#Here is a f***ing thesis on them

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML Analysis: Love Rival: Why Kagami works but is still hated and why Luka doesn’t but is loved

Now this will be my most controversial Hot take, a lot of you already saw the title and are already organizing your complaints. I don't care, you are free to do so. 

In a previous post, I discussed what makes a good love rival and if you want a good explanation of that, click the in bold link. 

This is a VERY LONG POST, so I am posting a read more. I would love to hear your thoughts on this analysis. Do you agree? Do you disagree? Did you want to include something? Let me know.

I think in order to organize this post I will be splitting it up as follows.

Why Kagami Works as a Love Rival

Why She is Hated for it

Why Luka Doesn't Work as a Love Rival

Why He is Loved despite it

Final thoughts

So lets get to it

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Why Kagami Works as a Love Rival

Kagami Tsurugi was introduced in the episode Riposte, where she is established as a straightforward, no nonsense fencer that wants to be the best. 

Her introduction is solid, she establishes her base and what the audience is supposed to know about her from the getgo. We also get the impression that Kagami when introduced would be a rival to Adrien, as they are competing in Fencing, which makes for a nice twist when they end up getting along and Kagami begins the task of being a Love rival. She starts off as a foil for Adrien, but then the reveal is she is actually a character foil for Marinette.

What also helps Kagami is that the show is mainly from Marinette’s perspective, so we get to see Kagami as Marinette does, as someone that is competing for Adrien’s affections, cementing the Rival aspect of the Love rival. Kagami clashes with Marinette causing Marinette to in turn be more upfront with her feelings and push harder to try and win over Adrien. This is something a good rival does, pushing Marinette forward and making her have to try. This rival aspect of Kagami’s character give Marinette urgency, which is something that is needed in order to drive Marinette towards a conclusion, whether it is to pursue Adrien or move on. 

Now as a love interest, Kagami establishes her relationship with Adrien in a different way then Marinette. Kagami’s straightforward nature allowed her to tell Adrien how she felt much earlier on, she pushes and asserts herself. This contrasts Marionette’s approach to wooing Adrien, and also has an interesting parallel to how Chat Noir handles his feelings towards Ladybug. Acting as a mirror towards that relationship. While Kagami is not flirtatious like chat noir, she is upfront about her feelings. She puts it out there and is understanding when Adrien isn't ready to respond, much like how chat noir is with ladybug. But the difference being that ladybug and Chat noir’s dynamic has a bit more complexity to it. Regardless, Kagami checks the boxes needed to be a true love rival.

Now the last and most crucial part about Kagami is the character at the core. Cause in the end, we know her and Adrien’s relationship wont be endgame, and interestingly she will be better off afterwards. Ikari Gozen does an excellent job filling in more information about Kagami’s character. In this we get to see that Kagami’s life doesn't revolve around being Adrien’s love interest, she is someone that has her own struggles and wants to find freedom in her own way, be friends with people, but she is awkward. Her development from this and Loveater shows how much she has grown on her own, how she has come to see Marinette as a friend, how she understands that there is more to life than just fencing. She wants to prove she is good enough, and wants to show she is worthy of friendship and love. Those are themes and traits that can be cultivated and grown. Kagami’s greatest appeal is that she can grow beyond her role as a Love rival, and that is why she succeeds.

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Why She is Hated for it

Now despite all of these great qualities Kagami has demonstrated as well as how perfect her character is for such a role, the fandom is mixed about her, some even down right hating her. Interestingly enough, the reasons they dislike Kagami is not because of her character. Especially when you consider the rise in popularity of Marigami. Its because of 3 other factors outside of Kagami’s control. Over-saturation, Writing, and Fandom trends.

Over-saturation seems like an odd choice but it perfectly describes the situation. In season 1, we are introduced to two other female characters that were reoccurring characters AND were romantically interested in Adrien. Chloé bourgeois and Lila Rossi. Now both of them can be considered antagonists, and that is kind of the problem. Two reoccurring female characters already have a thing for Adrien, and both of them are jerks (that being the lightest term I can use). Now we know Adrien would never end up with a bad girl, but that impression starts to stick and make it seem like a pattern. That Adrien only attracts bad people (excluding Marinette). By season 2, when Kagami was introduced, it just seemed to the fans like, “Oh great, ANOTHER one”. Despite Kagami being a good character, and someone that actually cares about Adrien outside of the shallow aspects that Lila and Chloé were invested in, fans were ready to write her off and, with how the show was written, you couldn't really blame them at the time. 

The second is a bit more obvious, the shows writing. The largest offender being Frozer and Oni-chan. While Oni-chan was salted on by fans a bit excessively, I have no real defense for Frozer, Frozer was an awful episode and everyone involved should feel bad. Kagami suffers like many ML characters do from poor writing, now this doesn't destroy her character like many would like you to believe, but she gets portrayed in a more negative light when the intentions are not meant for it. Its a bit harder to explain, but just know poor writing and assume Zag interference was what caused issues.

The Last one is something that is a bit more controversial, Fandom trends. Now in season 2, fans really, REALLY, did not like Kagami. The first two reasons having a large impact on that, but what really made it hard for Kagami, was the fandom itself. Since she was introduced first, certain lovesquare shippers LOATHED her appearance, HOW DARE she jump in and disrupt the love square! There are more words that were used, most of which are very degrading towards women and I would not want to repeat. Kagami took the brunt of the fandom backlash, the one that ‘Ruined the Lovesquare’. And when season 3, or as I call it, the season of Salt, fans really hit her hard with hatred, the Adrigami fandom took a lot of salt from toxic stans, some of which didn't like adrigami because they hated Adrien and didn't want him to be happy. It is gross to think about and its tragic that she is hit hard by hatred simply for things outside of her control.

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Why Luka Doesn't Work as a Love Rival

Luka is the alternate love interest of Marinette and was introduced in Captain Hardrock. He is Juleka’s older brother and is a guitarist.

His introduction is not terrible, but it is not as strong compared to other characters, but I do believe it sets the mood for what he is as a character. His character is the friend’s nice older brother musician, thats kind of it. It sounds like I am being mean but that sums up his character. He isn't really a foil to Adrien or Marinette in anyway, there is no shocking twists or clever parallels to be made, its just Luka. Simply put, Luka doesn't work as a Love rival.

Luka isn't a rival character. He isn't competing with Adrien, he doesn't clash with Adrien in anyway that would help him develop. Adrien and Luka get along fine, there is not a single bit of tension or conflict between them. This isn't a good thing when they are suppose to be competing for the same girl. I already hear what you are thinking, ‘But Adrien likes Ladybug.’ you're right, why isn't Luka interested in Ladybug then? Why is there no clash with chat noir? The point of a Love rival is to push another character towards something, to be a measuring stick. Luka doesn't do that for Adrien, and that is why the rival aspect fails for Luka.

The next course would be the love interest part. Surely Luka is someone that works well as an alternate love interest for Marinette? You are somewhat right, he does work better as a love interest for Marinette rather than a rival for Adrien. But that doesn't make him a good love interest for her. In my take on Love rivals, there needs to be three criteria met to be an effective love rival/love interest, an unequal development of both character, a differing connection that the two share, and a character underneath that can exist outside of the relationship. Luka fails to meet 2 of these criteria. The unequal development of both of them, Marinette has shown some development from her interactions with Luka but the reverse is not provable, we have yet to see Luka really change because of his relationship with Marinette, we don't know how much Marinette has helped/hindered Luka with his struggles, the best argument I could think of was that Marinette helped him be more bold in silencer, but really that sort of falls flat because he has shown bold actions outside of that. Captain hard rock said that he wasn't really good at expressing himself with words, but he shows pretty capable of doing so with people outside of Marinette, like his sister, or expressing anger to Bob Roth, so I don't really see how that works. The other criteria he fails to meet is having a character should the relationship end, Luka’s relevance is tied to him being the other guy for Marinette to choose, we as a viewer have no concrete reason as of yet to see him grow or change after the split. It doesn't help that Luka has even encouraged Marinette to go after Adrien on multiple occasions. People say thats because he is truly selfless and ‘Because he cares’ but really it just shows how little interest he has in trying to win her over, it almost comes off as insulting to Marinette. The only thing that Luka managed to pass was by having a different dynamic with Marinette than Adrien had with her. But that dynamic is shoulder to cry on. I guess that explains why salt fics really try to make Luka into Adrien.

Luka’s character in itself isn't awful, he isn't a bad person or anything of the sort. He is inoffensive and thats the problem. A love rival is suppose to be a point of tension, one that pushes, one that causes development, a force that at its core is meant to help the characters grow, and Luka just isn't the character to do that. He isn't a love rival, or a love interest. Luka is a wall, a wall put in between the two main leads in order to cause a divide without causing tension.

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Why He is Loved despite it

Luka isn't a love rival, and yet despite it he is one of the more popular characters in the fandom. It was something so mind boggling to me, what did this character have that made him so well liked in the fandom? Why wasn't he as hated as Kagami was during her introduction? I found myself coming up with three reasons why this was the case. Luka was so loved because of Necessity, writing and Salt.

 Much Like Kagami suffered from Over-saturation, Luka had the Opposite problem. Marinette’s other love interests all ended up losing interest by the end of the episodes they were in. Nino, Nathaniel, Theo (though it was for ladybug). All of them just got paired off with someone else shortly after. Marinette didn't have another person outside of Adrien that was potentially going for her attention. This necessity allowed for Luka to slip in and fill the gap. The fandom saw him show up and were excited! With Kagami *ruining* the lovesquare, they needed someone for Marinette to help mend her should kagami ‘Win’, and Luka won by default. So Luka was the one the screeching fandom saw as there answer.

The next key that helped Luka was the writing of the show. The problem with the writing in the show is that often the writing will clash and hurt the strong characters of the show. Luka, as someone that does not have any strong defining features is flexible and easy to write for the writers. It makes it easy for him to be written in a way that wont infuriate people because of bad writing. He is able to coast by without having his character be in jeopardy. In a way, he has nothing to lose.

The last factor is of course salt. Now in fandoms, salt is used as a means of criticism or used to describe problems with characters. Luka is someone that people don't really have a problem with, which during the season of salt, made him perfect for all those fics where they needed someone to be on Marinette’s side because Adrien was ‘the devil’ or Lila was an extra mean jerk. Luka didn't have any problems that were agitated by salt, so he was the perfect replacement for Adrien when the writer wanted to hate on the blonde. Luka was the substitute, he was the easy fix that took little effort to include. He was a nice older brother that already liked Marinette, perfect fix for any situation. Its rare to see Luka written in a negative light without his character being warped so far that he is a completely different character.

Luka is loved not because of the things he is, but simply because of the things he is not. He is used more as a means to an end rather than as a character. In the writing, he is more of a wall, while in the fandom he is more of a stand-in. At the end of the day, I don't know what is more tragic.

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Final Thoughts

Kagami and Luka are characters that were introduced in order to spice things up and add development for the main characters. I find that in some ways they do achieve that goal, but in other ways they fail. One of them embodies the spirit of a Love rival while the other embodies the love obstacle. Regardless of this analysis, your thoughts on Kagami and Luka are your own and you can love and appreciate them as you see fit.

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[haleigh-sloth]

Tenko vs. Tomura

Okay, so in light of chapter 361 and the insanity that unfolded afterward in regards to the "Tenko vs. Tomura" situation, I'm gonna try to target the big main reason for it here. Aside from the obvious "healing your inner child" trope that is at play here, there's reasoning behind the specific memories that was triggered here and the timing of them. There is more to this Tenko situation than just chapter 361, more than his childhood friends, more than his dog.

I'm gonna start with my Hot Take that: Shigaraki's biggest personal obstacle is not rooted in society. The societal issues are not necessarily personal to Shigaraki, as we've seen that it's actually a macro level issue with all of the League. They've all been outcasted and screwed over, as a result of a failing system. But each of them has personal demons that take the front seat of their arcs and I'm gonna dive into Shigaraki's.

I think his personal obstacle is incredibly obvious:

Because before society failed Tenko, Tenko was already ruined and a complete wreck. His family died at his hands, he felt guilty over it, and he felt that him being ignored by everyone was a punishment for killing his family.

I'm taking it back to chapter 270 when Shigaraki created this "dreamscape" as I call it. He recreated the last comforting moments he had with them because that's all he has to hold onto. His family is not coming back, there is no undoing what has been done.

So he recreates those moments to try to give himself closure, to try to move on:

Because due to AFO, he was never able to:

And guess who makes an appearance in the dreamscape! Little Tenko!

Tenko appearing here is showing that there is a part of Shigaraki that desperately wants to move on and heal from what happened. Because we know how he's felt this entire time ever since then:

But the thing is, he cannot move on. He cannot give himself closure, not on his own. His attempt at moving on from what happened just resulted in the same story being told again: Rejection

SO. My point there is that--the biggest issue he has is overcoming what happened to his family. Well, more like understanding that it was an accident, not a murder. His dad's death was an impulse reaction, still not necessarily considered a cold-blooded murder.

But this is what Shigaraki thinks about the situation with his family:

But we know, we KNOW, that deep down that's not how he feels. I mean, that's not up for debate, as evidenced by the entire scene in chapter 270 where he tried to forgive and forget, but in the end he couldn't.

