#assigned gender until he gained a personality and was like 'idk i feel like a man i guess? idk'

[tvmblrsillyman]

So I think I made my blorbo even more transgender

[coolspacequips]

I think it's so reductive to say Shuro only liked falin while disliking laios bc he wanted to "fuck her", kind of a bad faith read and needlessly crass like...

It's a good point that ppl react to autistic traits differently depending on how attractive they perceive a person, but I think what happened w shuro and laios is a larger conversation about how boy autism manifests and is treated vs girl autism, a conversation I've seen gaining traction re: the fact that ppl filter their Perception of autism thru a male white filter, and that girls have a drastically lower rate of being clocked early if at all, and that ppl struggle to even conceive of say a brown girl w autism (this of course being in the simplest language without getting into a more complex look at genders and other social dynamics and how that intersects w neurodivergence)

Also along those lines, I think it's a larger conversation on how men socialize vs women, stereotypically. Of course men feel deeper feelings than they are often given credit for, for patriarchal bullshit reasons. It's common for ppl to express that "men don't need/want to talk about their feelings", which they do and benefit from of course, but that doesn't remove the fact that they often are socialized not to, and don't always get the support they need to talk about them well. It's a common thing and used to be a common media trope that bad tension might simmer between two guys, then they get into a physical fight and the air is cleared and they are friends again, hell it happens it shonen all the time, and in text that's a version of what happened with Shuro and laios. They didn't know how to discuss it, things came to an emotional head in a charged moment, they threw hands for a bit, then that release cleared Shuro's head enough to reconsider his perceptions and the two have a much more level conversation.

This of course all without touching on how I and a lot of others read Shuro to be autistic as well, and how lots of fans are determined to read him in as bad as faith as possible and can once again only clock white boy autism, where laios gets a pass for any boundary pushing that he does, but Shuro is evil for not being able to express or understand some of his feelings until they come out at crit mass, or struggling social conventions

This also discredits his feelings for falin so much where I get everyone wants to hate him for being het or whatever, but I get the impression that he saw the things that were strange about falin and liked her because of those things, that she was someone who was kind to him without the same over the top energy that overstimulates him when it comes to laios, and having shown no romantic interest in anyone in the past, fell in love. He isn't creeping on her and trying to see her body and grope her for comedy beats or anything, we see him looking at her with eyes full of love as she plays w a bug she found on the ground, and we know she saved him from a nightmare in the past, which we saw involves waking someone from a dream about their greatest trauma and helping them cope with it. This stance that he's just trying to fuck her undermines these things, misinterprets what is overall a pretty chaste romance, and cheapens the fact that falin is THAT LOVABLE. He loved her because she's lovable, and despite having a horrible childhood where she was assigned no worth, the reality is that a group of people love her so deeply as to risk everything, which is something you often kind of wish for when you were an ostracized nd person like she was

IDK this whole post is a rambling unedited mess I just saw some post about this that pissed me off LMAO IDK why this fandom is so determined to deny shuro any personhood, I try to just brush this discourse off but it's hard when the topics of discourse can remind u how rampant fandom racism is constantly 😔

[greeniegreengreen]

No because this hit me randomly while trying to complete my assignments and I wanna get out as much as I can before it disappears into the "I really should've written that down void"

Jason Todd x Reader

Duke Thomas x Reader

TO THE PEOPLE WHO DID PUT IN ASKS, THEY'LL BE DONE AND POSTED AS SOON AS I SUBMIT(hopefully tomorrow, Sunday, midday latest) Y'all put in some good shit for me to write and I actually wanna get it out proper instead of just drabbling it out in a rush - unless that's what you want

ANYWAYS BACK TO MY THOTS - well more like the one’s reader gone be looking into >:]

SUGGESTIVE = +18, MDNI

Word Count: IDK,,,just words enough to try and clear this out my system

Didn't have a set gender in mind so it can be Female/Male/Gender Neutral,,however you choose to perceive it.

For as long as you can remember, you have always been able to read people’s thoughts and feelings. Heck if you focused with little effort on a person you’d be able to see into their minds and get an exact picture of what was in there.

