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[littlesliceofimmortality]

DIALTOWN FANMERCH !!!

im SO happy to collab with @shininguponthestars for the double sided callum & gingi keychains :-] BUT along with that, im also selling gitd (glow in the dark) randy keychains as WELL as phone- typegingi shaker charms !!!

feast your eyes...

these are all limited stock, being ordered & shipped from within mine own humble abode! international shipping (sorry i cant control the prices! D-X) ... however, they DO come with a discount of 10% off if you order all 3!

[dragondawdles]

the beastie <3

[being-addie]

Online aesthetics and the effects of social media trends

Let's talk about this.

How it can affect young teenagers

Open Tiktok or Instagram and everything on my For You Page now shows "How to achieve a Clean Girl Aesthetic"', "Old Money Aesthetic Hairstyles", "Cottagecore Hobbies", "How to be a Femme Fatale"

It never ends. Trends keep popping up left and right and it's inescapable.

As a young, impressionable teenager, I was, of course, naturally going to be influenced by these ever-changing trends. I'd constantly change my room aesthetic, buy new clothes, and I was never satisfied with my appearance. Why? Because I didn't look like the girls on screen.

News flash. You're never going to look like them. All that content they produce which gets 100k likes is done with excessive attention to detail, expensive lighting and sound equipment, and top-notch editing software. OF COURSE, you can't look like that. It's completely manufactured. It's heartbreaking to see young girls develop body image issues because of the constant bombarding of these "aesthetics" which are basically different beauty standards and stereotypes all wrapped up in a neat little package that is labelled "personality and style". I don't have anything against the concepts of aesthetics. I love how Dark and Light Academia is centred around learning, and how Cottagecore is all about relaxation and not conforming to being part of a 9-5 and just living life. I like how the Clean Girl is focused on being healthy and productive. What I don't like is how all these healthy things, which normal functioning humans should be doing are now turned into "trends" and you must "choose" between them.

Why it's so harmful

Fashion: Since aesthetics keep changing, you're going to find multiple that appeal to you. What happens when you discover you really like cottagecore, but your closet is filled with dark academia tweed? You turn to fast fashion. It's cheap and stylish. But it's horrible for the environment and that floral dress you're wearing was made by a woman in a sweatshop in Bangladesh, while fashion giants like Shein pocket the money.

Makeup: It's always there. Always. You cannot find a "how-to" post regarding aesthetics and makeup is not included. Its always how much blush to apply, why mascara is your best friend, blah blah blah. You know what I want to see? An aesthetic which promotes a clean, fresh face. I do wear makeup, not saying I'm perfect(yes, I wear lip tint and sometimes eyeliner), but it's the ridiculous notion that there's a specific makeup look for each aesthetic, and they say it's not very heavy, but really is concealer, foundation, blush, mascara and lipgloss light makeup?

Other: Then comes the things you should own, the bags, the shoes, the jewellery, the house decor. Did you notice to achieve the look, we're spending money bit by bit? Then you don't even realise it's made a dent in your savings.

Mentality: I hate this part about aesthetics so much. A while ago, I was really interested in Dark Academia and how it was centred around learning and studying. But everything was gloomy and dark and said I should be tired and bitter to achieve this. I'm not a serious person by nature in the first place, but here were blogs telling me to be "mysterious" and how I should be getting only 4 hours of sleep to be true Dark Academia? What is this dystopia? There's this weird obsession with how someone should behave if they like an aesthetic.

Online trends are all consumerism based. It's all to get you to blow your money on things that don't even benefit you.

There's a reason I never include and never will include tags like #clean girl or #pink pilates princess in my posts because it sort of reduces you to a certain aspect. Why confine yourself to these barriers? Wear what you want. Read what you like. The one "aesthetic" I believe in, is "that girl" which in reality is different for everyone, but boils down to being educated, well-mannered, and considerate. I will make a post on this. Being educated and kind is such a flex, not wearing one flowy white dress and "thinking" you're in a meadow. Break out of the pattern of being influenced by algorithms. Don't restrict your identity because of FOMO and the urge to be trendy. You've got this.

<3

[miss-dollette]

Your fandom rants and icks... finally someone said it. I've been thinking about this lately and couldn't put it into words but you hit the nail on the head. There have been so many things that have recently been in the fandom and/or fanfics that have driven me absolutely insane. I'm never one to be a debbie downer or shit on anyones fun but some things have just made me incredibly uncomfortable recently that I've actively had to go through and block/mute tags or blogs because it's overwhelmed the COD tag. It makes me so sad because it's basically stopped me from engaging in anything at all in relation to COD because I feel bombarded and it's not enjoyable. The biggest thing recently that's bothered me is stories being written that are completely out of character for the COD guys. Like I get that it's fanfiction but seeing stuff written that clearly doesn't match the individual(s) written about feels weird and at that point it's not even the original character anymore so whats the point?? I know some people probably strongly disagree but at a certain point it almost feels disrespectful to the original characters and their stories. It also feels like a way for some weird shit to be fleshed out and, again, to each their own and it's fiction blah blah blah, but for fucks sake. Like literally for. fucks. sake. Like you said, It's like people writing stuff about Ghost that would be completely out of character for someone like him, with all of the trauma and experience that is literally canon to him as a character. Maybe it's because I have a degree in psychology and know people who have been through things that are written/portrayed in COD that it all just doesn't sit right with me... Let's not even get started on having a degree in psychology and seeing things like pedo shit practically glorified, let alone being written about. Holy. Fucking. Shit. There are a few writers that I think truly understand certain characters and write about them in such a beautiful way that it makes me so upset that it gets overshadowed and bogged down by absolutely horrendous things in the tags. I'm so sorry this is so long. I didn't intended to write a whole ass dissertation on this but I'm so happy to see someone else is feeling this way.

Everyone is on my ass for what I said. But to be honest, I don't careeeee. I don't. I really don't. They're real mad but I'm just laughing. I'm just expressing my feelings and having fun doing it. It's funny, cause my post got 100 likes in a day. That's telling something.

You should see the messages im receiving. I don't mind, I love trolling a little.

I said the hard truth, and they can't handle it.

'Preciate your message. Great minds think alike.

If you wanna laugh, check out my responses to these messages. I had fun.

[hot-take-tournament]

most of my theories are surrounding kazui because he's my favourite prisoner (if you can't tell)

right first off - his "sin". At first I assumed it was cheating from the half music video because, wow that was vague, but now with cat and his new voice drama I don't think so anymore. I have 3 working theories

1. He's gay and married to meet societal expectations

2. He's aroallo and married to meet societal expectations

3. he just simply never loved her and married to meet societal expectations

Ranked that in order of likeliness because tbh I feel like the last one wouldn't give as much of dept to his character as the other two and I think milgram has a running theme of "they did a bad thing BUT" blah blah blah with the prisoners and no.3 kinda just makes him seem like an asshole for not telling her sooner.

So: No.1 and No.2

Both of my reasonings for thinking so are very similar, the lyrics about acting and "why can't I be normal?" would fit for both. If he's gay/aromatic he'd be 'different' then what society expects of him. The apple = sin imagery (atleast that's how I've interpreted it) would fit for being gay, and the lyrics about how he "just wanted to touch and caress" could hint that he only wanted a physical relationship (or that he's aromantic) and kinda just dug himself into a hole so he could fit society's expectations (I could go alot more indept but I don't wanna bombard you)

Then there's the whole question of how his wife actually died, and again I've got two main theories

1. She hung herself

2. Kazui pushed her off a balcony

For No.1 the chair constantly appearing in Half could point to that, also the fact that based on his voice dramas it seems he never actually killed her with his hands but No.2 also has some evidence behind it aswell.

We know he's strong enough to defeat Kotoko, he probably wouldn't have a problem with pushing his wife in terms of strength. When Kazui is bent towards the chair in Half there's imagery of a balcony in the distance, and in Cat at the end when Kazui 'eats' the dove his wife immediately falls and the apple splats on the ground. If they were arguing after Kazui told her the truth and things got heated, he would be able to overpower her. Also right before his wife falls his shadow is standing behind her rather,, omenicingly (that's probably spelt wrong)

then I have two more kinda throw away theories

1. The line at the end of Cat - "Lick that sin and oppose punishment, until you can meet the king of the masquerade" kind of sounds like Kazui is asking the audience to vote him innocent/forgiven. If we "oppose his punishment", we'll see the true Kazui in his 3rd Trial? The "King of the Masquerade"?? Maybe.

2. Shidou's family died in a car crash he caused/ he was driving when it happened. This is definitely reaching but look his answer about driving in the Q&A's feels very off okay. It would kind of make sense too,, if someone in his family needed blood or an organ or something it could be reason enough in his eyes to purposefully fail surgeries (assuming that's his crime)

Thats all, I like to think about imagery and symbolism more than actually theorising (leave that to the smarter pros) so I don't have many. Good day

I know that after a discussion about Valentine's Day is by far the worst time to post this specifically, but I finally caught up and I don't want to leave this any longer, so before I forget;

(I know some of you aren't here to see milgram theories, so I'll tag it and hide it under the cut)

Now that I've finally watched Cat, I really wanted to put together a full complete theory I was pretty confident on, but I've spent hours thinking about this trainwreck of a man, and I still got nothing - here's how much theory I wrote on Kazui after watching Cat, and I still don't know shit

Everything about him is so contradictory; after Shidou's second MV I feel as though I have a theory that I think explains everything from both Trial 1 and 2 - his MVs, his voice dramas, all of it - so I'd really hoped I could do the same with Kazui, but he's such a hot mess that I've really been struggling to even wrap my head around everything we've seen so far.

