#I think I’ll add theories tags

[lynnlyrae]

…… I think I read too many vampire related manga

[forgotten-lumis]

Way to Dawn and X-blade Particle effects comparison

I don’t know if anyone’s mentioned this yet, but I was recently watching a BBS play through when I noticed- Hey. The particle effects for the X-blade looked REALLY similar to Riku’s Way to Dawn. Like. Pretty much EXACTLY THE SAME, besides the color as they are fading.

I’ll post some images here for comparison

X-Blade effects, Vanitas fight BBS:

(Sorry for the awful image quality lmao)

Riku’s Way to Dawn, Kh2:

I can’t be the only one who finds that really really weird, no?

The end part of the animations does have some differences, but really only in color. Even the shape they form as they fade away is exact.

X-blade, Vanitas:

(Sorry Ven- it’s for science-)

These ones are an orange/yellowish color

Then for Riku’s Way to Dawn:

Kh2:

His start out a bit yellow at the center then fade to blue

They are also like this in Kh 3D

Some bonus images:

Vanitas Fight, BBS:

This is how I originally noticed the effects, because I got a good look at them down on the attack command panel in the corner.

And here’s Xehanort’s in kh3, when he has the X-blade:

I feel like his are a bit more red?

Anyways, yeah. That’s that. It’s pretty odd in my opinion. I also don’t think any other keyblades share these effects, either, but if anyone else finds anything then please post it lol

I had originally posted this in a discord server I’m in, and a few of the people there (including myself) theorized that it could be related to how the X-blade isn’t truly the final form of it’s“X-blade series”. That it’s like the “Way to Dawn” of its respective line, not having arrived at its final evolution yet, still on the path to get there. That’s just one interpretation, but I do quite like it.

What do you guys think?

[charmac]

I’m high and I don’t think I could find a more perfect song to represent the poetry of Mac and Dennis’ relationship.

[widowshill]

r/v + loneliness.

102 / Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca, ch. 4 / 4 / 8 / Art Wallace, Shadows on the Wall / 603 / Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca, ch 4. / 473 / Richard Sherman, Demo: "Lovely, Lonely Man/Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Finale" / 2

[ciderjacks]

art when i was 14/15 (2020)

vs art now (2023)

3 year difference babyyyeeeeeeeeee

[scoops-aboy86]

Sssex

For the August @steddiemicrofic prompt plug! (also on ao3)

wc: 437 | rated: m | cw: monster eddie, vampire eddie, chubby eddie munson, sex, sex-related monster physiology, the word ‘mucous,’ kind of breeding kink

Look. I’m not, like, big on breeding kink. At all. Despite ending up reading a lot of it, whatever. But I looooove caretaking, and add in a dash of monster instincts and that’s kind of what we’ve got here. The caretaking part just didn’t fit within the word count is all, so… it didn’t get written. 

Anyway, if Dustin can label Dart as some sort of weird amphibian, I can decide that the demobats/Vampire Eddie have some traits in common with certain snakes, convergent evolution style.

As a vampire, Eddie is content to drink from the wrists of his friends rather than steal from the hospital. He takes less than the Red Cross would at a time and keeps a complicated rota in his head of who he’s fed from when, how much, relative to body mass and age, etc., to make absolutely sure he doesn’t end up hurting anyone. 

The only person he never turns down is Steve, who always tastes the richest (Dustin has a theory about a demobat-related third blood type factor) and seems to recover the fastest. And if Steve wants him to feed from places other than his wrists, who is Eddie to argue?

Maybe they get a little carried away. Maybe Eddie is starting to get a bit of a blood belly. But Steve is fine! Keeps asking for it, sometimes almost begging even. And then, one minute Eddie is sinking his teeth into Steve’s femoral artery, and the next he’s sinking his dick into Steve’s ass to just as much enthusiastic encouragement. 

There are some other steps in between, but none that really surprise either of them by this point. 

But the thing is, Eddie isn’t exactly a vampire, any more than demobats are exactly bats. There’s a lot about his physiology that they don’t know yet. 

So when he slips out of Steve, intending to thumb whatever drips out after him right back where something deep inside tells him it belongs, and nothing does… he just thinks, Huh.

“Um, Eds, I think you… left something.”

He’s already probing gently. “Uh-huh. Feels temporary, though.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t know, Steve. Some replies leave a mucous plug in there… after, y’know?” Steve makes a noise that indicates he does not know, actually, and Eddie kisses his shoulder apologetically. “I think my fucked up biology is trying to make sure you get knocked up.”

They both pause for a moment, and then suddenly they’re laughing all the way down to their toes, Eddie still half sprawled over Steve’s back. 

“Think I’ll have… fuck what’s the word for double triplets?” Steve wheezes in between gusts of laughter. 

“Sextuplets,” Eddie supplies, and that sets them off even more because it’s got the word sex in it. Because they fucked for the first time and now Steve has a plug in his ass that’ll either dissipate naturally or be the cause of a truly awkward hospital visit, and this is just… what normal is like now. 

Then Eddie’s stomach rumbles, and Steve’s head automatically tips to bare his neck, and with a breathless kiss Eddie sinks in all over again.

Permanent tag list (ask to be added): @hotluncheddie @lawrencebshoggoth @sofadofax @whimsicalwadewinstonwilson @oatmilk-vampire

@wheneverfeasible @hamiltonswiftie @grtwdsmwhr @yesdangerpls

[skeedelvee]

Ayy! I'm finally trying one of these! Thank you everyone that's tagged me in theirs in the past, I always like getting the notifications so I can check out all of your wonderful WIPs! <3

Doing a few WIPs since I've got a bunch going and I've gotten interest in a few.

First up is Second Moon! This is a sequel to my fic First Moon in which Simon is experiencing his first time transforming into a were-dragon. These fics are inspired by @frjsti 's amazing artwork! The sequel is about his 2nd time transforming and how Simon and Baz handle it differently now they know what they're in for and they've had time to prep for and crave certain fantasies for the next full moon. Here's a snippet of them discussing Baz wanting to bottom this time around:

He’s got his academic face on, as if we were talking about the merits of some new magical theory and not him taking my foot long dragon cock up his arse. “Still, there's a lot of risk involved in this. Even if I don’t destroy your arse, there’s still my claws and my fire breath to worry about. It’s a bit dangerous, innit?” “I thought you were the one to always face danger head on.” “I am, but this really isn’t about me.” “Isn’t it? Listen. If you really don’t want to do this, I won’t press for it, but it’s what I want and I’m not afraid of what might happen. I trust you.” I mull it over for a moment before he adds: “And if you do manage to kill me, please make sure my headstone reads ‘Here lies Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch. He died doing what he loved: getting railed by Simon Snow’s monster cock.” I snort. “Your father would have my head if I even suggested that.” “Then I’ll have to have it written up in an official will,” he says with a smile. “What will it be then, Snow? Do you want this?” There’s no point lying about it. “Yes. I want it. I want you. You have to promise me though, that you won’t let me hurt you. Don’t muscle through it for my sake. Say your safe word as soon as things turn bad.” “I promise, Simon.”

@stitchy-queerista wanted to hear more about A Good High, so I'll do that one as well!

