#and just like. on a VERY petty note

[the-owl-tree]

SPOILERS FOR ASC OBVIOUSLY... but what do you think of Ivypool being the new deputy of ThunderClan? Was hoping they'd go for Twigbranch so we don't have anyone related to Firestar become leader in the event something happens to Squilf, but at least we have a female leader and deputy duo again, and at least it wasn't Lionblaze xdd

Ivypool is my beloved mutual's blorbo so i'm clapping politely lol

Tbh idk....like i don't know guys. It's all about if Squirrelflight comes back, there's a conversation about how Bramblestar will "take on the burden of leadership" again if something comes up. While I think her being an option for a super edition means they have something planned for her, I'm still sort of narrowing my eyes suspiciously at the idea that she's definitely gonna be deputy. But that's me being suspicious (and paranoid of the idea of them killing off Squirrelflight for shock value).

But as for her as actual deputy....ah idk her writing has always been a source of contention for me. I want so badly for the series to lean into the fact that she is controlling and petty and can be downright cruel if it means getting what she wants. I think she would be an excellent source of drama, I just don't have high hopes that they'll see these traits as bad things or at least use them in interesting ways. I'm serious, if I have to read another arc of Ivypool getting mad her sister has a life outside of her I'm gonna LOSE IT-

Twigbranch would have been fun actually, I wouldn't mind a cat that isn't from TPB-OOTS. It would be nice for the series to play around with their new cast more.

[lwiann]

Play teeth by 5sos

[dykedvonte]

Benny would be thrilled by Nick Valentine. Like I know the concept of synths and replacing people would initially shock him but I don’t think for long.

He’s not a technology guy by any means but he certainly appreciates it and understands what it can do. He’d be pro-synth and synths at people for purely pragmatic reason at first but seeing some noir detective would have him thinking of all the ways he could improve on his plan if he had that tech for Yes-Man.

If Yes-Man could pass as human he’d have no reason to hide him and could even have him buddy up with the rest of the Chairmen! Even if he’s found out and House wants him and especially synth Yes-Man out their is a loyalty to them that is only made stronger that Yes-Man looks like them now. It’s also such a complex thing for Yes-Man too now to struggle with “humanity” in a new context and his teacher tragic being Benny Fucking Gecko.

[majoringinsarcasm]

Bitch to your friends! It saves you having to make long public rants AND you can be as mean as you want and they will nod and go “yeah same”

[viscericorde]

in the uncomfortable situation of having drawn a lot of art of characters that belong to a person that i want nothing to do with anymore. it's frustrating bc a lot of these pieces are also stuff that i'm proud of, skill-wise, but they are essentially tainted now. they will always remind me of who i drew it all for. but i also hate the idea of essentially throwing paintings into a digital fire.

[the-best-bagel]

Ooku is so close to having something cool to say about gender but the second i think they might do it they curve me and have the unwell crossdressing lady's happy ending be becoming traditionally feminine and submissive to her husband who became assertive and traditionally masculine.

[illym]

i just got like 20 ghost notifications on here so if that's you lmk because otherwise i'll have to port my mains blocklist over here and i don't want to deal with that

[svampira]

i hate morpho books im gonna be honnête i feel like any illustrated anatomy book is a waste of time

[variousxcruelties]

mark of the assassin is absolutely ridiculous on both mechanics and writing fronts, but it is feeding my fenhawke heart.

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Not quite what you described in the post but I couldn't make it work that way, and actually I misread it at first so the plush being on Roxy's head is a mental image I have now anyways and that's fun too.

YEEEEESSSSS AMAZING

This is now what she does when she wants to carry around a lil comfort guy but her paws are full. They get to sit on her head.

Which is funnily enough, where the mini Music Men Poppet and Glow like to alternate being. Bsjdndk they just jump up to her head to get comfy in her fluffy hair but! Someone's already there! How DARE someone else take their spot! Oh it's just a plushie? IRRELEVANT! Tippy? SUMMON THE HORDE WE ARE GOING TO WAR!!!!

