#and even if you have no opinion about these questions but think you would like to take part please let me know

[iregularlyevadetaxes]

sorry this is probably proving the point but i can't stop thinking about the reddit comment you posted where everyone in the notes was agreeing with "short women are weirdos about height." can sivi followers expand on that genuine question. being 4'11 and perceived as a 12 year old is like the bane of my existence so i complain about it all the time is this more annoying than i thought. i've seen people accuse short women of infantilizing themselves and acting like children on purpose when they're pursuing men which is what some of the notes seem to be saying… i'm not into men but i've been accused of acting like a child on purpose as well and it's kind of bizarre to me but maybe it's true for others (tbh i think it often is for straight women in general). can y'all explain

i'm not even that short (4'11 is what I would actually consider short) but have a smaller body frame and get some odd comments comparing me to a child. are there creeps like that? yes. is it the responsibility of smaller women to not "attract" them? I just don't care anymore. I like to wear cute/childish things because they make me happy and if someone's a creep over it that's their fucking problem. bitches can't even have whimsy now...SAD.

also I think a lot of people are projecting here wrt height because i've gotten oddly accusatory asks about height preferences when i've never even said anything about it. so by what means are we determining short women only like tall men? just seeing a couple like that, making the assumption, getting mad, and telling reddit about it? literally incel shit lmao

also

>tbh I think it often is for straight women in general

probably because a lot of romance media marketed to straight women tells them it's desirable to men. like look at older hollywood movies where a mid-20s model lusts over the main character who could be her dad's age. or all the plotlines where men leave older women for younger ones (notice this is really only 'a thing' in real life among egotistical celebrities, and guess who stars in and directs those movies?) anyway i'm the pattern noticer. i'm always noticing things. also I could write an essay on how a lot of what we identify as pedophilia is a result of social engineering and not innate sexuality. and no, I am not saying this in a right wing "teachers are grooming kids to be WOKE!!" way, i'm saying any patriarchal society includes subordination of women and children and that is something that needs to be drilled into your brain at some point because you don't accept it by default. just like any social injustice really--you will follow the narrative or you'll be violently corrected. ok this post got kinda dark but it IS a topic I enjoy analyzing, in part to answer questions I have about my own experiences. and yes, I could absolutely explain why my political opinions and what i'm attracted to seem contradictory. do not even try because if something exists I will manage to connect it to politics

[yuurei20]

Do you have information about Ramshackle dorm itself? Whether it be a character's opinions on it, or any history/lore from Crowley along the way through the main story/events? I know we don't know a lot about the dorm itself (I think that's intentional, as to leave interpretation up to the player), but combing through the whole story for lore has been difficult for me. Thank you in advance for your efforts and time. :>

Hello hello! Thank you for this question! 🏚

You are very right that we do not seem to have very much information about Ramshackle Dorm!

For characters' opinions we know that Malleus is fond of it (he likes abandoned ruins in general (more here ->)), and Crowley is maybe more ambivalent? He has a dialogue line referring to it as a "dilapidated old--" and then self-corrects to say, "historic building."

As for why it was abandoned, the ghosts who live there say that everyone got scared of them and ran away, which Crowley confirms.

This is a curious explanation as ghosts are regular staff members at the school with none of the students seeming frightened of them--if anything, the chef ghosts are more afraid of Lilia than any of the students are of them.

While searching for information that may have been missed, I found this fascinating theory from 2020 that Yen Sid from Fantasia could be the founder of NRC as the counterpart to Merlin (who may have inspired RSA’s Ambrose) and possibly the person who appointed Crowley as headmage.

The video creator guesses that Ramshackle is even older than Pomefiore (otherwise confirmed as the oldest dorm) as it was built alongside the school itself rather than being established in a pocket dimension like the other dorms.

As acknowledged in vol. 1 of the Official Fanbook, Ramshackle has taken a lot of inspiration from the 1936 Mickey Mouse animation “Thru the Mirror.”

And Snow White, the basis for Pomefiore? Was released a year later in 1937 👀

We have a comment from Trey that the dorms were constructed in order of Pomefiore -> Heartslabyul -> Diasomnia (which corresponds to those movies' years of release), but no mention of Ramshackle 📝

(Maybe irrelevant, but the Japanese-language title of the “Thru the Mirror” animation is 「ミッキーの夢物語」, which means close to “The Story of Mickey’s Dream.”)

But if Yen Sid is the founder of the school, wouldn't he have a statue or something? And was he not particularly villainous? And why is Ramshackle not treated with more respect by Crowley, at least, who is presumably the one person who knows what it used to be?

To explain this the creator of the video above suggests that maybe NRC was not always a villain school: at some point there was maybe a shift of power from Yen Sid to someone else, who decided to go in a different direction.

This included a renovation that removed things from its previous incarnation like references to Yen Sid and abandoning Ramshackle as a relic of what the school once was.

We know that Azul looked through the past 100 years of exam questions in Book 3, the same amount of time that NRC’s student selection process has been in use, the same amount of time that NRC has been losing all competitions to RSA, the same time that STYX was established…what exactly happened 100 years ago? 👀

A ghost mentions being the captain of a spelldrive team back when he was still alive 90 years in the past, so at least one of Ramshackle's ghosts moved in after whatever that event was.

The video creator proposes that that is when the school shifted its focus to the powers of darkness, only admitting students with those particular traits and no longer accepting students who would have been sorted into Ramshackle Dorm.

They ask, is it possible that the prefect is someone who would have been sorted into Ramshackle like the students of the past if the school had not shifted gears? Is the prefect actually where they are supposed to be, just 100 years too late? 📝

Whatever it is that happened 100 years ago, whatever secret it is about Crowley that Azul may or may not hold—the video creator guesses that Ramshackle Dorm is the key!

We just do not know the key to what 🔑

[finelinevogue]

but what is she surprises aaron with flowers and a bath. where she’s looking after him but he’s like you need to be in here with me to be perfect. because this man never lets himself be taken care of 😭

aaaahhhh omg no i will cry this is so cute for v day 🥹🥹🥹🥹 okay let’s do it!

pairing - aaron hotchner x wife!reader

word count - ~1.5k

In your opinion; being married to someone does not mean you stop dating that person.

Your person happened to be the workaholic, grump, that is Aaron Hotchner. Not only is he the Unit Chief of the BAU in the FBI, but he is also more importantly your husband and father to three.

“That’s so pretty, Cassie-baby.” You cooed at your daughter who was drawing her dad a valentine’s day card.

Aaron does so much for his team at work and even more at home for you, so you decided to treat him extra special on this extra special day.

Cassie, your 2 year old, Dylan, your 5 year old and Jack your 10 year old were all sitting at the kitchen table perfecting their valentines day cards for their dad.

You had given yours to Aaron already.

“Mm.”

Aaron sighed as he felt your kisses trail over his exposed back. His face was shoved into his pillow, head turned away from you, as he was softly woken from his sleep.

“Morning.” You kissed him again, leaning further over his body so you could kiss his neck closer to his face.

“I love you, but why are you awake?” His voice was so low and muffled that it did something to your core.

“It’s valentines day.”

Aaron smiled in response. He of course knew what day it was, he just hadn’t expected you to wake up at 5AM just so you could tell him that.

He did appreciate the gesture though.

“I’ve got something for you.” You whispered into his ear, before giving his lobe a soft kiss and small bite. Aaron happily sighed at the feeling.

You handed him his card and told him that you were going to take an indulgent shower.

You watched Aaron flick on the bedside light about to open and read the card you had gifted him. He took pride in caring for things like this. That’s when he saw the clock on the bedside table.

4:45AM.

“Honey, not that I don’t love the fuss but you’ve woken me up 15 minutes early.” Aaron whined, because he did love his sleep regardless of how much he looked like he didn’t.

“Did I?” You asked, slipping off your pyjama top so you were bare, “Or did I just give us an extra 15 minutes to take a shower together?”

You left him to think on that question.

But you knew you made the right choice when less than thirty seconds later Aaron came up behind you in the shower.

Before you could go down that route in your mind, you returned to helping your kids out.

