#I just want to be able to live and have energy to do things I like outside work instead of dying on the couch until I have to go back

[sadhornydemons]

The Other Possible Stepfather and Daughter

Because it may be awhile until we see Blitz and Via interacting, I wonder what (if any) relationship Loona and Stolas could develop, living under the same roof, working at the same job and basically being two of the most closest individuals in Blitz's life currently.

I've seen some harsh takes, some claiming that Stolas simply thought of Loona as Blitz's pet, not knowing she was his daughter until the hug moment in Mastermind, ect, ect.

The current storyline hasn't given us many clues or interactions, but here's what I've gathered and some of my own thoughts:

The first among the few times these two shared the screen was in Truth Seekers were they don't really interact but Loona manages to record Stolas in his full demon form as he possesses and terrorizes their captors.

She's among the group as Stolas scolds them for getting caught, but Blitz, Moxxie and Millie seemed to receive most of his focus for these few seconds.

Grimoire in hand, Loona leaves the portal before Stolas can pick up Blitz to have an exchange of words and tongues.

Seeing Stars is when Loona shines as the only one with the nose and social media skills to locate Stolas' runaway daughter. (Nevermind that she was the one who allowed Octavia to break in and steal the Grimoire, because Blitz is certainly not going to tell Stolas this.)

And despite being a low ranking demon by Hell's standards, she's the only one besides Stolas who can take on a human disguise.

(not that anyone comments on this in universe)

So yeah, until the group is separated, they share a few scenes, but no dialogue.

Later when Loona does finds Via, she defends Stolas a little, while also reflecting on her own relationship with Blitz.

"You know, your dad's really worried about you."

"..try to cut your dad some slack."

That said, Loona still decided her own father needed a nice kick to the groan to make things right upon seeing him next, something which seems to freaks Stolas out a bit:

But Loona seems to brighten upon seeing seeing Via, whom she recently bonded with, making peace with her dad.

In Western Energy, Stolas' kidnapping takes place the same time as Loona's hellbies shot appointment, which took Blitz 5 years to book. During their phone call, Blitz explains this, to which Stolas responses:

"Oh, ha, ha. Well, I do agree that is very important…But, I-" Before Striker takes his phone away.

Which, while not the best reaction, is pretty short to base a lot of opinions about. Does Stolas know what a hellbies shot is? I'd say definitely not. Does Stolas believe he's in real danger at this point? Seemingly not, since he utters "Oh, shit. Am I in danger right now?" in realization after Striker crushes his phone.

Full Moon opens with Loona waking up to her father making breakfast while singing about his "Nice arrangement," situationship with Stolas,

But upon hearing at work that Stolas been giving Blitz excuses to not see him, she brings up the idea that Stolas is getting bored of him.

Blitzo: "Whaaaat?"

Loona: "Yeah, man. If someone wants to see you less and less, big red flag. If they give you chances to ditch, they probably want out themselves. Just wanna be more passive aggressive about it. Dicks."

Later in the episode, Loona is seen with Moxxie and Millie, following Blitz, in which they encounter and fight the members of C.H.E.R.U.B.

Loona: "Find ya? We were already following our dumbass boss to make sure he doesn't fuck up and lose our meal ticket."

Unfortunately the falling out of that night leads to Blitz abandoning his job duties and spending all the company's money on frivolous purchases including 300 taxidermy owls that he makes Loona burn.

Blitz eventually is able to recover emotionally, but his involvement with the grimoire is used to bring him to trial, sentencing him to death until Stolas intercepts,

taking the blame and losing his power, title and home as a result.

Upon hearing that Stolas needed a place to live, Blitz walks him back to his and Loona's apartment.

Blitz is greeted with cheers from the crowd, while they throw things at Stolas. Loona, rather wisely, tries to step away from the two, less she gets pelted with anything herself.

But when they are back home, she takes the time to embrace the father she nearly lost:

"Hey, um. I'm so glad you're okay."

"I love you, Dad."

Already in a depressed state, Stolas is further reminded that he is separated from his own daughter and appears to shut down physically and mentally, resulting in Blitz helping him clean off in the bath. During that, he hears a knock.

Unprompted, Loona gives Blitz two pieces of her own clothes so that Stolas has something to change into, apart from his old stained royal attire. Stolas gets a lot of use out of this outfit until Blitz attempts to purchase him more (which instead turns into a theft).

Weeks pass, and when Sinsmas comes, Blitz brings Stolas into the office with him and Loona, with the intention of Stolas helping or learning Loona's job.

Stolas is none too pleased about going to work, but gives a nervous wave to the room when Blitz introduces him and a second wave to Loona when Blitz asks her to teach Stolas how to "secretate".

Loona: *sighs* "It's literally this: Ring, ring. 'Hello? I.M.P. Yeah, we can kill that asshole. Wanna schedule an appointment? Thursday cool? See you then, dipshit.' Click. It's easy as sin."

However, after being placed at the desk, Stolas manages to have a breakdown upon realizing that he no longer has any of his personal wealth. An action that doesn't go over well with his new coworkers, all whom are all among the lower or middle class money bracket:

After an aborted mission, the group return to find Stolas missing and discover he went back to his mansion in an attempt to see his daughter. However, in the process, he is captured by Andrealphus. Blitz instructs the group to separate before fighting and Loona makes the first attempt to free Stolas:

Andrealphus is ultimately defeated, by Stolas is left devastated by Octavia informing him that she no longer wants to see him.

Blitz, Loona and Stolas return home, where Loona announces plans for the rest of the holiday.

Loona: "Whew. That was intense. I'm gonna see if my friends can still come tonight. I need some drinks after what happened today."

Despite being preoccupied with Stolas once again shutting down, Blitz makes sure to give Loona the okay. Seemingly, he spends the rest of the evening with Stolas until the party starts. But someone does gradually put Sinsmas decorations throughout the apartment.

And we've reached our end.

So, Loona and Stolas. Not many interactions, but I don't see any bad blood between these two.

Loona appears to have some respect that Stolas tries to be a good father. And although Stolas' relationship with her own adopted father started out in a very messy transactional manner, their disastrous fallout following the Full Moon episode, and fomer's actions in Mastermind might have clued her in that from Blitz's perspective, Stolas had become more than the company's "meal ticket".

