#an exchange i have in my mind is:

[improvapocalyps]

You have 90 minutes to complete. (original poem: r.a.)

In participation of the MCYT Recursive Exchange 2024 hosted by @mcytrecursive!

Inspired by know that all my love will be your breath (i will save you when your lights go out)

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1. Have you ever been in love? (Please circle your answer.) a. It's me and him b. Our hearts beat in sync c. Our lives intertwined

2. Do you understand what you’ve done? (Please circle your answer.) a. I couldn't do anything b. I lost my balance c. I doomed us both

3. It's been god knows how long since you felt phantom hands on your neck and there is no one in sight. If you were soul-bound to him and both of you died at the same time then why are you still waiting in the void? Please answer clearly, in full sentences. (Not a correct answer：I just wanted to see him one more time).

4. Define two (2)： Fate | The feeling of his forehead against yours Curse | The moment you realise he isn't linked to you anymore

5. True or False： i. It was your fault. ii. You wish you had met him under different circumstances. iii. You can’t regret a single moment that you had him. iv. You would do it all over again if you could. v. It ended long before either of you said anything.

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[glitter-stained]

I always feel like a little sad seeing posts about how Jason's character is inherently tragic and that's what makes it good, how him being unloved, a tragic consequence of his own actions, is inevitable, and how that shouldn't change because any change on that regard is a fundamental misunderstanding of his character. Yes, Under the Hood is a tragedy. Yes, Jason survived and for a long time people have been pretty confused at what to do with the character that survives the tragic ending. That doesn't mean he should continue to be trapped in the tragedy, that there's only value in him as long as he's unloved. And maybe that's me preaching and being a party pooper again but the idea that the teenage-to-young adult character with a mental illness that has damaged all his relationships is doomed to be lonely and have bad/upended relationships forever, that he's only good as a character as long as he's hurting others and/or himself (and usually both) and isolated because of this... It's sad, at the very least. I refuse the presumption that tragedies are the only stories wise and worth telling.

Also I personally really dislike the idea that Jason isn't and shouldn't be anyone's favourite, because he made himself nobody's favourite on purpose. Did he make himself a villain on purpose? Fuck yeah. Does any of his early attempts at reaching out to people hurt them? Indubitably. I maintain that this is because he wants to be someone's favourite as he is, at his worst, with his hands covered in blood. And I think he should be. (Without contradicting or damaging, by comparison, the relationships between other characters, that's the tightrope we need to be weary of when making such things, of course.)

It's like this: love, in most relationships, is conditional: you don't owe your friend or your partner to continue to love them if the relationship changes, if you change, if you become violent etc. If my girlfriend started murdering puppies, I would stop loving her. Ideally, however a parent's love for their child is unconditional. That's very often unfortunately not the case, but ideally it'd be, it's really not great for a kid to have zero parents that love them unconditionally. And most importantly, it's not just about actual unconditional love, it's about it being perceived. So it doesn't matter in the debate if Bruce actually loves Jason in spite of the murder, it matters that Jason asks for confirmation of it at the end of UTH and receives a negative answer. (similar arguments to be made about Catherine loving Jason and dying of drug overdose and Willis going to jail and dying - it's the potential perceived abandonment of it that would matter, not their agency and actual love. And it's not a question of whether he would be angry at it so much as that he'd yearn and hurt for it. And of course Sheila didn't love him at all.) That's why he, upon learning about Mia and reaching previously unknown to man levels of projection*, tries to rally her with the hope that, because she's "so similar to him" she would understand him. That's why upon learning about Dick "killing" Blockbuster Jason, again projecting more violently than a bullet, Jason makes Dick into his new favourite person (god, the concept behind BiB has so much potential why did it have to suck so bad...) Anyway, Jason to me is a character with a very intense, very overwhelming conception of love both in who he loves and how, who struggles to understand that other people love and show it differently, and it makes so much sense for him to keep looking for a person who will love him unconditionally (something that's both very rare and not necessarily healthy since, again, most relationships aside from parent-child relationships do not and probably should not include unconditional love). This is particularly interesting in the context of him having bpd (again, using bpd because i'm focusing on the interpersonal dimension that's been mostly studied within that frame) because BPD often functions around a vicious circle of "is afraid of rejection/abandonment -> does maladaptive behaviour in attempt to prevent rejection/abandonment OR protect oneself by being the one to leave first" which is what leads to the instability in relationships. It's a doomed prophecy: i have maladaptive patterns that make me think my girlfriend is gonna leave me at any time, I keep demanding to see her phone, assuming she's cheating everytime she leaves and thus demonizing her even though I was glorifying her five minutes earlier" then she's going to leave me, which is gonna reinforce my thought pattern that everyone always leaves me. But that also means that in rare instances in which the other person in the interact, for whichever reason, sticks around through that, then these incorrect thought patterns begin to change through the sheet logic of extinction: if i think that people always leave me because of something fundamentally wrong with me and people don't leave then eventually the idea that people are doomed to abandon/reject me is going to lose its power. That's, btw, an important part of why therapy works.

