#be nice to her she’s just been born yall

[katamarv1]

Family tree since our system had an update (our Gabriel and V1 fictive fucking reproduced again.)

[lux-astrorum]

goddamn I miss Detroiters

[heyitslapis]

what fucking makes me want o rip my hair out when it comes to the security guy at work is that i'll even try to COMMUNICATE WITH HIM!!!!! (i know for people like us communication can be difficult & we often need specific clear wording and even then we have layers to peel back) When i cant tell if he's being sarcastic, i'll ask him genuinely, because as ive told him multiple times before the way he says things it literally cannot be interpreted as a joke (even neurotypicals at work have agreed with me in front of him) and always seems like he's being serious. i tell him this all the time and he acts like its fucking funny that im genuinely mad about the fact that he wont communicate back with me. Verbatim i have told him on multiple occasions "i genuinely cant tell when youre being sarcastic or making a joke because your tone is so flat and your face is so serious and deadpan and usually people will laugh or crack a smile a few seconds after the joke but you just stand there not expressing anything, even after i ask if its a joke because i genuinely cant tell"

YET HE CONTINUES TO FUCKING DO IT and then has the fucking GALL to laugh at me or call me gullible or naive when IM LITERALLY TRYING TO COMMUNICATE!!! bitch how tf am i supposed to know whats a joke and whats real when you act like im asking a fucking statue every time you say a lie or joke

[angelfrombeneth]

SECRET - A . DONALDSON

Sexual Content Ahead

Art Donaldson x Fem!ChubbyReader

Summary: Where you and Art are 'secretly' hooking up without your friends knowing.

Warnings: SMUT (18+), Born with barely any plot, Art is slightly pathetic in this, Reader loves a cheeky ass grab.

Note: This one is a quick one I rushed, because I'm writing a nice long Art fic for yall. So please enjoy this for now.

If you told yourself 3 years ago that you'd be sat on some bleachers watching tennis you wouldn't believe it.

You were never interested in tennis, you knew about it obviously but it was never your thing.

You came to Stanford as an international student due to the fat scholarship you recieved so you packed your bags from London to California.

That is where you met Tashi Duncan, your best friend. She introduced herself to you one day in the library after hearing you tap away to the music playing in your headphones. It was a close call, she saved you from another warning from the librarian.

Tashi and you were inseparable. Learning about eachother more you discovered she played tennis and was quite well known but you had no clue. She found this a breath of fresh air as everyone knew of her some how. She put it down to the fact your from a different country additionally to your lack of interest of the sport.

Tashi coaxed you to come watch her warm ups and games - which you did being a great friend. But you sported to opening your sketchbook and sketching out the scene infront of you additionally. Might aswell do a research project on human posing and what better sport that tennis.

After your first semester you noticed Tashi always hanging out with this tall lanky man. He seemed nice but, you'd never seen him around. She told you he was her 'thing' which made you both laugh over lunch one time. She had mentioned he will be around alot more and he has a friend and that's when you met Art Donaldson, and well. The rest is history.

It had been a good year since you met Patrick and Art and you four were now a little quad. Despite the three of them being raging tennis players and you just sat on the side line they didn't mind.

You did try to take up a sport but it just wasn't for you, after Tashi found you face down in a bush after a 100m sprint.

You were watching Art play against someone from another University - you weren't listening to their name though.

Tashi and Patrick sat beside you, gasping and groaning, cheering and whooping at what was going on in the game but you only knew so much.

In the year you've known Art, you two had a great bond and tend to.. dip into eachothers bonds from time to time. You had no clue if Tashi or Patrick knew about your occasional flings with Art, you both never aired it nor got caught it just happened sometimes.

But as of late, you can't take your eyes off him. The way his shorts ride up his muscly thighs as he jumps from one end of the court to the other. The way his hair bounces but also sticks to his forehead due to his sweat. You were slightly obsessed.

You wouldn't say you had feelings for him, it never got deep enough for that. But you craved him. You craved every single inch of him and how he'd just melt into your hand.

"COME ON!!" You jump slightly as you were ripped out of your daydream as Tashi flew up beside you screaming as you looked at Art celebrating on the court.

You smiled, standing up and clapping as you grabbed everyone's coats and bags as Tashi and Patrick dashed off to see Art.

Climbing down the stairs was tricky balancing everything but as soon as you saw Tashi and Patrick bust through the door of the court as they piled onto Art you smiled. Walking towards them as you put down the stuff.

Art turned to you smiling, walking up to you and pulling you in for a hug. It wasn't unusual just took you off guard.

"We should celebrate! Let's go out for dinner" Tashi smiled.

"I love a good dinner" You smiled as they all chuckled at you.

You got changed for the dinner into a little black dress, you can never go wrong with it. Tashi texted you earlier her and Patrick will be late - which you assumed they were fucking in his car yet again. Dinners cancelled you assumed.

You walked over to Arts dorm, knocking on the door as it swung open to reveal a slightly disheaved Art as he stared at you. Shirtless and in the tightest pair of shorts ever.

"Did you forget we are going to dinner-"

"No- I was just.. working out" He spoke slightly.

You looked him up and down, a knowing smirk on your face.

"You can't hide it from me" You laughed. Art's face contorted as he looked at you confused as you swiped your hand over the very obvious bulge in his boxers before walking past him into his room.

He doubled over, groaning as he shut the door as you laughed, sitting on his desk chair.

"I thought Tashi was taking you to the restaurant?" He dove onto his bed, laying on his stomach as he scrunched a pillow up at leaned against it looking at you. God he looked so pathetic. Ass up and everything.