Loaning out her own clothes at the end of Mastermind, speaks volumes, even for someone like Loona who doesn't hesitate to speak her mind. Her father suddenly brings his complicated, homeless ex home to live with them, but Loona shows her support.

She keeps her space, living her own life, but still supports her father as he begins something new in his own.

Stolas seems nervous around Loona. I think, despite them living together, Loona may spend the majority of the time in her room, while Blitz is constantly keeping watch over Stolas. Blitz's affection for Loona as his daughter is quite obvious. Stolas was even witness to it as each ran to their daughters at the end of Seeing Stars, so I doubt he would be unaware of how important Loona is to Blitz. I think that that may be where some of the nervousness, which wasn't present in their early scenes, comes from.

Time will tell if these two will have reason to interact or work together in the coming seasons. Or if Loona's brief bonding with Stolas' daughter will come up again.

[nonuniverse-tarot]

What They Wish They Would've Told You, In Your Latest Encounter

*All my readings are for 18+ regardless of the nature of the reading. If you're below 18, then this reading is not for you. Thank you for understanding.*

What they wished they've told you, that last time you saw each other! And why they didn't!

J. K. L.

J.

The two oracle cards are from the Shadows and Light Oracle.

First Card: 27 Stranger Valentine - Love is strange!

Second Card: 2 Fairy of the Divine Hand - Intoxication, distorted view, overindulgence!

In your last encounter with the person on your mind could've been at night or a topic of conversation could've been about stars or the sky. Maybe it was more like the atmosphere around the two of you felt like you were stay gazing.

They were feeling so connected with you. The conversation was so nice. I keep hearing 'just so... Nice.'

You guess see eye to eye in a lot of things and they feel - their intuition tells them - that it's real. You're not agreeing with the things they say, just so they like you or to keep the peace and vise versa. This connection has a real foundation.

But they feel inferior or unavailable to you in some way. I feel like you know in what area your person feels this way. In your persons eyes, you have more experience or knowledge in something, and they think they're not on your level and won't be able to get on your level because they don't have time to level up or evolve. They see you shining so bright, not even light pollution could dim you!

While the two of you were together, they might've been quieter or more pensive that usual. There's an ongoing problem in their life, that they don't want you to know about. Being with you, in person, and then going back to what awaits them when you leave, is a huge change. Night to day. This ongoing problem of theirs, has a clear solution, but they don't take it, because they don't have proof that they'll be okay. It's their problem to solve, not yours.

This person, didn't want to say anything that was going through their mind. It doesn't feel like they truly wish they've said anything. They did want to talk about certain topics, but forgot it weren't sure if you would be okay/interested.

They have a lot of live for you, where it's romantic, platonic, or familiar, they love you so so so much! (Side note - they think you are so much for attractive than them.)

Songs: summertime - cinnamons, evening cinema | Rock Me - One Direction | Let's Fall in Love for the Night - FINNEAS

K.

The two oracle cards are from the Shadows and Light Oracle.

First Card: 2 Fairy of the Divine Hand - Intoxication, distorted view, overindulgence!

Second Card: 10 Eclipse Mermaid - A powerful energy shift!

To start, I had the taste of raisins when I was clarifying some cards. You or them could have been eating them the last time you were together, or one of you like raisins.

Your person didn't say the the following things, because they felt like it was crossing a boundary. If this is romantic, you might have a partner or they think you're taken or simply not interested in them. If this isn't the case, they don't want you to think they're showing off about how much better they are and how shitty you are. It's not that.

What they wish they've told you: they are not heartbroken anymore. They've learned from the past and have let go of their hurt. Your person, isn't suffering nor overthinking about the past. The past involving you and the past that has nothing to do with you.

They are so at peace in general. Even if you hear them complaining about an aspect of their life, they know everything works in their favor because they allow for that to happen now. Surprisingly enough, their heart and mind work together, and not against each other. Your person is very hush hush about their accomplishments and goals because they don't want to risk having you think that they think less of you. To them, the two of you are at the same level and they don't want you to feel like that isn't the case.

The four of wands doesn't leave me alone! In a good way but wow I was about to move onto the next pile but it just wants to talk! This also including them celebrating accomplishments, but it also has to do with you. I don't think you and your person are in a relationship. I'll explain later on, but they have fantasied about marrying you and how your life together would look like. Again, you could be in a relationship, or they think you aren't into them, so they rather die than ever admit this!

The two of you don't know everything about each other. Your connection with each other is strong, the two of you feel that, but barely now, or in the near future, you're getting to know one another.

Weird message but, you and them, your eyes make you see things that aren't there.

Your person sees that you might not be interest in them, but they feel the way you look at them and how at times you get nervous.

You see that your person has so many more options to choose from, but you feel how their eyes are only on you.

This goes without saying, but the person you're asking about, is most likely romantic and have a huge crush on you. This reading wasn't about that, but here ya go!

You two try not to cause any gossip about the other. I feel like you don't talk about this person to others and if you do, they are sUPER trustworthy and close to you.

Songs: favorite - Isabel LaRosa | The Vuelvo a Ver - Kany Garcia | Scrawny - Wallows

L.

The two oracle cards are from the Shadows and Light Oracle.

First Card: 14 Marie Masquerade - Glamour, intrigue, drama

Second Card: 42 Ghosts of the Past - The past returns for a time...

Straightforward person that you're asking about! A little side message - there's been a lot of gossip about you being thrown around by old/past friends of yours. You two might have friends in common and have heard the gossip first hand. Most of it, is exaggerated and comes from a place of envy, so nothing for you to worry about. You don't have any connection with the people gossiping.

Now, your person has observed how you have evolved! You might've recently cut off these 'friends' recently, or they think/see how well you've been doing since cutting them off.

This person has seen you at your worst and now they get to witness you at your best! Secure, confident, just thriving in general.

They didn't say anything because they didn't want to put you on the put/make you feel uncomfortable. People from the past could've been around you when you last encountered the person you're asking about, that is why they didn't want to put unnecessary attention on you. If that isn't the case, then they didn't want to bring up unpleasant memories.

They're really happy to see you like this and they think there's only more good things coming your way. This connection feels like an old friend, an ex, or a family member you haven't seen in a while. Whoever this person is, could've hurt you in the past, or didn't do anything to help you. It doesn't have to be the case, but I do see them just observing you from afar, just standing there. I feel this huge distance from you to them, but closeness from them to you.