A Good High is a one shot non-magic college roommate AU where Shepard leaves a pot brownie for Simon on what he thinks is his desk, but is actually Baz's desk. Baz thinks it's a normal brownie from Simon, eats it and gets really high by accident. Simon gets back to the dorm, finds Baz in his current state and has to turn Baz's bad high into a good one. Here's a snippet:

“Have you seen Ratatouille?” I ask as I set up my laptop at the foot of the bed. Baz is hugging his knees to his chest, but he’s lost that panicked look in his eyes. They look sleepy instead, droopy and dark like they are first thing in the morning (it’s very distracting). “I have four younger siblings, of course I’ve seen Ratatouille.” “Right, of course. Well, it always helps me relax, so it might help you,” I say as I make a fluffy pile of pillows to collapse against. “Just try to focus on the movie for a bit and let it melt your anxieties away.” The movie plays and I sit back, kick my feet up, I get immersed in Remi’s story as a start to feel the gummy kick in. I’m so relaxed that I almost forget about how Baz was feeling, but as soon as I do remember, I can’t seem to think of anything else. I watch him out of the corner of my eye. He’s watching the film and his breathing seems relaxed, but there’s something about his face that still looks raw, something about his posture that still seems on edge. I wish I could magically make this better for him. If he were anyone else I’d probably know what to do to cheer him up, but we’ve only just (kind of, sort of) started to get along. I don’t know if I’ve ever truly seen him relaxed before now that I think of it, he even looks tense while he sleeps. Maybe I should just ask him about what would help. “Psst, Baz, can I get you anything? Tea? Or a snack?” “No, I’m fine.” “A blanket?” “No.” He curls in on himself more and I mentally start kicking myself. Fuck, I’m making it worse. I wrack my brains for an idea to make this better, ignoring the little voice in my head telling me to leave well enough alone. Maybe if I got him to laugh that might get him out of this funk. “How about a cuddle then?” It was supposed to be a joke, but I can’t manage to laugh at it. My heart is beating out of my chest as the words leave my mouth. It’s a silly notion, the two of us cuddling, and I know it's something he’d never go for. And part of me is still hoping he’ll think it’s funny and he’ll break into a smile as he laughs it off, but the other part of me is desperate for him to say yes.

And @roomwithanopenfire wanted to hear about my untitled Gareth/Rhys fic, so I'll do that one too

This one is fairly new actually. It's kind of inspired by an outfit of mine actually. A lot of people who have met me IRL will probably have seen me in this, but I like to call it my Gareth as a slutty queer woman cosplay; a black crop top, black short shorts, and a brown belt with a white jaguar enamel belt buckle. I was wearing it recently and thinking about Gareth and thinking about a fem Gareth (I call her Gi in this) wielding the magic thrusting belt buckle, and then I started to write this. It's a getting together story about Gareth and Rhys with mutual pining. It starts with the two of them in their room, unpacking and settling into the space for their 8th year. Gi has her skirt tucked into her underpants and it's a whole thing for Rhys. Here's a snippet:

I can feel myself blush down to my toes. Thankfully, Gi discovers the state of her skirt and is distracted from seeing the full state of my complexion. “Has it been tucked in this whole time?” “Pretty much,” I wince. She snorts and then giggles as she unbuttons the thing and kicks it underneath her bed. I try to keep my eyes above her waist. “I hope my grandma saw. It’s what she deserves for insisting I ‘dress like a lady’ in her presence.” She’s stepping into her school trousers now, she has to do a little wiggle jump to get them over her thick thighs (it’s poetry in the making). “She has seen how you cast spells, right? Surely trousers should be the least of her worries.” “I wear the buckle as a bracelet when the old bat’s visiting. Mum says she has ‘a poor constitution’ and I’ll ‘send her to an early grave’ if I try thrusting spells around her.” Gi does a poor imitation of her mother’s voice, playing up the theatrics for my entertainment. I watch her as she lovingly threads her belt through each of the loops on her trousers, it’s like watching a superhero put on their suit for the very first time. She does a turn in front of the mirror, smiles at her reflection, and then shoots finger guns at herself. I can’t help but smile too. I’m so in love with her, it hurts.

And here’s my belt buckle that inspired this:

I think most of you have already posted yours for the day, but I'll tag: @bookish-bogwitch @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @aristocratic-otter @roomwithanopenfire @stitchy-queerista @artsyunderstudy @noblecorgi @monbons @rimeswithpurple @ileadacharmedlife @facewithoutheart

[essycogany]

Amy’s Eye Color

Since I couldn’t get this off my mind I’ve decided to dive deep into the abyss of character design. I’ll mostly add on to what I said in my tags in the, “What Eye Color Looks Good On Amy Rose,” voting post and elaborate.

Short History

Amy’s eye color from the start of her redesign in Sonic Adventure has always been the same as Sonic’s. A warm green that use to be apart of Amy’s classic dress. Which is a nice detail in my opinion. The pink hedgehog’s eyes has been somewhat consistent with Sonic’s from official art, 3D models, to the comics.

It almost always been that way aside from Sonic X. Where her eyes are on the cooler side then Sonic’s. Jade or Emerald to be specific. Her eyes are closer to the color of jewelry. While Sonic has a warmer grassier colored green. I like jade or emerald on Amy’s eyes as well, but I want to keep the topic consistent and less complicated then it already is.

Anyways, I think the minor inconsistencies was done for artistic vision or whenever the lighting would change in the comics. To be honest I’ve noticed color inconsistencies all the time when it comes to Sonic characters. Which isn’t a bad thing. It just shows how much variety you can have when it comes to these characters.

My Thoughts On Amy’s Eye Color

I don’t mind Amy’s eyes being the same as Sonic’s. It doesn’t look bad on her and is one of the reasons her design is as iconic as it is. Especially since it’s been a part of her for so long.

But let’s get into why I personally prefer teal.

I’m no color theory expert, but I’ll do my best. Also, not every Sonic character or cartoon character period, follows these rules. Just a good majority of them do.

Sonic: Blue is a primary color and green is a secondary color. Because green complements blue Sonic’s eyes stands out. Not to mention they symbolize his energy and love for nature.

Blaze: Purple is a secondary color and gold is a primary color. Her purple fur works amazingly with her harsh gold eyes. Symbolizing her fire powers. Also I’ve noticed a few artist add a bit of a reddish orange to her and Silvers eyes and I think they look lovely.

Amy: She’s a bit complicated. Since her red dress takes up most of her design I’ll use it as Amy’s primary color. I believe teal would be a better secondary color for Amy because it stands out a bit better and is less harsh then green. It gives Amy a softer look too.

Teal and pink is also a wonderful combination in general because they balance each other out. With pink’s warmth and energy going with the teal’s calm and coolness. Giving off a more enchanted and mystical feeling to Amy’s eyes. It perfectly compliments her personality too because she’s an energetic character with a soft and sweet nature.

Here are some characters with similar color tones:

They’re not all similar characteristically, but what most of them have in common is they’re kind natured and they’ll protect the people they care about. Just like a certain pink hedgehog.

See how the eyes are the first thing you notice?

These are around what I have in mind( jade/emerald are cooler greens so they work too):

The main reason I prefer Amy’s eyes to be teal is due to a lot of amazing fan-artist. I won’t give out names, (because there’s a bunch of them) but they are so brilliant and I appreciate what they bring to the Sonic feast of wonderful art.

I’ve seen it so much to the point when I think “Amy Rose,” I see her with teal eyes. I know it’s silly, but that’s genuinely what I feel works for her. Besides I enjoy talking about weird topics like these. It keeps the mind turning, you know.

I appreciate the official artist and 3D models as well. Even if Amy’s eyes are barely ever teal, she still looks wonderful without them because of those talented people.

Conclusion

Will Amy’s eyes ever be teal? Probably not. Does any of this matter? No.

Teal eyes or not Amy Rose is a wonderful Sonic character. I hope you had fun with me on exploring this wild world of colors and character design.

