#I know some people won't get it and I understand

[ooc-miqojak]

While I will repeatedly tell people that the EA of our millennial youth is gone, and a cash devouring monster is in its place... part of this is because people don't understand moderation. You don't go to the buffet and put EVERYTHING - including food you don't like - on your plate just because it's there, then complain about all the variety.

Some packs are just for decorating or dress up, and you won't like the style. It's meant for us to mix and match the packs we like - honestly, that's probably also why some features overlap in some packs... not everyone will own every expansion/game pack/etc - but too much overlap is obnoxious and money grubby and lazy feeling.

Buuut... say you really aren't into werewolves and going out to hunt meat, and peeing on the ground? But some of the gameplay seems fun? Well, now there will be faeries who rummage up plants to eat instead of raw meat, and fill a similar game niche in playstyle while filling a different aesthetic niche.

Many things can be true at once:

- Is EA now a soulless husk of a gaming company that has systematically ruined all the best franchises of millennial youth while milking them for every last, buggy dollar?

YES.

- Is EA polishing dog turds to sell to people?

YES.

- Do people need to buy all the extras for the game? All 95+ packs?

No. You can just put the lettuce on your sandwich - when you go to a sandwich shop you don't get EVERY vegetable on your sandwich, either. Some packs just make things annoying, or have stupid clothes or some such.

- Are people at fault for continuing to buy the turds, then complaining that they taste like shit?

...Yes. Stop paying for literal dog turds, you guys. Just say no. (There are free ways to play that are not hard to find, if the addiction is mighty, but the desire to not pay a greedy, uncaring corporation is mightier. I would know.)

Corporations understand 'line go up' - profits - and consumers are the ones who make that line go up. So stop being a mindless, capitalist drone and stop funneling money into EA's dog-turd-polishing-machine... don't do it for Dragon Age, not for Mass Effect, not even for the Sims.

If they are making a profit off of bad business practices and unfinished, buggy packs while cranking them out every few months? STOP buying! The execs don't care if you complain - they see you bought it, and profits increased. So they do it again. That's capitalism - the consumer isn't right, the dollar is.

just saw someone say "it feels like the sims is starting to turn into a cash grab :(" and i'm like. babygirl i don't know how to tell you this but

we're at 95 packs and counting. i think we crossed that bridge a long time ago

[tarotwithavi]

What are you underestimating about yourself?

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PILE 1

Alright, so I feel that you might be underestimating your resilience. You don't realize how strong you are and how you're able to go through situations that other people have difficulty handling. I also sense that you might find yourself in situations where others would have completely freaked out. You also underestimate your emotional intelligence sometimes. I feel like you think you're being too much, that your emotions are too much, that you’re feeling too much, and everything is just overwhelming. But you need to realize that this is your superpower. The way you feel and the way you express yourself is your strength. Do not let anyone tell you that you're too much or cringe. Your kind heart and your emotional depth are your strengths. Sometimes you might underestimate your ideas, your passions, your hobbies. Please know that you have the ability to make your dreams come true, alright? You're underestimating your potential and you need to realize it soon enough before it slips away. Honestly, I think it's never too late to explore yourself or discover a new version of you, but still, some things are better done sooner than later. And I also see that you might underestimate your beauty, darling. How should I convince you that you are the most beautiful person in the entire universe? Beauty is subjective. Just because someone doesn't understand your beauty doesn't mean you're not. And you should definitely not be underestimating the way you dress yourself. You are literally an inspiration. You are literally a fashion guru. I see that in the past, a lot of people around you doubted your ideas and the things you wanted to do. Maybe you wanted to become a fashion designer and someone in your family told you that it was irrelevant. I'm especially getting something related to fashion, makeup, styling, and things like that.

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PILE 2

You are underestimating your intuition, because the message I'm getting is that a lot of times you get a vision, a dream, or a feeling that something is about to happen, and when it does, you get shocked like, babe, you saw that coming. Sometimes you doubt yourself. Sometimes you think that if you share this with somebody, no one is going to believe you. But I want you to know that your intuition is amazing. I feel like some of you could actually be psychics. You are underestimating your vision and your passion. I see that you might be stuck in a cycle where you are doing things you don't even want to do, just for the sake of it, and it is getting you nowhere. You are underestimating your “I don’t give a f***” energy. I know you care deeply for people, but when someone crosses your boundaries, you are out. You won't even look in their direction for the rest of your life, and that is the level of your energy. Sometimes you may have forgiven your friends or even family for terrible things because you thought you were being too much or too dramatic. But you are underestimating your courage to walk away. I feel like some of you might resonate with pile one, because I got a similar energy for both these piles. Some of you might be thinking about starting your own blog, but you believe you are not skilled enough or need to learn more. The truth is, you already are. You already know enough. Just do it. Start that business, that YouTube channel, that influencer journey or UGC page. You may feel like you need to learn more or that what you know is not enough to get you through, but trust me, it is.

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PILE 3

You are underestimating your voice and your words. I feel like you might not talk much, but when you do, it’s like words of wisdom flow out of you. You could genuinely profit from the way you speak. You could be a great writer or someone who has the ability to inspire others with your words. Sometimes you feel like nobody is going to listen to you or care about what you have to say, and that’s why you stay quiet most of the time. I also feel like you underestimate your social skills. You might be a Gemini or have Gemini or another air sign in your Sun, Moon, or Rising. You are underestimating how much your thoughts are affecting your self-image right now. You might be overthinking or struggling with anxiety, and I feel like you need to do some throat chakra healing. You are restricting yourself from reaching your full potential. And honestly, we all do that sometimes when we are not in the right environment, around the right people, or when our thoughts and ideas are not being understood. In those moments, we start doubting ourselves and shrinking who we are. You are also underestimating how much of a control freak you can be. When things start slipping out of your hands, you lose your calm. But you don’t need to cling so tightly to the idea of feeling safe. Letting go does not mean losing yourself you know

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[headcanon-everything]

Bodhi Windbreaker Romance Headcanons

I also have some nsfw headcanons, should I make them their own post?

loves when you play with his hair

will lay his head in your lap for HOURS (movie time) if you do

gets chest hair post-realization and gets all excited "Heyy now I look like Patrick Swingze! Bitchin'!"

had some before but was convinced to shave it off and it never grew back right rip

is always singing at you, silly little made up songs

yes even in public

makes the other objects giggle

social anxiety is afraid of him

prefers to keep his face with stubble; if you say you don't like it and want him to shave/grow it out they'll pour but do it for you

will try to convince you to get a mullet at least once mostly bc he's curious how it'll look

loves the beach

loves showing off at the beach too 👀

changes out the scrunchies on his wrist to your favourite colours, won't tell you but it's a little thing for him to keep you close

is a words guy but it always comes out more casual than intended unless he's blatantly flirting

tried to go to Mac and Telly to research how best to win you over with modern romance advice

kept getting conflicting info

then the other objects got wind of it and were trying to give their own advice

most of it was bad

so that's when rainey pulled him aside and asked what he wanted to do

and that's how the power ballad came about

won't realize when he's paying attention to other people, just gets so wrapped up in things when he's excited and has a bad sense of time

is super apologetic once you bring it up tho and is all over you to make it up

cuddle BUG they love cuddling

signs himself up for a queer theory & history course online at Mac's suggestion

came after a conversation of how he doesn't want to upset any of the "ligibitqua people" on accident because he doesn't know any better

wants to go to a pride festival!!!! take him please he'll get along with EVERYONE

LOVES drag. the big hair, the big makeup, the performances, it makes him a little nostalgic of the 80s tbh and he LOVES the energy

he'll leave with quite a few numbers, too (he's too polite to turn them down. you didn't even realize just how many he had until he emptied out his pockets later)

often laments how people seem way more closed off and stay inside now

like, it's considered rude now to strike up a conversation in the grocery store?? why is that? how else do you like, make new friends?

overall struggles with making friends a little bit when out in the world, until you help him get signed up for some community groups and meetups

loves to hear you talk about anything and everything tbh

loves sharing information and learning new things, plus loves hearing your voice

looks absolutely love-struck the whole time

he tries to be an active listener, but has a hard time not getting distracted by your face after a while, especially if it's a complicated topic that he doesn't really understand

the others do tease him and yes he does get embarrassed

loves talking about his interests too! esp stuff from the 80s

likes photography but he's not very good at it - he has a hard time staying still enough to get a clear photo

gets SO excited when he finds out film cameras are still fairly popular

is too impatient to wait for them to develop and always ruins it, so he ends up switching to a 2000s digital one

easing into the tech makes it easier and he likes how cool and innovative stuff from then is!

once he gets the camera set up, has a LOT of pictures of you - he's a nostalgic guy and likes to have keepsakes!!

you like music? you're "performing" with him now. no you don't get a choice and no it doesn't matter if you're good or not it's about fun

(if you ARE good tho?? he is HYPED and if you are shy about it they will be insufferable until you do a song with him at least once)

I didn't realize how many I had I'm going to have to make a part 2 with these haha

[tinlizziedlinwa]

Peer-Review is supposed to be a harrowing process. Papers that pass peer-review get a sort of "stamp of approval" from a group of scientists who are supposed to have some knowledge in the field. Papers that do NOT pass peer-review are supposed to be rejected by the Journal the author was attempting to publish in.