That little what you called a cheat is what helped you become one of the best Interior Designers in Gotham. You were able to get exactly what a client wanted and they absolutely loved you for that, not knowing any better of course.

Of course with such rising popularity the Wayne Family had to have to redesign a few spaces for them, be it at the Manor, Tower or any holiday homes that they felt needed a change.

With your budding romance towards a specific family member comes very specific thoughts and crafted images every time you seem to be alone together.

JASON

Why would you be seeing the kitchen? As you kept focused on what seemed to be a memory from when Bruce had hired you to work on the kitchen with Alfred taking the lead on the project as it was his space more than anyone else's. It seemed he remembered the exact outfit you had on that day too. A simple beige tee tucked in baggy pale blue jeans and grey converses to finish the look. Put together but not too stuffy. You stood right by the island with a pencil between your teeth and a large sheet of paper laid out in front of you. You had been looing at the most recent layout of the kitchen to give you an idea of how to play around with how everything was set. Alfred from the looks of things wanted it to be more effective but gain a more polished look.

Jason's obsession with literature was no secret to anybody who lived in the Manor so it was no surprise when he had called you in to take a look at the ever aging library. After seeing how you had set the kitchen per Alfred's request he was eager to have you work on it.

You had come in on day one wearing your beige blouse jumpsuit to discuss and get a general idea of what he wanted to get done. The mention of trying to fit more books in didn't sound as impossible as he had hoped. It was just a matter of using the pre-exisiting infrastructure to your advantage while adding new bits and bobs to reach the idea he had in mind.

On day two you had brought in your iPad and pencil to scribble some potential sketches that you were sure Jason would love from what you looked into the day before. With him now browsing at the layout options, you were sat across from him on a what had to be a Baltimora Bespoke Rococo sofa in a pale yellow eyeing his every move. He was very good looking, the white streak in his black hair brought out the evergreen in his eyes that shone a dark blue when the light hit them right. Build quite big and towering compared to you, it was a little daunting yet alluring when he looked down on you with a slight tilt of his head however sitting down even though he did still surpass you in height you would be able to maintain eye contact without feeling a type of way. He seemed to be taking his time with his choice so a little peak into his mind wouldn't be a bother.

The kitchen?

With your mind somewhere else you had not noticed him coming into the kitchen until he had made his way behind you to get to the fridge, leaving out a barely audible excuse me.

His failed attempt at pardoning himself had caused you to turn right as he tried to get past you. A trip in your feet at both shock of someone else being in the kitchen and bumping into them almost caused you to fall.

Jason had caught you right by your waist, grip tight and pulling you close to try and keep you both steady. You hands crunching up into the front of his shirt as this was the first thing you had grabbed. He at that moment was trying to calm his breathe as he was sure with how close your hands were to his chest that you could feel his increasing heartbeat. He'd seen you before on magazines and interviews, a few times around the Manor too but this was the first time he was able to meet you in person. Much less this up close. You were quite attractive and that didn't make this situation any better. You had looked up in that moment and by the widening of your eyes it seemed as if you had just understood who exactly you bumped into.

What felt like minutes on the day, moved by within seconds of you two removing each other from the other from the looks of the memory. Your hands sliding down his chest swiftly while his had taken a rather unhurried path to your waist before letting go completely.

You remember that day very well. You were too flustered by everything that you never ever tried to look into what he thought of the entire thing before apologising and resuming what you were planning on doing.

As much as you remember the memory stopped there, but his didn't?

He put in something.

Instead of his hands fully leaving your hips he had used his grip to pull you closer to his heating body. A small gasp escaping your lips at the surprise of the action.

He walked you backwards towards the island making sure you didn't hit the edge harshly. Before bringing up his right hand to place right by your throat keeping his eyes on yours. The gap closing between the two of you before lips met right in the middle. A kiss one that was filled with curiosity and excitement dragged on in his mind.

His hands coming to lift you so that you were sat on the counter, the perfect height for him to lean his hips into your open legs properly.