Stay Creative! 💜

[kozumesphone]

02 ✦ pushing me further, pulling me closer, some sorta chemistry ? ༄.°

𝒽wang hyunjin x f!reader

masterlist . . . ✰

𓆩♡𓆪 𝒶n : hdjwjdjjs this part took a while to post even tho I had all the content ready, sorryyyy 😭🙏 also the fluff in this chapter is so cute, if I do say so myself hehe. look forward to the next chapter too (: ! plus, since this series is only a five-part fic, everything is much more fast paced than I wanted it to be. so i’ll probably end up writing bonus scenes for backstories or the aftermath of the ending (: anywayy, hope you enjoy mls ilysm <3 thanks for reading 🩶

𓆩♡𓆪 𝓌arnings + tags : oc (jae-won) to add some drama , oc (ae-ri) : y/n’s best friend at her school , fake dating , hyune and reader attend prep school , holding hands , swearing a little bit (‘bitch’) , name-calling (‘loser’) , mention of hyune meeting reader’s parents , unserious talks about marriage and blessings , best friend!hyunjin , non-idol au , high school au , f!reader , best friends who do more-than-best-friends things , fluff , smart!hyune x smart!reader , cutesy hand holding , banter ;

𓆩♡𓆪 𝓌c : 947

DAY #02 . . .

the next day, hyunjin told me he was going on a trip with his family, so he wouldn’t come to prep school. I wondered if I should just attend my classes online since he won’t be there anyway.

I quickly texted him an hour before I left for prep school.

‘so, you aren’t coming today?’

he didn’t read my message even by the time I was leaving for prep school, so I just assumed he had no internet, wherever he was.

I decided to attend my classes offline since the other guys would be there too.

I walked to prep school with my earphones in, playing my ‘anti-romantic’ playlist, wondering how my imaginary boyfriend would walk with me everyday, if I had one.

about 10 minutes after the class settled down, hyunjin ran into class. he looked at me as soon as he entered, and I opened my mouth in a look of betrayal.

“I thought you said you weren’t gonna come! I almost didn’t come today because of that!” I whisper-yelled at him, as he unzipped his bag, taking his seat beside me.

“‘course I came. I couldn’t miss seeing your pretty face, now, could I?” he smirked at me, and class continued.

our physics and biology lectures ended soon enough, and all of us walked down the stairs to the ground floor.

we stood outside the building, talking and laughing, like always, as we waited for each of our friends to get picked up by their parents, because they lived farther away.

felix, who lives closer that the others, split ways from us soon, as we began walking home.

hyunjin always drops me home before walking to his house, because he lives just a little farther than I do, and my house was on the way to his.

as we were walking to my house, one of the new kids from our school, jae-won, who my friends thought liked me, was also behind us. he lived in the same apartment as I did, and went to the same prep school too, just for different classes.

he was always kind of weird, though, and definitely did not understand the concept personal space whatsoever. and I did not like him at all. I told hyunjin the same thing, twice, before. he also thought jae-won was creepy.

“you know what we should do?” hyunjin whispered to me.

I had thought about it a few times before and wondered if I should really ask hyunjin the question i’d been meaning to.

“what if we… fake date… just in front of jae-won?” I asked.

“I was literally just thinking the exact same thing,” he grinned at me. I smiled in relief. “I have the practical experience, and you have so much of the theory experience, don’tcha?”

I gasped at his mention of my binge reading era of romance novels with the fake dating tropes. he truly did know me at my weirdest moments, huh.

something also itched in my brain at his mention of ‘practical experience’. I knew he had one bitchy girlfriend before, and I knew what they were up to, but still.

he suddenly held my hand, glancing over his shoulder to make sure jae-won was still watching, and started swinging our hands together. way too much.

“oi! you’re gonna break my ball and socket joint!” I yelled, as he swung our arms in circles.

“oh, smartypants! stop studying so much,” he complained at my use of ‘ball and socket joint’ instead of just ‘shoulder’.

“not my fault we just studied that, like, five minutes ago,” I muttered, rolling my eyes.

jae-won caught up with us in a while, and hyunjin whispered to me, smiling, “he probably saw all that.”

I hope he did.

jae-won stepped into the elevator and waited for me.

“oh, she’ll come later, you can go. good night,” hyunjin smiled, and jae-won nodded quietly, letting the automatic door close.

as soon as the doors closed, we both burst out laughing.

the next elevator was taking too long to come down, so we decided to walk up eight floors to my house.

such a bad idea.

“I should never have stopped going for my athletics classes,” I whined.

“how are you already tired? we’re literally still at the 3rd floor!” he laughed.

“shut up!”

he pulled our hands together, lacing his fingers through mine. “you don’t even know how to hold hands,” he rolled his eyes.

“excuse me, I hold hands with ae-ri everyday,” I said. he rolled his eyes again, and continued talking as if I never spoke. loser.

“you know that prank? one day i’d propose to you, and you’d think it was a joke, but i’d be serious? and then you’d say ‘yes’ and we’d end up being legally married?” he said, laughing.

“oh my god! that’s literally the plot of a book I saw on instagram!” I said, and explained a book plot to him.

the whole time our fingers were interlaced, I almost forgot about it.

we reached the eighth floor, and I said, “you should come say hi to my mum. she hasn’t seen you in two weeks. it’s the weekend anyway, come on. you’ll need my parents’ blessings if you wanna get married to me anyway,” I smirked.

“oh, i’m coming, fine, but don’t worry. I know I already have their blessings,” he smirked back at me. I mumbled a ‘whatever’ and rang my door bell.

the next 20 minutes were spent in conversation between my parents and him about how studies were going, and slowly the topic of the conversation shifted to the latest movies being released.

I could get used to this sight forever, I thought.

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[hanafubukki]

Hi sweet Hana i have a little question for you! do you have any blog recommendations for me? i would really like to follow more twst blogs! my only criteria is that they’re 18+ hehe :> i hope this is okay to ask! ♡ (also im being anonymous because i feel shy haha)

Hello Dear Anonie 🌺💚🌷

Of course this is okay to ask!! I love recommending blogs. Sharing people and stuff I love with others is my love language. 🥹💞🌺 It makes me happy to do so 💚💝

And no worries! Shy people unite! I know exactly how you feel for I am the same way. I am here for you ☺️💞💚🌷

You didn’t specify what kind of blogs besides the age: fics, art, theories, etc.

So I’ll add a bit of everything 💚💝

x Reader Fic Blogs

@malleleothreesome @dreamofjoys @dulcesiabits @lorkai @coralinnii @stormgardenscurse @traumxrei-archive @twstgarden @nanamisflowerfield @zgvlt @auugustus @wolken-himmel @livingininsomnia @twistedwonderlandimaginesblog @sara-scribbles @hisui-dreamer @da-birb-writes-sometimes @the-knaves-world @yaksha-lover @seawater-aurelia-writing @sierrascribbles

Platonic Fic Blogs

@serenescribe @memoryoflife @irafuwas @violetlunette @abysswalkersknight @chibi-celesti @admiraltdevanto @thelazyhermits

Art Blogs

@ghostedinkheart @touyudear @coolbattlegirl @coraldelusiondaze @tacc0yak1 @kitwasheree @rynpie @olivebranch311 @rayroseu @0rchidm4ntis @ventique18 @bannuu @nuitthegoddess @egophiliac @suntails

Theories/Thoughts/Facts

@prince-kallisto @moonlightequin1 @chernabogs @oddberryshortcake

What do you mean I can only tag 50?!? 😭😭 I have so many more 😔, let me know if you want more Anonie ☺️🌺💞

Some are not twst only blogs, they are multi-fandom and of course they don’t only write fics or make art and some do both etc. but I don’t think I need to clarify that. 🌺🌻🌷

Make sure you read their blog rules and such as well ☺️🌷🌻

They are really sweet and kind ☺️🌺💝🌻 so please be sure to check them out.

