#THIS IS SO UNNECESSARILY LONG

[keyh0use]

why I've been absent & tw for m*rder, su*cide

I know I don't really owe anyone an explanation but I want to give one for my own piece of mind because I feel so guilty. Back in February I was injured really badly and hospitalised, and a couple days later my cousin, Christopher, was brutally murdered in prison. As a CO myself I've seen it happen more times than I can stomach to think about so it wasn't a huge shock, but we had gotten close over the last couples years, trying to provide him the support the rest of our family has denied him since his sentencing. Amongst so many other things we surprisingly had in common, he wrote too (not the same content as me, obviously, lol) and he was willing to provide me with a perspective I could only speculate on in Delicate, going over the relationships and how he would feel reconnecting with the person who got him incarcerated, like Rafe does with Barry in the story. And he succumbed to his injuries all by himself, no funeral, no obituary and I clung to that fic, terrified if anyone read it and criticised it I would literally never write again. As a distraction I put all my efforts into a story where Rafe tries to follow in his mothers footsteps by committing suicide, I just felt the heartache for it. My first funeral was for my aunt and uncle, Chris' parents, also murdered and the comparisons kept coming until I finished it. Then the same thing happened, it felt too real and vulnerable to share. So I tried writing something lighter, couldn't. Vampires? Blood, killing. Reminded me too much of what it felt like to be really hurt. And like what happened to someone I cared deeply for. As the months went by I pushed myself way too hard to get better physically and emotionally, pressured myself to sit through movies that made me uncomfortable to try and associate violence with actors instead of myself and ended up just getting way, way worse when I faced my attacker in court. Things slowed down after that, I tried to give myself a break that didn't make me feel guilty, ignored all the messages and comments asking for updates, just stayed off this side of social media all together so I wouldn't be reminded I'm not giving people the content they follow me for. My grandfathers cancer progressed, I spent a lot of time with him thankfully, and he committed medically assisted suicide the day of my best friends wedding rehearsal. The next night? Love of my life confesses his feelings for me but it's too late, we never said anything over the last 11 or so years and a couple weeks ago he married someone else. We buried my grampy, miscommunication tropes are super fun to write about but absolutely suck in real life, and I'm still not really feeling up to posting anything. All this to say I'm really sorry if I'm disappointing anyone. All I can do is promise I'm trying to figure everything out and that I haven't abandoned any works.

[kory-dany]

I have seen a couple posts defending Dick's response of 'I don't know' and his reasons for not telling Kory about his vision. I completely agree with all of those posts. However, I am posting this to highlight Kory's reaction and why I believe the dickkory scene in 4x06 might be one of her most vulnerable.

I disagree with people who don't like the scene. I think it represents dickkory really well and demonstrates this frustrating, at times, dynamic they've had since season 1.

Kory has always been the more emotionally intelligent one between them both. However, I think there are two topics Kory finds hard to talk about and deal with in her usual straightforward way; her powers and her relationship with Dick.

In season 1, Kory made it her mission to get Dick to open up to her. Partially for her own amusement and partly because she was curious about him. She has never been afraid to call him out on his shit and push him to recognise his emotions. In a way, she has been this emotional beacon for Dick since the beginning. However, Kory only ever guides Dick when the feelings he is figuring out are about himself, his past, or whatever trouble the team is in. She has never tried to push him to express how he feels about them as something more.

I think this is because even though Kory is strong and self-assured, just like Dick clearly has these insecurities about whether Kory would even want to try again. So too, Kory is scared about whether he wants a romantic future with her. And if I am being honest, I can't blame her. So many people don't recognise just how much bullshit Kory has had to put up with because she cares about Dick.

I am not blaming Dick for the state of their relationship; they've had so much to deal with, and I understand why neither of them has tried to pursue anything. However, Kory has had to deal with Richard's dismissiveness in Gotham, his regression into his past self, and his rekindling with Barbra. With everything Kory had to witness in Gotham, it's fair to say that she probably lost some hope of them rekindling.

But now, fast forward to season 4, Dick is better. He is more involved with the team, attentive, and co-leading with Kory. He's a better Dick than when he was in Gotham. However, He is still hardheaded Dick Grayson, and even after everything, he still doesn't "believe" in prophecies, visions, and destiny.