He let out a small grunt of the word, "Fuck."

You let out a small whimper before pulling away from the memory completely. Wanting to focus on the current moment.

"Everything alright?" Jason asked in a worried tone at the sudden sound.

"Dandy." You gave a small smile trying to brush off what you just saw.

DUKE

You and Duke got along. A little too well one would say. After meeting at a gala Bruce had hired you to furnish which lead to an invitation to the event, you had gotten closer each day.

Duke enjoyed the conversations he had with you about anything and nothing whereas you enjoyed the change of pace of things. It all felt nice and mundane outside of being able to read people's minds and being a vigilante.

Your most favourite things to do was watch cringe level rom-coms. What was better than being able to sit in front of the in-house theater with all your favourite snacks and foods, a blanket and pillows that created a plush nest of sorts for you too. Every Tuesday night, as random as the day seemed it worked perfectly. Dick was on night shift, Tim barely left the office on weekends much less weekdays and nights, Damian was always quick to disappear to the Batcave (Duke would just say he was in "bed") Bruce would end up holed in his study with lord knows what, Jason hadn't been home in 4 months after deciding he needed his own space and going back to his apartment and Alfred always excused himself early on Tuesday as it was never really busy around then.

Tuesday nights were always just perfect for you two. A nice time to just feel second-hand embarrassment together from what the characters did on screen.

However today was not the same as any other day. A new movie was released on Netflix the Sunday before so naturally you and Duke had decided to set it to the following Tuesday's movie night. Neither of you had bothered to look at the trailer believing in the skimmed over reviews and it being labelled a rom-com. What more did you expect but something to crunch your face over.

You had come in with your summer pjs as the weather was warming up and made your way to the theater, ready to help Duke set things up. He had already laid out his half of things while you proceeded to give him a quick greeting and putting everything you brought with yourself down.

Once all was set and the lights were turned off, you began the movie.

Nothing seemed out of place, it followed a typical girl who needed to move back to her hometown for reasons that always had to do with a job. As she gets back she reconnects with old friends, crushes and flings.

You and Duke share laughs at the obvious plot and proceed to make bets on who the end-goal love interest would be in this one. Would it be the guy she had a crush on in first grade? Or her male best friend that had the biggest crush on her her entirety of high school but never confessed? Or would it be the bad boy she had lost her virginity to on Prom Night as an impromptu thing as she didn't want to leave high school a virgin.

As fun as placing the bets was with the promise of pizza as the prize, nothing could have prepared you two for what you were about to witness.

Right on screen as the female lead and one of the potential love interests shared a kiss, it seemed to get heated?

A lot more heated than a standard rom-com would allow actually. And were they taking off their clothes?

What was the rating on this again?

It had to be +18NL with how things were playing out. Quite explicit too.

Removing your eyes from the screen to glance at Duke, you notice how he doesn't seem to budge. Eyes glued and focused as he gulps down the saliva building up on his tongue.

Curious to what his thoughts were on the unexpected sex scene that they were experiencing for the first time together, you were taken aback.

From what you could make out you were right under Duke, both of you bare chested like the characters on the screen, both of you breathing out heavily like the characters on the screen, both of you closing the gap like the characters on the screen. It's when the point of view changes to Duke's perspective of things that you realise he's projecting you both on what you're both watching.

Duke inches down your body maintaining eye contact as he gets to your covered bottom. Eyes flicking down to the material before looking back up at you as if begging to remove them. You give him a nod and he eagerly give a quick kiss through them before yanking them off hurriedly so. Duke gulps again both on in his projection and in person before going all in tasting every inch of you.

Your eyes move to watch the screen and not him and as it was all playing out in his head there the two characters were getting it on exactly as he projected it.

Grabbing for the remote, you pause it.

"I think we need a break from that, no?" You suggest feeling flustered thanking every being out there that allowed you to be in such a dark room at this moment.

Duke was a very good looking guy, his personality made him a solid catch too. But it was another thing to tell the guy you've been chilling with casually as friends that you felt heated from his thoughts and would be more than willing to play it out right there in the theater.