[greenhikingboots]

Jon’s Pre-Canon Crush

Okay, Jonsa fam. I’ve seen a lot of great posts, especially in the last few months, about Jon’s reactions to Val. Among them, there’s one particular vein I like to assume everyone loves as much as I do. That is, when Jon thinks of Val’s hair as silver vs. when he thinks of it as the color of dark honey. You’ve seen those metas, right? They explain the likelihood of Jon’s future connection to Dany being negative — The air tastes cold. / My tongue is too numb to tell. All I taste is cold. — while his future connection to Sansa will be positive — It had been a long while since Jon Snow had seen a sight so lovely.

Well, in this post I want to expand on the angle of Val-is-sometimes-a-stand-in-for-Sansa. Only, I don’t want to speculate on what will happen between Jon and Sansa in the future, if we ever get GRRM’s last two books. Enough people have already done that, and they’ve done it so wonderfully that I have little to add. Instead, as the title of this post says, I want to focus on Jon’s pre-canon crush. More specifically: I want to focus on what Jon’s thoughts and feelings about Val say about his thoughts and feelings about Sansa.

But let me lay some groundwork first, okay? Until a few weeks ago, I went back and forth on pre-canon crush theories. I agreed they held a lot of potential and were a lot of fun to daydream about — a great premise for a one-shot, to be sure! Oh, and I’ve always loved it when people said things like, “Hey, Jon, your Targaryen is showing.” That’s classic stuff. But did I really think GRRM meant to hint at prior feelings rather than just laying a foundation for future feelings? Again, until a few weeks ago, I wasn’t totally convinced either way. But now I am fully committed to the Pre-Canon Crush Camp, assigned to cabin Jon-Had-Feelings-for-Sansa. [Did Sansa have feelings for Jon too? Ummm maybe? I think there’s some evidence to support that, but not as much. But, hey, that’s not the point of this post. Sorry. Moving on.] So what changed? Well, basically some ideas I’d previously had sunk in on a deeper level. It started with this post from @sherlokiness. It talks about GRRM commenting on a discrepancy in the books, two occasions where Jeyne Westerling’s physical descriptions do not match up. GRRM said the discrepancies were a mistake, a really unfortunate one because it distracts from the times when he intentionally included discrepancies of physical appearances. And basically us Jonsas loved it. Like, “Yep! Make sense! We assumed as much already, Mr. Martin.” And that’s because of the canon line mentioned earlier, right? You know the whole thing, don’t you? Oh, but you want me to quote it here anyway? Okay, fine, I’ll oblige.

They [Ghost and Val] look as though they belong together. Val was clad all in white [bleh, bleh, bleh] …but her eyes were blue, her long braid the color of dark honey, her cheeks flushed red from the cold. It had been a long while since Jon Snow had seen a sight so lovely.

Direwolf. Lots of white. Suspicious ellipses. Blue eyes. Long braid the color of dark honey. Right, okay, got it.  [BTW. Did you know there’s also a point, early on, where Val’s described as having high cheekbones? You know, a feature Sansa has as well!?!?] Anyway, when I saw sherlokiness’s post about GRRM’s comments and the Jonsas relating it to that canon scene with Ghost and Val, I reblogged it. Naturally. And in the tags I said something like, “I’ll have to double check but I’m pretty sure the willowy creature line comes after this line. As in, maybe Jon knew exactly who Val reminded him in that moment and he was trying to talk himself out of his pre-canon crush coming back to the surface.” I’m paraphrasing here. My tags were probably not as clear as that. Also, I was being a bit facetious. It was a thought I’d had before, but just a passing one. Again (AGAIN! Do I say that too much?), I’d been going back and forth about pre-canon crush theories for a long time. But @agentrouka-blog saw my tags and was like, “You might be onto something there.” And then @zimshan saw my tags too and did the double check for me. Thanks! And guess what? GUESS WHAT, JONSA FAM!? I was right about the order. First, Jon sees Ghost and Val, thinks her eyes are blue and her hair is like dark honey, and it is a lovely sight. Second, this line:

Val looked the part [of a princess] and rode as if she had been born on horseback. A warrior princess, he decided, not some willowy creature who sits up in a tower, brushing her hair and waiting for some knight to rescue her.

But guess what else? The order isn’t even the most striking thing. The most striking thing is how closely these two lines appear to one another — within just a few pages!!! That's what zimshan said. So I went back to read it myself. Not just the two lines to check the order, but a little before, and a little after, and everything in between. If you want, you can do the same. It’s ADWD Jon XI.

Want to know what stuck out to me most? The willowy creature line actually seems… so odd, and out of place, and unnecessary. I swear to you. Let me try to explain.

Basically, by that point in the chapter, Jon has already clearly established his take on Val. She’s beautiful, everyone knows it, but she’s more than that. She’s strong and capable. She found Tormund and brought him back to Castle Black when Jon’s Night’s Watch Rangers couldn’t manage it. Like, Jon’s thankful for Val, okay? 

Oh, and he also seems aware that he holds her in higher regard than the rest of the men who keep calling her a princess even though she’s not one. I think he feels smug about it, to be honest. Like, he wouldn’t use these words because it’s ASOIAF, but he knows he’s a budding feminist and he’s proud of himself for it. Like, “I’m so much better than these asshats who don’t respect women and think all Val has to offer is her pretty face.”

How great is that? I love book Jon so much.

Where was I, though? Oh! Oh, oh, oh! This next part is key. Up until the willowy creature line, Jon has not had a single disparaging thought about Val. Val being cruel about Shireen’s greyscale hasn’t happened yet. But for some reason — *Getting too executed. Brain malfunctioning!*

AH! I SWEAR JONSA FAM! If you read the willowy creature in fuller context, it comes across as if Jon’s correcting himself for having a disparaging thought about Val, like he’s reminding himself of who she truly is. She’s a warrior princess, not a willowy creature. But like, why? Why does Jon feel the need to do this? He hasn’t had a disparaging thought about Val, so why correct himself as if he has?

Just because she’s beautiful? Just because he’s tired of other men calling her a princess? I mean, I guess that could be the whole story. That’s certainly how we’re supposed to take it, if we’re taking it at face value. But I’m not convinced. Go read it again, and I think you’ll see that when the willowy creature line happens, it actually feels like a weird logic leap.

The dots aren’t connecting because one dot is missing!!!! Let me put a pin in that for a moment while I turn to other mini metas in our Jonsa fandom. Antis like to say, “Jon doesn’t like girls like Sansa. He doesn't like willowy creatures, he said so himself.” But we know that’s crap, right? The boy who liked Ygritte’s gentle side? The boy who helps Alys Karstark by marrying her to Sigorn? The boy who dreamed his mother was a highborn lady with kind eyes? The boy who wanted to show his hypothetical wife Winterfell’s glass gardens and bath with her in the hot pools?

Yeah, that boy is a budding feminist, like I said.

So again I ask (AGAIN!) why would Jon — who is not especially critical of women in general and has not been critical of Val at all up to this point — feel the need to correct himself by thinking this critical thing about willowy creatures? In other words, why does he lift up Val by putting down some vague idea of other women he’s never had a problem with before?