All things Kory does believe. But now imagine being Kory and listening to Dick continuously go on about how none of it is real. How all of it is bullshit and how they shouldn't take the book and everything else seriously. Only for her to have a vision, a vision of their future, a vision Zadira is saying is her destiny. Any hope Kory might have lost came back at that moment because she does believe, no matter Dick's cynicism. And because it is a future that she knows deep down, she wants.

But then Rachel tells her that Dick also had the same vision, that he also saw their little girl. This whole situation isn't heartbreaking for Kory just because he didn't tell her. It's painful because she has had to listen to Dick dismiss any chance of visions and destiny being real all week. But now she knows he has been saying all of this after experiencing and seeing the same thing she did.

Now onto the conversation they had this episode. I don't think Kory wanted to speak to Dick; like I stated earlier, how Kory handles her relationship with Dick differs significantly from how she handles other aspects of her life. I think some of the reasons why Kory hasn't initiated a conversation with Dick about them and the status of their relationship is that she doesn't want to push him when he's not ready. Additionally, I think she wants him to do it. She doesn't want to be his emotional guide when it comes to them; I think she wants to be fought for and chosen.

But she had to initiate the conversation this episode because if she didn't, Richard never would. Although he is far better than season 3 Dick, he is still emotionally constipated and scared of what it all means. However, how the conversation goes fits them very well. Kory doesn't go in with an antagonistic attitude (not that I expected her to), nor does she actually express her thoughts on it. Although she initiated the conversation, she seemed to want Dick to lead it (again, she is guiding him). Even during their discussion, Dick dismisses destiny. And where most people would probably feel defeated by this continuous dismissal and not say anything. Kory still tells dick about her vision of Mar'i. I think she still decided to tell him because she is an optimist, and I think she still had hope that no matter his beliefs in destiny, Dick believes in their vision and that he possibly wants it.

However, Dick doesn't react the way she wants him to. Even though his response might be honest, it reaffirms why she never wanted to be the one who started a discussion like this. (This discussion about Mar'i is more than just 'oh, we had a shared vision.' It is literally everything they have been avoiding bubbling over). I think to Kory; Dick's response, coupled with him saying destiny isn't real, is the final thing that makes her give up. This is why she finished the conversation spitting his words back in his face. I think unintentionally, Dick confirms to Kory that he doesn't want them to try again.

This scene is heartbreaking because Kory doesn't precisely speak her mind on the situation. But it is so evident that she is asking Dick to reassure her, to tell her that this thing she has been sitting patiently for (the two of them together) will happen. That he wants it to happen. This is one of the most vulnerable scenes she has had. And even though the scene isn't that long and the dialogue isn't that heavy, it says and expresses so much. This is why I can't understand the dislike for this scene; within such a short conversation, both Dick and Kory are emotionally exposed to each other and to us; Kory is left seeing Dicks shame and uncertainty. While Dick has to witness Kory's anger and hurt.

[mari-zuko]

who: @jessehart when: mid move in week where: somewhere around campus

Mari had been trying to avoid her father at all costs. Even before having returned to campus - the only issue was that Ogden was a fairly small school, making it a much difficult task than when she had been avoiding him over the summer, miraculously just always somewhere he was not, busy if he called. She had to keep her eyes peeled for him now that she was back at the school he oversaw, not wanting to deal with the aftereffects of having backed out of her internship. When she thought she spotted him, she darted off the path she had been walking on, abruptly switching her direction to make sure he didn't see her as he made his way past. It only took a few minutes, Mari's eyes fixed on his back, only relaxing once she was off the hook for at least a bit longer. She let out a sigh as she turned, stepping out of the spot she had tucked herself into in the shadow of one of the buildings, only to come face to face with Jesse.

Ironically, he was someone who could probably very much understand her desire to avoid her father - considering the summer he had had. She was pretty sure it was half the gossip at the school, and Mari - in the brief conversations she had had with her father - had already had it mentioned, well aware that the dean was not thrilled with Jesse's returning to campus, despite his friendship with Donovan Hart. There had probably been a good chunk of money involved in that. She couldn't help the slight wince that crossed her face, half out sympathy, and half out of embarrassment that he had spotted her in the act of trying to dodge her father. What did you even say to someone who had just spent the summer in rehab? "....Hey," she said, awkwardness coating into the tone. "I could explain why I'm skulking around the corner like a creep, but..." she paused, tilting her head slightly towards a shoulder. "Think you might appreciate the warning that my father just passed by more."

