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parker-artio · 2 days ago

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The Batfamilys ages don’t make sense.

Or me dissecting the timeline of when the bats first met and why their ages are fucked up!

This is a lot of math that I did mentally while washing the dishes, I apologize if some of it is inaccurate, but I did the best I could.

(And yes, well all know their ages are fucked up, but I realized they’re a lot more fucked up then anyone first notices)

-I am ONLY doing the main family btw-

SO-

The very first Batfamily members to meet were Bruce and Alfred, it was kinda straightforward, Bruce was a baby Alfred was around the same age as his parents at early to mid 20’s.

List of the ages so far:

(I will be doing this every time)

Alfred Pennyworth: 24 ish

Bruce Wayne: 8

The second was Bruce and Dick (obviously), but this is kinda a odd one, but it’s still straightforward, Bryce went to The Flying Grayson’s show, he saw his parents die, and Y’know he decided right then and there he was going to be a foster parent. Good for him. But Dick is mentioned to be about like from 8 to 9 here. It’s more implied that he’s 8, because it’s supposed to be a parallel thing, to Bruce, with both of his parents dying in front of him at 8- so that the age I’m going to use for the beginning of this.

Bruce was supposed to be Batman for about 2-3 years before he took in Dick, so that’s what I’m going by to assume his age. (DC admit this man is mid fourths to early fifty’s , stop saying he’s early 40’s- he’s clearly not.) So he dropped out of college pretty early on, so I’d say like 19? Then he went on his trip around the world for a year or so and ended up at the League of Assassins to where he stayed for like- 2 to 4 years before he came back to Gotham. So I’m going to use the median of 2 and 4 and get that it was 3 years. (Same with the years before he took dick in, rounding out to 2.5) therefore Bruce was about- 23.5 ish when he took in Dick. And if you do some subtraction he’s only 17 years older than Dick, which works in a basic timeline of there being a couple references to Bruce being a ‘teen dad’.

Ages so far:

Alfred Pennyworth: 39 ish

Bruce Wayne: 23.5 ish

Richard Grayson: 8

Say what you want, but Barbara is apart of the batfam- I know some people like to say she’s a bit like Huntress and isn’t- but to me she is. She is the original Batgirl, and is very much apart of the Batfamily to me.

So she’s older than Dick, I’m not sure how much older, but I’m her first appearance (when she wasn’t being shipped with Bruce) she was about 2 years older than him (?- I think I can’t find anything on google with any confirmation and I don’t have old comics on hand rn).

But her first appearance was when Robin (dick) was about 12-13, I’m just gonna put 12.5 for the sake of putting 12.5.

Meaning her first appearance was when she was about 14 ish. And was about- 6 years later.

Ages so far:

Alfred Pennyworth: 45 ish

Bruce Wayne: 29.5 ish

Richard Grayson: 12.5

Barbara Gordon: 14

The next is Bruce meeting Jason. To figure out the ages here we first need to figure out the amount of time between him meeting Dick and meeting Jason. So let’s talk about the age gap between Jason and Dick.

It’s believed that their age gap is from 5-8 years, so let’s just go to the middle and say it’s 6.5 years. Jason is supposed to be 12 when Bruce first meets him, when he trying to tirejack the Batmobile. So if we add 6.5 to 12, Dick is about 18, meaning it’s been around 10 or so years. Which actually lines up believe it or not. (The old writers could actually stick to a timeline unlike the newer ones.)

But I can’t find any older comics to figure out if Bruce took Jason in right then and there, or he saw him again about a year later and took him in then. So let’s just say Jason is 12.5 when Bruce takes him in.

Ages so Far:

Alfred Pennyworth: 49 ish

Bruce Wayne: 33 ish

Richard Grayson: 18

Barbara Gordon: 20 (This also would be post paralysis as she was 19 when it happened)

Jason Todd: 12.5

When Tim comes into the family is when it gets confusing. We’re not even starting with the first time he met the family, we’re starting back with Flying Grayson’s Show.

So, Dick as we’ve established is 8. Jason is about 6.5 years younger than him. Making Jason about 1.5 when the show happens, but a very often mentioned age gap in all of the batkids- is between Tim and Jason. As Tim was 13 when Jason died. Jason was 16. Tim was 16 when Jason came back. And Jason was 19.

It’s a three year gap, therefore, Tim couldn’t have attended that show. But I don’t think anyone did the math there, meaning that’s where the first timeline inconsistency starts to occur. But it’s okay, because in a few versions Dick was said to be about 11, meaning Jason would’ve been 4ish and Tim about a year old. Most babies don’t remember stuff that happens in this time, but it is possible, so I’ll just scratch it up to multiple different world and the writers forgetting.

But when Tim does finally meet the family he is 13, as it is right after Jason’s death when he is 16, he becomes Robin because Dick basically hands him the suit, when Tim tells him Batman needs a new Robin, and yeah.

So a three year gap. Timeline a bit messed up, but it can’t get that much worse, right? (Wrong.)

Ages so far:

Alfred Pennyworth: 52 ish

Bruce Wayne: 36ish

Richard Grayson: 21

Barbara Gordon: 23

Jason Todd (assumed dead): 16

Tim Drake: 13

So the next person is always a bit confusing, some think it’s Steph, others think it’s Cass, but Cass was batgirl first, however Steph was Spoiler first- They kinda started at about the same time- so I’ll just smush em in together.

So Cass is said to be older than Jason by only months. And they both come in at about a year of Tim being Robin, putting Cass at 17, which also doesn’t line up with the timeline, as Bruce says she is 16 (I can’t find the panel but it’s in one of he 2000’s runs I believe I can’t confirm exactly) but it’s close in age, so I’ll let it go.

Steph is said to be both the same age as Tim, but other times older, so I’m going to place her at 15 here. A year older than Tim since it’s only been a year since Tim started as Robin.

Ages so far:

Alfred Pennyworth: 53 ish

Bruce Wayne: 37 ish

Richard Grayson: 22

Barbara Gordon: 24

Jason Todd (assumed dead at 16): 17

Tim Drake: 14

Cassandra Cain: 17

Stephanie Brown: 15

So the next is Damian- obviously.

So Damian is 10 when he comes, it’s mentioned multiple times. Yay an easy to confirm age, we love it!

Jason also comes back.

However Tim is mentioned to be 16 here, so we can easily just get everyone’s ages from doing the math from their ages previously. Most people when calculating their ages skip Steph and Cass and say it’s a six year gap between him and Tim, which does line up, but without Steph an Cass there it still fucks with the timeline a bit.

Ages so far:

Alfred Pennyworth: 56 ish

Bruce Wayne: 40 ish

Richard Grayson: 25

Barbara Gordon: 27

Jason Todd (now alive again): 19

Tim Drake: 16

Cassandra Cain: 19

Stephanie Brown: 17

Damian Wayne: 10

Now we’re on Duke. Which is where it gets all fucked up.

So Google says Duke is four years older than Damian, and his first appearance is when Damian is 11 or 12iah, making Duke about 15 or 16, in his first appearance. But also in this time, DC stopped aging Tim all together, they supposedly aged Cass down, and Steph closer to Jason’s age. Which fucks the whole timeline up, but let’s not get into that.

We can just go from Damian’s age to get the rest, meaning it was a two or so year gap from Damian arriving to when Duke first started in the ‘I Am Robin’ movement and soon after became Signal

Ages so far:

Alfred Pennyworth: 58 ish

Bruce Wayne: 42 ish

Richard Grayson: 27

Barbara Gordon: 29

Jason Todd: 21

Tim Drake: 18

Cassandra Cain: 21

Stephanie Brown: 19

Damian Wayne: 12

Duke Thomas: 16

This is what their ages would’ve been if they didn’t continue to age Damian up and no one else, so here’s what ages they SHOULD be. (This is for you Tim.)

Since Damian is 14-15 in comics currently- everyone should be a bit older too- but DC refuses to age them up. (I’m going to use 15 just because, making it a THREE year difference.)

Ages they should be:

Alfred Pennyworth: 61 ish (I don’t care if he’s dead)

Bruce Wayne: 45 ish

Richard Grayson: 30

Barbara Gordon: 32

Jason Todd: 24

Tim Drake: 21

Cassandra Cain: 24

Stephanie Brown: 22

Damian Wayne: 15

Duke Thomas: 19

Someone needs to ask Duke how college is going, or ask Tim how it feels to drink. Maybe someone should ask Dick how a mid-life crisis feels, when you’re actually close to the mid-life age. (He’s had them before, but now he’s actually closer to the midlife age.) Have someone ask Bruce how it feels to be in his 40’s and still get called hot, to get called ‘beekeeper age’ by people- and still get voted hottest man of the year, yearly.

There’s so many untapped humor opportunities that come with their chronologically accurate ages. But DC is full of pussies.

#DCpleaseletTimage

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gayofthefae · 10 hours ago

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Thinking about how Will is fully able to flirt but cannot handle being flirted with and the deeper reason that actually is

Will has settled for the idea of never being with Mike. Even referencing coming out to Mike he only ever frames it as not wanting to "lie to Mike" and simply wanting to share "the truth" with who he "care[s] about the most". Never an expectation or attempt at reciprocation. It is consistently based and in reference to how he feels about secrets from his loved ones, and only ever mentioned in reference to actual romance by El.

He has settled. But the thing about settling, part of it inherently that is under-talked about, is the part where you find ways to love your life. Settling is not resigning, that would be super depressing, because when someone settles it is them committing to a lesser life than they had dreamed because more is not an option for them. It is out of their control or the wrong choice somehow, and in those situations, you make the best of it.

So to Will, he will never have Mike. In fact, in all likelihood he will never experience romance. In his entire life - even if he die of natural causes in old age and not monsters at 15. But you make the best of it. And it's logical:

If Mike fully does not reciprocate, is oblivious to his feelings, and repeatedly affirms that he didn't mean what he said that made it seem like he was uncomfortable and he is totally fine - like the audience believes (again, BECAUSE Will believes this and is the one telling this story in s4) - then there are absolutely 0 consequences to having an ambiguous flirt here and there. No one can fault him, it's the closest he will ever get to romance as a queer person, so he takes what he can get. No damage to Mike and El's relationship. No discomfort to Mike. Hell, Mike doesn't even really notice.