Well, obviously it turns out that I believe my facetious, tongue in cheek tags more than I realized when I wrote them. My position is that somewhere in the two pages between ...a long while since Jon had seen a sight so lovely… and ...not some willowy creature who sits up in a tower, brushing her hair… Jon realized Val reminded him of Sansa, he felt guilty and ashamed about it, and then felt the need to do damage control. And because guilt and shame are icky, confusing feelings, his damage control took the form of being critical of Sansa even though he isn’t normally critical of such women. 

Am I making sense? How do I explain myself further? Like, why am I so stuck on this idea Jon’s willowy creature line being two pages after the Ghost and Val looking lovely together line must mean Jon had a pre-canon crush?

I think the crux is what I said about the willowy creature line feeling like a weird logic leap — like the dots aren’t connecting because one is missing. The missing dot is Jon being aware that he’s mentally swapped Val with Sansa. He just doesn’t acknowledge this on the page.

Let me be extra clear. I’m now differing from several others who have written about pre-canon crush theories in that I think Jon was aware of his crush. I’ve seen many say it’s all subconscious. But this stuff with Val makes me think otherwise.

I mean, I know Jon has a pattern of dissociation. For him, thinking, and speaking, and acting from his subconsciousness is a common occurrence. So, yes, he could have subconsciously thought Val looked like Sansa and subconsciously felt guilty and ashamed and therefore subconsciously decided to do damage control by subconsciously reminding himself Val is a warrior princess and therefore not a willowy creature.

But I think GRRM was hinting at an exception to Jon’s pattern with these canon lines. Because if the first part is happening subconsciously — Jon thinking Val looks like Sansa and that it’s a lovely sight — then he wouldn’t feel the need to do damage control afterwards? If he wasn’t aware of thinking of Sansa in that moment, isn’t it more likely he’d just carry on with taking Val to meet Selyse, and the odd, out of place, unnecessary line about a willowy creature wouldn’t have been included? What else, what else?

I said earlier that I think Jon’s crush is an innocent, not sexual thing. Let me expand on that. And uuuuuhhhhh... let me clarify that I think that might be changing some over time.  My guess is when Jon was younger, his thoughts were more along these lines: “Sansa is pretty, and a proper lady, and everything men are taught to want. She’ll be a good wife for someone someday. Obviously not me. That’s sinful, I don’t want it, and I’m a bastard so I can’t marry a highborn lady anyway. But objectively, Sansa’s a good catch.” Which kinda matches how Jon thinks of Val at times, right? Like, she’s a catch but he doesn’t want her. He’s not taking Winterfell and a Wife because Winterfell belongs to Sansa and he’s a man of the Night’s Watch, dammit! But hang on a second. Sometimes Jon’s thoughts about Val are more elicit, aren’t they? He thinks about the size of her breasts and she’s the hypothetical wife he pictures romancing in Winterfell. Don’t worry, I’m not saying I’m secretly a Jon/Val shipper. What I’m getting at is this other thing we’ve talked about in the Jonsa fandom. Jone projects his general desires onto Val. He’s getting older. He’s unhappy at the Wall. Winterfell isn’t Robb’s like he thought it would be, and Bran and Rickon are thought to be dead. And Stannis is offering Winterfell and Val to him. Plus he’s now been intimate with a woman, Ygritte. So he knows that sex feels nice. All in all, Jon’s becoming more in tune with wanting Winterfell, and a wife, and a family, and wanting to fu—

You get the idea. ;)

Soooooo. If you buy into the premise that A) Jon considered Sansa a good catch when they were younger B) He’s thinking more and more about romance and sex C) Val is also a good catch and easy to project feelings onto and D) Woopsies, Val just reminded me of Sansa! Well, then where does all that leave Jon? Feeling like he needs to distance himself from positive thoughts about Sansa, right? But without ever thinking her name because of his pattern of dissociation and because GRRM is tricky like that.  Am I making my point clearer, or just talking in circles?  Like, I know plenty of people have already said Val is a switch-back-and-forth-stand-in-for-other-characters. The first two short paragraphs of this post mentions those metas.  But holy smokes! If Jon is aware of A-D mentioned above, that adds a fascinating layer of subtext to his scenes with and thoughts about Val.  Let’s talk about it forever!

Just kidding. I think I’m almost done here.  Basically, I think the willowy creature line is Jon knowingly saying to himself, “Yikes, the thoughts I had about Sansa in the past didn’t bother me much because they were 99% innocent. But they are less innocent now and that’s a problem! You can’t like Sansa! Don’t confuse Sansa with Val,  dummy! Val is a warrior princess! Sansa is a willowy creature and willowy creatures are bad!”

Okay, sure, Jon.  Let me wrap up with one more canon line.

Of Sansa brushing out Lady’s coat and singing to herself. You know nothing, Jon Snow.

We often link this line to Ygritte for obvious reasons, but I’m now in the habit of linking it more to Val and the canon lines mentioned previously. I think GRRM wrote a the three lines — a sight so lovely + willow creature + of Sansa brushing out Lady’s coat — as a subtle continuation of one another. Us Jonsas saw the potential for underlying romantic feelings in the last one, that’s nothing new. But I want to add that it’s a direct contrast to the willowy creature line. As Jon is bleeding out, he can no longer be bothered to put up a front and pretend he doesn’t have feelings for Sansa, feelings that have gotten more complicated as of late.

Oh so subtle. Really not that much different than what others have said before me. But different enough I wanted to mention it. Now someone put it in a fanfic!!

[songclangen]

info

hi! this is songclan, a clangen account where i post event updates about my pixel kitty cats. right now i’m updating daily because i’m hyperfocused on this clan and have enough free time to do so but that’s subject to change

see bottom of post for tw tags. anyway, i am not used being super organized with tags so i will definitely fail at being consistent, but the general idea is this:

#songclangen - literally all posts surrounding songclan. other people are allowed to use this as well if they want to post fanart or anything like that! but yeah all events, extra art, memes about songclan etc are in there.

#songclan events - these are the moon event updates based on the game!

(here they are in chronological order, though this works best on desktop!)

#songclan sprites - sprites for characters in songclan. i usually add sprites of new characters than join directly on the event post, but feel free to ask for any sprite you’d like to see anytime, and it will also be under this tag

#songclan lore - i haven’t added much in this tag yet, but it’s basically just canon or headcanons that i write, potentially stories about songclan’s past or present. if anyone sends in an elaborate theory, fanfic or anything of the sort, i might remember to put it here

#songclan allegiances - will add to this one when the time is right (when we get to moon 50)

#songclan polls - i like polls

#songclan art - art of songclan characters that i or someone else makes that isn't an event post

#songclan fic - little stories i write.....and if anyone wants to send some in it'll be here!

#not songclan art - art that i make that isn't of songclan characters

#songclan memes - that sort of thing

#asks - yep. asks. 

HERE is a link to the big prongsloe family tree!

clangen is a game with occasionally quite gruesome events surrounding animal death, sickness, abuse and injury. i assume that most people following my account are familiar with warrior cats and are relatively comfortable with how dark those books can get, so i usually don’t tw tag unless it’s like…pretty darn bad. 

TW tags:

#animal injury - if it’s a relatively gnarly injury with blood and such i’ll most likely tag it, but scratches, dislocated joints and stuff like that most likely won’t be tagged

#animal death - any post where a cat character dies, or if there’s a drawing of a dead fox for example (haven’t drawn anything like that yet but maybe at some point), it will be here. dead prey will not be under this tag

#animal abuse - sometimes there are events where humans hurt cats, posts mentioning that will be under here

if i forget to tag something you definitely think should be under one of these let me know, but yeah warrior cats is occasionally dark. so...expect some occasional darkness.