Just from what we were shown in Undercover, I don't think that it's a stretch to assume that Kazui's wife took her own life by jumping from the balcony - but that's about the only thing I'm even remotely confident in.

We know that Kazui apparently spent his marriage - and most of his life - hiding some big secret that we don't know about, and there's a lot of evidence that would support the idea that the secret he was hiding was that he's gay; he talks about trying to live as himself, the 'way he was born' - even the title of his MV, 'Cat', could be a reference to how apparently in Japanese slang 'neko' can refer to a bottom in a gay relationship, as opposed to 'tachi', which means top.

But his second voice drama really threw me - it heavily implies that Kazui has a previous history of violence that he's potentially been trying to leave in the past, and if that was the big secret he was hiding, it would explain a lot of the things that don't quite seem to fit the 'Kazui is gay' theory - but Cat doesn't really support that idea, so I don't know how much water it holds.

And then there's the woman in Half, who, given that she has a detailed face, must be important to him - but she hasn't been mentioned since.

So yeah, I have no idea what to do with this man lol

I've also been thinking a lot about that line from Cat you mentioned - 'Lick that sin and oppose punishment, until you can meet the king of the masquerade' - and I think it's meant to be a metaphor comparing Kazui and Es (and by extension, the audience) to cats grooming each other; basically, like one cat cleaning another, we're washing away his sin to justify an innocent verdict, even though we're not even close to seeing the real him.

It's more or less the same sentiment Yuno expressed in her voice drama - because we (the audience) want to believe Kazui is a good person, we're manufacturing scenarios that let us be sympathetic to him, even though there's no evidence to base those theories on.

All in all, the only thing I'm sure of is that I'm terrified of how little we still know about Kazui.

(Though to be fair, I'm way more terrified by the fact that we're most of the way through Trial 2 and we still don't know where Kotoko managed to find a baseball bat in the magic murder prison.)

Anyway, those are my initial thoughts - either way, Cat's a jam and it's been living rent-free in my head all day <3

[wh4thefnk]

What I find interesting is that in a way it confirms they know the fandom’s discourse; and clearly this is a conversation that has taken place.

It definitely seems that way. He’s specifically referencing how he gets bombarded with negative social media reactions on Twitter and Instagram (tag after tag blah blah) involving him directly which goes to your point of the fandom absolutely playing itself. Why tf is it so hard to keep things to Tumblr and LSA? Why do you have to go and park yourselves in these people’s comment sections? No strategy whatsoever. I can’t even sympathize that much when GP call his fans crazy because that is crazy behavior sorry.

“Why tf is it so hard to keep things to Tumblr and LSA? Why do you have to go and park yourselves in these people’s comment sections? “

This. That’s so unnecessary, it contributes to nothing but the victimization of them; and maybe even his protectiveness of her. Congrats everyone lol.

[snzunii]

— SEE YOU AGAIN. [25]

+ summary. in which you and sanzu are in a very chaotic marriage.

+ tags. romance, fluff, heavy (?) angst, modern au, smau, arrange marriage au, college setting, use of profanities, eventual smut, 18+

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+ status. on-going

+ series masterlist.

“Good morning!”

A smile was visible on Haruchiyo’s face as soon as he heard your voice, and the next he felt your arm clinging on his waist while you were bombarding his face with kisses. His eyes were still closed but he can imagine you looking at him with that smile that he has always adored. “C’mon, wake up.”

“Mhm.” he hummed, turning to face you as he slowly opened his eyes, “What time is it?”

“3 to 7.” you giggled. “So, get your ass up and let’s make breakfast.”

It is your second day at the vacation house and even though you know you’d get to see each other for the next few days—the rest of your lives, rather, you want to make the most out of this mini vacation.

Well, it is to make up for that ruined trip. And, tomorrow you’ll go back to your normal lives. Today, you’ll just have to forget that you have responsibilities outside of this little world you have for yourselves.

That reminds you, you both thought of four things last night of what you wanted to do for this day and the first number on that list was to…

1) Make breakfast together.

It was one of the things that you both missed when you two weren’t talking to each other. It still breaks your heart when you remember that one morning when you bumped into each other in the kitchen—it was absolute silence. It was like you were a cold wind just passing him by. But no need to bother yourself about that now, right? After all, you two are doing fine.

You are fine, now that you can see your husband struggling to tie his apron—he’s so cute, you snickered as you shook your head, motioning your hand for him to come close to you. “C’mere.”

He chuckled, scratching the back of his head as he moved towards you, turning his back for you to be able to tie his apron. “I missed this.”

You just smiled, wrapping your arms around his waist as soon as you finished tying his apron. “Me too. Why don’t we start now ‘cause I’m starving?”

…

“You suck at this!”

“No! You suck!” you retaliated, completely focused on clicking any buttons on the controller just to win against your husband who keeps on teasing you—as expected of him. Laughter fills the whole room as the game finishes—laughter from your husband who you just looked at with a blank stare. “You cheated.”

2) Play video games (it was pretty obvious who put this on the list, right?)

“I didn’t! I was beside you the whole time, how could I’ve cheated?!” he said with his eyebrows raised and a bit of a smug look—okay, a lot of a smug look dancing on his facial features. “Just admit you aren’t good at this.”

“Blah, blah.” you dropped the controller on the sofa, “I don’t want to play anymore.”

“Loser.”

…

3) Buy groceries together

“We don't need that-”

“But I need this.” Haruchiyo snickered as he put the bag of candies back in the cart. You didn't have any choice but to roll your eyes, what can you do when he’s so insistent on buying the candy.

“Fine.” you surrendered, pushing the cart out of the aisle with your husband following you.

Later on, you feel his presence beside you—chuckling. “This is so fun. We should make this a weekly thing.”

“Then what? You’ll keep on buying things that we don't even need? There won't be a next time. I won’t bring you here again.”

…

And last but not the least, 4) Sleep under the stars just like you both used to

“That’s not how our dads made it.” you said, hands on the side of your hips as you look at the blanket fort you both made at the backyard.

“Then do you wanna call them?” Haruchiyo asked, with obvious sarcasm, of course.

You ignored him and entered the fort filled with pillows, a familiar comfort fills your heart as you look around inside. Who says you’re too old for stuff like this?

Haruchiyo followed you inside, throwing himself beside you. “Do you remember when you and Senju locked me inside the blanket fort?”

“Dumb ass, how would we lock you it’s just a blanket. We just clipped it outside and you thought you’re locked in. You could've just pulled the blankets apart. Not so smart now, are we?” you laughed, pinching his cheeks when he threw you a blank stare.

Even though your husband is throwing you a death stare, you couldn't help but laugh as you remember that moment. Though, when you heard him start crying at the time, you easily surrendered and opened the fort. You will always have a soft spot for Haruchiyo, especially when he’s crying.

You hated to see him or even hear him cry.

“Whatever.” he grumbled, snuggling close to you, making your arm his pillow while he wrapped his arm around your waist. “You were so mean to me, until now.”

“Excuse me?!”

But the two of you knew that that wasn't true. For him, you were the only one he had. For Haruchiyo, you were one of the kindest people he had ever met.

You always protected him, he knows that you hate it when you see him getting hurt and maybe that’s why you had to hide the one big thing that you know would hurt him.

But still, you shouldn't have. Because even though he understands you, it is still hurting him. Even being with you right now, because he knows you have a kind heart and he is aware that you couldn't bear the weight of what has happened—even though everything seems fine—Haruchiyo knows you. You have always protected him and he knows you will never forgive yourself for hurting him.

“‘m just kidding.” he whispered, “You’re always so kind to me and to the people around you. That’s one of the things I love about you.”

You closed your eyes, leaning your cheek on his head. “Tell me more.”

“Hm. I love that you always tried to fight Takeomi when we were kids.” he chuckled—trying to think of the things that he loved most about you, “I don't know.” his grip on your waist tightens, “I just… I love everything you do and everything that you are.”

“Haru.”

“Hm?”

“Are you really happy right now?”

He can say all these things, he can laugh or smile even, but you know his eyes tell different things—his eyes depict a different version of the story. You're not too dumb to realize that this—his whole time with you here, is just him pretending to be alright.

He wants to tell you that he is because he’s with you.

“I want to be.”

And how he hated that he had to tell you the truth. Do you even know why he chose this place to spend this weekend with you? He was so desperate to look at you the way he did before.

He was so determined to bring it all back, to cover it all up but no matter what he does—this version of you is all that he sees. The version of you that he doesn't even know, the you that he couldn't even trust.

“Hm.” you hummed, feeling the subtle tears dropping on the side of your eyes. “Do you still love me?”

“I do.”

“But?”

“I love you so much and everything that you were but I don't know if I… I just don't like this person that I’m with right now.”

He wasn't expecting this—you both didn't. You two were together ever since you were kids, you grew together. You expect that you would be with him forever and he did too. He just didn't see it coming, he didn't see that he wouldn't like the person that you grew into.

And maybe, you understand. It wasn't a small thing you did, it was enough for the two of you to fall apart. You couldn't force him to be fine with it.

“I’m sorry…” you heard him hiccup, you pulled him close to you—fingers running through the strands of his hair as you soothe him. “Everything’s just different. I don't know If I could do this anymore.”