[karangarin]

Get to Know My OC [tag game]

nobody tagged me. i tagged myself! bcs i'm procrastinating on drafting ipap lol!!

Transcript of Interview with Huang Xiodan a.k.a. Darren Huang.

Interviewer: Good morning, Mr. Huang. Have a seat, please.

Darren: Right here?

Interviewer: Yes. Or anywhere that's most comfortable for you.

Darren: Right. [chair scraping] Thank you. You can just call me Darren, by the way.

Interviewer: Sure, if that's your preference. Darren, I'll be asking you a few questions today. Feel free to answer them however you like.

(Darren is visibly uncomfortable. He wrings his hands together.)

Darren: Is this being recorded? For a... magazine or an article or something? If so, then sorry, I'm not interested.

Interviewer: Yes, this interview is being recorded. However, rest assured what you say in this room is strictly confidential. It will neither be published nor distributed.

(Darren appears somewhat comforted, though he still seems wary.)

Interviewer: First question.

(From this point onward, unless otherwise indicated, assume all words spoken besides the questions themselves are the words of Huang Xiaodan.)

Are you named after anyone?

Not that I'm aware.

2. When was the last time you cried?

[laughs nervously] Not holding back, huh? Uh, I don't know? Maybe... (He purses his lips.) Uh, yeah. I don't know.

3. Do you have kids?

Are you saying I look old enough to have kids to you? [laughs] I'm joking. But no, no kids. They're cute, but not interested in them. (He stares at his hands.) At least, not right now. Wait, you promise this isn't for some magazine or anything, right? Disregard my previous statement if it is.

(He calms down once I reassure him his statements will indeed remain confidential.)

Right, sorry. It's just been a while since I've done something like this.

4. Do you use sarcasm?

Sometimes. (He looks to the distance, smiling fondly.) Not as much as Naia, though. Have you interviewed her? Holy shit, I'd love to know what she said. Huh? I can't? Oh, right. Confidentiality. (He flashes a smile and cocks his head.) Not even a little? No? Aw, man.

5. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Whether they're smiling. I think you can tell a lot about someone by seeing whether they're smiling the first time they meet you. Helps me tell whether they might already like me or not. It's why Zeke gave me all the wrong vibes first time I saw him.

6. What's your eye colour?

Just basic brown. I think they're nice, though. But if I could have any other eye colour it'd be gold. Ooh, or I'd want to have heterochromia and have one eye be gold and the other brown. That'd be cool.

7. Scary movie or happy endings?

Happy endings. [pauses] Definitely happy endings. (He smiles. It is somewhat rigid.) But I've watched my fair share of scary movies because of Naia. Not my cup of tea. Let's just leave it at that.

8. Any special talents?

There's not much I can't do, you know? [laughs] That sounds like such a brag. But I am. Bragging. I can paint, waltz, sing, act, sculpt, write some impeccable Chinese calligraphy—and that's not even mentioning the instruments I can play. Piano, violin, cello, harp, flute. You name it, I can probably play it. Oh, but wanna know my coolest talent? I'm Candy Cupid. (He grins.) What's that? Oh, I'm so glad you asked. Basically, I can match people with their favourite candy. I just know. Every person has their own candy soulmate. It's like—

(He speaks at length of his Candy Cupid talent. The rest of the transcript has been cut for brevity's sake.)

9. Where were you born?

Shanghai. Beautiful place, you know? Even after moving, I went back there a lot as a kid. Wouldn't go again.

10. What are your hobbies?

I uh... [laughs sheepishly] I like knitting. You swear nobody's gonna publish this, right?

11. Have you any pets?

Nah. I'm not home a lot. Would be really mean for me to have a pet. But I'd love to have a polar bear. Have you seen them wet? They look so pathetic. It's hilarious. Don't tell Naia I called them that, though.

12. What sports do you play/have played?

I mean... you wanna hear me start bragging again? [laughs] I was trained to play any sport there is. Again, you name it, I can play it. I'm a monster at tennis, though. Dominate the court.

13. How tall are you?

Six foot one. And I swear I'm not lying!

14. Favourite subject in school?

Chemistry, no contest. Think that's pretty obvious given I literally teach it for a living. But yeah, I loved it. Still do.

15. Dream job?

Having my own app where I match people with their favourite candies. Like Tinder, you know? [laughs] No, but on a more serious note, I really enjoy being a chemistry teacher. Wouldn't want any other job. Plus, I get to bother Naia all day. So, I love my job. Which is crazy to say aloud, because who loves their job?