So taking it back to my opinion that his biggest personal OBSTACLE isn't necessarily the failing system, but rather with the internal conflict surrounding his family--

As much as he talks about the failing system (which, it's true, it's failing), I think we're finally seeing now that his real core issue isn't that. It's the internal turmoil he's been living with for 16 years regarding his family and what happened.

That's why when an opportunity to capitalize on the societal complaints and relate it to the League was provided in the dialogue by Mirio--it wasn't. Instead, we got Shigaraki regressing to the version of himself that last experienced any kind of joy.

And the last time he felt anything good was when his family was still alive, his mother was asking him about his dreams, he had his sister and his dog and his dream of being a hero still intact, and his entire world hadn't come crashing down in shambles yet.

SO NOW--my thesis: TENKO AND TOMURA ARE THE SAME F***ING PERSON.

Okay, I've said this a million times. And I have explained a thousand reasons as for why they're the same person--

symbolism, metaphors, the fact that Tenko's thoughts and feelings are surfacing in the BODY of Tomura--there is only one person, healing the inner child trope, etc.

But the main argument for this is that the reason Tenko--specifically black haired Tenko, specifically Tenko who thought about his childhood play mates in that one moment--was used here, is because of the way that most of Shigaraki's emotional turmoil is rooted in his family and his memories from what happened. Every time his memories are triggered, he falls further into his despair. We saw it in MVA, we saw it here, and we saw a tiiiiny bit of it during the war arc:

Most of his issues go back to those last moments he had before everything turned to dust, BEFORE society continued the misery by failing him afterward.

We have been seeing Tenko represent Shigaraki's attempts to hang onto the few good things he has a couple of times now. It's not new. Seeing it happen here is no different than the dreamscape. It's not any different from Izuku seeing that part of him in the vestige. It's all him, it's all a part of him that makes up the whole person.

The thing about AFO saying that "Shimura is separate", is that AFO can't fully take over the body and take full control. We're seeing this now, that sometimes words will slip that AFO isn't wanting. It's not that Tenko is literally a whole other sentient being, it's that AFO just can't fully do what he's trying to do. It's that the part of Shigaraki that continues to hold onto the last good moments he had is keeping a full-on takeover/possession from happening. We saw Shigaraki seemingly reject and "move on" from the last few memories of his family right before he woke up in the war arc, right before accepting AFO in its entirety--and after that he succumbed to AFO's control and influence almost immediately.

But if there is anything we've learned by now, it's that literally no matter what he does, he cannot move on. He tried to forgive and forget, but it just ended with his dad rejecting him again. He tried to reject all of them out of hatred, but that didn't work either, because now we're seeing that that part of him is still very present and very influential. He can't move on until he fixes the way he views that entire situation. Which would mean admitting that he didn't want them to die, wishes they weren't dead now, and acknowledging that he wasn't just born to destroy. How he is going to come to that realization remains to be seen, though I think the trajectory of it is pretty obvious by now.

But anyway the bottom line is that--until Shigaraki overcomes those internal issues surrounding his family, how he remembers them, how he remembers their deaths, and how he views himself, nothing is going to set him free from AFO, and nothing is going to make him happy. Until that endless source of rage is taken away:

--nothing is going to make him feel good again. Fixing society isn't going to address his personal issues. They can fix the system all they want, but nothing will take this particular pain away.

That's why right now all the child-coding he's been plagued with since the beginning of the story is being hammered in now more than ever. That's why his inner child is screaming to be set free, so he can actually grow up and mature properly, and not just trauma-react his way through life forever.

[hansolmates]

jjk; angel’s trumpet [03]

summary; one second, your life is flashing before your eyes and the next, you’re transported into a world exactly like your own. but the jungkook you meet in this world isn’t a renowned singer or your former almost-lover, in fact he has no clue who you are and why you know him so well. as you work to find your way home lost and confused, you conclude that you’re either dead or in the middle of the most wicked drug trip of your life. pairing; idol!jk x reader (f), alternatively film producer!jk x reader genre/warnings; fluff, angst, supernatural, idol!au, non-idol!au, alternate universes, themes of fate, language, alcohol consumption, mentions of smut in future chapters w.c; 5k a/n; we’re finally getting into some traction with the main plot! who are we liking more so far, w1!jk or w2!jk?? 

[02] [03] [04]-> masterpost

Instead of going to the doctor, you take a trip to the library. If Namjoon thinks your ideas are  supernatural, you’re going to find someone who believes in the supernatural. 

He calls you in the morning just to make sure you’re going to his recommended doctor.  You fabricate a lie that the doctor friend he recommended is busy so you’re going to go find another one in the meantime. Just in case Namjoon decides to ask said doctor about your current mental and physical state, you want to make sure you cover your tracks. As much as you want to give it another go and help Namjoon understand your precarious situation, you weren’t up for another possibility of rejection. 

You wanted to avoid Namjoon’s rejection so much that you’d rather turn to unconventional alternatives to finding your answer. 

Unfortunately, Tony Stark and Steven Strange do not exist in this universe, and therefore you need to turn to more practical measures. 

Seoul University has a zillion libraries, and you decide to go to the general library in the hopes you’ll find something in the subject of world-hopping. Unfortunately you haven’t been in a huge library since you were a senior in college, and the smell of paper, sad students and ink all but overwhelms you. 

You’re about to start wandering when a young voice snatches your attention. “Miss,” you feel a tug at your belt loop, and you notice a little boy looking up at you with a pout. “I lost my way after using the bathroom and I can’t find the daycare.”

A little part of you wonders who on earth could’ve let a boy no older than five out of their sights, especially in such a spacious building. Alas, you smile and offer him your hand, suggesting that the two of you look for a map. 

“Well it’s a good thing we found each other!” you say brightly, encouraging the kid to follow you to the kiosk, “I was just about to look for a map because I’m a little lost too, we can read it together.” 

The boy tells you his name is Bogum, and you respond with yours and explain that it’s okay to get lost, especially when this library is so big. He listens to you with rapt attention, wide eyes as you spell out the words “daycare” using the little paper map you brought with you from the lobby. 

Bogum and you stop in front of a plain room with a cheap powder blue baby gate, deep in the children’s section of the library. It’s there that you spot five or so children huddled over the flatscreen television, ‘oh’ and ‘ah’-ing over whatever film’s prattling on. You’re not surprised that Frozen 2 remains a sensation in both worlds. 

Bogum opens the door first, and you make eye contact with the only adult in the room. He’s lean and friendly-looking, holding a child in their lap as they sing along to “Into the Unknown”. Your heart is caught in your throat, begging to be released as your eyes widen in surprise. 

“Hobi!” you blurt instinctively, but you immediately clamp your mouth upon realizing. You really need to get used to this, but honestly how can anyone get used to this kind of situation? Hoseok will definitely be the fourth person you’ve alarmed in the past five days. 

Hoseok’s jaw drops slightly, head tilted as the rest of the mini-crew train their eyes on you. You shrink in the presence of children, knowing from experience nothing gets by them. 

“Is that your girlfriend, Hobi-ah?”

“Do you know her, Mr. Hoseok?” 

“She looks scared, what did you do?” 

The affronted man presses his lips in a thin line, “Dunno,” he answers vaguely. He seems unperturbed, hands settling in his traffic cone orange sweatpants. He gestures to the snacks in the middle of the room, releasing the children’s inner fire for food, “but it’s fruit snack time! Go ahead and grab your water from the cubbies, you can eat while you watch.” 

The babies cheer, and you smile fondly as the kids rip open their packets and giggle over Olaf. You wish you could go back to simpler times. 

“So,” Hoseok stands up, and gestures for you to sit at the small kids table in the back, “Do I know you? I don’t know if I know you, but I feel like I know you. Because you know me.” 

Deciding you need to sit down for his bombardment you squeeze your legs into the worn Fisher-Price desk, running your nails over the crayon stains and pencil shavings. “Uh, no?” 

“Did we have a class together? Hook-up? Friend’s hook-up that I tried to coerce into a threesome?” 

“Ohmygod, there are children here!” you hiss, but Hoseok just smiles plainly, offering you a bag of fruit snacks that he snagged before the children emptied his bowl. You accept the gesture, unable to make eye contact. 

Seeing the members out of their clan of seven is still jarring to you. You can’t imagine a world without the seven of them together. Like they always say, Bangtan is fate. 

“I just wanted to return Bogum,” you say, crinkling the foil bag in your grasp, “and I’m actually looking for a professor who has her office hours here. I have uh, questions on my thesis on alternate universes.” 

“Ah, are you referring to Professor Song?” you nod, “she cancelled her office hours for today, if you bothered to email her. And anyways, she doesn’t take kindly to questions on supernatural phenomena. Not since her latest book on paranormal channeling tanked.”

Your face visibly falls, dejected. You probably should’ve tried to schedule an appointment. “O-oh.” 

“But as a non-judgemental soul, I would be happy to assist you on your ‘thesis’.” Hoseok  air-quotes, noting that the kids are only in the very beginning of Frozen 2 and they have a whole hour and a half to their own devices. “And in exchange, I want to know the real reason as to why you’re looking for her, especially because you referred to me so excitedly as Hobi, and not Hoseok,” he crosses his arms, “and only my mother and sister have the right to call me that.” 

You feel like a kid sent to the time-out corner, inevitably forced to fess up. It didn’t work out as well as you hoped with Namjoon, and you feared to be disappointed when Hoseok disagreed with you as well. Of course, you can’t blame them. If Hoseok came up to you and said he came from an alternate universe, you’d run for the hills. 

But Hoseok is sweet and sincere, and he’s definitely not letting you go. In fact, he’s empathetic, already distressed from seeing you sweating and wringing the poor fruit snack packet. 

He drags over a mini chalkboard cart, poised to take notes. “C’mon, I won’t bite.” 

You frown, “Promise you won’t laugh at me until the very end?” 

“Promise.” 

Forty minutes later and in the turning point of Frozen 2, Hoseok has drawn up what looks like a convoluted flowchart detailing every single thing you’ve said up until this point. It reminds you of a child’s drawing, symbolizing all the dead-ends and turns of your life, but you’re sure Hoseok doesn’t want to hear that. 

Within the first ten minutes of your story, Hoseok is shaking his head. “That’s crazy. C’mon, prove it. If we’re really friends in an alternate universe, how much do you know about me?” 

Hoseok's face falls farther and farther into his lap as you respond with a straight face. His birthday, favorite foods, hobbies, music taste, and even feelings towards melodramatic movies are laid out in your words like a personal diary. 

He crosses his arms, narrowing his eyes. “Tell a secret that you know about me.” 

That stumps you. You make a face, stuffing a strawberry gummy in your mouth as you think about any conversation you could’ve possibly had with Hoseok in the past year. There’s a possibility that whatever happened to Hoseok in your world hasn’t happened in this one, but you have to at least try. 

With as much confidence as you can muster you say, “When you were in the 3rd grade, your older sister was playing with sticks in your backyard and accidentally stabbed you.” 

He narrows his carmine eyes, “Where?” 

“Left breast,” you chirp, “under the nipple.” 

Hoseok’s face twists like he’s in the 8th dimension, and he clutches his left breast comically. “You’re either psychic or telling the truth,” he marvels, nearly cracking the bud of chalk in his fingertips. 

You fight the urge to sigh in relief, running a hand through your hair. You can’t believe that actually worked. 

“Okay so obviously because I need to know my alter-self, what’s Jung Hoseok like in World One?” 

“World One?” you snort. 

“Yeah, since it’s your home world. This is World Two, because this is your second reality.” He says as if it’s the most obvious thing, waving his hands in the air. 

“You’re a rapper and incredible dancer in the world’s top boy band.” and Hoseok doesn’t know whether to think you’re an impeccable actor or really telling the truth by the way you smile so tenderly. “And you managed to get your mom the barbeque restaurant she always wanted. Best place for pork belly wraps.”  

And because you know he’s a softie for his mother, you already have a tissue stretched out for him, confirming that you have him convinced. Seeing it all laid out terrifies him, not because he’s scared of someone infiltrating his reality, but because you’re lost. You’re lost and you can’t go home and he can feel like he’s known you all this time. Not because you know every single fact about him under the sun, but something tells him you were meant to find him today. 

“So, you got hit by a truck in World One, and end up in World Two just like that?” you nod again, and Hoseok starts to line up whatever code he’s created on the blackboard. “What were you doing before that?” 

“I went drinking with my friend Sehlyung.” 

“Uh-huh, and before that?” 

“Got into a fight with the guy I love.” 

“Oh, sorry.” 

“Even worse, he ended up being the first person I met once I entered your world.” 

Hoseok blinks, “That’s gotta count for something, right?” 

Your face sours, “Impossible. Jungkook didn’t recognize me either.” 

“Anything else happened that day? Perhaps something to do with the both of you? It can’t just be coincidence,” Hoseok insists, and you almost see the potential theories looming over his head. 

Wishing you bought some aspirin on your way, you pinch your brows together. You’ve recollected that night one too many times that it’s been starting to overwhelm you. You hate thinking back to how harshly Jungkook rejected you. How much his words pierced you clean like you were soft and breakable. The twist in the knife was seeing him again in this world, only for him to reject you again for an entirely different reason. 

“Wait,” you bite your lip, the final memory from your last conversation with Jungkook resurfacing. 

“Maybe in another world, we’d work out. But not this one.”

“He said maybe we’d be together in another world,” you say slowly, the words sinking in your form like a key to a lock. 