So Will's expectation is occasional, one-sided flirting. A sort of playing pretend I suppose. And Mike smiles and that can be part of the game. It makes sense. Because often, he doesn't say anything back.

He just smiles...except for once

I always want to jokingly yell at my screen in this moment "what do you mean you're shy now? YOU initiated flirting with HIM"

but it does make sense given his expectations; given the history I hadn't tracked before from his perspective. Not only are his expectations of a lack of matching energy (as I have pointed out repeatedly before, genuinely should not match if unreciprocated - could even just be the comment vs silent smile thing they had going before) completely realistic, they have also been proven in practice!

And I always want to tease him that he started it but really, he didn't. Because any time he does this, it has 0 intention to "start" anything. Not even this much of an exchange. He's doing it for himself, to play pretend. It's like Mike is breaking the fourth wall.

It was completely plausible for him to act coy and surprised by Mike here, as if Mike had initiated this tone, because even something as simple and small as this had *never been reciprocated like this before*. The rest of the conversation is Mike's traditional pace in terms of romantic-adjacent to Will, but participating in the playfulness is new.

I like to tease him in my head. But Will being flustered by a natural response to his statement and the tone he himself set is logical. Because to Will, in a way, Mike can't see him. Mike doesn't know he's doing this, and Mike certainly can't engage.

This is Mike engaging. This is Mike *participating*. This is Mike acknowledging 'you just pitched me a line, and I'm taking it this time'. And in a way, this is also one of this micro-reveals you get in your life. This is also Mike saying 'I'm not oblivious to it and I never have been, I just didn't engage until now. But now I am. (And none of those smiles were that oblivious either)'.

And the other stuff Mike says afterwards is much more similar to things he's before, so it didn't always click for me the specifics. But I get it now. I get why this is different than all those other times. I get why he grabs the painting on his way out. Will learned something about Mike from this conversation.

It's absolutely tiny. Two lines. But there is one moment in the series where they have truly reciprocated and interestingly enough, it's this. We always get "if we're both going crazy we'll go crazy together" "yeah" "it was the best thing I've ever done" "..." even "the last year has been weird, you know? And Max and Lucas and Dustin, they're great, they're great, it's just-it's Hawkins, it's not the same without you. And I feel like maybe I was worrying too much about El and, I don't know, I feel like I lost you or something, does that make sense? I have no idea what's gonna happen next, but whatever it is, I think it'll be easier if we're team. Friends - Best friends." "Cool." (WILL BYERS OH MY GOD!! 'cool'???)

but this was two-ways. And it quickly ended because then they kinda didn't know what to do, understandably. This is basically a long and queer trauma way of saying that that look from Will is a completely logical moment of "shit, I didn't think I'd get this far".

Analysis on Mike's perspective/behavioral shift to respond in this scene

#will analysis #stranger things #byler #byler flirting #will byers #will byers is gay #will byers motives #expectations #byler analysis #byler povs

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fatuismooches · 2 days ago

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Dottore's unofficial fan club is working on their next biggest accomplishment - fanfiction of him and his lover.

The rumors and whispers of what Il Dottore and his segments got up to in their labs were some of the most spoken-about (and overused) pieces of gossip that new recruits found themselves petrified by. What do you mean he did this? And that?! Oh, the horror!

However, wherever these kinds of words happened to be spoken, a loyalist of the Harbinger was bound to pop out somewhere and vehemently refute any such statements with their heart, soul, and mind. Although such people seemed crazy at first, quite a few of them existed, much more than what anyone who had any surface level of the scholar would guess. After all, how else could they write over a hundred-page handbook of their Harbinger? Their dedication to their craft could possibly rival Dottore himself!

Their Lord Dottore had so many things to admire, so many traits spread across his various segments. They could only worship from afar, but also, they had another person to appreciate - none other than the only person who he held fondness for, his utmost beloved - you. It was a critical point in the fanclub, seeing how sweetly their Harbinger treated you, and how you kept him on his toes. Well, now they could add "loving partner" to the list of things they loved about him! What joy!

As such, today they had gathered to continue working on the next installment in their writing, more specifically - "Dottore x [Name] - Valentine's Day Oneshot" (the title had yet to be determined). With serious expressions and pen and paper in hand, they had begun their work.

"Do you think that the Lord Harbinger would be interested in such a day in the first place?"

"Well, considering my Lord let [Name] put mistletoes and wreaths during the holidays on the lab doors, I don't think he would be completely opposed to the idea." A chorus of agreement from the others sounded in response.

"Alright, alright, listen to what I have so far!"

—

["Oh Dottore!~"

The man could hear the cheery and excited voice all the way down the hallway before the person even entered the room. Of course, there was only one possible person this voice could belong to, only one person could have the gall to act like that toward him. Nearly bursting through the door, they spoke once more.

"Are you ready?!" A wide smile stretched onto their lovely face, save for some small pants. Dottore, with his back turned, could safely hide a small smile, despite his seemingly unbothered hums.

"Not a moment too early or late. Exactly on time," he mused, listening to [Name]'s skipping footsteps approach from behind him, fully expecting the warm arms wrapped around him.

"Well, I definitely don't think you forgot either. But I think you're just excited to eat some of my sweets again." [Name]'s face nuzzled into his back as they giggled, tilting their head to peer at his calendar. It was filled in with a work-related thing listed nearly every day, but more importantly, the fourteenth had a time slot set specifically aside for something unnamed. The only person who could ever guess correctly would be Dottore himself and his beloved of course.

"Perhaps I am. What then?" Dottore turned around to face [Name] properly, their face now snug into his chest as they looked up with shining eyes, his hand stroking the top of their head.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to take all the chocolates before you, Dottore!"]

—

"Wait wait wait, don't you think [Name] would refer to Lord Dottore in a more affectionate manner in private?"

"I did think of that, but I wasn't sure what else to use..."

"Alright, try this then."

—

["Well, I guess I'll just have to eat them all before you," [Name] teased him, his real name flowing from their lips freely, making the Harbinger catch them in a kiss.]

—

"Oh yes, that's perfect!" The agent squealed, delighted at how the ship was sailing. "Okay, let me skip ahead a bit!"

—

[The couple had found themselves in the kitchen, utensils and ingredients surrounding them. The two were a capable duo that got along with ease, their minds seemingly in sync with each other. Soon enough, the cookies had been finished and left to cool on the counter. The plain yet sugary cookies looked scrumptious, and were it not for his lover's insistence to decorate them, Dottore would have already finished his share.

Not wanting his beloved to get too tired, he hoisted them onto the table to rest their legs and stretch a bit. With a smile, [Name] took his hand and pulled him closer, not even flinching at how dangerously close the beak of Dottore's mask got to their face (they had become accustomed to the peck of it by now.)

They placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, letting out soft giggles when he returned the favor. The scholar's hands wandered down from their shoulders to rest on their thighs, squeezing them.

"Why don't you focus on the other sweet treat, hmm?" They teased him by suddenly pressing a finger full of icing to his nose, to which he scoffed and pulled back at the cool sensation. Wiping it off, instead of tasting it, Dottore smeared it near his partner's mouth.

"Hey! You're not-" Their protest was quickly quieted when Dottore pressed his lips against theirs, licking up the delicious frosting as well.

And so, [Name] and Dottore had a lovely Valentine's Day.]

—

"Archons, that was a great story!" The others nodded resolutely in concurrence.

"I wonder how my Lord will actually spend it with [Name]..."

—

Meanwhile, back in reality some interesting things were happening.

Firstly, you had indeed invited Dottore to bake with you, but numerous things had gone wrong (as you had expected to be honest.)

The two most notable are when you both ended up caked in flour (instead of icing) and when you had turned your back to your beloved for only a bit, and he later presented you with his cookie.

"Y-Your cooking will put me in my grave," you coughed again, "quicker than a-any illness would." There was no romance to be found here. It was dead. Even his absolutely precise measurements couldn't save him.

Ah, and of course you couldn't forget the segments' arguing that happened yearly on who received the best box of cookies. You had to yell at them as they became pouty.

It was a chaotic Valentine's Day.

—

When you conveyed this one day to a few curious agents, they looked unusually stunned.

"So... Lord Dottore cannot cook?"

"Lord Dottore is banned from the kitchen unless he has your explicit permission?"

"The Lord Harbinger isn't suave?"

"O-Our fanfiction is... i-inaccurate?!"

"Oh, the horror!"

"Fanfiction...?" You were a bit confused but you tried to alleviate their worries.

"W-well, I'm not sure why you'd be so worried about this... but you can rest assured that Dottore and I had a sweet Valentine's Day. He did help me bake cookies when I watched his every move! Naturally, he also made sure I didn't get hurt. Even when we got splattered with flour, I threw some more at him for good measure, and you know what, he got back at me too!" You laughed, remembering how he too could be playful.

"And I gave sweets to all the segments too and they were quite happy, even if they can be stupid and silly sometimes! They're all so smart, but sometimes they're complete idiots. That's just how they are, and I love it. "

"Besides, the more Dottore messes up, the more time I get to spend with him. It's silly, but I actually like it. But don't tell him that. He'll figure out my evil plans," you joked, not yet aware of the tears bubbling in the agents' eyes at your and Dottore's heart-throbbing and passionate love story.

If there was one thing that the agents got right, it was the love you and Dottore had for each other - imperfect - yet you wouldn't have it any other way.