[kkolg]

Info dump for The new dawn au?

oh boy I might ramble

getting this out of the way it definitely takes a lot of inspiration form a ton of other things like my other stories/au’s and WARRIOR CATS OF ALL THINGS, it’s always there🧎‍♀️uhm I’m pretty sure I’ll add little hints here and there for different story elements, I really like hiding secret things in my art including secret messages hidden in the dark where you need to brighten the image and such- I’ll probably say something in the tags to let people know :)

erm erm uhhh story stuff I guess, I actually have a little nod to myself in the au with an alternate version of my sona s.d. K which I need to actually draw- she’s not really me in the au more of her own character cause she’s pretty important but I just thought I’d point that out :D

there are a lot of monsters in the rogue group of dd’s that I plan to draw, with one you might have seen already >:]

gonna say again that parallels in this au are very important, if you’re able to figure out who is sorta supposed to represent who then you might be able to figure out a good chunk of the story, I love theories btw and I’d love to hear them if anyone may have some‼️

Kim’s corruption isn’t what you may think it is, it’s not a virus, it’s not the solver

I’ve given a lot of hints about it actually, so take with that what you will

EDIT: ALSO FUN FACT KIM IS TAKES INSPO FROM MORDECAI LACKADAISY AND C-1 TAKES INSPO FROM JAYFEATHER AND YK FNAF STUFF THANK YOU BYEEEEEE

[reds-skull]

Not Alive, Nor Dead

[PREV PART] [AO3]

This one started horrible to write and ended up fun, so if the beginning feels off that's why.

Love reading the theories in the tags! Not gonna say which one of you is right though, if any...

Price’s temporary office is about as big as a broom closet, with barely enough space to fit a desk, 2 chairs, and a couple of huge 141 operatives.

The Captain has been rubbing at his temples for the past few minutes, no doubt unsuccessfully trying to ward off a massive headache. Ghost shares the sentiment. This entire day was nothing but misery.

They’ve been debriefing about their shitshow of a mission for several hours now.

“Let me get this straight”, Price starts, “you brought Soap with you to Limbo… and he came out unharmed?”

“Yes sir.”

“How could you possibly know he wouldn’t get dragged in?” Price shoots a glare towards him.

“I didn’t.” Ghost swallows, “I… I was certain he’s dead either way.”

Ghost flexes his hands, eyes drifting away from Price as he returns to his thoughts. It stands to logic that whoever was in the protective light around him would’ve been safe from the grasping hands of its victims.  But he never actually tried it.

Nobody lives through Limbo, is the first rule of his powers.

There’s a reason his personal file reads “Limbo survivability: 0%”.

Price’s voice cuts through the air, “this changes everything about how you could operate on field… Shepherd would be ecstatic.” he finished with a bleak tone.

A sudden chill shoots through his veins. The General would squeeze every drop he could off of Limbo. Ghost can see how he would react, ordering him to use it on field again and again, now while Price and Garrick and Johnny are all in the line of fire-

“Which is why he won’t know about this.” Price asserts.

Ghost falters. “You’re breaking regs for me?”

The Captain offers him a tired but kind smile, “won’t be the first time, son.”

Ghost’s shoulders slumped in relief, and he projected his gratitude to Price’s mind. He doesn’t think words would do justice to what he’s feeling right about now.

The Captain sighs, “I reckon I tortured you enough for one day, Lieutenant. Dismissed.”

Ghost rises to leave when Price adds, “don’t think I’ve forgotten about what your Reaper said, Simon. We’ll talk about it another day.”

Ghost truly can’t wait.

His feet take him to medical, where Soap still better be. If the Sergeant minimizes his injuries now, after everything they’ve been through, Ghost swears he’ll actually send him to Limbo.

The nurse he left Johnny with rushes to stop him from wandering around and probably scaring her patients dead.

She informs Ghost that Sergeant MacTavish is in one of the resting rooms, and that Garrick is currently visiting him. He mutters a vague thanks and makes his way towards his room.

From a distance, he can already hear the Sergeants’ shared laughter, and a stone is lifted from his stomach.

“-I don’t think I’ve seen Cap make that face before, he squished his face like a confused babe-” Gaz’s words travel through the half opened door. Ghost takes a moment to just listen to the two of them giggling with no care in the world, and pushes the door fully open.

The two immediately quiet down and snap their gaze at him. Gaz talks first, “finally out of Price’s clutches?” he says with a half smile.

Ghost continues to stand in the entrance, “looked almost as tired as me by the end of it.”

Garrick smirks, and stands up from the chair situated besides Soap’s bed. “Well, I’ll go make sure he doesn’t fall asleep in his office again. Can’t forget the time he messed up his back for a week because of it.”

He passes by Ghost to walk out, but before he leaves completely, whispers, “he’s gonna be fine, don’t worry too much”, and with a pat on the shoulder leaves Ghost staring at Soap.

The Scot dimmed a little after Gaz’s departure, “ye can sit down, I’m sure yer dead tired.” he nods to the newly vacated chair.

Ghost takes him on the offer and lowers to the sit with a long exhale. He looks over Johnny, trying to figure out how far along his healing is, but is unable to due to the clothes he still wears.

“Can I see the… gunshot wounds?” He relents eventually.

Soap raises a brow, “curious huh? Wanna see how fast I can heal-”

“Sergeant.” Ghost warns.

Soap sighs and pouts, hesitating for a moment before lifting his shirt. Ghost leans forward to examine the injuries more closely - the holes are almost completely sealed, muscles and skin woven together, tightening in front of his eyes.

“Does it still hurt?” he looks up at Johnny.

Soap frowns, “a wee bit”, he drops the hem and lets the shirt fall.

They sit in silence, Ghost becoming increasingly overwhelmed with which question he wants to ask first, if he should be happy, or if he should be screaming at the Sergeant for making him believe for one horrible second that he’s going to die.

The Sergeant saves him from his downward spiral, “I dinea know they redacted that power on my files.”

Flaming fingers fidgeting over the thin blanket catch Ghost’s attention. “Your file rivals mine with how much is blacked out.” And he doesn’t say it lightly; his own file doesn’t even have his legal name.

“I knew they’ve been removing things since… my Reaping.” the small flames continue to be put out by Johnny’s movements.

“Why?” 

And isn’t that the question of the century. Ghost looks at Soap’s face, the taut features that tell him the answer is as always. 

‘I can’t tell you.’

Soap surprises him however, when he huffs, “they don’t want people getting the wrong idea on how strong I am.”

He must see how confused Ghost is, because he continues, “I uh… did something on my Reaping. If I could do that again, well… I don’t know if they would’ve let me on the team.”

“I assume you can’t tell me what.”

Johnny laughs, “if I could, I would’ve a long time ago, LT”.

Ghost crosses his arms. He’s sure he’ll have about 50 working theories on what Soap has done by the end of the day, but for now he wants to focus on the Sergeant in front of him.

He miserably remembers what he’s done, how he forced him into Limbo…

“Did you close your eyes?”

“Huh?”

“When we were in Limbo, did you close your eyes?”

Soap tilts his head in perplexity, “aye… why?”

Ghost shakes his head, “rather you not see how fucked up that place is.”

He was never too proud of Limbo, not with the origins of the power, but after it became such a hateful place he lost any reason to like the void.

“You make it sound like it's literal hell, Ghost.” Johnny mutters.

Ghost rolls his eyes, “would be an apt comparison.”

The Sergeant straightens, “it’s not! It’s far too…” he slumps again, “sad. I could hear them crying down there.”