“It’s okay, Haru. I’ll be fine and you… will be fine.” you whispered, fighting all the might to stop yourself from sobbing. You didn't want to make it harder than it is.

All you could ever think of was, if you had a chance to go back…

…you would definitely do things differently.

Everything feels surreal. You keep on hoping that this is just a nightmare and soon you’ll wake up but why can you feel the pain inside your chest? He too, wishes that this was just a cruel dream—but it wasn't.

He knows it’s unfair to stay when he isn't sure and you know it’s unfair to make him stay when all of this hurts him.

“I love you, Haru. You know that, right?”

He pulled you close, making the most of the borrowed time you both have. “I know you do.”

So now, all you could do was to wait for the stars to disappear—wait for all the shining lights that burn brightly to lose their light. Until then, you get to hold each other like tomorrow doesn't exist.

...

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[roo-bastmoon]

Oh you also believe that sometimes jk seems distant and behaves with jimin with a straight face but not with any other member. Because i do too. But it's hard to talk about it here bcz no account here is ready to listen. They just insults you saying that you want them to be out,your selfish and blah blah. I hope jikook are fine and happy with eachother and jk continues to love jimin like always and his love never fades...bcz it is also possible to fall out of love after years..so i hope and wish that this never be the case in their relationship ever.

Yes, agreed ! I have to call it like I see it, even if there’s tremendous peer pressure to parrot that everything’s fine, that nothing has ever changed, that the silence and awkwardness that sometimes bleeds through their interactions is all in your head.

I’ve stopped putting my thoughts around Jikook in the Jikook tag because this discourse seemed to really stress out older army who get bombarded with asks from insecure newbies like me. I sympathize. But there is some gate keeping around the “correct” way to view Jikook and frankly no one has the right to police other people’s thoughts. It’s not a crime to say “Hey, something feels a bit off! What do you think?”

I see both plenty of evidence of JK’s affection (finger heart, I love you!, butt grabs, bridal carry, car rides, boxing together, soft tones, traitor!, this was your best music video yet! don’t cry! You didn’t share your solo songs? I’m upset! Jimin is mine!, Keep being jealous!, he said Jungkookah!! and then we hugged, tattoo placements, reports of sitting together at Vegas restaurant, going home in the same car) and evidence of distance (doesn’t initiate flirtatious touch with Jimin but does with other members, doesn’t mention Jimin’s illness or OST, looks at Jimin blankly when he displays affection—or doesn’t look at him at all, doesn’t stare or orbit like he used to, doesn’t acknowledge Jimin on social media, etc.)

Could be a lot of reasons for this that don’t spell doom for Jikook—we should withhold judgement until more behind the scenes content and the new BTS Run episodes come out. It could all be due to the mail scandal and the pressure of back-to-back illness/rehearsals/commercials/game development/travel/Grammys/concerts/White House/festa announcement/collabs. It’s been a busy six months!

I too hope all is well and that they are happy together and as individuals! <3

[facepalming-since-chernobyl]

Being a supercorp shipper sometimes sucks when i go to look at fanart but get bombarded with anti crap (all types of anti) and immature people gatekeeping. Like bruh, people can ship whatever they want, whether it be the old canon ship from the comic (Supergirl x Brainy) or fanon like Karamel or Supercorp or Valorcorp or Sanvers (though it would have been nice if Queller kept Maggie's daughter from the comics since she's a middle aged lesbian with a child). Is it really that hard for all of us to get along and agree that the showrunners make shitty story arcs for all of the characters? because really the CW dc shows are just terrible fanfics inspired by the comics. (also, Lar Gand/Mon El is no longer Superman's adoptive brother in the comics, he is now Jon Kent's great grandson which means he's related to Kara..... it sucks I know, as a Legion fan I hate the new comic canon lore with a passion)

And you are sure you use the tags not the search? Because when you use search, you see all stuff aka things that are tagged anti too. At least on the tumblr, not sure about twitter and insta. But if you see karamels being mean and tagging their anti stuff as SC, send me a link, I will ask to remove the tags.

As for your general question, no, I don't think we as ship fandoms can live peacefuly and agree that ship and allow to ship. For some reason, if the fandoms focus too much on ships (my theory is, when a show basically sucks and there is nothing to focus but relationships the fandoms go to shit. It's kind of the tv/movie producers fault, because of them forcing love relationships to every show/movie, even when they could just fucking not, but sex sells blah blah blah) they turn to be super fanatic, gross and basically behave like they are on a war for a better world, while it all is about getting the two characters they like to kiss.

This is what happened to SG. There is basically nothing to talk about in the main tags, most posts are just about ships or pics of that one fanatcis fave. And I miss the times when I could go to the tags and read some meta, sigh.

I don't know the rest of the shows, I don't watch them, but the fact is Gossip Queller Girl and Rowner should have not become the showruners of this show. Queller admitted she has never read a comic book. That's my whole comment.

I mean, I don't read the comics (I'm too annoyed by the fact the are gazillion diffrent veriosns that are contradicting to each other, I prefered manga, sorry), but I treat the comic book canon and tv show canon like two different versions. It's like show Kara didn't fuck a horse and Lobotomizer never used a wheelchair and was not disabled etc.

Also, I have heard a lot of Mon-El and Legion fans hate the new version, so you are not alone.

[chaoticspacefam]

The Lana Shipping Meme!

This is a meme made by @swtor-legacy-sitcom​ who very kindly tagged me to fill it in, thank you! :D This was super fun, I’ve been in a bit of a writing rutt lately so this was a nice way to sort-of dip my toe back into it :P I TOTALLY forgot this was in my drafts and forgot to schedule it to post, I’m soooo sorry it took so long lmao 😳😬

I’m not sure if we’re supposed to tag other people with this one so I’ll just leave a general, open tag here: if you have a Lana ship and want to fill this one out, feel free to yoink the meme and say I tagged you! Yes, I promise I mean you <3

Spoilers for KOTFE/KOTET, and slight spoilers for the Subterfugeverse “version” of said events, will be discussed below, so be aware of that before proceeding! There’s also some midlly nsfw questions so you might wanna skip those if they’re not your thing! :D Under a cut because it’s long, but no trigger warnings need apply.

Is Lana Beniko absolutely done with their shit?

Oh yes, absolutely. Nearly always. At any given time, BUT Lana wouldn’t have it any other way. Saarai may be a reckless, overly-heroic idiot with seemingly no self-preservation, but she’s Lana’s reckless, overly-heroic idiot, ya know :’D

Do they make jokes together?

Fairly often, yes! Theirs is very much a flirty/fond banter type of relationship. Lana tells her she’s insufferable, Saarai rolls her eyes and snarks back, so on. See:

Saarai: Well this was a stupid idea Lana: Considering it was one of yours, I’m not surprised Saarai: Why didn’t you say something? Lana: I did and you did it anyway. And what have we learnt from this? Saarai, quietly: I’m a dumbass and I should listen to you more.... Lana: Good. I still love you, though. Saarai: :’D

Lana, two minutes later: You’re going to do it again, aren’t you? Saarai: Yeah, probably.

as well as that little cutscene “You’d better come back blah blah blah” “Well I have you to rescue me, that’s all I need~” is their default pre-dangerous battle banter :P

Who’s hornier? (who initiates)

Saarai is definitely hornier, and while she’s not always the one to initiate, she’s definitely the one to ask more often. (if I had to give it a number, prolly something like 65/45 lol) One of these days, Lana’s going to buy a spray bottle /jk

Kinkiest they’ve been?

Not awfully. Saarai’s a biter (Lana likes it, don’t worry 😏) and she loves it when Lana pulls her hair, but other than that, and making use of connections within the Force to heighten the sensations during such activities ;) they’re pretty vanilla

There was a post going around a while back about an alternative to a praise kink that was like, a “reassurance” kink, instead. I can’t find the actual post to link to it and I haven’t pinned down any specifics for them yet but I definitely think that’s a Saarai thing to look into later 😏

Has Lana ever covered up something your OC did as Minister of Intelligence?

In a roundabout way, yes. Technically, Saarai’s entire existence on Rishii. Since, teeechhnically, as far as the Empire’s concerned at that point, Rai’s supposed to be dead. Lana doesn’t know the technicalities of why that is (and Saarai isn’t comfortable telling her, even now), but she knows it’s important, so she does it for her even if she doesn’t know why.

Favorite non sexual downtime activity?

Cuddles! Saarai is a cuddlebug, and while Lana enjoys them she’s definitely not the “if I don’t get cuddled x times a day I can’t go on” type (in my headcanon, ofc, I’m not saying she can never be that way!) but, Saarai’s also very warm and cuddling her is cozy, so it’s something they both enjoy, whether Rai’s the big spoon, or - and this is Rai’s favourite thing ever - Saarai putting her head in Lana’s lap so Lana can play with her hair, it’s something they always do at the end of the day when they’re both done with work.

Mushiest thing Your OC has ever done for Lana?

So, I’m too impatient & lazy to do the actual HK missions in-game, but I know you can technically get another HK unit, so because ✨it’s my fanfic and I get to make the rules✨ Saarai sent Aria (my DS! Jedi Shadow, very good at stealth) back to Zakuul and though it was a bit battered up, she managed to retrieve HK’s processor. They had to get him a new chassis, but Koth and Ty managed to salvage the rest of his “important” bits and they rebuilt HK for her after they settled on Odessen :’3

Most Embarrassed Lana has ever been because of your OC?