Now in the present, they don't engage much in the gossip. For some of you, this person 'defends' you in their way by changing the topic or bringing someone else to gossip about. I don't feel like you're close friends with them, let alone in a relationship.

Message for some - they have a burner account that they stalk you with, or just check up on you once in a while. Some of you have them blocked, so they decided to make that account. You might be ble to spot them based on their profile pic. Something to do with light, sparkles, sun, stars, dark colors, an eye human or animal.

For MANY of you, this person misses you and wants to reconnect. While going through songs, MOST of the songs had to do with missing someone, having history with them, but i have a feeling you already know that, so I decided to pick songs that resonated with how they see you/how they think you see them. These are the songs that came up if you wanna know: Dancing with your ghost - Sasha Alex Sloan | History - One Direction | you could start a cult - Niall Horan | Everywhere - Niall Horan.

Songs: Out Of My System - Louis Tomlinson | golden retriever boy - KiNG MALA | Cheerleader - Ashnikko

I hope you liked the reading! I've received such lovely messages regarding the readings so I just want to say thank you! You have no idea hoe happy I am knowing that they resonate and help you!! More reading will be coming up soon ❤❤❤

[oppysbabydoll]

Could we get Autobot of your choice x human scenario where they overhear the human talking to a friend about their crush on said bot, then the bot acts weird around them in a flustered/cute way for the next couple of days while they try to figure out how THEY feel about the human? =]

OMGG YESS! this is soo cute! i love this <3 doing elita from tfone because the girls need more love in this franchise

elita (tfone) x reader

while tfone is a prequel to the cybertronian war, much less meeting humans, for the sake of this ask, let’s say she escapes with optimus to earth. there, as part of the autobots, it’s part of her duty to look after humans, to get along with them since they’re living on “their” planet. even though they have a war going on and they need to prioritize their own. but whatever (despite how she does sees optimus as a leader, she still is less optimistic about the world. between optimus and her, she makes the decision that best achieves her goals than what’s always morally right)

come you: her favorite human. she didn’t think she’d ever like humanity, serving as a reminder of the efforts they’re wasting instead of spending time back home fighting for freedom in cybertron. yet, somehow, you have invaded her spark </3 you typically watch elita’s training time and normally, she pays no mind, even though the novelty worn off. yet when you see her punching bags so hard they break, you ask what’s wrong. she snaps “you humans take advantage of us and our kindness. we shouldn’t have to do favors as refugees to recieve help just to go go home.”

she didnt stay to hear an answer, not wanting to be around a species she dislikes. a joor (month) later, she gets sent links. articles, newspapers, news outlets, all are calling out the government for in action. of denying aliens—refugees—a way to go home for the government’s military usage. days later, the government sets up a branch dedicated to fixing the autobots ship to go back home. when she finds you, she gives you a soft smile and mouths, “thank you.”

since then, while the two of you are busy as autobot and government worker, you guys make time for the other. the most common way is you taking time after work to watch her practice fighting. she always feel your gaze on her. sometimes she makes conversation while training. she knows you’re kind but… quiet. while you do talk when she asks, you always refuse to meet your optics and your faceplate becomes darker. it’s strange. she assumes it’s a weird organic thing until…

she finds out the reason why when you were having lunch with your coworker. unaware that elita was still in the building, you admit you like her. you admire her rationality, capabilties, and ability to take charge. you admire her strength and power. and while you’re too shy to say anything, you deeply appreciate your conversations. as you continue, your voice bleeds into the background while your initial words go through elita’s processor

you like her. out of all bots, you like her. while elita follows the autobot code, sometimes she can’t help but go back to the old cybertronian code, of bots worth being determined by their job. while she knows she’s a good leader, part of her can’t help but feel like the miner that was continuously devalued no matter what. part of her couldn’t help internalize it, no matter her best efforts. so the fact someone sees her and likes her is—well—!

she avoids you for a few days. makes herself busy with government duties, commanding autobots, other activities so you don’t see her. but no matter what she does she can’t get you out of her mind. she’s not able to recharge because her processor is so focused on you. she doesn’t even know you—not really. not outside of the kind gesture you did, that changed everything for the better. imagining the two of you conjunxed felt next to impossible—if humans could even do that

but. you took that risk, that energy, that effort, of helping her when she lashed out. and if she could do that then she can figure out how human courtship work. what they can be, if not conjunxed then… together. in each others sparks. when she sees you, she tries to remain cool and collected. but the smile you give almost melts her spark. and she can’t help the occasion static in her voice as she approaches you after training, nervousness creeping to her processor. even if you and her are both messy in your attempts to pursue the other, she looks forward getting to know you better. she’s opening her spark for you <3

[in-amor-veritas]

Hello!!

For the Spotify Drabble, I’m going for 29 with Wilmon of course

Hiii since someone already asked for 29 I randomized it and got 69 which is

The Bitch of Living: Spring Awakening OBC

Which made me giggle a bit bc it’s a fitting song for the number 69 but mostly bc of divorce fic. But I think it’s too obvious to write a drabble about that one esp when I’m halfway into chp 6 sooo I guess let’s continue the scene from the cheating university au that I couldn’t finish last night.

read more below

Wilhelm can’t keep his eyes off of him.

Simon knows it’s a little mean, because he’s trying so hard to play the perfect boyfriend card, but when they are under the spinning colors of the dance floor, surrounded by the energy of moving bodies and the vibration of bass he makes sure Wilhelm can see what he’s doing.

Maybe it’s a little bit of a power trip, knowing that he can command this kind of attention from him. Maybe he is being a little insane taking things this far but the full brunt of Wilhelm’s attention is like a drug in his system and he’s not able to rationalize it.

He almost feels a little bad even, when he sees the other man staring, a hand on his girlfriend’s waist as she drinks something from the bar. They are swaying to the music, but Simon knows Wilhelm is too distracted to pay close attention to her.

Feeling bad is stupid though. This is the Crown Prince, it’s not like he doesn’t have plenty of opportunities to sleep with whoever he wants. He’s sure Karolina isn’t exactly monogamous either considering how all of these people spend so much time drinking and doing party drugs at exclusive VIP events.

Rich kid problems don’t exactly garner much sympathy from him.