Hoseok snaps his fingers, a huge white grin beaming on his face. “Shit, this is straight out of the Twilight Zone or something. Cool!” 

It’s then that the credits roll for Frozen 2, and the children are pouncing on him like leeches to a sweet treat. They laugh and beg for his attention, teasing him because he said the s-word. 

“I’m sure this Jungkook kid has something to do with why you’re here—ow, Haneul! My hair is precious!” Hoseok is busy fending off kids and trying to continue your conversation. He gets up from the tiny chair to prevent them from reaching, and you follow suit. “In the meantime,” he reaches for your phone, typing something, “here’s some books Professor Song recommended to me when I was fascinated in alternate universes. Maybe they’ll help, I don’t know. But good luck, update me when you get a chance! I work here most days.” 

“Thanks Hoseok,” and before you can second guess yourself, you find space between the children to wrap your arms around him. Thankfully, he doesn’t push you away, and hugs you back just as tightly. You can’t help it, and bury your face into his shoulder, trying to conceal your sobs. He even smells like World One Hoseok. You miss them. 

The rest of your afternoon is spent in the library, searching for book after book regarding the supernatural and other phenomena. A little part of you hoped Hoseok would join you in your navigation, but he had a job and you had yours. He already offered you an ear and much, much more. 

You feel a little stir-crazy, despite the fact that these books could contain important information, only Jungkook’s words seem to register in your brain. 

“Maybe in another world, we’d work out. But not this one.”

You groan, stretching out your back so you could reach the final book out of Hoseok’s recommendations. You blush when your joints complain about your lack of exercise and sudden exertion of physical activity. This last one just so happens to be on the highest possible shelf. There’s really no need to have more than five books on supernatural phenomena, but you’re already here and it’s vermillion red cover is taunting you like a bull to its matador. 

Fuck it. Making sure no librarians are watching, you hop on the first shelf, heels dangling in the air. You could climb trees like it was nothing when you’re a child, but ten years later you can feel all the joints in your body protest at the sudden bout of athleticism. 

Alas, even with the added height you can barely reach the top, fingers brushing over the hardcover. You’re starting to sweat with nerves, thankful for the whirring of the icy air conditioner. With a sigh you attempt to climb on the next highest shelf, until the familiar smell of detergent and florals invades your personal space. Even his scent is the same. 

“Y’know, there’s a help desk for a reason.” 

Your shoulders slump as Jungkook wordlessly instructs you to get down from the shelf. You feel the warmth of his palm shadow your back, not touching you but prepared to in the event you slip and fall. With a cross of your arms, you hug your books to your chest, refusing to make eye contact as he retrieves the book for you. Call it being petty, or overly defensive because of past events, but you’re not ready to talk to Jungkook right now. 

Conversely, Jungkook is piqued. He’s lived here for the past six years and it’s the first time he’s seen you in this library. Twice in the span of two weeks is definitely something worth noting, especially when his new co-worker just so happens to be friends with you. 

In fact he’s excited, curious. He just entered the library, dropping off some proofs for his graduate school’s office when he spotted you in the corner of one of the shelves, determined. Something warm and light brings a smile to his face when he sees how endearing you look trying to get that too-high book. Despite the fact that he’s still on the fence about your sanity, he wants to make sure you don’t almost-die a second time from head injury. 

“Here ya go,” He easily grabs the book and Jungkook is prepared to plop the book in your pile, but you’re hugging the others so tightly that he has to wedge it between two other ones. 

You press your lips together as Jungkook goes into your personal space, miffed that you’re being a little defensive. After all, you’re embarrassed from the last time you saw him and you’re heart is beating wildly, confused over the man in front of you. It takes a wiggle before you concede, letting him tuck the red novel between two other larger books. 

“Thanks,” you mumble, nodding at him once before swiftly turning the corner, skirt swishing. 

The smile on his face is wiped clean when you don’t even bother to spare him a little eye contact. 

“Hey, wait up!” he exclaims, and he’s immediately shh’ed by at least five students and an angry librarian. He deflates, giving sheepish bows as he walk-runs after you. 

He feels like the tables have turned, now he’s the one chasing after you. Should he apologize for leaving you on the sidewalk two weeks ago? Should he offer to hold your books, or drive you home? Maybe not drive you home, because he brought his bike today and he fears that you may be traumatized by the fact that you almost ate pavement under his wheels. If he has to ease into it, maybe he could offer his phone number up as compensation for accidentally almost-killing you? Suggest that his number is for you to contact him as an IOU. Smooth. 

You look over your shoulder briefly, suppressing a groan as Jungkook makes it painfully obvious that this is not the end of your interaction. He’s boring into you, looking past you and his eyes are dark with information. As much as you want to know what’s going on in his mind, seeing Hoseok and Jungkook within the same hour is wholly overwhelming, especially when you just laid your whole life story out to Hoseok in a daycare. 

He’s now staring holes in your back as you hand over your books and work identification to the unsuspecting librarian, who chalks up your awkwardness between two friends toeing around a relationship. To the unsuspecting eye, it’s not out of the ordinary. You can’t just tell Jungkook to “kindly fuck off because I’m still processing your existence” because he’s really done nothing wrong. Inevitable, you let him heat your skin with his imploring eyes until he starts to squirm like a garden snake. He’s waiting for you, silently begging you to turn your head and acknowledge how hard his brain is working right now. This boy is always after attention. 

Finally, you spare him. “Yes?” you say softly, keeping your focus on the bookkeeper checking you out as Jungkook hovers over your form. 

“Uh,” he scratches his head, searching for words, “are you hurt? Y’know, from the other day?” 

“Judging from the way I was prepared to climb the shelves, no,” you stuff the books in your tote bag, “are you hurt?” 

“Uh, no.” 

“Okay. That’s good.” You brush past him, making it a blatant point to stride out the first door you see. 

Even with all the telltale signs, Jungkook continues to feel something. An urge, a bell, something. He doesn’t know what, but he’s compelled to follow you. For a small thing you sure know how to walk, and he has to pump his legs a little to catch up with your speedy form. 

He follows you to the middle of the campus courtyard, where students are lounging about and studying or playing football. It’s already starting to turn dark, and the orange sky sits impatiently on your bodies as you try to walk as fast as possible to your apartment. 

“Hey—hey, c’mon!” his long legs manage to get close enough to you, but he has to halt as soon as you stop, whipping around to glare at him. 

Jungkook stumbles as you’re centimeters away from him, visibly annoyed. You’re super close, impossibly close to him. He holds his breath, fearing he’d fan your face and you wouldn’t appreciate his chicken-salad breath. He doesn’t understand why you’re upset, but he wants to jab a thumb between your brows and even out the adorable expression that pinches your visage. 

“What, do you need something from a stranger?” you bite icily, and he doesn’t understand the pang in his chest when you refer to each other as strangers. It’s true, you are, but you don’t have to be so harsh about it. 

“I, I just want to know why you knew my name,” he replies weakly, hands going up as if he committed a crime. “Back then, I’ve been confused ever since,” it’s wholly innocent, and genuine, “I just wanted to know if you’re okay, I guess?” 

It’s then you soften, melting like the yolk in the sky. The strap of your bag digs in your palm, the leather probably indenting your skin. 

“I got really drunk last night,” you concede, and at the very least it’s the truth, “probably woke up drunk too. I stumbled outside and when I saw you, and mistook you for another Jungkook I know.” 

You’re pulling this excuse out of your ass, and you hope that someone watching you from above (or below) will give you a reprieve on this one. He seems to believe this notion, probably used to one too many drunk girls fawning over him half-sane. 

“Another Jungkook?” he balks, mouth parting like a baby kitten, “a Jungkook with the same name and face?” 

“Uh kinda, like Mario and Wario?” you say, and you know Jungkook will get the reference if he remains a video game lover, “what’s that called, doppelgangers?” 

“I’m partial to Luigi and Waluigi, but I get it.” he replies with a small smile, proud to have gotten you to open up, even a little. “That’s cool. I’m sorry for freaking out back there.” 

“Understandable,” you look at the grass crunching at your feet. You definitely understood, but it still hurt recollecting the way he pushed you off of him like a bug. “I’m sorry for mistaking you, I just kinda stumbled out of an apartment and got walking, I thought I was in a dream or something.” 

“So uh, where’s this other Jungkook?” and it’s an innocent enough question, and he’s almost boyish about it, rocking back and forth with his hands in his jeans. “I’ve always wanted to meet my own twin, I just didn’t expect them living in Korea and having the same name. That’s like a two for one deal!” 

You wince, avoiding the way Jungkook tries to bend down to match your eyes. “He’s uh, not around anymore. Completely gone,” you mutter. 

Completely gone? Did that mean the person you were worrying about on the streets, the person who you worried over so thoughtfully in place of Jungkook, is dead? 

Jungkook puffs out a breath of air, running a hand through his hair. Boy, does he feel like a piece of shit for bringing up tough memories. “I’m so sorry,” he gushes, voice cracking as he tries to get you to lift your head, “I was just being nosy, alright? The fact that you knew my name freaked me out and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. And when I saw you in the library I pounced but I realize that this is such a huge mistake and—”

“Jungkook,” you hold up a hand, a twinge of a smile barely grazing your lips, “I already told you, it’s understandable you would’ve been freaked out. Don’t blame yourself,” you size him up a little, looking up and down and he automatically straightens his back. He feels his ears heat beneath his hair, “but you look like the type of guy to be too hard on himself.”

He laughs, nodding profusely, “So I’ve been told.” Feeling lighter at the assurance of your feelings, he sticks out his hand, “then can we call a truce?” 

It’s then you see it. 

“Tiger lilies,” you marvel, hands reaching out instinctively to touch the tattoo adorning his arm. It’s the same design, same position, the dark ink vibrant as ever. 

“It’s my birth flower,” he puffs out his chest a bit, feeling elated that someone appreciates the fine art he spent weeks drafting. Tattoos aren’t particularly popular in this area, so he can’t help but feel a little cheeky that someone’s attracted to them. He watches the way your eyes sparkle over the black ink, the most positive emotion he’s gotten out of you since meeting. “Tiger lilies, they mean—”

“Please love me,” you finish, letting go of his arms so it drops to his side. You finally look up at him, and your eyes prick. 

He looks so much like him, it hurts. Seeing Hoseok and Namjoon also pained you considerably, but nothing compared to how much it ached to have Jungkook around, vying for your attention. How well you knew his body, and how much you wish you could hug him. Today he’s even dressed a little similarly to how you’re used to, soft and comfortable in black sweats and a Carhartt hoodie. But this Jungkook isn’t scarred by the industry, and it fills the curiosity that plagued you for days on end. Your Jungkook is always vibrant, but the one in front of you is radiant. He’s young, eager, and ready to take on the world. 

Jungkook grins, impressed by your knowledge. He wonders about your birth flower, and whether you have it tattooed somewhere on your body. “Is that your birth flower too?” he asks, debating on whether or not it’s too late to ask you out for coffee because evening is approaching. Maybe dinner was more appropriate? But it would be like a date? Maybe pizza or McDonalds to keep it casual? 

You see the gears turning in his head, and you feel like you’ve wasted too much time thinking. “Ah, no,” you flounder, rapidly shaking your head, “just some random information I’ve picked up.” 

“Are you into flower meanings?” he tilts his head. 

“Not particularly,” you say ominously, and you try not to ache when he seems disheartened at your lack of elaboration, “but I will be. I’ll see you around, Jungkook.” 

You can tell he has more to say, especially because Jungkook is one to finish what he starts. But you can’t give him that satisfaction now, not when you’re onto something. You spare him a wave over your shoulder, not wanting to see the disappointment in his face when you leave him in the dust for a second time. 

And with that unpromised promise, you go back into the direction of your apartment. You have some extensive research to do tonight. 

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W1.

Jungkook wakes up to the sun, and he bolts up in his bed. 

“Hey!” he yells to no one in particular, knowing his voice is loud enough to echo throughout the dorm. “Why did no one call me? We had practice!” 

Instead of passing out in the studio he’s wrapped up in his sheets, bundled comfortably as if he’s been in bed for hours. He’s almost disoriented, looking around the room and waiting for someone to barge in and tell him to hurry up and get somewhere. 

After working on his music, the seven of them were supposed to meet up. The plan was to take a nap from ten to eleven, and be at the studio to go over some modifications to a new setlist. However, those plans evidently did not go through, because he had a full night’s sleep for the first time in weeks and that only happens if there’s a schedule cancellation or vacation. 

He feels particularly antsy because he couldn’t work on anything last night. His mind was like tunnel vision, completely filled by visions of you and last night’s fight. It’s frustrating, especially when there’s so much he’s behind on already. 

But today’s a new day. He takes his time in his room, popping out all his joints and doing leg and arm stretches on his mattress. For once, no one’s ushering him away to do the nth task. He mindlessly scrolls his phone, taking note of the insistence for him to return to social media but pins it away for yet another promise of next time. 

Mindlessly clicking his phone button on and off, his wallpaper shows a picture of your back facing the sunset. An old, innocent picture that could be mistaken for a random shot Jungkook stole on an empty night in Dongdaemun. With a sigh he throws his phone somewhere between the sheets, rubbing his eyes. There’s nothing he can do now but move forward, and he takes that in stride. 

But when he walks out of his room, the air feels terse. It’s strange, as if he could cut through the tension in the room with a butterknife. 