In the middle of an important meeting, in front of everyone on the Alliance High Council, including Theron, Senya, Ni’kasi, Vano, etc.

Lana, sarcastically, after they’ve been disagreeing on how to handle a particular matter for ~1 hr: hahaha bite me.

Saarai, dead serious: Okay, where? 😏

Lana was mortified, to say the least XD

That thing that happened that they vow to NEVER speak of?

Saarai’s reaction when they went to Nathema. Rai’s psychometric, and in hindsight she realises putting her hand on that wall as she ducked into the building was a mistake. She was bombarded with flashback after flashback of what had happened on Nathema when it was still Medriaas, the planet where she was born and where most of her family died, it was not a pleasant experience for her and Rai actually collapsed at one stage because it was all too much for her ;w;

Lana had to bring her back around and herd her back on the ship, where Rai had to wait because she just couldn’t go any further, and Lana and Vano had to go on alone. Lana agreed not to tell anyone else about what had happened, because Saarai didn’t want any of them to worry about her, or think she was “weak” because of it.

The Angriest they’ve ever been at each other?

There’s actually two instances that come to mind for this one

1) Koth’s betrayal/stealing of the Gravestone, Lana was pissed at Koth and wanted to take it out on him, Saarai was pissed at the situation and got between them and chewed Lana out for taking it out on him. (Subterfugeverse is kinda complicated, there’s two Commanders calling the shots for different parts of the Alliance, Koth took issue with something Vano did and made the reckless, kinda stupid decision to still steal the Gravestone even tho Saarai didn’t do anything. (also for anyone new to the blog, all three of them are dating, they’re polyam ;)) Lana took it personally, Saarai was more upset that he was upset and didn’t say anything before he did something stupid. Rai and Lana butted heads about how to deal with it, Lana got salty cause she got yelled at, but they ofc fix it later :3)

2) Torian’s death. Saarai had tried to warn Lana what would happen if they split Vette & Torian up during that fight, Lana brushed it off and told Rai to “stop overreacting, it will be fine”. Obviously, it was not fine. Rai was very angry at the result because, I quote, “I WARNED YOU! And you wouldn’t listen to me!” Saarai refused to speak to Lana for a few days after that, it was kinda a rough time for Lana, she’s only seen Rai get that angry a few times, and only once at her so it shook her a bit. 😢

How does both Lana, and your OC initiate the ‘fade to black’ ;)

For Saarai, the “indicator” is usually when her kisses start to become 50/50 between kissing and biting/nibbling. That’s the universal “ok I want to” signal for Rai. Usually very quickly followed by a soft “yes?” or “are you sure?”, either against her skin or into her ear, depending on where she’s kissing at the time; because she’ll always check first, and if Lana says “no”, it’s off, because Lana’s consent is more important than any of her feelings.

For Lana, it’s when she’ll let Rai pick her up and/or usually to pin her to a wall. There’s a decent height difference, Saarai’s 6 ft 3, and I headcanon that while Lana’s not necessarily “short” at around 5 ft 8, she’s considerably smaller than Rai, as well as being more “reserved” with PDA, she’ll hold hands, or kiss her on the cheek etc. in front of other people, but otherwise Lana tries to keep somewhat “professional” while they’re at work. So when she starts climbing her like a tree, Rai knows she’s about to get some. XD

Do they have kids?

Kiiiinddd of? It’s complicated. Saarai has a son, Ty, from a previous relationship. Lana & Koth both sort of step up to help co-parent, but since Sith Purebloods age differently (i.e. they’re adults at ~20ish the same as humans, but after that they’re more like elves and their physical aging slows down, so they’re more long-lived), even though Ty’s very young by Pureblood standards, he’s still 60 years old, so he’s technically older than Lana and it’s kind of awkward for him to actually call her mom even if she kind of acts like one. He accidentally called her “mom” once, it was very awkward for both of them XD

What has been the most protective Lana has ever had of said kid?

I sat and scratched my head for ages trying to think of something to answer this question with, but I’m very sad to say that right now at the time of answering this meme, I don’t have any specific scenes planned out to tell you about! :( But rest assured that Lana absolutely would rush to help Ty if it was ever necessary :D

House pets? Is your Lana a dog person, or Cat person?

Funnily enough, they don’t actually have any pets! I’d like to think of Lana as more of a cat person than a dog person, in my personal opinion. But they have yet to get any pets of their own, maybeee later on, I dunno. Haven’t hit on any solid ideas for them yet, but I feel like if they happened upon a cute kitty they definitely could adopt one at some stage :’3

Do they get freaky on the Alliance Base or in the Shuttles?

They’ve done both, to be honest lol. Thankfully, Saarai’s sneaky enough that they haven’t gotten caught doing it, yet. Thank the Force.

Are their Sparring Matches Flirtatious? Hardcore?

They could go either way, it depends on what kind of mood they’re both in. If Lana’s particularly annoyed (usually not at Rai, but sometimes) then it’s more likely to be a hardcore spar, Rai’s a pretty tough cookie so she’ll often offer to be Lana’s punching bag in order to spare them some repair bills so she doesn’t rip apart the training dummies irrepairably, it’s okay, Rai can take it ;)

But if they’re both in an otherwise good mood and are just sparring for practise sakes, then yes, they often very quickly devolve into flirtacious banter and some of the classics, you know, “okay you win, you can let me go now” “mmm, nah” “I thought we were sparring” “do you want me to stop” “...don’t you dare.” etc. :’D

Class Specific things that play into their relationship?

Saarai’s a Juggernaut, and I headcanon Lana’s probably some sort of Sorcerer, so they tend to fight as such. They cover each other in more ways than one, if you want to get to Lana you have to go through Saarai first (and good luck to you, that woman can take and give a fucking beating lmao). Lana picks off whatever Saarai’s saber misses, usually with Force attacks but sometimes with her saber, too. Saarai takes bullets for Lana so Lana doesn’t have to get hurt. Lana yells at Rai for doing that and then fixes her up with Force healing afterwards, rinse and repeat. :’D

When they do argue, Lana tends to spontaneously manifest Force lightning, Saarai’s used to it and doesn’t bat an eyelid, she knows Lana’s not actually going to throw it at her and she’s more than prepared to dodge any stray bolts that do come her way.

Lana’s the tactician and the ground support, Saarai’s the battering ram/the bigass hammer used to clear space when Lana needs a bit of extra “oomph” (and trust me, they’re usually never far apart. The other one will be there and then you’ll be in trouble lmao)

Describe a time your OC went ‘Full beast mode’ to protect Lana, instead of the other way around?

"Kriff. Koth, what happened?” Three words was all it took, and everything made sense: “They hurt Lana.”

That scene in the Endless Swamps on Zakuul, just before they pull the Gravestone out of it and Lana and the Commander get ambushed. Saarai went with Lana & Koth to break Vano out of carbonite (since Saarai was still on Rishii at the time, she doesn’t get frozen, only Vano) so when they split up, Saarai goes with Koth to look for ship parts while Vano goes with Lana to look for water.

Lana and Vano get ambushed by the Knights/Skytroopers, and Lana’s hand gets busted. It takes Saarai and Koth a little while to rush over there to help them, but when they do

Saarai. Goes. Fucking. Feral. It’s the scariest she’s ever been in front of Lana and Lana will never forget it, they almost didn’t really need Senya’s help for that part, Saarai basically had it covered. I imagine Lana later described it as “kind of hot, but also kind of terrifying, actually”

Saarai’s considered Chaotic Good, so generally speaking if there’s a peaceful, non-violent solution to a problem, she’ll opt for that, but she has a few buttons that you just do not want to push, ever. And hurting her partners is one of those buttons. She will go apeshit and that’s exactly what happened in the swamp lmao

Little things couples do to annoy each other. What does Lana do? What does your OC do?

Saarai likes to wake up early and hide Lana’s kaf mug in increasingly ridiculous places. Once, she even got Koth to help her stick it to the top of the Gravestone’s hull. It took Lana half the morning to find it, Lana was not amused. XD

Saarai and Koth also have an ongoing “terrible puns” contest where they basically see who can annoy Lana with the most ridiculous puns possible, see this post for an example :P Lana wonders where/how they keep coming up with these puns, she really does.

Does Lana get jealous in your headcanon?

Not really! In Subterfugeverse, both Rai and Lana are polyam, so generally speaking, jealousy isn’t a problem for them, and when it is it’s more of a case of “hey. Hey. Hey, I’m not getting enough attention, pay attention to me.” and then it’s usually dealt with and all is well ;)

When Lana meets Anri, the only thing Saarai does is tease her about “when she’s going to make the move”. 😜

Story that is prominent in their relationship?

I was gonna draw a little doodle for this but the poses kept not coming out right so I gave up, sorryyy qAq

I haven’t gotten very far into planning the SoR onwards+ segments of Subterfugeverse, just bits and bobs like this, but I’d say for now the most prominent is probably their first meeting on Rishii. Basically, meet-cute but with a lightsaber involved too hahaha. There was a lot of posturing and flirty subtext right from the get-go with these two, even if Saarai was particularly suspicious at first (see the earlier question about her being technically dead to the Empire). At first, when she noticed Lana tailing Ty (because Lana was extremely confused about why a Pureblood was so far from Sith space ;)), Saarai assumed that something had happened to her twin and the Empire had A) found out she and Ty were still alive and B) Sent Lana to track them down and kill them for good. Several tension-loaded hours later and Lana managed to convince Rai that actually, Ni’kasi was fine and speaking of, she was trying to avoid being killed too so maybe, actually, they could help each other. And that was all she wrote <3

[industrious-sloth]

9. FOLKORE by Taylor Swift

Oh boy. Let me preface this by saying I am a late convert to Taylor Swift. I didn’t like he country albums, I really did not appreciate being bombarded by news of what she was up to despite not having asked; and didn’t think she could sing. Once I blacklisted the #taylor swift tag, though, I found that I could enjoy some of her pop stuff isolated from all the discourse around it. Blank Space still is my favourite song of hers, something a righteous and true swiftie might sneer at (there’s a great episode of the Switched on Pop podcast explaining why Blank Space works so well, back from when it first came out).