It kind of makes it seem like all of Wilhelm’s friends are assholes, but Simon thinks he likes Felice who is his best friend. He hasn’t spent enough time with her to really know, but she’s been nice to him—extremely nice which could be fake for all he knows considering how the others regard him. Madison is kind of cool, she’s disgustingly wealthy as well but somehow gets away with not caring about showing it off. Maybe it’s because she’s foreign or maybe it’s because she’s a little …odd anyway. Simon doesn’t know.

What he does know however is that Wilhelm is staring right into his soul at the moment and he feels completely on display. His top is translucent but he might as well not be wearing anything with the way Wilhelm is undressing him with his eyes.

None of these people here know. None of his friends know what they’ve been doing the past few weeks. And they never will.

This kind of anonymity is hotter than he had expected, it almost him feel like they could do anything—get away with anything at all.

One day Wilhelm will move on to someone else to fuck in secret, and Simon will be left with a hilarious story and blackmail material if he ever needs to use it. (That’s a joke. Kind of) but for now Simon doesn’t want to wait around for an appropriate time. He feeds off of the fact that Wilhelm wants him in the present, it’s heady and addictive and it’s so satisfying to see how he’s got him wrapped around his finger.

Simon lets the man that’s been eyeing him closely come closer, lets him spread his large hands over his hips and waist and pull him in tight. Keeps eye contact with Wilhelm as they grind on the floor.

He knows he’s shameless, but it’s worth it to see Wilhelm’s reaction, the way his eyes widen. Simon wets his lips and leans his head back just for good measure as the man rocks into him, says something inaudible in his ear.

Simon doesn’t care. He only cares about the vein in Wilhelm’s jaw when he clenches it. The way his Adam’s apple moves as he swallows like he’s parched. He feels a smirk curl up the corners of his own lips, imagines the lips on his neck as if they were the others.

That seems to be the limit. Once the stranger Simon is dancing with starts to slide his fingers under his shirt and kiss his neck.

He watches as Wilhelm inevitably excuses himself from Karolina, who leans in to say something and strides off toward the bar.

Wilhelm waits all of three seconds before he makes a beeline for them, reaching out to take Simon’s arm. “Can I talk to you?”

The touch lights a fire in his stomach, turned on but mostly annoyed. Yes he’s been teasing him, but that’s not an okay to grab him. Simon isn’t his.

“Um what are you doing?” He says, pushing away from the man who gives a vicious look in Wilhelm’s direction before his eyes widen in recognition. Simon looks between them and feels the tension, Wilhelm’s eyes are dark, his mouth set in a tight line.

The stranger decides it’s not worth it, especially when he notices the black suit in the background. Simon raises an eyebrow as he slinks off.

“You can’t just grab me—“

The other man frowns, “Sorry but—can we just…can I talk to you somewhere quieter?”

Simon focuses on his face. His brow has a light sheen of sweat and his hair sticks to his forehead in places. There’s a flush on his cheeks and Simon sees the way his chest is rising and falling. “What do you have to say Wilhelm?” The words are a challenge, waiting to see how far the Prince will go.

Wordlessly he reaches out and grabs Simon’s wrist, stepping into his space as he pushes Simon’s hand against him. Simon’s eyes widen, stomach swooping with a twist when he realizes.

He’s hard.

There’s something so purely euphoric about knowing he’s this worked up just by watching him. Simon finds himself smiling, a short laugh caught in his throat as he looks around. No one is looking at them, it’s too full and their bodies are too obscured by the crowd. He presses against him pleased to hear the hiss from his lips. “Wow. You really should be careful. Anyone could notice.”

Wilhelm’s expression is unreadable but Simon sees the way he lingers on his lips, the stutter in his breath. He wants to kiss him, Simon knows, but he won’t do it here.

Not where everyone can see.

“VIP room.” Wilhelm groans, “Come with me.”

He almost wants to roll his eyes. Of course the Prince would have access to one of those. Simon was fully prepared to fall into one of the bathroom stalls. The idea of hooking up in some plush party room at an exclusive club, with hundreds of unsuspecting people in the vicinity is very appealing though.

“Lead the way then.”

[hatefulbread]

january feels and reads

it's a cold southern morning where i am, and getting started has been more difficult than i can grasp.

this winter reminds me of the winters i grew up with; freezing nights, not a week goes by without flurries or freezing rain, oil radiators at the ready for when the heat pump can't keep up. we haven't had a winter like this in over 12 years and it makes me wonder if i was this reluctant to get out of my warm bed as an adolescent.

when it's this cold in the morning, snow piled on the ground right outside my window, all i want is to curl up under my calico quilt with a serene book and a velvet latte. it feels criminal to give up this simple want to log into a laptop and stare at spreadsheets for hours on end. especially when the sun goes down at 5pm.

i spoke with my mom for some time last night about this seasonal dip in energy and fervor. everyone i speak to these days feels the same. it makes me wonder what our lives would be like if society would just let us hibernate for a single season. don't we deserve it?

anyway- i came here to share my upcoming reads with you, not drone on about the winter sorrows.

upcoming reads for this month;

1. 'our wives under the sea' by julia armfield

2. 'butter' by asako yuzuki

3. 'the sentence' by louise erdrich

4. 'the end of the world is a cul de sac' by louise kennedy

i often read multiple books at once so my adhd can wander as it pleases. i couldn't tell you how i'm able to keep up with them all, especially because reading is the only thing i can do this with.

i woke to a sweet comment on my first post from someone searching for a new platform for community, as am i. as many of us are aware, tiktok is going away within a few days. i am one of many who found such amazing community on that app, both in the booktok community and the sapphic community. i feel so upset with our government for having to let go of such a shaping part of my personhood, all under the guise of national security. we're losing our ability to see raw and real news in real time and i hope we can all take a stand to reject this censorship.

i'm confident we can all find that community somewhere else, though it may take time. none of us are new to trial and error, so persist, we shall. perhaps tumblr will be that community for us. perhaps perhaps perhaps. see you soon.

[sailorscout93]

Okay attempt number 2 at posting why I personally think Galinda Upland is a high masking AuDHD person after I saw a post pegging Elphaba as Autisitic and Galinda as ADHD:

See under the cut

1. She’s very clearly high energy/hyperactive, always busy, never stops talking, the way she talks it seems like that’s how her brain works, just running and running constantly.

