#am i going to have to tag every character

[prettyboykatsuki]

idk how but i saw your caleb fic on ao3 and your note about caleb and incest and… i have some mixed feelings.

dumbing caleb’s character down to him just being in an incest trope is kinda wild? he’s definitely more than that. and as a black reader it would be hard to imagine that we would be blood relatives. your whole note just comes off very close minded and exclusionary in that regard.

this isn’t at all to knock incest at all btw but yeah

💀💀💀 i don’t think this is bait so im going to try to answer this in good faith but im also not sure what to say to this ask

“dumbing down caleb’s character to an incest trope,” i don’t think you are correctly identifying what the trope in caleb’s romance is but it’s not incest itself. incest is a theme in caleb’s romance, that has narrative purpose. the familial relationship is integral to caleb’s character and his view of mc. caleb experiences cultural values of being the oldest son in his sense of duty and responsibility towards mc - and this, externally, conflicts with his romantic affection and desire for her.

their relationship exists primarily as brother and sister. but the romantic and sexual aspect is also there, which would make it incestuous. this to me, is not up for discussion. i’m assuming you did not read the fic, merely looked at the tags and presence of sexually explicitly content and assumed what is actually being discussed in the text without actually reading it

additionally, i put in the tags and also in writing that caleb and mc are adoptive siblings. which would negate mcs race being relevant in the first place ? they are also, again, canonly adoptive siblings in the game - stated in every language except en localization which deliberately scrubs the evidence of this. i state in my authors note i base my caleb on the cn translations

all of my mcs are race neutral because i am not white but south asian. describing my work as exclusionary when i explicitly write to make sure my readers don’t include any number of visual descriptiors is insulting.

i think it would be more honest if you did just say you did not like incest and did not want to read it. that’s your prerogative. it’s not responsibility to monitor what you do or don’t read though

[dondusthefirstconsul]

Okay no your thing for Caracalla's stabbing still gets me. It is intriguing I want to know more. Why is it hot and is it just him because Geta's entire deal just seems to make you sad. Am I incorrect. I'm so curious. You can also not tell me and I'll just be sitting here watching your tags like "a mystery for the centuries. fascinating" but also.

I was left staring at this ask in pure wonder. My thoughts to be found fascinating? I can't imagine. I'm flattered and very much flustered but I'll try to explain.

You're not wrong that the way Geta was killed doesn't invoke the same kind of feelings in me that Caracalla's death does. But it's more so what happens after he's already dead that upsets me.

The neck is such a sensual, vulnerable, and exposed part of the body, maybe the most vulnerable. Exposing your neck is a show of trust, of respect, of surrender. It's so intimate. The way Geta's kneeling on the floor and how Macrinus grabs his hair and slices his neck. That's so hot it's unreal actually. Indeed because the neck is such an intimate, vulnerable part of the body I'm such a whore for neck cutting. When he's first slashed and the blood gushes out and his eyes go dark it's still hot. If he was just sliced and left bleeding out I would be extremely horny about that too. But the beheading and the head parading in it's violence and humiliation is too brutal it's not hot to me.

Let's see if I can even begin to articulate my feelings about Caracalla.

Seeing that trickle of blood from his ear makes me shudder everytime. I look at it and feel this kind of warmth coiling in the pit of my stomach, a deep satisfaction in my chest. I have no other word for it than that I just feel horny. It's that intoxicated feeling.

There is something so beautiful in the delicateness of the manner he was killed. Sticking a needle through an ear, piercing the brain, in its full violence, is still so subtle, noiseless. It's nearly unnoticeable that he is dead, if not for the faintest trickle of blood from his ear. Something about it is so alluring. A small flow of blood on the side of his face, his neck, his clothes. His lifeless, still body laying there his body not marred beyond an invisible wound.

