#(if you ignore that fandom/characters are tagged after ramblings?)

[veggiesandwichpana]

#Like I imagine Achilles asking him “How is the love of my life?” #And Patroclus just goes “I don’t know I haven’t seen Deidamia recently” #I actually imagine Deidamia and Achilles to be friends#and I know some people like the Ship of Achilles and #but guys #realistically how many romantic teen relationships last into adulthood? #realistically

I have the headcanon that Achilles and Deidamia didn't love each other

They were simply horny teenagers with not enough parental supervision

Like I imagine, both Achilles and Deidamia being like 16 and saying "She's the love of my life, I want to marry her!!!" And "But Dad I love him!"

And then later when they're both 20, they cringe at the memory and realize that no, they were just teens and very horny

Bonus points if Patroclus makes fun of him for that lol

[pianapplez]

Hello there 👋👀,

So I just found your blog and had a lot of fun scrolling through all the pjo show crit😂 I couldn't help but notice that one tag you left on a post where you said you had some beef with Annabeth's portrayal in the books 👀 Would you mind elaborating on that if you're comfortable with it🙈? Because I absolutely share that sentiment, but it's sooo veeeery rare that I see other people express anything like it... I've found that trying to be a part of the fandom can be pretty alienating most of the time, if you're not exactly the biggest most devoted Percabeth shipper...😅 And often any criticism leveled at Annabeth just gets you a smack with the "internalized-misogyny" hammer... it's even worse in the tv show now due to... obvious reasons...

Again just if you're comfortable with answering of course🙈 There is a reason I stayed on anon after all...😅😂

Really glad you asked because i finally get to ramble about this heheheh (going forward, know that i skimmed over The Last Olympian to have a clearer sense of what I meant because that's the book where Rick fumbles her character more than the others)

i'm gonna try to make as much sense as possible but short answer would be, she's underdeveloped. Long answer:

She really got on my nerves in the last two books, with the whole Rachel debacle and then the Battle of New York. I can't really remember a single moment in those books where she and Percy aren't bickering or having heated discussions, which really made me question their friendship status. Of course, it's not like friends can't fight and it obviously builds up the (romantic) tension between them, but it got unbearable at one point.

I understand she's a teenager in an incredibly stressful situation that didn't even get to have a normal upbringing- she grew up way too fast (run away at 7, head counselor at 12) while also not really maturing, which is not a problem for a character, if it is handled properly. Given the fact that I am writing this, Riordan did not.

On the surface, my biggest beef is that Annabeth is not exactly held accountable for her actions (ie. treating Rachel a bit like shit and going off on Percy for a bunch of stuff.) I know Percy is to blame a bit here: as far as we know, in TLO he basically cuts the greek world out of his life as much as he can as a coping mechanism. And while yes, he never apologizes either, he doesn't give her nearly half the hard time she gives him: always either giving him the cold shoulder (there must be at least one example of this in the entire series but i cant be bothered to look it up sorry) or starting an argument only to then storm off (see the "you're a coward, Percy Jackson!" scene, which is not the fairest example since she was confronting Percy about ignoring camp but also was a bit too harsh about it) (especially after finally reading the prophecy and being under the impression that he was absolutely going to die when he turned 16 lmao) or just straight up storming off (see, Annabeth reacting when Rachel shows up for the first time during the battle of new york). While most of these feel, at least to some degree, fairly justified given how the entire situation does an absolute number on her emotions, she comes off a bit brattish and like she's trying to rile Percy up, especially when it comes to Rachel, which in the context of a battle that could mean the destruction of the world.... Well, it reads as a bit childish to me, and i wouldn't exactly have that much of a problem with it if it was dealt with in some way (a two-way apology would be nice).

After that first impression, i realized that Annabeth is barely ever anything else other than a plot device (when relating to Luke) or a love interest (when relating to Percy). This might be because the books are on Percy's POV. Hell, on the third book he's even conflicted when Annabeth is considering joining the Hunters of Artemis, aka, when making a choice for herself would mean he loses her (which is fine and dandy but it feels like Percy is more upset about her choosing her own path rather than being sad about not seeing her as often); we really only get a few glimpses of her, as in, actually her when she's on her own.

Obviously it's impossible to talk about Annabeth without touching on percabeth, which also is, in my opinion, what hinders Annabeth's character the most. On paper they sound great. The guy whose fatal flaw is loyalty falls in love with a girl whose been let down by people over and over, and she decides to never give up on the boy whose always had people give up on him (can't find one of the million posts that talks about this right now but it always goes something like that) And yeah, the bickering is really well written! But that's literally as far as it ever goes: they don't ever seem to have fun together, because 8 times out of 10 the bickering ends up being passive aggressive, and mostly done by Annabeth. My biggest gripe about percabeth is that their friendship seems to be based off... shared trauma. Literally. Other than going on quests together we are given no examples of them hanging out, nor a reason why they would want to spend time together in the first place, not even a shared hobby. Yes, in the fourth book they had a movie "date" planned but of course they didn't even get to it, and surprise surprise, they had a minor discussion, and surprise surprise, Annabeth was passive aggressive again. It's hard to picture them having fun together when even the author doesn't write in any scenes in which they get along smoothly (and before you say anything, a scene in which they get along where neither of them is about to die, and they're not talking about previous adventures. Gets a bit hard then, doesn't it?) It's even harder to picture them as a couple when the moment she gets upset about something, she starts coming off as emotionally manipulative (see, again, literally any conversation with Rachel or about Rachel)

To be fair, the books are relatively short and don't allow many "filler" chapters, if you will; there's always something happening to keep the main plot or a minor plot point moving forward, but it's not like there is no room to develop the characters' relationships, especially when we're talking about the main char and what is essentially his endgame. As an example we have Percy and Clarisse, or Percy and Beckendorf. Their interactions are brief but still hold so much weight.

Worst of all, Annabeth could be one hell of a character; what's most interesting of all is how being a daughter of Athena she is still incredibly emotionally driven, which is displayed very clearly with her fatal flaw being pride: her telling the Sphynx that her questions were too easy was not smart nor strategic: it was completely impulsive. I seriously think she wasn't far from being the best character in the series had she been given more time.

I guess i have as much beef with Annabeth as i have with Rick for doing her dirty. I really could sum this up with: while her emotions are justified, she acts upon them quite poorly. And this is what i mean when i say she's underdeveloped, because it would've been nice to see her come to her senses a bit.

Would love to read anyone's opinions on her character though, feel free to comment, even (or especially) if you don't agree with me!

[faksyan]

12/16/19 :3

ooohh boyy that got really long. lots of mgs rambles under the cut. thanks for the ask!!! very slight nsfw mention in the second one, nothing major.

12) the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

I'll be honest I'm actually still familiar with some of the games only on surface-level (fake fan I know), and I don't think I have anyone like that from those I know well.

Well, Paz, but I talked about her a bit in the last ask already. She is full of rage and loneliness and gets just a glimpse of real affection and friendship and I find a lot of these themes very compelling. And I guess all the women in general, because fandom spaces usually gravitate towards men, and with mgs it's even less surprising. I really, really like Eva in Snake Eater, but that's mostly due to my own interpretation rather than the writing. I feel like her understanding of love must be really interesting as someone who was taught to pretend/actually feel on some level love on command, and I also think it's interesting that she was the one The Boss opened to. I really wish so many mgs women's traits weren't so tightly linked with romance, man. Quiet is also so cool, but she too suffers from being reduced to just that.

I really like The Boss, she's such a interesting contradiction - cold and strict, but also full of love for the while world and ready to give everything she has to make it just that much better. I would love to see in more detail things about her and Sorrow, an actual game with her as a protagonist would be awesome. Strangelove's tapes in pw are absolutely fascinating as well, the one where she's talking to Joy's ai almost made me cry, and she generally has some pretty interesting take on some things. I really liked the part where she talks about how ai would be an amalgamation of people's consciousness rather than of individual's in the future, because that put into words part of why I hate ai-generated images and text that people call art.

16) you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

Well, I can get people liking anything on account of different tastes, so this is more about popular takes I don't really get because of how different my reading of canon is, I guess? Like the idea of bbkaz being abusive to a point where Kaz was having a horrible terrible time every day at every corner. I've seen it in some fics, and kind of get where people go with it, but I think Kaz "almost blew himself up with a grenade so he wouldn't be taken prisoner" Miller would rather die than be treated like shit. He would blow up their shared tent if it ever came to it ya feel me. He is too proud and too impulsive and too much of everything. They respected and listened to each other and I'd say a lot of their issues were kind of more subtle? in a way. What they had definitely wasn't healthy in many aspects, but it was in ways where they both could ignore/didn't feel it was that bad at the moment, that type of thing.

I read through almost the entirety of ocelhira tag on ao3, and i could write a whole list of stuff about them that I personally see differently as that part of the fandom. I'm very picky when it comes to them, in no way those are bad, and I've /seen/ them being executed in a way I enjoyed, I just don't really get them. The main things I don't really see are, as follows:

That they hate each other (next to zero basis of that before the ending of v, and even this can be argued about.)

They would punch each other on the first meeting or shortly after (never seen either of them as people who would resort to violence in a more business-like setting. because that's how I see them approach what they have. Ocelot mainly uses violence in specific scenarios like interrogations and is good at controlling his emotions. Kaz is impulsive but he is a businessman to the bone. Maybe he'd punch Ocelot at some point but definitely not early on. I feel like the main instigator of random CQC is Snake after all, and without him they would figure things out differently.)

They would fuck on the first meeting or shortly after (Ocelot is weird about intimacy and doesn't trust anyone and is a spy who's probably never had friends or lovers, in any meaningful sence of the words. Also he's on aroace spectrum to me. I don't think Kaz would have sex with a person he genuinely despises even if he found them appealing, out of sheer stubbornness. If he hates a person he hates them, same reason why I don't think bbkaz would work in any way past v. Even if Kaz tried to hook up with Ocelot in the beginning, he would probably kill him for a mere insinuation. Give me the intricate details of getting to know a person and figuring shit out, they had nine whole years.)