He looks on in confusion to see all the other members settled in the living room, hovered over their phones. They’re all still in their clothes from last night as well, grave expressions on their faces. 

Someone’s choked sobs are echoing from a corner of the room, and Jungkook is worried when he sees Taehyung sobbing in Hoseok’s arms. 

“What happened?” he asks, brows knitting together as he walks over to Namjoon, looking over his phone. 

Namjoon immediately presses his phone to his chest, concealing whatever is on the screen. Jungkook’s heart pangs at his block, because Namjoon isn’t one to hide things.  He’s feeling cut out of a secret so deep that it must be either a secret, or something he shouldn’t see. “It’s,” he takes a deep breath, and Jungkook feels it. He feels that whatever Namjoon has to say is going to be hard. 

Seokjin speaks up for the leader, bright eyes that always spark like fireworks now dim. “We got a call from Sehlyung early this morning. Before it got light out she—she was frantic. She said Camille wasn’t answering her calls after they went drinking.” 

No. No. 

“Then BigHit got a call from the hospital. They said a truck hit the curb, knocking her clean,” it doesn’t even sound like Seokjin’s speaking, just the shell of him, regurgitating information. “She’s alive, but it’s critical, no one’s allowed to see her until she’s stable. We don’t know when,” Seokjin bites his lip, choosing his words carefully, “or if, she’ll wake up.” 

Jungkook doesn’t even register that he’s crying until Seokjin pulls him into his arms. 

[alatismeni-theitsa]

Basically what happened was that someone put the sarcastic lore Olympus video another anon mentioned in a server im in and when I mentioned that I dont think that Lore Olympus is the best interpretation of H/P in part due to how non-greek the whole story was, the shit started. Excuses ranged from "Greek polytheism isn't exclusive to Greece" to " im not saying you're wrong but I know a lot of Greek polytheists" (I especially got mad at this one) to "it's an American story and the myths naturally reflect what Americans see in each other" to "many colonized places had Greek and Roman fetishized culture thrust upon them" and "American culture is deeply seeped in Greek myth and Greek polytheism is a thriving culture here" (send me the fuckin thesis) and then what really boiled me was their blatant shock at the fact that Zeus could *gasp* love Hera and be good to her. And then claimed they've read all sorts of myths for decades. Gems like "half of the heroes in Greek mythology aren't Hera's kids" like Ares and Hepheastos just don't exist ig. Then blaming me for getting angry and upset for all around being disrespectful to the gods. Thank fuck someone was on my side because I was just so fucking over it. God and all heavens above forbid you tell an American they got their history wrong and they're being disrespectful and hurtful in doing so. The worst part is that I tried to be polite through the whole thing. Tried. I dont know how I was coming off, but God fucking damn it i tried. Fucking hell, claiming that the need to study Greek mythos in your AP Us History class doesn't fucking mean it's baked into your culture. It made me so frustrated and now I can't even fathom talking to the people involved when they so staunchly defended something and claimed to be educated when it's obvious they weren't. I got an apology from a few people which I appreciated, but f u cking hell. Sorry for the long ask.

1) "Greek polytheism isn't exclusive to Greece" - Yeah SO? Does this make LO better? Does it negate the fact the planet knows only inaccurate/whatever Americanized movies about Greek mythology?

2) " im not saying you're wrong but I know a lot of Greek polytheists" SO??? You are allowed to have your own opinion! Plus, Greek polytheists can still be uneducated and follow practices they read in Percy Jackson and are used only to pop culture Americanized versions of how the gods are

3) "it's an American story and the myths naturally reflect what Americans see in each other" Nobody said those stories aren’t allowed to exist! The f-ing point is the Greco-Roman deities are treated like American property!“American story and the myths naturally reflect what Americans see in each other” it’s ALL THAT THE WORLD WATCHES. INCLUDING GREEKS.

Don’t they realize the US is an imperialist country or what? Those stories are everywhere and we are bored. If all you have to show is “Greek gods in US and Canada” x 1000 times and “The Greek gods used to show American social issues”x 1000 times just throw me into a bottomless pit already.

And then they have the nerve to say “but this is representation for you!” No, it isn't if you make Hera into a Karen and Zeus into Bill living in their mansion in Manhattan, showing no hint of my culture (OR Greek American culture) apart from some names and some basic powers! You might as well make them Egyptian gods and the script won’t change.

4) "many colonized places had Greek and Roman fetishized culture thrust upon them" How does that excuse the stupid stuff in LO?? What does a white woman in Australia have to do with how culture was forced to change in colonized cultures??

Why should Greeks see the disrespect of their figures because other countries promoting a *fetishized* image of their ancient culture to other countries they colonized? Why is the US continue to glorify that *fetishized* (as this person said) standard?

Plus, it’s not like Indigenous Americans or Africans from formerly colonized countries consider Zeus part of their culture. Yes, the philosophy of West European nations and certain standards were unfortunately forced upon them but they know the gods are not theirs! (As opposed to many formerly not colonized people in the US)

And if you speak with people from countries on this side of Atlantic which were colonized by France or England you will see they don't deem this mythology theirs! In most of these countries, the citizens merely know the basic stuff about Greek mythology. All they know comes from - you guessed it - American shows about Greek mythology!    

5) "American culture is deeply seeped in Greek myth and Greek polytheism is a thriving culture here" Okay just... what? 😂😂😂😂😂 I swear this fetishized version they accuse colonizers of spreading, they have it themselves and don't recognize it. It’s apparent, as they often see Greek mythology as “a thing of the White man” and want to “subvert” it to send a message. Meanwhile have they thought about how Greeks feel about this? Naaaah fuck dem Greeks. Who cares, it’s not like their culture is Greek any more, right? Who knows what language they speak nowadays these exotic people...

And “Greek polytheism is a thriving culture here”?? North America has hundreds of millions of people. The 500 internet friends you have who are in Greek polytheism is not even a fraction of that. 

“The need to study Greek mythos in your AP Us History class doesn't fucking mean it's baked into your culture.” I agree with your statement. Moreover, guess who fought to keep the heritage alive for thousands of years? Greeks. Copying manuscripts, analyzing ancient philosophy, protecting heritage monuments, songs, religious customs, etc. Do they think Greeks sat on their asses for a blank 2000 yrs??

Final thoughts:

Greek mythology aside, people who claim to know something when they are ignorant and they don’t offer to search for things they don't know, are immature and cause harm to whoever tries to argue with them. It’s good you got an apology from some, I am happy when people want to research something they don't know! 

But that server in general... doesn't seem very inclusive (ironically). And if you weren't a Greek (aka not perceived as oppressed in N. America xD) they would take you more seriously and they wouldn’t say “but I have other Mixed Brazilian friends who don't complain about the cultural misrepresentation!” I find it natural if you don't want to engage with them any more :/ See what is best for you 💙

[perenial]

at risk of asking a dumb question.. how did you know you were nb/you wanted to go by they/them? i ask as someone trying to figure it out

this isn’t a dumb question - the opposite, really, since this is the entire point of my thesis (that everyone is sick of hearing about). there really isn’t a lot of research in social sciences about non-binary identity, and what does exist is either going through peer review right now and isn’t accessible, or takes a v strong biomedical approach that totally ignores the social dimension of identity work. but that’s not exactly what ur asking so i’ll save that for my phd proposal lmao

the main Thing for me was always feeling discomfort with my birth name. from a v v young age i’d hear it and be like......is that supposed to be me? am i supposed to connect that collection of syllables to [gestures vaguely at all of this]? it just didn’t click with me. my birth name isn’t overtly feminine or anything but it’s definitely a ‘female’ name, so i guess i kind of hitched all my gender-y baggage to that horse and went okay well that’s clearly not right

i discovered the term non-binary on tumblr in about 2012? 2013? i was definitely questioning my gender by 2013, because i’d just had my first girlfriend and i felt incredibly uncomfortable when she called us lesbians. let me be super clear about this: it wasn’t internalised lesobophobia that caused the discomfort, it was the fundamental incompatibility of a gendered label having anything to do with me. 

(sidenote: there’s actually a really interesting argument by monique wittig discussed by judith butler in gender trouble that explores the idea that man/woman are inherently heterosexualised roles and therefore being a non-hetero woman/lesbian....isn’t exactly the same as being a capital-w Woman? it’s a complex theory that some lesbians/wlw have taken as an empowering concept while others feel like wittig leans into t/e/r/f or political lesbian territory. ANYWAY baby gene didn’t know this discourse existed and thought lesbian = woman so that’s what i’m getting at)

after breaking up with my girlfriend i v briefly toyed with the idea that i might be a trans guy, and while that felt slightly more correct than being a cis woman, it still didn’t sit right with me? so i cycled through a few different things, most significantly genderfluid, until one day when i was about 14/15 where i just went u know what? fuck it. i’m non-binary. u can try and define whatever the fuck is going on here but good fucking luck. 

that was around the same time i started using they/them pronouns, first online and then slowly more irl as i went to uni/talked to new people. i tried he/him and ze/zir for a while but like id-ing as a trans guy/genderfluid, it just didn’t feel right. it was a lot of trial and error, plenty of late nights staring at the ceiling practicing introducing myself, so much reading about trans identity - and somehow i ended up here, literally being non-binary as a career.

my main advice to u is to have fun with it. gender can feel really serious at times, especially when there’s so much emphasis on physical transition, but i promise it’s okay - good, even - to just fuck around while u find something that works, and for all its faults tumblr is actually a great place to do just that. u want to use neopronouns for a week? go for it! u want to change ur name every second month? sure! u don’t want people to see or perceive ur gender? bitch me too the fuck

and it’s alright if nothing fits right away, or ever! like, show me a permanent state of self. there isn’t one. we’re all just meaty sacks on a slowly dying planet; who gives a shit if the person u were calling greg last week is emily now. humans change - it’s what we do best. resisting that urge to change is how we get tony abbott eating a whole raw onion on national tv. 

i want to leave u with this quote from gender trouble, which is a fantastic book if u can muddle through all the unnecessarily complicated academic language:

If the body is not a “being,” but a variable boundary, a surface whose permeability is politically regulated, a signifying practice within a cultural field of gender hierarchy and compulsory heterosexuality, then what language is left for understanding this corporeal enactment, gender, that constitutes its “interior” signification on its surface? Sartre would perhaps have called this act “a style of being,” Foucault, “a stylistics of existence.” And in my earlier reading of Beauvoir, I suggest that gendered bodies are so many “styles of the flesh.” These styles all never fully self-styled, for styles have a history, and those histories condition and limit the possibilities. Consider gender, for instance, as a corporeal style, an “act,” as it were, which is both intentional and performative, where “performative” suggests a dramatic and contingent construction of meaning.

(and because i’ve been referencing things all day and can’t break the habit now - emphasis mine, Butler 1999 (2nd ed.), pg. 177)

happy gendering!

[saltandlimes]

Thesis: Thor’s character arc in Endgame was (almost) perfect. It was the rest of the avengers who sucked

Ok, so hear me out here!

Thor’s character arc in Endgame was so reasonable given his earlier actions. Over the course of what is only a tiny, tiny fraction of his lifetime, all his friends die, his mother dies, his father dies, and it seems likely that his brother dies as well.

Thor is young. If we take Loki to be correct in his estimation that Asgardian lifetimes are about 5000 years, then Thor is only in the first fifth/quarter of his lifespan. He’s not expecting to lose his friends or family for years yet, especially with the sort of medical technology Asgard has. And as such, he hasn’t really developed strategies for handling loss. Instead, we’ve seen him bottle up hurt and horror for years, starting with when Loki fell from the Bifrost in Thor 1 to when Asgard was destroyed in Thor 3. 

At the end of Ragnarok, we see him standing in front of a mirror with bottles of what looks like alcohol in front of him, and all that distracts him is Loki’s presence. It’s a completely reasonable assumption that without Loki there, and without the immediate goal of getting his people to safety, Thor will use whatever means available to distract him from the pain that he’s suffered.

Showing him struggling with depression, with PTSD, with anxiety, all of that is brilliant. Thor is a highly emotive character, and one who has suffered losses most people couldn’t even imagine. It’s a brilliant idea to allow him to deal with those losses in a way that’s really relatable to the audience.

What doesn’t make sense, not really, is that his “friends” don’t help. It’s tempting to go back and retcon, and try to imagine that they never really cared about him, and that’s why they’re so incredibly unkind, but even if they didn’t care for him, they would had to have actively viewed him as truly alien and not capable of human emotion to make their reactions make sense.

We’ve seen Tony struggle with these same feelings. We’ve seen Natasha try to atone for her past life, and be forgiven by all around her. We’ve seen Clint do the same. Steve runs a support group, for goodness sake. And to make them mock and belittle Thor is so utterly out of character that it almost makes Thor’s arc ring false.

Yet when we consider Endgame as a whole, is it really shocking that the rest of the Avengers (and others) are out of character in their interactions with Thor? Steve wouldn’t leave Bucky alone in the future for a million bucks. Tony doesn’t show a hit of his ambivalence about his father, and how likely is that? Clint GOES AROUND MURDERING HISPANIC AND JAPANESE PEOPLE WITH A SWORD WTF-ING-F? Pepper hardly shows up, despite being brilliant, highly involved in Tony’s work, and a really strong character. Rocket doesn’t demonstrate any of his earlier rough sensitivity to other’s feelings. Rhodey seems to hardly talk to Tony anymore.