2. She speaks what’s on her mind without thinking about how what she says may affect those around her. “You’re green!” It very much gives me “If you’re from Africa why are you white?” From Mean Girls vibes. (And yes, I do think Karen Smith is autistic too lol)

3. She has 2 special interests: being Popular and sorcery. I mean, aside from just being a huge gay flamingo mating dance, Popular also feels like a giant infodumping session of Galinda onto Elphie. She’s sharing all the knowledge she has on one of her favorite topics. The works she puts in to following her hearts desire to be a sorceress, saying how it’s her hearts desire. She would do anything to be able to do magic and I personally think she has the knowledge behind it, even if she doesn’t have the magic ability in her in the way Madame Morrible is looking for. She recognizes that Elphaba was the one who did the magic in the courtyard at Shiz and she begs Elphaba to share how she did it, even though she claims to loathe her. She thinks Elphaba knows something about her special interest that she doesn’t so she MUST find out!

4. I know the suitcases and trunks all her stuff is in is partially because of the lack of closet space in the dorm room but while it seems like everything has its place, drawers are labeled, etc… it’s still very cluttered. She just has SO. MUCH. STUFF. A little bit of hoarding. She cannot bear to get rid of anything because what if she needs it one day?! (I.E. the hat her grandmother made her!)

5. Speaking of the hat. I don’t think she actually hates it. It may not be her style, but her grandma made it for her! When Pfannee pulled the hat out and he and ShenShen started hating on it and Galinda turned around, it took her a moment to read her friend’s tones. You can see for a second her expression looks neutral but contemplative when she’s looking at Pfannee before it changes and she starts to hate on the hat. She had to take a second to read and process her friend’s tone before she responded so she could have the correct reaction her friends were expecting from her.

6. The ‘toss toss’ and ‘leg’ things are both stims. You cannot change my mind.

7. Why is she so high masking? Because her momsie and popsicle conditioned her to hide any trait of hers that could seen as “undesirable” or “unladylike”. She’s Galinda Upland of the Upper Uplands after all! She has a reputation to live up to!

8. After the Ozdust Ballroom night when she and Elphie become friends, she quickly becomes attached to her. Elphie becomes her “safe person” and she develops an attachment to her that I see frequently in neurodiverse people. She always wants to be around her and she is always holding her hand and touching her because she’s so comfortable with Elphaba. She finally has someone she can unmask around.

9. Speaking of Elphie…. Galinda shows some HEAVY Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria in the deleted scene “Elphaba’s Promise”. She is sad and hurt, not that Elphie and Fiyero were doing something without her, but that Elphie “chose” Fiyero to help her rescue the cub, not Galinda. “If you needed someone, you could’ve picked me!” Breaks my heart every time!

10. She seems to have a little bit of rigid thinking when it comes to Dr. Dillamond not being able to pronounce her name. She seems to think if she just keeps repeating the correct way to say it, he’ll eventually get it and not understanding that he’s physically not capable of pronouncing her name correctly because of his lack of upper front teeth, even when it’s explained to her.

11. This last one is very much a stretch (pun not originally intended this time lol) but I’m putting it in too, hypermobility issues are a very high comorbidity with autism and when she’s dancing around during Popular she does a high kick. Could it just be athleticism? Maybe. Could it be a hypermobility thing? Also maybe.

[swordduels]

“What do you think?” She whispered gently while caressing Regalia’s hand. There was a warmth between them that felt far more intimate than anything they had experienced before this. It felt so genuine to see the growing wonder in Regalia’s eyes when being told about Luna’s condition. A sense of vulnerability followed with curiosity layered her wish to connect with another being. This was a very rare moment for Circe to witness and it felt like a great sign of progress. Regalia showed genuine interest in another being and didn’t force her will with violence, only a careful offering of small treats. It reminded her of a wide eyed child who experienced something beautiful for the first time. A child free of ill cynicism about the world and its toxicity. Perhaps she would grow to care for the protection of these beings and if that was the case there was hope for something beautiful to evolve. A need to change the world into something better. Circe wanted to believe it but she also knew it lay within Regalia’s nature to take things for herself. Someone who represented the ugliest aspect of humanity might not be able to fully change into something else. Circe tried not to pry but feelings and thoughts seemed to seep through, perhaps unknowingly. Though she could also feel their hearts slowly connecting minute by minute even though they didn’t make love. This connection was different. As if they started to understand each other better. Circe could sense Luna’s mind searching for answers regarding this sanctuary and she answered with full honesty. The life that once was had been harmful and didn’t prepare for a being like Luna to live where she ought to be. In here there was no need to do tricks or perform for an audience. There would be no more cages unless they had to temporarily move Luna for medical reasons. No one would take away her children for good. Circe would make sure they would be treated properly. It seemed to calm Luna as she sat down and even cleaned herself in front of them. 

“It’s a cooperation with larger organisations for the protection of wild life. I’ve been placing my own money into building these places…I get government support and donations from various sources to keep them alive. It’s harder to earn money in something that is supposed to keep animals safe without being treated like attractions.” Circe admitted while sighing deeply. This was not just a scam to get rid of filthy men or something to earn money. It was a passion project.

“You figured it out on your own.” She turned to Regalia who spoke about Luna and her kittens. There was a sense of pride in her as she answered. “They are very healthy with a strong mother and my personal will make sure it stays that way.” Circe leaned in and stole a kiss, this time on the mouth. A patient smile appeared as the small hint of jealousy peaked through. Instead of mocking it or openly speaking about it she stole another kiss. “I can sense the tiny little hearts, can you feel how many?” She gently had her goodie bag shift to rest around the wrist as she touched Regalia’s cheek. “You can borrow some energy from me.” While saying it she opened up her mental doors. If Regalia wished to use it she would sense emotions, thoughts and memories from Luna as long as it was done carefully. 

They were about to move on when the thief appeared out of the shadows. He seemed to disregard anything Circe or Regalia told him when approaching them with his gleaming knife. Circe thought he would be brought out of balance with her picking his mind apart but that was sadly not the case. Her eyes began to storm with turquoise waves as the thief took Regalia hostage. What an absolute asshole. Scum of the earth to threaten two women like this. Regalia’s fear was living inside Circe as if it was her own. There was genuine fear of them both being harmed. In the past Regalia would have been unstoppable but right now she was still not strong enough to hold it on her own in a fight. She had to protect her from this worthless flea bag. The black locks began to move about as if Circe was standing in streaming water. “Don’t you dare lay a hand on my wife…” She spoke with a stern voice while focusing on his wrists. Your hands works no moreThe bones are brittleNot as strong as beforeBreak into pieces 

Bones of fickle wristsFilthy is the human species

The poetry wasn’t as solid as she wished it to be but there was no time to polish it into perfection with deadly threats like this.  @fallesto

Regalia’s eyes grew wide with wonder. “How can you tell?” She whispered, not daring to disturb the peaceful scene. As she leaned forward and would look, focus and hold her hand out and concentrate even more than before.