“Jack, that’s amazing bud.” You gasped. He’d drawn a picture of the whole family and labelled everyone too for good measure. “Uhh, who’s this?” You pointed.

“That’s our dog.” He explained.

“We don’t have a dog.” You said, confused.

“We will. I’m working on it.” He nodded and you had to laugh at the boy’s ambition. You no doubt probably would end up with a dog, because Aaron could not say ‘no’ to his kids.

Dylan was writing his name super neatly - for a 5 year old - at the bottom of his card.

“Wow, Dyl-man. You’re so clever.” You kissed his head.

“I know.” He smiled up at you.

“Daddy will be home in an hour, okay? So let’s finish these and then get our pyjamas on before dinner.”

<.><.><.>

When Aaron came home the first thing he noticed was how quiet it was.

Normally there was at least one child screaming, or dinner was coking, or even the TV was on for the kids to watch. This evening there was nothing.

“Honey?” Aaron called out.

He took off his blazer and hung it on the staircase, dropping his briefcase next to it.

He stood there for another moment, looking around the house and undoing his tie so he could place it next to his blazer.

“Y/N?” He called out again - more concerned this time.

He walked into the kitchen and noticed that the oven was on with his dinner being warmed inside.

The thing that caught his eyes though was the trio of cards sat on the table that were all addressed to him. He picked them up one-by-one and admired the drawings and writings inside.

He had really poor artists for children but at the same time Aaron believed they were all MOMA worthy.

Aaron fetched a glass of water after reading the cards, keeping them propped up so everyone could see. Now he wanted to see his family to give them all the kisses they deserved.

He went upstairs to the kids playroom.

It was there that he found everyone.

You were wall inside the massive fort that Aaron had helped Jack make last weekend. It was a wonder it was still standing actually.

The fort was huge and nearly spanning the whole room. It was a combination of random bedsheets and blankets, along with strings of tiny, hanging, fairy lights and fluffy pillows to cover the floor.

Aaron leaned against the door as he watched you read a book to your children. They were all in their pyjamas, tucked under blankets and wearing sleepy faces. Cassie was already asleep against your chest, but Dylan and Jack were trying their best to pay attention to you and the story.

“Room for one more?” Aaron asked as he knelt down in front of the fort entrance.

“Daddy!” Dylan cheered, perking up at the sight of his dad. Jack was the same, but Cassie was too asleep to notice.

“Hey, my buddies.” Aaron laughed as his sons hugged him tight. He hugged them back tighter.

“We missed you.” Jack said.

“I miss you too.” He kissed Jack’s head and then thought it was only fair he did the same to Dylan’s. He would kiss Cassie’s when he put her to bed later.

Aaron looked over his sons to where you were laid looking at them all - a loving smile on your face.

Aaron mouthed ‘I love you’ to you and you mouthed it back, before Aaron clambered into the fort and settled down for the rest of the bedtime story.

<.><.><.>

You sat with Aaron as he had his dinner.

“Was Spencer any better today?” You asked, drying the dishes that you had cleaned before.

“He was okay. He was okay enough to talk about the origins of beans for half an hour, at least:” Aaron chuckled as he drank from his water.

“Origins of beans?” You questioned.

“Don’t ask.” Aaron rolled his eyes, before tucking back into his dinner.

You were both happy to be silent in each other’s company as Aaron ate and you dried and put away dishes. The kids had been put to bed an hour or so ago, so it was just you two for the night now.

“Dinner okay?” You asked.

You came up beside Aaron and brushed a hand through his hair. His arm wrapped around your waist as he kept you close against him as he ate.

“Mhm. Lovely, thank you.”

You smiled as you accepted his politeness.

You bent over to kiss his head - something you as a family did a lot. Even Jack had started doing it to his siblings after seeing you and Aaron do it all the time.

“You need a shower.” You said, pulling back from his head.

Aaron pinched your side gently, “Love you too.” He said sarcastically.

“Oi!” You laughed.

“Supposed to be nice to each other today.”

“What? Just because it’s valentines day?”

“Yes.” Aaron finished his meal and twisted in his chair so you stood between his legs. His other arm came around your waist so you were trapped against him.

You steadily brushed his hair into formation after having ruined it a little when you’d messed with it before.

“I love you every day, not just because it’s valentines day.” You explained. “Do you?”

“Did you just ask me whether I love you every day?” Aaron scoffed.

“Well?”

“Sweetheart, there hasn’t been a day since I met you that I haven’t loved you. I just love you a little extra today.”

“Oh you do, do you?” You teased.

“Mhm.”

“Well if you love me that much…” You said seductively, leaning down as Aaron’s head tilted back in anticipation of kissing you. Just as you were about to kiss him you whispered, “… Then you can clean your own dishes.”

You leant back up and left Aaron hanging.

He raised an eyebrow in challenge over your actions and you knew that you’d pay for your teasing later. For now he could clean his dishes - alone.

You needed him alone in order to prepare the next part of his valentines day.

<.><.><.>

Aaron trudged up the stairs after turning off the lights downstairs and setting the alarm.

He unbuttoned his shirt a little as he reached the top, stopping at three when he focused on checking on his kids instead.

Each of them were sleeping when he checked.

They were all safe and that’s all that Aaron needed reassuring of.

He walked into your bedroom next and noticed you weren’t in bed reading like he had expected you to be.

He shut the bedroom door and called your name.

“In here.” You responded from the bathroom.

Aaron’s shirt was now all the way unbuttoned but he kept it on as he entered the bathroom.

He knocked as he entered to give you time to tell him to get out if needed.

“Yeah?”

Aaron watched as you checked the temperature of the bath water, which was filled with bubbles, before shaking off the water and rolling your sleeve back down.

The bathroom smelt like those calming bath salts Penelope had bought for both of you.

“What’s all this?” Aaron asked, gesturing to the bath and the warm glowing candles on the counter.

“Happy valentines day.” You smiled.

“Honey.” Aaron pouted as he looked from the room to you, standing there with a smile that would bring even the grumpiest of men to their knees. “This is for me?”

“Yeah. Enjoy.” You leant up to kiss his cheek as you tried to walk past him, but he caught your arm before you could.

“Woah, woah. Where are you going?”

“Uh.. To let you enjoy this.” You furrowed your brows.

“How?” He asked seriously.

“What?”

“How am I supposed to enjoy this, without you?”

His question made your brows soften and you couldn’t help but fall in love with him a little bit more.

“You do so much for us Aaron. Thought you might want a moment of peace.”

“Well you thought wrong, because all I want right now is you.” He leant down to kiss you, “And that bath.”

You laughed into the kiss he was giving you, “Okay then. You, me and the bath it is.”

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

friendly reminder that the word 'vegetable', used about human beings, is an ableist slur. regardless of whether you consider the specific human beings in question to have thoughts, feelings, sensations or anything, it has been used against people with brain injuries, intellectual disabilities, high support needs autism, and other categories I'm not immediately recollecting. there are better words you can use to describe those who do not appear to have thoughts, feelings or sensation. I wanted to add a smiley face but decided that looked passive aggressive, so I didn't.

you use the number 24 weeks. we've saved babies down to ... 21-something, iirc? maybe it's down to 20 weeks now, I forget. but anyway, regardless... I was born twenty-two years ago at 26-something weeks. that's not very long after when you're advocating for abortion. yes, in that situation every day is a big difference developmentally, I'm aware. but I'm just pointing out that there isn't a great deal of difference in time.

nobody should ever being suicide baited. full stop. like, suicide is not a thing that should exist, and no, not even for that person. whoever that person is to you. telling someone they should kill themselves is something that ought to be unthinkable. it also speaks to something really sad in your character, I think. do you need a hug? do you need someone to talk to? hate is such a difficult emotion to feel that strongly! maybe you need a break? I get that you feel strongly, and it makes sense but at the same time, it's okay to take breaks even from things you're passionate about, especially if they're causing such extreme reactions. the world will not fall to ruin if one person takes a couple of weeks or even longer off the internet. please take care of yourself, you're the only you we've got.

also, to say that pro life men want free rein to rape children is a profoundly weird take and says something very strange about your views of people, honestly. it concerns me a bit. again, please consider disconnecting and considering your opinions.

