#( % musing . )

[redrosedaddy]

Specifically work plans. No, I am not lonely why do you ask?

i cancel plans to spend time with me

[st-just]

I've joked in the past that I like fanfic as long as it isn't, y'know, fanfic. Having tried to read some random fics for the biggest ships on Ao3, I think the more principled way to put it is that the degree I'm likely to enjoy fanfic is almost exactly inversely proportional to the degree it feels like it's part of the whole fandom culture gift economy inside jokes meta-fandom memes and tropes etc complex people on here tend to wax romantic about. Which is a pity, really.

[incorrectsmashbrosquotes]

People like to romanticize the relationship between Zelda and Link in a whole “destined reincarnated soulmates” kind of way, but am I the only one who thinks it would be more interesting if Link didn’t love Zelda?

Like, think of it. Hylia is a Goddess, basically Hylian Jesus, and she loves this mortal man. A hero who stepped forward to defeat a Devil in the world’s hour of greatest need. But, he didn’t do it for her, he did it for the World. Even when he binds his soul to the Triforce, locking himself in an endless pattern of reincarnation with her against the Devil Demise, it’s not because he loves her. He loves Hyrule and its people.

But that’s okay, maybe in the next life they can be?

But it isn’t. Over and over, Hylia becoming Zelda, Link doesn’t love her. He loves Hyrule. He loves to dance to its music and ride its fields and wants to preserve it against the threat of Demise. He loves different women each time, and sometimes it is Hylia’s reincarnation, but they’re never the core of his heart.

It’s always Hyrule that he loves. From it’s savage and arid deserts to the cold and harsh tundra, he loves it, and steps forward to save it each time.

Duty, he calls it. Responsibility and Purpose, but Hylia/Zelda knows the truth. He’ll never love her the way she wants him to.

Hyrule will always be Link’s first and greatest love.

[ectoentity]

Danny's Not OP

So, there's a lot of fics about Danny being super OP compared to heroes in the DCU and the heroes are kind of overwhelmed about it. But what if that's not the case?

The Justice League deals with Kryptonians, and Martians, and Tamaranians, and other aliens with crazy powersets, not to mention magic users and gods. Highly varied powersets might not be the norm, but it's not unheard of.

So what if Danny, from a universe with no other superheroes, goes to the DCU. Maybe he tries to pretend he's less powerful than he is, or he gets in trouble and thinks it'll be easy to slip away. And instead of being caught off-guard by how powerful he is, the DC heroes just take it in stride. It's no big deal. Yeah, he can turn invisible and pass through things. So can Martians. Kryptonians have frost breath. Starfire has hand beams that are a lot like ectoblasts. Danny's not any more powerful than they are.

How would Danny react? Would he be relieved that he was among people with similar powers, or weirded out by it?

[loonyloopylupin96]

Was Remus' boggart always the moon, or did it only become that when he no longer had to fear losing everyone he loved?

[mythtakens]

Eddie + looking away from Buck

[redrosedaddy]

I will pretend I don't see this.

[apomaro-mellow]

senior home steddie where steve often hits on the ravishing gentleman who always sits near him. Eddie tells him he's married and Steve asks if his husband can fight. Eddie always answers no with a smile that's much too fond for strangers.

[faithtrickedhope]

Thunder, bring her through the wringer Show her I'm the judgement call The one who makes her kingdom fall!

his own daughter by the way. he says this to his own daughter before he lands a blow so powerful ares questions if she’s even alive. his own daughter! he taunts with the same words he uses against mortals! because she’s aligned herself with one and zeus cannot let that go unpunished. i’m so unwell about this dynamic

[creaturecommandos]

MAWS clark has me so devastated actually because he’s so kind, he’s so full of love for earth and all the people who care about him and it’s his biggest fear that he is a weapon. lois and jimmy are scared for him to see the hologram with the other, evil supermans because they just know that it would break him. they know it themselves it’s his worst fear to be a weapon! to be capable of such hurt! gosh, he just wants to save people, that’s all he wants