Retractions are done by Journals (publishers) who find out after-the-fact that there are serious problems with the already-published Paper. They discovered the results are unreproduceable, the numbers were fudged, unethical experimentation, often some subtle falsehoods were used in the paper that took time & effort by other researchers to catch, and the actual results vary significantly from the results stated as achieved in the paper.

You can make all kinds of mistakes and assumptions in a peer-reviewed paper and still get it published. But when a paper actually gets Retracted...! That should be an air-raid siren blaring with big bright red warning lights flashing and it could (but only rarely does) result in the ending of the paper-author's scientific career. Once in a great while a whole field of study might find themselves scrambling to shore up their foundations when a notable retraction occures. I find it unfortunate that many formally-retracted papers still get cited in scientific research.

Then there's "Scholarly papers." These are typically published without any peer-review. For many people, it's enough that the paper even exists - It's a validation of the readers' innate bias to have someone so dedicated to the cause that they spent the time to write a whole paper about it, which means it just must be ok! "See?!? I'm not the only one who thinks that! And they have initials after their name so I must be smart too since I agree with them!!"

With a "scholarly paper" you're placing your trust in the author to not be biased and to not outright lie to you. You may cite them, but be aware that you likely won't be taken as seriously as you wished. Oftentimes those papers are pure opinion-pieces. They may contain some valuable insights based upon the author's knowlege & experience in the field, but ultimately they are conjectures that have NOT been either proved nor disproved by rigorous scientific study.

Other than googling things to make sure I sorta understood which words meant what, I went to this website for a little more research:

I know I completely blew right past the OP's intent with their post. Apologies for that! I'm writing this more or less to cement it into my own mind how the process should work. I wanted a better understanding of some of the types of papers that may be written.

My father did a research paper for his masters degree years ago. In it, he did a critique of the racism in first-wave feminism, aka the suffragettes. Everything in his paper was factually correct.

But he didn’t do it to shed light on how black women fought to be included, or how they succeed. He didn’t do it to talk about later developments in intersectional feminism, or the works of Kimberlé Crenshaw or bell hooks.

He wouldn’t have even thought to uplift blank women’s voices, because my dad is extremely racist.

So if he didn’t do this to uplift black voices, why did he do it?

Because he’s sexist, too.

He did it to criticize feminism as a whole, because he hated feminists and thought feminism was stupid. His paper was, at its core, anti-feminist, sexist, and misogynistic. He used all the right language though, and ended to winning some kind of competition with that paper. He was very good at hiding his bigotry.

But I know this was his intention because he tried to use that paper as a bludgeon in an argument I had with him about feminism. He did all of it to demonize all of feminism. He came into that paper hating feminists and used that hate to write the paper. He told be he knew more about feminism than I did because he learned about all this racism in the movement. And that, in his opinion, discredited feminism as a whole.

I say all this to remind yourself that critique of a movement by people outside that movement isn’t always done with good intentions.

[skreel-the-red-thing]

OKAY time for a review. I was… midly convinced by the sequel. In my opinion it’s a not so bad movie plagued by a not so good writing. I’m going to be vulgar at some point, don’t mind me that’s my way of coping. Let’s dive.

MIND THE SPOILERS OFC

What’s bad :

- Let’s adress the elephant in the room to get rid of it : « Nile can remove immortality » is bullshit. It's so stupid, it means that if by mistake she hurts Joe or Nicky in training then paf ! RIP gay people. I don’t buy it and I don’t think anybody here does. I understand they needed a threat for the gang, but why not just threaten them to lock them up in iron coffins, Quynh’s style ? Like, you established the worst fate for an immortal in  the first movie, why not use it again ?

- Speaking of Quynh. My girl is out of water with no trauma, speaking perfect english (language of those who locked her up. Mh.) and not insane ? Eh, a bit disappointing.

- No enough labrys in my opinion.

- Booker. Booker, Booker, Booker. He's my favorite character so I'm very pissed off *spit a bullet*. Ngl, I expected him to die and it didn't seem like such a bad idea. BUT THE EXECUTION WAS TERRIBLE. My man deserved so much better, he has almost no development, no redemption arc and he dies like shit, mostly out of selfishness: he knew Andy was as tired of life as he was, but he preferred to die and hand her the hot potato without asking her opinion. Erf. Also they both could have walked through that door, the “sacrifice” doesn't make any sense I'M GOING TO BREAK SOMETHING

- JoeNicky try not be captured challenge.

- Also Joe and Nicky had an argument at the beginning of the movie about Booker and Joe lying, and they made up while talking about something entirely different LIKE HELLO? The conflict isn't resolved here. It was cute tho, we like declaration and foreheads touch.

- HOWEVER. Nicky saying "ti amo" and Joe not responding ? DO YOU WANT ME TO GO TO THERAPY ?? Joe, when your husband says "ti amo", even if you feel guilty because you're lying to him, you say "ti amo" back.

- Do I need to point out what a flat character Discord is? I couldn't care less about her. Even pharma bro in the first film was more menacing.

- WHERE'S COPLEY? Like at the end, the guy might be dead, we don't know. Schrödinger's Copley.

- Tuah is... here. He has potential, but he's underdeveloped, so I don't have much to say. From my point of view, he's a bit of cannon fodder for the next film, to sacrifice his immortality to Quynh.

- Shall we talk about the dreams  stuff ? Well, it never really made any sense, either in the first film or in the comics. Like Nile dreams about Quyhn but Booker don’t ? Weird. And now ? Oh boy. Tuah dreaming about all the others but they don’t. And Discord ? Seriously, when you set up a mythology, you've got to make it logical, otherwise how are we suppose to write coherent fanfictions afterwards?

- I fucking HATE cliffhangers. Especially since  we've waited 5 years for this movie, and knowing Netflix's cancellation policy. At any point, Joe, Nicky, Nile and Tuah remain in a vacuum packing for eternity because we won't get a third movie.

NOW WHAT’S GOOD !

- Okay. I complain a lot, but I was super happy to see the sequel and to get to see again these characters that I love so much. I'm waiting for third movie to bring them all back to me. Yes, even you Booker. I'm delulu about him.

- I liked the vibe a lot ! It was less dark than the first movie, with more moments to breathe and appreciate the atmosphere between the characters. Special mention to the dinner scene after the first mission, I'm delighted to know that drunk Nicky snores like a boar.

- The film was more beautiful and colorful than the first one, and direction was better in my opinion, especially the fight scenes and choreography.

- NILE IS COOL! Her McGuffin role sucks, but it's not her fault, and besides that every time she was on screen I was like “damn, what a gigantic charisma she got!” . My girl is so stunning it hurts. Also the double spear ? Made for her.

- I still like Booker more than anything. I still like the fact that he jumped the second he had the opportunity to end himself. I just think it could have been handled better.

- « Has she spoken of me ? » « She never stopped. » MAYBE I DIED THERE.

- I'm relieved to finally have the answer to the question “If they cut off a limb, how does it heal?” and for that I thank Joe's thumb and Booker's head in the maze.

- I didn't get any sapphic kiss and that’s a shame, but the AndyQuynh relationship was cool anyway. Special mention to the whole reunion sequence, with Andy passing through the eras with the team in background, it was the most beautiful part of the movie.