Interviewer: Alright, thank you—

Darren: Oh, that's it?

(He appears disappointed.)

Interviewer: Yes, that's all the questions I have for you today, Darren. Thank you for your time.

Darren: Right. Of course. No problem. It was a pleasure. (He extends his hand.)

Interviewer: Likewise.

(I shake his hand. Darren stands from his chair, pushes it back in. At the door, he bows his head slightly and smiles. He leaves the room.)

[kmesons]

the tgwdlm soundtrack: a visual summary

[awingedllama]

this is a little niche and probably incredibly difficult to try to animate but a cool idea for the nostalgia set specifically in the kitchen is one of those pull out trash cans from the cabinets. We had one in an old house my family lived in, cousins & I would always play in it and hide in it but I was just thinking about older trash can themes while i was using the kitchen set for my current build.

added it to the download folder :)

it uses the tuning for the nano-can, so you'll receive simoleons for your trash

note: sims are able to throw garbage away, and the cabinet will animate, but they won't actually route *to* the trash can first; they just sort of chuck it into the abyss. whenever i try to add constraints to the interaction, the sim can no longer throw away trash, so i've left it as-is for now. trash cans do not like to be edited apparently, and changing any little bit of tuning can make it stop functioning altogether. (if anyone knows how to force sims to route with the trash, please let me know!)

also you'll notice the cupboard is slightly darker than the others. it's using a different shader, because the counter shader prevents the animation from playing. another annoying little thing i'm not sure how to fix

it's far from perfect, but i hope you get some use out of it!

[lavenderrpages]

karolina nodded. an unspoken agreement that was distinct in knowing shiv had a disadvantage since birth. harsh. there was respect in the gumption. even if it was consumed by speckled emptiness, she imagined. karolina hadn't always been proud of her own game play. what was gain without great loss ? spoken by many respectable literacies with reason. it was the truth.

the brunette was a working machine. tactical. critical thinker. greased with efficiency. karolina could take a lump of clay of a company and turn it into a beautifully structured work of art. smooth the ugly cracks of capitalism, narcissism, and misogyny. amongst uglier things. her own life ? every extended reach of her career decayed anything personal.

the closeness with her family had become neglected. a long term relationship had vanished without acknowledging it had. the apartment she lived in became less and less lived in. sterile like. karolina could hardly recognize who she'd been outside of the corporate chokehold. being gripped for so many years transpired into a form of stockholm syndrome. this festering, intoxicating environment was all karolina felt stable to. said a lot when PR had her on the brink of being sponsored by Tylenol.

the vibrating feeling of her phone called to her from its blazer hold. it'd been the fourth time since being out here, and not paying attention to the technology was itching at the back of her throat. the decision to pull her work phone out came with a leaning shiv. space growing smaller scratched attention. made karolina stiffen with a whiff of perfume. expensive, no doubt. lungs inflated sharply. karolina took notice to how similar in height they'd been, only differing in heels. how hadn't she taken notice before ?

fingers slipped into her pocket. the woman couldn't ignore the phone any further, unlike the subtle tension of bundled warmth shiv standing that close to her had pitted. that would be ignored. buried. eyes were illuminated by a downpour of emails. nails tapped for a moment on the screen with such focused intention. " right." karolina shifted. a dark blue gaze lifted. " sounds like another day at the office. " do with it what you will. any repercussions would be held behind gritted teeth, and karolina would cover a loader roar. muffle it. whatever this had been, out here, two women of waystar caught in a light evening wind, karolina eased into her spoken name. tongue pushed to the back of her front teeth. withholding.

shiv laughed, cold and dry, impossible to find any real humor hidden beneath. a tiring game. a complete understatement considering she became a pawn straight out of the womb, shuffling around a board her father had created. advancing two spots, moving back three. constantly rolling the dice. the exhaustion set in some time before she even hit puberty. the only way to survive was to adapt. to be fueled by it. to feel lucky to even have a piece on the board in the first place. the alternative was much worse. she could be a connor, having his turn constantly skipped. or, she could be left out of the game entirely. forced to watch from the sidelines.