There’s this strange thing about Taylor Swift’s albums, though. I never like them the first time I listen to them. It’s not that I blatantly dislike them, but they take some getting used to. Take hoax, for instance, which at first ranked between blah and meh, yet now is one of my favourites. In no way is this odd effect exclusive to Folklore, either – last year’s Lover, which remains her best in my opinion, also needed to grow on the listener, as did Reputation. Evermore is yet to grow on me, but at this point I doubt it will – she would have done better by launching it as a B-side to Folklore as opposed to as its own album, because it really just sounds like the Folklore Rejects Compilation (apart from Long Story Short and Champagne Problems).

All of this got me thinking about the number of chances we give albums before we make up our minds about them. Would I have enjoyed Folklore as much as I did, in the end, had it not been in everyone’s mind? Had it not been trending for the entire week it came out, would I have given it another shot? Some albums do take longer to reveal themselves, so how do you know when they simply won’t? Am I going to stand corrected in two months saying that actually, Evermore is a fine album? And if I do, wouldn’t it be a little messed up that it is only due to how unescapable Taylor Swift is? Furthermore, how can I even tell whether Folklore is a good record or if I have simply been overexposed to it, having come to find comfort in songs to which I know the lyrics and notes? How can one even attempt to find common ground in criticism when one is forced into “Distant Listening”?

Perhaps we would do best to start at the more basic level, no discourse: just the good, the bad, and the weird. Actually, let’s start with the bad, as that is always more fun for evil-spirited people such as myself: I hate the grammar in this album – and by that, I don’t mean the pretentious interactions some critics refer to as grammar, but the actual grammar. I am an English teacher, and pop singers really complicate my life when they take a perfectly usable song to teach students English, and ruin it with bad grammar. It happened last year with The Man  – why couldn’t she have said If I were a man? Why, god, why? I could have been able to teach them second conditionals and feminism– and again in songs here.

Take The 1, for instance, where she says “if you wanted me, you really should have showed”, instead of the correct participle form shown. It wouldn’t have made any difference whatsoever, rhyme or song wise, the one thing it would have done is save the life of ESL teachers everywhere. In this same song, she constantly uses “would’ve been” when she should be using “had”. Listen, I would not be pointing this out were it not extremely bothersome to me as a Brazilian English major. I start getting like Henry Higgins, about to burst into Why Can’t the English Teach Their Children How to Speak? If I ever made such mistakes, people would think I didn’t speak proper English.

Honestly, the 1 isn’t even the worst song grammar-wise – I can still listen to it and enjoy it, unlike mad woman, which is every ESL teacher’s nightmare. I can just imagine a snarky pre-teen going “But Taylor Swift says more crazy instead of crazier and more angry instead of angrier, and she’s American, so she’s right!” and closing the book on comparatives. Why must Taylor make my life so hard? Also, what’s up with the lower-case titles? That’s just pretentious. And yes, it’s annoying when Ariana does it as well.

Anyhow, this is a great album despite my pet-peeves. The storytelling is fun, the lyrics brilliant as usual, and Taylor’s realisation that she doesn’t always have to write about herself even better. I also love the unrequited rhymes in this, You heard the rumours from Inez/ You can’t believe a word she says is such a kooky combination, it’s practically insane. Those, nevertheless, make startling appearances all over the record, here’s another one, from last great american dynasty,  which could have been written for Lana Del Rey: The wedding was charming, but a little gauche/ There’s only so far new money goes.

Taylor really rhymed Inez with says, and gauche with goes. And it worked. Also, when she sings “I’ve been meaning to tell you your house was haunted”… What do you mean, you’ve been meaning to tell them? Is it not pressing enough?

“Oh, by the way, I’ve been meaning to tell you, I saw a poltergeist at your house.”

“What, like, now?”

“No, I saw it a couple of months ago. Forgot to mention it.”

Incredible. I love lyrics that make you think – not in a philosophical or existential way, just, you know, about the situation their acceptance of their premise actually requires. Even the metaphors: my only one, my smoking gun. What does that mean? I don’t know, but I want to think about it until it makes sense!

Obviously, betty is everyone’s darling, but this is me trying is the real lyrical masterpiece of this album, at least for all clinical depressives out there, including yours truly. Is it extremely bold of Taylor Swift to write a Former Gifted Kid anthem, considering she has not ceased to put out hit after hit since she was in her teens? As an ex-gifted kid myself, I am okay with it as long as it’s good and accurate.

Folklore has so many secrets, so many auburn leaves paving its way, we could not possibly talk about every one of them. It has certainly felt like a quarantine album in that it’s been a fine quarantine companion, always whispering something new.

Best song: Spotify Wrapped doesn’t lie, and it’s my tears ricochet even though some of the lyrics in it are sort of over-the-top (I’m seriously talking about every time the word ricochet shows up, and nothing else).

Skip: mad woman. I cannot listen to it. Infuriating.

Best lyrics: You told me all of my cages were mental/ So I got wasted like all my potential (this is me trying)

I mean, how can you beat that? I’m seriously asking. For a friend

[meme-loving-stuck]

i 100% agree with ur post on tagging the sensitive subjects but also blacklisting tags has worked on mobile for me gor a while (im on ios tho) !! i hope youre well

No yea i was referring to "content blocking". It's a different thing which will block certain words or even URLS in a post. It doesn't exist on mobile-only blacklisting tags does. So when people post horrific shit without tagging it, I have no way of blocking it.

I included that part to avoid anyone going "well it's YOUR FAULT for not using content blocking blah blah" it's not on mobile and I only use mobile and I can't update it for fear of it breaking too. (Huge 180 from like a year ago I know, desktop is fucked)

Im a lil stressed that I can't be online for a minute without being constantly bombarded with all the horrible things in the world (things which I am already aware of and talking about whenever possible) but I'll live lol it's just annoying that people just hit rb and don't care. I hope youre doing well too!

[ravens-rambling]

“What do you say?”

A/N: So uuhhhh happy (really really late) valentine's day everyone!! I am so sorry this is so late I wrote this but didn’t have time to edit it and blah blah blah. This is sorta a vent fic and it felt sorta good to express these feelings out. Idk this is properly shit but here ya go take it! 

summary: It's Valentines Day, a day that Virgil always hated and always wishes the day never existed in the first place. This year, however, he really really wished it never existed, he wished he could just disappear for the entire day. After going through a rough breakup just a few weeks earlier he is still picking up his pieces, luckily his best friend is there to help him through this day and to spend some company with him. And Virgil thought it was the best time as any to ask a question that’s been lingering in his head for quite some time. 

WC: 2,376

ships: QueerPlatonic Analogical, Romantic Royality, Platonic LAMP 

warnings: Mentions of breakups, Mentions of Crying, Mentions of Anxiety, touch starved 

Tag List: @punsterterry @stormcrawler75 @frostedlover @mutechild  @mycatshuman @panicattheeverywhere15 @thewinterbookqueen @analogical-mess

It was Virgil’s least favorite holiday, Valentine’s Day. Normally he hates this holiday for the reason being it was simply a stupid holiday. It put way to much stupid pressure on single people to get a partner. Or if they already had a partner it put pressure on both of them to do something romantic. And it made single people who weren’t able to get a partner, feel like shit aka him every year.

Normally he was fine with this. He didn’t care. He just sat in his room and waited for the day to be over with and move on. But this year… This year he felt extra shitty.

Just a few weeks ago he had broken off with his boyfriend, a boyfriend who cheated on him.

The guy didn’t even have the decency to actually admit that he was cheating when Virgil found out. Actually, he didn’t even talk to him at all about it, simply ignoring him every time Virgil tried to speak to him about it. But not like any of that mattered, it was done it was over it was in the past now.

But still this year, instead of feeling the normal shittiness that came with this holiday, he felt like he was getting slapped in the face.

He couldn’t even go anywhere online without seeing about it. Everywhere he went all he saw was hearts and red and love and he felt like he wanted to cry and bury himself in piles upon piles of blankets for the day.

It didn’t help that he had to go to the store that day, having forgotten to get something the previous day, and he had to get it he couldn’t wiggle his way out of this one. Of course, the moment he stepped into the place he was bombarded with red and love and he felt like he wanted to cry right there. But instead, he took a deep breath buried his face more in his hoodie and tried to hurry as fast as he could. What made matters even worse was that there was a long line and not enough workers to help the cashiers. Just great. So he had to put up with people holding flowers, holding chocolates, or being with their partners and holding hands… This day couldn’t go by quicker.

When he finally left he shuttered out a shaky breath as he made his way towards his car. Really the only good thing about today was the fact that it was pouring, he always liked the rain. It made everything feel like a dream, tranquil he guessed he could say. It always made him calmer, and honestly, right now it feels like the rain was the only thing keeping him together.