There's probably more, but this is getting like. super long sorry my bad. And sorry so much of it is about ships, the platonic tags are barren as a desert I gotta write and draw some myself✌️

19) you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like...

Vocelot a bit maybe (not necessarily romantic or sexual) because the whole concept of them having a close relationship could go a very fucked-up route (like a bit more than the average mgs level). Not really ashamed, that's why I like it, it has a sort of a Hannigram feel to it. Even in case where they genuinely care about each other, there are still some weird power dynamics and mind games and codependency. I just generally find ideas of brainwashing really unsettling.

Also I really like Huey as a character. am I allowed to say that. am I getting fed to the bears. I can and will elaborate at some point, I just really like characters who are unredeemable impossible hypocrites (hey, that's part of why I'm a Kaz Miller fan) and Huey is just. vastly misunderstood when it comes to what caused him to spiral, none of which helps his case but it's INTERESTING. Instead he's just being reduced to a punching bag without taking a look at what exactly led up to it all. Grantedly, I don't think Kojima thought about it that deeply at all, but it came out as a vivid critique of how society and especially military treats men who are disabled/not "masculine" enough/can't stand up for themselves. to me. and I like that.

[bcbdrums]

Given the fact that we were talking about our perceptions of certain kinds of ships in regards to Stein and how they suit or do not suit his character, how do you feel about smut/the relationship dynamics within Stein x character smut fics?

All righty then...! Here comes a very long rambling of my headcanons about Stein, his two primary relationships, and his relationship with those deeper intimacies. This takes some turns before it gets to the main point but well, I love talking about this man. Extremely long post under the cut.

Also - there are two blogs I tag at the very end of this post - you two feel free to ignore all my ramblings, just know I praise you both at the end and I still re-read your Soul Eater stories VERY regularly.

I'm truthfully still trying to reorganize my thoughts on this specific topic because 1) I have listened to many a headcanon from others on the subject and I always try to give validity to their thoughts even when they differ from mine, and 2) I've also read tons of smut fic with Stein out of sheer desperation for...well, Stein fic. (Come on Stein fandom where you at? Write me some gen fic too, lol)

I have not read too many fics of him with Marie cuz those always contain manga spoilers so I'm skipping those for now until I finish reading (exactly halfway through!). So what I've read is mostly Stein/Spirit smuts and just a couple with Marie, and I want to say….almost zero?? I think zero of those fics (and boy I've read plenty) have "hit the spot" in terms of what I would want for a Stein smut. They're good stories, in some cases great stories, well-written and thoughtfully conceived, but they're not fitting my headcanons and interpretations of who I see onscreen (and who I see in the manga so far).

All that said now… Some of my own relevant headcanons for him, and then I'll get more into fic of others.

I go back and forth toying with the idea that Stein experimented with intimacy just a little as a teen. He's not immune to puberty and hormones; he's human whether he likes it or not, which isn't to say mind over matter doesn't work for him. (Clearly it does, in staving off madness among other things.) But he's a scientist. He's curious. And I can see him justifying an experiment or two in his teen years. But they would in fact be just that, experiments. It's still a big maybe. I can't say for certain he would, it's the sort of thing like…if all the dots line up just right, he'd attempt it. If not, he wouldn't. And it would only be with those two people: Marie and/or Spirit. He doesn't trust anyone else enough. (Yes, I'm on board with the popular fanon that Marie was one of his other weapon partners after Spirit.)

Another teen headcanon... I can also easily see a sort of angsty distraction possibility for him. When he loses Spirit to Kami, I can see him getting into a "romantic" relationship with Marie as sheer distraction, and even misguided retaliation. Spirit "cheated" on him with another meister and abandoned him, so why shouldn't he do the same with another weapon? Which sucks for Marie but well she's not healthy about relationships any more than Stein or Spirit are. But this is just another sort of maybe-thought; another situation where all the dots would have to line up just right for him to go for it. But I can see it, no question, just like the prior thought.

As for Stein as an adult, at the point we see him in the show… While I think relationally he and Spirit have the most interesting dynamic to explore, the one he shows more openness toward is Marie. It's clear that he cares for her. And he doesn't fully understand that either. Now I don't think he wants to get into bed with her, or marry her, or anything traditional to a romance. But I also don't think Marie is going anywhere. Thinking post-anime now…. Unless he gives her a sign that there is nothing between them, I think she's staying put. But sadly for her, I think there is something between them... Sadly because, Stein doesn't know what it is, and it's not "love" the way that Marie wants it. It's just something he's unfamiliar with. Meanwhile she's devoted to him, poor woman.

Now, end of the anime… Let's talk about this…. Marie helps him back to sanity with her healing wavelength. But…then he's just "okay"? No he isn't. Look at that man. His dark circles are darker, his eyes are more haunted. That man has been living off madness and cigarettes for weeks. When is the last time he ate anything? Showered? Legitimately got any sleep?? How he's even standing up let alone fighting Medusa is beyond me, and then he performs freaking major surgery and then waltzes into the death room afterward like he's fine. Because...that's who Stein is.

Stein will fight until he is incapable of fighting anymore, to serve those he loves. Yes I said loves. And it is agonizing how much he strives to show his love for others, and it's something he doesn't even realize he has within him. He thinks he can't understand love? It's because he feels it so deeply and passionately it's beyond definition. Part of this however I'm also certain is motivated from his deep desire for purpose as an adult. The manga shows that aspect of his character even more-so than the anime (in what I've read so far). That man is desperate for purpose and to belong somewhere, with someone. He can't escape his human nature even if he doesn't understand it, can't define it, and even though it drives him crazy all on its own…

So bringing this back to Marie… End of the anime. I don't think Marie is leaving. She's gonna stay, help nurse Stein back to health and sanity despite his pretending he's fine (or perhaps even sheer ignorance of his condition), and Stein…is gonna be confused the whole dang time about his feelings for Marie. He knows he feels something but he has no idea what it is or how to process it. But "love" in the romantic sense he doesn't possibly consider, because well...his conceptions of that sort of thing aren't based in anything healthy (see: Spirit's relationships).

So yeah… She's not leaving. He won't reject her attentions because he does care about her, just not in a way he understands and also not in the way she wants. And as she starts to realize that he has some kind of feeling for her, I think she'd turn up the romance and she'd make a move on him. OR…she'd play the extremely...long...patient game, and wait for him to make a move on her, when it's within his comfort zone. And let me be clear… This man still does not know what love is in this traditional sense, does not understand love. He knows what physical attraction and hormones are and darn him he can't shake those either, but as an adult he wouldn't act impulsively on them nor would he confuse them with love. Stein is the ultimate master of mind over matter. If he were to sleep with her, it would be a choice; a decision he makes consciously and deliberately. I see this within the realms of possibility. But if he chooses it himself, if he's the one who makes that decision simply out of his wanting to…it would be a long, long time that that woman is waiting for him. But I do think it possible. The question is simply, how long will she wait. And she's also the type to try to stir things up (see: her behavior toward Joe in the manga). So who knows when they may end up in bed together... These dots are more complicated to align than those of his teenage years. And if Marie made the move first...I think he'd accept it. Because, see again, his wanting to belong with someone, and he knows he feels something different with Marie.

As for Spirit, well... Stein sees that Spirit likes women. And Stein sees that Spirit can't commit. I think Stein "loves" Spirit more than he loves Marie. First love, young love... Spirit is the relationship of his life, even though that's yet another thing he cannot possibly understand. I think that while part of him, the mad obsessive part, and the curious part, does want to be close to Spirit in the intimate way…it's not out of a healthy desire or even typical motivations. It would come from a desire to possess, from his deeply human but inexplicable yearning to be closer to the one he loves even though it's not the right type of love for that type of intimacy. Not really sure Spirit would be all-in if Stein were to make the move... I think Spirit would take persuading. It's another circumstance where all the dots have to line up just right, and in this case probably more while caught up in madness than in sanity. Because as previously mentioned… In his right mind, Stein knows that Spirit likes women and more importantly that Spirit cannot commit. And he's ironically smart enough to know not to attempt a traditional human romance with someone who cannot commit. I don't think Stein would himself attempt intimacy with Spirit in his right mind at all, unless something happened to make him utterly desperate not to lose the man... Another instance of, all those dots have to connect.

But ugh, the angst. Spirit abandoned him after five years... Stein is not going to willingly subject himself to possible heartbreak again. Plus, he does not think Spirit has forgiven him for the "experiments." I think he thinks Spirit only hangs around him now as an adult as his handler, despite desperately wanting his friendship again. But I think he figures it's a lost cause so he just takes what is offered and never pursues more.

Okay but before I digress further into my endless thoughts about Stein's and Spirit's relationship (I'll do another post for that maybe), back to the point of your question.

I am really not one for labels, partially because I don't understand them but also because I think the spectrum is just so deep and too much defies definition. But if I were to label him, I guess I'd go with...gray ace with demi leanings…?

The man is driven only by curiosity, about anything and everything. But the level of intimacy we're talking about is more than he ever wants to trust anyone with. It's always gotta be on his terms, and more often than not…his terms would be unhealthy.

So let's talk about what shows up in fanfic, since that was what the original question was about. And once again, I like to lend validity to everyone's interpretation. Just because it isn't mine doesn't mean it's wrong or shouldn't exist. But you did ask about MY thoughts, so that's what I'm sharing here.