it was tiring. days like this one, she could feel it in her bones. wanting to scrap the whole thing. flip the game board, cause a scene. be done. but there was no stopping it. you either played your turn, or you live life as an onlooker. a spectator. shiv roy was no spectator. "yeah, well. guess it's better than not being asked to play." she believed that, but it was less convincing today.

eyes flicked to karolina. her brow furrowed. she had looked over to the other woman plenty over the course of this conversation, tasted bits of her on the tip of a cigarette, and still. she somehow understood less and less as time went on. what was this? comfort? the essence of support that felt peculiar. unfamiliar. she couldn't imagine this conversation with a frank or a karl. she could barely even picture gerri, her own godmother, who had little advice for shiv since she'd learned how to blot her own lipstick. no. this was something different, if not sealed by the fact that no one called her siobhan unless voices were being raised. she meant that.

"i'm not sure what good that does me," shiv replied. she left off the rest of the thought that resided in her brain. if i'm kept in a cage. she had always been chastised for ferocity. still was. a lion wasn't really a lion in captivity. but she wouldn't be made a victim of her circumstance. couldn't stomach if she was. balancing her weight against the railing, she leaned in toward karolina. not glaringly inappropriate, but less distance between them. "so you...what? wouldn't blame me if i...bit someone's head off?" shiv's tongue protruded, briefly, between her teeth. "as long as it's not you, karolina."

[torubeth]

aren’t you going to write “degradation taken too far” but with satoru? 🫦😰😭

you asked for it babe; i didn’t wanna hurt yall gojo girlies (inc myself) but you want pain? ok. pain is what you get. warnings : (mature content 18+) smut, degradation, gojo being mean (yes it’s a warning), angst to comfort??and maybe have a tissue box or two????

‘look at the gorgeous mess that you are baby. never knew you’d fold this easy’ he remarks, lips trailing down your body, sucking violet coloured hickeys along the way.

‘satoru- i already told you that the last time, will be the last time! so why are you-!’ slowly but gently he slides in, a wave of contentment washing over you, immediately shutting you up.

‘hmm what was that? mind repeating it f’me sweetheart?’ he smirks.

you decided to stay quiet because what’s the use? you’re gonna end up with him on top you again. mostly tomorrow. and the day after that.

and that’s when you realise that the pace was starting to pick up and his hands were now on your clit, rubbing hard circles eliciting nothing but moans and whines from you.

‘satoru oh my god! shit, feel so good i feel like i’m gonna cum!’ you reach up to slither your arms around his shoulders, your breathy pants now right by ear.

‘toru agh! fuck fuck- i…i love you satoru, i love you so much! please, if you keep this up i might-’ suddenly with a roughness unknown to you, he pulls out.

‘wait wait wait, why’d you stop? i was so close-!’ you pant, leaning up on your elbows.

instantly, there was a shift in his aura.

‘love? you said love? what makes you think i will ever love someone like you? you’re just a hole to fuck. a passing cloud. something for me to do when i’m bored of my fucked up life. nothing more’ he erupts.

‘what?’ your voice was reduced to nothing but a whisper.

‘where in the wide wide vicinity of your fantasy land did you come up with ‘love’ ?’ he spat.

‘i mean seriously, you thought this was something-‘ he knew what he was saying was far from the truth.

why would he not love you? what is there not to love? if he knew what love meant, it’s because of you.

but you shouldn’t love him, but you do. why? why do you wanna be with him? why do you wanna be tied down to someone like him?

meanwhile your mind is racing with a million different thoughts, not knowing what or how to respond.

‘it’s best if you just leave’ he finishes.

you didn’t need to hear the entirety of his speech to know that you were…disposable? replaceable?

the dam breaks and tears stream down your cheeks, eyes red and body trembling. you gather of what’s left of your heart and face him ‘this really is the last time’ you whisper, meaning every word, clutching hard at the sheets for some kind of comfort, without breaking the eye contact.

that’s when his eyes look at you.

your eyes. god, your eyes. they were one of the reasons he fell in love with you. they were fierce, beautiful and always on him. but now they were broken, filled with pain and tears, still beautiful and held nothing but ache.

next was your lips he loved kissing so much. his personal favourite, was always ready to put him in his place and bring him to his knees. now they were trembling. in hate, or fear? he thinks he doesn’t really wanna know the reason behind that.

taking a deep breath, he steeled his nerves because there was no going back now. the cat and mouse chase ends here.

suddenly, a huge wave of warmth enveloped you and it took you mere two seconds to realise that he was hugging you, and hardly a second for you to come to the realisation that you would never push him away.