I feel like this is going to come across as condescending or patronising, and I'm really sorry about that - it's not my intent at all, I'm just worried, you know? I want people to take care and be gentle with themselves and be safe and kind and remember they're loved. I'm being as sincere as I know how right now.

also the original post is quite nasty and I think you should seek professional help to deal with these emotions. even though it's bound to be a bait post, the idea that you would actually say this, even as a joke, is worrying. OP, please take care and think about the fact that there are human beings on the other side of the debate and screen.

I think all pro-lifers should be raped, forced to have the baby (no exceptions), and become forced to raise it for 18-20 years just to see how it feels

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for Plot Bunny behind the cut; “project sidekick”. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

They don’t think he’s Dick, after all, so why would they? 

“We will obviously need to be dealt with accordingly,” Kaldur says, which as a choice of phrasing makes Wally vibrate, because that sure is some friggin’ phrasing, Kaldur, Jesus. “However, I find it unlikely that the first option the League would consider would be to pursue . . . alterations that severe.” 

“Why?” Dick asks scornfully, wrapping his arms around his knees again to mask the fact he’s curling in on himself a little tighter. Which, like, would probably work on somebody else and might even work on Kaldur, but definitely does not work on Wally, whoever he is or isn’t. “Batman doesn’t want me to know what I want to know about him. Robin definitely doesn’t want me to know what I know about him. He doesn’t even want Two over here to know what he knows about him. Like, there is literally no situation in which anyone involved wants me to know anything I know. And like, again, the Flash and Kid Flash also probably don’t want anyone knowing what Two does. You’re the only one who maybe won’t need half his head hollowed out as opposed to just some random passwords and League-issue tactical shit getting scrubbed, and even that’s a maybe.” 

“Why am I ‘Two’?” Wally grumbles indignantly as he folds his own arms and taps a foot against the floor in a quick buzzing series of taps, because–he’s not a stupid number, no matter what else he is. Except for how they definitely do all have numbers. Like–very definitely. Probably they could call up Cadmus and ask; get their whole stupid serial numbers or whatever. “Who’s ‘One’, I–never mind, it’s totally Kaldur, isn’t it.” 

“No,” Dick says, his grin a painful, cracked-looking thing. “Kaldur isn’t here.” 

“There is not even a meaningful difference at this point, either biologically or mentally!” Wally says in exasperation, throwing his hands up, and then just–snaps his mouth shut and whips around to turn his back to the other two as he folds his arms again and glares at the floor, and doesn’t say any more about that. Just–that’s gonna sound bad. The League’s gonna take it bad. And like–they’re definitely listening, obviously. Or at least they’ll be playing the security tapes back later. 

Stupid. Stupid. He knows to keep his mouth shut right now. Also, of fucking course Dick picked himself to slap “Three” on. Totally stupid logic based totally on how shitty and redundant and grief-stricken he feels right now, Wally knows it. Not even second-place, rankings-wise. 

“I am not gonna answer to ‘Two’,” he mutters sourly, tapping his foot faster this time. “That’s so stupid. At least, I don’t know, put some effort in. Come up with weird doppelganger names or whatever. Call us our stupid zeta designations, even.” 

“You seriously wanna answer to ‘B-03’ right now?” Dick asks with a snort. 

“It’s less annoying than ‘Two’!” Wally protests, shooting him a glare over his shoulder. Idiot. Stupid total–whatever! What the frick ever. No one else even thinks that they’re– 

The training room door lets out a little alert ping, and a two-point-five-second pause later slides open. It is two-point-five seconds too damn long, in Wally’s opinion. Red Tornado steps back into the training room. Wally maybe vibrates a little again. Just, like–a little. Maybe. 

“Are the three of you available for visitation?” Red Tornado asks like that is at all a sane and normal question right now. 

[thatguyjam]

Highschool Sweethearts - Logan Sargeant

Highschool Sweethearts Masterlist <3

Logan Sargeant x Quiet!Reader

When your parents decided to send you to a boarding school in Switzerland of all places, you thought they were mad. Being in a different country, learning a different language, and only being around hundreds of new people at just 14 was terrifying, but in the end, you had to go. The first few weeks that you were there it was quite boring, as you settled in and didn't muster up the courage to talk to anyone yet. But as classes started up, your peace and quiet quickly dwindled. Soon, you clearly caught the eye of an admittedly cute blonde boy who in every class he could would sit next to you and chat your ear off. You weren't sure that Logan knew much about you, although he always went straight to you with a giant smile on his face whenever he entered a room, but you knew a good amount on him. You knew his brother, Dalton, was racing in low level NASCAR in America, and that he was racing to be in formula one. You knew his best friend was names Oscar, who went to school in England and had a girlfriend named Lily, but apparently you were his best friend too. Eventually you found yourself hanging out with him outside of your classes as well, going on walks around town and hanging out in each others dorms together. Your affection for Logan grew with each passing day as well, whenever he would make sure you would eat, or asked you opinion on things he knew you cared about, are looked at you with that excitement and humor that his eyes always held.

Logan clearly returned your feelings, as your one on one hangouts turned more teasing and flirty, and some classmates assume that you were already dating with how he acted. Throughout your friendship, there was a trend that Logan was the one who did everything, he was the one who ordered for the both of you at restaurants, who would ask your questions for you in class, overall he was the talker, not you. 

And you would be dammed if that would change. Anxiety wins yet again. And Logan seemed to know it, as on day in your dorm, the topic came up,

"Hey Y/N, did you do the homework for English? Cause I want to go to that cafe in town, but I need to finish all my homework first."

"Yeah, here, it's in the red notebook"

"Ok, Do you wanna go change to go out while I copy this? You could wear that pretty blue knit sweater you've got, it's pretty cold out."

"Um, sure, but what's wrong with my hoodie?"

Logan's pencil hovered over his page, biting his lip, with a mischievous smile, "I just think you might be more comfortable in the sweater"

Shrugging his odd comments off, you go to change, figuring it was just harmless, and wait for him to finish copying your homework, and changing into a similar sweater to your own before the two of you went into town.

When at the cafe, it all seemed normal at first, Logan ordering chocolate croissants for the two of you, along with hot chocolates to warm you up. And once you got and began eating your food, Logan began talking.

"So, I know a lot of people think we have been dating already, and I don't really know exactly how you feel, but I wanted to tell you how I feel at least. Y/N, I really like you, I like your sense of humor, I like how you judge people with me, I like how you listen to my rambling even when I go on and on, and I love hanging out with you in general. I would love to really be your boyfriend and be able to go on dates with you and hold your hand and call you babe and everything, and I get it if you don't want to be my boyfriend, or you just wanna stay friends, but I wanted to tell you my feelings."

Logan exclaimed, all in one breath before looking at you with hope in his eyes. He had caught you mid bite of croissant, but you instantly stopped caring about that as you pulled him towards you for a kiss

"Logan, I would love to be your Boyfriend, I would love to hold your hand, and go on dates, and call you babe. I love you."

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[pukefactory]

reader where they find out vee is able to eat tapes since she cant eat organic food perhap?

⊹⊱•••《 COMPUTER FEED 》•••⊰⊹

⍟ Summary: A compilation of headcanons featuring the reader discovering Vee’s strange dietary choices

⍟ Character(s): Vee Version 1 (Dandy’s World)

⍟ Genre: Headcanons, SFW

⍟ Warning(s): None - Completely Safe!

⍟ Image Credits: Qwelver

☇ You don’t notice it at first—Vee keeps her habits to herself, and you never paid much attention to the way she handles tapes. That is, until you walk in on her casually biting into one like it’s a granola bar. She doesn’t even react to your staring, only raising a brow. “What? Never seen someone eat before?” she says, as the tape phases through her screen like a hologram, accompanied by the distinct sound of digital chewing.

☇ She doesn’t make a big deal out of it, of course—it’s completely normal to her. When you ask how long she’s been eating tapes, she shrugs. “Since always. Kinda have to, y’know. Unless you’ve got a better idea.” She tilts her head, her screen flickering slightly. “Didn’t think so.” She dismisses any further questions, clearly finding your curiosity more irritating than endearing.