Once again, I've barely touched Stein/Marie fic because I'm avoiding manga spoilers. In the one or two I've seen, he comes across as not connecting emotionally in the typical way, but knowing that there is indeed something different about being with her. He knows she cares about him, and he cares in return. But it doesn't come across as anything intimate on his side of it. This isn't a characterization I particularly like, because Stein as an adult... As I said, I think he'd choose that intimacy if and when he wants it. In the stories, it comes across more as him just doing her a favor, just going along. It doesn't sit right. But like I said, that's only two stories. For other Stein/Marie, I reserve opinion for later.

Stein/Spirit... Okay. I've noticed a great many commonalities in the fics I've read. And this isn't a taste or preference thing; like I said I have devoured almost every smut fic just in desperation for any fanfic of them. Would prefer more gen fic less smut personally, but anyway.

Most fics have Stein in the dominant role, Spirit in the submissive role. I understand that interpretation but it's not how I see them. I see them as equals if they were to get into that type of intimacy. There is often a lot of bloodplay, frequently madness on Stein's part, major instances of non-con, pet play, BDSM, sometimes light cannibalism... It all suggests an impersonal and unhealthy relationship most of the time, which again...is not at all how I see them if they were to become a couple. Could such things come about? Unhealthily, possibly. But darn me and my desire for happy endings.

These two men are so broken, that if they were to become a healthy couple...I feel like it would be slow, cautious...extremely hesitant. There is extreme distrust on both sides, and also misconceptions about how the other feels. Which...I will save that analysis for later. Focusing back on smut fic.

I have seen only a few that touch on the give and take in a trusting relationship (all by the same author) that come closest to what I feel is accurate to the characters onscreen as I see them, but still the emphasis is too much on lust. It still isn't hitting the spot for me due to a lack of that relational development... Make no mistake, the stories are great, but I personally am hoping for something much deeper.

In my view, Stein just does not seek out physical intimacy in that way. I don't think he can fully escape the innate human need for touch, but in terms of a drive to get into bed with anyone... I think the occasional human desire for it crops up, and he easily ignores it/packs it away because it's not useful to him. It doesn't bother him. He doesn't think about it.

So this is where that...gray-ace, demi vibe comes into play for my view of him. Talking about Stein here as an adult and in control of himself, not consumed by madness... This is I supposed a bit of a summation of my thoughts.

If he did get into a relationship with anyone (and again I think his only choices are Spirit and Marie), it would not be based on the physical at all. I also don't think he would rush into any relationship. It would be a long process before he trusted the person enough to consider them a romantic partner. And really, we could get away from the word romance entirely... Life-partner is a better word, in Stein's case. If the person wanted physical intimacies, I think he would be responsive to that. The other person would be in the lead, but in no way dominating. It would have to be an equal trust thing or else Stein would nope out hard. Stein would gradually learn what it is he likes physically, and how to give his partner what they want. He can come to enjoy it because this is his life-partner, the one he belongs with, the one who needs him and is part of his purpose. But again...the physical is not something that drives him at all. Not in how I see him portrayed onscreen or in the manga.

So, overall, in my point of view nearly all smut fics miss the mark. Now...the stories I've seen where I think the physical intimacy is nailed don't even get to smut. Those are the stories by @asymmetryestablished (AO3 NothingSoDivine) and their characterizations of Stein and Spirit defy description in any words I have. The other author who nails it is @wispforever (same on AO3) and the closest to physical intimacy they get is dancing, but my gosh still the characterizations are utter perfection. I will be re-reading y'all's Stein/Spirit stories forever.

I hope I did in fact answer your question, but overall, I was delighted to just spill out so many of my thoughts about Stein even if in summary form. Yes this was a summary... Okay. I'm done. Thanks.

[moonpoolcat]

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[incorrectskyrimquotes]

you are officially the strongest person alive for not just closing the askbox after some of the trash you've gotten from idiots on this site. gdspeed and good luck holy hell

I've received a lot of asks like this one so I wanna respond and clarify

I actually love getting asks and even anon asks. I prefer having anon on bc yk big boy blog and all that but also so that people can send me their silliest things.

I really do truly genuinely enjoy having this blog and especially interacting w it. I've made a lot of friends recently and it's just fun to be able to talk ab the cringe failgame from a decade ago. Both for myself and in front of such a large audience.

Ever since I became aware I'm literally in the top 10 on skyrim blogs (at #9 but still) some of my anons started making a lot more sense. The power of anonymity makes people braver, which is good for things like funny headcanons and such.

I don't really like having to turn anon off and god I hope I don't have to shut asks off entirely. Fortunately once I turned anon off my inbox became a lot more peaceful. Funny that.

If I were to compare the two I'm sure I've gotten much more love than hate, but hate is much louder than love. And I know me giving it attention doesn't help much of anything but on the other hand people can and do throw around serious words about an unserious video game on unserious posts from an unserious person.

Even if I ignored all of it, just having to see it can feel so draining. And it isn't just in my inbox. It's also in the tags. I've repeatedly tried to express how deeply uncomfortable I am, AS A JEWISH PERSON OF COLOR, with people throwing words like racist and genocide around all willy nilly over video game characters.

It trivializes those real world issues, that have affected me, my ancestors, and people like me, down to fucking. Skyrim discourse. It's extremely frustrating. And from what I can see I don't think anyone is doing it maliciously or to get a rise out of me. But I think the sheer weight of those words has gotten lost.

And not to pull another race card, but this is especially upsetting from white people. I'm not thrilled about the fact white people keep talking over me and other people of color in the fandom about what is and isn't racist.

But I do also see the love. I see the cats in my inbox and the lovely asks and people writing paragraphs to defend me (when tbh I haven't done anything wrong anyways but. Eh.) and it's genuinely very touching and sweet and even if I don't reply to it (there's a lot to reply to!) I do see it and I appreciate it.

And for the poll, I fully plan on seeing it through. Round 2 closes tomorrow after which I'll set up round 3/the semi finals and then we go to the championship!

I started this poll, also this blog, for fun. I want people to have fun. I want to have fun. And most of the time I do have fun! But with the uptick in activity that brings *gestures vaguely* what it does.

Tumblr is one of those very few websites with true anonymity. This and reddit are the only ones I can think of where it's not expected to have your name, face, or other info about you anywhere. Which is a rare blessing on today's internet but it makes people very audacious about what they can and can't say to me.

I think because of that anonymity it's easy to forget I'm a human person. I very much doubt some of things I've had said to me in the last 48 hours would still be said if it was face to face. I truly don't think someone would look me in the eye and tell me to kill myself over skyrim bullshit.

And the funny part of that is if they did, I'd probably laugh in real life. For the sheer ridiculousness of the statement. "Hey. You. End your life because of video game drama" spoken to me at the local Target would be funny to me. But with the anonymity it feels just as hurtful as I'm sure it's supposed to be.

Thanks for letting me ramble and such. I'm not really even sure what I'm trying to say with all this. Other than I'm human, you're human, we're all humans, and we'd do well to remember that. Please just be nice to each other..

And be nice to me.

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"One bite and five days are all it took for the world to come to an end. Nearly two months after an unexplainable, violent illness swept throughout the globe like a raging wildfire, after cities have crumbled to ruin and most of humanity has been wiped out, only a few survive. Some of those still alive are just trying to survive, while others are searching for an answer—a reason why and what caused people to turn into walking, cannibalistic corpses that decay but never seem to truly die. Now, a group of survivors—a dog, few adult figures, and a bunch of teenagers—search for a cure and must figure out how to live with the undead amongst them, and how to deal with each other as relationships strain and tensions rise."

†· Word Count: 3496 †· Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types †· Rating: Mature †· Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death †· Relationships: Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson, Jason Grace/Piper McLean, Nico di Angelo/Will Solace, Hazel Levesque/Frank Zhang, Silena Beauregard/Charles Beckendorf, Thalia Grace/Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano †· Characters: Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson, Leo Valdez, Nico di Angelo, Frederick Chase, Frank Zhang, Luke Castellan, Hazel Levesque, Jason Grace, Piper McLean, Grover Underwood, Juniper (Percy Jackson), Katie Gardner, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Chiron (Percy Jackson), Will Solace, Silena Beauregard, Charles Beckendorf, Clarisse La Rue, Thalia Grace, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano †· Additional Tags: Angst · Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence · Inspired by The Walking Dead · Title from a My Chemical Romance Song · Found Family · Bittersweet · Based on a My Chemical Romance Song · I'm so sorry · Everyone Needs A Hug · Hurt/Comfort · Alternate Universe - Zombie Apocalypse · Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson-centric · Betrayal †· **First Person POVs** †· Rated Mature for strong language, violence, sexual references, etc..

Annabeth

I was right about this being a long trip.

Percy has been talking non-stop for the past God knows how long, and I’m almost at my limit. I’m not even sure what he’s been talking about. Rambling would honestly be a better word.

“You’re going to attract walkers,” I tell him, irritation creeping into my voice.

Percy has his mouth open to say something else, but abruptly shuts it.

Until he starts talking again.

“Y’know, Night of the Living Dead isn’t really a good template for the apocalypse. Like, with the zombies. I mean, sure, they’re pretty slow, but George Romero really overplays—”

I scowl. “What part of ‘you’re going to attract walkers’ did you not get?”

Percy raises his hands defensively. “We’re out in the open. If anything was around, we’d see it. Sorry for trying to fill the silence.”

“Did it ever occur to you that some of us might like the silence?” I question. I look around the abandoned highway. Surprisingly, there aren’t many cars on this stretch of road, although I’m sure the further up we go, the more there will be, which also means the likelihood of more walkers; Percy isn’t stupid, so I’m positive that he’s come to this conclusion as well. Maybe it’s because we haven’t reached the part of the highway—I can see it now—that is littered with semi-trucks and cars or because he just really likes to talk.

Maybe it’s both.

“Well, ‘did it ever occur to you’ that some of us might not like the silence?” he retorts, glancing over at me.

I scoff. “You’re impossible.”