Him being stabbed in the brain of all things, too. Gods there's just something about it. It's such a rare way to kill off a character. And the main thing about Caracalla's character is his mind. The way he rules the Empire has so much to do with his diseased, sadistic mind. But even beyond the disease and unraveling mind there is the vicious nature that is innate to him. He's really like this little god of sadism, hedonistically indulging in his cruelty. His pure and unashamed bloodlust. Giving into every impulse to find bliss. And the amount of pleasure he gets from indulging in people's agony is terrifying and so enthralling. So him being killed by being stabbed through the ear is so powerful. The thing that makes his character so special, the main source and his reason for cruelty and evil is just his mind. And then so quickly his light is extinguished. And in such a delicate, almost elegant way.

[breadandlottery]

I think I'm going to make people upset but let's go Do you think Gi Hun has grown in terms of character development? In my opinion, what bothers me most about round 6 is the lack of significant growth in gi hun because he doesn't seem to have lost several people in the first season he remains naive I expected an improvement or development from a person who has already won the games. I would like you to answer me, I love your analyses.

My dear anon, apologies in advance for what is sure to be a very lengthy response…

I would like to say first that this is a tough question for me to answer with confidence since we haven’t seen season 3 and because it feels a little like a season 2A and season 2B situation. 

I’ve been working through scenes that I’m flagging in my mind for moments that should have raised red flags for Gihun but, from what we’re shown, didn’t. As I often tag ramble about, I do hold out some hope that he had legitimate suspicions of 001 and a loose backup plan. I have also noted that, interestingly, s2 does not have any of the flashback/realization scenes we were given several times in s1 and honestly, that feels very intentional? Like we’re supposed to notice it’s missing (I also have thoughts about ADHD Gihun, but that may just be me projecting because I’m real familiar with the exact kind of lightbulb moments he has, lol). My hunch/hope is that the show has been misdirecting us to make us believe everything you just said about the apparent lack of character development.

Now, I do think there has absolutely been character evolution. I can understand fans not seeing it as “development”, because I think we tend to think of character development as positive growth, but honestly, it doesn’t have to be… like a villain arc is still character development (just an example, I do not think this is a villain arc situation). I think instead of a lack of character development, I’d be more apt to call it a lack of “learning his lesson” or a lack of apotheosis (the point of realization/epiphany).

If we view squid game as monomyth/hero’s journey, he’s kind of not to the point yet where that would have happened (because the end of S2 would be the abyss?). Now, am I certain that the story being told is a hero’s journey? No, although I am somewhat confident.

So— I'm working under the assumption that we have a hero’s journey told in trilogy format. We have a LOT of comparison media out there… the Matrix, Star Wars, LOTR, among the most popular. What does the end of the middle installment of all of these have in common? They’re bleak af. 

Matrix: Neo unconscious, Agent Smith breaking into the real world

Star wars: Luke battles  Vader and loses his hand/almost dies, Han encased in carbonite

LOTR: Gollum’s betrayal, battle of Helm’s Deep (a win but with an ominous warning accompanying it)

The psuedo trilogy structure is where I do feel slightly perturbed at netflix for passing off a split season as 2 separate seasons. With a “real” trilogy, each component should be able to stand alone (like with 3 act structure-- set up-> conflict -> resolution) which is true of the examples above because the primary narrative conflict is actually resolved but super not true of squid game s2. Which means s2 and 3 combined could be the middle of the trilogy, with the mystery future season being the final part, but I don’t know that that’s in the cards. 

As an aside, we could just be totally wrong about the direction this is going in. Narrative arcs that involve the protagonist “learning a lesson” isn’t a universal concept. I always think of James Bond movies (especially the older ones) as an example of a “flat arc” character, because like, if you sleep with her she’s probably gonna die James, didn’t you learn this last time? If you’re too reckless there will be consequences, didn’t you learn this last time James? Like. That guy never learns. Not every character learns from their mistakes. Do I think Gihun is ultimately gonna be a flat arc character? No. Is it possible? I guess, man, look at the world, anything’s possible!!

So, ugh, sorry that’s a ton of speculation and uncertainty that isn’t directly answering your ask, but I do think that any of these possibilities can explain what we’re calling a lack of character development because we’re just not at that point in the story yet.

NOW.