(*that one's a joke, btw. He's not projecting onto mia and dick to levels impossible to mankind, just pretty intensely. Very human levels of projection, might I add'. Just to clarify.)

Now, be mindful: I'm not saying make Jason an abusive boyfriend. I'm not saying put him in a relationship where the other stays because they're afraid of him, that's not unconditional love or acceptance that's just fear. Of course, the ideal version of it would be Jason goes to therapy but because dc hates me specifically this is never gonna happen, but imagine him being in a relationship, romantic or otherwise, with someone who is as intense and "unwell" about him as he is about them. I'm not saying it would fix him (again, get him so goddamn therapy jfc) but it would change him. And just as it doesn't have to be healthy it doesn't have to be tragic.

I was asked a while ago my thoughts on Jason's current stagnancy as a character and if I thought he could become interesting again, and I said yes and talked about the directions I dream would be explored with his character and their potential. My answer hasn't changed, and it's completely compatible with this, but I will add: I think Jason as a character has largely and for long enough been defined through his yearning to be somebody's favourite, and that if you want his mode of interacting with others and dynamic with different characters to change then this is a very logical way to do it. And it would make a lot of sense for it to be the catalyst for other changes in his character (ie in his name or philosophy).

Get that boy into a super intense long-term codependent situationship, is what I'm saying. Please.

[mamawasatesttube]

So I know you’ve mentioned it before but I just wanted to hear again your thoughts on Tim x Ives

ooohohohooo timives the gently doomed romance of it all ♥

in robin '93 and even briefly in rr09 ives is just always kind of there. he drifts out of tim's life sometimes, but he always drifts back in, later. and he's been tim's civilian best friend for so long, and tim knows so many of his secrets. they click. they don't judge each other. they make each other laugh. if tim's gonna fall for anyone he knows in his civilian life, of course it would be ives. who else has been there, been a constant, the way ives has? of course it's ives. but at the same time there's something so tasty about their contrast - the way tim runs headlong towards danger every time, while ives describes himself as a coward. the way tim feels like he has to protect him.

to me, ives is tim's first m/m relationship. it happens in a manner so cliché they both laugh at it: after taking a gap year or two, to wrangle his depression and his ptsd and his Everything, tim decides to get his ged and maybe try college (lucius tells him he'd make a great engineer at waynetech r&d, but he needs a degree for it, and he figures, okay, what the hell, he's already good at tinkering, how hard can getting a bachelor's degree in engineering be?). and then he remembers the difficult thing about being a vigilante and having a full courseload at the same time and goes AUGH. and ives, a year or two ahead of him in university classes (and majoring in something else, but still there) laughs at him. and offers to tutor him. and tim goes yeah fuck okay fine sure yeah. what the Fuck is a free body diagram. and ives laughs at him some more but also really does help him out. (when he gets really stuck and confused, especially on his second semester of chemistry, he phones up zoanne, but that's neither here nor there.)

so tim and ives have this cute little romance over study dates at cozy cafes, over accidentally running into each other at a queer student association meeting and going "oh!" about it, over movie nights at ives's apartment where they squabble over a bowl of popcorn and tim pretends he didn't sleep through the last half of the two towers, disc 2. and it feels nice, and easy, and simple...

...until it doesn't. because tim shows up to a study date with a black eye that even his best attempts at makeup can't fully hide. tim has to miss dinner, and then their rain check dinner, and only comes to the third attempt half an hour late and limping. tim is tired all the time. and he's always been sleepy all the time, but now ives is wondering. and they're making out one day and ives's hand curls over the back of tim's neck and then he recoils, because tim, what is all this scarring, what happened, holy shit is this why you grew out your hair and keep wearing turtlenecks?!

and tim goes. ah. fuck.

and it's only a matter of time. it has only ever been a matter of time. because ives knows him. but he's been lying to ives the entire time they've known each other. the other shoe has always been going to drop. it was only ever a question of when. never if.

so ives finds him out. and he's shocked, and hurt, and betrayed, but then he's even more distraught to realize that he's not that shocked. it makes sense - why tim's always tired, why tim has always been kind of flaky, why tim has always had weird injuries now and then, why tim is so unbothered in the face of things that terrify ives. but what gets him is that these are things he's thought were always just... tim. because tim has been lying to him the entire time they've known each other.

so they break up, but it's softer than it could've been. because ives gets it, he swears. he gets why tim lied. but this is... a lot, and he needs some time to process all of it, and how he feels about it, and about tim. because it's hard to reconcile his goofy gearhead (ex-)boyfriend with a caped crusader who patrols the city by night, fighting crime and solving mysteries. hard to realize just how much tim has boxed up his own life and taken care to only ever let ives see part of it. he gets it - he's not angry, after the initial outburst - but it's hard, and he needs some time. he needs some space.

and so tim's secrets eat away at one more person he cherishes. it was inevitable. they were doomed from the start. but they made each other happy anyways, for a time.