“Honestly,” Percy mutters under his breath.

I raise an eyebrow, my hand on my hip. “What was that?”

“Oh, look. Car,” he says, ignoring me.

Rolling my eyes, I follow him nonetheless.

There’s a silver Toyota coated in a thin layer of dust, sitting in the middle of the sparce highway. All of the doors are closed, and it looks as though it’s remained untouched since all of this started. Percy tugs on the door handle, but it doesn’t budge. He tries the rest of the doors, but none of them give, either.

On the ground in front of me, next to the rotting remains of a person, is a set of car keys. While picking the lock or busting a window is always an option, it’s definitely a lot more convenient to have the keys, quite literally, within my grasp. The walker, whose legs are pinned beneath another car, claws at me to no avail. Putting the thing out of its misery, I stab it in the head and pick up the keys. A shiver courses through me at what I just called it.

‘The thing.’

Meanwhile, Percy has his machete stuck in the window, struggling to pull it free. I stifle a laugh, but he must have heard it anyway.

“Shut up,” he grumbles, a faint blush rising on his face.

This time, I make no attempt to hide my laugh. “Here,” I say, tossing him the keys.

Percy catches them with one hand, and he’s smart enough to put the key inside the lock on the door, rather than unlocking it remotely. Slipping into the driver’s seat, he puts the key in the ignition. I’m worried that it won’t start with how much it’s sputtering. But, after a few turns and some choice words from Percy, the engine roars to life; he smacks the wheel in triumph, beaming.

“How much is in the tank?” I ask, watching curiously as Percy leans over the passenger’s side, messing with something on the floor.

“Uhh…” He briefly looks up, squinting at the fuel gauge against the harsh sunlight. “About fifty-three ‘til empty. That should take us far enough to find gas.” Percy leans over again, practically upside-down as he slides further into the passenger’s seat.

After a minute, he pulls himself back up, bumping his head on the underneath of the glove compartment. He ignores it, instead holding up two CDs. With my dyslexia, I can’t quite make out the titles, but I recognize one as a Beatles album.

Percy looks at the albums like he’s perplexed, eventually saying, “I can’t tell if this guy had good or bad music taste.”

I roll my eyes. “You spent the last five minutes looking at CDs? We’re not exactly safe out here.”

He looks at me pointedly. “Look, if I’m going to be stuck with you for a while, I need something to drown you out with.”

“You’re the one who won’t stop talking!” Unbelievable.

“Whatever, Wisegirl,” he says, moving to the back of the car. Percy pauses and glances over expectantly. “Are you going to help me or what?”

“You didn’t even give me the chance to,” I say, helping him sort through the few things in the car. Most of it is useless, but there are a few bottles of water, a blanket, and two jackets so far, so it’s something. We still need food, though. “And stop with that nickname. It’s ridiculous.”

“Hey, you do the same thing.”

“That’s different.”

“Really? How exactly is that different?” he questions, leaning against the car. His arms are crossed over his chest, the sunlight highlighting and shadowing the toned muscles of his forearms.

Shocking myself, I try to shake the thought off immediately. It’s just an observation, but I don’t like the direction my thoughts are going. Annoying and irritating as Percy is, I would be lying if I said he wasn’t attractive.

Really attractive, my brain argues.

Shut up!

On that note, he looks so familiar, but I can’t remember where I know him from. It doesn’t make any sense. My memory is great. It’s not like me to forget something or someone, particularly not someone who sticks out so vividly in my mind. I’ve been thinking it over for the past three days—thinking about where I’ve seen those vibrant, sea green eyes and jet black hair—and I can’t come up with anything. If he went to Goode, I would have remembered him. The only thing that I can come up with is that I would have had to have run into him through Thalia, or possibly Luke, because he seems someone she would hang around.

Then again, Percy also seems like someone Thalia might punch in the face just because.

My heart clenches at the thought of her name. Now that I’m out of the city and not in any immediate danger, my mind has been allowing itself to think about everything else, and it hurts. I know that they are okay and that they got out because of the letter Luke left, but I miss them. Not knowing where they’re at or if they are still okay has been eating at me. I just want to get back to them. To my family.

“Because,” I say, grimacing as I throw out what appears to be an extremely moldy sandwich that Mrs. O’Leary chases after, “you’re the one that started with the whole stupid nickname thing. Remember?”

“I was teasing,” he says incredulously, looking up. “God, you’re so sensitive.”

“No, I’m not. I just think that it’s extremely childish and annoying.”

“With the way things are, that’s what you’re worried about? ‘Childish’ nicknames?” Percy asks. “Everybody you’ve ever known—everybody I’ve ever known—is dead, and you’re worried about something as small as a name.” To my surprise, Percy huffs out a laugh. Mostly in exasperation, but there’s a hint of dark humor in it, and it’s one of the very few times I’ve really heard him laugh since I’ve been with him.

My nails dig into my palms; I’m angry. Percy isn’t wrong—nearly everybody I know is dead, but he doesn’t have to point it out. I’m well aware of it. Signs of it are everywhere, and I can’t escape them.

“Like you said, Percy, everybody I’ve ever known is dead. You’re not the only one who’s lost somebody. You can get upset at me all you want for being annoyed at your name-calling, but might I remind you that you’re the one arguing with me right now over it and wasting precious daylight.”

Percy shakes his head. “Whatever. Let’s just finish going through all this.”

We continue sorting through the items in the car to make room for our bags in silence, taking the regular glance around to ensure that there are no walkers around. I’m grateful for it, honestly; it gives me a minute to just think . I offered to let Percy come along because I didn’t want him to stay in the city all alone, and, well, I owed him. But now he’s really getting on my nerves. It’s barely been three days, and if things are already like this over something as silly and insignificant as nicknames, how much can either of us take? Either we argue the whole time until he finds somewhere to go, or one of us storms off. At first, he hardly talked, but now—almost all of a sudden, it would seem—he won’t shut up. I’ll admit that it’s a stupid thing for us to argue over, however, he could have just stopped when I asked him to.

After about three minutes, we have the back seat cleared out so there’s enough room for our bags, and Mrs. O’Leary promptly jumps in, wagging her tail with enthusiasm.

“We need to find a gas station first, probably,” I say, walking toward the passenger’s side door as I look down at the map I found in one of the back seat pockets. “By the looks of this map, there should be a gas station about twelve miles out, but—”

“Watch out!” Percy says, pulling me out of the way right as a walker that must have wriggled itself free from somewhere tries to take a bite out of my calf.

Without thinking, he pulls out his pistol, hesitating for only a second, and shoots it in the head, causing its gargling moaning to fall silent. Percy looks down at it, conflicted, a flurry of emotions passing over his face before settling on stern and closed off. His hand still firmly on my bicep (a fact that I’m just now aware of), he turns to me and asks, “Are you alright?” When he turns back to me, his expression actually looks a bit softer, surprisingly. His demeanor is still cool and possibly frightening if he didn't remind me of a bothersome lost puppy.

I jerk out of his grasp, though the action is ruder than I intended. “Yes, I’m fine, but what were you thinking, firing your gun?!”

“Would you keep your voice down?” he hisses, leaning in closer. “If there was one under the car, odds are there are more.”

I stare at him incredulously, having to remember to close my mouth. “Yeah, no shit. That’s what I’ve been telling you for the past hour!”

“Wisegirl, what did I just tell you—”

“Well, there’s no point now!” I say, throwing my hands up, but I make an effort not to shout. “And stop calling me that, I already told you.”

“‘Gee, Percy, thanks for not letting that ghoul take a chunk out of my leg,’” he deadpans, before letting out a breath. “And it was an accident, ‘kay? I’m sorry,” he says curtly, running his hand through his hair.

“I know,” I reply, not wanting to argue anymore. I’m more mature than this—I don’t know why he gets me so worked up other than he just does. What I do know, though, is that I need to reign it in. “Look, I’m sorry for yelling. Can we just go? We’re both tired and need something to eat.”

“Um. That’s good, and I agree wholeheartedly, Wisegirl,” he says, his voice up an octave. I resort to rolling my eyes, but note the odd shift in his tone. “But we really need to get in the car and step on it because there is an entire horde of walkers right behind you.”

My eyes widen as I look over to see the group of undead crowding closer. “Oh, I told you—!”

“You can say ‘I told you so’ in the car!” Percy calls running around to the driver’s side door. He goes to pull on the handle but nearly sends himself sprawling on the ground when it doesn’t open. Confused and forgetting the present situation, he pauses and just kind of stares at it, then tugs on the handle again. I try my side.

It’s locked.

Percy’s gaze snaps up to meet mine. Almost comically, our eyes both drift to the keys that are left sitting in the ignition. I must look absolutely furious, but Percy doesn’t pay any attention to it, instead pulling something out of his pocket. With a start, I realize he’s picking the lock.

“Hurry, Percy!” I urge, looking anxiously at the approaching horde. Y’know, Night of the Living Dead isn’t really a good template for the apocalypse. Like, with the zombies. I mean, sure, they’re pretty slow, but George Romero really overplays… I guess Percy wasn’t wrong.

“I’m trying. Quit distracting me,” he grits out, casting a quick glance over his shoulder.

They’re getting closer, and I’m worried that Percy isn’t going to get it in time. I’m honestly surprised that he didn’t just break a window and—

“Got it!” Percy announces, throwing the car door open and jumping in. The minute he unlocks it, I clamber in next to him, slamming my door shut. He turns the key in the ignition, but it sputters like it did last time. “Oh, fuck, not this too,” he curses, trying to start it again.

In the back seat, Mrs. O’Leary growls and barks at the encroaching horde, which is only a few yards away now. Beside me, Percy is cursing like a sailor, still trying to get the car to start.

“You’re going to break the key off in the ignition,” I tell him, leaning over the center console to reach the ignition, my fingers brushing Percy’s as I grab the keys.