#smooches talks #dottore love notes <3 #fragile reader <3 #dottore x reader #when i say my fingers flew to write this #in which i mean i wrote it very quickly bc ive been dry on here and i feel bad AND its valentines day so its the most appropriate for fluff #anyway. call me cringe if u want (ik i am) but dottore's fanclub fangirling over dottore and reader will always have a special place in my-#heart #divider by cafekitsune

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sunnemona · 1 day ago

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☆hello esteemed users of Tumblr Dot Com here is my extremely disorganised indigenous (arawak tribe) dreamtale twins post as promised

☆quick note; everything i say here is Only in the context of a human au, this does not apply to regular magic skeletons (obviously lol). other than that, everything i say here somewhat ties into the storyline of my dreamtale rewrite (with the only change being that the twins are human for this post); among other headcanons featured in my rewrite, dream is transmasc and throughout this post is referred to with she / her when being talked about pre-incident. the entirety of this post is extremely self indulgent. i, myself, am also indigenous arawak. cw for allusions to colonisation & heavy discussions of racism. that is all i think

☆first and foremost - “Dream” and “Nightmare” are not the twins’ true names, they are english “names” forced onto the twins; they have True names in lokono dian (the language of the arawak tribe) following arawak naming practices. their “true” names are Hadali & Kathi, lokono words meaning “sun” & “moon” (which is also where my blog title comes from)

^ what i headcanon their full true names to be :)

☆they used their english “names” (names in parentheses because "dream" and "nightmare" are hardly names at all) in the village (as the village refused to call them by their true names), & used their true names with each other. (side note; i like to treat the village as a metaphor for colonisation in some way)

☆nightmare hated his english “name” (for obvious reasons!!) and refused to acknowledge it as something that was meant to refer to him as it hurt So much to be called Nightmare like he was repulsive - Dream disliked hers too for the simple reason that it wasn't hers and because of how the village dehumanised her (being given a “name” that wasn't hers & also wasn't a Name was the least of it, actually) but she never expressed this

☆however. However. After the apple incident. The twins both kept the “names” the village forced on them. And abandoned their true names as they began subconsciously leaning into the roles & expectations the village placed on them both. Do you hear me. Do you hear me .

☆okay quick intermission so i can discuss appearance headcanons - i think dream & nightmare (pre incident) were identical and looked like normal human children (except dream had white hair - contrasting with nightmare’s black hair - & both the twins had unnaturally coloured eyes). Nightmare was allowed to keep his hair naturally long and braid it however he pleased (the village wanted nothing to do with him, and it was easier to other him if he looked visibly other anyway) but Dream’s hair was forcibly cut by the village in an effort to force her into being “civilised” / conforming with the culture of the (white, european) village

☆post incident dream’s white hair has been changed to gold (not blonde, it's. Gold.) due to the apple he ate (he has also figured out he’s trans but that's not important here).

☆i think dream hates his gold hair - not the hair itself but the fact that the incident changed him in so many ways not just mentally (which he can attempt to ignore) but physically as well (which he can't). i love the mild horror of your body changing against your will (even in miniscule ways that really shouldn't bother you but they do)

☆also. unrelated to his discomfort with his hair, dream keeps his hair cut & partially covered (with nightmare’s hood.!!!) as a sign of mourning / loss as per tradition. he believes the True nightmare is dead (he isn't) & misses his brother very dearly.

☆nightmare on the other hand is. Like his skeleton counterpart, he is still made of Sludge LOL sorry. he has no skin. he exploded from the inside out. the Sludge hatched out of him like an egg. However, if i’d drawn him less stylised (i was lazy & in a rush sorry LOL) he’d be still very obviously indigenous from his facial features, even if made of non newtonian liquid. there isn't much to say about his physical appearance he’s thriving being Evil and Monstrous (which is in part why he purposely kept the name the village imposed upon him & abandoned his true name as he started leaning into it)

☆speaking of which - i believe both the twins suffer from internalised racism imparted onto them. Post-Incident, Nightmare puts so much emphasis on being refined and elegant and holds himself to such a high standard of dignity because of constantly being told he was uncivilised & “savage” & etc etc you get the point. internalised racism. this isn't even something he’s consciously doing, it’s so ingrained in him.

☆dream on the other hand wasn't outright violently discriminated against like this but was constantly dehumanised by the village as well as constantly told to “act civilised” and as mentioned already above forced to conform to the (white! european!!) culture of the village. nightmare, being fundamentally excluded from the village, still had some level of freedom. dream did not. He too suffers from the racism he’s internalised (which also intersects with the general pressure to be Perfect at all times the village put on him)

☆i’ll be so honest i don't know how to end this post. there is more i want to add which i May add later but i am so sleepy and my bed is so comfortable. i apologise for how disorganised all this is. the twins are indigenous In My Heart. you understand. thank you for reading. thumbs up emoji heart emoji.

#☆💬 / text #the apuldor psalter #dreamtale #utmv #dream sans #nightmare sans #once again im sorry if any of this seems messy / disorganised i am So Tired lol

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amytoonz · 3 days ago

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Guess who!

Slight TW: there’s some flashing imagery at the end of the video.

Btw the box that Gideon is working on in the beginning is actually a reference to the crowns bane from @sweet-reaper’s fic “what lies between us”. idk if that’s what the box looks like, probably not, but that’s kinda how I imagined it lol

Edit: also happy Valentine’s Day!

Transcript bc captions kinda suck:

K: I wonder what gid’s up to…

What’s he doing?

I’m going to surprise him!

Guess who!

G: oh f*ck who could it be?

Judging by those sharp claws it must be torbek!

K: keep joking around and i’ll snap your neck.

G: of course, I’m joking!

K: alright, then guess!

*silence*

K: dude u good?

G: whoops! I dozed off for a second there!

I’ve just been so exhausted lately!

K: time to answer the question!

G: what was the question again?

K: don’t play dumb, guess who I am!

G: what do you mean? You must be my beloved!

K: look at this b*tch being a smartass…

G: hey doll, could you please take your off now? You’re gonna pluck my eyes out!

K: doll who?

G: don’t be silly~ who else would my darling be?

K: shut up and say my name!

*silence*

G: … I want my phone call.

K: hell no!

G: ya really think I don’t know?!

K: quit playing games b*tch.

G: ya don’t believe me?!

K: is it that hard to say my name?

G: your name is not the issue here, this is an issue of trust

K: fine, how about this. I bet my whole hat you don’t know my name. What are you betting?

G: do you really wanna do this?

K: scared?

G: I ain’t scared!

K: *psychotic laughter* look at this sly son of a b*tch!

G:this is your last chance, take your hands off now!

K: I give the last chance, not you.

G: there’s no going back from this! Are you saying that doesn’t matter?!

K: damn straight, only one of us is seeing the good baron today.

G: we say the name of the place we first slept with each other at on 3!

K: *maniacal laughter* is that all you got boy? You adorable little sh*t!

G: go cry if you’re scared!

K: shut your mouth, and let’s begin…

G: one….

K: two!

*silence*

K: are you praying?

G: before you kill me let me say my final words…

K: go

G: your hands have gotten really scaly…. Frosty.

*Single tear fall down cheek*

K:WRONG ANSWER MF!!!

Rip kremy sniffing truffle pig.

#legends of avantris #once upon a witchlight #gideon coal #kremy lecroux #coalecroux #ouaw #fanart #animation #krembrulè

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devoursjohnlock · 2 days ago

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Thanks for the tag, @belladonnaxy (and question @themysterioushelen!). To my mind, the best metas on the "funny gravestones" are those that focus on deciphering the riddle associated with Eurus's song. I think the first of these was this one by writemeastoryofsolitude, who sketches out Sherlock's solution to the riddle and, importantly, notes that Sherlock adds new words to reach that solution.

The jist is this: Sherlock lists all the numbers on the gravestones, which include birth dates, death dates, and ages. In some cases, he breaks the numbers down into smaller ones, like turning "1818" to 1, 8, and 18.

The song consists of four verses of 32 words each. Sherlock numbers the words in each verse from 1 to 32, and matches his list of gravestone numbers to words from the entire song. Any given number may have come from any one of the four verses, so there are four possible word choices for each number.

There are already problems with his method at this point, because the numbers on the gravestones are only partially visible, *and* Sherlock may have broken the larger numbers down incorrectly, *and* he may have chosen the wrong word among the four possibilities for each number. Regardless: he next rearranges the words pulled from the song to match the order of the gravestones, although again... it's unclear that he should know what the proper order is. He seems to have read them randomly to begin with.

Now, about the extra words: Sherlock's method provides the following words to work with, based on four gravestones:

I am lost help me brother Save my life Before my doom I am My soul seek my room

However, Sherlock's actual solution is:

I am lost. Help me, brother Save my life before my doom I am lost without your love Save my soul. Seek my room

To arrive at the solution, he has added: lost without your love save, which are actually pretty prominent in the visualization:

But it took a few months before impossibleleaf pointed out here that the addition of new words suggests that there was a fifth gravestone, with the numbers 1, 2, 3, 8, and 28 in some combination. As a possible solution, impossibleleaf suggested that the gravestone date might be 2/8/12, age 38 – Sherlock's own "funny" gravestone. This is a compelling theory, but according to Arwel's TRF gravestone (see the very bottom of the image below), Sherlock's birth date is January 6, 1977, making him 35 at the time of his death. Still, it's correct that Sherlock needed 1, 2, 3, 8, and 28 to complete the puzzle. Perhaps someone can come up with another plausible gravestone for them.

In summary... this is a terrible way to create a cipher and the solution is highly implausible, but that's not the point. Functionally, it does what it's supposed to — gets a note to Sherlock saying "I am lost without your love," "Save my soul," and "Seek my room". It does this while being TFP-level melodramatic and fake. It may also present a puzzle: examine Sherlock's own method closely and find the missing gravestone, by extrapolating from four knowns to a fifth unknown. If nothing else, that is tantalizing.

In terms of canonical/Doylean connections, because that's how the game is played, there are quite a few reference points, some of which have been discussed elsewhere. Here are the main ones:

First, in Shoscombe Old Place, Holmes and Watson spend a dark night searching with a lantern among headstones "ranging from a very ancient one, which appeared to be Saxon, in the centre, through a long line of Norman Hugos and Odos, until we reached the Sir William and Sir Denis Falder of the eighteenth century." Naturally, they're looking for a fresh body, rather than an old one. This is the closest physical match for the "funny gravestones" scene in TFP.

Second, the code itself works on the same principle as the book code used by Porlock in The Valley of Fear; we've seen this before in Sherlock, in the A to Z code used in TBB.

Third, "funny dates" are a recurring problem that Sherlockians grapple with all the time; the Sherlock Holmes stories are generally back-dated by at least a few years, and sometimes cannot be reconciled at all. Wisteria Lodge is perhaps the best example, as it was written to have taken place while Sherlock Holmes was dead. But a relevant problem for TFP is that The Final Problem (story, published 1893) begins with Watson never having heard of Moriarty and ending with Moriarty dead and not famous, while The Valley of Fear (published 1914) features a living Moriarty and a Watson who describes him as famous. Presumably, this is why Moriarty appears in TFP, via questionably dated flashbacks/videos. The line "Be not afraid to walk in the shade" in Eurus's song is likely also a reference to The Valley of Fear, whose title is borrowed from a line in Psalm 23: "Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil for thou art with me."