Personally, I do think that Gihun is very perceptive, and I hold out hope that he wasn’t as trusting and oblivious as we’re made to think. I also believe that even if that is the case, he’d still have further to go/more development needed before he could actually reach the end of his journey. The reason for this (and I think one of the reasons people sometimes think of him as not smart) is the narrowness of his worldview. Not narrowmindedness, just literally not having broad knowledge about the world. Like not knowing where Pakistan was. Or not really getting that neither he nor the Frontman have the power to end what's happening because it is a symptom of a much larger, systemic problem. And in complete fairness to this sweet man, lack of perspective and a narrow worldview is an incredibly common flaw in people. 

So a few things that can be interpreted as Stagnation or Lack of Development:

Still a gambler: as seen in Russian Roulette and in going back into the game. Definitely risky, definitely reckless. He is like kinda suicidal though, so I don’t know that the underlying cause of this behavior is the same as it was in s1.

Still just out here trusting everyone: Yeah. That’s what he does, though. He came right out and said it, he doesn’t do it because he thinks people are trustworthy, he does it because what else is he gonna do? Is this a dumb-as-shit approach that should be “character-developed” out of him? Or is it a very important key defining feature of who he is as the hero of the story? I could go either way on that, tbh.

Naïve/easy to fool: I don’t think he ever was all that easy to fool, I think he consciously chose to let a lot of things slide and/or second-guessed his intuition because people called him stupid and slow all the time. 

Things that I think are Character Development

Ability to Focus: Maybe I’m ADHD projecting again, but this guy was all over the place in the beginning of s1, now he’s running a whole ass operation (maybe the medicine Mr Kim brought over was secretly adderall lol).

Leadership: I’ve said all along he just naturally exudes leadership, but he wasn’t really aware of it or comfortable with it in s1. In s2 he’s really embracing decision-making (even if they’re bad decisions) and seems comfortable being the one planning and leading, which is impressive.

So. To sum up a very very long answer:

I do see character development, if not the “hero finally learned his lesson” kind

I do still think it’s possible that Gihun wasn’t quite as clueless as we’re shown, and I’ll cling to this delusion until at least June 27th lol

I think it’s possibly too early in the narrative for his full revelation, anyway, but-

Part of why that feels “off” is because s2 is missing the “last Act” of the story it was telling (like don’t split a sequel in 2 and try to shoehorn it into a trilogy if it’s not an actual trilogy please for the love of god it throws off the balance)

[aziraphalianfangirl]

Reblogging to let any fans of good omens know that the tinhatters are still out there making content claiming David and Michael actually hate their children and families and are only with them "out of obligation" whilst having a secret torrid affair on the side.

This is one of the reasons I stepped away from the go fandom, plus what happened with neil, being almost cancelled and then learning we were only getting a 90 min episode. The horrible way with which people treated each other, calling horrible names to fellow fans just because they were disappointed, the creepy obsession and parasocial relationship with David and Michael, all of it.

And it all started with me happily scrolling through the good omens/David/Michael tag and coming across this blog's unhinged posts (along with many others) claiming David, his son, and Georgia's father loathed Georgia. Why you ask? Because she claimed they were sending a "secret message" with their facial expressions during a joke at a doctor who photoshoot. I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP. At this point these people are erotomaniacs except instead of thinking the celebrity they don't know is in love with them and sending them messages, they believe they're sending them to another celebrity, his secret lover. (David and Michael)

There used to be a blog who dared to call out their shitty and toxic behaviour but unfortunately, as far as the fandom knows, that person passed away from cancer. That absolutely shook me and it was the last straw. It was too much heartbreak and I was never able to engage with the go fandom again.

If you don't want to see any creepy posts about Michael/David or unhinged posts talking shit about their loved ones Georgia and Anna, you can still visit dtmsrpfcringe and check out her block list. I strongly advise, for your own mental health, to just block these people and not engage. Maybe someday someone else will be brave enough/patient enough to call these people out but sometimes it's just not worth it for our mental health to engage with these people. They would literally send horrible anon hate and deny and gaslight their way into believing their delusions. They wouldn't answer any asks asking them for proof of their theories either. I do not believe these people want any help. They have a group of followers who also believe the "theory" and they use everything Michael and David do in public to justify that they are secretly gay, together and hate their current partners.