- The soundtrack was better handled than in the first film. It doesn't look like much, but for me it was a major flaw, so I'm glad they've sorted it out.

IN CONCLUSION it was... okay. Now let's go another five years of waiting.

[w1zxrd]

The Stranger Things writers want byler shippers to feel like Joyce Byers.

(i'm aware this is a long read, but it's worth it i promise! 💔)

- "Joyce, 99 out of 100 times a kid goes missing, the kid is with a parent or relative."

"Well, what about the other time? You said, '99 out of 100', what about the other time, the one? The one!" -

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since the season 5 release date teaser came out, lot of stranger things fans have made their way back to the fandom!.. delightful! because of that, arguments over certain stranger things topics have gotten more vocal (if that's even possible); like, for example, the wars between byler and mileven and which will be endgame!

mileven shippers, or maybe even just anti-byler shippers, have been mentioning (as they always do) that "byler wont happen", "it makes no sense", and "byler shippers are delusional". as well as that comes a lot of complaints from byler fans; saying mileven shippers have it all wrong, they under analyze, and dont understand the small details Stranger Things writers and directors bring to the table.

with all this being said, as a byler shipper myself, its quite frustrating when some people just dont see what you see and will never believe what you believe, especially on a topic that is pretty important to you.. That sounds a bit familiar, right? 😭 (i'm getting to the point, I swear. stay with me now.)

- "Maybe I am a mess, maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m out of my mind! But, God help me, I will keep these lights up until the day I die if I think there’s a chance that Will’s still out there!" -

~

this is ALL that Joyce Byers had gone through when trying to find Will in season one. Will communicated to her through the lights, she saw him through the wall, she heard his phone calls.. but because the chances that such supernatural and unrealistic things were happening are very low, nobody believed her.

recently, i saw a comment on tiktok stating something along the lines of, "i have no idea why it feels like everyone is incapable of listening in this fandom. the general audience has a surface level of knowledge on everything that simple analyses can make you feel crazy," and it made me realize something.

maybe, just maybe, that's the entire point. i know that's pretty obvious, but on the topic of byler, it's easy to feel crazy! a lot of people say that the byler evidence we have seen means nothing, and it's all just delusional. a HUGE number of people believe byler won't become endgame and are concerningly very against it, actually. it's like Joyce with the lights. she knew Will was alive, and people argued she was going crazy.

but was she really crazy? nope. she wasn't. after everything, after no one had believed her at first, she was RIGHT. i mean, (this is important) the proof that Will was alive was very obvious to her, she saw it herself! some just didn't agree with her because THEY didn't see it.

~

this sounds oddly familiar to what happens between mileven and byler shippers. we have so much evidence, so much proof, that it almost just feels obvious how the final season is gonna go for Mike and Will, yet we still get called delusional and crazy for it all.

but, this is SUPPOSED to happen. it's no accident. the writers have set this up in such a way that some people will just never accept the fact that Will and Mike could be a potential couple in season 5, the idea almost feels impossible to them: they are basically the people who didnt believe Joyce. they've built it in a way that mirrors Joyce's experience. despite everything, Will was still found alive after he was seen 'dead' and even had his own funeral! sometimes, the impossible IS possible.

in conclusion, byler may feel unrealistic, what are the chances that these male main characters of this show will fall in love? the shows so popular, that just can't happen! well, you know what, people also believed Will wasn't alive, but Joyce did. and she was right.

byler shippers, you may feel crazy. you may feel out of your mind. but maybe we are right, and people will just never believe it until it truly happens.. there will always be the 1 in the 99 out of 100.

~

if youve made it this far thank you so much!

[thisapplepielife]

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest.

What the Kids Are Calling It

Prompt #2 - Selling the Drama | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: None | POV: Eddie | Pairing: Steddie | Tags: AU, Meet Cute, Movie Set, Famous Corroded Coffin, Regular Guy Steve Harrington

"Cut!"

Eddie slumps back into his director's chair. They're in over their heads here. This was a really bad idea, none of them know how to act. The label has lost their minds if they think this is gonna help their career. It's just gonna be an embarrassment. 

He needs a minute, so he slips away from the set, heading back to the craft service table. It's the only thing he likes about this situation.

Studying the choices, he zones out. Acting is stressful. More than he ever imagined it'd be.

"Looking for something in particular?" 

Eddie looks up. There's a guy standing next to him. He's never seen him before. 

"Uh, not really. Just. You know. Avoiding."

"Your job?" he asks. It makes Eddie laugh.

"Exactly," Eddie teases. 

"You're doing good," he says, and Eddie doesn't think that's true at all. But he's used to having smoke blown up his ass after being in the business this long. "Really selling the drama."

Eddie laughs, a sudden burst of sound that he knows surely made people look in his direction.

"This is supposed to be a comedy," Eddie says, and this guy blushes a pretty pink.

"Okay. I haven't seen any of it. I'm a fill-in. Robin, my best friend, she's sick today," he says, and Eddie looks at him, utterly charmed. "I'm Steve. Don't tell anyone I'm not in the union. I think the punishment is digging my own grave at Hollywood Forever."

Steve flips over his badge, which is conveniently backwards. Eddie recognizes Robin from her picture.

"My lips are sealed," Eddie says, "I'm Eddie."

"And you're an actor that doesn't want to act?" Steve asks, brow furrowing in confusion.

"I'm not an actor. I'm a musician. We're a band, and they're trying to make some sort of knockoff version of This is Spinal Tap. It's not going well. Don't sign contracts you don't fully understand," Eddie advises.

"Noted," Steve says with a grin. 

He's handsome. If Eddie has to be tortured, at least getting to talk to him for a few minutes is a nice consolation. 

"Eddie!" Gareth yells, and Eddie turns.

"That's my cue, I guess," Eddie says and Steve nods.

The next break he has, Steve is waving him over. Eddie goes. Of course he does.

Steve leads him back towards the makeshift kitchen, opening the freezer. Retrieving a truly monstrous ice cream sundae.

"Holy shit," Eddie says, taking it from Steve when it's offered to him.

"I worked in an ice cream shop as a teen. This was our crown jewel. The U.S.S. Butterscotch."

Eddie laughs, and honestly, he can't eat all this. For one, he won't have the time, "You better grab yourself a spoon too. I'm definitely gonna need your help."

When Jeff and Goodie find him, he's laughing at a little table, sharing ice cream with Steve. Flirting. He's definitely flirting.

Goodie clears his throat, and Eddie looks in his direction.

"Having fun?" Goodie asks, and Eddie nods. Of course he's having fun. 

"You know it," Eddie says, "this is the best part of filming so far."

Jeff rolls his eyes, but walks over and puts both of his hands on Eddie's shoulders, guiding him up out of his chair, "We've got work to do, if you're done playing old fashioned soda shop."

Eddie laughs, and jabs his spoon back into the ice cream, getting one last bite before he's pulled away, Steve smiling as he goes.

Craft service is still fully stocked, but Steve is nowhere to be seen. Eddie feels a clench in his gut. He should have gotten his number, should have asked him out, should have done something, anything.

Then he relaxes, just a bit. Robin. Robin will be back. He can get through to Steve that way.

He gets led to the makeup trailer, and they take off his wig, and start removing his makeup. When he steps down out of it, Steve is standing there, leaning against the wall. Legs crossed at the ankle, arms folded across his chest.

"Whoa," Steve says, and Eddie reaches up towards his lack of hair. He cut it short a few months ago, and he's still a little self-conscious about it, even if it's much easier to take care of now.

"Yeah, surprise, I guess. I forgot," Eddie says. Because he did. He doesn't think about the wig.

Steve takes a step forward, holding out a slip of paper in his hand, "My number. If you ever want to hang out."

"Hang out," Eddie repeats, teasing him, "is that what the kids are calling it?"

Steve laughs, and nudges Eddie with his elbow, "Stop."

"How 'bout now? Are you available to hang out right now? I know a good spot for tacos," Eddie offers.

"I think maybe I should feel bad if you're leaving set still thinking about more food."

Eddie grins at him, "I was just looking for a way to keep you around."

Steve reaches forward and grabs him by the shirt collar, tugging him closer, "We could hang out at my place."