☇ Vee is picky about the tapes she eats. They have to be completely clean, with no labels or smudges. The film inside must remain untouched, just like the outer casing. If they don’t meet her standards, she scoffs, flicking through a pile of them and tossing the bad ones over her shoulder without a second thought, all while you watch in confusion. She has opinions on the taste. “Pre-recorded ones are fine, but live audio’s way better,” she admits, taking another bite. “You ever try eating something that’s been sitting on a shelf for decades? Yeah. Exactly. Stale.” Of course, Vee would be particular about her food—she’s fussy about everything else. But in this case, it seems excessive. Does she care? Absolutely not.

☇ You catch her mid-snack one day, and she actually hesitates for a fraction of a second. Just a brief pause—barely noticeable—but you see her screen flicker before she recovers. “Gonna stand there gawking, or you got something to say?” She crunches down on the tape with a smirk, waiting for your response. Whatever you say doesn’t really faze her, though—she enjoys how confused it makes you and keeps you in limbo about the whole thing. It’s entertaining.

☇ She doesn’t like when people make a big deal about it. The moment someone reacts too strongly, she gets irritated. Ask too many questions, and she flips them back on you. “Why do I eat tapes? Why do you eat whatever it is you eat?” There’s an edge to her voice, like she finds the questioning mildly offensive. Maybe it’s best not to press too hard unless you want to be met with her passive-aggressive responses.

☇ She never announces it, but if you pay attention, you can tell when she’s hungry. She gets a little snippier, her replies shorter and more clipped. If she’s really hungry, her screen flickers more often. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll deal with it,” she mutters, already reaching for her crunchy tape snacks to settle her mood. If she gets too snappy, it’s usually a good idea to track down her favorite kind of tape to calm her down. And if you listen closely, there’s a faint buzzing noise emanating from somewhere in her body—almost like a stomach growling, demanding more tapes.

☇ She never says it out loud, but she appreciates that you don’t make it weird (once you get over the initial shock, anyway). When you stop acting surprised and simply hand her a tape without a word, she gives you a look—just for a second—before smirking. “Thanks.” Then she chomps down on her plastic treat like it’s the most natural thing in the world. If you manage to find spare tapes in good condition, she accepts them without hesitation, offering a rare smile before stashing them away in her room—saving them for later, when she can enjoy them in private.

[lenodrysalad]

There's a good video about this here, but it's exhausting seeing people yelling about "keeping politics out of sports" again. Like OP said, it's impossible to keep politics out of sports. It's impossible to keep politics out of anything, and nation states are inherently political. Right now this isn't even just about nationality, this is about the threat to people.

Politics have always been embedded in sports; booing a national anthem is literally the smallest form of protest. Yet again this demonstrates the luxury of ignorance athletes have about sociopolitical issues. It's not surprising. We don't watch sports for politics, we watch it for entertainment. There isn't a high degree of expectation. It's just as well that athletes keep their mouths shut, and the league perpetuates that silence. We know where this organization sits; they've made it clear they only support inclusivity and causes with capitalistic incentive, and that veneer is pretty thin.

What's confounding is the way athletes are coddled as if they're exempt from so much as thinking just because their job is playing sports. Why? Are they not people? Citizens of society? Do most people not also have jobs and still manage to pay attention? Why should their profession give them a free pass? It isn't difficult to inform yourself or have an ounce of integrity; some athletes have managed it just fine.

So while it's not surprising, it still sucks being reminded how many of these guys support Trump and/or people like him. But those who are uninformed or uncaring are also ludicrous. Yes, do not put these guys on pedestals, do not hinge your values around strangers on TV. It's also likely there's professional pressure from the league for players not to speak on certain issues. But it's also not a crime to hope for better. Emotional connection is human. Seeking familiarity is natural, as is wanting to approach people in good faith.

We're not asking for their opinion about pineapple on pizza. We're asking them to empathize. We're asking them if they know what they're supporting. We're asking them to have the same awareness and humanity asked of everyone.

People's identities are not political until politics are brandished as a weapon against them; until politicians decide they get to determine who deserves to be considered a human being. The moment you threaten someone's existence, safety, rights, and autonomy, you make it a political issue. You don't then get to turn around and complain about everything being too politicized when people are being forced to fight for their right to live in peace.

The fact that these guys don't understand what the booing is about is ridiculous. So is the way it's being reported, with this framing of "inciting hate and negativity," or spun into this underdog narrative of "what spurred America to victory." The questions players are being asked are an insult to journalism; they're being asked about how they feel about the booing. That's it. Here's a thought: ask them why the anthem is being booed. Ask them what's going on right now. Ask how they would feel if a global superpower run by an authoritarian bigot was threatening them. Ask them to take their blinders off.

You don't see the point in booing? Why do you care? Like OP said, it's not directed at American citizens or American athletes. Oh, no, it hurts your feelings, so you don't like it. Well, we don't like tariffs and oligarchs and bullies insulting and threatening us. We don't like having our existence threatened.

i know the majority of contemporary hockey players all grew up privileged and most of their education was abbreviated, but it’s crazy to me how many of them refuse to see why the american anthem is being booed. no, canadians aren’t booing american players. they aren’t booing american teams. they aren’t booing american citizens. they are booing the united states as an entity, more specifically what the people in power over the country are choosing to do to canada.

national anthems aren’t just a nice song meant to celebrate american people; they always have and always will be inherently tied to politics and nationalism. governments and other people in power have historically weaponized nationalism and patriotism (and will continue to do so), and symbols of national pride like flags and anthems are direct conduits of that pride from government to citizen. there is no removing their political nature just because they’re being performed in the context of hockey, and to expect people to ignore what a country’s government is trying to do to them is naive and, frankly, a little insulting.

so no, brad marchand, montreal was not booing the american players during the anthem. matthew tkachuk, i’m sorry you “didn’t like” the boos, but given that you seem to have no interest in saying anything about what the american government is doing to cause all of this, your complaints about a political song being received poorly due to current politics come off as out of touch and petulant.

as long as national anthems are performed at games, there will always be the risk of current events changing now they’re viewed, due to the fact that the crowd of people are in fact real humans who have an awareness of things besides sports.

[emsylcatac]

is ML awakening good/worth a watch? I never watched it because ppl kept putting down the show to prop it up as being better at the time so I didnt want any weird biases to cloud my judgment. On the other hand, I remember ppl criticized s5's finale for not having adrien being relevant but then praise the movie's finale despite it not having marinette be relevant (correct me if im wrong, but sounds like things wouldve solved faster if she gave up and didnt believe in herself )

Hey! 😊

I think it depends on your tastes: if you really love the show and the characters, you probably won't like the movie. But if you're salty about the show (especially if you've been salty about it for a long time) then from what I've seen, people tend to like the movie more. Though you might also end up liking both the movie and the show, recognize each their flaws and qualities and have a fun time without feeling like you have to compare them!

So my advice would be :

If you love the show and the characters (and especially Adrien's characterization in the show), I don't think watching the movie is really worth it. But if you have friends who love the show to watch the movie with, it can be a fun experience to watch it together and laugh at it.

If you like the show but aren't necessarily too invested in it or even if you're invested in the show but are a casual watcher who doesn't analyze everything, I'd say you can give the movie a try and you'll probably have a good time at best, or quickly forget about it at worst.

If you are salty about the show and were especially disappointed in the S5 finale (or more about Adrien's non-involvement in the finale fight) and are looking for more Chat Noir / Hawkmoth confrontation than what we got in the show's finale, and if you aren't too attached to Adrien's characterization in the show, I would say you'll probably love the movie and should watch it!