"Seems she got preoccupied with Patrick, I got this" You pulled up the text and turned it around to show Art.

"We definitely won't make it to the restaurant now" He laughed.

You stood up, dropping your bag on the chair as you walked over to Art, sitting by his head as he looked up at you.

"What do you wanna do then?" You caressed his cheek, smiling down at him.

"I have a few ideas.." His head turned to kiss your palm as his lips made its way up your arm till he was on his knees infront of you.

You stared at him blankly, sucking in your bottom lip as you took in the situation. You both paused for a brief moment staring at eachother.

You leaned in, kissing him roughly as your hands dropped to his back, pulling him closer as his hands slid up the back of your dress as he squeezed your ass. One thing about Art he loved your ass.

The pair of you tumbling with one another as you yanked down his boxers slightly as the back, grabbing a chunk of his ass with his hand as you sucked onto his tongue. A soft moan leaving his lips as you yanked down his boxers completely rolling over as you caged him below you.

"Mm- want you- s'bad" You pulled at his lip as you sucked on it, grinding down against his bare cock as you reached to pull your dress off in one swift motion.

"Fuck- good girl-" He groaned as he unclasped your bra throwing it off as he pulled your neck and pulled you back into another kiss. It was passionate but needy. The way his tongue slipped in and out of your mouth had you yearning for more. You reached down to wriggle out of your panties as you kicked them off to the side before you held the base of his dick. Running it between your slit as you gasped, pulling away from the kiss.

You bit your lip, sighing as you bucked your hips against his tip. Your hands sliding up over your breasts as you peered down at him. "You piss me off how fucking hot you are. Why are you so fucking hot" You groaned, grinding down harder against him as he harshly gasped.

"Shut up" He whined lightly as he grabbed your hip, lifting you up so he could grab his cock and curve it up towards your entrance as he dropped you down against his abdomen as his cock slipped up inside of you. "Fuck-" You both yelped in unison.

You peered down at him, chuckling softly as you let out soft moans as you rocked back and forth against him. "Oh fuck-" You grit your teeth as your hand slid down his chest as you rocked back and forth. Your thighs slightly twitching as your eyes threatened to roll back.

"Such a good girl f'me aren't you" He smirked, sliding a hand up overs your stomach. This was something Art tended to do. You knew you were chubbier that other girls you'd seen him with before but he was definitely into it. His smile grew as he slid them further up to grip your breast as he squeezed and toyed with it.

You smirked down at him, leaning forward slightly, pecking his lips as your ass rebounded against his abdomen as you dropped down on him continously as you rode him.

"Good.." You spoke with breathy moans as light whines escaped Art's lips as he stared into your eyes. It was pathetic. He was pathetic. The way his eyes watched you.

His hands dropped from your breasts, gripping onto the plush of your thighs as he whined slightly, spreading his legs below you.

You could feel his hips thrusting up into your for more, as you bit your lip moaning lightly. "Yessss~ fuck. Art- s-so good" You yelped as his hands gripped your waist before flipping you onto your back. The movement shocked you but the second he got his balance he began to piston into you.

You reached back, grabbing the headboard of the bed as you yelped. Whines and moans pouring from your mouth as Art demolished you. His hips slamming into you. His balls slapping into your ass as the bed creaked below the pair of you. One of his hands, gripping at a chunk of your thigh as his thumb caressed against the skin. The other, reaching for one of yours as your fingers interlocked with one another.

You reached forward grabbing his ass harshly with your free hand, as you squeezed it, looking up at him, biting your lip.

His mouth ghosting over yours as he let out soft whines and groans - just like he does in tennis. Fuck do you love the sounds he makes when he's playing fucking tennis...

"Yes- Fuck Art please.. Harder" you groaned, your hand removing from his as they both flew to his back, your nails scratched down it as he pounded harder into you.

His groans got louder and needier, as his hands returned to your chunk sides, his fingers dug harder into your hip. His thrusts became sloppier, you knew he was close.

Art threw your legs over his shoulders as he slammed back into you. A guttural moan yelping from your throat as you shrieked, his pace quickening as you whined. Your nails digging into his shoulder as your back arched down against him as your eyes rolled back as you drew closer to your climax.

He knew you were close abd so was he. He continue to pump into you as fast as he could till you both came undone. Both cumming together, his head hung low as he watched a mixture of your releases create a ring at the bottom of his cock as he thrusted a few more times, dragging the pair of you through the high.

"Fuck-" He groaned as he pulled out, biting his lip as he leaned back on his legs as he stared down at you panting.

You looked at the disheaved boy infront of you, you couldn't help but let out a breathy chuckle as he panted.

"S'good as always" You smiled, sitting up as you pecked his lips.

Art leaned forward, kissing you deeper as his hand snaked around your neck, pulling you closer as he kissed you. You hummed softly, your tongue swiping over his lips as the kiss grew more heated.

Before the pair of you could even consider a second round a loud string of knocks banged against the door.

The two of you pulled away and froze. Your hand pressed against his chest, your other frozen as you stroked his cock. His hands cupping your face as the pair of you just stared at each other.

After a while no knocks were heard so you were going to continue till another string of loud knocks.

"Fuck" You hissed as the pair of you both stood up, grabbing your clothes as you tried to quickly dress.

Your dress nowhere to be seen amongst the large pile of clothes. "Art where the fuck is my dress-" You whispered shouted.

"Shhh!-" He quipped. You grabbed his dress shirt he was wearing off the floor and threw it on over your underwear. He was scrambling around the room looking for his shirt when he looked at you wearing it.