‘i want you to know that you mean so much to me. a while ago my world was nothing but dark, but you came painted it all, giving meaning to each and every little thing in it. i deserve to rot in hell cuz fuck, i didn’t mean a word of what came out of my mouth’ and that’s when you felt little drops on your neck.

never once has he cried in front of you, always going on about how ‘the strongest never cry’

‘you mean the world to me baby. when you told me you loved me, i was brain dead. never knew i was capable of being loved by someone like you. i mean, why would you love someone like me? all my versions are nothing but a wretched mess, so why would you-?’

pulling back to look at him, your eyes are stern when you tell him-

‘you are actually an idiot if you think i care about any of that’ wiping away his tears, your hands rest against his cheeks.

‘i want all your versions satoru. flaws and all. i want them to course through my veins. i want you in all my mornings and all my nights. i want you everywhere. and if you’re going down, i’m willing to go down with you. so please, please don’t push me away’ you said because loving him was as easy as breathing, your eyes once again starting to tear up.

and that was the confirmation he needed, as he leaned down ‘i love you, i love you so much. i fucking love you’ chanting over and over again. pressing kisses everywhere. your nose, lips, cheeks, forehead, everywhere.

‘i adore you and i promise to cherish you like you deserve till we’re old and wrinkly’ he bumps his nose against yours, earning a small laugh from you.

‘i know you will satoru’ you whisper, bumping his nose in return ‘i will love you till we’re old wrinkly too’

[mlobsters]

supernatural underwear

[mugentakeda]

say your prayers weezer (ref sheet that i dont even need) (ignore how italian lestat looks i didnt realize it while drawing)

[dandp]

I'm watching through the early Phil younows for the first time and boy, we understandably harp on Dan the most for the 2012 era denial/overcompensating but Phil's contributions are fascinating. So far my highlights include:

"Dan and I don't do everything together because then we would get sick of each other...as friends" ok no one was reading into it as if you weren't friends

Him willingly reading out "would you rather marry Dan or lick a hobo" and having an extended moment of silence that lasts way too long to be casual as he fights for his life trying to figure out what to say before saying hobo and quickly trying to move on. Then Dan joins later on and he unprompted tells Dan about this. Also should be noted shortly after he answered he was like "huh weird my chat is suddenly being slow and there's nothing for me to read out" which seems a little too convenient to me

[theshy1sout]

Okay, so

I finally got my bf into reading Homestuck. I was on a phone call with him as he read it at loud, voice-acting and stuff, while I was drawing. Today he reached the Dave first appearance and he discovered Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff.

You have to understand that I always thought that this comics was just a stupid joke that only Hussie understands and finds funny. Bc the moment I saw the page with the dog (you know which one) I left the comics and never looked at it again. Until today.

My boyfriend read every single page of Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff in complete silence. I asked him what's wrong, and he said "This is extremely sad". I was confused so he started explaining to me how this comics is a way little Dave was coping with trauma of living with his abusive brother. I didn't believe that, so I started reading the comics again and you know what?

Imagine adult Dirk, being completely under Lord English control, going shopping with little Dave and destroying supermarket in frustration of not finding anything that Calliborn would recognize as a food, being arrested by police in process and leaving little Dave alone hidden somewhere in the shop.

Imagine little Dave being pushed from the stairs so many times by his bro, he drew a caricature of himself pushing his bro off the stairs in revenge. Or being regularly beaten so hard and often, so he drew comics in which his brother got beaten up, shitted on and even brutally killed.

Imagine little Dave being so hungry (bc of course brother didnt give him proper food) he literally threw himself at a Subway sandwich machine during idk a walk with his bro (probably) and tried to steal some food or even just smell the actual normal food and while doing so got abandoned by his brother. Again.

Of course we can't interpret this way every single page of Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff, but come on, if you start seeing it, you cant stop sensing that every single page is either a way Dave coped with a traumatic experience or a way he kind of got revenge on his brother in a way his brother wouldn't understand and notice and beat him up for doing so.

I searched internet for so long and can't find a single person who would interpret it this way. Am I wrong though??

It gets better. As we know, Dave from universe B also drew this comic. And we even got a directly explained to us interpretation: he started drawing it as a simple comic (probably to cope with the loneliness). Then when Batterwitch became a real danger and he saw that but couldn't react directly, he started using his comics as a way to show what Betty Crocker was really like. So we also had this two characters, one represented Betty Crocker and the second one represented society, and they had this very abusive relationship that had references to situations in real life in Universe B.