This might sound super dramatic and dumb but it absolutely ruined the fandom experience for me. I used to love seeing Georgia's and Anna's content, along with random David and Michael content but now every time I see it I just think about the mean spirited and creepy posts some people are using them for.

Also, they use RPF as justification for their behaviour

I am not a personal fan of rpf but I follow the "don't like, don't read rule". Rpf is a sub genre of fanfiction using real people's names and descriptions (actors, musicians, celebrities, etc) instead of fictional characters.

What rpf is NOT: obsessively stalking an actor's family, friends, routine, whereabouts, and making up rumours about their real life claiming them as TRUTH.

These people are not making up RPF stories about Michael and David, which can be clearly labelled as such on ao3 and therefore be recognised as fanfiction. They are making up stories about them and claiming them to be true, using extensive footage, photos and blind items (a gossip blog with no sources) as evidence.

I literally cannot do this anymore. I have these blogs blocked but the other day they showed up as a reblog as I was scrolling Tumblr. It was an absolutely creepy and uncomfortable comment under GIFs of David describing Michael in an interview, joking about wanting to be a Vet Detective and Michael being an old dog he would put down. THEY USE THIS AS IRREFUTABLE EVIDENCE THAT THESE MEN ARE FUCKING AND TREAT ANYONE WHO DISAGREES OR POINTS OUT THE CREEPINESS AS BULLIES ATTACKING THEM!

They have pinned posts on their blogs claiming to be victims of anon hate and bullying while we all watched as the only blog that was created to call them out received disgusting and horrible anon hate.

If they got them or not I don't know, but I know damn well they sent a lot of it.

I'm sorry for rambling but I just want any of my followers to know about this and for the sake of your mental health stay away

Amy, (aka ingravinoveritas) I am going to say this as kindly as possible. And please, please, please read all of this before you block me. David and Georgia have been together for 16 years. They are a couple who trust each other, and more importantly, they are best friends. I have no idea if you've ever been in a relationship before, but there are some relationships who love to tease each other with dry, dark humor. because thats what some friends do. My parents included. its actually what I love most about them, and they've been together for nearly 25 years now. its what me and my close close friends do as well. It all comes down to trust. kind of like a "hey! only my partner can say that about me!" type of thing. it works for some people, and for other people, not so much. and thats okay! Not everyone has to have the same love language! however, you do not get to dictate what type of love language is best for David and Georgia just because it doesn't match your ideas of what a healthy relationship looks like. there are several types of healthy relationships that come in all shapes and sizes.

I also have no idea what your nationality is, but British humor is a LOT dryer than American humor.

There is nothing off about David "looking into the distance" as he gets his makeup done, or when he looks out a goddamn window for christ's sake. You do not know this man. I know you wish you did, hell, I wish I did too, but you don't. You don't get to decide what feels "off" about the way he acts, because he is not the Doctor. he is not his character on Staged. he is not Crowley.

He is a regular human being who you've only met at a stage door and watched on television.

also, Georgia gets to post whatever the hell she wants on her story because at the end of the day, its HER story. shes allowed to be excited for free skincare. I know I'd be! she's allowed to post black and white photos of David. you complain when she doesn't mention David on her story, and then you find something to complain about when she does. so don't come on here with "I dont wish for them to be miserable" because you pray to god every day that David is in an unhealthy relationship with Georgia and that he's sleeping with Michael on the side.

also, stop calling him a gigolo. For everyone's sake.

(just wanted to post this pic cuz shes so fucking pretty 🥰)

[rosiesgambit]

Streuner || michael kaiser/reader

summary; if anything, you were persistent. kaiser didn’t understand why you insisted on lounging around him, but there certainly wasn’t anything he could feasibly do against it. you found it cute. he reminded you of a stray dog, really.

tags; sfw, psychological, character study, reader is about as mentally stable and nice as kaiser, mentions of kaiser’s past

author’s note; every day I am reminded that kaiser’s favourite animal is a stray dog, and i think that says everything about him.

this is also a prequel fic to “Wie schön, dass du geboren bist” and there will be more fragmented stories I will sort into a timeline as i go on!