“What makes you think you can start it when it—”

Just then, the engine roars to life. “You were saying?”

“Or maybe you can,” he mutters, nearly sending me through the windshield as he shifts the car into reverse and steps on the gas.

I manage to grab onto my seat to keep myself from getting thrown into something as he turns the wheel every which way, weaving through the maze of abandoned cars. Surprisingly, for driving like a madman, he doesn’t really hit anything other than some stray luggage on the road and a few walkers that have made it to where we are. When he puts the car into drive, I barely manage to cling to his seat—and partially him—as he spins the silver Toyota around and speeds off down the highway.

“Y’know, Beth, if you wanted a hug, you could have just said so,” Percy says, turning the steering wheel hard over.

After Percy lets off the gas a bit, and gravity decides to ease its hold, I release my grip on his shoulders and slip back into my seat with a thud, dizzy from all jostling. I flip my tangled blonde curls out of my face, quickly buckling my seatbelt. “Yeah, no thanks. And a little warning next time would be nice.”

When he apologizes, he actually looks a little sheepish, taking in my likely disheveled appearance. I’ve been arguing with him all day that I forgot how awkward he can be sometimes.

“It’s fine.” I pause. “I’m surprised you didn’t just bust out a window and crawl through, though.”

Percy casts me a wry glance, a lopsided smirk playing on his face. “Give me some credit.”

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Percy

The rest of the drive is a comfortable silence, with Mrs. O’Leary chewing on something in the back seat and Annabeth either looking down at the map or out the window, her curly blonde hair blowing gently in the breeze.

Well, for the first half-hour, at least.

I like hearing her talk, but after about the third or fourth time of her critiquing my driving, I’m starting to get tired of it. Not so much critiquing how I drive as she has been how fast I go or how slow I go.

Which is when the shenanigans begin to take place.

Annabeth looks up from her map momentarily, then out the window at a passing road sign. “Percy, you’re going thirty-five in a sixty.”

Of course, not wanting to disappoint her, I slam my foot on the gas, just until the speedometer hits sixty miles-per-hour, then let off. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Annabeth slam back against her seat, blonde hair flying everywhere. Annabeth blows it out of her face, gathering it out of the way so she can glare at me.

“What? You told me to go faster,” I say innocently.

Annabeth just scowls and rolls her eyes, reverting them back to her map.

A while later, she looks back up and notices another speed sign, saying, “It's a thirty-five and you’re going fifty. What in the—”

Again, not wanting to disappoint her, I comply, but this time, I slam on the breaks—well, not quite slam, I’m not stupid—almost putting the car to a stop.

This time, she throws her map at me. “Damn it, Percy!”

I can’t help the laugh that escapes my throat, but I’m also serious when I say: “Then stop badgering me about my driving!”

“I wouldn’t have to if you’d quit driving like a maniac!” she cries, throwing her hands up in exasperation. “Your reckless driving is going to get one of us hurt. You’ve nearly thrown me through the windshield twice, and I let the first time slide because I thought it was an accident, but now—”

I put the car in park and fully turn to her, her stormy gray eyes flared with irritation as she looks back at me. They’re so intense that I should be intimidated or something, but I’m not; I’m aggravated, don’t get me wrong, but all I can do is look at them with admiration.

“Look, what do you care about how fast or slow I go anyway? There’s nobody around anymore, Wisegirl.”

I freeze at the realization that I just called her by the nickname I gave her (AKA the one she hates), preparing myself for yet another dragging lecture, but she just scowls and continues to scold me about my driving.

“And? That’s an excuse to completely disregard safety?” Annabeth questions.

“Believe me, if there were anyone else around, I would be careful—and I am being careful, just for your information—but there isn't.”

“There’s me and you, Seaweed Brain!”

“Oh, so you can call me ‘Seaweed Brain,’ but when I call you ‘Wisegirl,’ then it’s a problem?” I counter.

Annabeth looks up at the ceiling. “I’m not going to argue about this anymore. I told myself I wasn’t going to argue about this anymore.”

“Really? Because you seemed very keen to earlier.”

“You are absolutely insufferable!” she laughs in exasperation, seemingly at a loss for words.

“And you’re impossible!” I retort.

“You’re the one that couldn’t watch the speed limit signs, which are also for fuel efficiency, ‘just for your information,’ and the one that brought up an argument from ages ago!”

“Even if I hadn’t, you likely would have—”

Up until that point, I hadn’t noticed it, but the car started making weird noises, and, all of a sudden, it burns out. Not wanting it to be true, I try the engine again.

“What’s happening,” I say, trying to get the car to start, only to be met with more sputtering.

Beside me, Annabeth lets out a breath, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Five miles, Percy. The gas station was five. Miles. Away.”

My face heats. “Oops...?”

Annabeth just sighs and undoes her seatbelt, slamming the door shut behind her. For a second, I think she’s going to leave, but then I remember her bag sitting in the back of the car, and I don’t think she would run off without it. Instead, she’s stood outside of the passenger’s side, her hands on her hips as she thinks. Or that's what I assume she’s doing, at least. Annabeth's smart—annoying and pretentious, definitely—and anytime I look at her (not that I have been), she usually looks like she’s thinking or planning or something.

Eventually, she opens the door and leans in. “Put it in neutral and help me move it off the side of the road. We’ll cover it in brush.”

“Wait, what?” I ask, confused, but do as she says, keeping my foot on the break until she’s ready. 

Annabeth squints against the sunlight. “No. We’re walking to the gas station, though.”

Goody.

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I just wanted to comment on seeing a favorite author suddenly write something that feels way out of left field. I'm from SPN fandom. I've seen Destiel writers who write them beautifully and understand every facet of the canon and characters perfectly turn around and write graphic Wincest. Some of these authors do this to, in their words, challenge themselves to write something so against canon just as well as their main pairing. Some others do so just because the actors are hot, even though it'd never be canon and squicks a lot of people out.

There's the very rare author who does this because they actually ship Wincestiel and started with just Destiel in order to ease readers into the Wincest side of it. I have even seen an untagged graphic incestous sex scene in the middle of otherwise wholly Destiel-centered fanfic. I've lost a formerly favorite author that way and haven't been able to touch even their works in other fandoms because of it.

Basically what my rambling boils down to is that I get how it feels to see something like that out of the blue from a favorite author. I am wholly on the side of ship and let ship and authors writing whatever they want since in the end it's just a story, but I am even more firmly on the side of tagging properly. Missing scene and canon divergent do coexist but they are not synonymous. If Ed and Stede suddenly are banging Zheng on the beach, that's canon divergent at the least since that would never happen in canon. Just like Sam and Dean suddenly going at it while Dean's nearly suicidal over a dead Cas would never happen in canon and it should be labeled that way!

So yeah, all that's basically me agreeing and nodding along with you about being weirded out when that happens.

Thank you for reaching out anon, because I was honestly starting to Feel Ways about it all. It also makes me feel like it was worth discussing in public, which is a habit I have developed over the years after being burned when discussing things in private in fandom spaces.

Believe it or not, when I first started trying to make sense of it all my first thought was that it was an experiment or a writing exercise like what you describe. I've seen that kind of thing before and not batted an eye, but it's usually acknowledged as such in an author's note or something. Last time I checked that wasn't the case here.

I should also say that I've regularly seen and scrolled past non-canonical ships of all kinds, in this fandom and others, but it's like you said, how something is presented matters so much. Also also I should make it clear that I'm less bothered by the more recent trio example than I was the Stizzy one, because presenting Stizzy as anything but canon divergent raises uncomfortable questions about race and gender stuff that can't be ignored. Or at least it can't be ignored by me.

But like I said I guess this is my fault for taking things by author instead of on a fic to fic basis. Subscribing to an author: not even once.

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OMG!!!!A FELLOW MARIKA LOVER!!!!!

I needed someone to ramble about Marika for so long. Bruh she's like one of the best female characters I've seen in a while

But when I first got into the fandom, it's like people are VERY bad towards Marika and what they said about her is how she's *insert a crazy amount of slurs offensive towards a woman*

She's very prominent to the story and they thought she was responsible for everything, stay with me on this. I understand she's responsible MAJORLY, but not ENTIRELY

They have a whole cast of characters and they decided to hate on one woman for idk all the bad things? It's like blaming the rock because someone throws it at you

Hello, hello!

She is! I didn't like her that much at first, but then I looked a bit more into her lore and later actions and she got me. Very complex and honestly just a really fun character to think about! And write! Oh, I love writing her.

I think I missed the blatant hate, but it doesn't surprise me. Those folks are just an insta block for me anyway, so even if I saw them, I have forgotten them :P. I did got the one dimensional takes on her though, but those are generally chill or used to make jokes.

She is basically fully responsible for like 70-80% of the story before the Shattering, but yeah, after (and sometime before) it you have so many other forces making plays while she's straight up crucified.

But I do get the hate, tbh? What I don't get is why folks needed/need to vocalise it. Basic fandom etiquette, we don't tag hate on character's tags. Back on the hate, she did conquered half a continent and put in power an bigoted theocracy, she did enslave a whole species (trolls) and she did commit genocide fucking twice (fire giants & ancient dragons). Like, I get why folks might hate her, especially with the whole genocide thing. She's undeniable a villain in this story.

I just think she's more than that. Cause she did all that, right? She destroyed so much and build as much. But when Godwyn and Ranni "die", she goes and tears it all down. Like, can you imagine? Literal eons upon eons of killing, burning and then building and creating over the ashes and corpses. And she throws literally everything away in grief. This is the main thing that I love about her. She is this cruel and ruthless Goddess, but she gradually loves her kids. I honestly think that the beginning of her plotting against the Greater Will was when she was forced to toss her Omen kids in the sewers. Is she hard on them? Yeah. They are demigods and they have so much shit to deal with just by being that. But she loves them in her own way.