[playingonedchess]

characters: lets live together

people on tumblr: this of course means theyre canonically having sex, no what are you talking about i dont do headcanons my blog is all stuff based on canon

[elldritch-horror]

Spicy-brained friends, I would like to propose an update to the very useful ‘if you hate everyone, eat, if everyone hates you, sleep, and if you hate yourself, shower’ mantra to live by

Have you suddenly become a petty, hateful little gremlin who thinks people should face the firing squad for (checks notes) leaving teabags on the counter, breathing loudly, or daring to exist in the same space as you? Perhaps mundane and reasonable requests like ‘hey, we agreed to hang out now, let’s hang out’ make you want to scream and move to a yurt in the woods.

You. Are. Overstimulated.

People talk a lot about being overstimulated, and the physical/mental effects of it. What I haven’t seen is people talking about what it does emotionally, and it took me an embarassingly long time to link up those nitpicky, resentful emotions with the state of overstimulation/meltdown/shutdown.

These feelings do not mean that you’re a bad person! They probably aren’t how you actually feel about the people around you. They probably do mean that your nervous system is at its absolute limit and any request/demand/stimulus is Too Much and taking you into fight or flight territory.

Go lie down in a dark room for an hour, or find somewhere safe and familiar to stim for a bit. If it’s happening a lot, schedule yourself regular low-stimulation shutdown time

Signed: someone who moved in with their nearest and dearest only to have a massive crisis of faith about Suddenly Hating All of Them. I don’t hate them, it’s just overstimulating living with people. If I can spare anyone else a similar 9 months of suspecting that they may actually be a bit of a shit person, then this post is worth it!

[master-gatherer]

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[chuluoyi]

✎ rivals... in love?

- gojo satoru x reader

gojo is in shambles—so suguru might have a crush on you too?

genre: high school!gojo being a menace but pls spare him he just can't take losing, you see... crack, totally jealous!gojo, justice for geto, enemies to lovers, fluff

note: people have been asking for this so this is up next! i'm writing this while listening to bigbang's bang bang bang and fantastic baby so if gojo is a bit unhinged... you know why

a part of gojo's love entries

general masterlist

No way. There is just no way.

Satoru felt his eyes itch and twitch uncomfortably. Despite the opaque black tint of his sunglasses, he could still distinctly see you happily giggling.

“Geto-san, that’s so funny!”

With Suguru. His ride or die. Your massive crush.

Your crisp laughter rang in his ears, scorching his ego and igniting it in flames—that was precisely the reaction he had hoped to receive from you too!

"Aren't they just cute?" Yaga was suddenly beside him with a wistful smile, looking at you and his other student a few feet away. "What do the television say again... a perfect match? In this case, a perfect match made in jujutsu school, then."

And responding to your bubbly self, creating the very picture of perfect match made in jujutsu school indeed, Suguru was every bit as enthusiastic. “Nah, wait until you see this—”

"Perfect match my ass," Satoru grumbled outwardly, rolling his eyes, but he immediately dashed away before his teacher could bonk him in the head for cussing.

It was harmless conversation, or jokes, or whatever. Because Suguru couldn't possibly reciprocate your feelings. His type is women of gravure magazines—Satoru had deemed it as such.

…Right?

At this point, he wasn't in enough denial to say that he didn't like you, because he had made it so clear that he was, in fact, obsessed. He wasn’t shying away from the things he did, which included annoying you constantly, asking you out after school, helping you in missions, and sending you few pick up lines here and there.

And he thought he was certain he could whisk you off your feet. After all, who else could measure up to him and win?

Heh, no one.

(or basically that's just him ignoring the intrusive little voice in his mind that whispered, “Suguru!”)

“So what's with the nice act, huh?” Satoru blew his bangs in a huff as he questioned his best friend with a twinge of dissatisfaction. “Do you like her or something?”

Suguru quirked his eyebrow at him. “What?”