Eddie swallows and nods. Definitely. He wants to hang out with Steve. He hasn't felt like this in a long time. Like he's not Eddie Munson, the celebrity. Instead, he's just Eddie. Some guy that happens to like playing music.

"You really didn't know who I was?" Eddie asks, and he's sure that makes him sound like an asshole.

Steve shakes his head, "I'm not really into metal. Is that a dealbreaker?"

"It's not," Eddie says, "but there are lots of kinds of metal. Surely we could find something you like. Even if it's not my music."

"You're more than welcome to try," Steve offers, and Eddie will. He definitely will.

And Eddie holds out his arm, suggesting Steve lead the way to his car. 

Steve backs out of his spot, and pulls out of the studio lot, waving at the guard as they pass the booth.

Eddie hopes they hang out all night.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @corrodedcoffinfest and follow along with the fun! 🦇

Notes: I definitely thought of when all of Metallica cut their hair in the 90s. Maybe Eddie Munson followed suit, lol. Could Steve have just waltzed onto a set? I mean, if anyone's capable, it's Steve Harrington. Let him turn on his, *snap, snap* - charm.

Okay, they totally just recognized him as Robin's friend that tags along with her and ignored his dumb lie. I just know it. 🤣

[mysteryshoptls]

Ortho Shroud Chat Lines

Same as the King of the Underworld.

Ortho: You're curious about my hair? It's made of flames, just like my brother's. Ortho: I hear it's the same as the King of the Underworld, too. Ortho: And his even turned red whenever he got angry! Ortho: My hair is managed by a program, so by changing the gas composition, I can make it any color I want. Ortho: Ehehe, it's so cool, don'tcha think～?

A Gamer's Soul

Ortho: Hey, Prefect, what sort of games do you like? We should play together sometime in my dorm. Ortho: We can play any type of game. Ortho: Even if my brother doesn't own the game, I'm pretty sure there'll be at least one person in the dorm who'll have it. Ortho: Ignihyde's filled with a bunch of guys who love computer games and board games. Ortho: They say that the King of the Underworld also planned his strategies on a chessboard, so maybe he liked games too. Ortho: Maybe that's why those with a gamer's soul end up in Ignihyde!

Transform into Anything

Ortho: Oh man, your heart's racing... You must've just come from PE class. Ortho: Maan, you're so lucky. I wanna be able to exercise too! I should see if I can get my brother to swap out my attachments. Ortho: I hear that the King of the Underworld's minions could transform into anything at will. Ortho: When they want to fly, they turned into birds. Ortho: When they wanted to run fast, they turned into horses. Basically, they were shapeshifters. Ortho: Isn't that super handy? If only I could get equipped with a similar function～

Watching Sparring Matches (New!)

Ortho: Most people know that the King of the Underworld loved watching sparring matches. Ortho: Sometimes he'd just watch it casually, snacking the whole time, but there were times he'd get really into it. Ortho: My brother and I like to watch livestreams of fighting games a bunch, too, so I definitely understand. Ortho: Like, the other day, the streamer we were rooting for lost, so we both ended up shouting at the screen. Ortho: I wonder if the King of the Underworld also had a champion he liked to cheer on? I should do some more research on that!

Small Talk

Idia: They say that the King of the Underworld was great at small talk and could negotiate like no one's business... Idia: B-But I can't even get through a research presentation in class without stuttering... Idia: As Ignihyde's Housewarden, presiding over a dorm honoring the King of the Underworld... Idia: This is beyond pathetic, isn't it...? [sighs] Ortho: I mean, as long as you're not actually talking to someone face-to-face... Ortho: ...You can spit a million words a second that'd even throw the King of the Underworld for a loop! Ortho: Replaying an excerpt from your chatlog, recorded 15 hours and 42 minutes ago: Ortho: "Can always count on Muscle Red's support in a pinch! See, vets are a totally different breed～!" Ortho: "Now, for the main event～ All your rare drops are belong to me! Yahoo!" Idia: S-Stop... Please, nooo...!

Like Lightning (New!)

Ortho: Um, Vil-san, I'm having a bit of a difficult time figuring out the right emotions behind this script. Vil: Why are you asking me this? I'm sure you're capable of searching up anything you need. Ortho: Yeah, that's true... But I feel like "as angry as lightning" is a little too metaphorical for me. Ortho: When I looked it up, I hit on a story of how the Thorn Fairy brought down lightning in a rage... Ortho: But it's way too hard for a mere actor to show anger like lightning. Vil: Being able to express that is what being an actor is all about. There is nothing I can help you with. Ortho: Yeah, but I feel like you'd get the performance you're wanting if you give me more specific instructions, don't you? Ortho: Or, maybe you're just don't know how to handle these kinds of stuff efficiently, huh? Oh well, I guess I just gotta give up, then～ Vil: I know you're just trying to anger me in order to see an example of the correct expression. You won't glean anything from me. Ortho: Aww man, you saw right through me. Oh well. This is all to help my understanding in expressions, so I'll keep on trying!

Something He Left Behind (New!)

Ortho: So, there's this tale about how a prince rode a magic carpet to go see a princess... Ortho: But wasn't she startled to see someone just floating in mid-air all of a sudden like that? Vil: Rather than being startled, it seems she and the prince went off on a date right after. Ortho: Whaaat!? You mean, even though he could've been some kind of intruder, instead her affection level went up!? Vil: I bet your brother would be the type to faint if some unknown party were right outside his window. Ortho: You're probably right... Oh, but the other day, I flew up to a window in my brother's classroom and delivered something he left behind. Ortho: 'Cause that's faster than climbing the stairs to deliver it! Vil: You were calling him an intruder, but you did the exact same thing as that prince...

Requested by @monavitty.

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HGSN 37-1

Chapter (Japanese)

(Please hit the green thumbs up at the end of the Japanese chapter to show support)

Rough translation by me

P1:

Takeda: Tecchan...Why...did we even go play on that mountain...?

P2-3

He didn't look away. What that "connection" will bring about is...

P4

Matsushima: Where'd Secchan go? Why won't she come back?

Takeda: If we hadn't taken the Matsuura's Secchan to the mountain, this never would have happened

Mikasa: This must have been our punishment for not believing in "Nounuki-sama" and going to the mountain...

Mikasa: That mountain really was...a bad place...

Takeda: It's all our fault...we...

Mikasa: Hey, Hajime

P5

Mikasa: We have to protect this village, so that no one else gets taken away by Nounuki-sama...

Mikasa:  Because that's...all we can do now...

P6

Satou: Indou Hikaru-san, who went missing on the mountain...He is already deceased.

Satou: The god on the mountain, "Nounuki-sama", has entered his corpse and disguised itself as him. We will take responsibility and take it into our custody.

P7

Satou: Can we count on your cooperation?

Mikasa: ....

Mikasa: With that...will Kubitachi return to normal?

Takeda: Tetsu...!! That's...!!

Takeda: In the first place...! What happened to that man, Tanaka!? Who's that lot you brought behind you!?

P8

Satou: It's hard to say his work was done with care...as his manager, I was sent out here.

Satou: As for them, they are also employees. Please pay them no mind

(Tanaka: ...Takeda-san, y'know...Isn't it about time you start thinking on your own?)

Takeda: You said "Custody"...! Hikaru is just a kid! And there's his mother, Yuki-san too...! Tetsu, haven't you looked after him, too!?...

P9

Matsushima: E-even to my eyes, it's hard to believe he's a monster, y'know...

Matsushima: Hey, Tecchan...

Satou: From the beginning of the month, there have already been 5 deaths in this village. I'm sure you understand that there isn't much time left...

Satou: I can understand your desire to protect this village.

Satou: Takeda-san, I know you wouldn't want more victims like Indou Kouhei-san and your father to appear.

Takeda: Wha...!

P10

(sfx: sweat dripping)

Mikasa: I see...

Takeda: Are you serious?!...

Mikasa: ...Some sacrifices may be necessary

Mikasa: But I and the others in the village can't believe that Hikaru is a monster so easily. That boy is...one of our village's precious youngsters

Mikasa: ...So I have a condition for you

P11

Mikasa: Please show us proof

Mikasa: If you can show us hard evidence that boy is a monster

Mikasa: You can have our cooperation...