(the coda, to me: tim and ives reconnect and start working on their friendship again a few months later, and tim promises to try not to lie to him anymore, and in an effort to actually show ives the other half of his life, he introduces him to kon. so we have tim sitting there struggling with feelings and complications of feelings and what it means to be honest and to be seen. meanwhile kon says something about his opinions on star wars and ives goes "BRO i am going to KISS YOU on the MOUTH" and tim goes wait. WHAT?)

[weirdbabs]

hey @kindlespark! hope you had a happy holidays and a great new years! i was your secret santa for @paranaturalsecretsanta this year! you said your favorite characters were max and isabel and they are also your favorite friendship, so i took that and ran. hope you like it!!!

[toxintouch]

Kinktober speedrun time! I actually wasn't using a specific prompt list when I started writing this one so I guess it's filling the spot of the free day on this list I found that came from inside the fandom. Further details below the cut so that the above the cut stays safe for anyone who is just scrolling through!

18+ Content MDNI || Dom!Mhin x Reader

PROMPT/KINK(S): Dom!Mhin, overstimulation + a little brat taming (as a treat) + coming multiple times/just from penetration (which is completely not possible for most people but what are we here for if not to fantasize?)

OTHER INFO: "You" pronouns used for MC/Reader. Unspecified genitalia (for both). Does Mhin have a dick?  Does Mhin have a strap?  Do they have something else going on entirely?  I have kindly allowed you to decide, dear reader.  Reader's situation is similarly vague but they are the receiving partner in penetrative sex.

“This is what you needed the whole time, huh?”  You can't find your voice well enough to answer.  Not that they're expecting you to; you haven't said anything intelligible for the past twenty minutes.

“Acting like a brat all week.  But you start behaving once you get some dick in you.  Not sure why I wasted my time ‘lecturing’ you when you just needed a good fuck.”  You moan out a mindless sound of agreement, arching your back into their thrusts.  You’ll agree to whatever degradation they'd like so long as they don't stop.

Mhin fucks like they hunt.

Lithe and powerful, every movement precise.  Each effortless, wet slide is an equal measure of exquisite and purposeful. They grind into you, rutting against your sweet spot relentlessly until you can't see straight. You cum again, whimpering disjointed praise into the musky sheets.  

They grant you mercy for a beat.  Long enough for you to catch your breath, for legs to stop shaking and the aftershocks to begin to abate. You can feel their keen eyes sweeping over your form, performing a mental check in.

Deciding if you can take more or if they're satisfied with the mess they've made of you, lube and saliva and cum dripping down your thighs.

Then they're fucking into you again, brutally gratifying and searingly, overwhelmingly good.  You try to squirm away, overstimulated, but their hands grip both of your thighs, yanking you back harshly, keeping you speared open for them.  Their chest pushes into your back as they force you into the mattress, using their body weight to gain leverage, fuck you deeper, their hips pressed firmly into your ass.

“You're not going anywhere until I've fucked the reckless behavior out of you.”

You thrash on instinct, the pleasure sharp like a knife edge, too hot and insistent and all consuming to be bearable.  It feels–too good, too much–you can't tolerate it–you can't force yourself to stay still and accept the onslaught even though you want to.  

When Mhin fucks you like this, it’s a punishing grind–they’re not thrusting so much as they are abusing the place inside of you that makes you see stars, sets off a chain reaction of pleasure in your core that you can feel throbbing at the apex of your thighs. Your world threatens to narrow down to just this sensation, the push and pull of ecstasy that Mhin is giving you.  You want to allow it to happen; let your mind empty, let your bitterness and your fight fall away. You both know you need that, and you both know you can't get there without Mhin holding you down.

Mhin wrenches the next orgasm out of you, the pleasure stretching out for long, slow seconds as you lose track of time, lose track of the absolutely lurid noises you're making.  It's a release beyond just the physical. A head rush you can't quite explain. Liquid reverie flowing through your veins. Mhin's touch is comforting as you come down. Gentle, strong hands helping you shuffle out of the wet patch below you, laying you on your back.  Their hands wander, pressing firmly into your strained muscles and mapping your body like you're their new favorite anatomical diagram, idly tracing the unique features of your skin usually hidden by your clothes.