Fourth, phrases in Eurus's song recall The Musgrave Ritual, ("sixteen by six," "my steps, five by seven," "nine by nineteen," "under we go"), which is unsurprising given that the scene takes place at the nonsensical "Musgrave Hall," but they (intentionally) recall the actual ritual very poorly. In the original, the "steps" were always square ("North by ten and by ten, east by five and by five, south by two and by two, west by one and by one, and so under"), though they do, of course, lead to a sort of grave. The offset numbers given in the song actually reminded me a bit of the signs/countersigns used in A Study in Scarlet ("nine to seven"/"seven to five"). Because I enjoy pain, I tried applying Sherlock's method to the numbers given in the song itself, and ended up with "Oh who will save me? Nobody." So that's fun. (This is unlikely to be intentional; you can also solve it for "Steps walk back over the hill," for example.)

Fifth, the appearance of a "beech tree" in the song seems to be a nod to The Copper Beeches. I wrote about possible connections between TFP and that story (with Granada as an intermediary) here.

Sixth, the third verse of the song ends with the phrase "inside, brother mine, let Death make a room," which recalls Culverton Smith's "favourite room"—the morgue—and I think is also a nod to Doyle's poem The Inner Room, in which he describes his own personal hall of mirrors.

I'll stop there, before this gets completely out of hand, lol. Thanks for tagging me on this; I've missed it. ;)

Musgrave, huh? The funny graves… what are you doing there Arwel?!?

#Sherlock #TFP #funny gravestones #The Valley of Fear #The Musgrave Ritual #The Copper Beeches #The Final Problem #Shoscombe Old Place #Eurus #Moriarty #Sherlock's birthday

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taylorklosscomeout138 · 2 days ago

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I HAVE FULL CHILLS.

(Performance art explained!!!)

Everything Taylor has been doing since the release of the I Can See You MV which premiered in Kansas City just ONE day before Travis attended Eras Tour for the first time has all been in reference to the plot of "Valentine's Day" - a movie she starred in with Taylor Lautner, who was also in the I Can See You MV.

The film released in 2010, Speak Now era, and the I Can See You MV reveals that the Taylor from this film has been locked away ever since. In "Valentine's Day", Taylor's character notably has a big 13 written on her hand, just like the Taylor in the vault.

We missed all of the signs and never put the pieces together but it was never just a MV. Speak Now Taylor was broken out for the purpose of fulfilling 1 last acting role, an acting role she was already familiar with, the role she played in "Valentine's Day" with Taylor Lautner.

In the film, Taylor has an athlete boyfriend, played by Taylor Lautner, and the two of them are high school sweethearts. Hence, the intention behind So High School.

But here is where it becomes clear this is not just her own story she is trying to tell, because to break the blender, the singer needs the football player, Travis Kelce.

In "Valentine's Day" there is a subplot about a closeted gay professional football player that decides to publicily come out on national TV and retire to choose his male partner over his career.

(AND TRULY HEAR WHEN I SAY THIS BECAUSE I AM IN DISBELEF)

After the closeted football player comes out, he goes home to be with his lover who greets him with a GOLD ROSE.

No you were not crazy to think Ross Travis was soft launching him and Travis with this. That is EXACTLY what is happening here. This isn't an original plot, this is a live remake

Immediately after the Super Bowl, teammates of Travis already begun spreading that Travis may retire. Right on cue. Following the script to a T.

The evidence that Taylor has been publicily playing the role of "Valentine's Day" Speak Now Taylor since July 8th 2023 does not end there though.

Besides Taylor Lautner, SEVERAL other actors/actresses that starred in "Valentine's Day" attended the Eras Tour, which could be a coincidence until we look at when they did.

Jennifer Garner who played Julia in "Valentine's Day" attended the Eras Tour on, you guessed it, July 7th 2023 in Kansas City the day I Can See You MV premiered, 1 day before Travis attended.

Bradley Cooper who played the love interest of the closeted football player attended the Eras Tour WITH Travis Kelce on May 12th 2024, the 87th show. IMDB promoted this article which notably points out Travis being there and how Taylor and Bradley both starred in "Valentine's Day".

Ashton Kutcher who played the character Reed in "Valentine's Day" attended the Eras Tour on June 22nd 2024 while Travis was there, just 1 day before Travis was on stage taking up an acting role for the peformance of I Can Do It With a Broken Heart.

Anne Hathaway also attended 1 day after Travis did. Jessica Alba attended during Karlie's birthday shows in LA August 2023. Emma Roberts went to one of the first shows of the Tour. In which all of the following people played the major roles in "Valentine's Day".

We are still not done.

In the main scene of Taylor and her athlete boyfriend Taylor Lautner, Taylor's character is wearing PLAID, this is why Taylor has excessively been wearing plaid for the past 2 years to the point people started believing it was an album era clue. Nope, she has just been in character, and giving us so many signs to lead back to the film for so long.

And finally, in the ending scene for Taylor's character, she says goodbye to her athlete boyfriend and is seen in an ELEVATOR wearing a RED DRESS. The same color dress Taylor chose to wear to the Grammy's, the main event right before the Super Bowl. Where she wore a T chain that got everyone talking that it was for Travis, it was a farewell.

If you have been following, for the Super Bowl Taylor brought everything full circle with Bejeweled. From the Bejeweled MV release date to the Super Bowl, it was exactly 838 days. She filmed it August 3rd on Karlie's birthday. And the Haim sisters from the Bejeweled MV accompanied her at the game. She also bookended her first Chiefs football game attendance outfit by wearing the same one, except she Bejeweled the shorts. And then just as the prophecy foretold in Bejeweled, she ghosted, leaving the stadium early.

What else happened in Bejeweled though? The elevator scene. Which is EXACTLY how she chose to tease Speak Now TV. The album that gave us I Can See You. And the way she revealed this was by making Speak Now TV the 13th floor (refer back to 13 written on her hand in Valentine's Day)

I am just absolutely floored. This has all been here the whole time right in front of us and it is MASTERFUL planning. Down to the full circle moment that has been going viral with Taylor presenting the award to Beyoncè referring back to when Beyoncè presented to Taylor at the 2009 MTV Awards while Taylor was writing Speak Now. It was yet another clue that Taylor is currently playing the role of Speak Now Taylor from the Valentine's Day film, and she would have already been filming for the movie at this time.

I will not be recovering from this information I truly cannot believe that this is real

#kaylor #karlie kloss #gaylor #gaylor swift #taylor and karlie #friends of dorothea #lgbetty #taylorkloss

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aenor-llelo · 3 days ago

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amitoufo he is carbondated

It's the Year of the Snake. Destiny 2's Heresy just came out. But this ain't about her. I sit on your shoulder, I am your xiaoren.

I'm Taiwanese! Let's carbon date The Drifter!

Lightbearers retain their semantic memory (facts, concepts, ideas) and procedural memory (memory of how to do things) of their original life before death. This is implied from game/lore instances of Guardians with unique accents, ethnic coding, memory of languages that are obscure post-Collapse, even cases of Guardians retaining pre-rez war PTSD. It is outright confirmed by Sen-Aret, a Guardian who- due to the sheer age of her remains or some error by her Ghost- was raised with only the knowledge she had in life, and had to learn about modern weapons/language from other Guardians.

Why does this mean anything? It means that the way a Guardian prefers to dress, talk, and generally behave tells you where they came from pre-rez!

Aside from his voice actor being Vietnamese, his entry in the official cookbook is banh mi, a Vietnamese dish, and his clothes are Chinese, which would point to him being Hoa, the Han people of Vietnam. (He also wraps his clothes in an orientation specific to corpses, because he doesn't count Lightbearers as truly alive humans.)

Behavior-wise, though, have you noticed how obsessed he is with jade? The coins, the necklace. Jade is a very precious stone in the Sinosphere, and jade jewelry is for giving luck or protection to the wielder- what you will hear less commonly is that it is meant to work by breaking instead of you when something happens. We give them to kids and elderly for this reason.

(You can wonder, for a second, the jade coins he always plays with before Gambit rounds, wraps around certain weapons for you, and the Red String of Fate ornament for Malfeasance. Is this a man perpetually deeply terrified for everyone or himself, or is he every middle aging ah-yi who just got back into religion while you were in school?)

So he's Vietnamese and the Chinese influence means his pre-rez life had to have been after Chinese imperial interference with Vietnam. Unfortunately, four different historical periods between 111 BC and the 1400s isn't good carbon dating. KE SHI NI HUI KANDAO THE SANDWICH,

banh mi is a baguette sandwich. this kind of bread comes to vietnam in the mid-19th century from French colonizers, and only during WWI did a mixed flour version make this bread accessible outside luxury. Early 1900s le. But "post-1900s" isn't a better narrowing down than "BCs to 1400s" in a future setting like Destiny.

Except that Drifter's banh mi recipe specifically uses pâté. This was only a common banh mi filling before the 1950s, when the partition of Vietnam sent an influx of northerners to Saigon and led to the Saigon sandwich that is modern banh mi. So, 1910s to 1950s. And the fact that he defaults to hanfu rather than Western dress or more modern standard Vietnamese ethnic clothing like ao dai skews him having been an adult on the earlier end of this time frame or living in a more rural area where colonization ideas were not as enforced. (One could explore him having other Vietnamese forms of cultural expression like lacquered teeth, actually.)

Ain't that something? He could have lived through WWI or even saw the beginning of the Communist revolution. The possibility that his first life was a survivor of colonization, war draft, and/or violent civil war could add a lot to readings of his character, especially his C-PTSD, but that's a whole other post if the people demand it. It's a neat thing to explore, huh?

And don't call him a rat le! Bad enough already the game think that is cute! White people calling East Asians rats is generally a slur in reference (from my collection) to immigrant "infestation" and part of general stereotypes about their uncleanliness (they cook with gutter oil, they eat rats, they cheap they scam they lie dadadada). You want source bigger than I grow up with white people shout in my face and their children pull their eyes to squint like a "jap"? Look up WWI propaganda posters about Japan. They did not invent that out of nowhere, they make Japanese people into rats because that's something they already say.

"It's just about Japanese-" what if I told you a large part of Western racism about Asians is that they can't tell the difference and don't care. and they're making fun of similar cultures and features.