I'll share more of my personal opinions / experience undercut that also answer some of your questions about the finale regarding Marinette and Adrien's involvement without spoiling the plot too much, but beware because I'm not a fan of the movie so it's up to you to read my biased opinion 😆

So even though I was disappointed in a few things in S5 (namely Adrinette dating pre-reveal), I would take that over the movie any day 😅 The characters were ooc to me (especially Adrien, I really didn't like their take on him), the writing is pretty basic imo, the musics aren't "bad" per say but they're cheesy and not at all memorable (and they sing wayyy too much imo - take a Disney and make it worse in terms of musical interruptions). And you're right, the movie finale has more Adrien in it - in fact, it feels a lot like fanservice in terms of Hawkmoth & Chat Noir type of content, but to the expanse of their main character: Marinette. Which is kinda disappointing for a story with a female lead imo. So to me, the movie finale wasn't satisfying to watch - more frustrating than anything because of the conclusion of it (I don't wanna spoil it in case you decide to watch it). We also don't really get to see the characters develop their relationship a lot (which makes sense because you can't have the same development in 1h45 than in 5 seasons), so it also doesn't help in making the finale satisfying to me. And I will say those who were satisfied probably were because they have seen the characters interact in the show and are watching the movie as if Adrien & Marinette had the same development, which they don't have.

I've watched the movie 2 times, one with the ML French culture gang at the theatre and we honestly had a great time laughing at how bad we thought the movie was, but our opinions were the same. And another time with @yeet-noir & @amimons because they hadn't watched it and wanted to see what I meant when I said it was bad. Again, we had fun making fun of it but they also didn't like the movie and I think we were overall frustrated with the fact that we think that it's not depicting a good image of the show, especially for people who only watched the movie (and we were frustrated at people saying it's tooooons better than the show hahahaha). But that's our personal opinion, and someone who loved the movie would tell you a different story for sure!

I hope it helped, sorry I'm def not the best person to be neutral because of my opinion on the movie hahaha 😅 but no matter what you decide to do and how you personally end up feeling about the movie, the most important is that it brings you enjoyment 😄

[maxdibert]

I wished lily wasn't the reason for Severus' loyalty. The revelation of his love for her (platonically or romantically) was truly important. You have the incident that kickstarted the prophecy. Severus' switch to the order. Voldemort giving Lily a chance to choose. Severus playing an important role in the second wizarding war. All because of a friendship of two people from spinner's end.

JKR should have developed it more. I understand that she went for the twist, but when the thrill of the discovery is gone there are so many questions that are unanswered.

first, I do not like Lily as a friend. She forgives the marauders for the years of bullying, see her 'best friend' being hanged upside down and threatened to have his genitals exposed. Who the fuck does that ? Also when Harry asked if his mother knew that James still bullying Severus in the seventh year, remus answered with "she did not know too much." so she knew something...

I do not like Lily as a sister, why did she not let James know that vernon probably doesn't know anything about the wizarding world before they went on dinner. I mean wth is Petunia supposed to say to Vernon ? "Oh yeah my sister is a witch and she went to this magical school". Not the best way to make a men fall in love with you. Is Petunia even allowed to tell Vernon all of this under the secrecy law? (I'm aware that restaurant scene is not canon, but that's what I thought when I read it on the website).

I don't like the way she uses her other friends opinion of Severus and their friendship, who clearly don't like Severus, as an argument to why Severus should stop hanging out with his Slytherin friends. Why are your friends even discussing Severus?

Also, I don't like the way she idolize Albus Dumbledore. Severus' got bullied for years, and Dumbledore did nothing. Severus was nearly killed by a werewolf and Dumbledore made Severus swear to never talk about it. What did he do, he made James head boy. Yeah if that happened to me and this man was the leader of the order, I might have asked for the death eater sign up too. Ridiculous.

By making his love for her so pure and selfless, it makes me wonder why he loves her so much. We know nothing, and the things we know just make me go "bruh really.... her ? .... she would not spare a thought for you if your funeral was announced in the papers".

Listen I was never part of the cool kids, so perhaps I don't understand her. But then again, for a Gryffindor, she really is a social coward.

It makes everything so bloody tragic. I sometimes wonder if I'd wished Severus stayed a death eater in the story but then one with guilt because he started caring about the professors and children through the years of working there.

It was honestly funny to read all of this because it feels like listening to myself when I was 16 or 17. I mean, even before I was a fan of Severus—because that came with time—I had a pretty neutral opinion of the character. I didn’t dislike him because I understood his motivations, but I wasn’t particularly a fan either. And if I wasn’t a fan, it was precisely because of everything you’re talking about.

A lot of people say Severus was an obsessive incel who spent 24/7 thinking about Lily, but I never saw it that way—I just thought he was an idiot. I thought, Wow, what an absolute moron. Like, did he really sacrifice his entire life for a woman who was actually kind of a piece of shit? Did he really give up everything to protect the son of his bully and the woman who married said bully? Could you be a bigger loser? No, seriously, could you be more pathetic? Because that woman not only let him be bullied for years, she almost smiled at his bully while he was publicly stripping him. She practically blamed him for her lack of popularity because she was seen with him, and somehow, he was supposed to be grateful. She gaslit him when he tried to tell her about what his abusers were doing to him. She literally told him he should be grateful to one of his abusers. Like, this woman was a piece of shit who was just looking to climb the social ladder. She loved being Gryffindor’s golden girl, just like she was the golden girl back home, and she hated that she had a weird, ugly, nerdy friend with questionable associations who tainted her image. On top of that, she loved having Gryffindor’s rich, pureblood king fawning over her because it was yet another symbol of status—but, of course, she had to play hard to get because good girls always resist bad boys.

That’s how I saw Lily Evans (and honestly, how I still see her), and it seemed absurd to me that Severus would have given so much for her when, honestly, I would have told her to fuck off. Like, if I were Severus, I would’ve dropped her the first time she gaslit me about my abusers. But if for some reason I had still stuck around after that, the moment I saw her almost smiling at my main abuser while he was stripping me in public, I would’ve beaten her so hard she’d have lost all her teeth.

That was my mindset when I was younger, before I learned a lot of things. Back then, I didn’t know what toxic friendships were or how easy it was to fall into them. I had no idea what codependency was, nor did I understand what an attachment figure was. At the time, I grasped some of these concepts vaguely, but over the years, I not only understood them more deeply but also experienced them—both personally and through people around me.

As I got older, I realized that the fact that Severus came from a home where he felt terribly unsafe, and that Lily represented his first safe place as a child, played a huge role in his cognitive development and psyche. In some way, he was always going to be grateful to her for probably being the only good thing in his childhood. And those childhood attachments are some of the strongest and hardest to break because they’re so deeply ingrained in a person. On top of that, Lily was his friend for years, during key developmental stages, and he probably didn’t see all of her flaws—he had her idealized. He grew up in a house where violence was the norm, and his classmates at Hogwarts also treated violence as normal. Lily was different, so he simply wasn’t capable of recognizing problematic behaviors that anyone with a healthy upbringing and healthy role models would have seen immediately. Because he didn’t have those things.

We’re not talking about a character who had examples of healthy behavior, affection, or attachments—we’re talking about someone who had the opposite. So, of course, he wasn’t capable of seeing anything bad in Lily. To him, she was the good in his environment. She was his moral compass, a kind of lighthouse to guide him when he wanted to know if he was heading in the right direction. It’s even possible that he never blamed her for marrying James, and instead, just thought it was normal that she gave in—because she was so good that she could see the good in even horrible people like James. Or maybe he believed James had somehow deceived her.

Severus’s attachment to Lily is kind of like a child who idolizes their mother and is completely unable to see her flaws—even when she acts like a complete asshole—because she’s their mother. And if she does something bad, well, it’s probably the fault of the people around her, not her. That’s exactly how Severus saw Lily.

When I understood all of this, I felt like I finally understood the character and his motivations better. I think it’s important to look at it not from our perspective as outsiders forming opinions, but from his perspective as someone inside the situation—someone who was emotionally dependent on her and either didn’t see the truth or didn’t want to see it.

Over the years, I’ve toned down my discourse about Lily, but my opinion of her hasn’t changed all that much from when I was a teenager. The only difference is that now I rationalize it better. But I still think she was a self-centered social climber. The only thing that’s changed is that before, I just thought she was a shallow, frivolous person—now I give her a little more credit and think her behavior was based on an inferiority complex stemming from her working-class background and her Muggle heritage.

But that doesn’t change the core of the issue. And honestly? I think she and James Potter were a perfect match—two absolute assholes who deserved each other. In fact, I’ve never been bothered by Jily because I’ve always thought they belonged together. Equally insufferable.