“You are a dog.”

“What?”

If his head has snapped around any quicker, surely he would have broken his neck. His eyes narrowed, anger bubbling from deep inside him, the grip on the book he was reading tightening.

You didn’t even look up from your phone. The words left your lips as casual as a bated breath, like the one he was holding in right now. His entire body was tense, beating with something so visceral from deep inside him he couldn’t place it.

“Isn’t that what you are doing right now? Looking for an answer?”, you nodded your head into the direction of the countless psychology books he was ingesting on the daily basis, “What you are I mean. Or whatever messed you up. You want an answer.”

You remained eerily calm. It was almost nonchalant, the way you spoke, as a shiver ran down Kaiser’s spine. His body screamed at him to find some small nook to squeeze and hide in. He lunged forward, grabbing you by the collar as he nearly pushed you out of the open window. Despite that, you remained calm. Collected. A frustratingly unyielding gaze.

He towered over you like this, the only thing preventing you from falling the hand clutching into the fabric of your jacket. His eyes were blinded by rage, hiding anything beyond that deep inside.

“Do you feel better now?”, you asked, your gaze never leaving his.

And that was somehow the worst part. You sounded genuine. You didn’t even flinch at him.

He could have killed you right now. He could have simply let you go, yet, there was… something, behind your gaze.

Trust.

You looked up at him, with unwavering trust as your life dangled between his fingers.

His shoulders slumped. He moved back and let go, allowing you to sit properly inside again, smoothing out your shirt, like nothing happened.

Suddenly, Kaiser felt very small. The silence was deafening, beyond the calm crinkling sound of your shirt that you concerned yourself with.

“You are like a street dog yknow?”, You continued as you turned your gaze back to him. He didn’t return your gaze, “You don’t even know why you bite the hand that loves you.”

You drew your knees closer, resting your head on them as you analysed Kaiser’s form, mere inches away from you. He looked small.

“You can deal with a hand that hurts, because you know how to. You can’t deal with a hand that doesn’t, because you don’t know how to.”

He was sure if he opened his mouth now, only a pathetic gurgle would leave his lips. Instead, he bit down, hard enough to draw blood. The pain calmed him. It gave him something to focus on.

“Anyway”, you said, standing up, gaze fixated on his table, picking up a book,”you are not going to find it in “Das Ich und das Es” from Siegmund Freud you know? Had that guy in high school extensively. He is kind of full of shit.”

If he wasn’t so focused on adverting your eyes, looking away so you couldn’t see his face, the way it was scrunching up so pathetically, so weakly, he would have retorted with something snarky, something arrogant about how you simply couldn’t understand something as complex as Freud. But the fear in his chest told him you did. Far better than him.

“It’s getting kind of late so I am going to back to my dorm now, but good hang out Michi.”

The nickname rolled of your tongue as if the two of you were old friends.

“Hang out?”, he echoed, his confusion enough to overpower the quiver in his voice.

“Well we are friends of course, aren’t we?”, you retorted, turning around, your hand already on the door handle, “Sleep well Michi.”

Only when the door closed and he was alone at last, the tension left his shoulders. His hands were shaking. He felt naked. Perceived. It made him uncomfortable. To be paid attention to to this degree… he wasn’t sure what to make of it. There was fear and anger in his heart.

When people looked at him, they looked at the role he was supposed to fill. Street trash. Star player. But when you looked at him, he didn’t know what role he filled in your eyes. And somehow that terrified him more, not knowing what part he was supposed to play. And it made him angry for even concerning himself with something as foolish like that in the first place.

Why-ever you always invited yourself over to his dorms, scrolling on your phone in silence while he read, he didn’t understand, but you didn’t disturb him… usually. You didn’t respond with anything when he had asked at the beginning either, and you didn’t even budge under threats.