You lean into their touch, humming contently. “You're so sweet like this,” Mhin murmurs, falling lax against you.  They weigh more than you'd expect based off of their slim frame, but it's a comforting weight. You feel soft and pliant with their eyelashes brushing against your cheeks.  They move in to press their lips to yours, coaxing your mouth open for several deep, molasses kisses. 

“...Makes me want a taste.”

Their mouth travels down, pausing at the places they know are the most sensitive before hovering above your sex.

You dig your fingers into the sheets with shaking arms and hold on tight.

A/N: Mhin’s biggest kink is brat taming (via: overstim esp) & I will not accept criticism on this (/lh) mhin gets off on getting other ppl off until they are incoherent. they like the feeling of control. thank u for coming to my ted talk

18+ Master List | SFW Master List ✦Kinktober Speedrun on Ao3

[radioroxx]

hey guys 🤲 spare nille thoughts? s’il vous plaît???

[kucho04]

My gift for @takao-in-sekai <3 Kuroko and Takao spending time together, featuring some fun wings ✨

I love both characters dearly and the prompts were very interesting! I hope you like it as much as I enjoyed working on it. Thank you @knbexchange for hosting this event :)

[artuurle]

doodles based off me and a friends (@ashtreelane) conversation BECAUSE HE KEEPS LIKING MY GGG SPOILERS ART ON PURPOSE TO BE MEAN TO ME. (permission to make and post this was given lol) /silly

[wordswhisperinthedark]

"You're aware that you're exceptional. A scarcity."

// A what-if if Tsukasa continued skating singles. (used Yuzu's absolutely majestic photo as reference, but used his Seimei outfit 'cause I think it suits Tsukasa well^_^)

[sallymew4]

stageplay shouteru is a whole other beast

fun little extras below cut vvv

look. they are holding hands

[mokakeeki]

Elvira, in her pre-bedtime writing session

@honzuki-exchange Winter Socializing gift for @princessserenity14

[skyloftian-nutcase]

I'm looking at the Zora May prompts and wanna write stuff, and now my brain's just giggling with ideas LOL like--

Imagine, after Age of Calamity, that Link and Mipha get together. That has its whole set of fun and drama - a Hylian/Zora marriage would mean a lot anyway, but particularly when it's the Zora princess and the Hero of Hyrule. Link and Mipha start to have a family, Zelda is settling into being queen, and they all have their own set of stressors and joys and the three are still besties and it would be just so funny to see y'all. Like... Link takes his oath as a knight seriously, so he still assists Hyrule often, and just this scenario in my head came and--

Zelda, sighing: I hardly slept last night. I was up late researching the latest Zonai discoveries and almost forgot I had a meeting with the Rito delegation this morning. I'm so tired.

Link, hair a mess, on his third cup of coffee after dealing with one of his kids having a meltdown while the other kept everyone up crying all night, dealing with Mipha also trying to do royal duties, having just teleported over here via Sheikah towers: .....That sounds rough.

[landgraabbed]

lamis - vishnu - yarrow - calla - pavot - tide

[littlexdeaths]

GUESS WHAT CAME IN THE MAIL TODAY

[macksartblock]

do you have any specific headcanons for the teens??

I don’t really have too many headcanons for the teens. Most of them tend to draw from my own or my friends experiences/habits bc I find it funny so —

Taylor: has fibromyalgia and once texted the group chat something along the lines of “do you guys ever sleep so hard you wake up to a dislocated hip? I’m so good at sleeping” Scary was the only one who thought it was funny.

Normal: washes his hair in the sink more often than one should. He also wouldn’t have time to blow dry it before he’d put on the Teenie costume so his hair would end up crimped and half wet for the entirety of the day.

Additional HC that’s more family aligned: Before Hero and Normal were born, Sparrow painted a tree mural in each of their rooms. Hero eventually repainted her room when she was 12 but Normal’s tree is still visible :)

Hermie: is double jointed at the elbow and shoulder in his left arm. He can do this weird trick involving moving his clasped hands from behind his back, over his head, to his front. It’s weirdly bendy and uncomfortable to witness.

Lincoln: when he was around 8-9 yrs old, he attempted to convince his dads to help him make a sign that said “Tricks for Kisses (hershey kind)” around Halloween. He explained he was gonna do soccer tricks for kisses but did NOT explain he meant the chocolate kind. They did not make the sign.

Scary: when she was very little, like 4-5ish, Veronica signed her up for ballet classes. She did enjoy them until it was time for her first recital where, before even going on stage, she burst into tears and her teacher had to run out to collect Veronica from the audience. She was then signed up for soccer and was far more interested in that. Veronica still has the picture of Scary in her recital outfit in her wallet bc Scary couldn’t stand the idea of it hanging up in the house around Terry Jr.

[roitaminnah]

the chaos it would have been if they knew each other as kids. truly we cannot comprehend