what time did you wake up: 11 am [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: playing ratchet & clank on ps4 B) [28] name something you cannot wait for: graduation !!!  [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: last weekend [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: smarter!!! :( [31] what are you listening to right now: my friends talking in discord [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes [33] something that is getting on your nerves: a couple of my friends are being unnecessarily immature right now [35] elementary: not fantastic, not terrible. [36] high school: going well i think. went from as in year 8 to bs and cs in year 12 lmao [37] college: not yeett [38] hair colour: light brown??? who knows [39] long or short hair: short [40] do you have a crush on someone: not really a crush but i guess [41] what do you like about yourself?: my writing and art i think [42] piercings: got my ears done ages ago but they closed [44] nickname: eli/ellie [45] relationship status: kind of in a thing but i don’t want to put a label on it or have anything serious [46] zodiac sign: scorpio [47] pronouns: she/her [48] fav tv show: emmerdale, scorpion and please like me [49] tattoos: nopeee [50] right or left handed: left FIRST… [51] surgery: i’ve had my teeth out?? but [52] piercing: ear [53] best friend: her name is simone B) luv her [54] sport: sport?????? what is that???? never got into sport, but i’d like to play cricket [55] vacation: greece or turkey, not sure [56] pair of trainers: who knows lol RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: nothing [58] drinking: pepsi max [59] i’m about to: go to bed [60] listening to: my friends [61] waiting for: emmerdale in the morning [62] want: to not have to go to school tomorrow :( [63] get married: want to??? ye i guess [64] career: if this is a ‘want to’ again, astrophysicist WHICH IS BETTER… [65] hugs or kisses: kissessss [66] lips or eyes: eyes i think [67] shorter or taller: who cares lol [68] older or younger: older i guess ??  [69] romantic or spontaneous: neither ew [70] nice arms or nice stomach: TUMMY!!! [71] sensitive or loud: don’t care [72] hook up or relationship: i guess hook up [73] troublemaker or hesitant: whatevr HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger? no [75] drank hard liquor? yeah >_> [76] lost glasses/contact lenses? nope [77] turned someone down: yes [78] sex on first date? never [79] broken someone’s heart? hope so B) [80] had your own heart broken? maybe [81] been arrested? no [82] cried when someone died? yeah [83] fallen for a friend: yes ew DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself? yea i guess [85] miracles? nah lol [86] love at first sight? nope [87] santa claus? no [88] kiss on the first date? ye [89] angels? no OTHER… [90] current best friend’s name: uhh i guess storm is still my best friend, even if she’s ages away and we hardly talk  [91] eye colour: mine ??? brown [92] favourite movie: scott pilgrim vs the world or legend of the guardians

i tag…. no one! !! don’t think i have anyone to tag