Ghost doesn’t want to tell him Limbo isn’t usually like that. Doesn’t need Johnny to know his victims were sobbing because his own emotions effected them.

Instead, he veers the conversation away, “don’t tell anyone you’ve been there.”

It’s Soap’s turn to ask why.

“No one ever went into Limbo and left alive beside me.”

The Sergeant’s eyes widen, “yer gonna hide it from Shepherd…”

“The Captain suggested it. I’d rather you not ruin his entire career.” Ghost drawls flatly.

“Aye sir, yer secrets are safe with me.” Johnny gives him a reassuring smile.

Ghost doesn’t think he understands just how much he trusts that statement. He exhales, “don’t make me think you’re about to kick it again, that clear?”

Johnny’s smile dampens, his eyes fill with guilt, “yes sir.”

Soap was released not long after they finished their little chat, the medics deeming him stable enough to walk around. They appeared more experienced with healing-type revenants than other bases he’s been on.

Ghost kept watch by his side while they walked down to mess, the two of them famished and tired after everything.

The cheering coming from the large room proved to be caused by the Vaqueros’ return. Alejandro and Rodolfo, along with Gaz and Price, were sitting in one table and talking among themselves.

When Rodolfo picked them out from the crowd he rose to stand in front of Johnny, “I heard you were in medical hermano, are you well?”

Soap gave him an easy grin, “aye, had a couple of bullets in me, but I’m all good now.”

Rodolfo’s mouth dropped, and his eyes jumped between Soap and Ghost, “I uh, I’m glad?”

His Sergeant turned to give him a bold smirk that told him Soap enjoying messing with Rodolfo, the poor man a little too out of the loop.

The three of them were called to the table and they joined the rest.

“El Sin Nombre is looking for revenants” Alejandro began. Him, Rodolfo and the 141 were summarizing what each squad found during their last missions, “the stronger, the higher their value.”

Rodolfo added, “his other target is civilians, specifically poor and young, at recruitment age.”

“But he’s not recruiting them, is he?” Gaz asks.

“No. You don’t give weapons to people you kidnap and let them loose on the streets, expecting they’ll stay loyal to you.”

Not unless you torture them to the point of breaking, Ghost muses darkly.

He throws the dog tags he snagged from the body at the cartel’s house, “one of the four bodies we found was one Sergeant Anderson, a revenant with an ability to breathe underwater.”

“The other three, appeared to be civilians, died from drowning.” Soap remarks.

Price narrows his eyes, “sounds like they’re playing with revenant powers.”

“It’s never gonna work”, Garrick snarls, “you can’t transfer powers, you can’t choose who will become a revenant, and you can’t choose what power you get.”

The room becomes silent, until Johnny murmurs, “unless you kill them the same way other revenants died.”

“Still won’t work”, Ghost retorts, “too many variables. Revenant might attract a different Reaper.”

Price stops them both, “whatever they’re trying to do, they’re messing with powers beyond anyone’s understanding. If they figure out a way to reliably make revenants…”

“They’ll have an army of supernatural soldiers.” Alejandro snarls.

The Captain nods firmly.

 Ghost shifts in place. There’s much more on the scale than any of them originally thought.

“What’s our next move?” Soap questions determinedly.

Rodolfo points to the file on the table, “we need to get El Sin Nombre. He’s our only connection to the international trafficking.”

Alejandro grins widely, “exactamente”.

The Captain starts collecting his own files, “I’ll get in contact with Laswell, see what she can give us.” He glances at Ghost, “we need to inform Shepherd as well.”

They’re all preparing to leave when a knock sounds on the door.

Alejandro calls them in, and a soldier pops their head, “Comandante, the American PMC is here.”

“Captain Price! Good to see you again, pal.”

Price’s moustache twitches, “Philip Graves.” Ghost can hear the thought leaking from his head, ‘can’t say the same.’

The Shadow Company commander is non the wiser, and does a quick sweep on the soldiers on the tarmac, when his eyes land on Ghost.

“Lieutenant Ghost! Heard great things about you. Terrible, but great things”, the American smiles in a way that makes Ghost’s eye twitch to close.

He hates him already.

Ghost decides to answer, as this muppet will work with them for the next few weeks, “haven’t heard shite about you mate.”

The way Graves stops his flaunting is quite amusing, Ghost decides. “You a revenant, Graves?” He goes on with his ribbing.

Graves licks his teeth before smacking his lips, “no.”

He huffs in return, in what might be interpreted as a laugh. Johnny seems to be holding back his own giggles, having an overtly serious face that Ghost finds hilarious.

Alejandro spares Graves from Ghost’s public shaming (and what a pity that is), “welcome to Los Vaqueros base, Commander.”

The men shake hands. Ghost looks behind Graves, at the PMC soldiers unloading crates after crates of weapons and firearms.

Oh well, he supposes he can deal with the yank as long as he has a use.

Okay I know Ghost roasting Graves is ooc but it's so funny to me

[croissantlover24]

Introduction

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[novantinuum]

Pink Onyx AU- An Analysis and Theory Post, Part 4

[Part 1] | [Part 2] | [Part 3] | [Part 4- You are here!] | [Part 5]

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Woo we’re almost there! This is part 4 of my analysis series on the excellent @pink-onyx-au comic made by @ceephorsshitshow. If you haven’t already, please check out the first three parts- linked above- for more information on what these posts are all about. A lot of this analysis will build on what came previously.

And with that stated, bingo bongo, an interlude-! 

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Interlude: The analyst’s treasure is also in the tags

I’ve noticed a few little extra notes in the tumblr post tags before, but until I started this project I didn’t notice how decently common they were in the first few chapters. My jaw kinda fell to the goddamn ground when I realized the sheer wealth of vital information these tags give us about Onyx’s base personality before it even could fully surface in the comic.

There’s a few of these secret tag messages in Episode 3 while Jasper is taking Onyx on a fusion power spin as well, but I find the meaning of those tags to be a bit more tricky to summarize my take on, so I’ll just be focusing on the tags we can find peppered in Episodes 4 and 5.

Aight. So, Episode 4. We see secret tags start to crop up every few pages starting on page 11.

(Episode 4: Page 11)

Tags:  “i hear”

The meaning of this one is pretty straightforward. The budding personality of their fusion hears a name they really like. Next up…

(Episode 4: Page 13)

Tags: “why would i be nicer”

Here’s where we get to see a bit of that personality peeking through. The mostly Steven-fronting comment in the first frame is dappled with a bit of Onyx’s pink, so they seem to show some interest in the idea of identifying as an Onyx made for Earth. But also, does that mean they have to be nice? Do they even want to be “the nice Onyx?” 

Because, maybe instead… 

(Episode 4: Page 15)

Tags: “maybe i can do both”

Whatever kind of personality is developing here is one of rich contrasts. Via the tags and the speech bubbles, we can see that Onyx agrees with both suggestions that are given here simultaneously. A protector of all life on Earth, while also being a no-craps taken brute of a leader. Earth’s ultimate champion, mayhaps.

From now on, the tails of Onyx’s speech bubbles are tinted THEIR pink, even when Steven or Jasper are fronting. Onyx is slowly but surely coming more to the forefront.

(Episode 4: Page 20)

Tags: “would i be great?”