"My Asian friend said it was okay-" the asian friend values your friendship and your comfort more than what they feel when you say slurs, dude. sorry i had to be the one to tell you that. one friend (or stranger online) giving you the pass to say it in front of them doesn't mean you're allowed to say it to everyone.

"it's fictional-" Real East Asian people getting beat down by Sinophobia matters a little more than how cute you think it is to call a Vietnamese man an animal that your culture associates with filth and plague.

"Chinese zodiac animal-" The snake is right there. The game won't shut up about how snake he is. We're having a Drifter-heavy episode right in the beginning of the snake lunar year. His personality matches the charm, mystery, and wisdom associated with the sign. He is never thematically associated with rats. He is never respectfully associated with rats.

It would be one thing if it was another asian character calling him that in the context of the rat's folkloric characteristics, but this is an American game by an American studio writing someone voiced by a non-asian to call him a rat as an insult about his cleanliness and food choices. Good for you if that doesn't hurt your feelings! Hurt many more people than you! They more real than him!

Good game story. Mistakes happen! Doesn't mean you have special privilege to repeat it.

He is snake! Viper! Asp! Cost zero dollar to say that instead! Don't keep a pet slur in your pocket!

#destiny 2 #d2 #destiny the drifter #the drifter #sinophobia #destiny the game #aenor-llelo

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honeybeezgobzzzzz · 21 hours ago

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𓅨 How to Unintentionally, Get An Endless To Marry You: Chapter Six

How to Unintentionally, Get An Endless To Marry You: After saving a strange man from a fishbowl cage, you earn yourself a favor. When you cash in said favor, you don’t realize that you and the man aren’t on the same page on what you need from him.

Warnings: None.

To Note: Morpheus x Afab!Reader

Word Count: ~3.8k

Previous | Masterlist

You return home after visiting your parents and find yourself mentally exhausted and still reeling from your mothers attempts at convincing you to get pregnant. After a day at work you step into your apartment, the familiar scent of home a stark contrast to the tension of your parents' house. You kick off your shoes and sink into the couch, rubbing your temples. The weight of the evening lingers on your shoulders like an invisible shroud.

"Did you have a long day?" Morpheus' voice, velvety and deep, permeates the room as he materializes next to you. His presence, once comforting, now feels complicated.

"Understatement," you reply, forcing a smile. "I don't think my mom’s ever going to stop with the baby talk. Called me in during my lunch break to talk about Ob's when I get pregnant. Also provided some horrendous baby names which I am currently trying to erase from memory."

You notice the faintest twitch of Morpheus' eyebrow, a silent testament to his struggle with understanding the absurdity of mortal family dynamics. He crosses his arms, the dark fabric of his cloak shifting like a shadow in motion.

"I have witnessed the creation and destruction of entire worlds," he begins, his tone bordering on indignation, "yet I confess, I cannot fathom the human obsession with perpetuating their lineage at dinner tables."

You chuckle, despite the heaviness that sits in your chest. "Welcome to Earth, Lord Morpheus. Here we fret over lineage at dinner and argue about whose turn it is to do the dishes."

Morpheus considers your words for a moment, his expression contemplative. Then, in a tone so dry you almost miss the humor in it, he muses, "If the naming of offspring is such a grave matter, perhaps we should choose a name of great power. Something that commands respect and fear."

You raise an eyebrow. "Oh? Like what?"

Morpheus tilts his head, as if sifting through centuries of names in his vast knowledge. "Erebus, Lord of Shadows."

You snort, barely restraining your laughter. "Erebus? Are we naming a baby or summoning an eldritch horror?"

He considers this with a slow nod. "Perhaps it is too ominous for a mortal child. What of Nyx?"

"Okay, now you're just naming your relatives," you accuse, pointing a finger at him. "If we’re going that route, I vote we name the kid Hypnos and just lean into the sleep theme."

Morpheus’s lips twitch in what might be the faintest hint of a smirk. "Hypnos would be fitting, though my brother may take issue with it."

You gasp dramatically. "What, he wouldn’t want the honor? Fine, then we should go all out. How about Sandman Junior?"

Morpheus gives you a long, unreadable look. Then, with an absolutely straight face, he murmurs, "Sanderson Morpheus the Third."

That’s it. You lose it. You double over, laughter bubbling out of you in uncontrollable waves. "Sanderson Morpheus the Third!" you wheeze. "That’s so bad. He’s either destined to be a lawyer or an ancient wizard."

Morpheus, watching your reaction with what could only be described as amusement (though it’s so subtle you almost miss it), adds, "If that is unacceptable, we could always embrace modern naming conventions. I have observed that mortals favor names inspired by celestial bodies." He pauses. "Starlord, perhaps?"

You nearly fall off the couch. "Did you just reference Guardians of the Galaxy?"

He remains impassive, but there’s a gleam in his dark eyes. "I am aware of many stories, beloved."

"You are impossible," you say, wiping at your eyes.

Morpheus inclines his head ever so slightly, as if acknowledging a great truth. "And yet, you find yourself endlessly entertained."

You shake your head, still chuckling. "Point made. We should obviously name our imaginary dream baby something sensible. Like… Bob."

Morpheus visibly recoils. "Bob?"

"Yeah," you tease. "Simple. Classic. Bob the Baby."

He blinks at you, clearly struggling. "I… fail to see the majesty in Bob."

"Not everything has to be majestic, your highness," you shoot back. "Sometimes a baby just wants to be a Bob."

Morpheus exhales softly, as if resigned to your nonsense. But after a moment, he murmurs, "Bob, Dream of Infants."

You burst into laughter so hard that your sides hurt, wiping at your eyes as you struggle to catch your breath. "Oh my god, I can’t believe you just said that. Bob, Dream of Infants. That’s it. That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard."

Morpheus merely watches as your laughter winds down, his expression unreadable—but you swear there’s the ghost of amusement lingering at the corners of his lips. Certainly adoration you miss.

A comfortable silence follows, the kind that settles easily between two people who are getting used to each other’s presence. You lean back against the couch, exhaling through your nose, the exhaustion from the day creeping back in now that the moment of levity has passed.

Morpheus tilts his head slightly, studying you. "You seem weary."

"Yeah," you admit, rubbing your temples. "It’s been a long couple of days."

Morpheus nods solemnly, then hesitates. "Speaking of which," he glances toward your kitchen sink piled high with plates and glasses. "Shall we address that small mountain range crafted from porcelain?"

You groan dramatically, dropping your head back against the couch. "Ugh, I was really hoping you hadn’t noticed that."

Morpheus merely lifts an eyebrow.

With a sigh, you push yourself off the couch and head towards the kitchen. "Might as well get it over with."

As you roll up your sleeves and turn on the faucet, Morpheus appears beside you, examining a sponge as if it's an ancient relic. You squirt dish soap onto it and hand it over to him.

"It's simple," you explain. "Scrub and rinse."

Morpheus takes the sponge, dips it into the warm water, and approaches a plate with the concentration of an artist about to touch brush to canvas. You stifle a laugh as he scrubs with unnecessary vigor, bubbles flying everywhere.

"Perhaps not quite so... enthusiastically," you advise as a rogue bubble lands on your nose.

He pauses, looking at you with those endless eyes that have seen epochs pass. Then, surprisingly, a small smile tugs at his lips as he wipes away the bubble from your nose with an exaggeratedly gentle touch.

"Apologies," he says solemnly, but there's a playful glint in his eye. "I was merely ensuring that no speck of matter would dare remain upon our dishware."

For a moment, as you rinse off a now sparkling clean plate, there's an easy silence filled only by the sound of running water and clinking dishes. You find yourself watching Morpheus handle each piece of cutlery with a kind of grace that probably hasn't been seen in a kitchen ever before.

You dry your hands on a towel and glance at Morpheus who looks back at you expectantly.

"Now what?" he asks. Now what? Your still wondering why he is here, visiting you with such diligence!

"You've been a great help," you tell Morpheus, your hands still damp from the dish washing. "I'm going to take a shower now. I'll see you in The Dreaming tonight?"

Morpheus nods, his eyes lingering on you with an intensity that makes your heart skip. "Of course, beloved. Rest well."

The word 'beloved' echoes in your ears, and you do a double take, your mouth opening slightly to question him on it. But when you turn around, he's already gone, leaving nothing but the faintest whisper of his presence and the lingering scent of otherworldliness.

You stand there for a moment, puzzled and oddly flustered by the endearment. Shaking your head, you decide to push those thoughts aside for now. There's enough to process without diving into what Morpheus might or might not mean by his words.

With a deep breath, you head toward the bathroom for a much-needed shower and some time to clear your head.

Steam rises as you step into the shower, the hot water cascading over your tired muscles, washing away the day's stress. You close your eyes and let the warmth envelop you, hoping it will also clear your mind. But thoughts of Morpheus linger, his enigmatic presence haunting your thoughts.

Beloved. The word keeps echoing in your head. What does he mean by that? Could he actually feel something for you beyond the ruse?

You shake your head, trying to focus on the task at hand. You scrub shampoo into your hair and rinse it out, letting the mundane action ground you. After a while, you finish up and step out of the shower, wrapping yourself in a fluffy towel.

As you walk into your bedroom, you notice a change in the atmosphere. The air feels different, charged with a faint energy that prickles at your skin. You pause, scanning the room for any sign of Morpheus. But it's empty.

You sigh, slipping into your pajamas and brushing out your damp hair. The weight of everything still presses on you—the visit to your parents, the fake marriage that's starting to feel too real, and Morpheus's increasing presence in both your waking life and dreams.

Climbing into bed, you pull the covers up and close your eyes, willing yourself to sleep. The familiar tug of The Dreaming soon takes hold, pulling you into its surreal embrace.

When you open your eyes again, you're standing in Morpheus's palace, its towering spires and intricate architecture casting long shadows under a moonlit sky. The Gryphon, Wyvern, and Hippogryph at the gate nod as you pass by.

You weave through the ethereal corridors of the palace, your feet silent on the dream-stone floor. The towering bookshelves of Lucienne's library loom ahead, their endless spines brimming with titles from every conceivable reality. You push open the carved door, its hinges singing a soft lullaby as it swings.

"Lucienne?" Your voice seems to both echo and be absorbed by the vast collection of knowledge. "I need to talk to you."

The librarian appears from behind a shelf, her calm demeanor a balm to your frazzled nerves. She tilts her head, an unspoken invitation to speak.