==

1. (link)

Drawing People

Asako: Yoshiki, you're good at art right? That sketch of an insect you drew before was so detailed

Yoshiki: Not really...I'm not that great...*blush*

Yoshiki: Well, I guess I wouldn't say I'm bad at it?

Sketch Complete

Maki + Asako: Gyaaaa!!

Maki + Asako: Who is this? Creepy!

Yoshiki: ...Well, it's detailed isnt it!?

2. (link)

--

Hikaru: I'm done! (It's Yoshiki)

Yoshiki: ...what's that?

Hikaru: Your beard

Yoshiki: It's seriously creepy. Don't ever show this to anyone

If Yoshiki hadn't seen Hikaru's corpse

Yoshiki: (He's kinda different from before...why? Also lately villagers keep disappearing...)

Yoshiki: (I bet he hit his head....)

Village Destroyed

3. (link)

Jar Lid

Yuuki: I can't open this...damnit...

Maki: Oh, lemme try

Maki: IT WON'T OPEN!! AHHHH!

Maki: IT'S STUCK!

Yoshiki: Hah...give it to me

Yoshiki: HMPH!

Yuuki: Did you make a crazy face just now?

Maki: It must be all the built up anger he has from day-to-day. (Scary!)

Yoshiki: What's that for? I got it open...

4. (link)

"Hikaru" likes movies

Hikaru: Ah, this guy's weak sauce

Hikaru: If it were me, I'd have already won here!!

Yoshiki: (He's competing with the kaiju...)

Hikaru: I'm better at ○○○! I'm better at ●●●!

(Hikaru before his death had no interest in movies)

[tagedeszorns]

If you are new to Warhammer - how to get into the lore?

If you just got into Warhammer, it's very possible it wasn't like us old people (*waves walking stick menacingly*) via the table top game or in the wild, but you got exposed to the virus via the video games or some YT video.

And now you are standing in front of a mountain of lore and you have no idea, how to start.

But fret not - it's easier than you think.

Because I'm telling you the secret: Nobody knows all the lore. We all are specialists for the faction and/or guys we fell in love with. We read everything we find about this small cross section of Warhammer and neglect the rest. Because if we want to know about something, we ask the specialist for that.

For example: I'm a specialist for Emperor's Children, Word Bearers and Salamanders. But I have zero idea about Iron Warriors. So I ask @ladymirdan. Or if I need info about Imperial Fists it's @sonofdorn-vii or @vlka-fenryka. Night Lords - @panda-hammer. And if I don't know who to turn to, I just ask the hivemind here on Tumblr who's the person-of-knowledge.

You'll need a little bit of base-knowledge to find your Blorbo-faction, though. So it's a good idea to start with "Horus Rising". Read that one book. Decide, if Warhammer is for you. It's very low on things you need to know before reading and it's about the things that set everything in motion. You don't need to read the whole Heresy-series! Just read what you are interested in and find the stuff you love. It's a journey.

But please, please, please - for the love of Slaanesh, don't start with TTS ("If the Emperor had a text to speech device" - a comedic YT-series), Reddit or lore-videos. While TTS is fun, it's outdated or in some cases even wrong (because it ended before that part of lore was clarified) and it's meant for an audience who already knows their shit and can appreciate and sort the details that are exaggerated for comedic value.

Trying to learn about Warhammer lore by watching TTS is like trying to understand how police works by watching Brooklyn 99!

And both Reddit and YT (not to mention the cesspool of hate that's current Twitter) tend to be very biased and to push an agenda.

Please try to get your own view on things. Read books about your favourites. Discuss with other fans what you've taken from those books. Get new reading recommendations from other fans or find new books in the "sources"-paragraph of the Lexicanum.

Don't be intimidated! Just read a bit, maybe visit a Warhammer Store and talk with the people there, and you'll find your favourites in no time. Then you'll read a bit more and then you most likely won't stop reading. 😊

I don't know if any newbie will read this post, because my blog ist mostly hidden by Tumblr for Tumblr-reasons. But if it reaches one person, it was worth writing it!

Edit:

@owenthetokencishet threw the Dawn of Fire as a good starting point for the most recent lore into the discussion. It may not be as perfect a fit for the more queer Tumblr-Warhammer-community as the Heresy books, but it's worth a mention. Especially if people are coming from the video games and may need a bit of adjusting to the Heresy aesthetics. As a Chaos enjoyer I'm a bit torn here, with GW's shift towards a more good guys/bad guys divide, but let's see what the future brings!

[hedwig221b]

I love your page, you always find the best fics and every day I check to see what you have in store.

I was wondering if you know any fics where derek, Stiles or any werewolves have been using for breeding or kept as pets.

If its not your thing no worried but can't hurt to ask 😊😊

There are trigger warnings and kinks all over the place, so tread with caution

Where the Real Beasts Are by kaistrex (weishen)

Crown Prince Stiles is gifted a direwolf on his eighteenth birthday by King Gerard I of Venatia. The only instruction? Never remove the collar. Stiles never has been one to do as he’s told.

For Offer by dirtymuse

Stiles has always wanted a dog, a husky to be exact, and when he answers a classified ad, he gets a lot more than he bargained for.

The Soul Knows What the Heart Wants by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

“Holy—shit,” Stiles breathed, Bacon stopping in what he was doing, still staring at him intently, as if begging him to understand, for someone to finally understand. Stiles felt like he’d been electrocuted and he leapt out of his chair, kneeling in front of Bacon and grabbing at his furry face. “Holy shit! Oh my God, are you—wait, holy—you’re not fucking with me, right?!” Bacon let out two quick barks, which Stiles chose to interpret as ‘no.’ “Oh my God, are you a real person in there?!” Stiles shouted in the wolf’s face, staring him right in the eye. He was still holding the wolf’s head with both hands, but Bacon dipped his muzzle in confirmation and Stiles officially lost his mind. “Oh my God!” he shouted again, releasing Bacon to clutch at his own hair. “Oh my God! Dude, for real?! You’re—holy shit! Holy shit!” He didn’t know how to react to this news. He had no fucking idea how to react. This was a person?! But how?! How was this a person?! People didn’t just turn into wolves!

The King's Pet by TheGirlWithNoIQ

It was all over the news; Derek Hale will be the new king, and will soon pick a Pet. When Stiles Stilinski hears the announcement he can only believe that the young Hale will leave him alone, and that soon the horrible encounter years earlier won't keep him up at night anymore. Oh, how wrong he took...

Actual Puppy Derek Hale by Wrennefer (Wrenegadeone)

Derek didn't know what was worse: the hunters, being trapped as a wolf, being hit by a car, or the fact that he had somehow become some kid's pet dog for the unforeseeable future.

Human is Just a Word by lady emebalia (emebalia)

Getting claimed by a werewolf has so not been on Stiles' agenda for the night. But at least he can choose whose human pet he's going to be. That's a plus, right?

Caged Humanity by Ember

The other factors sounded like complete bullshit. Like about Companions having certain dispositions for submission, and a personality built around wanting to please. Fuck that, Stiles was a strong independent man who didn’t need no wolf. Submitting was straight up taught in classes. Don’t talk back, try to reason not argue, never run away when your Mate was in heat. Mate? More like owner. There was a reason Companions were called pets. God Stiles hated it all, the hypocrisy. It was an honor? More like a life sentence. An AU where werewolves are given humans as pets called Companions, and a very begrudging Stiles is taken in by Derek Hale, much to both their displeasure. And then pleasure. Very, very sexual pleasure.

The Stray by GentlyWithAChainsaw

Stiles wakes up in increments. His head aches and he slowly realizes he’s cold. He whines and forces his eyes open, only to see bars surrounding him. He’s in a cage. When he tries to struggle to his knees he sees that his hands are encased in some sort of padding. Like boxing gloves, but made out of something softer than leather. He can feel the same thing on his feet and there’s a complicated sort of brace on his legs, keeping them from straightening. Other than that, he’s naked. And his mouth. There’s something covering his mouth and he can’t even pull it away with his hands like this. It feels like some sort of Hannibal Lector mask, straps everywhere— a muzzle, his panicked brain supplies. Another whine bursts out from behind it. “Shh,” a soothing voice says. “Easy, girl.” OR, Stiles is kidnapped and becomes Derek's new pet.