Their treatment of Thor is utterly in line with how their characters have been altered/warped in the rest of Endgame (and IW to some extent). They’ve lost their compassion, and love for their friends. And if there’s one thing that doesn’t make sense, it’s that. The Avengers have been, since the beginning, marked by compassion. It’s they who were written wrong, not Thor.

[Caveat: not mentioning Loki is entirely OOC for Thor. Yeah that didn’t make sense]

[quick disclaimer: I didn’t like the film. I don’t think they handled this arc well at all. I didn’t enjoy when Thor was on screen because of how everyone treated him.]

[artificialqueens]

Free Falling, Chapter 6: The Shitteth Hath Hitteth the Faneth (Branjie) - writworm42

A/N: Thank you to @artificialmeggie for beta-ing!!! Idk what the title is from, it’s just something a friend of mine always says and seemed appropriate lolol

Board meetings at Charles-Visage occurred once every two months. They were usually extremely exclusive affairs; no one but the board members, the president, and other executive staff of the hospital, as well as the heads of various committees, as necessary.

Except for today. The budgetary meeting, the day Brooke had been waiting for ever since she found out about her expansion being possible. Once a year, there was a hospital-wide budgetary board meeting, one which all managers of all units and clinics were invited to. Plastique had told her all about it; during those meetings, budgets were cut, expanded, shifted, and set, each manager given a chance to present, propose, and defend their ideas and their programs. According to Plastique, though, most managers sat quietly and took what was handed to them, treating the meeting more like a debrief than a possibility.

Lucky for her unit, Brooke wasn’t most managers. In the days that led up to the meeting, she revved up her work, preparing papers, posters, an entire spreadsheet, just to convince the board about the possibility of an expansion. It was an iron-clad plan, and she had it figured out right down to the roll-out.

“Someone’s prepared,” Vanessa teased as she helped Brooke carry her charts up the stairs towards the boardroom. Brooke nodded, trying to ignore the pounding in her chest that intensified with every step as they climbed closer.

She hadn’t told Vanessa what her plans were; she didn’t want to jinx it. But Vanessa must have known she was nervous because earlier that day, instead of watching Plastique grapple with the prep materials, she offered her lunch hour to come and support Brooke.

“You don’t have to do that!” Brooke had protested.

“I know.” Vanessa only smiled, laying a hand on Brooke’s shoulder. “I want to.”

“Hey.” They reached the top of the stairs, and Vanessa grabbed Brooke’s hand, reddening a little but holding it tight. “You’re gonna do great, okay?”

“Okay.” Brooke squeezed back. They stayed like that for a moment, not looking at each other but not pulling away, a game of chicken that softened and became, somehow, something close to comfortable. Brooke could feel Vanessa’s eyes gradually come to settle on her, and she tried her best to look back, but they only locked eyes for a moment before both looking away.

Just like that, the magic was broken.

“Um. Anyway.” Vanessa coughed, dropping her hand from Brooke’s. “You should probably go, don’t wanna be late.” She turned to leave, but then stopped and turns back, this time not flinching away when she looked right into Brooke’s eyes. “Good luck, ‘kay?”

“Okay.” Brooke looked back and smiled. “Thanks.”

She carried the buzz of Vanessa’s touch with her into the meeting, the euphoria of calloused palms rubbing against her own soft ones melting all of her nerves away.

–

In retrospect, Brooke should have expected almost everything that happened at that meeting.

It had been no surprise to her that she was, apart from the two pediatric outpatient clinic managers, the only woman in the room. She had expected the sea of balding, white men in the same gray suit staring back at her, waiting for her to look away first. She didn’t; only coolly took a seat at the table as others continued filing in.

“I assume you’re Miss Hytes?” the man next to her leaned in and asked in a bemused tone through overly-whitened teeth, not bothering to extend a hand to the pretty young thing next to him.

“ Ms. Brooke Lynn Hytes, yes. And you are?” Brooke extended hers instead, staring a challenge back into the man’s own appraising eyes. There was no crack in his facade as he took her hand and shook it, his smile widening.

“Gerald Warden-Robertson Fairbanks, but you can call me Gerald. Outpatient high-intensity.”

“Inpatient pediatrics,” Brooke returned, dropping neither her gaze nor her hand.

“I figured.” The man smirked back, his eyes dismissive and smile somehow even more saccharine as he dropped her hand, almost as if he was looking at a child himself. But Brooke only smiled, chewing up the dig and instantly thinking up the right way to spit it back to him.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Gary.”

For a moment, Brooke thought she saw the man twitch, but before she could fully bask in it, the meeting was called to order.

It didn’t take long for things to get down to business. That was typical; everyone had places to go, things to do. There was a flurry of facts, figures, and percentages being thrown around, the ‘debrief’ more like a full-on thesis presentation. That was typical, too; there was no doubt in anyone in the industry’s mind that those who couldn’t keep up should get out. What was atypical, what began to get Brooke really worried, is what all of those numbers meant.

Bottom line.

Profit margin.

Donor contributions.

Trends in spending.

We’ll have to make cuts.

They’d have to make cuts.

She should have expected that. That was totally typical for budget meetings, it was totally typical for healthcare in general. She should have expected that.

She hadn’t.

She knew what came next; next was a witch-hunt, a frenzy to defend one’s department and keep as much of their funding as possible. That was fine; Brooke had come expecting some kind of fight, and she was prepared.

What she hadn’t expected was for Gary to clear his throat.

“Well, Bob, realistically, looking at our profit margins and spending versus our targets, it seems like only one program needs significant cutting.”

Brooke knew what was coming. She knew what he was going to say.

“I would say we need to make major cuts to the entire pediatrics department.”

Brooke wasn’t a praying woman. There was not a single plea running through her mind at that point, only replies, only arguments, only facts and figures and which of her charts would be most useful.

Then, grace.

“I appreciate the suggestion, Gerald, but it’s not something we can make a snap decision about. We’ll get back to you all by the time of the quarterly report, but until then, just… Try to keep these issues in mind.”

She should have expected Gary to sneer at her, to say something as he walked past out of the boardroom. She hadn’t.

“See you at the quarterly, if you’re still here.”

The words rang in her mind all the way back to her office.

–

Brooke could fix it. She knew she could fix it. Hell, she’d fixed worse before.

The difference was, those times, her head didn’t spin when she sat back down in her chair. Those times, she felt confident in where to start and where to go. Those times, it was about the unit and the system.

This time, it was different. This time, it was about Honey and her daughters needing the income. This time, it was about Kahanna taking care of her aging mother. It was about Yvie paying her own medical bills. Even more than that, this time, was about every kid in their care. It was about buying sponges for Monet to play with during her sessions so that she was motivated, how desperate Kameron was to get back to kindergarten and show everyone how her surgery had changed the way she walked. It was about every single parent who lived at their child’s bedside, overpriced cafeteria food siphoning their income while they slept on the foldout armchair next to their child’s steadily whirring morphine drip. It was about all the complex care kid on the waitlist for a facility ready to take them, the kids who would have nowhere else to go.

And, as selfish as it made her, there was a part of Brooke’s heart that knew that it was for Vanessa, too.

She couldn’t let her unit get hurt. She had to save it. Save everyone.

So she did what she did best; she got to work.

Over the next week, Brooke was almost never outside of her office. She took the bus to come in an hour early, and forewent her rides home with Nina to stay even later. She slid in at the last minute for rounds, and was one of the first people out of the room. At first, people were concerned; Plastique asked if she needed more help, others brought her coffee and tea just to make sure she was alive. She rarely accepted more than the minimum, and soon, everyone stopped coming by.

Everyone, that is, except for Vanessa. For the entire week, Vanessa stopped by faithfully, lunchbox in hand, to ask Brooke if she was ready to go for lunch. It broke Brooke’s heart to have to say no, to watch the other woman’s face fall as she told her she had too much work. But it had to be done—even if she couldn’t tell anyone why, not yet, it had to be done.

Still, Vanessa never seemed to get the hint.

“Brooke?” By day eight of their new routine, Vanessa was no longer smiling when she knocked on Brooke’s door. Brooke swallowed hard.

“Hi, Vanjie.” Brooke forced a smile for the both of them, trying not to pay attention to the caution in Vanessa’s eyes, how she’d stopped bothering to step into the door, instead leaning against its frame.

Brooke was ready to tell her to go ahead without her, that she had too much work to do, but before she had a chance to, Vanessa caught her by surprise.

“Did I piss you off or somethin’?”

“No!” Brooke looked up at her, stricken. “It’s not that at all, I really do have w–”

“You always got work.” Vanessa narrowed her eyes, stepping inside the office with her arms crossed, “This is different and you know it. You been distant from everyone, an’ you used to let me sit with you even when you couldn’t come down to the caf. This past week all of a sudden, you don’t even wanna look at me?”

“‘Ness, I–”

“Don’t ‘Ness’ me!” Vanessa’s voice was tense, and Brooke could tell that another word from her and her dirty laundry would be aired at a volume the entire unit would hear. “What is going on? ”

“Close the door,” Brooke was quiet, her chest suddenly tight and weighed down by a guilt she had been trying her best not to feel. “And sit down.”

There was a pause, Vanessa’s eyes flitting around nervously, but she nodded and did as Brooke asked, once again taking her place on top of Brooke’s desk. It was a familiar, comforting gesture, one that made Brooke relax a little despite herself. For a split second, a flash of doubt ran through Brooke’s mind, anxiously wondering if what she was about to do, what she was about to say, was going to backfire, whether it was truly going in the right hands.

But then she looked at Vanessa, saw the earnest concern in her face, and suddenly, she was sure.

“At the board meeting last week, there was talk of cuts. A lot of cuts. Like… potentially lose-the-unit cuts.” Brooke surveyed Vanessa’s face, and felt her heart fall with Vanessa’s expression. It wasn’t one of fear, necessarily–though Brooke could tell in the quiver of the shorter woman’s lip that that was present, too. It was more a look of defeat and sadness, of hopelessness.

That was what Brooke had been afraid of. And it was exactly what she was hoping to avoid.

“I’m– Look, the reason I’m working so hard is because I’m going to fix it, okay?” she added, staving off her own hopelessness, pushing it back down from where it was starting to cut up her stomach. “I’m just figuring out how right now. I think–I think I’ve figured out a way, I’ve just got to–”

“Stop.”

Brooke took in a sharp breath as Vanessa darted out a hand to lay on hers, the sticky feeling of still-drying hand sanitizer soft yet still somehow heavy against her skin.

She looked up, and for once, Vanessa held her gaze.

“We’ve faced cuts before, okay? And we’ve been fine.” Vanessa’s words were careful, calm, as if she was waiting for each syllable to sink in before moving on to the next. “You’re working hard, and I know you can do this. Hell,” she added with a wry smile, “we’ve survived this with way worse managers than your type A patootie.”

Brooke smiled weakly, and Vanessa tightened her grip on her hand.

“You don’t have to figure this out alone, okay? We can all help.”

Brooke shook her head. “I don’t want help right now. I don’t–I don’t want anyone to panic, and I don’t want rumours to start going around, especially not to families. You know how the grapevine grows around here.”

“Okay.” Vanessa nodded, her face somber, and somehow, Brooke felt reassured. That reassurance stops dead in her chest, though, when Vanessa opens her mouth again, a stern, scolding finger coming up and pointing at Brooke.

“Just promise me you’ll take lunch breaks, okay? We don’t need you burnin’ out, that ain’t gonna help no one.”

Brooke nods, smiling despite herself. “Okay.”

“So, we gonna get to the caf, or what?” Vanessa returns the smile widely, radiantly, like Brooke’s just made her day. And for a moment, Brooke lets herself entertain the thought that maybe, just maybe, she has.

“Okay,” she repeats, standing up and giving her back and arms a big stretch. “Let’s go.”

[mimik-u]

“Familiar” Liveblogging

THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD EPISODE??????????

God, I’ve missed this theme song. 😭

These little pebble people are so cute!!!

THEY RECOGNIZE STEVEN/PINK WHEN HE SAYS, “THANK YOU” BC PINK MUST HAVE TOLD THEM THANK YOU ALL THE TIME!! AHHHHHH!

That little pebble jumping into Steven’s pocket and coming up w/ a selfie is so frickin’ funny.

“What did White Diamond do to you? Did she hurt you?” 👀 Pearl’s expectation for White Diamond is pain or some other negative consequence. I really have a feeling that regardless of the circumstances that led up to it, she knows exactly what happened to White Pearl.

“And they consider me one of your things.” “Yeesh.” Asdfghhjll—exactly.

Sentientttttt walls?????????

A SENTIENT WALL THAT BLUSHES??????

“Call me... lasagna.” 😂😂😂😂

God, I love Yellow Diamond.

“Two and a half words? That’s a record.” Patti LuPone’s line delivery here killed me dead. 😭

Also, Yellow looks so happy! She’s smiling and joking!! She’s so glad to have Pink home!! I cry.

“White never leaves her own head these days, and she never lets anyone in.” Oh, yeah, the final battleground is def. gonna be in White Diamond’s mindscape.

“But you get to see her because your one colony is a failure.” 😂 What a KID.

YELLOW DIAMOND’S LAUGHTER WATERED MY CROPS AND CURED MY DEPRESSION. IT WAS SO GENUINE AND SWEET, AND HER EYES ARE SO SOFT.