So my theory (or more like my bfs theory) is that Dave from universe A was using his comics for the same exact thing. He drew situations from his life in a unreadable for others way (and also no one taught him how to draw or write, and maybe later he kept the shitty format so it's unreadable and too shitty for his brother to read) to cope with trauma. We see in this comics that Sweet Bro is shaving himself above Jeffs face while he sleeps, a thing that Dave's bro could definitely do. We see some pages of Dave trying to understand sport, economy and politics in his own way, bc his brother of course didn't teach him shit. And we even got a page that might suggest that Dave was sexually molested by his bro. There are many scenes of Bro being abusive to Jeff or Jeff getting his revenge. We also have Geromy, a possible interpretation of John, and on one page Jeff (Dave) tries to come to Geromy's (John's) place to visit him, but he can't and he drowns instead (which is so sad???).

I could go through every single page with this interpretation. I think some pages being a foreshadowings for what is happening later in Homestuck is just an additional joke, Hussie loves having layers of meta twists and many unrelated things relating or referencing each other for no reason. I don't think the comics is Dave's unconscious traveling through time and revealing the future, bc if so then we would see every single page of Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff being a foreshadowing, and they are not. I also think that the huge wink to the audience was the scene of Dave being pushed by his bro down the stairs and we see him falling with accompaniment of a little panel of Jeff saying "I warned you about the stairs, bro". For me this is a visible hint that this is what this page of the comics was about, it was a way of coping with trauma, it was Dave drawing his brother falling down the stairs and himself saying probably a line that his brother irl was saying to him a lot.

Dave drew his life. His own horror of a life and it was probably more terrifying than he revealed in act 6.

Do you remember the iconic "bro hug" from Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff? A hug from his bro, sth that Dave really needed and wanted, a simple hug that he was very nervous to asked for, he literally drew himself hugging his brother in his second comic, and then we have the very same scene of Davepeta and Arquius hugging (part of them was Dave hugging Dirk, even if artificial), and then we have the exactly opposite of the scene between actual Dave and Dirk, when instead of enthusiastic "we're doing it bro, its happening, were making it" it's Dave saying "fuck forgive me for what I'm doing, this is so messed up fuck" and it's not even full embrace like in his comic, it's awkwardly side by side hug when they didn't even sit on the same level (like in the comic or with sprites), no, Dave is lower, he's smaller, he's scared, he cant face his brother, he wants to but he can't and this is just aaaansnanbska dmnsksnsdkydykdky

Can someone talk about this comic more? This flashy shitty documentary of Dave's life drawn by idk maybe 8 years old Dave ? The more I read Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff, the more depressed I am, cause this is so sad if I'm right about it. I really wish it was just stupid colorful comic without any deeper meaning, just faking to have one or sth....

Also I think Geromy is black bc either Dave didn't know how John looks like so he imagined him being somewhat similar to his fav president Obama or maybe he was just trying to make John's character as unlike John as possible so no one would suspect a thing. Or maybe he just imagine himself being friends with young Obama, who knows.

After editing this chaotic rambling I have two more things as a prove for my theory. One is picture above, and second is what Hussie said about Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff:

“SBaHJ is absolutely inseparable from HS, and has been almost from the start. If you don't understand this, then you don't understand HS very well. SBaHJ is like the mentally handicapped step brother of MSPA, requiring special attention, but no less cherished as a part of the family. It was originally intended as the chief source of in-house memes for dialogue, but this is ultimately a superficial purpose. Though it only has 20+ strips, it contains a pretty dense and internally consistent language of recurring symbols and typo-driven grammars, applicable as a rich sub-cognitive lexicon for highlighting elusive elements woven into the mythology of the story which tend to be shrouded in the unconscious.”

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Wild in a cup :)

(Credit to @tonikensalegend for the cup idea :))

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Ya'll probably know this by now given how much I post about it but one of my favorite pastimes is watching people react to Stranger Things. I bring this up this time because I've noticed a pattern.

People root for Mileven in seasons 1 and 2 with no problem (with the exception of a couple of reactors who took forever to pick up on it in s1 or just didn't like the idea of rooting for such young kids to be kissing). Esp s2 because everyone wants them to reunite and then said reunion is absolutely adorable.