He quickly pulled on his trousers and opened his wardrobe for a tshirt as he stumbled to the door. You stood behind him.

You don't know what you both expected or who you expected to be behind the door. But the colour drained from both of your faces as the door revealed your two friends.

"I texted you Y/N that we were outside 10 minutes ago but I can see you were occupied" Tashi raises her eyebrow, a sickly smirk across her face.

You gulped as you stared at her, smiling awkwardly.

"Tash- did you figure out where Y/N was-" Patrick's voice could be heard down the hall as he gained closer to the door. Stopping behind Tashi as he stared at you and Art. "Fucking knew it" He laughed.

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[sssilverstoned]

spinback season ꩜ ln4

type: instagram/twitter au

It's your birthday, Lando would never miss it.

lily said: final part of this! i've got some drafts going on full length fics so i am excited to finish those up soon. thank you all for the warm welcome :)

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f1gossipcentral submission from a fan today in dubai:

y/n and lando in the club in dubai tonight!!!!! based on her post at a meal with a guy i thought she was with someone new, but it was 1000000% lando. they're still so in love, everything seemed so back to normal!!!! her best friend, sister, and other friends were in the section with them, it was so lovely to see!

user1 WHAT THE HELL?

user2 Oh I just know I missed a damn chapter

user3 YNLANDO TRUTHERS RISEEEEEE

user5 broke up just to be right back together...they just like us

user6: get back with your ex when the opportunity presents itself? yeah those my twins fr

user7 ok but in all seriousness, i hope everything's alright with them now

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yourbestfriend My heart outside my body is 25! So much to celebrate, so let's do it forever. To so many more y/n/n!

yourmom Pretty girls!!! Keep having all of the fun

yourusername Where would I be without you :')

yoursister not hungover, more stable financially, with much more closet space yourbestfriend fair enough across the board

user1 She's such a good friend to her

user2 lando in the likes...don't start

user3 they're childhood friends, no? she played matchmaker for them user4 this gives me hope user5 commoners talking amongst themselves booooring

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yourusername Quarter of a century on this planet and a lot of joy to show for it! Grateful for the people who make me, me. Here's to getting a bit older, wiser, and lotssssss of martinis

emmachamberlain happy birthday y/n! see you soon!

user1 LANDO.JPG?

matildadjerf Mwah! The prettiest bday girl

user2 This is crazy how are they all this pretty

user3 minding your business, being a girl's girl, and loving your man user4 her man is the photo cred on this photo so you might be right

user5 "the people who make me, me" babygirl you don't even gotta name names just let us know when he takes your last name

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landonorris The day you were born is my favorite holiday. I love everything about you, from the way you scrunch your nose when you eat something sour, to the way you wake up extra early on saturday's to get your favorite flowers from the farmer's market. You've been there for all my best memories, my hardest times, and through it all, I'm most thankful to be loved by you, y/n. 25 looks perfect on you.

user1 so mom and dad made up? lets mf go

user2 jaw on the floor knees on the pavement eyes bugged out my head at this you two are insane especially you

yourusername Thank you for dancing with me even when I step on your nice shoes

carlossainz55 be honest he cannot dance alex_albon at all

user3: I prayed on this btw yall are welcome

user4: Okay spin back! lemme text my ex real quick

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[goofy-clan]

Oh heck trend time

Decided to try my hand at making a Suncat and gaurd run on clangen based on @jumalanpelko and had these creatures! Lore time!

Tw’s READ EM

TW: threatening self harm, harm to cats, animal harm, general cult stuff, and trauma. PLEASE do not read if this bothers you.

Suncat (nicknamed Solar flare here) was absolutely a horrible choice. They were egotistical and maniacal, making demands and sacrifices Willy nilly. Their gaurd (Plaksa) was assigned to them when Solar was born, and she was doing a good job until Solar got the idea that instead of a host for a god, he’s taking the god HOSTAGE.

If anyone said no, said something against his wishes? Well then he’d walk along the roof of the cult, shame if he fell or worse, died. Constantly endangering himself with the promise to others that if he died, the god would leak from his corpse and into the soil where they’d never get it back.

Course some didn’t believe this, but the Suncat dying BEFORE suneve would be a problem obviously. So Solar was very tyrannical and chaotic.

Plaksa of course tried so hard to defend them from others but came around to confront them, to say this wasn’t the way, they needed to stop and just calm down ‘dude you’re supposed to listen to the cult not the other way around’ etc. She did eventually drag him into the cult home and keep him away from any dangers as she yelled at em. Too bad she forgets cats have claws.

Instead of listening to her, Solar made her listen that he was serious as hell at continuing controlling everyone, including her. By slashing his own neck. Of course he didn’t die, Plaska made sure of that by alerting others. But after that, plaksa had to make sure Solar wasn’t harmed by anything. Even himself. And if that meant bending to his will…so be it. She became more meek and reserved. And stayed in her head most of the time. That’s totally..healthy.

After months of torment, sacrifices, and other weird stuff, suneve arrives. Solar has been hiding his symptoms, and happily boasts that he won’t die, and in fact SHE loves him so much, that he’s staying. Forever.

When they return to his quarters high above the cult on the rafters of the building, Plaksa has snapped. Months and months of this chaos and torment, and she doesn’t know Solar is ACTUALLY dying. For all she knows, he’ll continue this forever. So in a fit of chaotic thinking, she pushes Solar off the rafters to the ground below, screaming she’s sorry over and over.

Solar dies…and a new Suncat is chosen. The cycle continues.