Once he finally got in the car he practically threw his things on the passenger side and almost started crying right then and there. His chest hurt, his eyes were stinging. But no he had to get home to cry. So forcefully he sighed and dug out his keys wiping his eyes with a wet sleeve.

It didn’t take long for him to arrive at the door to his shared apartment. When he arrived he saw the lights were off in the living room and quickly he took off his wet jacket and placed his things in the kitchen. Luckily there were only a few things that needed refrigerated everything else he could put away later, more like tomorrow if he could.

Just as he was going to grab a snack and some tissues a sudden voice behind him made him jump so badly he smacked his knee into the cabinet.

“Salutations, Virgil.”

“Jesus! Lo, don’t scare me like that!”

He turned around to be greeted with one of his roommates, his hair was slicked back as always but in his hand were some chocolates. Ah yes, he knew early on Logan had a certain sweet tooth. Something that was interesting though was the fact that he was in his unicorn onesie. Normally he doesn’t wear that out in the open like this, he’s caught Logan wearing it in his room countless amount of times but never out here. He wondered why that was.

Logan seemed to have noticed him staring as he signed and reached up for his glasses, “I am sorry for scaring you, Virgil. I thought I made enough noise coming down the hall. My bad. I can tell your wondering why I’m wearing my onesie and the answer is well… I thought I would be alone today. I admit you startled me a bit hearing you come in.”

“It’s fine… Really? You're not going out with Pat or Ro?”

“It’s Valentine’s Day Virgil do I need to say more?”

“Ah�� You’ve got a point there.” He grabbed his snack as he mumbled. Yeah, when it comes to Valentine’s Day Roman and Patton can get…overboard on their romance. Which that reminded him that’s why Logan was alone today, he didn’t like romance, did he? When Logan told him he was Aromantic when they first became roommates it didn’t matter to him at all. But oh when Roman found out he looked like he was told Disney was canceled forever. He kept shouting that how could somebody hate romance, how could somebody just be fine with never kissing another, blah blah blah.

Let’s just say… That day they all found out to never piss off Patton. After Patton dragged Roman out for a walk for a bit when they came back Roman apologize profusely. It was a bit hard for him to understand but he promised he would try, that was enough for Logan he guessed.

It was a bit awkward around here when Roman and Patton first started dating with their constant flirting at first. Logan during that time hid away in his room and when they had to pry him out he was constantly uncomfortable they all could tell but they couldn’t get a word out of him to see what’s wrong. That was until Virgil walked in one day to find Logan crying in his pillow mumbling something about being broken and always being alone, unlovable.

It took a while but Virgil finally talked to him about it. That all the constant flirting and the romance was the thing that was making him uncomfortable. He never liked any form of romance at all always being disgusted by it. But being reminded of it all the time made all his insecurities came bubbling up to the surface. And it had made sense to Virgil. He only thought Logan just didn’t want sex, but no he was disgusted by any forms of romantic endeavors which made sense as he always hated romance movies-

“Virgil? You okay?”

“Huh what? Sorry…”

“It’s okay. Why are you getting tissues?”

He glanced down to the box in his hand and quickly made an excuse, “Oh, well I’m about to watch a movie that I’ve heard is sad. Better be prepared right?”

And he could tell Logan didn’t buy into that at all for he raised his eyebrow and looked from the box back to Virgil’s eyes, “Really? Cause I can tell you're about to cry right now.”

“W-What? No, I’m not-”

“You’ve been acting off all day since you’ve woken up. You’re quieter than normal. Your shoulders are more slouched then normal. I can tell even right now your eyes are glassy.”

Virgil chuckled lightly setting down the box and his snack on the counter, his eyes grew misty again, “Nothing gets by you doesn’t it?”

“It’s about Dolion again isn’t it?”

“Yeah… It’s just…seeing all this stupid romance everywhere is..getting to me…” He wiped his eyes, “But I’m sure you don’t want to listen to it so I’ll get out of your hair and-” He was moving to get out of the kitchen but stopped when a hand grabbed his wrist.

“I may not understand what you're going through, Virgil. But I would advise being alone at your current mental state as it is unhealthy.”

Virgil looked over his shoulder and smiled faintly if wetly, “What do you suggest then? Oh, master.” Okay, that came out way sharper then he wanted it to.

Logan flinched a bit but still kept his grip on Virgil’s wrist, “Well… I wasn’t doing anything. Well, I was reading but I would imagine you don’t want to read right now so…” He grew silent for a moment to think then looked up again, “We could watch some movies? Or do puzzles if you don’t want to do that? Or-”

“Logan… Movies sound great.”

“O-Oh okay than. I can make popcorn?”

“Yeah… I’ll pick a movie.”

Within the next ten minutes, they were on the couch watching non-romance movies, movies that Patton had up on the shelf in case they wanted a sudden movie night. There was a bowl of popcorn in the middle of them as the sat on opposite sides of the couch. Silence engulfed the room but still, Virgil’s mind won’t relax, though he figured this was better than crying his eyes out right?

There was something he wanted to tell Logan, something that he’s actually been wanted to say for quite some time now even before he broke it off with Dolion but has never had the right time to say it. But he thought maybe now was a good time as ever? He missed the feeling of fingers through his hair. He missed cuddling with somebody in bed. He missed having that feeling of being taken care of and vise versa. He missed the feeling of…being a part of somebody's life.

But how could he word this? It wasn’t a romantic relationship so he couldn’t just blurt out that he loves him cause that just wasn’t right. But what else could he stay instead? That he loves him platonically? No Logan would take that the wrong way he knows he will-

“Virgil? I can tell you're anxious what’s wrong?”

Virgil’s eyes looked up to see that Logan was looking at him with concern and the movie was paused. He chewed his lip, certainly, Logan would know about this right? But what if he doesn’t want this? Well, then it’s not like it’s romance right? They would just go on as normal. Huh…

“Lo… Um… Have… Have you ever heard of queerplatonic relationships?”

There was silence and he blinked Logan’s head tilted as he thought for a moment, Virgil could tell he was thinking by the fact his eyes would always drift off for a moment as if he was in his own little world.

“Why yes, I have. I stumbled upon that term a few times when I first discovered Aromantic. Why do you ask?”

“Would… Would you like…to be in one…with me?” He chewed his lip as he waited.

“Hm… I’ve never thought of being in one. I must admit before meeting you I've never thought of participating in one, though it is one of the only relationships I can partake in other than the generalized friendship. But if I’m being honest here Virgil I won’t mind trying that out with you.”

His eyes shot wide as a small smile danced on his lips, “Really?”

“Yes. In fact, I always thought of you as a close friend, closer than most friends I've had before. And I’ve been meaning to try it out for a while now. At first, I was thinking of asking Patton if he wanted to partake in it but after your recent breakup, I felt like you needed somebody in your life that is going to be there with you. But, I admit, I wasn’t sure if you wanted it since you’ve never seemed interested in it. So yes, Virgil, I would happily be interested in being in a queerplatonic relationship with you.”

Virgil felt the nervous feelings drift away as he took a shaky breath. Just a little he already felt less alone, less like he was drifting in the wind awaiting his anchor that he wasn't sure if it will ever come. Logan offered one of his rare genuine smiles and Virgil couldn’t resist but to smile back.

“Uh… I… I’m glad you are… But I…”

“You want to cuddle don’t you?”

His cheeks grew red, “I mean… Only if you want to I don’t want to-”

“Virgil it’s fine. I’ve known your touch-starved and since you don’t have anybody else to do it for you I’ll be happy to help. After all,” He smiled a bit more and took the bowl that was blocking them, “Isn’t that what QPR partners do?”

Once again Virgil smiled and chuckled, “You really are quite observant aren’t you?”

Logan shrugged, “I pick up a few things here and there. Come here,” He opened his arms invitationally and Virgil gulped as he slowly and softly picked himself off his seat and itched his way forward. He was still nervous about this, was Logan lying the entire time? Was this just pity? But no when he got closer he could see a faint twinkle in Logan's eyes, one that he only sees when he’s excited or talking about space. No this was genuine…

He snaked his way into Logan's chest and shivered as the older male placed his arms around him. Virgil didn’t even notice when he started up the movie again, all he could focus on was the warmth that Logan let off. He really was warm…and comfy… Dare he say it comfier then Patton's hugs?

Before Virgil knew it his eyes were getting heavier and heavier until he knew he couldn’t seem to keep his eyes open any longer. But still, he tried to fight it. That was until he felt Logan’s fingers play with his hair, scrapping along his scalp and his neck. And that did it, within moments he let the ever kindness of sleep engulf him.

Sure when he wakes up they will need to have a talk about boundaries. Sure they will really need to discuss a lot of things really but for right now they were happy right where they are. And sure they don’t have romantic partners this Valentine’s Day but they didn’t mind that fact one bit.

[suit-lady]

At One Hundred Two.

Pairing: Tom Holland (Unrequited) x Reader

Summary: Inspired by 102 by Matty Healy. In which Tom has fallen in love with a close friend who has no idea... and then falls for someone else. And in which Tom has to learn to let go.

Warnings: Swears, I think. Uh, Tom cries? I think that’s a fair warning because bby is sad... Other than that, no?