A Supernatural Conservation Clinic's Mission by sockpuppetstrings

Between a rock and a hard place, Stiles seeks a solution at the Beacon Hills Associated Hospital, an SCC affiliate specialized in breeding programs to ensure the survival of endangered supes. He can only hope that Derek Hale will give him the time of day and help save his father out of the goodness of his heart because Stiles has very little to offer, besides the small chance of freedom if they successfully breed. “I must say, I’m surprised you continue to pursue Derek even after all of our warnings. He won’t choose you. He’s been here long enough that his instincts are getting confused. I believe he interfered in Jordan’s courting because he thought Jordan was a threat to your wellbeing. Don’t mistake his interference for interest.” Deaton sighs. “He’s stubborn and volatile. His reluctance to breed doesn’t bode well for his future. Which is an immense pity. He’s the last of his line. A direct descendant of one of the few native werewolf packs in California.” “I know,” Stiles says.

Pedigree Breed by dirtymuse

What does a college guy have to do to make it home safely from the bar after a little too much to drink? Being drugged, abducted, thrown into a cage, and forced to act like a dog is not something the colleges put on their SafeWalk pamphlets. If they had, Stiles might not have left the bar alone. And is it too much to ask not to want to fuck the man who buys him and expects him to be his good little bitch? Or the one where Stiles has the Canidae gene which makes him a special breeder for werewolves.

A Boy’s Best Friend by KnottheWolf

Stiles was just having some ‘me time’ when things escalated with his dog, Wolf. Or at least, he thinks it’s a dog.

Alpha Milk by ml0692

Derek throws himself onto his bed and releases a muffled growl into his pillow. His balls are so full. He needs to unload.

Thank You, Master by GentlyWithAChainsaw

After a long week away, Derek is looking forward to trying out something new with his pet.

Showered in Love by A Devil Like You (ShootToWin)

Stiles comes home from college wanting a child enough to be considered artificial insemination. The men of the Hale family agree that's wholly unnecessary.

Artificial Love by Okamisan

Stiles is bait for collecting alpha Derek Hale’s sperm.

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[ariaxco]

signs you're healing (and they hate it) ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 🧸

healing isn't just green juice and therapy sessions. it's becoming someone people can't manipulate anymore.

and some people really, really hate that version of you.

they liked you better when you were broken. when you were available for their drama. when you absorbed their chaos and made it your responsibility to fix them.

now you're healing, and they're losing their favorite emotional dumping ground. they're watching you become someone who won't tolerate their mess, and it's making them panic.

you stop explaining yourself

old you: "so sorry i can't hang out tonight, i've had such a long week at work and my anxiety has been really bad and i know you probably think i'm making excuses but i promise i'm not trying to avoid you i just really need some alone time to recharge and i hope you understand and i'm sorry again for canceling last minute..."

new you: "i can't tonight."

they're mad because they can't argue with clarity. they're used to finding holes in your elaborate explanations and guilt-tripping you into compliance. now there's nothing to work with.

they'll call you "cold" or "different." they'll say you've changed. they'll try to make you feel guilty for not providing them with a dissertation about your decisions.

let them be mad. your energy is not a debate topic.

you're comfortable with being misunderstood

you used to exhaust yourself trying to make everyone understand your perspective. you'd explain your trauma, justify your boundaries, provide context for your reactions.

now? you realize that understanding is a choice, not your responsibility.

you're not performing your healing for an audience. you're not documenting every breakthrough on social media. you're not explaining your journey to people who weren't there for your pain.

you're just quietly becoming someone who doesn't need their validation to know you're on the right path.

this makes them uncomfortable because they can't control the narrative anymore. they can't paint you as the villain when you refuse to engage with their version of events.

you stop fixing people

this is the big one. the one that makes them lose their minds.

you used to be their unpaid therapist, their emotional support system, their personal savior. you believed that love meant sacrificing yourself on the altar of their problems.

you'd stay up until 3am talking them through their latest crisis. you'd drop everything when they called crying. you'd give advice they'd never take and support they'd never appreciate.

now you've realized: you're not their therapist, their mother, or their rehabilitation center.

when they call with the same problem for the hundredth time, you say "that sounds hard" and change the subject. when they try to trauma dump, you redirect the conversation. when they expect you to fix their life, you remind them that's their job.

they hate this. they call you "selfish" and "unsupportive." they accuse you of not caring anymore.

the truth? you care more than ever. you care enough about yourself to stop enabling their dysfunction. you care enough about them to stop robbing them of the chance to grow by constantly rescuing them.

some people only liked you because you were broken enough to fix them. now that you're healing, they don't know how to relate to you.

you're boring to toxic people

drama used to excite you. chaos used to pull you in like a magnet. you'd get addicted to the intensity, the emotional highs and lows, the feeling of being needed in the midst of someone else's storm.

now their chaos feels exhausting. their drama feels performative. their crises feel manufactured.

you don't respond to every bait they throw. you don't engage with their provocations. you don't feed their need for reaction and attention.

they're losing their power over you, and they can feel it.

when they try to start arguments, you grey rock. when they create unnecessary drama, you remove yourself. when they fish for reactions, you give them nothing.

they'll escalate. they'll try harder to get you to engage. they'll throw bigger tantrums when you don't take the bait.

stay boring. your peace is worth more than their entertainment.

you choose peace over being right

old you needed to win every argument. you needed the last word. you needed to prove your point and make them understand your perspective.

new you realizes that some people are committed to misunderstanding you, and no amount of explaining will change that.

you don't need to win every argument. you don't need to correct every lie they tell about you. you don't need to defend yourself to people who are determined to paint you as the villain.

you choose peace over being right. you choose your sanity over their validation.

this drives them insane because they're used to being able to bait you into arguments. they're used to being able to upset you with their words. they're used to having power over your emotional state.

now you just... don't engage. you walk away. you refuse to participate in their dysfunction.

you're selective with your energy

you used to be available for everyone, all the time. your phone was always on. your door was always open. your shoulder was always ready for someone to cry on.

you've learned that availability isn't kindness — it's self-abandonment.

now you're selective. not everyone deserves your time, attention, or emotional labor. not every invitation requires a response. not every crisis requires your intervention.

you've learned to ask yourself: "does this person add value to my life, or do they just extract it?"

you've stopped giving equal access to people who give you unequal respect.

they hate this because they're used to having unlimited access to you. they're used to being able to drain your battery whenever they need a charge.

now they have to earn your time and energy. now they have to prove they deserve space in your life.

you validate yourself

you used to need their approval to feel good about your choices. you'd seek their opinion before making decisions. you'd look to them for confirmation that you were doing the right thing.

now you trust yourself. you know your worth without their confirmation. you make decisions based on what feels right for you, not what looks good to them.

you celebrate your wins without needing their applause. you comfort yourself through losses without needing their sympathy. you're complete without their validation.

this terrifies them because they're losing their power over you. they can't control you with their approval or disapproval anymore.

you protect your inner child

you've realized that some people are unsafe for the soft, vulnerable parts of you. they've proven they can't be trusted with your heart, your dreams, or your fears.

you stop sharing your deepest thoughts with people who use them against you. you stop seeking comfort from people who caused your pain. you stop expecting emotional safety from emotionally unsafe people.

you become protective of your peace, your joy, your healing journey.

they'll accuse you of being "closed off" or "cold." they'll say you don't trust them anymore.

they're right. you don't. and you shouldn't.

trust is earned, not owed.

why their discomfort is confirmation you're healing

when you start healing, some people lose their access to you. they lose their emotional dumping ground. they lose their chaos companion. they lose their favorite person to project onto.

they preferred you when you were:

available for their drama

absorbing their emotions

fixing their problems

accepting their mistreatment

seeking their approval

questioning your own reality

now you're:

protecting your peace

processing your own emotions

solving your own problems

demanding respect

validating yourself

trusting your own perception

of course they hate it.

your healing wasn't supposed to make them comfortable. it was supposed to make you free.

let them be mad about your boundaries. let them be confused by your growth. let them be uncomfortable with your healing.

their reaction to your health says everything about them and nothing about you.

you're not healing to make them happy. you're healing to make yourself whole.

and if they can't celebrate your wholeness, they don't deserve access to your brokenness.