[rippedlovelines]

the merits of the twinyards learning to show their love for each other in slow stilted actions r a lot. for me. to me. little things. aaron buying andrew his favorite sweets because he remembers his picky eating tendencies; andrew throwing a blanket over aaron passed out in the living room after pulling an all-nighter. opening up more during their sessions w bee, angry accusations n cold statements melting into talking abt hurts n what shaped them growing up which becomes even conversation n learning abt each other more ( to bee’s not so small delight.)

the glares n perpetual scowls aaron once wore in andrew presence turn into smth more knowing n relaxed. he thinks one day he’ll be able to forgive andrew for tilda’s death; knowing the reasons behind it now, how andrew did it for his sake. (when he tells andrew that he thought he was going to die, during the days he was locked in that bathroom, his voice is raw. andrew’s face shutters. then, he says in what is possibly the closest thing to regret aaron has ever heard from andrew, “If I could make what you experienced during that time less painful, I would.” n really what’s done is done n there’s no going back, but aaron needed some sort of closure, smth, anything ! so he turns away n tries not to shake from all the emotions of what he’s feeling. andrew sits there n waits for him to return to normal.) andrew begins to make eye contact w aaron, he stops looking thru him—choosing to acknowledge his existence, instead. he sees how aaron is making an effort, clumsily attempting to prove that he isn’t letting andrew go, in spite of everything. (“ I’m not going anywhere. I hate you, but I’m still not going anywhere.” aaron says defiantly during one session where andrew said smth abt aaron going on his merry way after graduation. it shocks andrew. he stills suddenly n it’s v hard for him to look away from aaron’s blazing eyes. “Do what you like.” andrew replies stiffly. it’s acceptance n permission wrapped up in one.)

they learn how to mend the fragments of their broken past so they can both move forward. aaron releasing his resentment of andrew slowly but surely. andrew allowing himself to think of aaron as more than someone who will disappear one day, someone permanent in his life. they talk to each other !!! they meet up to do things—in complete silence sometimes, with small comments here n there in other times. after graduation, andrew goes to play on the east coast while aaron does med school elsewhere. it’s a big change. it’s difficult, often times. aaron will look next to himself with words on the tip of his tongue, then realize andrew is not around. andrew will look behind him as he traverses the streets of nyc, hand outstretched as tho to hold onto smth, a shirt perhaps, forgetting that aaron is not there.

But!!!

the two of them call each other once a year,month, week— the occurrences gradually becoming more n more frequent. 3 years pass by. andrew is in town for a game. afterwards, he meets up w aaron for a drink. it’s quiet. not uncomfortable. they take each other in n note how separation n time away has made the other different. aaron is in a good mood , hair shaved close down, face full, n nothing like the raggedy n hollowed boy andrew met years ago. aaron in turn observes how andrew’s eyes r half-lidded w smth one would call happiness if it were anyone else, but it’s js content for andrew; his arms tattooed beneath his armbands, n a looseness to his shoulders that aaron could not have ever believed andrew to posses once upon a time. after some small talk n a small congratulations from aaron for andrew’s team win, andrew slips a piece of paper out of his jacket pocket n shoves it at aaron, face blank. it’s a new team contract. it’s in the same city as aaron’s med school :) aaron decidedly does not smile, but sources say his lips quirked up a bit. they order cheesecake. everything is fine. they r brothers. they walk out together.

[inthedarktrees]

Julie Newmar

[st-just]

Always very funny to go from tumblr culture (Harry Potter basically, like, anathemized) to coworkers or relatives just casually bringing it up with zero idea about why the franchise would even be controversial. Unironically one of the bigger bubbles I forget I'm in.

[lady-crowned-with-stars]

@ofholocenemuses This low-key makes me think of our muses 🥰

[library-fae]

i see posts about people saying you shouldn't say "going nonverbal" or use the term nonverbal if you arent always nonverbal and it makes me feel like yall forgot about variable disabilities

ambulatory wheelchair users exist

chronic pain doesn't always make people immobile every single day (depending on the person)

so why cant being nonverbal also be a spectrum, much like so much of autism is?