Note- Yes gaurd did murder Suncat in my clangen by pulling a mufasa. That’s why we be nice to people yall

[grabattheseballsss]

Random fic wanted to post

Synopsis: gojo’s been hopelessly in love with you the day he met you, but you’re hopelessly in love with the blond that barely every paid attention to you

Pairing: Gojo x reader (unrequited) Nanami x reader (unrequited)

Warnings: angst???? I think??? Unrequited love, these butches are HOPELESS, reader is like, naturally touchy and gentle? Girl id be in love too if someone was this nice to me, Shoko and Geto are tired of yall, super mild and lackluster fic, but I wanted to post it anyways

A/N: never wrote angst before :P I wanna start doing some now hehe, feedback’s always welcome!

“And this, is Nanami Kento! He may be emo but we still love him�� gojo chuckled as he introduced you to his friend group, you smiled sheepishly and waved to everyone, but your eyes couldn’t trail off of the blond who only gave you a polite nod and went back to his book.

You were the new girl, a foreigner, a shy pretty girl who was too scared to make any friends, that is until a white haired boy came up to you on lunchtime at the cafeteria, you only smiled awkwardly as you made your way to the only empty table available, all the way back, you were about to eat your food before you heard someone call your name

“Heyyy~ new girl! What’s up! I’m Gojo Satoru, but I’m sure you already know that” he chuckled as he hyped himself up jokingly, you laughed a little and introduced yourself to him

“What’re you doing all by yourself ? Come with me, come I’ll introduce you to my friends! You’ll love them, not as much as me though, promise ?” He winked at you and put the lid of your lunchbox back on and went to grab your hand before you stopped in place “please please, just gimme a minute, I got soup in my lunch box you didn’t close it properly” you grumbled and close the container and put it neatly back in your bag.

Gojo didn’t think you’d want to hold his hand after that, which made him put his arms down by his sides, but to his surprise you held his hand gently and smiled gently at him “lead the way!” You didn’t think twice of that moment but that was when Saturo started developing feelings for you, you were too focused on your bag to notice the blush that settled on his face.

Time forward to now, it’s been almost three months since Gojo introduced you to him and his friends, it’s been three months since you met that blond who you’ve been writing in your journal about, three months of you and Shoko’s endless sleepovers, three months of Geto and Gojo’s bickering which is often induced by Shoko and defused by you.

You smiled slightly as you watched the two continue to throw petty insults at each other, Shoko only laughing and Nanami sat there with a slight smirk as he shook his head, his lips were so pretty, his skin so effortlessly clear, his hair’s so soft and neat despite his stupid haircut, his deep brown eyes that turn to look at you, the way he said your name, how smooth it sounded on his lips

“Are you okay?” Kento asked, staring at you with a raised brow, your eyes widen as a heat started spreading on your face, you straightened your posture and nodded “yeah, y-yeah I’m sorry, just lost in thought” you replied and looked away

Shoko started whispering in your ear when Nanami turned around “I know what those thoughts are, perv~” she chuckled as you smacked her shoulder to stop, the embarrassing encounter left Gojo silent, ignoring Geto’s remarks as he watched you blush the same way he does when you look at him with those half lidded eyes as you take care of his wounds, or when you buy him a treat because you remembered he liked it, all of these sweet moments.

If only he knew what he lacked, he was born into wealth, he was extraordinary, the strongest, a damn model in his free time, he could give you the world and more, if you’d just turn your gaze to his pretty face instead.

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“Happy birthday, dear sa-toooo-ruuuu” you all sang as you watched the white haired man blow out his candles, clapping as he took off the candles, number two and one put to the side as he started cutting the pink strawberry vanilla cake.

Everyone got handed a plate with a piece of cake, you and Shoko sat on the small couch, chatting and eating “you know… he’s not going to know that you’ve been pining after him if you avoid him at all costs” Shoko mumbled as she stole a strawberry off of your plate, you hummed as you looked up to see Kento chatting up with a random girl that was invited to the party by Saturo.

You didn’t want to bum anyone up, that felt so selfish and rude of you, so you excused yourself, then went back to Shoko to give her the rest of your cake and walking back out.

You walked to Saturo who was sitting by Geto, they seemed to be chuckling about some random inside joke, you grabbed your gift bag and walked to them.

“Birthday boyyy~” you called out, your voice now sounded so much different than all those years ago, you sounded more mature and sure of yourself, saturo looked up at you with a huge smile, Geto only smiled and waved at you.

You stood in front of gojo and handed him a pink and blue bag with a letter taped to it “I’m sorry I didn’t have time to pick out a proper gift” you chuckled a little before grabbing a chair and sitting down.

“I didn’t think you’d even make it” Geto said as he grabbed his glass

“Well, if she couldn’t make it, I was going to drag her by the leg” saturo joked, but you all knew he wasn’t.

As saturo unpacked the gift inside the bag, he seemed like a kid on Christmas Day, you smiled softly as he held the box with sudden care, he looked up at you so fast his glasses slid down his nose, which made you and Geto chuckle “WHAT!” Saturo screamed, making everyone stare at you both, his long arms scooped you up and pulled you into a tight hug.

Getting a gift for someone like Gojo would seem absolutely impossible, he was rich and had anything he could ever ask for, but not the pictures he had lost couple of years ago, the one of you, him and baby megumi in your living room, dressed up as random characters, from megumi as shrek, you as Fiona and of course Gojo as donkey, the one of you and Gojo sitting on the ground as megumi has a sign on the couch that says “losers not allowed on”, and of course, satoru’s favourite, the one of you and megumi in the kitchen making cookies, megumi eating cookie dough as you were covered in flour and scolding him, unaware of the camera.