(But even still, she leaves him, leaves Pink, once again, prioritizing business over forming connection. It’s such a hauntingly familiar mistake.)

“I get they’re like busy because they’re dictators and everything, but I need more time!” Def. glad that the show has Steven calling the Diamonds out for what they really are. It’s a nice, jarring touch that reminds us that though the Crewniverse is actively humanizing them, they’re still incredibly problematic.

Huh, there are Topaz guards outside of Blue’s extraction chamber. I’d always assumed that they were apart of Yellow’s court exclusively. What are your bets? My shipper heart’s, like, dawwwww, Yellow assigned these guards to keep an eye on her. But rationally, they’re probably there because of Blue’s elite status.

“WELCOME BACK.” 

SIN G ING COMB?!!!!!!!!!

(Those glowing secretions that the Diamonds are making are, like, the means that give gems sentience, right????? Like, that’s what’s going on with those pebbles, right???)

“You’re here. Come here.” That soft, eager expression on her face???!?? Lisa Hannigan’s tender excitement???????? I’m going to cry.

BLUE DIAMOND IS LAUGHING.

SHE’S NEVER LOOKED SO HAPPY IN THE ENTIRETY OF THIS SHOW.

“You haven’t changed. So silly. So small.” And then she props him up on her knees.

I’m really weak for Blue Diamond, y’all.

“STEEEVOOON.” JDHAKJLFHAKLSFHSKALD.

“It’s such a funny sounding name. You’re so creative, Pink.” She sounds like one of those moms who is commenting on the latest “artwork” her five year old has given her.

Blue’s quiet wistfulness about the fun the Diamonds once had together is incredibly adorable... but so heart wrenching at the same time. 

As she moves further into the story, her mood palpably sinks because the divide between the then and the now distresses her so greatly—which we already know from how she dealt with the loss of Pink.

“We stopped coming here after you left. That was that start of Era 2.” OHHHHHH, I KNEW IT. ALSO, BY RESOURCES, SHE LIKELY MEANS DIAMOND SECRETION. THE HOMEWORLD APOCALYPSE LITERALLY HAPPENED BC THE DIAMONDS DIDN’T GO TO THE SPA TOGETHER ANYMORE. F

“It was so quiet.” Jesus God, stop letting my big, blue dictator be sad. The way she emotes, and the way Lisa Hannigan voices her, combine to create an incredibly visceral effect.

“I know you have more colony stuff to do, but we should spend more time together.” She looks so pleased at the thought. I’m so tender, y’all.

“She was a juggler?!!?” “No, well, yes.” ASDFGHHHJJLL. 

THAT SAME PEBBLE WHO WAS TAKING A SELFIE IS ADMIRING ITSELF IN A MIRROR. I LOVE???

CORRECTION KINDLY POINTED OUT TO ME: THE PEBBLE WAS ADMIRING ITS SELFIE. ASDFGGHHJ.

Honestly, Steven’s new song is going to be a contender for my favorite. It’s making me incredibly emotional rn.

Our boy grown so much, and because he has, he’s capable of recognizing exactly how similar his current situation is to the one he left behind on Earth.

“They loved her, but they’re leaving her behind.” I type this through my tears, but this right here? This is the thesis statement of the entire Diamond arc.

And omg—the pebbles are the ones dressing Steven as Pink Diamond because even they want Steven to be Pink. They want to return to the familiar (as do Blue and Yellow and White).

I LOVE THE OPTIMISTIC TURN IN THE SONG. Steven plans to uses his own experiences with the Crystal Gems to inform how he reunites the Diamonds!!!!!! I’m—

He willingly steps into Pink Diamond’s shoes. 😭😭😭

He’s ready to take the burden of fixing his broken family on all by himself. 😭 Someone hug this boy.

PEARLFNNENSNEEMMES. PEARL BROUGHT HIM HIS FAMILY.

HE’S READY TO DO IT ALONE, BUT HE DOESN’T HAVE TO BC HE HAS FAMILY.

THIS SHOW.

[talesofthebnha-marvel]

Tales from Peter Parker Foreign Exchange Student: Scorpion and the hunt for the Hero killer

Somewhere in the Naruhata district, in one of the many condemned buildings in the area is currently being resided by the infamous villain team, the Sinister Six!

A group consisting entirely of Spider-mans rogues formed under an always-consistent even number. Though its members have rotated there burning hatred of the arachnid hero remains the same. Mysterio, Chameleon, Shocker, Sandman, Scorpion and Vulture are the current members of the group. Currently they are residing in the land of the Rising Sun as a favor to Mysterio involving an as yet unspecified plot for lucrative gain. Yet unbeknownst to the Sinister Six, Spider-man is also stationed in Japan as a student of U.A. High. Eventual a collision of rivals will occur, for now the members of the Six explore there new surrounding some partaking in extracurricularactivities.

Mac Gargan, alias the Scorpion looking is over a large board. On it is pinned with various newspapers and several threads crisscrossing each other like a web.

"Scorpion!" The vulture shouted from above as he descends besides Scorpion.

"What do you want Toomes?" Scorpion asked annoyed having his concentration broken.

Vulture sneered at Gargans dismissive tone.

"Our meeting with the local crime informant, Giran has been rescheduled for now Dmitri suggest we should acclimate to our new surrounding." Impatient to a response, the Vulture makes a quick turn around to see Scorpion still ignoring him.

"The least you could do Mac is make some conversation, what on earth are you researching 'Hero Killer'" Vulture scans the papers.

"Yeah its about this crazy who's been going around offing heroes or injuring them bad towards early retirement." Scorpion explained turning towards Vulture finally.

"And what offer him membership Macdonald, were already at max capacity of sociopaths with you in our group we don't need another one." Vulture mocked.

"Very funny jack-ass, but this ain't about recruitment."

"Than what exactly?"

"The WHY?" Scorpion responded to Vulture.

Vulture seemed perplexed but he reminds himself that Scorpions logic always made sense to his twisted mind.

"Every article is always the same, always asking the wrong questions." He continues.

"Who is he? How is he doing this? When will the Pro heroes stop him, (spit)." Scorpion mocked.

"No one ever asks the 'why' of his motives that's the real story the real scoop." He grins.

"Imoressive, if a bit pointless but he's a serial killer Gargan not much to glean from that. Said Vulture.

"These ain't no random killing Toomes this guy clearly has a conviction and its kinda bringing the detective side out of me, THERE!" he motions his tail on the map as he walks past Toomes grabbing his coat and hat.

Toomes looks at the city map Scorpions tail banged on the board as he sees the mark on the city, Niihama.

Its soon night in the city of Niihama, with Scorpion staking out on rooftop. Several food wrappers and soda cups are littered around him as he peers across the landscape with his binoculars. On his left a crude yet working customized police radio is broadcasting your standard police reports, all noise to his ears waiting purely for calls towards Pro heroes.

"Hrrm, what was it that Kraven always said 'to become the hunter you must think like your prey.' Scorpion recalled internally.

"This should be the place that 'Hero Killer' was last scene and knowing these 'heroes'. Scorpion said with a venomous tone at that last word.

"Them Pros will be rushing off during a crisis, I just need wait for one them to wander off into a dark alleyway and that's when Mr. Herokiller will strike."

Eventual a hero team burst into the scene as they begin a rescue operation by a nearby burning building. One of the heroes note something in an alleyway as she ventures alone.

"Bingo" Scorpion said elated.

Sometime later

Limping and bleeding out, the female hero costumed in a beetle inspired design finds herself exasperated and panic as the Hero Killer approaches. Garbed in an attire of a ninja, with mixture of red and black while his face is covered in several bandanas no doubt to reel in his unruly hair. He slowly moves in a katana in hand as he licks the blood from blade. The heroe's movements are quickly frozen in place unable to move desperately crying to herself

"Why can't I move?!" She screamed hoping her panic tears would be heard.

As she finds herself face first to the ground she can see the killer ready to thrust the blade until…

"HEY!" shouted the Scorpion across the alley as Stain looked up to see the yeller.

Reacting without thought, Stain quickly throws one of his daggers with almost lighting speed. However the Scorpion quickly counters with his mechanical tail sending the blade back as it pass his owners face right by the side of the wall. Unfazed, Stain held his ground staring at this stranger.

"Oh thank you hero please save me fro-"

"Shut up, I ain't here to save nobody especially some Beetle poser." Scorpion insulted as he cut her off using his tail to knock her out.

"I came to see you ' Hero Killer!'

"My business is not with you villain, leave me to my work or I share her fate." The killer threaten.

"Oh I ain't here to stop ya pally, I'm just a simple foreigner is all, I just got ask ya something is all." Scorpion explained.

The Hero Killer saw no ill intents from this stranger yet he could feel his aura of treachery and insanity lurking behind that false sense of camaraderie. For now he played along in order to gauge this new face.

"Very well foreigner, I am Stain ask your question and leave me to my mission."

Scorpion was a bit taken back by this 'Stain' character and pissed off. How dare he makes threats to me, Scorpion thought. But he remembers to keep his cool, he's Mac Gargan the detective first and Scorpion second on this case.

"Okay Stain, the names Scorpion." He introduced.

"I've been looking ya over for some time now trying to figure your M.O. all them heroes you killed or injured no relations what so ever. Yet one thing is common there all heroes. Its clearly not about the money, no real motive for payback and clearly puck and choose who lives and dies." Scorpion explained trying to inflate his ego as a detective.

"GET TO THE POINT!" Stain grew impatient.

Scorpion frowned holding back his gritted teeth from showing from Stains yelling.

"I was getting to that 'friend'." Said Scorpion losing his demeanor.

"Why? What are trying to accomplish offing off these loser heroes?" Scorpion asked in a serious tone.

Stain smiled a cold smile as he sheathed his sword.

"You are correct, I seek no monetary gain nor have these so called 'heroes' wronged me in the past." Stain confirmed Scorpions deduction.

"I seek out the false heroes that solely use there powers for wealth and fame, putting the needs of the people second for there own ambitions while ignoring there obligations as public servants first." Stain explains.

"Its an insult that they call themselves heroes, I have made it my mission to cleanse this world of false heroes, I will never stop for only All Might is worthy of the title hero! Only his sense of justice will I allow to bring about my defeat!" Stain continues as he slowly ramps up his rant.

"Does that answer your curiosity?"

Scorpion felt a bit taken back by the hero killer almost as if Stains aura swallowed him whole, trying to hold his ground Mac composes himself taking a quick breath to ease his nerves.

"And people say I'm crazy." Scorpion mocked.

Stain narrowed his eyes at Scorpion, annoyed by his flippant tone.

"Listen I hate these wannabe heroes as much as the next guy, but at the end of the day no chump can just live off good will and samaritan service."

"People gotta eat, pay taxes and all that other bureaucratic crap we can't all live up to that high horse ideal of the perfect hero crap, so you can stick your bull% $# college thesis up your $$ pally loser!" Scorpions retorted.

"Thanks for wasting my time." Scorpion walks away as he turns his back spitting at a trash can in a disrespectful manner as he makes a leap to the neareat fire escape ladder.

"Come back please, DON'T LEAVE ME!" The pro hero awakens begging for Scorpions help.

"F $# OFF LOSER!" Scorpion continues move on unmoved by the heroes cries.

"Foreigner villain, what does he know of our way in the end they will all learn." As he prepares to lunge his blade, Stain halts his action as he hears the voices of the oncoming team members of his victim closing in. Disappearing without trace he says to himself.

"Another time a different place, perhaps I'll visit Hosu."

Back at the rundown apartment, an enraged Scorpion storms the front entrance annoyed and pissed off.

"So how did it go?" Vulture said with a dry uninteresting tone.

"Pretentious looking ninja turtle with f #$ing delusions of grandeur!" Scorpion replied with a pissed off attitude.

"Sounds lame, you kick his ass?" Sandman asked.

"No"

"You steal his wallet?" Asked Shocker concerned.

"No!" Scorpion said again.

"So in other words a complete waste of time and effort, I'll be needing a receipt for your purchases." Chameleon prioritizing his funds.

"F $# off you losers, it wasn't all total loss." Scorpion grinned.

"Oh so their was a silver lining to this wasted ordeal of yours than?" Mysterio echoed behind his dome.

"People always underestimated me thinking I'm just some joke like you dorks, (except you Sandman.)" Sandman responds with a middle finger.

"But this event just reminded me, I'm still a damn good detective!" Scorpion unveils several headshot photos of different pro heroes.

"I've got a lot of dirty secrets to expose on these "so called heroes" and what better practice is there than in Japan!" Scorpion said ecstatically.

—–

Based on Tumblr @alexdrawsagain comic

Peter parker: foreign exchange student

[nadertigerkay]

Tales from Peter Parker: Foreign Exhange student: Scorpion hunt for the hero killer Pt2

Sometime later

Limping and bleeding out, the female hero costumed in a beetle inspired design finds herself exasperated and panic as the Hero Killer approaches. Garbed in an attire of a ninja, with mixture of red and black while his face is covered in several bandanas no doubt to reel in his unruly hair. He slowly moves in a katana in hand as he licks the blood from blade. The heroes movements are quickly frozen in place unable to move desperately crying to herself

"Why can't I move?!!" She screamed hoping her panic tears would be heard.

As she finds herself face first to the ground she can see the killer ready to thrust the blade until...