“Don’t play dumb. I have noticed how you two have been joined at the hip lately,” and with deliberate intention to spite his best friend, he made the sourest face as he mockingly recited, “Wait till you see this~”

Instantly realizing what he meant, Suguru burst into a loud snicker. “Come on, Satoru, really? Surely you aren't that petty. We were just chatting—”

“Not that. I know. What I'm asking now is that do you like her or not?”

It wasn't a rare sight to see Satoru with a pout and a frown, and usually he'd humor him. But this time, even Suguru could see that there was something different in the way he asked this. And should he say something that irked him then—

“Heh, so what if I am?”

That's the wrong answer.

Satoru halted abruptly, whipping his head around in sheer shock. "What the heck?"

“She’s a nice junior, kind, easy on the eyes,” Suguru shrugged, flashing him a dauntless smile. “Only a fool would let the chance pass up. Satoru, if you keep dawdling, one of these days, I just might—”

“Wha—hey!? That’s totally foul—!”

“Nah, they do say all is fair in love and war now, isn’t it?”

By a mind-boggling twist of events, apparently his best friend was also a guy after his dream girl. Satoru was irked, challenged, and he would never admit it, but a tiny part of him recoiled because Suguru clearly had an early start and a boost—you favored him first.

This was unexpected, and now he was conjuring up various scenarios of what he should do. He must act fast or else...

Little did he know that Suguru was thoroughly relishing his restlessness.

Everyone around you said that your relationship with Gojo Satoru... is intriguing to say the least. And especially ever since that one botched mission you two went, you also felt there was a shift in your dynamics.

And if by intriguing they mean him constantly blocking your way and invading your space, then yes, it definitely is.

"Okay, okay, but wait, just hear me out!"

You halted your steps and faced him with an annoyed frown. You really had no time for this. You were about to be sent on a mission. "Gojo, really, can't you just—"

"Okay, I know he's dashing, or whatever," he huffed, the last word he said with a hint of disdain. "But hear me out, and I'm sure you'll reconsider."

"Who are you talki—"

"Who else!? Suguru, of course!"

You couldn't possibly arch your eyebrow even higher, and before you could say anything, he somehow took it as his cue to keep going.

“First, he eats curses. Cursed spirits! He eats them like rice balls! Can you imagine just how foul the taste is?”

"Gojo, I don't have the time—"

"Then! Going from that, just imagine kissing him," he stressed, eyeing you intensely as your own eyes felt like popping out by the sheer suggestion. "What if you taste the cursed spirits rice ball?"

"You're unbeliev—"

"Wait! Can you even kiss him? What if his cursed spirits suddenly pop out of him? Are you willing to kiss his little friends—"

"He's your best friend!" you finally interjected, obviously and utterly in shock by his unhinged rambling. "How could you say all of that?"

"No, you're getting me wrong." Satoru's clicked his tongue. "I'm just listing facts why it's better for you not to end up with him."

You barked a dry laugh. "And? Better with you, you mean? That's awfully biased."

"Why yes of course! Self-promo is never bad," he blatantly retorted. "Let me just tell you aallll you need to know about me!"

He audibly cracked his knuckles and puffed out his chest. "You know already, I'm strong. I can protect you well. My cursed technique doesn't involve eating curses, so you don't have to worry about tasting the said curses on my lips."

How could he blurt all of this with that perpetually playful expression? A chuckle escaped you unwittingly and that only spurred him to go on.

"And I'm handsome!" he boldly claimed, pointing at his face with pride. "And obviously I don't need to say this, but I'm filthy rich—"

At that, you burst into hearty laughter, unable to hold it in any longer.

Satoru's eyes sparkled, lit as if someone had just made his day. "All in all, you know what I mean. Everything with me, all of it is going to be fantastic!"

Even you couldn't deny that all of this exchange had been so amusing. Hilariously so. "You're down bad, huh?" you tried to taunt, although it seemed like a burst of snicker. Yet, you were caught off-guard when he said:

"For you?" his little smirk made your insides suddenly all jumbled up. "Yes."

Huh? What is this? Your bravado faltered a bit as your heart did a somersault inside.