Am I mixing headcanon with canon? Probably, yeah. But I don't care. I don't generally like villains, Imma keep the one I do close and if I have to ignore canon to do so, I will.

Also I'm sorry, I'm very tired (it's long past this "old" hag's bedtime :P). I hope this is understandable in some way. But yay! Marika love! &lt;3

[cha-melodius]

Hi! 15 and 20 for the ask meme?

The final one of these writer asks, thanks for your patience, and thank you for the ask!

15. Which is harder: titles or summaries (or tags)?

Titles for sure. Summaries are easy for me, just pick a snippet and then write a pithy one liner to sum it up. 😂 Titles either come to me quickly (often a song title or lyric), or I agonize over it for a while. Some of my titles I love, some I'm kinda meh about.

20. Tell us the meta about your writing that you really want to ramble to people about (symbolism you’ve included, character or relationship development that you love, hidden references, callbacks or clues for future scenes?)

How about some meta for Class(room) Warfare (professors AU)?

First off, I am a professor, so this is one of those times when you write what's really close to your life lol. I'd written a professors AU in another fandom, but it was a long fic. This was a nice excuse to do something shorter for these two. When I was trying to dream up ridiculous ways for two professors in two different departments to get at each other's throats, not erasing the boards seemed suitable absurd but also completely plausible. FUN FACT: Last week I got to my classroom and found the board full of unerased writing, and it both 1) irritated me, and 2) made me think of this fic. In case you were wondering how common it is. 😂

(spoilers below)

As I mentioned in the author's notes, most of this was inspired by my everyday life, so I'm not going to get into all of it. Basically if you're wondering, "Do colleges really work like that?" or "Do professors really think/do that?" the answer is almost certainly yes. But here's some more trivia:

Zahra was cast in the department secretary role because every academic knows that department secretaries run fucking everything

PLSC 307, Democracy & International Relations—I think I stole this class title (but not the number, that's random) from my college's poli sci department catalog.

McQuiston College—I knew I wanted them to teach at a small liberal arts college, and I knew I didn't want it to be real (as opposed to my other academia AUs where I have used real institutions). I considered taking random last names off books on my bookshelf, but I didn't want to accidentally write about a real college either. Using Casey's last name was a stroke of inspiration that I was SO happy about.

was junior enough to be unlikely to be evaluating his tenure portfolio some day—little things like this probably mean nothing to most readers but I feel like they add that extra hit of authenticity to any academics who happen to be reading. Pissing of someone who might eventually be on the committee who decides whether or not you get to keep your job is a real fear.

always carried his own markers with him—I've literally never found a working marker already in a classroom. Always carry your own.

Sometimes he wondered—to himself, never out loud—if it was real, or if he was just trying to fit in after he found out that his sister and best friend were dating, like when he was six and decided he was super into horses only because June was.—I carry this little headcanon that in universes where Alex has had some reason to doubt his heterosexuality but still hasn't done anything with it, he worries that he's only trying to fit in with his friends/mimic his sister. Doubting how queer you really are feels very familiar to me and from what I've read seems like a pretty common bisexual experience.

He’d just ignore you, like everyone else does.”/“Hey!” Alex protests, but she ignores him.—This was actually unintentional when I first wrote it but I realized what I'd done and had to keep it.

Dr. Henry Fox-Mountwhats-his-face—This and the subsequent email greetings/sign-offs were inspired by their early emails in the book, though I had to figure out how to do names that weren't based on HRH and such. I think my favorite was "Dr. Acerbic Cocky-Disaster" because if that doesn't actually describe Alex to a T.

Halloween-in-The-Castro gay—Wanted something different than Fire Island on the Fourth of July, was very pleased with this one. If you're not familiar with the history of Halloween in The Castro, do look it up.

Then he proceeds to wrap himself around Alex from behind and hook his chin over Alex’s shoulder to look down at his cooking—Considering how frequently this exact type of moment shows up in my fics in other fandoms, I'm kind of surprised I haven't used it more frequently recently. Anyway, the "peeking over the shoulder while cooking" is definitely a calling card of mine.

He wants, to put it bluntly, to romance the shit out of him—I am only just realizing that I reused this turn of phrase recently lol. It just feels VERY Alex to me.

All right, that's it for now! Thank you again!

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Five Stages of Mamma Mia

Fandom:

AU where Catherine Johnson is Jason's bio mom and Jason doesn't know who his father is. (Jason Todd is Jason Johnson for fic reasons).

Chapters: 6/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Jason Blood, Catherine Todd Mention, Bruce Wayne, Willis Todd Mention

Relationship(s): Past Catherine Todd/Jason Blood, Past Catherine Todd/Bruce Wayne, Past Catherine Todd/Willis Todd

Additional Tags: Canon Divergent AU, Mamma Mia-inspired AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Long Lost/Secret Relatives, Father-Son Relationship(s), Jason Todd Experiences the Five Stages of Grief

Chapter Six: SOS

As the days turned to weeks, Jason started noticing strange patterns in Mr. Blood's behavior. Sometimes, Mr. Blood would sneak out at night and wouldn't come home until after Jason fell asleep. Other times, Jason would catch Mr. Blood whispering to himself. Most nights, Jason fell asleep in Mr. Blood's chair because he was too afraid to sleep in his room. Jason usually sat in the library reading Mr. Blood's books on magic and herbalism. He pored over the chapters almost every night, doing his best to commit what he read to memory, but he never broke Mr. Blood's rule. He wouldn't dare read the words aloud, despite his curiosity. Although Mr. Blood and his rules seemed strange, Jason truly did like him. Perhaps even loved him.

One night, though, the power went out while Jason slept in the library, and he felt a pair of arms scoop him up in the pitch-black room. It wouldn't have bothered him much, except the figure didn't smell like Mr. Blood. The person smelled of sulfur and lit charcoal. Jason kept his eyes shut out of the childish fear that he'd meet eyes with a monster or a stranger if he opened his eyes for just a moment. The figure's footsteps were heavy, but they slapped against the wooden floors as if the soles of their feet were bare. The figure tucked Jason into bed and shut the door on their way out. Jason heard their voice outside his door. It was gravelly and crackled like a burning fire. He climbed out of bed and tried to listen to the words but could only make out, "The form of man." After that, he heard Mr. Blood's exasperated whisper.

"Did you have to carry him? He could have seen you," Mr. Blood whispered. Jason felt a sickness rising in the pit of his stomach.

Was there someone else in the house this whole time? Jason liked Mr. Blood, but he feared that he'd stumbled into a dangerous situation. He waited until Mr. Blood's footsteps were distant to return to the library. He was too afraid to sleep in his room and needed to think about his next move. Instead of that, though, his mind drifted to something Catherine always told him. "Children can see and feel things no one else can. That's why you have to trust your gut. You're still so brand new... You see things more clearly than I do," Catherine would whisper. He always thought she was just rambling, but maybe she was right. His instincts told him to stay and face his fears, but all logic told him to run fast and far away. In the end, he ignored his gut instinct and fled.

He snuck out the window and left on foot. He couldn't wait for his birth certificate to come or his paternity test results. Jason was too scared to ask for answers, and without those answers, he walked right into a trap.

Jason managed to get to his neighborhood while it was still dark out, and he felt someone following him. He glanced over his shoulder but couldn't see anyone unusual on his street. Unfortunately, though, the moment Jason turned around, a man rushed him from the corner of his eye, and they put something over his face while another person jabbed him in the neck. He could hear them talking but couldn't fight his attackers or keep his eyes open. His legs crumbled underneath him, and he surrendered consciousness.

When Jason awakened, he lay in a porcelain bathtub filled with milk, colorful flowers, and herbs. The room smelled of copper and made his stomach turn. Someone tilted his head back and poured milk into his hair. He tried to move, but his body betrayed him. He wished he could at least cry out for help, but he was at the complete mercy of his captors. A group of robed people in sculpted masks lifted him out of the tub and dried him off before slipping a silken white gown over his head. Then a large man approached and carried him up to what appeared to be an altar. He lay Jason across the hard surface where the smell of copper was so strong it brought tears to Jason's eyes. A robed woman walked toward him, standing over his head with an ornate dagger, and he shut his eyes. As he struggled to regain control of his limbs, he felt warm droplets of liquid strike his forehead. He opened his eyes, glancing upward at the woman as best he could as she held her bleeding fist above his face.

A man started chanting rhythmically in a language Jason was too afraid to identify. He shut his eyes and struggled to think of someplace safe.

Some glass shattered in the distance, interrupting Jason's train of thought, and a cacophony of frightened voices all joined together at once, saying different things. He couldn't open his eyes. Jason was too fearful to look. It wasn't until he heard the sound of crackling flame and the frightened voices turn to screams that he opened his eyes. He couldn't move his head or neck, so he could only see the worried face of the woman who'd bled on him and the stars in the night sky. The man chanting continued to do so as if there were no interruption, and Jason started to feel weak. His heart slowed to a near-stop, and he wanted to hold on. He tried to stay present, but the feeling was much too strong. He was dying. The lights flickered in the dimly lit room, and his eyes fluttered. Jason didn't want to die. Not like this. Not scared and confused in a nightie. The only thing that managed to breathe some life back into him was spray against his face. The chanting stopped, but it was replaced with a vile gurgling. Jason knew that was the sound of someone choking to death on liquid. He'd heard it before. He wanted to scream, but all he could manage was an endless stream of silent tears.

"Gone, gone O Etrigan! Rise again, the form of man!" a voice yelled, but it wasn't the voice Jason had heard earlier that night. It was gravelly but more human than the voice he'd heard.

A pair of arms scooped Jason's unresponsive form into an embrace, but Jason didn't know who it was. "Did they hurt you? Are you in pain?" Mr. Blood asked. Jason could hear the pain in the man's voice, but he couldn't speak.