[not-your-average-fangirl02]

Nicola liked post featuring hard launch of our angels Luke and Antonia, even she is supportive..... So why can't you be? Luke and Antonia are together and really in love just look at the clips from Boss event, she even lovingly touched his butt, they are Hot together. Nicola also wished happy birthday to her boyfriend Jake which she didn't to her friend Luke because as she said he is just a friend. Your ship is dead and done. Delulu

Hi Anon, I don’t know if you know this, but there is this button called “block” that you can press if you come across a page you don’t agree with. It’s a lot easier to press this button then taking time to write an anonymous ask. But since you chose to send in an ask I feel it is only fair I share my opinions.

First off, Nic could have liked that post for a million different reasons that have nothing to do with the adjacent. Also, if I’m not mistaken Nic does not follow the adjacent, if she was so okay with Luke and the adjacent “being together” you would think she would at least be following her, but alas she’s not, weird huh? The so called “hard launch” wasn’t really a hard launch. Luke took the girl to an event, then proceeded to post no pictures with her on the grid, then his story post, instead of saving the video and uploading it to his story (yes he knows how to save a video and post it he’s done it before, so don’t try to give me that excuse) he chose to share a link. It’s like he doesn’t want to be tied to that girl.

Secondly, the clips from the boss event don’t scream in love to me. I look more in love with a margarita then he looked with A. Heck, he looked more in love with the idea of Nic’s peanut butter Apple crumble than with A. The only time Luke looked remotely happy during that event was when he was fangirling over David Beckham. Also the video of them inside the event felt very staged, especially with Luke looking at the camera. 

Thirdly, I wish all my friends and family a happy birthday online, so anon by your logic does that mean I’m dating them? What if Jake is just a friend anon, did you ever think about that? Nic always wishes all her friends a happy birthday online and she’s not dating all of them. Isn’t it quite the coincidence that Nic wishes all her friends a happy birthday except for Luke this year.

Anon, I hope I answered all your questions and you have learned to just scroll or block instead of wasting your energy trying to come on other people’s pages you don’t agree with. Maybe just stick to your ship and your people. You say I’m delulu I call it using my critical thinking skills, which you obviously lack. Anyways, I hope you have a great day and learn a thing or two :)

[kingmaxstatic]

Goodmorning, Goodbye and Goodnight: A Post About Farewells.

... How do you break away from something or a piece of yourself for so long? Or at the very least, do so in the public eye?

Let's not beat around the bush.

I'm not happy in the Sonic fandom at the moment.

(More below the post)

So let me make this PERFECTLY CLEAR I have not fallen out of love for Sonic. I still adore Sonic and I will more than continue to enjoy it!

But I'm unsure if that enjoyment can really be.. public.. for the time being.

For a while I've always couldn't help but notice that the fandom is a bundle of bickerers. Makes sense. Most of us here are ND and VERY opinionated!

But this all came to ahead when I was watching a video about Amy Rose. And as I watched, as interested as I was. A video dissecting her current writing I realized something...

I was fucking miserable!

Why do I CARE so much about other people's opinions about something I enjoy? Even if I cringe at that one bumblecast clip of Ian saying "he wishes he could redesign Amy".

Even IF I understand the concern.

I still LOVE Modern Amy! I was letting this video give me insight, yes but it also made me feel guilt for even LIKING IDW's take on Amy (and IDW in general).

Infact guilt is something I've felt A LOT in the fandom.

Shit man, Starline is my FAVORITE character in sonic, period. But it feels like both the fandom (and the writers, to an extent) want to guilt you into not liking him.

That liking him is some moral failing on YOUR part? (Literally Ignoring the fact we've literally had a few years to grow attached pre-imposter syndrome and that he didn't just magically appear post-Chao Race Arc)

Yes, Starline sucks. Yes, he (in canon) used two random mobians for cyborg stuff. I know this. He's still an enjoyable character and I don't excuse his canon actions. It's even why in my own canon of him Imposter syndrome isn't canon.

I'm tired of the stress, man. I'm tired of not enjoying Starline. I haven't been able to properly enjoy him in a wile.

For my birthday I actually bought a Bad Guys physical copy!

And I have not touched it at all.

The stress of keeping up with this fandom has actually caused me literal anxiety shivers. I don't have fun any more. There's just.. too much discourse.

And I think it's best for me if I take a step back from it. At least.

So.. What Happens Now?

Well! What happens now is that I take a public step back from the fandom! Like I said I still very much enjoy Sonic.. I just don't think that enjoyment will be AS public any more. Gush about it with friends! Play the games! Draw art.. For Myself!

This doesn't mean I won't be keeping a close eye on my sonic moots (you haven't gotten rid of me JUST yet!) but it does mean I'll probably start blocking tags. Taking some breathing room. Finding that love for Sonic again on my OWN time. Be a lil selfish with it!

I still love and adore my ocs (and they'll still be around on Toyhouse and Art Fight!) But their stories are mine to share.. and sometimes I can just.. not share them!

What happens to this Blog?

SHIT MAN! I'll still be around! I probably just won't be posting in the sonic tag any time soon. I'm in OTHER fandoms right now (Nicktoons, Crash, Etc) If you like my writing and my art In THIS fandom surely you'll enjoy it in others!/pos

Even if those fandoms are more.. obscure to say the least? This Blog, at it's core, has always been ABOUT multifandom stuff and It feels like it's finally returning to that!

Nature is healing! KingMaxStatic is finally posting about WEIRD fandoms only 3 people know about again!!

What Happens To Starvoltz?

Though not an as.. urgent question. It's one I feel has held a lot of weight, at least to me. I know people are GENUINELY such big fans of Starvoltz and I think it's been the ONE BIG THING keeping me back from making me step back from the fandom...

So... I'm killing both Starline and Voltz off..../j (I would never)

I still LOVE and ADORE Starline and Voltz! They mean the world to me (and even the MOON to me!) But over the course of the past few months I've felt a nagging GUILT about them.. and I don't want to feel that anymore. I want to ADORE Starvoltz like I used to...

and In order for me to do that I GOTTA step back.

If you wanna get a lil cute about it, you can think about it like the two going on a honey moon or a vacation!

If you've made it thus far.. thank you. Genuinely. Thank you for understanding! I hope you understand. I love sonic, I will always love sonic. But I need my own space to love Sonic.

I suppose maybe like the main character I need to be free.

Free like the wind.

[justaghouletteintheclergy]

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑌𝑜𝑢

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐷𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑜𝑓 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐸𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑥 𝐹!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐹𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚: 𝑆𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑚𝑎𝑛

𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: 𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡, ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡/𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡, 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑑𝑢𝑏𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒, 𝑠𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦, 𝑠𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑜𝑜𝑐 𝐷𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒? 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑡

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑙 ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟

𝐴𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟'𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒: 𝐻𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝐷𝑎𝑦! ❤️💋

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑦 @///𝑘𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑠𝑤𝑟𝑙𝑑. 𝐵𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑒

Desire of the Endless. A being who thoroughly enjoyed tormenting their siblings. Especially their Brother, Dream. Dream was always so easy to tease, to get under his skin and drive him mad. Desire had always thought his dear Brother was so pompous and arrogant. Dream was always in need of a little humbling, in their opinion. And when they learned that precious little Dream had a mortal that he oh so adored? They couldn't help themselves but meddle in and have some fun. They grinned as they left their realm and into the Waking world.

Y/N came home from a long day of work, eager to settle down and relax for the evening. Taking her shoes off as well as her coat, she tossed them aside, getting settled in. She stretched briefly, attempting to ease the tension in her shoulders. She took a tired sigh before taking a sit on her plush sofa.

She glanced at her phone, it was only two hours before dinner time so she allowed herself to rest for a moment. She flipped on the tv and began to channel surf before finally settling with an old movie channel.

The peaceful silence however, did not last long. A familiar voice spoke, coming from behind her.

"Hello Y/N."

She turned around at the sudden sound and smiled when she spotted her dear friend standing there. "Hello Dream, what you doing in the Waking world?"