It wasn't supposed to thump this hard. You weren't supposed to feel this overwhelming urge to squeal too. And your face wasn't supposed to grow this hot...

Seeing that, Satoru celebrated his little win, a wicked smile on his glistening lips—that somehow looked rather attractive to you now. "How? Thinking twice now, are we?"

But he couldn't believe that after all this, you would still cunningly retort with, "Ha! You wish, Gojo Satoru."

His stunned face was so comical that you chuckled once again. You wanted to rebuff him more, but before you could, Haibara's voice called you from a distance. "Heeey! Let's go! Or we're gonna be late!"

"I suppose that's my cue," you lightly shrugged, and before you left him in a dust, you could've sworn you saw a flicker of brewing tantrum behind those glasses, which brought a smirk on your face. "See ya, try harder, and I might look at your way."

Satoru was at his wit's end as he saw you sauntering away. What more that he could do so that you could be his? To keep your eyes on him and him only?

And yet, little did he know, in that beginning of summer in 2006, even before you realized it yourself, you had already did.

Epilogue

In another corner of the school, eagerly spying on you were...

"Wait! Can you even kiss him? What if his cursed spirits suddenly pop out of him? Are you willing to kiss his little friends—"

"Did he just..." Suguru gaped, utterly in disbelief at what his own best friend said of him. "Did he just say that?"

Shoko let out a satisfied guffaw. "Oh, he definitely did."

"I can't believe he's tarnishing my name over a girl."

"Well, you know very well he could do way worse than that just to get what he wants," she threw him a thin smile, while exhaling a puff of smoke. "And hey, you lose. You gotta pay me."

Suguru turned to her in surprise. "Huh? Oh—oh, darn it. Shoko, can't you be less stingy?"

"Well, whose bright idea was it to pull that stunt on him and bet on whether Gojo would approach her in less than a day?"

-> continue to extended cut !

[yanmuffins]

... on a more light-hearted note, imagine a phineas and ferb scenario except neglected! reader is the gifted child that is overlooked by platonic! batfamily, building all sorts of insane contraptions mysteriously disappear for unknown reasons and damian is the only one in the family seeing this shit happen, slowly losing his mind trying to bust his sibling to bruce or his siblings (etc.) only to find that giant robot/waterpark/space rollecoaster is no longer there. once again he looks like a resentful brother trying to incriminate his only blood sibling, whom he seems to have a vendetta against.

i mean, can you blame them? you're just sorta there. just doing your own thing, going to school, hanging out with friends, keeping to yourself. it's embarrassing to admit, but they often forget you live at the manor. you're one of the teenagers to exist. so when damian comes running to dick, saying "look! look! i finally busted them. the cameras caught-" only for the magically corrupted footage to show him 3 minutes of you hanging out under a tree, cut, hanging out under a tree again, let's say dick is... confused.

or when he removed jason from a mission, guiding him at full speed back to the manor, where you were home alone and working on a weather-changing machine because you wanted to have winter snow during summer, except they arrive to find you eating cereal on the kitchen counter. no machine to be seen.

eventually they just dismiss it as damian being petty and acting his age for once. it's the whole being bruce wayne's only blood child and heir to the wayne legacy that you kinda got in the middle of by existing and stuff, they're sure. i mean, you? doing all that? the very idea is so absurd it doesn't even trigger their suspicions. you're the civilian among civilians, every time they look your way you're doing homework or watching funny orange cat compilation videos on youtube.

whether damian's failures to expose you are absurdly coincidental or you just know how to avoid the batfamily's watchful eye is up for debate. well, it's for the best, either way. there’s a 104 days of summer vacation and you're basking in being left alone by the family, and bruce would be livid if he found out about the things you've been doing behind his back, so...

just... hope they don't find out, okay?