Duke gulped for a third time before nodding and agreeing.

Maybe on another time would you initiate something, just in the privacy of your home lounge this time.

[boydsfm]

❛ ✶ ( ALEX WOLFF , CIS MALE , HE/HIM )  —  did you see LUCAS BOYD walking around campus earlier ? i hear a lot of people talking about the NINETEEN year old SOPHOMORE . from what i know , they are studying COMPUTER SCIENCE and are a part of PHI KAPPA DELTA . they come across as + KIND-HEARTED but also - TIMID , which makes since because on their instagram ( LUCAS.V.BOYD ) it says they are a VIRGO . when i see them , i think of A DESK COVERED IN EMPTY COFFEE MUGS, DANDELIONS GROWING THROUGH THE SIDEWALK, THE UGLIEST GODDAMN SWEATERS YOU’VE EVER SEEN. the most interesting thing i’ve heard about them though , is the fact that REDACTED  , but don’t tell anyone i told you that . ooc info . ally . 22 . est . she/her .

hello hello hellooooooooooooooo. i’m ally, i’m from canada, and i’m addicted to tik tok i’m so excited to be here!! this has been an opportunity to bring back an old and beloved muse of mine, one lucas victor boyd ! if you like this, i’ll hyu on discord, or you can hmu at known simp harry hook#3923. 

statistics.

full name. lucas victor boyd  nickname(s). just lucas. not luke or lou, just lucas.  occupation. undergraduate student, beaumont campus tech support  age. nineteen. date of birth. september 2nd, 2001.  nationality. american. ethnicity. ashkenazi jewish, scottish. orientation. gay. gender & pronouns. cis male; he/him/his.

height. 6′0”. weight. 145 lbs. eye color. hazel. hair color + style. dark brown; usually messy and curly. he gets it cut short at the beginning of the semester and then by the end its a mop. really doesn’t style it.   dominant hand. right-handed. distinguishing features. distinctive nose, lanky figure, messy curls, undereye bags, that cute li’l mole. 

background. (tw alcoholism, death of a parent) 

SO. lucas was born in portland, maine, to a pretty lower middle class family. his father left when he was two years old, and he was largely raised by his mother, florence weber. 

florence was a hardworking and loving mother, but she was also quite depressed her entire life. she was a recovered alcoholic when she met judas, lucas’s father, but once he left, she slowly slid back into her old habits. 

by the time lucas was eight, he was having to start to pick up some household responsibilities. cooking, cleaning, packing his own lunch. waking his mom up in time for her shifts at target. 

by the time he was in middle school, he’d learned how to forge her signature on cheques, he’d applied for unemployment for her after she got fired, and he was taking any odd job to make money. 

school was his favorite distraction; he was always a brilliant kid, and if it weren’t for the fact he was already a terribly shy and awkward kid, he could have skipped a couple grades. he threw himself into schoolwork to avoid everything; his mother’s worsening condition, his crippling loneliness, his fear that he might be as gay as every one of his bullies insisted. 

this was, also, around when he picked up his most lucrative but troublesome odd job; hacking into the school board network to get test answers. he could get fifty dollars per person per test, and he was able to buy groceries besides beans and rice, was able to buy new clothes for himself and his mom. he felt awful about it every day, but... he still did it.

(death tw) at sixteen, when he found his mom motionless and cold on the floor of their apartment, he buried himself in his work, too. he couldn’t help but feel guilty, though; it was his work, his taking care of everything that had allowed his mom to keep her addiction up for this long.

so, yeah. there’s a very good reason why he doesn’t go back to portland anymore. he spent last summer in cambridge. well, that and his Secret. 

since the beginning of his freshman year, lucas has had something of a glow-up. he signed up for the school’s counselling services before he even got to campus, and he’s been making great strides. 

additionally, he pledged phi kappa delta, which... he never saw himself pledging a frat, ever in his life. but all the guys there were so... cool. and so supportive and nice and... and they’re like the brothers lucas never had. having that little family has helped him gain that much more confidence in himself. 

personality. 