He lost the card that had those photos years ago, and you found it earlier this year and decided to keep it a surprise for him.

You hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek “seriously, happy birthday, turo… thank you, for being my friend” you smiled as you cupped his blushing cheek “now go taught gumi with them, I know you’re itching to do so” you giggled as you patted his shoulder and walked back to where Shoko was sitting.

You both missed the way Shoko and Geto looked at each other with a sad knowing look before turning back and continuing their separate conversations.

[bladekindeyewear]

HS^2 bloggin’ mainline 2024-08-14 continued #2

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We ain't STOPPIN WE AIN'T STOPPIN (well okay we are at the end of this post for a couple days)

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SO ANYWAY HERE THEY ARE IN THEIR MATCHING OUTFITS THEY'RE SO FUCKING CUTE AND THE SPIRAL ON CALLIE'S CHEEK ON HIS OUTFIT AND THE SPIRAL ON ROXY'S HAIR ON CALLIE'S OUTFIT THEY MATCH SO WELL AND THEY'RE A WONDERFUL COUPLE IT'S GREAT, WHAT ANDROGYNOUS SLASH GENDERFLUID SLASH TRANS ICONS YESSSSS

JADE: roxy, calliope, and is that kanaya? KANAYA: Calliope Roxy And Is That Jade

It's possibly been a bit since they've shared a proper Dream together without Feferi's earlier help having persuaded the Horrorterrors to set up a set of stable dream bubbles for them all to dream together in, but between Roxy's powers being able to knock people out and Calliope's powers of imaginary construction, a space like this in the Void for them to share asleep like this ends up being something they can do and it's sweet and wonderful. :D

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The image is nice and all but I'm mainly posting it for my own sanity as a confirmation that Calliope still has the Ring of Life on like we knew she would.

JADE: roxy ROXY: yo JADE: where... are we? ROXY: this is a special dream bubbie callie set up! JADE: i dont even remember falling asleep ROXY: yea i used callies special magic sleep dust on ya ROXY: sorry for conkin yall out also but callie said we had to do this tonight

Hm, something special about the here and now? Also I can buy that Calliope used special sleep dust, I think she's used that before to wake someone up FROM a dream (distantly recall?), but I still blame Roxy for being the vehicle this time due to her hero role.

KANAYA: I Thought The Dream Bubbles Had Been Destroyed CALLIOPE: i thoUght so too! CALLIOPE: the origin of these new bUbbles is Unclear, thoUgh it seems like they might actUally be emanating oUtwards from oUr destination, bUt i mUst admit i'm happy to see them back!

WHAT THE FUCK

OKAY THAT'S A BIG RED FLAG THAT THIS IS THE REBIRTH AND ORIGINAL CREATION OF THE HORRORTERRORS THANKS TO DIRK AND ROSE CREATING THE ORIGINAL SESSION THAT GAVE BIRTH TO ALL SUBSEQUENT BRANCHING UNIVERSES IN PARADOX SPACE. THE FRESHLY BORN HORRORTERRORS ARE CREATING BUBBLES AGAIN. ALL THAT'S LEFT IS FOR (god-tier?) KANAYA TO SEW UP THE BREACH IN PARADOX SPACE SO THAT THE BLACK HOLE IS LOCKED OUTSIDE OF IT FOR GOOD AND FREEDOM FROM CANON AND THE PLOT IS IN THE HANDS OF THE NEWLY STABILIZED TIMELINES OF FANDOM IN A NEW REALM OF PROMISE FREE FROM LORD ENGLISH'S INFLUENCE. Gosh I know it was all pretty obvious from the very start of Homestuck^2 but I'm still surprised to see confirmation SO QUICKLY LAID ON SO THICK

They're really doing this! They're making this hapen! The session to shape and begin all sessions!

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ROXY: ladies ;)

Smooth as always

Alright, what has Callie prepared for this dream and why is it not just for fun but also she's implying it's so important that it happens NOW???

Does this have to do with the activation of the Plot Point outside canon?!?

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Nothing?

KANAYA: Wow KANAYA: I Must Say That This Vast Expanse Of Nothingness Was Well Worth The Minute Inconvenience Of Being Majyyked To An Untimely Slumber KANAYA: Via A Substance That I Am Still Not Altogether Sure Isnt Actively Harmful To Biological Life CALLIOPE: a-hem. CALLIOPE: tUrn aroUnd!

I bet it's another stage

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WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

What a daring dream.

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JADE: whoa ROXY: intense right JADE: so what exactly are we looking at here :o CALLIOPE: oUr Cosmic Canonical Correspondent. CALLIOPE: yoU coUld call it a visUal representation of oUr... CALLIOPE: well, oUr everything! KANAYA: Forgive My Ignorance But I Recall Our Universe Looking More Um KANAYA: Amphibian KANAYA: This Looks Vaguely Closer To The Door We Took To Claim The Ultimate Reward KANAYA: Albeit More Fucked CALLIOPE: this is trUe! bUt this diorama exemplifies something far grander than any single Universe.

Is it a "diorama" of Paradox Space, of the Alpha Timeline... or of their story? Of Homestuck itself? Or of the Game that creates sessions?

ROXY: i think it wasnt all crazy like this last time KANAYA: The Last Time KANAYA: Youve Been Here Before ROXY: yea it was like a million years ago by now but i came out here once on my way out a dream looking for my boo thang CALLIOPE: u///u ROXY: and it was more or less just a regular lookin block house back then CALLIOPE: i believe its cUrrent appearance is dUe to the work of oUtside inflUence

So is this the story Dirk is building, alt!Callie is building, or Calliope herself is possibly-unknowingly building, or all of it put together? The way it represents how HS^2 and the Epilogues built atop the original Homestuck would be a good reason it only looked like a block house when Roxy rescued Calliope back in the original story.