"Jason, the boy can't speak. They must've given him a paralytic agent to keep him from—." Jason opened his eyes. Batman? Mr. Blood knew Batman?

Batman injected Jason with something, and Mr. Blood held him still in his embrace. "It's alright. It's going to be alright," Mr. Blood reassured him. He heard an object fall to the ground as Mr. Blood supported his head and smeared something warm against the nape of his neck. "I've got you now. Everything's going—." Jason let out a whimper, and it slowly built into a frightened sob. His limbs returned to him after several minutes, but he was still too weak to stand.

He could move his head enough to see the carnage surrounding him, and he released a noise trapped in his throat since the ritual began. It sounded like a scream, but his mouth was shut. "Ohno," Jason slurred.

Mr. Blood repositioned so Jason's forehead could rest on his shoulder in the boy's weakened state. "Don't look. Don't look. Just close your eyes and listen to my voice. Focus on me," Mr. Blood raised his voice over Jason's panicked whimpers. "I love you so much. I don't know what I would've—." Mr. Blood's voice broke.

"How'd you fine me?" Jason slurred.

"Magic—."

"Jason, we have to go," Batman interrupted. Mr. Blood scooped Jason up and commanded him to keep his eyes closed.

Mr. Blood recited something similar to what Batman said, and he couldn't smell Mr. Blood anymore. He could only smell sulfur and charcoal, and blood. It was everywhere. The voice of crackling fire uttered something, and when Jason opened his eyes, he glanced into the eyes of a yellow beast with red eyes and fangs. Mr. Blood was nowhere to be found. The fear and shock proved too much, and Jason lost consciousness, fainting in the beast's arms. "No thanks received for my toils/ From his reaction, my blood boils," Etrigan rhymed.

"It's a lot for a child to take in... Especially after witnessing the massacre you—."

Etrigan recited the poem to change to Mr. Blood, and Batman sighed. "Since when do you house children, Jason?" Batman questioned.

"Since I found out he could be my son," Mr. Blood answered. He carried Jason to his room and lay him in an easy chair in the corner while he lay a towel over the bed and went to the bathroom to fill a bucket with water. "Can you look in the top drawer and set out his pajamas?" Batman nodded.

"Jason—."

"If he is my son, I can protect him. I just—. I have to be more careful. I know that I can protect him," Mr. Blood whispered.

"It's not me you have to convince," Batman whispered. Mr. Blood nodded as he washed the blood off Jason's face and neck.

He whispered a spell in Jason's ear to make him sleep through the night, but only because he needed the night to think of a way to explain himself. He had to tell Jason everything, even if that meant letting him go. Batman disappeared into the night, leaving Mr. Blood to clean up and dress Jason in his pajamas. Even after he tucked Jason into bed, Mr. Blood couldn't leave his side. Everything happened so fast, and he wouldn't let it happen again. The cult would've tried to use Jason's body as a vessel, killing him in the process as they'd killed so many other children, and Etrigan was right. Jason was the only reason they tracked the cult and annihilated them. Mr. Blood would've killed them with his bare hands had he been there for most of the fight, but he was grateful to Etrigan this once for his brutality and bloodlust. They got what they deserved, and his boy—. Well, possibly his boy, was safe and sound.

[cursedvibes]

Sorry I have to rant, I just saw post on reddit about how Gege hates his main trio and has completely destroyed them(I'm paraphrasing) and I get it everyone has their own opinions and they can complain etc etc but the whole thing was so dumb!😭 Literally stupid reasons only because they have made so many assumptions about how the story would/should go. These last two chapters have caused such a mayhem in the fandom. People are impatient, quick to make predictions, and get upset when they things don't happen their way. And that's one thing I really don't understand and absolutely hate, how fans of a media think that they know how the story should go better than the creator itself, especially if it's something like a manga which is released on a chapter by chapter basis. Only two chapters have been out! There is more to come! Don't be hasty to judge and please have some patience! Hell! even the shippers are mad I don't know if you ship fushiita, sukuita or sukufushi but it's really chaotic right now. Fans seem to think Yuuji's only purpose was being a vessel(which is a pretty gross way to think about him in my opinion) and now he's useless. Btw thanks for the earlier ask you answered about this because I was also upset about it but that had more to do with 'megumi is the perfect vessel actually' and not Sukuna being separated from Yuuji, anyway you really helped me deal and understand it. Thank you for that! Your blog feels like a safe haven for Yuuji and Kenjaku fans. They're both so underrated and completely overshadowed by other flashier characters (megumi, Yuuta and getou respectively) I cannot tell you how happy I was that I've found like-minded people like you. They're both my faves and I feel so sad that they're ignored by most of the fandom especially Kenny who's only misfortune is being in gojou's ex's ex body.

Well, I got completely derailed and this is more of a rambling than a vent. Sorry for sending such a long ask😅. Thank you for being a part of this fandom. Also, you are very funny even your tags are so hilarious, they make my day. Keep up the good work! And have a good morning/night!

Thank you for the nice words! Funny on the internet and having correct takes on fictional characters, such high praise 😌 I'm gonna add it to my CV

It is quite a shame that Kenjaku is so unpopular. Honestly don't know why? They have the looks, the smarts, the connection to the main character (although somehow that often gets overlooked beyond the milf jokes), they drive the entire plot and have an entertaining personality. But most of the time people don't even notice that. They're just Geto 2.0.... Or a grumpy conservative old man. No idea where that characterization came from or why it's so prevalent, but especially in fanfics I see it a lot.

Yuuji is very popular, but he's often turned into Pink Naruto, despite them being very different besides some standard shonen tropes. Naruto without Kurama is unthinkable (well until Boruto happened, but that was after Naruto's main development was already over), so the same must apply to Yuuji, right? If Yuuji doesn't have Sukuna, what's the point?

Also, I don't know what it is with this fandom and going off the rails every break week. Like clockwork the "Yuuta is the real mc because he stronk and his laser beam go pew" take comes back every time and people make up the wildest stuff. I'm surprised by how many genuinely think Yuuji is dead dead. Done. Story over I guess. Megumi hasn't gotten any points, so that's clearly not the case yet. If not, he obviously has to throw around some Infinity-level technique to "prove" he's the mc. They also already see Hana at the bottom of Megumi-Sukuna's stomach I guess and/or Yuuji as Angel's new host. Somehow...how would she even get to him so fast? And sure, switch one manipulative 1000 yo sorcerer for another...what a fun and unique concept. At this point I'm more looking forward to the next leaks because it will give people something meaningful to talk about than the story (not true, I really want to know what happens next, but these takes are very annoying).

I haven't heard that Gege hates the main trio before, but I certainly see it paraded around a lot in regards to Yuuji, even though Gege clearly says in the fanbook that that comment was simply about how he is hard to write and they want to make sure to do him justice. Of course an author can get a bit exasperated, but that doesn't mean they hate the character. If that was the case, Gege wouldn't put this much thought into Yuuji.

In regards to the trio, with how jjk works and everything that's been happening, there was no way they would stay together (assuming that's what people take issue with). It's basically a tradition. Sashisu, Nanami & Haibara, Maki's group, the Kyoto gang, they all got separated, some even died. Honestly, it would be pretty unrealistic for the Tokyo trio to stay together. And as you said, things just started to pick up, much can happen. Megumi is probably gonna resurface for at least a little bit before he dies - or not who knows. Nobara's situation is a bit iffy, but she was never as important as Megumi or Maki so eh. If she comes back, I need her to be properly integrated into the story. She has no connection to the current plot, any of the main villains or adds to the lore. Her coming back with some new strong technique would be nice, but what's her function gonna be besides moral support for Yuuji and killing some less important enemies? So far I don't feel like she needs to come back for parts of the plot to progress. If she doesn't, it wouldn't be a huge loss. Therefore, if it happens, I need some character exploration for her. I still think it would be neat if her grandma somehow shows up and does...idk something, but she sounds awesome (knew from the start not to trust Jujutsu Tech, best woman) I want to know more about her.

I don't really ship any combination of Yuuji-Sukuna-Megumi, so I don't know what happened on their side. Fanartists have put out some very dramatic, traumatic and bloody ItaFushi art recently, which I appreciate, but that's all I know. After ch 212 I got the impression shippers liked the new development for the angst. Didn't know that changed, but I'm really not that in touch with that side of the fandom. Either way, Yuuji not being a vessel anymore sounds more like it would be beneficial for them (separate bodies and all) unless you're really into the possession trope.

[pumpkinpie59]

Do you feel insulted when people ship things that go against your ships? (Like Leo x whoever else…honestly I can’t think of another Leo ship that isn’t problematic atm)

depends ig. tho i think it’s less insulted and more annoyed

with leonardo i can only ever see him with lotus blossom so other leonardo ships annoy me to a rlly bad degree. leo/sagi especially due to its popularity. and also bc most leo/sagi fans don’t seem to care about usagi’s franchise at all

like bro,, miyamoto usagi is an adult in everything except the tmnt 2003 series and has multiple great love interests anyway. and yuichi gives me kinda aroace vibes?