Words: 2850 (whoops it’s way past my bedtime)

A/N: Yo I did my best to keep this as gender-neutral as possible even though the song is very much straight. So shoot me an ask if I fucked something up, thank you. Also, I’m gonna keep my tag list off this one because it’s been so long... I might just erase it and start over. If you still wanna be tagged (or if you’d like to start being tagged!), shoot me an ask as well! Thanks for supporting me xoxo Also yo I listened to 102 for the first time ever today and it had me so far in my feels my dudes so if you’ve never listened to it get fucking ready. Ps, the link is to a tumblr post because the quote from Matty helped inspire as well.

Snow fell softly around you. You were out on a midnight walk with Tom. Though you didn’t know it, he was watching you out of the corner of his eye, memorizing the way you looked that night. The two of you were littering the fresh snow with your boot tracks as you walk, talking about everything and nothing.

Tom had picked you up from your house, and the two of you were walking back to his to watch a few movies and warm up your freezing toes. When you’d first stepped outside, he’d complimented your brand new Timberlands, and you’d excitedly told him about how they were a gift from a family member and blah blah. You kept looking back at the tracks in a satisfied fashion as you walked. Tom tried to hide the smile on his face every time you did.

“Tom, you really don’t think you’re gonna finish the final paper of the term in just a few days, do you? I’ve nearly finished mine already,” you were saying, your voice muffled behind your scarf.

“Sure I do! I only need a night and a fresh-brewed pot of coffee. It’ll be a Christmas miracle.”

He felt you roll your eyes as you said, “Tom,” drawing out his name, “you at least need to get started this weekend. The draft is due Friday, and you know our instructor expects a lot from you.”

“It’s senior year, (Y/N). Relax a little.”

“Thomas Stanley Holland!” you cried, whirling on him. The outburst caused him to stop in his tracks. “You better not be getting senioritis on me already! It’s fucking December!”

Your eyes were wild with playful fury, and your nose was rosy despite your efforts to hide it from the wind. Sheepishly, Tom rubbed the back of his neck with a chuckle. He looked off to the side, focusing on the snow. He couldn’t bear to look at you; you were so adorable when you got passionate about things. From experience, he knew that it was written all over his face how he felt.

“You’re getting started tonight.”

“Sure, (Y/N). After we watch The Polar Express.”

You sighed and took his arm. “Alright then, let’s go.”

Face red from what he hoped you assumed was wind, the pair of you walked the rest of the way to his house in silence, just watching the snow fall. You never let go of his arm, and the butterflies nearly smothered him. When you arrived at his, however, you ran off to give hugs ‘hello’ to Nikki and Sam and Harry and Paddy and Dom, and Tom quietly covered the floor of the den with pillows and blankets (a “pillow nest,” as you’d call it), and put on the movie. He swapped his jeans for a pair of sweats while Nikki grabbed yours from the laundry room.

Before the movie was over, you were sound asleep. Tom held his breath as he moved his arm around you and drew circles on your arm with his fingers. In your sleep, you cuddled up to him, and Tom chewed on his lip. Why couldn’t he say anything? He hated being like this, but he was too afraid that you didn’t feel the same.

Once the end credits began to roll, Nikki came into the room to help Tom make a makeshift bed for you on the couch. Tom gently woke you while Nikki tucked a blanket into the couch and laid another one over the back for you to cover up with. Sleepily, you clung to him as you stood, too tired to keep yourself up. Tom tucked you in, whispering a goodnight that lacked the trade of “I love you”s he so badly wished for.

“You know, (Y/N) could be sleeping in your bed with you by now, if you’d just say something,” Nikki whispered as she walked Tom to his room.

“I know, Mum,” he replied with a roll of his eyes, mostly at himself. “But what if it’s not mutual?”

“I’d be surprised if it wasn’t, dear.”

With a shrug, Tom headed off to bed. He laid there, so close but so far from you. For what felt like ages, he scrolled through pictures of the two of you from the past few years. He could see himself fall in love with you over time, and his heart ached. All he had to do was put himself out there, but he couldn’t. Sighing, he eventually decided to sleep. Putting his phone on the nightstand, he checked the time: 01:02.

 -

 Months passed, and the pair of you spent more and more time together. The twins would refer to you as “Tom’s datemate” when you weren’t around because it made Tom’s face turn bright pink. After a while, Nikki and Dom had stopped casually mentioning that they wouldn’t mind if Tom married you, deciding that he’d tell you when he was ready. Before he told you, however, you went off to university and he started his acting career. They never told him, but Tom’s parents were beginning to worry that he’d lost his chance with you.

Then, when you came home for a break, Tom went over to visit you. You had been texting for hours, but the conversation had turned into something Tom figured he’d want to be in person for. As quickly as he could, he made the walk to your house. Before knocking, he checked the time: 01:02. It had become “your time” for whatever reason.

You swung the door open, wearing navy and white pajamas. “Come on in; I’ve just been listening to the radio in my bedroom.”

He followed you upstairs, and stayed in your room for hours. After you swore yourself to secrecy, he told you about all the amazing things he was getting to be a part of. He had an actual agent now, and the agent was helping him get real auditions! He might get to do this if he hears back, and he’s got a callback for that, and he’s just so happy, (Y/N), and he really can’t believe any of it’s happening, and he’s so glad you’re home so that he can share it with you, at least for a little while. With the huge smile you were giving him, he could have talked forever.

“…but anyway,” he started after trailing off, “what about you? How’s uni?”

“Oh, Tom, uni is amazing,” you said, your smile changing to one of nostalgia.

You told him about all the writing you’d been doing and all the pictures of the beautiful new places you’d been, and you even showed him a few pictures. Early in the semester, you had made a few friends who were from the area, so you’d eaten at all the best local places and there was this one place that you were sure he’d love if he visited. If he did manage to make it to your university, he could meet all your friends, and he could check out this tree that you really liked sitting under to read books and take pictures and watch people, and he could go on a walk at the beach with you and see the sunsets because the sunsets were always so beautiful on the water, and you wished the distance wasn’t so far because you missed him dearly as well, and you were so glad he’d come over.

“Wow, sounds like uni’s got you quite busy.”

“Oh, yes, but I’ve somehow managed to get hooked on someone there.” You blushed and looked away as Tom’s heart shattered.

“Oh?” Tom asked, doing his best to swallow his feelings that were forming a massive lump in his throat.

“I know, right? Who would have thought?” you said with a laugh.

Then, you launched into a description that seemed to go on for hours. Dark brown hair in gorgeous curls. Deep brown eyes that were apparently soul-piercing. Taller than you, but not incredibly tall. Fit, but not muscular. Had a laugh that was contagious, even when you were terribly sad. Smart, too, and helped you out in that one subject you’d always had trouble in. This “special someone” seemed like a dream come true.

“A dream and so much more,” you told Tom, and Tom felt like he could throw up.

You invited Tom to sleep on the couch “like old times” because you missed him. He told you he had promised Nikki to do chores early the next morning. A frown contorting your features, you walked him out. The hug goodbye was much shorter than usual; Tom apologized and made the excuse that he needed his sleep. Once he fell asleep, in his own bed, so far from you in more ways than one, he didn’t wake up until the late afternoon.

 -

 Years passed with things being just like they were. Every once in a while, you would bring up this “special someone” that you were always too afraid to admit your feelings to. You learned not to, because Tom would always bristle like the protective best friend you knew he would be once you found someone you really liked. Things were perfectly normal, as far as you knew. Many nights, however, Tom would lie awake, wondering how he could have let himself lose you.

One night, as Tom was getting ready for bed, he put on an old tee shirt. Immediately, he regretted his decision. He hadn’t seen you for months due to press tours; however, the shirt still held your smell so strongly he could have sworn you’d been in his arms an hour ago. Stunned, he half-sat, half-fell onto his bed. He was surrounded by your smell, and memories of you bombarded him from all sides.

Before he knew it, he was crying. Here he was, in love with his best friend who’d had no idea for nearly eight years. He had everything he’d ever wanted: He was Spider-Man, he was touring the world, he was supposedly loving life. One thing, however, was missing from the equation: you. He’d never had a single chance to share any piece of his amazing life with you, and he hated it. Everything would be perfect if only you were there to witness it, but you were off enjoying life doing things he’d never be a part of either. Though he tried not to admit it, it killed him.

Eventually, he stretched himself out, mentally scolding himself. He reached his arm out and tried to find his phone in the pitch darkness of his room. After finally being successful in his search, he dialed your phone number. He checked the time as he listened to the ringing: 01:02, as if it was fate. Gritting his teeth, he cursed the time. Of course. It just had to be 01:02. Why wouldn’t it be?

You answered on the third ring, “Hello Tom! I was just thinking about you!”

“You were?” Had he sounded too hopeful?

“Yeah! I’m coming home in a few weeks! We should plan to do lunch or something. I have so much to tell you about uni… Junior year is crazy.”

You started telling him about classes again, and about your ongoing projects, and about the cool things your friends were doing, and about how pretty everything was, and how excited you were for this and that and the other upcoming thing. Unable to contain the smile on his face, Tom lied there in the dark, just listening. Your voice had been his favorite sound since he was seventeen, and it still was at twenty-one. Still, after all this time, you had no idea. Tom was surprised at how oblivious you were. Maybe you’d just gotten used to the way he looked at you.

“But that’s not nearly as exciting as all the things you’re doing, Mr. Spider-Man! The trailer for Spider-Man: Homecoming came out a bit ago, and I loved it! I’m so excited to go and see it with my friends come next July!”

“Yeah? I really hope you like it.”