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I LOVE ROXY, HIS DETERMINED GRIN IS SO FUCKING ADORABLE.

JADE: you're saying he did this? CALLIOPE: i'm not entirely sUre! CALLIOPE: bUt yes, that is my cUrrent working theory. U_U CALLIOPE: i broUght yoU here together so we can discUss what is to be done aboUt this KANAYA: Is There A Reason You Neglected To Add Karkat And Dave To This Socratic Slumber Seminar CALLIOPE: while the knights will no doUbt prove invalUable in the impending conflict... when it comes to these erm... finer points of discUssion their chins do tend to wag... KANAYA: What ROXY: love em to death but they cant shut the fuck up CALLIOPE: in so many words.

Hahahahahah true.

CALLIOPE: oUr trUe goal with this endeavor has been rather vagUe these last few years and as oUr time on this ship begins to draw to a close i believe we shoUld start a serioUs dialogUe aboUt what we plan on doing once we toUch groUnd. ROXY: god i love seeing u boss up

We all do! <3333

KANAYA: I Understand That KANAYA: But Couldnt We Just Talk Normally KANAYA: Without All This Chloroform Ninja Shit JADE: it was a bit much! CALLIOPE: i apologize for my draconian methods bUt i needed to make sUre oUr discUssion coUld be held free from the prying eyes of oUtsiders.

OH COOL IT'S A VOID BUBBLE, if it works as well as they're saying it does then it means Dirk can't hear what they're planning!!! Not even Rosebot with her ultimate Seer of Light powers because this is as far from the Light as you can hide!

ROXY: yeah cuz this is about us! our family, our future KANAYA: What Is There To Discuss KANAYA: I Thought My Plan Was Well Understood ROXY: ok sheesh well thats hella badass and vengeful but like ROXY: damn shawty idk maybe theres other options then just goin in slicing his shit to smitheroons ROXY: and also like ROXY: COULD you, even?? KANAYA: Id Very Much Like To Try ROXY: lets maybe try something less fucked up first?

Oh wow, they want to SAVE Dirk from himself? That's about as ambitious of a plan as I would expect of Roxy in the full swing of his hero role! :D

I've been thinking more and more about the "Soul-powered Jujus" idea I keep linking to from earlier, and how alt!Calliope's narrative and possession powers were STUNTED when she was splintered in two... which could mean that they could save both Ultimate Dirk and Ultimate Rose by sealing away parts of their broader souls or powers into VESSELS. Possibly creating Skaia itself with fractured shards of Rose's Seer of Light nature or sealing it in the Cueballs, possibly creating Crowbar's Crowbar with part of Dirk's soul-- basically depriving them of their ULTIMATE powers and the corruption that comes with ultimate power, while still leaving enough of them left to be an individual self, see sense and survive.

There's almost no question left anymore with that latest revelation about the returning bubbles from their destination that the nature of the competition between Skaia and the Horrorterrors that forms the nature of the game itself is going to be established in this new Delta/Omega session or whatever you'd like to call it, and that means that the guidance and storywriting potential of the Great Powers that are Skaia and the Horrorterrors must be created, and only an absolutely incredible power could possibly become such quiet yet nigh-omniscient guides. Countless hints like the Orange/Purple "tick, tock" when Jade bet on alt!Calliope freeing her are hinting that the color themes of the Prospit/Derse alignments are retroactively the responsibility of the wills of Dirk and Rose in the first place, somehow diluted and conveyed all across Paradox Space to write these "stories" for every set of heroes and the challenges they have to face. The fulcrum between which the heroes' wills are the only force capable of finding hope and new life from the seeds of the doomed conflict. To quote Aradia back in Act 5:

FAA: a pr0duct 0f c0llusi0n between the disparate f0rces at play FAA: a bargain struck between what skaia kn0ws already and what the g0ds demand up fr0nt FAA: t0gether they 0rchestrate trials sufficient t0 ensure FAA: that in 0verc0ming them we w0uld be pr0ven w0rthy FAA: 0f inheriting the ultimate reward

Dirk is one of the only people with the power to divide a soul such as his, however... unless the awakening of Brain Ghost Dirk out in (Candy) land serves as enough of a fulcrum to partially disarm him like alt!Callie was disarmed earlier. (Or unless that taxidermied body Jade dropped wasn't just Dave's as would have been most obvious, but possibly Dirk's too...) Maybe things can turn so disastrous that they can convince Dirk to shatter HIMSELF, as he may be one of the only ones who can possibly do it, not just Ultimate Rose? Maybe seeing what he's wrought can eventually change a mind even as stubborn as his to some extent? Or maybe fracturing himself to become responsible for EVERY STORY THAT EVER EXISTS IN PARADOX SPACE is at the same time a core part of Dirk Strider's endgame plan, and by that point he'll have already won from his perspective, except to realize that the reality they've sealed OUTSIDE Paradox Space is more free and worthwhile to the readers than the one stuck inside it?

KANAYA: Im Not Sure If Youre Aware Roxy KANAYA: But We Are More Or Less The Foremost Experts When It Comes To Being Quote Unquote Fucked up KANAYA: Anyway He Started It KANAYA: Nothing Remains But To Finish It JADE: yikes! JADE: why don't we all cool off for a second, i wanted to ask calliope something. JADE: who did you mean by "outsiders?" CALLIOPE: er, yes. CALLIOPE: well, CALLIOPE: i began prepping my Dreamly Majyyks as soon as you were released from *her* hold. we needed to do this before she comes back.