"Am i not allowed to visit with my dear friend?" He questioned, corners of lips turned into a teasing smirk as he made his way over to the sofa.

She let out a chuckle. "No, no, you're always welcome here." replying with the same kind smile she gave him earlier. It was not unusual for the Dream King to come and visit Y/N in the Waking. When they became closer, she told him he was more than welcome in her home. Always quite eager to show him everything about the modern world.

"I have missed you." he confessed, taking a seat next to her.

Y/N blushed. "I missed you too Morpheus." It had been weeks since they last spoke to one another. Not by choice mind you. Dream had the Dreaming to run and protect. While Y/N's job always keeps her busy as well. She understood the King's duties well enough and did not fault him for it. Although it didn't stop her from missing him a great deal. She enjoys his company, his companionship. In all honestly... She was absolutely taken by the Lord of Dreams.

"I could not stop thinking of you, being with you.." He scooted closer towards her, being close enough she could feel his warm breath on her cheeks. Hooded eyes stared deeply into hers.

"I..." She found herself tongue tied at the confession. Y/N was deeply in love with the Endless sitting next to her. She longed and yearned for him in dreaded silence. And as much as she cared for him, she did not pursue the thought of a relationship. She valued him as a true friend, she would hate herself if she went and spoiled it all on a ridiculous infatuation. It hurt, it cut deep but what could she do? Besides... How could a Endless like he love a mortal like her?

"I crave you, i desire you my dear Y/N." The man stated, giving a coy smirk as he snaked his hands around the woman's waist. Slowly leaning in close to whisper in her ear, nose gently grazing her cheekbone. "I want you, i need you."

The woman let out shiver at his deep alluring voice. She could scarcely believe what was happening right now. The King of Dreams wanted her, needed her. Her heart was hammering against her chest, she was almost afraid it might burst from how fast her heart was beating. It was all too much! Yet... She desired him, just as much as he did for her. She craved his touch, yearned for his lips to be pressed on her own, she wanted the King of Dreams and Nightmares.

"Dream-" she spoke in a gentle whisper.

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"Enough of this!" Y/N's head snapped in the direction of the noise There was Dream standing in her living room, he was seething. If that was Dream... Then... She immediately leaped from her couch. In place of the "Dream" she was speaking with, sat Desire instead.

Desire grinned at the woman before turning their attention to Dream. "Hello Brother dear-"

"Silent. I told you what were to happen if you were to interfer with my affairs." Dream interrupted, his voice somehow gotten deeper as he spoke. A rage building up inside.

"Come brother dear, i was just having a bit fun!" A cheshire smile still plastered on their face as they rose from the couch and made their way over to Y/N. The woman stepped back, not wanting to even slightly be next to the Endless.

"Leave. Now." The King's voice sharp and forceful. The room suddenly colder, like a breeze from a winter storm had crashed in. The lights seemed to have gotten darker. Almost if the shadows were beginning to devoured the only light source in the room. Shadows which were coming from Dream himself. He was different. His normally bright starry eyes, were pitch black. Bottomless pits of nothingness as he stared daggers at his sibling. He also seemed... Taller? And his hair seemed more wild than usual. One would call it a bird's nest. This was not the King of Dreams, but the Lord of Nightmares.

Desire sighed as they twirled Y/N's hair around their fingers. How Y/N wanted to slap their hand away, but was too fearful of making this situation worst than it already was.

"Alright, i'll leave. But you're absolutely no fun, Brother." Desire gave a wink to the mortal woman before finally taking their leave.

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Once Desire had left, the lights went back to normal and the sudden cold breeze died out. Dream himself even went back to normal.

Despite that, there was painful silence between them. Neither spoke for a moment. Only staring at each other.

"I'm sorry-" Before Dream could even properly speak, Y/N stormed off into her bedroom. Slamming the door shut and locking it.

The young woman crawled into bed as tears began to fall. She felt humiliated. Desire toyed with her emotions, her desires all for the sake of messing with their brother.

She understood now why Dream didn't get along with them. They were cruel, taking pleasure from building people up and tearing them down.

The woman clutched onto a nearby pillow, burying her face in the cushion as more tears began to pour. The worst of it all was that for a moment, she believed Dream returned her feelings. That he too, felt just as deeply as she. That he wanted her in the same way. She was a fool for thinking so. Y/N hopes that Dream could forgive her and pretend that none of this happened.

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As if on cue, Dream was now in her bedroom, thanks to his trusted sand. "Y/N." Calling her name as he walked over to the bed. Gently sitting on the edge, not wanting to spook the woman.

"I am sorry for what Desire has done. I did not think they'd go this far."

Y/N didn't answer.

A few seconds passed before she turned her head, finally facing him.

Dream's heart ached at the sight of her. Her eyes were now red and puffy from crying, tears stained her cheeks. How dare Desire make the woman he loved, cry. To fool with her emotions as if they meant nothing. Y/N was a kind and caring mortal, he did not expect to fall in love again but fate decided otherwise.

She had captured his attention ever since their first meeting. He felt consumed by her, not a day went by he did not think of her. Dream could not bare the thought of not having Y/N in his life. He was deeply, ardently, in love with her. And the thought of what Desire had done, had the Endless seeing red. But one look at Y/N's pitiful form, he knew that this was not the time.

Dream slowly reached forward, checking to see if she protested the action. Once she made no moments to stop him, he continued. Brushing away the young woman's hair from covering her face in order to wipe away any stray tears.

She stayed still, enjoying the gentle touch from him. Not wanting to break away so soon.

For a minute the two stayed like this, neither speaking or even daring to move. Until Y/N rose up to a sitting position.

"I'm sorry too Dream." She muttered.

His brow furrowed. "There is no need to apologize to me, you did nothing wrong."

She shook her head. "I thought that was you. I thought..." Her voiced cracked as she trailed off. "Dream i-" raising a hand to her mouth, desperately fighting back a sob that threat to escape her lips.

Dream took Y/N's chin between his forefinger and thumb, causing her to look up at the Dream Lord.

"Do not be ashamed my love. For i feel the same as you. You have my heart." Dream confessed.

Y/N stared, mouth hanging slightly open agape. Her head felt like she spinning, she was a bit overwhelmed. Was her mind playing tricks? Or had Desire not truly left. "Please... please tell me this is not another illusion." She stammered. Y/N couldn't handle it if this was another twisted fantasy of Desires or something else of the alike. Her heart could not bare it, afraid that it might shatter.

Dream leaned in close, nose brushing against hers. "This is no illusion Y/N. Allow me to prove it to you." Starry eyes bore into hers. His breathe became shallower as he slowly breathed her in. Fighting the urge to just kiss her there and now. But stayed still, awaiting for her consent.

"Please."

At that simple plead, Dream pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was slow, sweet and perfect. The King's heart soared when their lips met, he poured every emotion he had into this single kiss. Letting the woman he loved know that his words were true. He was not a mere illusion created to destroy her heart, he was real. Dream was holding onto her, he was real.

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Slowly as the kiss went on, the more intense and passionate it became. Letting their inner most desires come forward. Dream's tongue licked at the bottom of Y/N's lip, silently begging to be let in. She moaned at the sensation and happily parted them. Instantly, his tongue dove in, exploring every inch of her mouth. He devoured her and all her senses. She was trembling with every swipe of his wicked tongue. Her hands flew up to Dream's dark hair, giving it a tug. A deep groan rumbled in his throat at the feeling.

Y/N soon parted from his lips, unfortunately needing to catch her breathe.

"You are mine Y/N. Every part of you now belongs to me, my love." Y/N couldn't help but tremble at his words. Dream's voice was low, arousal being quite obvious. His voice alone shoot a spark down her spine. A dark lust was in his eyes, his breathing was erratic, his hair was messier and his lips were pink and spit coated now. She shamelessly looked him up and down, taking in his current state.

A reaction not going unnoticed by the King. Dream's hands, which were placed on her hips, gave a gentle squeeze.

"Allow me to claim you, to worship you, to love you." Dream whispered to her, lips just barely touching. Waiting for his beloved's answer before giving into what he profoundly craved.