"Morpheus, he..." You pause, searching for words that won't make you sound completely out of your mind. "He's acting like we're truly married. Not just for show, but for real. And I don’t know why or how to—"

Before you can finish, the telltale flutter of wings signals Matthew’s arrival. He swoops in through an open window, perching dramatically atop a nearby bookshelf. His dark eyes gleam with mischief as he caws,

"Trouble in paradise?"

You let out an exhausted sigh, rubbing your temples. "He calls me 'beloved.' He's always around, even when we’re not supposed to be playing our parts. He even helped me wash my dishes."

Matthew pauses, his head tilting so far to the side that for a second, you worry he might topple over.

"And?" he asks expectantly.

You blink. "And? What do you mean and? That’s weird, right?"

Matthew scoffs, fluttering down to land closer to you. "Weird? Oh no, no, sweetheart. You’re his wife."

You stare at him. "I’m his what now?"

Matthew fluffs his feathers as if he can’t believe he has to spell this out for you. "His wife," he repeats slowly, "Yeah. Ever since you two started this whole charade, he’s been different. More… I dunno, present. Like he’s actually here, and not just floating around all moody and brooding like some existential poetry collection. Which, for the record, is a huge improvement."

Your arms cross tightly over your chest, your dream-formed gown rustling with the motion. "But it’s all pretend. A trick to convince my mom to stop her matchmaking nonsense."

Lucienne steps closer, her eyes gentle. "Morpheus doesn’t pretend," she says, her words carrying a gravity that makes your stomach drop. "His realm is one of truth woven in allegory and myth. If he acts as your husband, in his heart, he believes it to be so."

Your mouth goes dry. The implications of her words hit you like a rogue wave, pulling you under before you can catch your breath.

"But I never wanted this," you whisper, the weight of unintentional deception pressing heavy on your chest. "It was just supposed to be a cover story."

Matthew gives a low whistle, hopping onto a stack of books. "Oh yeah, sure. Just a harmless little fib. No big deal. Just a tiny white lie to the literal King of Dreams—the guy who wrote the book on oaths, meanings, and eternal devotion. What could possibly go wrong?"

Lucienne nods in agreement. "And once he is committed to something..." She trails off, leaving the sentence to hang ominously in the air.

You swallow hard, feeling the truth settle uncomfortably in your bones. Morpheus believes himself bound to you in earnest.

Your mind races as you recall the past few days—his steady presence, the way his gaze lingered on you, the casual yet absolute way he called you beloved. And then—

"Oh my god," you whisper in horror, fresh embarrassment burning its way up your neck. "We joked about baby names."

Matthew, who had just been preening himself, freezes mid-motion before his head whips around to look at you.

"Wait. Wait, wait, wait. You and Morpheus talked baby names?" Matthew squawks, hopping in place with a ruffle of feathers.

You glance down at your ring finger, where the bands Morpheus had given you continue to appear without fail, no matter how many times you try to remove them. “Maybe…”

Matthew practically cackles, flapping his wings so hard he nearly topples off his perch. "Oh, this is rich! What’d you guys settle on? 'Little Prince of Eternal Brooding'? 'His Majesty, Lord of Nap Time'?"

Despite yourself, you snort. "More like ‘Hypnos’ and ‘Starlord’. My mom had some truly awful suggestions."

Matthew caws another laugh, his feathers fluffing up in amusement. "Might as well name them after natural disasters with parents like you two."

Lucienne raises an eyebrow but remains silent, her gaze flicking between you and the raven with a knowing look.

Matthew isn’t finished. He hops from one foot to the other, clearly loving every second of your suffering. "At least he didn’t suggest naming them after his siblings. Can you imagine? 'Come here, little Despair! Be nice to your brother, Ruin! Oh, and you—Destruction—stop knocking over the furniture!'"

You bury your face in your hands with a groan. "Matthew, please."

He flaps his wings and lands beside you with a dramatic sigh. "Hey, I’m just sayin’, if you keep this up, you’re gonna have half of The Dreaming planning a royal nursery. You might wanna have an actual chat with the guy before you wake up and find yourself at a baby shower thrown by a bunch of nightmares."

Lucienne clears her throat delicately. "It would be wise to clarify your intentions with Morpheus. If he considers this bond to be real, then you must decide what that means for you."

Matthew nods enthusiastically. "Yeah, before we’re all calling you Queen of the Dreaming and sending out official royal baby announcements."

You groan again, throwing your head back. "I need to get some air."

Matthew cackles. "Oh, don’t worry, beloved," he croons, absolutely laying it on thick. "Morpheus is probably already planning out the wedding reception in his head."

You send a glare his way, but it does absolutely nothing to deter the smuggest raven in existence.

Matthew isn’t finished. He hops from one foot to the other, clearly reveling in your mounting panic. "So, just to clarify—you two are already deep into the honeymoon phase, huh? Sharing domestic chores, throwing around baby names, looking all 'hopelessly intertwined by fate' in the library."

You point an accusatory finger at him. "It was one joke, Matthew."

"Oh, sure. One little joke that just so happens to fit into the 'happily married' storyline you two have been weaving. Hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but I think you might actually be in a relationship."

You groan, dragging a hand down your face. "No. No, this is still fixable. I just need to talk to him, set some boundaries, make sure we’re both on the same page."

Lucienne nods, ever the voice of reason. "That would be wise."

Matthew, however, has other ideas. "Or, hear me out—lean into it. The Dreaming loves a good romance arc. You’re already Dream’s beloved mortal consort. Might as well enjoy the perks."

You gape at him. "What perks?"

Matthew dramatically flaps a wing. "I dunno, poetic declarations of devotion? Nightmares that’ll personally torment anyone who crosses you? Maybe a personal moonlit library where he recites love sonnets in that velvety broody voice of his?"

You roll your eyes, but the thought lingers in your mind longer than it should.

Lucienne clears her throat, bringing the conversation back to reality. "If you are uncertain, then clarity must be sought. Morpheus will not deceive you, but you must decide if this bond is something you truly wish to break."

The weight of her words settles over you. Break it? That feels… excessive. You don’t even know what it is yet. Worry spreads across your face and you bite your lip. You don’t know what to do!

"Alright, enough with the gloom," Matthew says, shaking his head as if to clear away any lingering seriousness. "Let's focus on the now. So, you're married to Dream of the Endless. Big deal! People have been in weirder relationships."

"Matthew, he's an Endless," you say, exasperation seeping into your voice. "It's not like we can just go to couples therapy and work this out."

Matthew tilts his head, a sly grin forming on his beak. "Why not? There's gotta be a dream therapist somewhere in this realm. Probably someone with a name like 'Dr. Freudstien' or 'Sigmund Dreamberg.'"

You laugh despite the situation, the absurdity of the idea cutting through the tension. "Great, I'll book an appointment and we can discuss our dream baby names in a safe, non-judgmental environment."

Lucienne clears her throat, bringing the conversation back on track. "Perhaps a more immediate approach would be to speak with Morpheus directly," she suggests, her tone gentle but firm.

"Yeah, good luck with that," Matthew mutters, fluttering his wings. "The boss isn't exactly Mr. Open Communication."

You sigh, knowing he's right. Morpheus isn't one for heart-to-hearts or laying his feelings bare. He's more likely to speak in riddles and metaphors than give you a straightforward answer.

"Okay," you say, squaring your shoulders. "I'll talk to him. But if he starts reciting poetry about the moon and stars, I really am blaming both of you."

Matthew caws another laugh. "Deal! Just make sure to get it on record; I could use some new material for my stand-up routine."

With a final nod from Lucienne and an encouraging flap of wings from Matthew, you leave the library and make your way through the palace corridors. The path seems longer tonight, as if The Dreaming itself is aware of the conversation you're about to have.

Finally, you reach Morpheus's throne room. The massive doors creak open as if they too are reluctant to let you in. You step inside, finding Morpheus seated on his dark throne, his eyes fixed on some distant point in the ether.

You take a deep breath, steeling yourself as you step into the throne room. Morpheus looks up, his eyes meeting yours with an intensity that makes your heart stutter. His expression is unreadable, a blend of ancient wisdom and enigmatic curiosity.

"Morpheus," you start, your voice echoing slightly in the vast chamber. "We need to talk."

He rises from his throne with a fluid grace, closing the distance between you in a few long strides. "Of course, beloved. What troubles you?"

The endearment sends a shiver down your spine, but you push past it, focusing on the task at hand.

"Okay, so here's the thing," you say, words tumbling out in a rush. "I only needed you to pretend to be my husband for the weekend. You know, to get my mom off my back about getting married. I didn't realize you'd take it as an actual commitment."

Morpheus tilts his head, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Pretend?"

"Yes, pretend," you repeat, gesturing wildly with your hands. "Like a roleplay. A temporary arrangement. Not... not an eternal bond or whatever."

He looks genuinely puzzled for a moment before a flicker of realization crosses his face. "You did not wish for our union to be genuine?"

"No!" you exclaim, then soften your tone when you see the hurt flicker in his eyes. "I mean, no, not initially. But... now I actually like having you around." You pause, searching for the right words. "You're not as bad as I thought you'd be and then the whole baby talk and you defending me against my mother's pushiness..."

Morpheus's expression shifts from confusion to something resembling hope. "You have grown fond of me?"

"Uh," Your tongue seems to ties itself up and you have to swallow. “Yes? I don't really know what I am doing but I do know that I like spending time with you, in this realm and the waking world. I'm just— a little overwhelmed."

Morpheus steps closer, his gaze never leaving yours. "I understand now," he says, his voice a soft murmur that carries the weight of ancient knowledge. "You did not intend for this to be permanent. But your feelings have changed."

You nod, feeling a mix of relief and trepidation. "Yeah, I guess they have. But I need to know where you stand in all of this. Are we... Are we actually married in your eyes?"

Morpheus's expression softens, a rare vulnerability showing through his usually stoic facade. "In my realm, intentions and words hold great power. When you declared me as your husband, it became a truth within The Dreaming. But if this is not what you desire—"

"I didn't say that," you interrupt, surprising yourself with the urgency in your voice. "I just need to understand what this means for both of us."

He takes another step forward, his presence enveloping you like a comforting shadow. "It means that I am bound to you as deeply as the night is to the stars. It means that I will protect you, cherish you, and be by your side through every dream and waking moment."