However, there’s a great bit of insecurity brimming within them. A lot of self-doubt. Would Onyx be great? It’s not hard to understand one of the reasons why they harbor these doubts. Just in this episode alone, Jasper referred to this fusion as “ugly” and was really pessimistic about their powers. I don’t think Steven is innocent when it comes to adding to Onyx’s whole little insecurity complex here, though…

Throughout this chapter, Steven’s got this leading goal of trying to heal all the damage he and Jasper caused to their surroundings the night before. Even though in later chapters he states that fusions are more than just tools, in this case, using Onyx as a tool to repair the woods is all he’s fused for. Thus, I think Onyx is innately aware of that, too… of the fact that if they don’t provide a useful “service” to the both of them, they won’t have any reason to fuse and let them exist.

Now, moving on to the two comments we see from them in the tags in Episode 5:

(Episode 5: Page 12)

Tags: “is that me?”

I don’t really have anything to add to this one, it’s just really fucking wholesome, lol. Look at that toothy little blep.

(Episode 5: Page 16)

Tags: “how do you want me to be?”

Aaaand then this one is just really sad. There’s another big ol’ chip on Onyx’s shoulder to add to the insecurity pile. One of their components thinks their “big, stupid body” is just absolutely useless? Well, how does Jasper want them to be, then? How can they prove that they’re worth her time? That they’re worth existing?

And in fact, this exact question is what plagues a lot of Onyx’s actions when they officially embark on their first long stint as themself.

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Question Six: What do we learn about Onyx from their first big day out?

When Steven and Jasper finally form Onyx again after the events of the episode “Stuck With You,” their fusion is wracked with feelings of inadequacy and a continual drive to prove their own worth to their components. 

(Episode 8: Page 14)

This manifests in that classic sort of “gifted child” type of way. Like… they’re the fusion of one of the strongest jaspers out there and a diamond, yeah? Shouldn’t they instantly know who they are and what they’re capable of? Shouldn’t everything be easy for them?

Alas, however, they’re the fusion of probably the most mentally unstable jasper and diamond there is. So while they eventually figure out how to combine their weapons into a sick set of clawed shields, the celebration is dampened by the realization that… there isn’t much point to their existence at all anymore, is there? The weapon they wield… the niche they’ve already carved out for themself within their mind… doesn’t serve much of any purpose in this peaceful Era 3.

(Episode 8: Page 16)

Thus, what purpose would Jasper and Steven have for fusing to allow them to exist? Everything is transactional to Onyx, at this point. If they can’t prove their usefulness to the two of them, then in their head, their components will never have a reason to fuse. 

And so Onyx gets right to work trying to make themself indispensable. 

(Episode 8: Page 18)

Hey, ow. That really hurt to read you say, Onyx. 

They’ve barely existed for more than a few minutes and they’re already falling into the same pitfalls as their components.

After spending some time cleaning up the campsite and finding food for the bunnies and “Jasper’s ugly plant” (this line always makes me giggle), Onyx moves to take a selfie on Steven’s phone… only to realize that the dink friggin’ forgot it at home. Which brings them to their driving cause for all of Episode 9: 

(Episode 8: Page 21)

Sneaking through Beach City without being caught so they can retrieve Steven’s phone.

What really fascinates me about this newfound purpose is that for the first time in their whole existence, it’s a completely self-serving mission. Steven does not need his phone at this moment, and if he desperately did, they could easily just unfuse to allow him to sprint back and grab it. No, no… the reason Onyx wants to grab Steven’s phone is exclusively because they want to take a picture of themself to leave in his camera roll as a way of cementing tangible proof of their existence in this world. Even if it’s just an incognito photo of themself on a single phone. 

It’s the silent cry of a fusion who- after many nights of existing as mere whispers of personality in the background of two individuals scrambling for control in the same body- desperately wants to be remembered as an individual.

And thus begins Episode 9, titled “Steven For a Day.”

(Episode 9: Page 8)

The most basic meaning of this title is obvious when Onyx shapeshifts into a silly lil Steven double (Onyx plays Steven Tag WHEN?), but there’s a deeper meaning, too.

(Episode 9: Page 14)

Throughout this whole section of the comic, Onyx progressively hides more and more of their natural features to try and “blend in” and hide their true identity from the Gems and humans around them. First it’s shapeshifting into Steven to begin with… then a failed attempt to hide their second set of arms… then it’s closing their lower set of eyes to obscure those… next, hiding the gem on their face by letting it sink deeper into their head… then, plastering a bandaid over it to mask it entirely.

With each and every corner they turn in Beach City, they’re erasing more and more of themself.

Because instinctively, a part of them already knows (or at least, thinks) that they would not be welcome here if people were to know who they actually are.

Like, geeze. They’ve barely existed as themself for a few hours and yet they’ve already perfected the art of internalized shame.

Does this basic scenario sound a little familiar?

Well, it should.

(He would not be welcome here if people were to know who he actually is.)

To me, this entire episode reads as a metaphoric little glimpse at how Steven feels about being in public after his “meltdown.”

(Episode 9: Page 17)

I found this moment with Dewey interesting. Here’s a transcription of the text in the above panel if it’s hard for some to read: 

“Resourceful as ever. I’m happy to see that you’re doing better after everything. When I hadn’t seen you for a few mornings, I got a bit worried! People were asking. Ah, but no worries knowing you’re okay. I’ll be happy to tell them all that you’re up and around.”

The townsfolk seem very supportive and understanding of Steven- even worried when they notice he’s not up and about on his usual routines- and meanwhile, this dialogue is juxtaposed by Onyx literally slapping a bandaid over the “problem,” over what they think is making them stand out like a sore thumb… over what they fear may bring them judgement.

That’s what Steven’s been doing for all of Steven Universe: Future. And it’s what he’s still falling into the habit of doing now, after his corruption incident. He’s still slapping a bandaid over his own problems and not allowing himself to be vulnerable in discussing them, and this is a source of self-inflicted emotional harm for him. It causes Onyx physical discomfort to hide away their features in the same way that it causes Steven intense inner discomfort to deny the truth of what he went through.

Onyx isn’t just experiencing what it’s like to be Steven for a day in the flesh, they’re experiencing what it’s like for him having to hide away every shameful part of himself he fears others won’t truly understand.

Now, a quick little aside. Let’s step back a few pages to see what else we learn about Onyx in this episode…

(Episode 9: Page 13)

There IS a moment where Onyx gets a photo taken of them by a nefarious little Onion. Given this is exactly what they wanted (to secure a photo of themself, some cemented proof of their existence), one might question why they respond to this in such an agitated way.

Well, after so many nights of existing in the background whilst their squabbling components literally “drove” their body around, I imagine that personal agency is a huge priority for Onyx. They did not consent to this particular image being taken, nor did they want this image to (as I imagine Onion might use it) be circulated around town against their wishes. Intent and circumstance matters.

(Episode 9: Page 19)

The other thing I find very interesting about Onyx that’s further highlighted in this episode is their association of loud, droning background sounds with the concept of “quiet.” An arcade is absolutely not “quiet” in the way most of us would define that word. 

(Episode 8: Page 13)

But remember, from Onyx’s perspective, existing in the background of all of Steven and Jasper’s cross-talk is all they knew for a long while. And now, without those personalities at the forefront of their mind, all they have to keep company with are their own thoughts and the sounds of their surroundings.

Thus, it makes sense to me that the subdued auditory chaos of an arcade would be a comfort to their ears.

(Episode 9: Page 22)

Tragically, for all of Onyx’s efforts this episode, they never manage to snap the picture they wanted. The Gems are just too hot on their trail.

And much like what happened with Steven himself, when all the frustrations and bitter feelings start boiling over, everything they’ve worked so hard to mask thus far just unravels. 

Now Onyx (and by extension, Jasper) can finally understand just how hard it is to be Steven.

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Look out for the final post in this series at 7am PST tomorrow. Farewell!