As she would judge it herself and show that her power of greed and sins was not always meant to be used for evil. “It’s the way she’s carrying herself. The gentle curve of her belly, the way she moves slightly more cautiously. Plus, I can sense it a little now, a faint echo of new life within her.” She offered a knowing smile. She can sense the flow of time.

Her gaze fixed on the lynx, who had finished the chicken and was now grooming herself with meticulous care. The animal’s movements were indeed graceful, almost hypnotic in the moonlit night. “How do you earn money from here?” She asked, was this a charity or was this something else an operation to earn wealth from she was not sure.

Her head turned and she studied the lynx thoughtfully, her eyes tracing the outline of her belly. “ I’d guess she’s in her second trimester. The kittens should be born in the spring, if all goes well.” Which would be a good thing then, as she looked at the witch.

Regalia watched Circe’s interaction with the lynx, feeling a strange mix of awe and jealousy. The creature seemed to trust her implicitly, allowing her to come so close without a hint of fear. She wondered if she would ever be able to experience that level of connection with such a wild creature. Such as the witch, without being rejected and stabbed in the back as she sighed out for the moment.

As they stepped away from the fence, the lynx’s eyes followed them, and for a moment, Regalia thought she saw a spark of understanding in those piercing orbs. It was as if the animal knew that Circe was more than what she seems, in a way they both were.

Then it was ruined. The thief's voice was gruff, his eyes cold and piercing through the slits in the ski mask. Regalia's hand tightened around the bag that held their precious treats for the animals, her heart hammering in her chest as the knife was held up, reflecting the soft lantern light. Then she felt a sudden jolt of fear and anger, her instincts screaming to protect herself and her companion from this unexpected threat. The man took a step closer, the knife now just a foot away from Regalia's face. As he would shake his head at her words.

"Look, I don't know what you think you're doing," Regalia began, her voice steady despite the tremble in her hand, "but we don't have anything of value to give you. Just let us go and we won't call the authorities."

The thief sneered, grabbing Regalia by the arm and pulling her in front of him. She winced but remained silent, her eyes wide with fear. He pressed the knife against her throat, a clear warning to Circe. "I've been watching you two, whispering sweet nothings and feeding animals like you own the place. You're either rich or you're hiding something. Either way, I'm not leaving until I get what I want." As he pressed the knife into Regalia throat and held her there, as she remained still, how amusing! Being robbed already, what a world this is, humans are truly scum,

[moiraimyths]

Before we call anon rude because let’s see it from their perspective, imagine getting an entire feast to eat. That can be pretty hard to start with so much that’s going on, but if they start with one thing they know they’ll like (aka one character they like) that can be the start for them leaping to other characters to finish the story and the bigger story. I struggle the same way to start book series if I don’t have at least one character that drives me to read it, it’s all about what can be the hook to push them through. Sounds like the anon is neurodivergent (just a guess) so they might genuinely not see it as rude and see it as a solution to even play the game to start with.

Btw absolutely adore the game, the complex and rich characters making them all so unique is amazing. The art is so pleasing to the eyes I love it!! I’m waiting for it all to get out at once so I don’t get too impatient. Shae however interests me the most, which routes will have the most lore for them? Will there be routes that give more lore in general based on decisions you make or do they all share the same amount? (I mean general lore not just Shae lore)

Apologies; we are not trying to accuse any asker of being rude! We are simply explaining our perspective as the developers / are trying to broadly encourage folks to dip their toes into other areas of the story outside of the main route(s) they're interested in, especially considering some routes will be made available sooner than others, and these other routes will likely contain additional scenes/lore of everyone's fave(s) regardless! We want to give each main cast member an equal amount of love (and lore) regardless of their overall popularity, so our goal is not to tut-tut anyone for having strong preferences for one character over the others, but rather to explain that you may be surprised by how much *more* you learn about your preferred characters in the other routes. That's all!

For Shae... Well, they were a foot soldier for one of the worst periods of the War. Lore wise, any other story that touches on the War will likely have content relevant to them and their experiences. ^^

[walking-loather]

When it comes to hygiene tasks and self care with disability and chronic illness, its pretty much a constant case of: don't let perfect be the enemy of the good.

Basically: it's better to do something, than to do nothing at all.

TLDR: Just because you can't do something "properly" doesn't mean you shouldn't do it at all. Do it half-way. Do it shitty. Do it barely. Do it on a technicality. But do what you can. Just try, because doing something will help you.

If you don't have the energy to scrub your body with a sponge, just rub soap over your skin with your hands.

If you don't have the energy to wash your whole body with soap, just hit the places where sweat accumulates, or where you're smelliest.

If you don't have the energy to wash with soap AT ALL, just sitting in water is better than nothing. It will wash away dirt and oils.

If you can't bathe or shower at all, a warm wash cloth is your new best friend. If that's too much, then try bath wipes. They're a bit bigger than regular wet wipes, and a bit more heavy duty. They're designed to help keep bed ridden patients clean in hospitals.

If you don't have the energy to dry yourself after a bath or a shower, just put on a bathrobe and get into bed. If you don't have the energy to get dressed afterwards, just don't. It can wait until you can.

If you don't have energy to brush your teeth for two minutes, honestly, just a cursory scrub is better than not doing anything.

If you can't brush your teeth twice a day, brush in the evenings. It will help take away the build up of food from the day.

If you don't have the energy to brush AT ALL, honestly, just take a cloth and wipe the plaque off your teeth. Rinse with mouth wash after if you'd like. Something is always better than nothing.

If you can't floss twice a day. Try once. If that's too much, try a few times a week. If that's too much, try setting aside a day once a week as a goal. If you can't keep a schedule, do it when you're able to. Hell, I keep some floss next to my bed so that if I forget and don't have the energy to go get it, I can just reach over.