He looked at his left hand, the one he had held onto your shirt with, the thorns of his tattoo raking around them. Even your heartbeat had been perfectly calm. How foolish must one person be? You couldn’t possibly trust him this much. That would be absolutely insane. You looked up at him as if he could never hurt a soul. It was absurd.

He took his blanket, and his ball, and curled up underneath his table. He fell asleep, clutching his ball, just like he had always done. The bed felt to daunting that night.

[egophiliac]

don't think I'm not still obsessing over 7-12

[captain-astors]

Soft.

[cosmicoceanfic]

What’s the origin of your blog title?

My username on AO3 is cosmicocean and somebody already has that URL and even if they didn’t at this point I’ve been directing people to this one too long to change it.

OTPs shipname

I’m in Star Wars mode so I’m gonna go with my best beloved Stormpilot but as always shoutout to Destiel which is why I assume most of you are here.

Favorite color

I love a purple.

Favorite game

Mariokart, although I’ve become partial to Stardew Valley.

Song stuck in your head

Until Olympius Returns (Jordan Lake version).

Weirdest habit/trait

Uhhhh fuck man. OCD folks got a lot of these. When I was a kid I only stopped exercising on the treadmill once it hit an even number?

Hobbies

Writing fanfiction, knitting, and crochet.

If you work, what’s your profession

Unemployed, regrettably.

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

I have a couple answers to this, but I’m gonna say I would love to own a fiber shop in Brookline, Massachusetts.

Something you’re good at

Writing, mostly, as it turns out.

Something you’re bad at

Writing fight scenes and every social interaction I’ve ever had

Something you love

My friends and family, and also burgers.

Something you could talk about for hours and hours off the cuff

Does it have to be educational or can I just spend a lot of time expounding on my love for The Titanic?

Something you hate

I am also gonna go for texture here so I can bitch about how salmon has the best taste and the worst mouthfeel.

Something you collect

I do not have a collector’s budget, but if I did, I would be awash in typewriters.

Something you forget

I have that shitty ADHD working memory, so literally everything.

What’s your love language?

Any time I see hot sauce in the wild I buy a bottle for one of my best friends. so probably something like that.

Favorite movie/show

My favorite movies and shows rotate around on a pretty regular basis, but I’m about to start posting an AU where the Mandalorian adopts Rey so I guess right now it’s The Force Awakens and The Mandalorian.

Favorite food

Probably ice cream or cake. Birthday party ass answer.

Favorite animal

Dogs.

What were you like as a child?

A bundle of nerves, mostly.

Favorite subject at school?

Creative writing.

Least favorite subject at school?

MATH.

What’s your best character trait?

I love people very deeply, I think.

What’s your worst character trait?

When I’m going through an anxiety spiral I get VERY fucking annoying VERY quickly has got to be up there.

If you could change any detail of your life, what would it be?

I would have approximately fifteen million dollars in my bank account. I was gonna say “and also a two bedroom apartment in Brookline” but the fifteen mil will get me there (barely)

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

Uhhhhh fuck. I never think about this. Cary Grant, maybe? For perfectly legitimate, non horny reasons?

I’m tagging @dont-offend-the-bees, @kieren-fucking-walker, and anyone else who wants to do this!

Get to know your mutuals!!!

cheers @stevie-marigold for tagging me!

What's the origin of your blog title?

doccy who! plus me mum always used to say i have telescopic arms. personally i think they're a normal length

OTP(s) Shipname:

johnlock, i will forever be a johnlocker no matter which version of those freaks we're talking about

Favourite colour:

orange <3

Favourite game:

factorio! i greatly enjoy the spagetti of it

Song stuck in your head:

antmusic by adam and the ants

Weirdest habit/trait?

darling everything i do is deeply weird, couldn't do something normal if i tried

Hobbies:

writing, reading, nuisance making, music enjoying, getting in the way, and various wool-related crafts

If you work, what's your profession?

im the imp who sits in your camera and paints the pictures for you (im out of blue btw)

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

id invent hexopostcards, which are hexagonal postcards and only have pictures of six sided things on. if a thing has more than six sides than you've got to have the seventh+ side(s) off the edge of the postcard. if it has less than six you have to draw where the rest of the sides could feasibly be. then id retire