if there was an onion headline for lucas’s life it would be Nervous Wreck Slowly Becomes a Functional Human Being.

very virgo, very type a. but also a pisces moon cancer rising. so he needs everything to be in alphabetical order or he’ll cry.

ever since he’s started college, he’s transitioned from being As Plain As Possible to being more outwardly soft as he’s gained confidence in himself. he wears the dorky sweaters and neat socks he likes, he has a small collection of plants on his desk, he knits scarves for his friends. big hufflepuff energy. again, this comfort largely comes from the acceptance he’s found at phi kappa delta.

slowly getting over his Big Anxiety. slowly learning how to talk to people. still awkward at parties. still has panic attacks every day during exam season. but he adores his therapist and takes his zoloft every day and he’s… he’s doing alright.

there are things he is sure of. his intelligence, his diligence, his ability to get shit done. he’s recently mastered asking fellow customers to please be kind to servicepeople.

still he’s that guy who doesn’t want to tell the waiter they got his order wrong.

he’s literally highkey fucking brilliant. he’s literally at the top of his class in one of the most difficult programs at one of the most difficult universities in the country. 

a chronic people pleaser up until the point that it breaks his moral code. like if you want him to help you cheat or help you toy with someone he will put his foot down. he’ll do it very softly, but he won’t budge.

(though he is known to do mathematics and computer science homework for his friends when they’re overtired. he’s always the one to offer in that case, though.)

the rare gay who is extremely capable in math. legit he gets so excited about math it’s actually really cute.

theres a part of him that still believes in magic, to some capacity. he still wishes on shooting stars and pennies on the ground and dandelions. 

his greatest strength and fatal flaw is that he sees the best in people. even if he knows you tried to hurt him, he will give chance after chance.

(but he works in tech support rn So. he’s slowly losing his belief in humanity.) 

in conclusion, here are some tik toks that describe lucas 

him in kindergarten

he can’t write i’m so sorry

 just.... the Vibes 

wanted connections. 

skinny love. lucas is extremely shy, especially in romantic situations. he cannot flirt to save his goddamned life. he also probably thinks this person is out of his league. (honestly i want a romantic plot for him so bad gimME) 

close friends. GIVE HIM FRIENDS FOR THE LOVE OF FUCKING GOD he’s such a good friend he just wants to love people.

lawyer for real life. based off this john mulaney bit. someone who reminds lucas that someone is mistreating him.

lab partner. idk man i just like that easy camaraderie. or maybe they make lucas do all the work in which case he will eventually snap.

tutoree. someone that lucas basically helps out of the good of his heart.

bad influence. someone get this boy TURNT

manipulator. lucas does have a bit of a backbone, but he is incredibly naive and very easily manipulated. basically he will do your stats assignments for you if you say he’s your friend.

academic rival. lucas is not typically an antagonistic person, but having someone be so obviously smarter than him grinds his gears a little bit. his mood when talking to this person is :))))))))))

literally anything pls i’m desperate and he’s baby

[pearlsparable-archive]

HI GUYS, guess what, it's me, it's Silas. So, no one asked for this meta. But the other day, I saw this gifset and it reminded me of some things that I've been wanting to make clear about my version of Jack Sparrow and the things that I take into consideration when I play him. So, without further ado: Hi, this is me, I'm Silas and let's talk about: Jack Sparrow, Cutler Beckett, and the moments that not only define Jack Sparrow as a character, but the moments that almost directly lead to the happenings of the main movie trilogy. And those moments are: Beckett asking Jack to transport slaves. Jack letting those slaves go. And why. Now, if you haven't seen this deleted scene between Jack and Beckett from At World's End, it's definitely worth watching. It gives some much needed meat between them, and makes some hard hitting references to the history between them. But the bit that i'm going to hone in on today is this:

Beckett's face was cold with anger. Sparrow was impossible. "I had contracted you to deliver cargo on my behalf," he said, trying to keep the anger out of his voice. "You chose to liberate it." "People aren't cargo, mate," Jack said.