[ed-nygma]

Bringing this back because the comic absolutely validates my interpretation over the idea that Edward is meant to represent some victim of online extremist radicalization lol

Unsurprisingly, he was never radicalized by the internet. He never even thought much about politics until he stumbled upon very real evidence of corruption at his job. He, like I believed, was the one who radicalized others. He quite literally laid out clues to lead people to him. Except he wasn't running on wild conspiracies or made-up culture wars, everything he documented was factual. The corruption within Gotham far transcends simple political affiliations, it is everywhere, and he hand more than enough evidence.

And like I said, Edward never cared about any of his followers beyond the power that they provided him. He only ever cared about the one person he considered an equal to him, Batman. He says it himself, that he trusts nobody but him. That they will be safe in the ark, which is why he let GCPD arrest him, and why he led Batman to Arkham, so only they would be safe.

Edward's idea to flood the city and drown everyone was entirely self-serving. There was no political bias there. He loathed the city which failed him and caused him sickness, so he chose to destroy it. And most importantly; attention. All eyes were on him. Like he declares in the comic, he will be remembered. He doesn't want to be a ghost anymore. Again, the corruption only enraged him because it had personally affected him, it chained him down. But in a scenario where Edward is compensated for what he found? In a scenario where the city's corrupt and wealthy feared him and decided to let him into their game? He would have never fought it.

That little paragraph I wrote about Edward looking up to Batman because of how others feared him? Because of the power he held? All confirmed. Edward never put any focus on the side of Batman that exists to help others. Which is why he couldn't understand why Batman didn't agree with the whole flooding the city plan. He just wanted the power to be seen and heard, and to draw people closer.

It's not a moral fight, it is entirely personal to him.

I think some people have been watching The Batman (2022) and missing the point of the Riddler as a villain. Now, what follows is my own interpretation of the character, and this being a subjective matter means there's no real answer. Just keep in mind this is a vague reply to a post I read recently, and that I'm not replying directly to it because I think it would be pointless to argue about something like this over the internet. (Plus, I acknowledge it's not that deep, but I wanted to talk about my own analysis of Edward)

The Riddler wasn't just lashing out, and he sure as hell wasn't fighting corruption. He wanted attention. That has always been, and will always be, the main driving force for him as a BATMAN villain. He uses a carefully constructed facade of righteousness and victimhood to draw people in. He has a cult personality, and he knows how to weaponize it. His goal was never justice, he never fell down a pipeline of radicalization due to the internet, HE used the internet as a tool to get OTHERS. And YES, you can draw parallels to problems happening in the real world right now, but I don't think drawing said parallels are enough to turn something into a 1:1 allegory.

Edward doesn't care about anyone but himself and those he perceives as equals (Batman, and I believe the same might apply to the Joker later in the Reevesverse). That's the reason he was fine allowing all of his followers to die for him while he stayed at Arkham. He never saw them as equals, and he never believed in a cause. He believed in himself, and he wanted vengeance for himself and himself alone. He had a vendetta against Gotham for what it did to him, not others, and, as such, he targeted the city.

However, unlike the Joker, the Riddler prefers positive attention. He likes to be praised and he likes to feel admired- he wants to be venerated and worshipped by people who genuinely believe he's a genius. This is why Edward hides behind morality and complex schemes, while the Joker engages in much more senseless plots. He knows he can attract more people by validating their own misery and, again, you can draw parallels to how people recruit disenfranchised men for extremist groups, but he never wanted to help a community, it doesn't matter what kind of sugary words he uses to charm his followers, he sent them on a suicide mission while he was safe at the asylum because he wanted the WHOLE CITY gone. That was his "cause." In fact, he idolized Batman not because of his morals and the way he was "helping" the city but rather because he liked the way people feared, respected (in some regards), and flaunted him. He thought he was cool, and he wanted to receive the same attention Batman was getting due to being neglected in the past, never feeling acknowledged. He drew inspiration from Batman because of this.

He's a cult leader- one who isn't devoted to any cause but himself. He wanted to destroy the city because he believed he had the right to do so due to his own personal misfortune, but he never wanted to fight corruption. If he was given the chance to become part of the elite Bruce Wayne is a part of, he would have happily taken it and never once looked back at the people who were once in a situation like his.