Y/N cupped Dream's face gently, thumbs caressing his cheekbones lovingly. "Make me yours, Lord Morpheus." That alone was all that Dream needed to hear before he smashed his lips against hers once more. A kiss that was filled with promises of endless pleasure and devoted love.

[sskk-manifesto]

Bungou Stray Dogs: Dead Apple and how “ability users” (opposite to “normal people”) learning to accept themselves through the acceptance of their own abilities is a queer metaphor of acceptance of own's sexual orientation and gender: an essay by me

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

Between Sonic and Tails, who do you think would end up confessing their feelings first?

Good question. Definitely depends upon the iteration and context, but for the most part (at least in my head) getting either of them to confess (and in some cases even ruminate on their feelings and admit to themselves the nature of them) is hard

Like, for example, I personally think that game!Sonic (and post sgw Archie Sonic and IDW Sonic) kind of take Tails' presence for granted in a way. To them, it will always be the two of them (Sonic and Tails). The ideal future is that they keep on hanging out and still fight side by side sometimes and that even if Sonic goes it alone he can always come back from his adventures to chill with Tails or crash at his place. In other words, in Sonic's fantasies of the future, things like getting married or raising families or anything like that are just kind of tacked on as something that will just kind of be true at best and ignored at worst. If he even considers a future where things are a bit different because Tails is together™ with someone, to him it's only natural that Tails would be in his life the same way and nothing would really change. And so to that end, even if Sonic DOES realize his own feelings, he probably wouldn't see any good reason to confess. It would make things more complicated, especially if Tails doesn't share those feelings, and he doesn't have to worry anyways because Tails will always prioritize the two of them and be at his side, right?

And then it's even worse for versions of Sonic more akin to, say, pre sgw Archie Sonic. This is because in addition to the already existing unwillingness to change things and the assumption that he doesn't ever have to worry about no longer being the center of Tails' world (or a major figure in it at least), there is some palpable internalized homophobia within that hedgehog with an added complexity. For Archie Sonic in particular, I think even if he realized that he wanted to even be with Tails forever in a strictly non brothers fashion, he would feel mixed feelings about that (perhaps that coming out about it would ruin things or make things weird, or that getting together with Tails at any point would deprive him of "normalcy", or that he'd pressured Tails into it, or even just weird or a bit creepy).

As for Tails, I actually think that most iterations of him have figured their feelings out by this point. In all honesty, there's only so long you can go on fixating on someone and admiring them, and structuring your life around them before you realize your "I want to be with them" isn't just about simply admiring them. It's just that Tails' main obstacle to me is the avoidance of ruining anything.

On one hand, there's Sonic's avoidance to being tied down. We've seen time and time again Sonic rejecting people who pursue him openly or looking uncomfortable with them. Archie Sonic in particular made it clear that this version of Sonic couldn't stand the idea of not being able to freely be himself or adventure. He couldn't stand the idea of having to tie himself down and taking on extra responsibilities and expectations simply because he's with someone. I can see Tails being afraid that by confessing, he could scare Sonic away. If he happened to confess and Sonic thought Tails meant to stifle him or Sonic felt uncomfortable by that open expression, wouldn't that risk their relationship? Even if Sonic wouldn't go so far as to drop him as a best friend (which he never would do that for the record), there's still real fear in making things weird or different between himself and Sonic.

And that feeds right into the other hand. On the other hand, Sonic probably doesn't see him that way, right? Though Sonic is special to him and Sonic also cares for him back, at best Sonic has never thought about it and never will, or he just wouldn't feel the same (in Tails' eyes). With Archie Tails in particular, even if Tails gets over his own interlized homophobia about it and recognizes his feelings for what they are, he probably feels that there's no way to be anything different than a brother to Sonic, and thus confessing would be a terrible move. If Tails confesses and Sonic doesn't feel the same, it also runs the risk of making things weird between them or (in Tails' eyes) ruining it.

All this to say that my general opinion is that as long as things stay exactly the way they are forever, even if they start spending even more time together, I find it hard to believe either of the two will opt into confessing on purpose

But, with that being said, a confession is not an impossibility. I don't think either of the two are immune to being put in a position where they finally confess (and no, with the state of things for them, simply saying "I love you" will not count as a confession). And if we barred situations where like. They're literally about to die or one can do anything they like without the other (or themselves) remembering the outcome, I actually can give you an answer

And honestly, if one of them had to confess eventually, I believe it would probably end up being Sonic.

Why? Well, out of the two, Tails actually sits back and thinks about his emotions more often than not. I think even before he figured out the exact nature of his feelings he knew he felt very strongly for Sonic. But, no matter which media you're touching upon, I feel as if Tails fits into that archetype of "person who has been in love with their best friend since literally forever, but knows their best friend will never feel the same". The longer Tails ruminates on these feelings, the stronger he feels them, the more he watches Sonic (especially as someone who cares about plenty of people other than him), the more time he spends with Sonic, the less incentivized he feels to actually confess. Especially if Sonic would never feel the same, the best Tails can hope for is that things stay the same between them and Sonic never replaces his role.

Or in short, Tails is so in his head about it at this point, it's very hard to convince him that confessing is ever a good idea or necessary.

But while Tails is more obviously attached to Sonic, Sonic is much less obviously attached to Tails and other people as a whole. With him being "free as the wind" and the kind of figure he is, he kind of benefits from having the persona of a guy who doesn't need his friends but (nevertheless) can be assisted by them. He probably seems cool for being so strong and independent while equally caring that people live. But this doesn't mean Sonic doesn't have attachments (far from it). Rather, for Sonic, his attachments to others seem to naturally grow. And the more time he spends with them, the more he grows used to their presence. And especially with someone like Tails, who has been around as his companion the longest, he doesn't sit around long enough to consider that Tails would ever leave his side. Once he grows used to that person, he doesn't have to recognize his attachment or even think about the nature of his own feelings because it is and always has been whatever it is. So, in other words, even if he becomes more and more reliant on the fact that Tails will always be around or that Tails will always assist him, he doesn't have to admit more than "This is what our best friendship is. This is what it's like"

All of this is to say that while my idea of present Tails would be trying to do anything in his power to stay with Sonic (as long as Sonic is willing of course), even if that means never confessing the exact nature of his feelings for the hedgehog, Sonic isn't already thinking about these things. This means that while Tails has very few pathways to confession, Sonic has plenty!...if you scare him well enough.

For example, Idw Sonic has been more clearly spending more time with Tails (even baseline just. Crashing at his place more often) after the metal virus arc. Couple this with post neo metal incident 2 electric boogaloo idw Sonic who just wants to have a break and live peacefully for a minute, this is a Sonic who has become scared enough to want to indulge in spending more time with Tails. I also think that post Sonic Prime Sonic is also a version of him who would start to spend more time with Tails than before after having already lost him and having to deal with the Tails shaped hole in his life once.

So, if you got a Sonic to the point where he'd fully accepted his feelings and he felt like confessing them would be necessary to secure the future he wants, then he'd confess. Honestly, the easiest way I'd see this going about would be a story where Tails is framed as leaving him to go do something or be somewhere else, away for Sonic, possibly indefinitely, or if Sonic actually has to spend enough time without Tails after initially telling himself his own feelings wouldn't matter so long as Tails is happy wherever he is. But, if it came down to confessing being something that might actually bring Sonic to his desired future (especially if Tails rejecting him is no different from prolonging the separation they already have if he says nothing), then I think he could work up the courage to do it.

And in the end...I think it has to be Sonic. Although I on occasion enjoy fantasizing about moments where Tails can't take it anymore and confesses, only for Sonic to realize his own feelings in the process, I think that Sonic would have to be the one who confesses his feelings/wishes for the future for Tails to even believe that his pipe dreams are a possibility. I think it's Sonic who would need to pull Tails out of his head, because the probability that Tails works up the courage to confess is more unlikely.

So...yeah. In my head, Sonic is driven to a point where he confesses and pulls Tails out of his head about it.

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

I was rewatching The Stone Forest and I really like to think that Hilda had to pass by the Bell Keeper’s outpost on her way out of the city limits. I like to think that idiot looked at what was happening, shrugged, and said ‘eh, she’s the scariest thing out there’