"HEY!!" shouted the Scorpion across the alley as Stain looked up to see the yeller.

Reacting without thought, Stain quickly throws one of his dagger with almost lighting speed. However the Scorpion quickly counters with his mechanical tail sending the blade back as it pass his owners face right by the side of the wall. Unfazed, Stain held his ground staring at this stranger.

"Oh thank you hero please save me fro-"

"Shut up, I ain't here to save nobody especially some Beetle poser." Scorpion insulted as he cut her off using his tail to knock her out.

"I came to see you ' Hero Killer!'

"My business is not with you villain, leave me to my work or I share her fate." The killer threaten.

"Oh I ain't here to stop ya pally, I'm just a simple foreigner is all, I just got ask ya something is all." Scorpion explained.

The Hero Killer saw no ill intents from this stranger yet he could feel his aura of treachery and insanity lurking behind that false sense of camaraderie. For now he played along in order to gauge this new face.

"Very well foreigner, I am Stain ask your question and leave me to my mission."

Scorpion was a bit taken back by this 'Stain' character and pissed off. How dare he makes threats to me, Scorpion thought. But he remembers to keep his cool, he's Mac Gargan the detective first and Scorpion second on this case.

"Okay Stain, the names Scorpion." He introduced.

"I've been looking ya over for some time now trying to figure your M.O. all them heroes you killed or injured no relations what so ever. Yet one thing is common there all heroes. Its clearly not about the money, no real motive for payback and clearly puck and choose who lives and dies." Scorpion explained trying to inflate his ego as a detective.

"GET TO THE POINT!" Stain grew impatient.

Scorpion frowned holding back his gritted teeth from showing from Stains yelling.

"I was getting to that 'friend'." Said Scorpion losing his demeanor.

"Why? What are trying to accomplish offing off these loser heroes?" Scorpion asked in a serious tone.

Stain smiled a cold smile as he sheathed his sword.

"You are correct, I seek no monetary gain nor have these so called 'heroes' wronged me in the past." Stain confirmed Scorpions deduction.

"I seek out the false heroes that solely use there powers for wealth and fame, putting the needs of the people second for there own ambitions while ignoring there obligations as public servants first." Stain explains.

"Its an insult that they call themselves heroes, I have made it my mission to cleanse this world of false heroes, I will never stop for only All Might is worthy of the title hero! Only his  sense of justice will I allow to bring about my defeat!" Stain continues as he slowly ramps up his rant.

"Does that answer your curiosity?"

Scorpion felt a bit taken back by the hero killer almost as if Stains aura swallowed him whole. Seeking to hold his ground Mac composes himself taking a quick breath to ease his nerves.

"And people say I'm crazy." Scorpion mocked.

Stain narrowed his eyes at Scorpion, annoyed by his flippant tone.

"Listen I hate these wannabe heroes as much as the next guy, but at the end of the day no chump can just live off good will and samaritan service."

"People gotta eat, pay taxes and all that other bureaucratic crap we can't all live up to that high horse ideal of the perfect hero crap, so you can stick your bull%@$# college thesis up your @$$ pally loser!!" Scorpions retorted.

"Thanks for wasting my time." Scorpion walks away as he turns his back spitting at a trash can in a disrespectful manner as he makes a leap to the neareat fire escape ladder.

"Come back please, DON'T LEAVE ME!!!" The pro hero awaken begging for Scorpions help.

"F@$# OFF LOSER!!" Scorpion continues move on unmoved by the heroes cries.

"Foreigner villain, what does he know of our way in the end they will all learn." As he prepares to lunge his blade, Stain halts his action as he hears the voices of the oncoming team members of his victim closing in. Disappearing without trace he says to himself.

"Another time a different place, perhaps I'll visit Hosu."

Back at the rundown apartment an enraged Scorpions storms the front entrance annoyed and pissed off.

"So how did it go?" Vulture said with a dry uninteresting tone.

"Pretentious looking ninja turtle with f@#$ing delusions of grandeur!" Scorpion replied with a pissed off attitude.

"Sounds lame, you kick his ass?" Sandman asked.

"No"

"You steal his wallet?" Asked Shocker concerned.

"No!" Scorpion said again.

"So in other words a complete waste of time and effort, I'll be needing a receipt for your purchases." Chameleon prioritizing his funds.

"F@$# off you losers, it wasn't all total loss." Scorpion grinned.

"Oh so their was a silver lining to this wasted ordeal of yours than?" Mysterio echoed behind his dome.

"People always underestimated me thinking I'm just some joke like you dorks, (except you Sandman.)" Sandman responds with a middle finger.

"But this event just reminded me, I'm still a damn good detective!" Scorpion unveils several headshot photos of different pro heroes.

"I've got a lot of dirty secrets to expose on these "so called heroes" and what better practice is there than in Japan!" Scorpion said ecstatically.

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Based on @alexdrawsagain comic

Peter parker: foreign exchange student

Edit: I wasn't pleased with the ending thinking it could have been better. With help from @alexdrawsagain and his added dialogue along with more tension. I am slightly more satisfied with the new results.

[fred-frederator-studios]

“My absolute dream is to create my own television show.”

Sometimes I’ll get an email from someone who likes what Frederator does and would like to know something about the cartoon business. In this case it’s a college senior in an animation program (who’d corresponded with me when he was in high school) who’s working on his senior thesis film and would like to create his own series someday. 

These questions were really good and reflected some of the issues that many students from outside the industry are concerned with when their only insight comes from reading. In this case I felt like the inquiries were a little too concerned with the ‘how’ of selling a series. 

Here are the questions and my answers. 

As a bonus, I’m adding some smart thoughts from Frederator’s Eric Homan, our head of development and creative affairs.

How is Frederator specifically able to take what is intended to be a 15-30 minute episode and shorten it into 2-3 minutes while keeping the integrity of the story/implying a larger universe within the possible show?

We never do what you’re suggesting.

1) Frederator asks for a 6 minute cartoon short pitch (that is, when we're in a cycle of shorts production like Oh Yeah! or Too Cool! or GO! Cartoons). It's not a random length, it's approximately how the great theatrical shorts were produced and I've always figured, steal from the greatest. If it were completely in my control, I'd always make 6 minute cartoons, but most of the world wants 11s. That being said, we want to know there are great characters we love, and a filmmaker who has control of his/her situation on film.

2) As a producer who wants to see the most for the least, I've tried to do 2-3 minute cartoons for 25 years. Filmmakers resist, as do my smarter-than-me development colleagues, correctly, because in three minutes it's way harder for one to truly get a sense of character (the most important thing, in our opinion). A short film like that tends towards the punch line, the gag, which, while it can be hilarious, gives you no sense of how the character behaves, what it wants, how it really moves throughout a film.

3) The one time we agreed to produce a 20 minute storyboard and cut it down for 6 minute production there was really a problem (the first Powerpuff Girls short). What had been a clean, coherent story was truncated, almost impossible to follow. Almost killed the potential series.

I would suggest that you don't want a film to be anything but the greatest it can be for whatever format you choose. If it’s going to be two or three minutes, try and map out the greatest two minute cartoon you can muster. 

Don't think about what it could be in another format. You'll inevitably fail at both.

I have two characters in my series who would occur in every episode of my theoretical show and be extremely important. I also believe these characters have not only mascot capability, but toy line possibilities in this magical theoretical world in which my show were to get picked up.

Stop worrying about the "pick up." Maybe it'll happen, maybe it won't. Make a great f-ing film, full stop. That's the most likely thing to help your future, a wonderful picture. Sure, it's possible your characters are wonderful enough for a future (it's happened a few times for creators we work with, but it's extremely rare, maybe 1%. 1%! But showing you're a talented filmmaker gives you the most opportunity. 

I’ll add that a lot of creators are convinced of the “toy line possibilities” of their cartoon characters. But you know, if the cartoon doesn’t succeed, there are no toys. And even if it does, successful cartoons often don’t translate into toy sales. Seriously. 

Should I get rid of these characters in my thesis and focus on a good short film, or is it worth it to take the time to keep them in, as a way to help the producers better visualize the dynamic of the show?

Stop with the worrying about producers. Create a great short. See above.

OR would telling any producer this much detail just scare them off?

I would only be repeating myself.

Also, I was wondering about pitch meetings; first off, how does one go about getting a pitch meeting?

You call every development department at every studio or network you can locate and ask for a meeting. Some will see you (like Frederator), many won't. If they do, you'll be ask to sign a legal release that says they’ve probably seen characters and ideas like your before (it's true, though very few believe it) and you won't sue if something similar turns up in a production schedule 1000 years from now.

I realize that it is a lot of who you know, but what kind of channels should I take to go about getting my work out there?

A lot of it is who you know. But, an email address on YouTube will net you 1 billion potential viewers around the world. A few of them are producers or development executives. They’re even some watching other video platforms.

Festivals, local animation events, conferences are good places to expand the "who you know" category.

My favorite advice, which all filmmakers reject, is to get a low level job at a studio to meet people who have trod the same path as you're going to go on. They've all been there and, in my experience, are incredibly generous with new generations of ambitious, hard working people. There really are worse routes to travel.

Should I get an agent, or try to crowd source it, in hopes that it gains traction?

You should try everything. It can be frustrating and painful, but what's great that isn't?

Should I submit it to the New York pilot episode film festival? If that's a good route, are there any other festivals you would recommend me submitting to, or are those submission fees just a waste of money?

Try everything and anything. You have nothing to lose, everything to gain.

Finally, let's say I find a genie and use one of my wishes for a pitch meeting? How many ideas for the series should I walk in with, to show I'm passionate about this project, while not scaring them off or making the producer feel like they can't get their hands in it?

If producers are scared of you, they're not the producers for you. My personal advice is to go in with the project you most believe in. Since it's unlikely (not impossible) you're going to sell it anyway, gauge how producers feel about the thing you feel best about. If they don't understand it, they're not for you. On the other hand, their critiques could be useful, if you're open enough to actually hear it.

Should I tell them about toy ideas or an app idea that could partner very nicely with the show? Or should I leave those ideas for later and keep them in my pocket?

Up to you. As I wrote up above, my experience is that many creators are positive the toys are going to be major sellers (seldom true with comedies, by the way) and honestly, at the initial stage, I could care less. We're focused on whether or not we want to work with the creator, is the film going to glorious, do we love the characters. The more someone has thought about merch, in my mind (probably untrue) the less they've thought about the actual film.

>>>>>>

(Even better) advice from Frederator’s Eric Homan: 

If you're interested in being a successful cartoon creator, maybe research your favorite animators, cartoonists, and artists and find out how they trained and got to where they are today. While there isn't one true path to success, you'll sure find some commonalities that should help you along the way. For instance, you should really work on those drawing and filmmaking skills. You don't have to be the best artist in the world, but if you look at your favorite cartoons—and most successful ones—you'll probably find most were created by cartoonists.

Today, with streaming services and the Internet, past constraints in which properties need to fit—including demographics and length of not only episodes but also in "seasons"—are falling by the wayside. Every executive will ask you how you envision your work being told, but more and more we're seeing what works best for your story and characters dictate length, not the other way around.

Frederator is focused on falling in love with characters. If there's anything in a pitch that overwhelms them, consider scaling back the non-character elements or work on your characters. Probably both. You want to give executives just enough to get them excited to see more, or enough that she can then pitch the idea to her boss. Like Winston Churchill said, "A good speech should be like a woman's skirt; long enough to cover the subject and short enough to create interest.”

Not working for a toy-driven studio, I tune out when creators being to talk about merchandise. If you're pitching to studio where merchandise is a key factor to a “yes,” I can pretty much guarantee you the folks you're pitching to will have a strong sense of what properties are better for toys and such.

I would always start with just one pitch, your favorite. This is especially true for new people in the room, whether creators or executives. The feedback you receive on that one pitch will help you craft your second.

In general always being working on the those non-creative things, too, that will make executives want to work with you, including responsibility, relationships, and resume. 

[soletuscreate]

so i haven’t made a personal post since 2015???? maybe 2014????? and my blog has been mostly a queue for several years and any life updates i have posted have been in tags of reblogs so hello again

i’ve been tagged in many tag/ask games over the past forever and i’ve started to feel bad for never doing it and i’ve started to miss doing personal posts again so this will be a very long posts of asks games that i never got around to doing (under a read more) so feel free to keep reading if you haven’t heard anything since i was 20 year old laura and want to hear more about 23 year old laura

(these are all tag/ask games i’ve been able to find in the past year so thanks to everyone who has tagged me in games this year! and apologies if i never got to earlier ones, i hope to do more in the future as i’m tagged in them)

Tagged by @jessiemueller​

RULES: WE’RE SNOOPING ON YOUR PLAYLIST. SET YOUR ENTIRE MUSIC LIBRARY ON SHUFFLE AND REPORT THE FIRST TEN TRACKS THAT POP UP! THEN CHOOSE TEN ADDITIONAL FRIENDS.

 1. Girls/Girls/Boys -Panic! at the Disco  2. Seasons of Love- Rent (the movie version)  3. Take It Back- Ed Sheeran  4. 18- One Direction 5. Vanilla Ice Cream- Laura Benanti (She Loves Me 2016) 6. Migraine (Live from SXSW)- Twenty One Pilots  7. The Sun (Interlude)- Jukebox the Ghost  8. Making the Most of the Night- Carly Rae Jepsen  9. Disloyal Order of the Water Buffaloes- Fall Out Boy 10. Bibia Be Ye Ye- Ed Sheeran

Rules: Complete the survey and say who tagged you in the beginning. When you are finished tag 5 people to do this survey. Have fun and enjoy!!!