[daydreamerswriting]

heyyeey! love ur workk.

could u do autistic curtis sister x johnny cade hcs? similar to the dally ones . as an autistic gal, i would add a bit more social related things, but they where pretty good actually! (ex being left out and not understanding things.)

an: Thank you for the feedback! I'm glad you thought my other hcs were good! I'll keep in mind to add more social related things to these headcanons and future stuff <3 also, I know you said Curtis sister, but I didn't really do anything Curtis sister related (IM SO SORRY I FOROT 😭)

W: not-proof read, slight insensitivity, swearing, fem!reader

At first, he's lowkey understanding?? (This is the 60s we're talking about, so yes, the bar is this low)

You mention that the lights are too bright and that they're bothering you? He's all, "Yeah, I guess they are a bit on the bright side, huh?"

The guys are being too crazy and overwhelming you? "Yeah, they can be a lot. Want to go outside for a smoke with me?"

Once y'all are together, his understanding increases tenfold

He notices that things are overstimulating before you even say anything

"Golly, it's noisy in here. Are you doing alright?"

This man is clingy. He is touch-starved, he is love-deprived, he is affection-craving

So, it sometimes bums him out when you don't want physical touch

He takes major advantage of every time you're okay with it though

You'll give him a hug, and he won't take his hands off of you for as long as you let him keep them there

He loves to cuddle and he will literally ascend to the heavens if you're in bed together, or sitting beside each other on the couch and you lay your head on his shoulder.

Unlike Dally, he as always asking with his words.

"You okay if I wrap my arm around you?" "Can I hold your hand?" "Will it help if I hold you?" 😫

It's fair to say the first meltdown he witnessed rattled him (he started crying too)

If you ever have a meltdown in public, you best believe his is giving the dirtiest looks to anyone who so much as looks at you

He has you help make a plan for what he should do if you have a meltdown after witnessing the first one

In social settings, Johnny is usually a bit shy. He wasn't used to being loud and bold and voicing his opinion confidently, but you changed that

If he sees you struggling in an interaction, he's quick to step in and be snappy as hell to whoever is talking down to you

Never is this boy more confident and sassy

You're happily rambling on about your hyperfixation and the person you're talking to shows disinterest? Oh no here comes the sassist bitch who ever sassed! "Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I couldn't help but notice that you seem to think that you're above talking to this amazing person right here."

You guys know the trend where people are like "My [whatever relation] is going to show you their [blank] collection. You better be nice." That's the energy he's giving

And like, where did this come from??

He once got sarcastic and rude with Two-bit for laughing at some trinket of yours you were showing him and everyone was just 😨

Though, it did take a few months for that side of him to come out, before that, he was just giving people dirty looks and breaking the news to you after the interaction that those people weren't being friendly ☹️

Then he transitioned into "Hey, leave her alone, will ya?'

When he notices that you're not picking up on implied meaning or not understanding when people say something indirectly, he panics 😭

You're at someone's house at they're trying to subtly tell you that it's time for you to go home, and you're not getting it, he'll pull you aside and/or whisper to you that he wants to leave

Some will be lying to you so horribly that it's sad and he's watching on the sidelines thinking, "Please, please realize, baby. I don't want to burst your bubble."

He'll make a sarcastic joke and you stare at him like 🙂🤨😕

He actually is so embarrassed, his smile fades and he wants to dig a hole and hide in it forever

"I was being sarcastic. 😢" "Oh! 😯🤣"

He smiles at your little laugh, maybe he doesn't want to disappear anymore

He doesn't steal very often, if ever, so he won't be stealing stuff that is associated with whatever you're hyper fixated on, but he will start saving money

Best gift giver ever? Your birthday rolls around, he's saved up money, and you start crying because his gift is so perfect

I low-key see Johnny as a picky eater? But he just doesn't have the privilege of being able to turn down food he doesn't like, so he eats most everything

So, if you're picky and have a limited amount of safe-foods, he is a little surprised that you won't just tough it out and eat things you don't like

If you tell Johnny that you don't like a food because of its texture, he's all "I hate the texture too!" and you're the only person he knows, besides himself, who dislikes food because of texture

Routines you say? Bitch, he literally it written out and hanging on his wall. (sorry for calling you bitch)

You leave for school at 7:45 so you can get there at 7:55? He knows, and he's waiting for you there

You have breakfast at a certain time everyday? He's ringing your doorbell right as you enter the kitchen to join you

He will hang outs with your routine in mind

The guys try to plan a hang out with you, Johnny knows if you're able to go or not

"She can't go out that late, that's when she showers."

"No, it can't be then, that's when she goes for a walk."

Not a big fan of eye contact? This is Johnny: 💔🥀

Like I said, Mr. Please-cuddle-please is attention and affection deprived, and sometimes, your lack of eye contact makes him feel ignored (GET OVER IT)

But he knows that you're not actually ignoring him and he doesn't have to be constantly staring at your beautiful orbs eyes

You'll sometimes point out something different or wrong with his hair, not meaning to be mean ofc, and he gets so insecure omg 😭

But he doesn't want to tell you that you hurt his feelings so he's just "Okay, I'll fix it thanks 😊😭"

He's so used to your stimming, he doesn't bat an eye

Unless he's worried that you maybe accidentally hurt yourself while stimming, then he's not taking his eyes off you

It warms his heart when he's the cause of a happy stim

verbal stims? He knows all your verbal stims and will notice if you get a new one, and he'll ask you about it

If you're stimming because you're distressed and/or overstimulated, he's asking you what you need to help calm you down

If you're too overstimulated to answer, and not out in public, he's telling everyone to be quiet, he's turning off lights, and doing everything else he can to try to help you

An: whenever I write on my computer instead of my phone, I always write more because it looks like less lol

[just-thoughts-no-vibes]

Was reading some articles about Kpop Demon Hunters and saw that there is a possibility for a sequel and I would like to add my two cents.

Listen. I understand the need for great stories like Kpop Demon Hunters. I also would like more, but I would also really like to just have a movie that did it's job, became beloved and ended. I was disappointed so many times by boring sequels that have nothing to do with the original idea, canceled shows and writing that makes you forget why you were a fan in the first place that I would genuinely be happier with this story just ending here, even tho there is definitely more to explore.

The idea that Kpop Demon Hunters might get a sequel or something of that sort doesn't excite me. My first thought is not "Oh my god, yes my girls will get more time to shine" but "What if they decide to just lobotomize all of them and undo all of the character development they went through because it's the easiest way to start a conflict?" I was so happy that there wasn't a plot point where Mira and Zoey are jealous of Rumi because she is the leader or something along those lines because there really is no need for that, but now I am in fear that after they went through so much and nearly died, the sequel would have them point fingers and yell "YoU arE alWAys tHE SPeCiaL ONe!" "WeLL It'S bEcaUSe I AM sPeCiaL" or some bullshit like that. I also don't want romance to become center of everything if we get the "Jinu is alive actually" plot. It was done greatly here but only because it wasn't the only thing going on. Both Jinu and Rumi had so much going on for them individually and could never be reduced to just romance (nor it was a point of the movie) and other characters, specifically Mira and Zoey, are not just some sidekicks who exist solely to complement Rumi and push her forward.

The only idea for a new movie that excites me is a story about Rumi's parents and her mom's group of Hunters (I need more on Celine!!!) but even that scares me because what if they pull "Yeah, Rumi's dad is actually Gwi-Ma and he was once nice but then something happened and his wife died and Celine is the actual villain and my baby boy is just misunderstood and he only turned all of these people into demons by using their worst fears and insecurities and made them his slaves because he was sad." My fragile heart can't handle such stupid plot anymore.

So many things can go wrong that I just want it to end here. This is very pessimistic and probably overly dramatic but I am really done with being disappointed with franchises for these (and many other) reasons. The love and passion for making great things expires quickly when money is involved and I don't have a reason to think that the same won't happened with Kpop Demon Hunters. At first you want to give people something that they would love and before you know it you are making a live action show after releasing movie number 7 (yes, each one is worse than the previous). Again, I am probably just overly pessimistic, but I don't trust these people one bit. Also it's just nice having something that doesn't answer every question. Make up your own version, it's fun.