Your heart pounds in your chest at his words, the sincerity in them undeniable. "That sounds... intense."

Morpheus's lips curve into a small smile, a rare sight that makes your breath catch. "It is the nature of my existence to be intense. But I will strive to make this union one of mutual respect and understanding." You let out a breath, feeling slightly more relieved now that things were clear.

"Great," you say before chewing your lip and giving him a playful smile. "But if my mom asks about baby names again, we're telling her 'Sanderson Morpheus the Third' is totally on the table."

Morpheus raises an eyebrow but nods solemnly. "Agreed."

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SILENT HILL 2 UPDATE: I am currently at the Lakeview Hotel, which means I'm in the (still very long) home stretch.

I have gotten through The Most Upsetting Boss in the Game (Angela subplot), and I played it twice, and I did practice commentary for it each time, since it's got some very sensitive subject matter and I wanted to work on expressing my thoughts clearly, you know? But also, I played it twice--I beat it both times--because I was terrible the first time. See, I don't like leaving an area or a boss fight until I feel like I've learned the skills it's trying to teach me (remember: I started with zero skills). The Abstract Daddy fight was mostly about dodging, and I was awful. Great with the Pyramid Head dodge timing; just absolutely terrible at maneuvering around a thing that can get close to you. So... the second time I played it was total chaos. I think I broke the game. Just constant clipping as I manhandled this poor video game with the feral Karen energy of the most aggressive mom on the playground ("HIT HIM!! YOU GOT IT!!!"). I actually would like to post video from this, but the boss design is really upsetting, so it kind of has to stay in the context of the story discussion, which means the video would be a full hour long, and I can post that, but also: it's a lot.

(I seem to have two gamer modes: loud-ass chaos elemental, and silent stealth in the dark. I did decently well with the Eddie boss fight, except that he soaked up my fuCKING AMMO, because I decided to hang back against the wall with my flashlight off and just... wait. There was no circling and getting lost and panicking; I just waited for him to reveal himself and then shot at him. A lot. The timing was still difficult, but it was a strategy that suited my "strengths.")

I've been recording everything I've played for my own reference--it's wild to watch it back and see all the monsters sneaking up on you that you didn't notice--so that I can review it before doing Actual Commentary, starting next week. ( @idoherty451 is starting his on Wednesday, and so I'll probably have mine up on Thursday or Friday?) And I'm going through those videos to find some short bits I can clip out and post (Toluca Prison In The Whole-Ass Dark went well). I did finally figure out how to fix the jumping video problem: it doesn't happen if I open the game through Steam rather than as a stand-alone program. idk idk. So, unfortunately, my earlier adventures with Maria are still jumpy, but I could clip a couple things from that. For the most part, though, it's a lot less hapless screaming as I get better at playing, and that's why I haven't posted any audio since Pyramid Head. Which is okay, I think, since I'll be doing Actual Commentary next week. Knock on wood that nothing happens to me before then (I don't care for the storms that've been forecast for tonight).

#sh2r playthrough #sh2r commentary #gaming

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galaxymagitech · 2 days ago

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Guide to Jaybin: The Origin Story

Pre-Crisis — Batman #357 to Detective Comics #526

Featuring Pre-Crisis weirdness, adorable Jason, and analysis of Bruce and Dick's arguments.

I am reading all of Robin!Jason Todd's comics in order, starting with his pre-crisis origin. Here are thoughts, mostly characterization and relationship focused, on this set of comics. (In the future, I might break stuff like this into multiple posts, because this ended up being pretty long).

Not-So-Serious Summary: Killer Croc, a new mobster in town, teams up with a disgruntled spy with a speech impediment (Squid), who he eventually kills. Croc tries to take over Gotham's crime scene and kill the Batman. Joker takes issue with this, and tries to play Croc and the other Gotham Rogues against each other. A family of circus acrobats, the Todds, get in the middle and end up fed to crocodiles. Meanwhile, Jason Todd is taken to Wayne Manor for his safety, where he finds the Batcave and stows away to help. Batman, Robin, and a vengeful Jason defeat Killer Croc.

Most Unhinged/Funny Moments

Batman breaks into a shooting range, beats people up, kidnaps a man, ties him up in the Batcave, and tells him that no one knows he's there and he has no rights. Meanwhile, Robin's sitting there, grinning and talking ominously.

I'm sorry, but this sounds very gay.

Characterization

Bruce — Refers to criminals as “creeps,” “thugs,” and “scum." Throws himself into danger and displays cartoonish righteousness. All fairly typical for 1980s Batman, unfortunately, and he still seems pretty human and warm in this arc. Although he believes that Squid maybe "deserved to die," because he's "scum," he doesn't allow that in Gotham. Oh, and he makes puns, complete with a "get it? I think he got it."

Dick — He's kind and compassionate, and prone to guilt. He's also very involved in Gotham's social sphere, and is able to competently host a reception.

Jason — Fairly generic. He's friendly and polite, but is way too willing to pick up an old Robin costume to help. When his parents die, he's vengeful and has to be restrained, but he quickly devolves into shaking and crying.

Relationships

Bruce & Dick

Bruce is naturally paranoid and wants Dick to be more cautious as well, which is a point of contention between them.

He knows he and Dick are drifting apart and is afraid of this.

For most of the arc, they're warm and friendly with each other.

However, near the end of the arc, Bruce randomly blows up at Dick and starts yelling at him, before pushing Alfred’s tray to the ground. Real mature, Bruce. Dick angrily says Bruce is “getting to be a stranger” to Alfred.

To Bruce's credit, he immediately regrets his actions.

I am tempted to make an analysis about this panel, but this read is supposed to be about Jason. So just briefly...

Bruce is partially to blame for the Todds' deaths.

Yelling "to hell with you!" is pretty nasty but okay.

Alfred, telling Dick "I'm sure he didn't mean it, Master Dick" is really unnecessary.

Dick was really not doing anything wrong, from his perspective Bruce just blew up unpredictably out of nowhere.

Bruce is really resentful about Gotham's citizens.

Bruce uses "Richard" instead of "Dick" to display his anger.

Mitigating Circumstances: The dramatic comics poses probably make the argument seem worse than it is. Also, Bruce is having a crisis right now over how Killer Croc saved his life and he subconsciously let Croc go in return.

Dick & Jason

Dick becomes friendly with Jason's parents and Jason, partially because Trina Todd reminds him of his mother.

Gordon blames Dick for the Todds' deaths because he had them investigate (despite him stating that them following Croc wasn't ever the plan, and him trying to convince Bruce to stop using the Todds for the plan and getting yelled at in response).

Dick feels responsible for the Todds' deaths and has grown to care about Jason, so he wants to adopt Jason. Bruce offers to adopt Jason instead, because "if it's anyone's fault it's mine".

Dick is happy about this and voluntarily tells Alfred to put Jason in his old room.

Notes/Trivia

Jason-Related

Jason comes from the Flying Todds at the Sloan Circus, (run by a guy named—you guessed it—Sloan) and Dick is friends with one of their clowns, Waldo.

His parents are Joseph and Trina Todd. Their uniforms are red or pink, depending on the panel.

The Todds are the finest trapeze troupe in America or Europe, according to Dick.

Upon meeting Robin…Jason immediately asks about Wonder Girl. Dick’s response? “You’ve got taste.”

Other

Commissioner Gordon is 60 and has a high blood pressure

Waldo calls Dick “Dickie Boy,” so that’s a known nickname for Dick

Croc is displaying fairly reasonable planning skills? He’s certainly not a brainless brute in this.

Bruce and Dick wear their costumes upstairs in the Manor. Alfred brings them refreshments without questioning their costumes, so this is a normal occurrence.

Killer Croc is fixated on the sanctity of his home. When Batman breaks into, he decides it’s “ruined” and has to start over.

Talia says Bruce is “the one man [she’ll] never go against—never!”

Alfred does indeed give comforting hot cocoa.

Characters sometimes call the Joker "Harlequin."

#guide to jaybin #dc #batman #pre crisis #dc comics #dc meta #batman meta #meta #dcu #batfamily #batfam #jason todd #dick grayson #bruce wayne

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okay the loop pronoun thing its like its like the splinter in my mind that sticks out just enough to get caught on stuff and irriatate the stuff further in.

because they start off with the royal we before going oh wait thats a personal thing not how other people refer to you. so that with the masking literally everything i am genuinely completely undecided on if the pronouns are like they actually just dont associate any with themselves anymore, their lying and covering it up so siffrin wont suspect anything or if its like they just need some time to be around people again and then itll be like ohhhhhh thats why i like these right.

and from there it goes into we literally have no idea how they act around people. okay they were siffrin but now have been so completely transformed by the looping that they are different enough to qualify as someone else.

they get called shy by the party but is that because they realize talking to them will have permanet consequences? is it because they remind them of who theyve lost? is it because they just havent talked to anyone aside from siffrin?

if they got comfortable around others would they be sassy like they are around siffrin?

loops everything is so wrapped up in the timeloops that its like there is almost nothing that can be said for sure about how they would act outside them at this point its like yeah they were siffrin but theyve forgotten all that and are different at least somewhat from everything.

the looping time really has utterly crushed them and then remolded them into something new and it is shown so so well through what is and isnt there about them and its so irritating they are literally a puzzle begging to be solved and the pieces are all blackened from fire and some are a bit out of shape and its like this used to be a solvable puzzle but at this point who knows!

yesss i do think the they/them was just the quickest default that they at least knew they didn't hate, and they're no longer Siffrin Enough to share siffrin's preference for he/him or they/them, though they may now (or one day) have their own preference for they/them. sometimes i give loop more pronouns later because there's no way they won't change a lot post-loops! (or in aus where they've otherwise had more time to think about it and try things out.) i'm fond of she/they/it loop but i may be biased lol

WE JUST KNOW SO LITTLE ABOUT THEM!!!

we know they were siffrin, a long long time ago.

we know how they act with siffrin, who doesn't yet know who they are, during the timeloops -- which are all three very big and specific criteria.

and then we know how they acted in acts 5 and 6, which are also super unique and unreplicable situations! obviously in act 6 they were just faced with the fact that a happy ending was possible all along but it can now never be theirs, on top of this being the first interaction in which siffrin knew loop's identity and loop knew siffrin knew. and then in act 5, this was their first interaction with the party as loop, which only happened because of desperate circumstances, and started off on the very wrong foot of utter devastation at not being recognized, which meant they abandoned their plans and improvised, all while everyone is super worried about siffrin and then trying to navigate the fucked up house. very weird and overwhelming situations!!

you can draw clues about how loop might act post-canon from all of these things we know, but you can't just straight up extrapolate, yknow? their in-game feelings and motivations just will never again apply in the same way, post-canon. and on top of the new contexts in which they'll be living, their trajectory will surely be strongly affected by their immediate post-canon circumstances, to the point that even putting them back into more-familiar contexts somehow would now provoke new responses. they could go in so many directions!! we just don't know!!!

sometimes people are talking about how loop would act post-canon and they say things so definitively and im like. man i think it depends 😭 we know so little about them and they know so little about themself.