Something you're good at:

answering questions truthfully

Something you're bad at:

eating dog food

Something you love:

doing jigsaws

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff:

doccy who. i just do that anyway

Something you hate:

jigsaws that have too much sky so its all just blue (doesn't include my starry night puzzle)

Something you collect:

vinyls, posters, things ill use someday, names, ideas of things to write

Something you forget:

my best friends birthday. i have it written down and i still forget consistently

What's your love language?

circular gallifreyan

Favourite movie/show:

oh theres so many. doccy who and torchwood, sherlock, merlin (im really from a specific time going by those answers) loads of films too but, to say an obscure one to make me sound cool, mcfarland usa

Favourite food:

the souls of the damned. failing that pasta

Favourite animal:

@zelda-wheelz

What were you like as a child?

weird nervous about everything and a nerd

Favourite subject at school?

maths! don't ask me to remember a single thing from my alevels though

Least favourite subject:

drama. hated acting in front of all those eyes

What's your best character trait?

i like to think im quite nice

What's your worst character trait?

asking @zelda-wheelz the answers for half these questions

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be?

id move

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

george michael, so long as i can bring my mum

tagging: @captainfairygodmother @b1uetrees @by-gray

[heymacy]

IAN GALLAGHER + his journey with bipolar disorder

╰┈➤ “At times, being bipolar can be an all-consuming challenge, requiring a lot of stamina and even more courage, so if you’re living with this illness and functioning at all, it’s something to be proud of, not ashamed of." - Carrie Fisher

[makiswirl]

can i just say. and this is probably a niche hill to die on. that i am so gobsmacked every time someone vaguely hints at the idea that jotaro doesn't care meaningfully for the other crusaders, usually particularly kakyoin and joseph, when those two actually tend to be the ones he reacts to being hurt the hardest

like he cares for his loved ones!!!! that literally plays into his character motives in every single part he shows up in!!! stop lying to me!!!!!!!

[meamiki]

Happy Anniversary In Stars and Time!! Have some Friend Quest based drawings :D

(These have specific quote picks related to them! And there's also a long ramble on why I like those specific quotes below if interested)

(And by long, I mean roughly 2k+ words of proper ramble total, so be warned before clicking keep reading this link right here to the rb!!)

[mamawasatesttube]

i think at this point kon fans who dont give a shit about bernard dowd deserve financial compensation

[al-luviec]

something simple to try to get out of art block (it didn't work)

[redbootsindoriath]

Oh look what day it is again!

Happy Hobbit Day to all who celebrate! Here's a rushed doodle to assure you guys that I am in fact still out there somewhere on earth.

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

IMPORTANT NOTICE: By Batfam I am specifically referring to when the bats are presented as family and have largely positive relationships with eachother. For the purposes of this poll I do NOT mean bat characters in general

[rosiesgambit]

Wie schön, dass du geboren bist || michael kaiser/reader

summary; you were nothing but a constant mockery, tormenting him. he hated you more than anything, and the fact that he was nothing but entertainment to you, made it somehow even worse. Or: Michael Kaiser gets a birthday present.

tags; sfw, psychological, character study, reader is about as mentally stable and nice as Kaiser is, they match each others freak

author’s note; hiya! first time writing and posting anything on here! been sucked back into blue lock among other things and I do have some stuff saved up! This is but one instalment with this particular reader, with more to come!

->the title and story itself is inspired by a german happy birthday song, roughly translating to “how beautiful that you were born, otherwise we would have missed you very much”

“What the fuck is this supposed to be?”, Kaiser asked, clutching the poorly wrapped package between his hands, an annoyed look in his eyes.

“Try thinking about it, I know it’s hard for you”, you cooed, shaking your head as you rested your hands on your hips, “It’s a present duh.”

“I don’t want it.”

“Yes you do.”

“No I don’t. I don’t need your pity.”

“When have I ever done anything for anyone out of pity?”