87 leo/sagi makes me physically nauseous for multiple reasons. like literally sick to my stomach.

i mean if u ship it whatever i have the tag blocked anyway but yeah i just don’t like it.

and lotus blossom has a history of being overlooked by the tmnt franchise so it just makes me extra salty when the fandom ignores her too, or reduces her to being a version of karai, which is possibly even more annoying cause i hate leo/rai too

so yeah when it comes to leonardo and lotus blossom u will never see me ship them with anybody except each other.

only sorta exception is that i hc that leonardo crushed on casey in 2012 season 2 but i don’t ship it i don’t see that ever happening. the show just gave me that vibe only in season 2. i think after that leo moved on

but then there are characters who i can ship with multiple characters, like any of the other turtles. so ships that aren’t my main ship don’t bother me as much

i have a history of shipping raphael with mona, joi, and mezcaal. michelangelo with kala and trib. and donatello with april (2012 only) and jhanna. and also some other sillier ones too (zakatello …)

i mean now that i’m thinking about it, i’m probably more defensive of a ship the more underrated it is, especially if it’s backed by canon.

like 2012 ramona is adorable and i like that it’s canon, but it’s not underrated at all so i feel no need to defend it much. then with 87 ramona, it’s not rlly canon but it’s not underrated either, so i can enjoy it both romantically and platonically without defending it.

but with leolotus, ppl forget it all the time even tho it’s more canon than most tmnt couples, and i have to make my own ship content anyway :p

agh u got me rambling. idk what else to say. uhhhhhh leolotus is best leo ship everything else is objectively incorrect 😌

[sanofiles]

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醒 ⟩ i’m very slow at replying to asks . . . i’m really busy and it’s not on purpose, so please don’t think i’m ignoring you! (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

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裡 ⟩ i use a lot of petnames ++. terms of endearment for my mutuals, &&. if you don’t like that please let me know!

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山 ⟩ all hate is blocked, especially anon hate!

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吼 ⟩ i don’t accept requests, please don’t send any ૮꒰っ˕‹̥̥̥ ꒱ა you’re free to ramble in my inbox about any thoughts, i might write them!

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怖 ⟩ I DON’T WRITE FOR.

male!reader. chara x chara. bodily fluids other than spit &&. cum. rape / noncon. fisting. raceplay. graphic domestic or sexual abuse. suicidal tendencies. self harm. omegaverse. rpf. incest. eating disorders.

( 魔 ) ⟩ list will be updated &&. changed as time goes on. i also might reblog works with some of these tropes depending.

百 ⟩ I DO WRITE FOR.

fem!reader. filipino!coded fics (especially when writing for izana kurokawa). fluff. smut. longfics. multi-series. headcanons ++. thirsts. switch!reader. most characters from my fandoms -> if unsure then js ask ^_^

( 魔 ) ⟩ list will be updated &&. changed as time goes on. i also might reblog works with some of these tropes depending.

俱 ⟩ I MIGHT WRITE FOR.

aged up characters. stepcest. age gaps (depending). professor x uni student. dub-con. cheating. drug use. somnophilia. fear play. sub!chara. dom!reader. yandere (picky). gangbang. monster fucking (depending).

( 馴 ) ⟩ list will be updated &&. changed as time goes on. i also might reblog works with some of these tropes depending.

[h3rmitsunited]

Tag Game: Eight Shows to Get to Know Me

Tagged by @agent-p-94 Thanks for the tag! 🥰🥰

agent-p-94's post here

In order of nothing with added details no one asked for because I can't do anything without rambling on forever and I could talk about all these shows for literal hours (ask me to please, I'd love to):

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia: My chaotic comfort show. Been watching for years and years and its always good for some stupid laughs at crazy insane horrible people doing the most whack ass shit imaginable. And like so many episodes so like endless watchability.

Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency: Watched for the first time in Aug 2020 and while it isn't currently as severe a hyperfixation and obsession as it was when I first watched it, its leveled out to a more stable and steady love and appreciation and like come on, the fandom is great. Ya'll are the best.

In the Flesh: This show is beautiful and heartbreaking and has a permanent place in my heart. I end up rewatching it basically every year just because I just have to. It always makes me cry.

Dead Like Me/Pushing Daisies/Hannibal: I'm just going to combine all three of these Bryan Fuller masterpieces that were all cancelled too soon to be fair. All of them are special in their own way and I adore the unique comedy, the snappy and intelligent dialogue, the irreverent and unique takes on death, and the eccentric and wild characters. (I never finished Wonderfalls, the other main Bryan Fuller show, so its not on the list sorry lol).

The Good Place: Such a good show. I went into it the first watched through (back when it was just the first season out) and had no idea what to expect and it just... I mean if you've seen it you know what the first season puts you through... and what looks like a silly dumb show about dumb bad people in the afterlife becomes this wonderful show about humans learning and growing and changing even after their lives are over. It's about our duty to be kind and understanding to other people, about finding ways to live with the gray parts of morality. A comedy show that talks about ethics and moral philosophy throughout the whole show without it feeling like a big boring slog. And ends in such a beautiful way that makes my heart ache and makes me cry just remembering it.

Community: This show is great. It's hilarious. I love the characters. I love the like theme episodes and dumb comedy and the catch phrases and wacky nonsense. It's just fun and great.

Schitt's Creek: This is a show that's just fun to stick on in the background now that I've rewatched like multiple times and know the whole story. I love seeing the characters grow and learn and get closer to each other. The way that they love each other as a family and end up spreading that love to the town, how they find their places and its just a beautiful, silly, and heartwarming show. (Will never be over the loss of Ted and Alexis. They were so special together.)

Tied for the final place: Parks and Recreation, Merlin, Doctor Who: These are shows that had a major impact on me, but I haven't actually rewatched in a few years. I used to do so many watches of Parks and Rec and I still have a love for the show and Benslie is a true OTP. Merlin is great and I'll rewatch episodes here and there but it can be a bit of a slog getting through entire seasons especially knowing how it all ends (😭). And Doctor Who, I'll say probably was the show that made me end up here (on tumblr). I watched in 2012, freshman year of college not really knowing anything about fandoms or like forum places like this, ended up on Instagram to check out more Doctor Who pics and memes and saw a ton of screenshots of tumblr and then finally gave in to make my own account in 2013. And now it's 10 years later and I'm a disaster. So thanks a lot Doctor Who...

Tagging... uhhhhhhh.... idk @hbdttg @trash-mammall @mowi0205 @definesupposedtobe @lavinialost (but like no pressure just ignore this if you dont wanna) plus anyone else that wants to do it!

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there should be more of this type of fic/art

I already answered this (more Ghostbur-centric fics!!) but my second answer would be… more Tommy and Ghostbur-centric fics alsgaksgkagsjs

The two have such an amazing and beautiful relationship and hardly anyone talks about them 😭

THAT REMINDS ME THAT I ACTUALLY NEED TO GO CHECK THEIR TAG ON A03 AND SEE IF I CAN FIND ANYTHING GOOD I’LL BE RIGHT BACK

Edit: OH MY GOSH I FOUND A FIC. I FOUND A FIC. A GOOD FIC. ABOUT GHOSTBUR AND TOMMY. OH MY GOSH. I AM ALSGAKSGJAFSHSFW

LOOK LOOK LOOOOOOOOK!!!! THERE’S PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY SANDWICHES!!! AND!!! AND :(((

It’s also free of swear words, which is always a nice surprise in DSMP fanfics 😅

The author responded to my comment in literally two minutes lol

your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

…Ghostbur and Tommy’s relationship XD

I just love them, okay? Absolutely adore these two. Freaking phenomenal.

There’s Ghostbur, who’s very closely intertwined with Wilbur—has his voice (sort of) and his face and even some of his memories—and as a result, everyone sees Ghostbur as Wilbur, more or less. They don’t see him as Ghostbur, they see him as Wilbur’s ghost. There’s a very big difference there.

And then there’s Tommy—the one person on the entire server who truly saw Ghostbur as someone different from Wilbur, someone who wasn’t Wilbur. Tommy treated Ghostbur like his own person!! He treated Ghostbur with actual kindness and made sure he was loved, and I will NEVER GET OVER THAT

Heck, Tommy was the only person who grieved after Ghostbur was killed; the kid made a little memorial thingy, took care of Friend, got very upset whenever Wilbur would say mean things about Ghostbur, and clearly got sad whenever Ghostbur was even mentioned. It was clear to anyone that Tommy loved Ghostbur and really, truly missed him :’(

And don’t even get me started on Exile! Ghostbur was the only one who consistently visited Tommy—which helped Tommy feel a lot less lonely—and he helped make Exile into a home, into Logstedshire! Or at least, as much of a home as it could be.

Ghostbur even made a little house for Tommy to stay in 🥺 Even though Tommy stubbornly insisted on staying in a tent (which he built really badly if I’m remembering right lol. It was either Ghostbur or Dream who had to step in and help Tommy out XD)

And Ghostbur took pictures of L’manburg and brought those pictures back for Tommy to look at, and he made both Tommy and Tubbo matching compasses that pointed to each other (friendship compasses!!) because Ghostbur knew how much the two meant to each other and how much they loved each other! Ghostbur literally said, “your favorite thing in the whole world is Tubbo!” to Tommy 🥺 HE KNEW HOW MUCH CLINGY DUO AKSGAKSGJAGSJWGS GAH!!!!

This is very rambly, but what I’m trying to say is that Ghostbur and Tommy’s relationship is darn special, and it’s a shame that hardly anyone pays attention to that. I just love them <3

common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

Kinda switching gears here, but when people use cc!Dream as a reason to hate the Dream SMP, I just… ugh.

Just because the creators/actors/writers/etc of a piece of media do bad things or make bad decisions or do things that you don’t agree with, that doesn’t mean that the actual media is bad.

Heck, Dream wasn’t even the main part of DSMP! There were loads of other things, like L’manburg and Tommy and Wilbur and Bad and the Eggpire and Las Nevadas and Beeduo and November 16th and so many others, that were way more important than Dream’s character!! I’d definitely say that Dream wasn’t the reason that DSMP got popular or became so good; it was because of other people, and their stories and their arcs. That’s what got people into DSMP. Not Dream.

If you don’t want anything to do with Dream, that’s perfectly fine!! But hating DSMP because of that… is kinda weird to me? Because what you’re doing is casting aside all of the wonderful stories that don’t have anything to do with Dream, y’know? That doesn’t seem fair. That seems weird.

I have a lot of thoughts about this issue aksgajsgajfs