If you can't iron your clothes, don't bother. Wrinkles are fine. Wear jumpers over wrinkly t-shirts. No one will know, and honestly, most people won't even care. If it's really wrinkly and it's A Big Deal And It Needs To Be Ironed, here's my life hack. Step 1: take a spray bottle, and spritz the item of clothing (while you're wearing it is easiest) until it's lightly damp. Step 2: use a hair-dryer on the clothes until they're dry. It gets rid of creases like nobody's business, it's easier than lugging out the iron and ironing board, and you get to have nice toasty warm clothes afterwards.

If you can't fold your clothes, try just hanging them up. It's less commitment. It's quicker to do. Granted, you need to have the space in order to do this, but it is also good at helping you downsize, and lets you visualise exactly what you have.

If you can't put your clothes away, invest in a couple of laundry baskets, and then just keep your clean clothes in the baskets. You can then separate washed clothes into underwear, pants, and shirts baskets. You can just leave them like that. I'm giving you permission to never fold your laundry again if you can't. Just leave it unfolded. Who's going to care? Something is better than nothing. If you can, try to put those baskets into your closet so that you can keep the clutter out of sight, and give yourself a more restful environment.

If you can't separate your clothing out into different categories and wash them "properly" (whites, warm tones, cool tones, darks, delicates / switching between hot & cold washes / paying attention to laundry instructions on the label) then just don't worry about it. If you cold wash your clothes, colours won't bleed. Maybe gradually over the course of dozens of washes there'll be some changes in hue, but it's really not as high stakes as the One Red Sock In The Whites Turns Them Pink trope makes it out to be.

I've pretty much come to the point in my life where if a piece of clothing can't survive the washer and dryer, then it's just not meant to be. I colour separate my clothes, and if I have the energy/remember I'll take my bras and jumpers out of the washing machine to drip dry. But otherwise, I leave it to the universe.

If you can't separate out your recycling, then don't. If you have a large amount of rubbish you need to get rid of but the idea of separating it out properly is stopping you from doing so, then just don't worry about it. I know it's not ideal, but if you have garbage in your room/house and you need to get rid of it, please just get rid of it. Don't let the problem get bigger and harder to deal with. Don't let "doing something properly" get in the way of keeping your living spaces clean. Please. Give yourself understanding.

If you can't wash your dishes, get paper plates. Obviously, it's not ideal, but it is better that you eat food than skipping meals. It is better that you have a clean kitchen, rather than having dishes piling up and making it harder to look after yourself.

If you can't prepare meals for yourself keep making the tasks easier and easier. If you can't do recipes, then simplify. Use pasta sauce from the jar instead of making it. Eat canned soup. Buy food you can just stick in the oven. If you eat fish fingers and microwave veggies every night, it's better than not eating anything at all. It's better than having to fork out money on take-out. If you need ready-made meals, then get them. If you're literally just eating a raw cauliflower for dinner; 1) I see you, 2) me too, sis, 3) something is better than nothing.

These are the basic things you need to do every day to function as a person. They are your activities of daily living. Brushing your teeth. Bathing or showering. Using the bathroom. Getting dressed. Eating. Drinking. Sleeping. Keeping your environment clean. You don't need to do these things perfectly, but they need to happen in order for you to have a decent quality of life.

And it breaks my heart, because I know that so many disabled people can't do these things every day. I'm not saying this to guilt or judge, I'm saying that these are basic needs; you deserve these things. These things bring dignity. If a disabled person is unable to do these things, it diminishes their quality of life. It robs them of dignity.

If you need help to do these things, Its okay to ask for help. It's okay to need help. But if you can't get that help and you have to do these things by yourself -- or you just plain want to be independent and do it without help-- then don't hold yourself to standards you can't meet.

Don't let perfect be the enemy of the good. Doing something is always better than doing nothing. Even if it's not perfect. Even if it's not done well. Do what you can.

[sairenharia]

WELL IF YOU WANT SOMEONE TO TALK ABOUT THE SCENE!

Its a hell of a scene, especially with the context of Sonic. Sonic, as a character, is someone of freedom and movement. Going wherever he wants, whenever he wants, usually able to keep up his upbeat attitude and hold onto his optimism to the point where he can seem almost too chill about things.

But usually for Sonic, his speed opens doors for him. He is able to be a hero. He is able to go where he wants. He can be there for his friends, but also have plenty of time to do what he wants. If Sonic doesn't want to be in a situation, its a hell of a thing to keep him in the situation.

Movie Sonic, however, CANNOT leave his situation, even with his speed. Sonic runs because running is how he vents, its how he manages to live as he does, because he can remain unseen. But even with his speed, in this situation, he's trapped.

Sonic is going potentially faster than he ever has before in his life and he's TRAPPED. He's stuck in path set out by the baseball diamond, treading the same ground like always because he's afraid to stop running.

Longclaw told Sonic people wanted to use him for his power. Longclaw told Sonic to keep himself safe. Longclaw told Sonic to never stop running. Because Longclaw wanted Sonic to be safe.

(Now WHY Sonic is in such danger and what Longclaw was so afraid of, I have another theory of, that I'll do later.)

All movie Sonic has known was running to keep himself safe, and while he's found some means to get sparks of joy in the world, he's never allowed to slow down for a friend. And even if the usual Sonic may sometimes have problems with his friends because of his chill attitude, his friends DO know Sonic will ALWAYS be there to help when they really need it, and Sonic knows the same of his friends. He has people he can be with and rely on. There may be fights on the details, but that foundation is there.

Movie Sonic doesn't have that foundation. Sonic had Longclaw and Longclaw died protecting him and he had no one.

And he managed, with his strong will and his optimism, to last ten years on his own. Using his superspeed to be close to people, while still maintaining his own safety. He's able to lie and pretend he could do this.

Sonic is fast enough he could be traveling the country. He could cover South America and Canada. Sure, the ocean keeps him from the rest of the world, but he could go to so many places.

But he doesn't.

He thinks Green HIlls is a large town, despite how small it is. Implying that Sonic hasn't gone TOO far from Green Hills in the grand scheme of things. Probably always why he can't just read a map to get to San Fransisco. There was too much risk. And he may lose his cave because even if he's got a good sense of direction, the wider your area, the harder it is to find where you've been.

He still wants to return home because its the closest thing to feeling like he belongs somewhere, but the fear of leaving it keeps him circling this small area. Probably because he lost his home with Longclaw.

And just like the baseball field, he digs his hole deeper and deeper. The fear keeps him trapped, and he's going to remain trapped...until he explodes.