#with everyone else. we are also only seeing a small sliver of their behavior directly #however #we also get *their opinions of each other*#which goes a long way towards establishing what they're like when they're Not on the last day of their epic quest #mirabelle used to be more anxious but has gotten more confident #isabeau's himbo persona was well-established and unquestioned #everyone thought siffrin was just quietly cool and confident and mysterious #to the point where mirabelle was worried he was being mean to her and odile was suspicious of his intentions and purpose #but we don't get any of that with loop #we know them in this context only #because they have only ever existed in this context!!!#there's some tendencies and motivations that we can pull from their canon actions #like the fact that they care about siffrin and the party #like the way they're both desperate to hide and desperate to be known #but we just cannot know what behaviors this stuff will manifest as post-canon #loop is as wide-open a question as the forgotten island #i loooove seeing the wide variety of post-canon loop takes ^^#loop #isat #thoughts #thoughts about loop #isat spoilers

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Small announcement!!!

Hi guys!! I wanted to make a small announcement regarding my pronouns and gender!

So basically Ive used a lot of labels in the past but in reality I think I was just trying to downplay the fact that I am a boy. if your trans you might understand this idk depends on your personal experiences but basically since I grew up and was raised as a girl and was referred to as a girl for most my life it’s really hard to accept the fact that’s not who I am even after years of knowing that the term girl never really fit so I’ve tried to use different labels and terms basically anything other then straight up boy so I didn’t need to accept the fact that I didn’t have any association to the gender I grew up thinking I was and I don’t want to do that anymore since I don’t feel like I align with any of those labels. I’ve been using Demi-boy and he/it + other neos for awhile now but recently I’ve put a lot of thought into it and I’m actually just a boy and I use he/him. I think the reason I tried to use neos is it was a way for me to be referred to as smth that wasn’t at all gendered so it didn’t give me any gender dysphoria even singular they/them pronouns on someone who identifies with them has always had connection to gender in my brain I associated it with non-binary ppl pronouns do not equal gender but it’s just what I associated them with when I thought about applying them to myself which yes I have definitely though abt the possibility of being nonbinary and using they/them it never fit when I tried to use the pronouns and gender but with neos they just seemed absolutely genderless to me so I found comfort in the fact that I didn’t need to accept I was fully a boy well also not feeling misgendered since neos have never bothered me since I’ve never seen them as a gendered pronoun when it comes to using the for myself but they aren’t my preference. Soooo yeah that’s kinda it. I’m still accepting myself for who I am and it took me forever to find out I was trans I still have a lot of transphobia and gender stereotypes towards myself that I’m working on but yeah that’s it :)

(Btw none of this is supposed to be transphobic towards others identities I just realized that I wasn’t those but the people who actually identify with those labels and pronouns are 100% valid and have my full support!!! Also for pronouns I understand that pronouns do not equal gender but what I was trying to say is that in my mind when I think about gender and pronouns for myself I connect them to my own gender personally)

Some moots cuz idk how else to boost this post:

@wendigo-wraithe @ezrazwrldz @ender-afton @moka-hanii @nerinhooo @bethn0tfound404 @airis-and-the-never @xxxlawrencexxx @floyd-and-arakel-made-a-blog @sicdios @theoisgay0 @y4m4-s4n @infcct3d-zw0mb1eez @promprom2007

#gender #trans support #transgender #transisbeautiful #transformers #trans pride #trans community #trans rant

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Can we talk about how s2 Will didn’t mind Dustin and Lucas hanging out with Max or them talking about girls. He let her join them for Halloween. Mike was the one who was upset and Will only got upset because Mike was upset. I think Will found the whole situation with Max kinda fun or silly, even though he wasn’t interested in her like that. They were all trying to figure her out and he was happily tagging along. Who is this girl? What’s her deal? BUT in s3 Will got upset when Mike got a girlfriend. Will is still tagging along everywhere Mike and Lucas but he’s not having fun or finding it interesting— he’s bored. Will was excited to hear about Dustin’s girlfriend and he never referred to Lucas/Max as “gross”. In s2 Mike never showed interest in Max or even spoke about girls. I wonder what Will’s feelings would’ve been if Mike showed that he was interested in Max in s2?

I definitely think Will would’ve been at least a little bit upset. I mean, Mike also isn’t dealing with internalized homophobia in season 2, so I definitely think he would’ve forgotten about Max the second Will was bothered by it, it’s hard to be sure, though. Though I am confident Will realized his feelings for Mike in season two, he was also possessed most of the season, so it’d be hard for him to really care. And Mike is so worried about Will the whole time that I doubt he’d really go and be infatuated with Max

#byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #byler endgame #asks

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I've thought about this in the past, and I'm gonna finally put my views into words. :)

First off, there is absolutely nothing wrong with living a single and celibate life! It can be a beautiful calling for those who are called and empowered to walk in it! Marriage is beautiful and a blessing, but it's not a requirement. And I also believe that for all of us, the most important Romance we'll ever have.. is with Jesus. ❤️

I just read 1 Corinthians 7, very very helpful chapter that I definitely recommend reading and praying about.

Paul said that "each one has his own gift from God, one in this manner (a single and celibate life) and another in that (a married life)." I love and find it beautiful how in this Verse (vs. 7) he points out that both paths are a gift from God and a blessing!

Paul also goes on to point out the benefits of living single and celibate (he does give a disclaimer, I think about this, that these are his opinions and suggestions- not commands from the Lord, but still Godly advice because the Holy Spirit is with him. :)

"There is a difference between a wife and a virgin. The unmarried woman cares about the things of the Lord, that she may be holy both in body and in spirit. But she who is married cares about the things of the world—how she may please her husband. And this I say for your own profit, not that I may put a leash on you, but for what is proper, and that you may serve the Lord without distraction." ... "But she is happier if she remains as she is (single; this verse is referring to a widow), according to my judgment—and I think I also have the Spirit of God."

One blessing about not being interested in romance is that not only does it give a person more time to focus on friendships, but also on cultivating their walk with the Lord, and on serving Him! That's a very good thing! (Not that romance or marriage is a bad thing- Paul points out in the same chapter it's not wrong to get married; and couples serving the Lord together in love is such a beautiful thing!)

So there's absolutely nothing wrong with not having sexual or romantic feelings/desires/relationships/experiences- on the contrary, it can be a gift and a beautiful and Godly path full of honor.

I personally am not too comfortable with the *labels* though; and I think that I myself would never use them.

Part of it is that I sort of just don't get the point of labels for such things to begin with? 😅 I don't see the usefulness of it. Like, it's not really harder to say something like "I've never experienced romantic feelings for anyone/I'm single/I believe I'm called to celibacy" and it would be more accurate than just.. using a label. I also don't wanna risk *identifying* too much with a label or idolizing it, so I'd just rather not use one to begin with. In my opinion it saves a lot of trouble to just.. not use such labels at all.

The identity thing is a pretty big part of it for me- such things should never be our core identity and in this culture they often end up becoming just that. My identity is in Christ, it's beautiful and fulfilling and complete, so it's important to remember that extra labels add nothing to who I am.

A big part of it is, like Julia said, that I don't feel comfortable being associated with the lgbtq community, NOT because I have anything against the people because I promise I love the people <3 I know many of them and love them dearly. but because the community as a whole supports things that I don't condone (such as sexual activity in contexts other than the bond between husband and wife) so while there's nothing wrong with being single and not having romantic feelings or relationships, I feel uncomfortable associating that experience or being associated with other things that I do believe are sinful. And I don't want to be associated or identify with a community that I don't relate to. I'd much rather be associated with my position in the Church as a bride of Christ, and with my true identity in Him.

And I think another part of it is that the label thing feels kind of a bit too "me" focused? (Really I think today's culture is just really wrapped up on self. Thinking about this, even like the topic of identity in general- identity is thought of as something centered on a person's self and only themselves, while True Identity is found in a person's relationship with Christ and is established by God! As Christians our identity revolves around God, not ourselves, for He's our Creator.)

Just.. reading the way Apostle Paul talks about these topics, versus how modern society does, feels.. different. And Paul's way is a lot wiser. I feel it's a lot more focused on God and His Kingdom and His Plans.

Like, I would definitely not see choosing to remain single as a "sexuality," and I also think it has less to do with "who/how I am as a person", and a lot more to do with God's Plans for my future.

Like, the question I would ask/wonder about wouldn't be whether I'm "straight" or "asexual" but rather.. does God have a husband for me in my future, or does He plan something completely different for me?

And it's not written in stone either. Like, we shouldn't feel like if we were to meet a man we love, who loves us and loves the Lord and we want to serve God together with him, we don't need to feel like we *can't* marry him. We may embrace one gift and then be blessed with another and that's okay because only God knows the Plans He has for us.

I hope this all makes sense and is worded in a thoughtful and respectful way, and I really hope I've said what God wanted me to express the way He calls me to express it. ❤️

I myself haven't experienced romance and think I may possibly be called to a single and celibate life. I wouldn't identify as aro/ace, but I would happily serve God as a single woman if that is His Plan. :)

Christians of tumblr! What are your thoughts & opinions on asexual/aromantic labels? And/or your thoughts on what being asexual or aromantic Means (e.g. not feeling any romantic feelings towards anyone / not feeling sexual desires towards anyone) and how you view that in light of your faith? Reblog or reply with your thoughts if you’d like!

This topic sprung into my mind recently and I’m really really curious to see what the Christians in my phone have to say about it!

#Conversations #Pine talks #Christianity #Discussion of lgbt topics

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