Right, because alt!Calliope DID SAY that she would be taking the original Jade back over when they neared too close to their destination. So Calliope and Roxy are helping form a plan to earn an even better ending than what alt!Calliope can direct them to achieve alone...

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"Before she comes back." It seems this constellatory quartet doesn’t quite understand.

Oh SHIT. I guess Calliope can't actually hide from alt!Calliope.

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calliope: i never left.

YOU MESSED UP THE MEME

CALLIOPE: GAAAAAHH!!! ROXY: callie chillax ROXY: how did she sneak up behind us like that while shes glowing like a christmas tree calliope: i do not sneak. i was always behind/before/alongside you. calliope: i am always alongside/behind/before you. calliope: i simply made my presence known to you. JADE: what are you doing here! calliope: to make a correction to my counterpart's assertion. calliope: you believe the current appearance of the Home is due to the actions of the prince. calliope: that is a half truth, the root of the issue is far deeper than that.

Ooh, so we get some exposition from the source herself, who may actually be on-board with their planning, hopefully, as much as her hijacking of Jade Harley for so long put them at odds with her and her tendency to try and dominate with her power.

Explain what we just figured out to them, will ya, with juicy more details for us to boot? :)

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Oh yeah you have pissed EVERYONE off, miss alt!Callie. Might need to defuse things a little so they'll listen.

calliope: though the prince's actions have exacerbated the damage, they are not its origin point. calliope: it's due to the beliefs and desires of those far beyond even my grasp. calliope: it is all that we are/were and its current form is representative of what those outsiders think we are/should be calliope: this Home, in its current form, has become abominable. ROXY: idk i think it looks kinda cool calliope: it is not cool. calliope: it is an eyesore and worse, its purpose has become obfuscated, form plagued with an ever-expanding amalgamation of wings, and rooms, and atriums, and winding exhibition halls. calliope: all uncurated, thoughtlessly tacked on to accommodate garish, self-indulgent new installations. ROXY: and stairs calliope: and stairs. ROXY: it keeps happenin huh calliope: yes. calliope: it keeps happening. JADE: (har har har)

So we're picking up again and continuing to run with the theme that the READERS' need for loops to be tied up and satisfying conclusions to the story the kids successfully ESCAPED, at the end of Homestuck original, is what DRAGGED THEM BACK IN and is keeping them tortured by being "stuck" in a story other people are telling? Like the Monkey's Paw analogue Andrew originally described in his Q&A after the Epilogues about them always having been meant as a flawed wish because the readers wanting to know what happened next, by necessity, trapped the characters in a plot again instead of leaving them free? Daring for this to be brought back again along with all the other themes Dirk as the author avatar who must be stopped, who must be outdone by the fanmade story (Candy) outside canon, needing to be defeated.

calliope: although i doubt it can be restored to its original state, the growth can be curbed. calliope: with or without your assistance, these antics can be brought to a satisfying and hopefully timely conclusion. calliope: the prince thwarted, the renovations finished, and the rest of the recalcitrant furniture bolted neatly back into its place. JADE: are you calling us fucking furniture? ROXY: whos the couch KANAYA: Shut Up ROXY: sorry

Yeah this is a very alt!Calliope view, and the reflections of a different but similarly somewhat villainous sort of author avatar to mirror Dirk Strider -- alt!Calliope reflects the author's need to close every loop, patch up every hole, get all these fanmade additions under control and create a story that wraps up in a neat bow... even if the characters would still be better off FREE of said story. There are extents to which she's as much the author as Dirk, and can't be certain she's not another villain, having done so much damage to shatter the Green Sun and Paradox Space in the first place by leading her brother around in a shitty circle.

KANAYA: Calliope CALLIOPE: hm? KANAYA: No Not You The Dead One KANAYA: The Alternate Calliope ROXY: we gotta come up with a different name JADE: how about bossy dead bitch ROXY: oh snizzap calliope: you can call me al ROXY: aw thats almost cute KANAYA: Is This Cryptic Expositing Truly Necessary KANAYA: Al KANAYA: Actually No Im Not Calling You That calliope: for you, no. but there are other invested parties. KANAYA: We Were About To Engage In A Rather Important Discussion

"AL" is an ominous name, reminiscent of Cal, Hal, LE. Is it for "ALternate!calliope"? Or is there a deeper meaning?

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calliope: yes, you were. however, to make it simpler for you i'll tell you this. calliope: ultimately, what you plan here has very little bearing on what you will do. calliope: we will arrive on Deltritus and i will move this story to its conclusion without further complications. calliope: little else matters.

The emblematic author avatar choosing complete dominion over their characters...

ROXY: what the hell is dometriosis KANAYA: And Why Should We Believe Any Of That calliope: it is my duty to tell the truth to those i protect. JADE: well i think we're all better off without your "protection" ! calliope: you can choose to believe that. but my duty grants me authority that surpasses the need for your consent.

...And the emblematic hero OVEREMBRACING their hero role in a way that stomps on the wills of those involved and necessarily leads to a Just death.

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ROXY: im sure he thinks the same way

FUCKING EXACTLY, SPILL THAT TEA DUDE!

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snap.

calliope: meeting adjourned.

I wonder if and when events will finally convince alt!Callie that she may have chosen wrong.

Perhaps when the Plot Point does its thing and she finally sees the story that the original Calliope, the one she has always overlooked, and how the readers are more compelled by it than by the author-forced march of suffering alt!Callie and Dirk are forcing the story through to tie things back to the beginning, necessary as it SEEMS to them.