This time, literally.

Sure, Sonic's power is partially his speed, but more likely the EMP went off because of the amount of emotions he feels. (There are several instances where we see emotions correlate with surges of powers, so whatever energy Sonic/Knuckles/Shadow is working on, its definitely emotion based.) Sonic is starting to realize how much the loneliness is truly getting to him, and he's trying to ignore it, he's trying to enjoy himself, he's trying to find games to play, but its not enough.

The entire scene is Sonic's usual escapism techniques. First its him having fun. Then its him mimicking being a lot more people. It excitement and thrill seeking. Its him manufacturing a closeness he can't have with people. To try and tell himself its okay.

But he saw what the illusion is supposed to be and as he stands there for a victory with no one around, he can't pretend. He can only rely on his last route to escape, which is to run.

But he has no where to run. There is no threat. There is no danger. There are just the emotions he's struggling to ignore anymore. He tries. Oh, does he try. But he wants things to be different. He wants things to change. And he can't change it, because he's too afraid.

And metaphorically, he lashes out. Breaks down. The EMP is a cry for help, demanding for someone, ANYONE to see him and help him.

Which says something for how far out it reached. Not just so the government noticed, but Tails, a galaxy away, also noticed. It says something his new best friend noticed his cry for help, especially when its traditionally Sonic responding to TAILS' cries for help.

Sonic tried to trap himself in his self denials. He tries to escape his pain with his speed. But the cage had finally become too small for how much he was feeling and it burst open.

Forcing Sonic to make his choice. Does he run like always and lose what few comforts Earth brought him? Does he give up and let the government take him?

Or does he finally step out of the cage's broken bars and reach for what he WANTS?

It's all about the hedgehog yaoi but it's never about the hedgehog angst

@mitzymossy33 @frostycausedaniceage @shyshyaaaaaa

[sleepykittties]

tag game

Tagged by @mercurymiscellany, thank you!!!

⟡ rules: answer + tag 9 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

⟡ favourite colour: Generally mid-to-light shades of blue, not super bright or dark though

⟡ last song: Bad for Me- Landon Austin

⟡ last movie: Uhhh... I'm genuinely not sure. I think I watched the new Mario movie with a friend a couple months ago? I struggle to get myself to watch things recently, I've been intending to watch Puss in Boots: The Last Wish for literal months and just executive dysfunction says no that's too hard.

⟡ currently reading: Nothing but fanfiction. Reading physical things with new characters is challenging because brain won't let me focus and none of the series I follow has put out a new book recently.

⟡ currently watching: Mostly reaction stuff on youtube, it's fairly entertaining, mindless, and let's me not think which is all I want at this point.

⟡ currently craving: The energy to do anything. Mostly to redo my resume so I can find a new job and hopefully recover from burnout enough to actually have a life. I am suffering but don't have the energy to do anything about it and thus continue.

⟡ tea or coffee? Coffee, I don't like tea, it tastes like hot perfume water, and the past year or so caffeine is how I force myself through the workday

Tag: @prince-liest @ectochoir @vypridae @themackenziemachine @showyoumyfavoriteobsession if you guys feel like it, or whoever else wants to! please feel free to consider yourself tagged

[penisbilt]

the bittersweet but absolute flood of relief that comes from admitting defeat at living independently, to have to move back in with parents. we tried! we gave it our best shot for almost 3 years! but living like this (being on our own) is just not possible for us at this time of our lives. we've finally proved it to ourselves that we can't do it. it'll be okay to let ourselves rest now

[starlytenight]

Little Announcement

So... My health is still pretty rough. In needing to meet my own physical and mental needs, I'm going to be pulling a bit of a "Disney" and cancelling my fic---or at least what I was thinking of for "Season 2" as I called it.

I fully intend to finish the Nightmare Saga since it's just a few chapters away from being done, but I will tweak it to give it a bit more of a satisfying ending with some of the set up I have laid down that was meant for S2.

If it puts any of you at ease, most of S2 was not really going to be terribly MetaGala-heavy anyway and just tackled the games I didn't touch as of yet. While it'll be unfortunate to miss out on RtDL, Allies, and FL (among other 'smaller' games,) they ultimately didn't really add much to the boys and their story. It was mostly just seeing Kirby grow up and having the adults effectively supervising/guiding him around heavier moments like Magolor's betrayal, Hyness' treatment and seeing Void Termina make a return to the world, and obviously Elfilis and what happened with him among Galacta's true past and purpose with Morpho.

I plan to add a small epilogue that reveals a few things I was planning to have, including Galacta and Meta's parents (their mothers are alive,) and other little tidbits I was looking forward to writing, but very brief. I can't keep up with this project and for what I've done... I mean. 70 chapters, pretty lengthy ones at that too. Not too shabby.

But I do need to focus on myself and writing does take a lot out of me, sadly. As much as I like my silly little world, I do need to move onto other stuff too. Focus on my health more intensely, have fun in other things I love too. I hope it's not too upsetting for anyone, but I plan for the last few chapters I write to go out with a big bang to celebrate getting this far despite it all.

Once it all ends, I am very open to getting any asks wanting elaboration, headcanons, or even original plans. Ultimately the only game that would really bring any real particular note for Meta and Gala would be FL but by then it would be mostly Kirby's show as a young teen and dealing with what Morpho has in store for them all after dealing with Elfilin and his baggage as Elfilis.

I want to thank you all for sticking by me while I made this little thing. I never expected so many to love it. It makes me so happy to bring even a tiny bit of joy to your lives, but the curtain has to close eventually, and I do need to stop the show before I break something that I might not be able to fix.

[insanechayne]

~ ~ ~

[gentlethorns]

you know what? i'm gonna say it. i miss being seventeen. not for the "glory days," bc they weren't, by a country mile lol. if i had glory days i'd say they were in 2020. but i miss the electricity, the constant undercurrent of euphoria and deep plunging black. i miss the fight i had. i was literally known for being scrappy. i was self-destructive and coping poorly, but goddamn if i didn't burn bright and long. it took me until my twenties to finally start to fizzle out. does the candle with its wax melted down to the base of its glass cage miss when the wick was lit?

[funkle420]

*takes my last adderall so i can finish all my work in one day*

*finishes one (1) assignment*

*gets distracted and spends the rest of the day hyperfocusing on delicious in dungeon again*