[phantombegruvia]

SFTH MURDER MYSTERY - PART 6 [OLD LADY MARGAERY POV]

MASTERPOST

*CW for description of blood and a dead body(ish), also for talk of drugs

[WAYNE MANOR DRAWING ROOM - 17:44]

The room had fallen silent since Rumpled had proclaimed his devotion to protecting everyone in the room. Margaery, though she would never admit it to anyone else, was on edge. Obviously, there was a killer amongst them and they didn't know who and they were trapped in the manor.

“We should get out of here,” she said, breaking the uncomfortable quiet. She's lived for two-thousand years, of course she's managed to escape the inescapable before (they placed her in Alcatraz once, why do you think it became obsolete?)

“It's impossible,” John Jacob had his arms around his chest, his chin resting on his knees, “I've tried to lift the metal-things that cover the doors and windows, but they aren't budging. There's no way out, we cannae escape.”

“We'll never get out with that attitude,” Margaery tutted, “it's obvious that some sort of computer system caused the lockdown, so it means that it can be switched off.. somehow.”

“All we have to do is find the computer system and then we get to go home?” The way Poppy curled in on herself where she stood, still holding the bandana (Margaery hadn't seen her put it down once), made her look so, incredibly small. Margaery didn't want to know how old she was, she didn't want to know that a child had to be put through this. It would also be.. hypocritical of her.

“That's my current theory, yes,” she sat herself down between John and Derek, and placed a hand on the latter’s knee, offering a small bit of comfort to him. She suddenly had a realisation, “has anyone drank or eaten anything since they got here?”

The reply was a collection of confused “no”s. Though, Margaery noticed the way Esmeralda avoided eye contact with her.

Margaery felt herself relax, “oh, good. The killer could've put something in the drinks or food,” she eyed the two teacups on the small table beside the sofa Juliet lay on, “whether that be poison, or just,” she coughed, “drugs.”

The simple word made her realise she could do with a hit of whatever right now. Why didn't she have anything on her?

Rumpled eyed her, wariness evident. Was he.. suspicious of her? That stung a little more than she would've liked.

“So we can't have anything until we leave,” Amanda sighed and crossed her arms, “so if the murderer doesn't kill us first, starvation or thirst will. Great, we'll die here either way.” The vampire laid a gentle palm on Amanda's forearm, which seemed to calm her down slightly. The vampire also didn't want people to realise she was a vampire, and who was Margaery to go against that wish?

“Hey!” It seemed Derek gained a sudden rush of confidence that wasn't there before, “if Margaery says we're gonna get out, I believe her! And.. er- the nice old man with glasses said that nobody else is gonna die!”

“It's Rumpled, Derek,” the man in question responded in a sigh, “Margaery, can I have a word, please?”

“So you can kill me?” She jokingly responded, before realising this wasn't the time for that sort of joke. But, hey, she's already said it, no undoing it now.

Rumpled, understandably, looked taken aback, “no. I just want a private chat, away from everyone else.”

“Fine,” she patted Derek's knee twice and stood up. She ignored the creaks her leg bones made as she did; she was not old.

[WAYNE MANOR LOBBY - 18:06]

The two walked into the lobby; the black and white checkered flooring now covered in the boy's thick scarlet blood. The large chandelier was technically still the centrepiece of the room, but was now on the floor rather than the ceiling (a tiny hand was visible under the golden light, Margaery ignored it the best she could).

She tutted, “now I've got blood on my best shoes, thanks Rumpled.”

“Your ‘best shoes’ are slippers, M,” he rolled his eyes, “you don't wear anything else.”

“And I won't for another thousand years!” She offered him the most shit-eating grin she could give. She could hardly remember his old reactions to it, but the irritated face he pulled was a heavy reminder.

He shook his head, “we've already discussed the lack of our.. abilities. And the vampire hasn't shown any usage of hers.”

“Yes, so there's obviously some sort of blocker?” Margaery thought aloud, “could it be connected to the same system as the shutters?”

“You keep saying words, M, and they don't mean much to me.”

“Really? Oh, right, I forgot you aren't from this time. I think there may be some sort of.. contraption that can control the manor. Is that simple enough for you?”

Rumpled did not look amused, “I've always hated you.”

“And you never stopped,” she felt her own smile turn sad, “anyway, that André Beetroot that Ethel was on the phone to earlier-”

“The phone is the thing that made that dreadful noise?”

“Yes,” and it was certainly one that she would never add to her collection, it was hideous and the iPhone could do so much more than a simple telephone, “me and André once.. went on a date, it went awfully, but he's a time traveller. If Wayne had contact with him and access to whatever he uses as his time travelling device-”

“It would explain how I'm here, along with a couple of the others,” Rumpled finished for her. “So, do you think that the murderer is..”

“One of us?” She cocked an eyebrow, “what other explanation do we have?” She recalled the way he looked at him earlier, “do you have any suspicions?”

“The vampire,” he said after a moment of thought, “it would make sense, she does need blood to survive after all-”

There was a THUD coming from the drawing room, followed by a scream. The two magic users shared a worried glance before hurrying into the room.

[WAYNE MANOR DRAWING ROOM - 18:20]

“What's happening?” Rumpled shouted as soon as they entered the room.

Amanda and Tarquin were holding Esmeralda up, her arms over their shoulders. They placed her down on the sofa opposite to Juliet.

Through panicked breaths, Amanda stuttered, “she- uh, she just collapsed,” one big breath, “I don't know-”

Margaery studied the vampire, she was still conscious, but barely. Which was better than being unconscious, Margaery thought. It looked like Esmeralda had been-

The answer clicked into place. There were already two bodies when she disappeared a few moments earlier, and that must have been quite the feast for a vampire, but she might have drunk from the butler. Which was, if their theory was true, quite bad.

“She's been poisoned.”

part 5 << part 6 >> part 7 MASTERPOST

[fastafeijoa]

so... now that its been canonically announced that sawyer did in fact have a cat when he was younger, ive been absolutely dying to see your interpretation of teen sawyer with a kitty. i can see him picking a stray up off the street, perhaps with intent to just explore it's behavior until he falls in love with it. i think harley would look even more imposing with a black cat sitting on his shoulder kind of staring at everybody who walks by

The kitty!! I'm not sure how canon is the QnA but I like the idea of Harley having a cat and it could contribute to his character development too!

Regarding Harley with a cat on his shoulder... :D

(btw I didn't forget about the questions about the Prototype and other questions, they will be answered eventually 😭)

Cat's lore!! Not sure if he'll be just an AU or a proper headcanon, we'll see.

•Harley and his parents lived in a sort of an adult family home with several other poor families. The cat he mentioned in the Q&A wasn't actually his nor his parents'. Some child from another family had brought the cat to the house one day and the family cared for him until he grew up, which is when the child lost interest. From then on the cat was usually fed by random people living in the house, and sometimes led a stray life. Harley liked him because he was a loner nobody loved or wanted, just like himself, and also very beautiful and enjoyable to watch. He fed the cat when he could and even talked to him sometimes as he's been a certified yapper from a very young age and pretty much nobody besides the cat was willing to listen to him.

Thus he began to like the idea of someone maybe not smart enough to understand him (nobody does anyway), but also not smart enough to betray and leave, easy to buy with food and some affection. That is why he quickly accepted the lack of Quinn's personality in Yarnaby, after having a breakdown over this.

•Clarus it Latin for "loud". Though half the times Harley would just call him Cat.

•Clarus was a rather silly young cat, very friendly despite how cold and unwelcoming people treated him, and very talkative too. Harley could ask him anything, and would usually get a short "meow" in response, unless the cat was hungry. That's when he would basically yell at Harley, actively rubbing against him and head bumping him.

After being fed Clarus would often loaf on Harley's lap while Harley would talk about all sorts of things, like his ideas or worries. He felt way more comfortable talking to himself when Clarus was around and "listening".

Harley couldn't hang out with the cat often because his father would snatch him to do some work whenever he saw the boy had free time (or just whenever he wanted). And with how talkative Clarus was it was hard to be sneaky. Sometimes Harley had to straight up hide from the cat so that his father didn't find out where he is and what he's doing. But even then, Harley was glad to just know he's not completely alone and there is someone who won't ever decide to leave him.