Tagged by @jessiemueller​

1: Are you named after someone? my mom had a doll named laura when she was little but otherwise she just always liked the name

2: When is the last time you cried? weirdly i don’t remember???? but it was probably in the past week

3: Do you like your handwriting? yes it’s neat and i get compliments on it but it’s very small

4: What is your favorite lunch meat? ham/turkey/chicken

5: Do you have kids? no and i don’t plan to (but can’t wait to be gay aunt laura)

6: If you were another person, would you be friends with you? probably??? maybe??

7: Do you use sarcasm? always

8: Do you still have your tonsils? yes

9: Would you bungee jump? probably not but it would be a battle between impulsive!laura and anxious afraid of heights!laura

10: What is your favorite kind of cereal? frosted flakes 

11: Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? never

12: Do you think you’re a strong person? -dennis reynolds voice- not physically emotionally??? it depends

13: What is your favorite ice cream flavor? americone dream 

14: What is the first thing you notice about people? how friendly and extroverted they are 

15: Red or pink? red

16: What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? i don’t like being so short but i deal with it 

17: What color pants and shoes are you wearing now? grey jeans and no shoes just socks (but my shoes are grey also)

18: What was the last thing you ate? apple cider doughnut

19: What are you listening to right now? king of anything- sara bareilles

20: If you were a crayon, what color would you be? purple orange or yellow

21: Favorite smell? vanilla or orange

22: Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? the pharmacy but if it’s a person then my sister

23: Favorite sport to watch? if i had to watch a sport it would be hockey

24: Hair color? brown

25: Eye colour? brown

26: Do you wear contacts? i’ve worn them since 4th grade but i plan to switch to glasses because my prescription is very strong and contacts are starting to bother my eyes

27: Favorite food to eat? pizza or 

28: Scary movies or comedy? comedy

29: Last movie you watched? according to netflix it was short term 12 (last year though i don’t watch many movies) but it was probably carol/waitress/imagine me and you 

30: What color shirt are you wearing? blue and grey

31: Summer or winter? summer i don’t like being cold 

32: Hugs or kisses? hugs

33: What book are you currently reading? none i don’t really read anymore unfortunately

34: Who do you miss right now? my sister

35: What is on your mouse pad? i don’t have a mouse pad

36: What is the last TV program you watched? grey’s anatomy

37: What is the best sound? snow crunching, skates on ice, kinetic sand cutting videos

38: Rolling Stones or The Beatles? neither but i guess the beatles??

39: What is the furthest you have ever traveled? los angeles when i was in high school

40: Do you have a special talent? i remember everyone’s birthdays without trying

41: Where were you born? boston!!!!!

tagged by @thefaultinourscarves

A- Age: 23

B- Biggest fear: as much as i want to leave school i don’t want to actually have to get a job and live independently 

C- Current time: 2:00 am

D- Drink you last had: diet pepsi

E- Everyday starts with: coffee, tumblr

F- Favourite song: there’s at least 10 but my brain keeps playing perfect places by lorde 

G- Ghosts, are they real: definitely

H- Hometown: boston/around boston massachusetts

I- In love with: all of my faves (besides sara bareilles) coming back with albums this year

J- Jealous of: people who supposedly have their life after school (although i know nobody really knows what they’re doing), wlw with girlfriends???

K- Killed someone: no?????

L- Last time you cried: probably in the last week 

M- Middle name: elizabeth

N- Number of siblings: 3

O- One wish: right now it’s to finish my thesis and graduate already 

P- Person you last called/texted: called: my sister texted: also my sister

Q- Questions you’re always asked: “what are you doing”

R- Reasons to smile: cats exist, lots of new music, being gay also to quote ari “the world is beautiful!”

S- Song last sang: i bet you look good on the dancefloor- arctic monkeys

U- Underwear colour: black

V- Vacation destination: usually the cape but if i could go somewhere ireland??? probably

W- Worst habit: changing the subject in the middle of a sentence or otherwise losing focus on something and switching tasks in the middle of doing something

X- X-rays you’ve had: hands feet and my knee because of arthritis

Y- Your favourite food: pizza

Z- Zodiac sign: gemini

tagged by @cassiopeia-chasing-the-moon​

rules: answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better

name: laura

family name: sheepan (close enough and what i use here)

gender: who knows anymore

star sign: gemini

height: 5 feet

age: 23

favorite color: purple

time rn: 2:05 am

hours of sleep: anywhere from 5 to 10 because of summer but could be more or less or average when the school year starts

lucky number: 6

last thing you googled: ed sheeran’s tour setlist and also what jimmy fallon’s ben and jerry flavor was for a previous question but decided it wasn’t one of my favorites (still good though)

favorite fictional character: sarah manning, cosima niehaus, alex danvers, juliet o’hara, rory gilmore, paris geller, lorelai gilmore

blankets you sleep with: 1 in warmer months 2 or more in the winter

favorite artists: sara bareilles, taylor swift, ed sheeran, lorde, haim, the summer set, jukebox the ghost, one direction, all time low

dream trip: ireland??? australia?

dream job: counseling, either grief counseling or in a school 

what you’re wearing right now: jeans and a long sleeved shirt

follower count: 1,958

posts: 102,824 i’ve been here forever and used to hit post limit EVERY DAY 

what do you post about: being a lesbian, cats, tv shows, bands, musicals?? i would get into detail but that would take forever 

most active followers: emofrenchfries, bookaddict7342, wenamedthedogkylo, themovieofmylifeasiliveit

when did your blog reach its peak: 2012-2013

why did you make this blog: charlieissocoollike made a video about tumblr and my friends from high school started making them 

do you get asks on a daily basis: no but occasionally i still do

why did you choose your url: it’s a dumb and outdated taylor swift reference from her unicorn shirt she wore in the 2013 ama’s + ‘after plaid shirt days’ i’ve been wanting to change it for a while but i still have to decide to what

countries you’ve lived in: united states

favorite fandom: orphan black??? sara bareilles fandom??? i guess??? fun and in my experience low fandom drama

languages you speak: english

favorite films: carol

last article you read: probably something about forgiveness for my thesis project

last thing you bought online: super smash bros for 3ds

last person you dreamt of: i don’t know???? i don’t remember a lot of my dreams

a recurring dream: literally adulthood and moving out of my house

phobias/fears: i’ve been developing irrational fears about driving, but also heights, public speaking, the general future

how would your friends describe you: funny, gay, smart??? i guess?? passionate??? loyal??? i haven’t asked recently

if you had $$$ to spend what would you buy first: a car?? clothes???

shuffle your song library and list the first three songs that play: guns for hands- twenty one pilots, undertow- sara bareilles, one night- ed sheeran

TAG GAME

Tagged by @jessiemueller​, @justputyourheartintoit​, @cassiopeia-chasing-the-moon​

rules: answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you’d like to get to know better

nicknames: lau (like law) very occasionally, sometimes laur but only by my roommate

time right now: 2:29 am

last thing i googled: ed sheeran’s tour setlist and also what jimmy fallon’s ben and jerry flavor was for a previous question but decided it wasn’t one of my favorites (still good though)

fave music artist: sara bareilles, taylor swift, ed sheeran, lorde, haim, the summer set, jukebox the ghost, one direction, all time low

song stuck in my head: anything from melodrama by lorde (usually perfect places, green light, hard feelings/loveless)

last movie i watched: probably carol

last tv show i watched: grey’s anatomy

what i’m wearing now: jeans and a long sleeved shirt (blue and grey)

when i created this blog: march 2011

the kind of stuff i post: tv shows, gay stuff, cats, aesthetic posts, musicals, bands

do i have other blogs: i have a journal blog and a 100% 1d blog

do i get asks regularly: very rarely now but sometimes

why did i choose my url: an outdated taylor swift reference (2013 ama’s unicorn shirt + ‘after plaid shirt days’)

gender: who knows anymore 

hogwarts house: hufflepuff

pokemon team: instinct

fave color: purple

average hours of sleep: 8-10 if i don’t have to set an alarm otherwise 5-8

lucky number: 6

favorite characters: sarah manning, cosima niehaus, alex danvers, juliet o’hara, rory gilmore, paris geller, lorelai gilmore

dream job: right now counseling (either grief or in a school)

number of blankets i sleep with: usually 1 but in the winter 2 

tagged by @thefaultinouscarves, @teaspoonemotionalrange​

Name: laura Nicknames: usually none but rarely lau (law) or laur Zodiac sign: gemini 
Height: 5 feet Orientation: super gay Ethnicity: white Favorite fruit: strawberries? Favorite season: spring Favorite book: the fault in our stars or harry potter (4 or 7) ((i know these are boring choices but i don’t read much anymore)) Favorite flower: daisies? 
Favorite scent: vanilla/orange Favorite color: purple Favorite animal: cat/penguin Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa: in order: hot chocolate, coffee, tea Average sleep hours: 8-10 Cat or dog person?: CATS Favorite fictional characters: sarah manning, cosima niehaus, alex danvers, juliet o’hara, rory gilmore, paris geller, lorelai gilmore 
Number of blankets you sleep with: 1 or 2 Dream trip: ireland but if we’re being really ambitious australia  Blog created: march 2011 Number of followers: 1,958  

rules: answer the questions with the first letter of your name, then tag 10 people. if the person who tagged you has the same initial, you must use different answers. you cannot use the same word twice.

tagged by @jessiemueller​

what is your name? laura a four letter word? love a boy’s name? lawrence an occupation? lawyer something you wear? lace a color? lilac a food? lime a place? louisiana something you shout? look out! a movie title? love, actually something you drink? lemonade an animal? llama a type of car? i got run over by a lexuuuuuuuus title of a song? love song- sara bareilles

Tagged by @jessiemueller​

♡ if i were a month: february, june, july, august, october

♡ if i were a day: saturday

♡ if i were a planet: venus

♡ if i were a god or goddess: aphrodite? athena?

♡ if i were a sea creature: do penguins count

♡ if i were a piece of furniture: desk or bookshelf

♡ if i were a gemstone: opal

♡ if i were a flower: daisy

♡ if i were a weather condition: warm and sunny

♡ if i were a color: purple

♡ if i were an emotion: according to quizzes on google: vulnerability or sadness

♡ if i were a fruit: strawberry

♡ if i were an element: water

♡ if i were a place: beach, library, my bed sleeping

♡ if i were a taste: combination salty sweet

♡ if i were a scent: vanilla

♡ if i were a song: i just want you- sara bareilles

♡ if i were a body part: eyes

♡ if i were a pair of shoes: converse 

20 facts about me

The rules: write 20 random facts about yourself so your followers can get to know you better then tag those who you want to know better (no limit) Tagged by: @teaspoonemotionalrange​ who only did 10 so i’m only going to do 10

1. i graduated with a psychology degree in 2016 and i’m currently working on a master’s degree in research psychology (focusing on forgiveness in friendships)

2. for the past 4 summers i’ve worked at a summer school in my town with special needs elementary school kids (preschool to 2nd grade)

3. i believe all time low and 5 seconds of summer are tied for the bands i’ve seen most live (3-4 times each)

4. i only got my license this summer at 23 (7 years after i got my permit the first time then it expired and i got it again last summer)

5. i have two cats (pretty girl and snowball)

6. my lockscreen is a collage of sara bareilles that i made and my homescreen is a different collage that i requested someone on tumblr to make

7. i’m supposed to be a bridesmaid for one of my college roommates who is getting married in 2019

8. i have adhd and you can see what i’m hyperfixating on if you pay attention to my reblogs (right now it’s supergirl but can also be legend of zelda (ocarina of time/majora’s mask), musicals (mostly waitress), and a lot of music you can visit my adhd playlist tag for a sort of comprehensive list)

9. if i’m at a bar (which is rare but happens) my go-to drink is whiskey and coke

10. i realized i was gay on october 24, 2013 (in the most boring way possible just sitting there and “what if i’m gay?” that was literally it)

@hightideswift asked:  Pass the happy along! When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy, then send it to the last 10 people in your activity! 

1. my cats

2. driving alone and getting to listen to my music

3. all my faves releasing new music this year

4. i’m theoretically almost done with grad school so eventually i’ll be working and doing my own thing 

5. late at night when i can stay up and watch netflix with snacks or listening to music without interruptions 

@bakedinabeautifulpie asked: 

Once you get this you have to say Five things you like about yourself publicly, then you have to send it to 10 of your favorite mutuals/followers (non-negotiable. Positivity is cool)

1. i’ve liked my clothing choices more now that i’ve had more money to buy my own clothes

2. i like being a lesbian and a part of the lgbt community

3. i like how passionate i can get about whatever i’m fixating on at that moment

4. i like my eyes

5. i like my hair now that it’s short

@jessiemueller​ tagged me in a “characters I relate to” post (it’s hard to separate characters i relate to from favorite characters so include the favorite ones i mentioned earlier 

alex danvers | supergirl

cosima niehaus  | orphan black

amy santiago  | brooklyn nine-nine

jake peralta  | brooklyn nine-nine

rory gilmore  | gilmore girls

paris geller  | gilmore girls

jenna hunterson  | waitress

dawn  | waitress

monica geller  | friends

[kennthmclblg]

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