The above quote is from the At World's End novelization. And that really did happen between them. But before we get into that, let's get to to some backstory--

Because of circumstances, Jack winds up working as First Mate under the East India Trading Company, and he's actually pretty happy working as an honest sailor. But soon enough, the captain of the ship that he's working on dies and, as First Mate, Jack steps up blows some kisses to Esmeralda and acts as captain until they can make their way back to EITC headquarters, whereupon he explains what happens to Beckett. Now, Cutler Beckett isn't the head of the ETIC just yet, and he's not a Lord yet either. But he has ambitions to be. And when he's introduced to Jack, Beckett finds him intelligent and charming and observant and well read. Beckett has some actual daydreams about ruling over the EITC with Jack there, by his side. And so, it's Cutler Beckett who offers Jack the title as Captain, more as a ploy to get Jack into his good graces more than anything else. Maybe you already knew that bit. After all, a lot of things have been quoted from Price of Freedom over the years, and I'm sure I've referenced it before. But what you probably don't know is this: Initially? Jack turns down Beckett's offer. Yes, you read that correctly. Jack Sparrow, Mr. Opportune Moment, actually turns down the very first chance he's given to become Captain Jack Sparrow. I'm stunned, you're stunned, Cutler Beckett is stunned. What reason would Jack have to turn this down? This, his lifelong ambition since he was a teenager. Because the ship that Beckett offers Jack with the promotion is a ship called the Marlin. With some refitting, Beckett says, the Marlin will have a cargo area big enough to transport nearly three hundred slaves. And That is the reason that Jack turns him down. Jack looks Beckett in the face and he says no, and he means no, and he fully expects to walk out of that meeting without the title of Captain. But as I mentioned before, Beckett is desperate to have Jack by his side. And so Beckett offers him a different ship. He offers Jack the Wicked Wench. This ship is not a slave ship, it's not designed to hold slaves, and it's Beckett's personal ship. Beckett wanted Jack so badly, he gives up his own personal ship to have Jack in his good graces. And so, under the circumstances that Jack will never transport slaves, and with this ship that is not designed for it, Jack agrees to the promotion. It is, of course, an agreement that Beckett ends up breaking. There's this island, you see, that Beckett wants to find for the sole purpose of enslaving all of the island inhabitants. It's to this island that Beckett orders Jack to find, and to report it's location back to him. Jack does find this island. But when he comes back, he lies to Beckett, he tells Beckett he couldn't find it. Beckett knows Jack is lying, but he has no way at all to prove it. And so, in retribution, he makes Jack do the one thing he doesn't want to do -- transport slaves. Jack doesn't go down willingly. He fights to make excuses. He tries to find ways to wiggle out of it. But Becket cuts him off at every turn and refuses to budge. It gets to the point where Jack tries to resign from the EITC. But Beckett tells him that if he does, Jack will owe the company the same amount of money that the cargo would have been worth, plus the money from the cargo of rum that Jack ""lost"" to some pirates in a previous sail. This amount of money is exorbitant, and it's money that Jack does not have. But Beckett plays at being understanding and sympathetic. He says, that if Jack does this one little thing that he sword he would never ever do, he would let Jack buy the Wench from him. For one shilling. For reference, one shilling is about 10 US dollars today. Like, idk about you all, but if i was offered the love of my life in the form of a ship for ten dollars, I'd buy the fuck out of it. But the payment for the Wench isn't in the shilling that Jack willing hand over. Not really. The payment for that ship is the amount of lives lost as he transports slaves across the ocean. It's not an easy decision for Jack to make. He has to go over and stand in the corner of Beckett's office, staring at the wall with his hands clenched into fists while he thinks everything over. But he makes up his mind. And, "his voice low, and rough with repressed emotion", he agrees to Beckett's terms. That's not to say Jack's happy with the terms. He spends the next few days with a bottle of rum attached to his hand at all times and in such a foul mood that not even his First Mate wants to deal with him. When Jack tells his crew what their next assignment is, half of them quit and he has to find new crew. But eventually they get underway. And Jack tries to make his way down, to inspect the cargo that had been loaded onto his ship, but he hears the muttering and the groaning and the crying from the slaves and he can't bring himself to do it. Jack, who is normally a very active captain, hides himself away in his cabin until he's needed on deck. The very atmosphere of the Wench is different, and it's a bad different. Everything is so somber and desolate. Jack even vomits over the side of the railing when the wind shifts and he can smell all the slaves belowdeck. And then Jack finds that the Wench doesn't even sail like she used to. The Wench herself feels lifeless, like an object instead of ship with spirit. Jack doesn't even last a week before he makes up his mind to set everyone free. And he sets them all free on the island that Beckett can't find. It doesn't take long, of course, for Beckett to find out. And when he does, he hunts Jack down. And he brands Jack a pirate and sets the Wench on fire. Jack breaks free, makes his deal with Jones, who raises the Wench back up. Jack then renames the Wicked Wench, The Black Pearl. But, now that's out in the open, the only question we have to ask is: why? Why is Jack so against the idea of slavery? Of course, pirates were infinitely more against the idea than anyone else -- they didn't give a shit who you were or what color your skin is or what gender you are as long as you pulled your weight. But, you'd think there would have to be something, right, something that would make Jack have such a visceral reaction to the very idea of slavery. Something that, when asked why, his reaction is: "Jack Sparrow shrugged, and his eyes grew distant, as if he were experiencing some vivid memory. His mouth tightened." And, shockingly, there is. From the Jack Sparrow Adventures book, Sins of the Father, I give you, bolding mine:

"And when Captain Lucille Graven attempted to sell Jack into servitude at the age of twelve, The-Man-Who-Might-Be-Dad was there again, ready to save Jack's hide."

Yeah. You read that right. Jack Sparrow, at twelve years old, was almost sold into slavery. If Teague hadn't happened to be there at the right moment, he would have been. Granted, Jack's heritage is mixed, but that is still absolutely and 100% a thing that happened to him. And so that is why, when Beckett and Jack meet again nearly 20 years later, Jack still stands firm, and he still says, "People aren't cargo." And it's not because Jack was so forward thinking for his time, and it's not because he was raised among pirates that he subconsciously gained their way of thinking and stuck with it. It's because that was that could have been him. That almost was him. And it's clearly not something he's about to forget any time soon. And there's your lesson on Jack Sparrow for today.

[averagemartian]

85 Questions

I was tagged by @icyblueroses​ so blame that nerd Ay @anotherim5blog​ @just-in-my-wonderland and @jacobaco if you wanna do this then go for it

THE LAST

1. DRINK: Water

2. PHONE CALL: My cousin wishing me happy birthday

3. TEXT MESSAGE: Link to the Drive file for an assignment due in four hours

4. SONG YOU LISTENED TO: BTS’ Blood Sweat and Tears (Kinda fitting for this ‘I regret procrastinating’ vibe I’m feeling rn)

5. TIME YOU CRIED: A few hours ago skyping with a friend but it was lowkey so I don’t think she noticed, good tears tho

6. DATED SOMEONE TWICE: What’s dating?

7. KISSED SOMEONE AND REGRETTED IT: Half of the boys I kissed lol

8. BEEN CHEATED ON: My mom watched the final four episodes of Avatar: The Last Airbender without me so… no other betrayal will be more painful than that.

9. LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL: Lose some here, gain some there. Life goes on.

10. BEEN DEPRESSED: lol

11. GOTTEN DRUNK AND THROWN UP: Nah I strongly dislike alcohol

 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS

12. Blue like #001526

13. Red like #330000

14. Purple like #460033

 IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

15. MADE NEW FRIENDS: Yeah

16. FALLEN OUT OF LOVE: lol

17. LAUGHED UNTIL YOU CRIED: Hahah yeah

18. FOUND OUT SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU: Sure

19. MET SOMEONE WHO CHANGED YOU: This new version of myself is real nice

20. FOUND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE: Bruh I barely know myself

21. KISSED SOMEONE ON YOUR FACEBOOK LIST: What the fuck is that?

 GENERAL

22. HOW MANY OF YOUR FACEBOOK FRIENDS DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE: Idk bro

23. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS: My doggo Anakin

24. DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME: Nah but I do like being called Mars

25. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY: Watched two movies I didn’t like while everyone fell asleep, and waited for the subway to open (stayed over at a friend’s house after a party ended at 3am but I was too alert to sleep)

26. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP: dunno, didn’t have class yesterday

27. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT: writing and skyping

28. NAME SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR: *shrug*

29. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM: Tuesday night cause she’s at work now

31. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW: Nothing, but I have 등골브레이커 by BTS in my head

32. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO A PERSON NAMED TOM: Yeah but my memories of him are sketchy (local cryptid)

33. SOMETHING THAT IS GETTING ON YOUR NERVES: all.

34. MOST VISITED WEBSITE: Tumblr probably

35. HAIR COLOUR: Dark brown with a pink streak

36. LONG OR SHORT HAIR: Short and I don’t ever want it long again

37. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE: nah I’m a cold bitch

38. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: I haven’t killed myself yet so I’m pretty proud of that. Dedication, I guess?

39. PIERCINGS: Fuck no (do you see how often that shit gets ripped out in movies? Plus sleeping with the ear ones on sucks)

40. BLOOD TYPE: A-

41. NICKNAME: Mars, Marcelinha, Pipoca (old one, my mom doesn’t call me that anymore)

42. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single and read to focus on my career and be That Cool Aunt

43. ZODIAC: Leo

44. PRONOUNS: She/Her/They/them/Whatever tbh what is gender

45. FAVOURITE TV SHOW: I’m dead inside and nothing is enjoyable anymore. Waitin on Westworld tho.

46. TATTOOS: I want to get Wan and Rava and some cool bending around them in my left forearm. Money tho.

47. RIGHT OR LEFT HANDED: Mixed but I favor my right hand cause shit is usually designed for it.

48. SURGERY: Wisdom teeth and one on my belly button I was too young to remember

 50. SPORT: Martial arts

51. VACATION: Yes, please

52. PAIR OF TRAINERS: Comfort is all I ask

 MORE GENERAL

53. EATING: Why do I have a body

54. DRINKING: Why do I have a body

55. I’M ABOUT TO: Go the fuck to sleep

56. WAITING FOR: My motivation to return from war

57. WANT: To get shit done and enjoy myself while doing it

58. GET MARRIED: Eh…

 WHICH IS BETTER:

60. HUGS OR KISSES: Hugs for sure

61. LIPS OR EYES: Eyes

62. SHORTER OR TALLER: Whatever

63. OLDER OR YOUNGER: Depends on the context

64. NICE ARMS OR NICE STOMACH: Back muscles tho

65. HOOK UP OR RELATIONSHIP: Eh…

66. TROUBLEMAKER OR HESITANT: Fun in moderation

 HAVE YOU EVER:

67. KISSED A STRANGER: Kinda. Long story.

68. DRANK HARD LIQUOR: Fuck alcohol

69. LOST GLASSES/CONTACT LENSES: A contact fell once but I found it so I don’t think it counts

70. TURNED SOMEONE DOWN: Yeah

71. SEX ON THE FIRST DATE: Nah

72. BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART: Ugh yeah

73. HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN: I guess?

74. BEEN ARRESTED: Nah

75. CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: So… my father told me my grandma died and I was like ‘lol who cares’ but then my mom was like ‘wait what if it was the good one’ and I started crying, but it wasn’t her cause she comments on my facebook stuff so lol who cares

76. FALLEN FOR A FRIEND: Yeah why not

 DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

77. YOURSELF: She’s competent sometimes

78. MIRACLES: Sure

79. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: Nah you gotta build it bro

80. SANTA CLAUS: Only if it’s the Rise of The Guardians one, he’s cool

81. KISS ON THE FIRST DATE: Eh why not

82. ANGELS: Yeah but make them scary you cowards

 OTHER:

84. EYE COLOUR: Greenish

85. FAVOURITE MOVIE: Sky High fight me on this