That was true actually. You weren’t exactly the easiest person to get along with, even if it was rich coming from him.

You were truly an enigma Kaiser could not quite wrap his head around. Psychologists would have a field day with you no doubt.

“You only get one though. Sucks you are born the day after Christmas. Don’t worry though, I made sure it’s more to accommodate for it.”

Kaiser held the box in his hands. It was light, wrapped in obnoxious green Christmas paper, a red bow adorning the package. The exterior seemed to be put together to the best of your abilities which… wasn’t a lot it seemed.

He looked back at you. He was almost expecting an anticipated look in your eyes, hoping he would unpack the gift, as you had dubbed it, but your face was unreadable and your smile as unnerving as always. There was something about the way you never acted quite how he thought you would that unsettled him deeply.

“I am not opening this”, Kaiser said, waving the present dismissively.

“I know. I am not asking you to open it.”

Your response only further cemented his lacklustre opinion of you.

“What the fuck is this even supposed to mean?”, Kaiser sighed, feeling a headache forming.

“It’s a philosophy I follow”, you explained, “whether you follow along with it is irrelevant.”

“So you are doing this for yourself?”

“Yes.”

“How selfish.”

“Absolutely.”

It was silent for a moment as Kaiser turned the present in his fingers.

“You want to know”, you pointed out, the grin on your lips widening.

“I don’t care.”

“You do. This is going to give you sleepless nights. Do not fret, I am a merciful god.”

Somehow, Kaiser doubted that.

“It is a celebration you know?”, you elaborated, closing the gap between you two. Kaiser didn’t flinch nor move back, but the anxious, pathetic lump forming in his stomach whenever you were around was certainly there, frustratingly enough.

He didn’t respond. ‘What for?’, you could almost read in his fixated gaze, watching your every move with great interest.

“It’s a thank you”, you said, voice dropping lower, more serious tone, “For being born. Otherwise, you would have been missed very much.”

The lamp atop his table burst into a million pieces as he harshly moved back, hitting the table, a bewildered, angry look in his eyes. You didn’t flinch. You were analysing him, gauging for some sort of reaction surely, like he was some sort of lab rat for you to study, he was sure of it.

“You are such a fucking weirdo. Leave me alone.”

You continued to smile. Your lips curved upward, as if permanently tattooed on your stupid face, gauging for his reaction.

Kaiser hated you. He hated how his heart lurched at your carefully crafted words. Your silver tongue lulled people into a state of perpetuate ease. He had no doubt that this was part of the reason you were where you were today.

“You are a fucking sociopath.”

“Would it make you feel better if I was?”, you countered, your eyes flittering from his face to the broken lamp on the ground, kneeling down to collecting the shards to the best of your ability.

“Why would that make me feel better?”, Kaiser sneered, the wrapping crumpling under his fingers. Whatever was inside would surely be destroyed by now. By him. As per usual.

“Because then it would be easier for you Michi!”

“Easier?”

“Of course! You don’t think you are capable of being someone that can be loved after all”, you stated, casually, as you rose back to your feet, your eyes finding his again. Unreadable as always, with that goddamn smile on your lips, an eternal limbo between honesty and dishonesty that made Kaiser want to hide,”So perhaps that would make it easier for you no? If I was, I mean. Then you could chalk it up to me being crazy.”

His reactions entertained you like no other. You loved the way his face scrunched up. He was about to cry, no doubt, but he would never let himself cry. There was murder in his eyes too, oh he wanted you dead, how amusing.

“Leave.”

His tone was quiet, but dead serious nonetheless.

“Of course”, you beamed brightly as you moved to the door, carrying the large shards with you, Kaiser still frozen in place, gift in his hands. Oh he looked ready to murder you. How endearing.

You turned back, lingering in the doorway for a moment, for a mere second, you let your facade drop. Your voice was soft, devoid of your usual playfulness, almost genuine, not that he believed you were capable of that, truly capable of that.

“I love you Michael. Happy Birthday.”

The door closed with a soft thud. Kaiser exhaled shakily, eyeing the package for a moment before throwing it into his closet.

Oh, how he despised you.