“Even if I hate the movie—which I already know I won’t, I know I’ll love Peter Parker, since I already know I love you, Thomas Holland.”

“I love you too, (Y/N) (Y/L/N),” he said with more meaning than you did.

“But hey, Mr. Superhero,” you said, your tone getting more serious. “Have you found someone to give all your love to yet?”

“Not since signing with Marvel, no,” he responded. Before. So long before.

“Awh, Tom! Are you sure you’re looking hard enough? There are tons of amazing people out there who would love to have you.”

“Yeah? Like who? Know anyone up at your uni?”

You laughed, and Tom’s heart ached. “I’ve tried so many times, but you always stop talking to them after a few dates. I obviously don’t know what your type is.”

Tom laughed too, and ironic laugh. “Guess not.” It’s you.

“Speaking of love, though, you won’t believe this!”

Then, just like that, you’d launched into yet another story about your “special someone” who you’d admired since you’d gone to uni but never told. You just admired from afar, and this person was none the wiser. Beyond words, Tom was jealous. You’d just talk and talk and talk about your friend—you always said you’d never say anything because the two of you were close. How ironic. This friend was just so smart, so kind, so gorgeous—so absolutely perfect. Even though you were in your final year at uni, Tom had always managed excuses and had never been up to visit you. He’d done this on purpose because he never wanted to meet this friend that you’d secretly fallen in love with. Maybe, if you met this friend, they’d be able to see that he was secretly in love with you.

Eventually, you grew tired enough that you were yawning every time you took a pause between stories, and then between sentences. “Tom, I think I’m gonna go ahead and go to sleep… It’s been lovely talking to you.”

“Yeah, you too. Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“Goodnight, Tom.”

“I love you,” Tom said after you hung up.

He lied in bed, trapped in the sheets and you scent, for hours. He was plagued with more memories of you than he had been before he called you. When he closed his eyes, he could see your smiling face, but all he could hear about was the one who had stolen your heart away. He covered his face with his pillow so that his sobs were muffled. He didn’t remember falling asleep.

 -

 Months passed. Every once in a while, the pair of you would catch up, but you eventually grew away from each other. Tom was always filming when you had breaks from school, and senior year ended up being extremely hectic for you. At first, Tom had tried to keep contact with you, but it proved to be too difficult to factor in all the time zone differences when he was really the only one who cared all that much.

He started worrying about other things, like founding the Brothers Trust and using his growing presence for good. Eventually, you were pushed to the back of his mind. He wasn’t sure when, but in the craziness of all the new in his life, he fell out of love with you. He had no idea how easy it had been, but it had happened.

One break, in between the European and the American pre-release press tours, Nikki was able to tell something was different. She was folding laundry when she asked him, “Hey sweetheart, I was just wondering, do you know how (Y/N) is doing? Isn’t senior year just about over?”

The question surprised him, and his answer surprised himself even more. “Actually… I have no idea. I’m not sure when we talked last.”

At the time, he was playing with Tessa, so he told himself to text you later asking you how you were. He never did, and Nikki never asked again. She suspected that Tom would bring it up if he ever heard from you. Once a few days passed with nothing from Tom, he figured that either you’d gotten too busy for him or that he’d gotten too busy for you. When Tom blew Harry off very casually when he called you “Tom’s datemate,” Nikki was sure it was the latter.

Come April, the Hollands received an invitation to come to your graduation. Tom texted you from Dallas saying that he’d be in New York when you were getting your diploma. With little thought, he wished you a congratulations that you replied some sort of “thank you” to. He didn’t really bother after that.

 -

 It’s been months since he’s spoken to you, he still considers 01:02 to be “your time.” Every time it’s 01:02, he thinks of you. Now, however, he only reminisces for a little while before letting you go. After all, he lost his chance with you, if he ever had one in the first place.

 Fin.

[floralkittygambler]

I think probably people don’t tag Huskerdust because it’s not really offensive to anyone else. I’ve never seen anyone else upset by it. I understand if you are but maybe message the people you’re seeing it from and ask that they tag it or unfollow them, that’s the only thing I can think of.

Hey there,

Forgive me for the miscommunication. I didn’t call it offensive. I referred to it as triggerin (due to personal issues it touches on that always seem to be taken far too lightly. Add strangers sending rape and death threats and you get the classic Pariah mix). And I know I’m not the only one triggered by the issues SpindleHorse seems to dance around in terms of their m x m ships (to make this clear towards anyone who sees this, I am not homophobic. That is the least of my concerns). I’ve explained it many times in many posts (some which I need to refine). It’s a very complex manner, much like the Stolitz one, which is only marginally easier to avoid.

By tagging, Sweet I meant is the hashtag itself. Not tw with it. Many do (to reach those interested in the ship) however since there’s no feature to block anything with such terms in without hash tagging, it’s bombarded everywhere to the point it’s harder for someone with genuine triggers to enjoy the fandom -  as much as I wish to (that does NOT exclude it from criticism).  Now, I’m possibly wrong, but I’ve heard a screenshot of one of my posts is going around. If it’s my thoughts on HD, I’d be inclined to assume there’s also much garnishing and twisting of my words. Bare in mind, I am not the best at phrasing nor is this anyone else’s blog but my own to do with as I will, and from those I’ve been harassed from here in the past, they’ve been extremely toxic in ideals, behaviours, and post history. The kids to start drama for the sake of some entertainment rather than being civil. Regardless, my post history is open and there is nothing to hide. There’s no ‘tea’ here. And it’s certainly a waste of time to behave in such manner (you aren’t btw Anon, but nowadays yer gotta explain as though everyone shares a brain cell :/ ). likewise, I expect false words and twisting, as well as ““block this person for this!”” - which is completely ones choice! If you wish to block, go for it! Though I’m indifferent to the hate my way, what I will say is I won’t tolerate anything false stated. I won’t indulge idiots into feeding their cravings for being an arse, and I won’t be tryna beg people to pick a side. If you don’t like what I post, then block or unfollow or do your thing as long as it’s CIVIL and honest. People can judge for themselves and do not need someone parenting them in such a manner. If people want to paint their own narrative on half stories or bias and whatnot... let em. Just don’t be hateful. And be honest (look, I don’t condone bullshit but if you’re that desperate just don’t make up serious lies- I ain’t your mama, I’m too old for this). Blardy blah

NOW! With that being said: Anon, you are not the target of that last paragraph. I’m just making a formal statement before the hate comments as I’m pretty much used to that for having different opinions ^^; And experiences, for that matter- (didn’t know people police such things-). I felt it was a necessity. I hope you’re able to forgive me if I came across brash, I’m not too great with digital tone. And excuse me for the length of such a response. I’d rather answer authentically and as helpful as possible.

However, I want to thank you for what I’m guessing is politeness? At the very least, you seem civil and decent. I genuinely appreciate that. I do unfollow and block certain terms however algorithms aren’t the most reliable, especially if you’re in a fandom and like one thing yet can’t be exposed to another (esp one so favoured). Rest assured, I do my upmost whilst actively trying to focus on healthy things. Again, I appreciate the sentiment! Those I follow actually are a little TOO aware lol - some even knowing the why aspect - and are very respectful in that sense. However on other sites, the algorithm feeds different things that those you follow interact with, and sometimes you don’t get to shit that off. Even then, it’s a flawed system and I don’t want to force others to not post what they enjoy, but just to respect others. Honestly, this ship has caused me some nasty threats from others that even if I didn’t have my past traumas, I certainly have enough hate against me to further back up why I’m content avoiding it! If anyone believes I seek out this stuff, trust me I go above and beyond to keep it well away! (My rants and analysis’s being the times I refer to it but even then, don’t be deceived to think I actually seek it out).

Forgive the fuckin novella there, however I hope that clears things up. Again, I appreciate your courtesy and suggestions, though I’m already trying my best. Cant have your cake and eat it all, I suppose ^^; 

[talesofmetalandmagic]

Warbles&Werman Warfare: A Source Of Income

Why Porkrind is the only denizen of Inkwell who's 100% fine with the W&WW.

Werner Werman: Guten tag, Porkrind. I vant tvelve barrelz ov needlez und a riveter. Today I'm knocking zat chicken down?

Porkrind: Who, Wally? He came but yesterday?

Werner: Vat? Vat did he buy?"

Porkrind: Eh, private information. You know how it goes, Wern. We salesmen...

Werner: But hov? You muzt abzolutely tell me! Just yezterday, he layed an egg on mein favourite cannon!

Porkrind: I'm sorry, Wern. I'm a man of word.

Werner: Maybe zome coinz vould be enough to make zomezing zlip out, ja?

Porkrind: Ah, if you put it that way... he bought blah, blah and blah.

Werner: Ah! That zhamelez vulture! Give me zwei riveters, und some TNT az vell, vile you're at it. Alvays better to abound. Danke, Porkrind! I'm ov to vork! IYAAAAH!

Porkrind: GOODBYE!

*the following day*

Wally Warbles: Good morning, Porkrind. I want twelve sack of ultra-vitaminic birdseed and a box of big needles. Today, I'm squishing that vermin!

Porkrind: Who, Werner? He came but yesterday!

Wally: What? What did he buy?

Porkrind: Eh, private information. You know how it goes, Wally. We salesmen...

Wally: What? You must absolutely tell me! Just yesterday, he bombarded half of my nest!

Porkrind: I'm sorry, Wally. I'm a man of word.

Wally: Maybe some coins would be enough to make something slip out?

Porkrind: Ah, if you put it that way...