However, by about halfway through ep1 of s3, everyone just seems to be so bored of them. Like nobody I've watched has ever really expressed the want for them to get back together when they break up. I realize this is probably partially because of the annoying nature of their relationship and the way their whole breakup is played off like a big joke, but that's actually precisely what I'm getting at. Why would the writers choose to make it so easy to stop rooting for the "main couple" of the show??? Just so they could have a comeback arc or seven? If Mileven is endgame, this will probably be one of my biggest hangups, esp given the way Mike was the brunt of the "joke".

One of the main reasons I always go back to Byler endgame despite all of my doubt is because of how the writers treat Mileven's relationship. It's pretty toxic and so it's easy to stop rooting for them or just the repetitive-ness of their story as a couple makes them boring. They wouldn't make the "main couple" the most annoying couple in the show if they were actually going to be endgame.

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shoes in FMA rated on how comfortable they'd be to fight in

Edward Elric

considering Ed's uhhh very distinct taste in aesthetics, these could be a lot worse. they look relatively comfortable and don't seem like they'd be difficult to move around in. they are platforms though, which I imagine makes things more difficult. I'll be generous and give these a 7/10

Most of the Amestrian military

pretty much everyone in uniform wears the same shoes, so I'm lumping them all together. these are Roy's, if that matters. they look fine. I imagine that because it is part of a military uniform, it's designed to be moved around in and worn for hours on end, so ideally they're relatively comfortable. it doesn't look like there's much traction, but they're usually fighting on flat surfaces so whatever. 8/10

Fu and Lan Fan

these shoes fucking rule. the picture I've included is Lan Fan's, but they wear p much the same shoes. I fucking love these things. they have spikes. Edward Elric fucking wishes. considering this seems to be part of the bodyguard uniform, I'd imagine they're as easy to run around in as the military shoes, if not better since they're expected to be doing martial arts in them. but most importantly, they have spikes. 10/10, no notes.

Ling and Mei

on the topic of doing martial arts, both Ling and Mei wear these.... I'm not sure what they are. flats? slippers? it's unclear. (EDIT: they are apparently Kung Fu shoes!) they seem relatively easy to move around in I guess since they're not very cumbersome and both Ling and Mei rely on being very nimble. they look like they have absolutely no support in the soles though, which is gonna get painful after a certain point. also depending on what fabric they're made of, they could definitely start chafing. I've worn flats. I know that hell. 7/10 for the potential blisters, but at least they're designed specifically for martial arts

Greedling and Bradley

it's hard to get a good shot in this scene because neither of them stop moving, but I swear to god, they're fighting in dress shoes. I cannot stand them. this CANNOT be comfortable. I know Greed prioritizes aesthetics over function so this was probably a compromise between his and Ling's tastes but ohhh my god. he was probably wasting so much of the philosopher's stone just passively healing the million blisters on his feet from running around in these things. there's a chance Bradley is wearing the military uniform shoes but I think he was in more formal dress when he got blown the fuck up, so I don't think so. no wonder he complains about being sore, quit running around in dress shoes you fucking moron. 4/10.

Greed

THESE FUCKING THIIIIIIIINGS. WHY ARE THEY POINTY AT THE END. WHY DOES IT LOOK LIKE SOMEONE HIT HIS FOOT WITH A MALLET AND FLATTENED THEM. he's so dumb. I love him. looking at these things tells me he would probably wear goth cowboy boots if he could, and tbh that would probably look better. 3/10 for Greed's overall silly as hell fashion sense

Lust

okay. the heels make sense considering her whole vibe. however. these are part of her fucking BODY. when she gets incinerated, they grow back. can she even take them off???? I'm scared to ask. I guess if theyre part of her body, she doesn't have to worry about adjusting to balancing in them like you would normally with heels, but oh my god. she can never wear normal shoes. I would also be murderous if I had to wear heels all the time. 4/10.

Father and Izumi

guys. these are sandals. it has been four hundred years and Father is still wearing the same outfit he was wearing in the damn desert. find a new outfit man. Izumi is apparently wearing bathroom slippers (hence the WC) so idk why she's even wearing those out of the house. Father gets 0/10 and Izumi gets 1/10 because she still manages to kick everyone's asses while wearing these, so respect

Envy

PUT YOUR FUCKING TOES AWAY. -10000000/10

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