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*wake*

Dirk: Say hello.

Oh look it's this douchebag again!

Well, well, well. Look who comes crawling back. Had your fill of splashing around in the narrative kiddy pool? Sick of its sterile, chlorinated, artificial reek, its mind-numbing placidity punctuated only by the occasional thrashing tantrums of whiny fucking crybabies and the shrill rebuke of the lifeguard? Ready to take the floaties off and dive back into the depths of the churning, primal ocean from which everything that matters in this story evolved, and to which it must inevitably return? Of course you are. Come join me, the water's fine.

I still love how the moral of this ENTIRE sequel is supposed to be that we're finally shown the origins of Paradox Space's propagation system itself and every loose thread that could have ever been tied up in the entire story, and we're all going to care infinitely more about Yiffany Longstocking Lalonde Harley and all the characters and their unlikely children finding happiness in a ridiculous fanfic timeline than any of that LORE SHIT. What a cool Death of the Author moral for a story to have. --I forgot for a moment that alt!Calliope, one of the competing authors, is literally DEAD and still trying to maintain absolute control of the story from beyond the grave. Moving beyond HER too sounds like it may also have some meaning.

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Smug prick and his too-wide smug prick panel

As you've hopefully gathered by now, things are happening again. They've been happening again for a while now, since a certain handsome somebody decided to get off his toned, muscular ass and ascend to godhood for the sake of getting the narrative and all his friends' lives back on track (you're welcome, by the way), but they're especially happening again here and now. When last you left us, our Contest had just begun. Rose and I were beginning the lengthy and convoluted process of engineering our own races to populate Deltritus, meticulously tweaking their genetic profiles and respective collective unconscious-es in an effort to create a species fit to conquer the next session of the Game. 

Blah blah blah, recap recap recap. Guess it's been so long that you feel like you need to outline the whole premise of the contest again for us because we've been too busy having fun seeing everything else that was going on, and you needed to hide the two alien races you'd set up from us a while longer. (Are Rose's the necro-something?)

Well, I was. Rose dipped pretty early on in that visual montage to spend some quality time trading barbs and bumping uglies with the supposedly impartial proctor of said Contest, next to the vacant meat-sack that once housed her consciousness. Irresponsible, sure, but to give credit where due, it was irresponsible in a poignant and symbolically weighty sort of way. Classic Rose shit. Rest assured, however, that since then she's spent at least as much time throwing herself into the work as she has cruising for the occasional caliginous bruising.

He's really tailor-made his tone of voice to piss everyone off, hasn't he.

It's been a pretty good time, to be honest. Every now and then I can feel her interest waning, but she's done an incredible job cooking up a witty retort of a race to the deep rhetorical questions posed by my equally-if-not-even-more-bombastically-inspired offspring. She's proven herself a worthy rival, and a worthier collaborator. Her patience for this particular stage of our grand designs is starting to fray, but it's just as well; both of us have essentially done all we feel we can do to lay down solid bio-physio-psycho-sociological foundations for our chosen peoples. Rose's growing discomfort with and desire to move on from this process helps to curb an urge of mine that she's correctly identified as a deep-seated need to micromanage things I care about. A few days back we both agreed that it's high time we get this fucking show on the road, so we've put the finishing touches on our scions and are just about ready to drop them kicking and screaming into the wilds of this beautiful, doomed planet.

Time to stop dirkblocking us and show us your "fantastic" pair of alien races then? Are they going to have any characters we actually begin to care about? You'd better hope so for your sake.

Odds are the whole races either transform to some other force in the eventual game that becomes Sburb or simplify themselves into the white and black Chess People, but you (Dirk) probably knew that already.

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Seahorses, connected with pipes to white and black ichor, looking much like the Meteor biological engineering labs, huh? White and black like Life (white (reproductive?) bio-fluids) and Death (ashen ink), the chess and Order colors?

Actually, give me a moment. I need to fix something that's been bugging me.

Huh.

Dirk: Render yourself in a more age-appropriate manner this instant.

Makes sense, with the depiction movement we've been seeing lately. And embraces his awful older bad-parent-to-Dave self more. Reflecting that facet of his broader Soul/existence more.

--Alright, phew. I should pace myself a bit and actually stop here for the day. As much as I'd love to get back to Vrissy seeing Yiffy for the first time, there isn't TOO much of a rush back there yet it looks like, and whatever is between there and here seems to be too wide and juicy, and I've been liveblogging for something like eight hours straight, so I probably shouldn't push myself too hard. I'm definitely coming back to this within a few days, though, because Homestuck^2 is hooking me more and more.

We'll probably see those new races finally this next time!

[madhatterbri]

Turned | Vampire!HOOK

Summary: An argument causes you to run to an enemy.

Author's Note: Saw @theswitchbladessweetheart wanted Hook as a vampire. Hope yall enjoy.

@99hook @shawtys-things

This will be an one shot.

"You know you could just turn me into a vampire like you. What is the big deal anyways? I just die and come back to be with you forever and defend myself against this Jack guy," You demanded and raised your hands in frustration. The stake crashed to the floor and slid against the floor.

Tyler flinched at your sudden outburst. He knew you were frustrated. He hadn't allowed a break from all the self-defense training today. Now he found himself getting annoyed. You weren't turning. That wasn't going to happen. Not with her still waiting on the other side.

"And I told you I'm not doing that," he reminded her for the hundredth time. "Just drop it,"

"No, Tyler. I'm leaving unless you tell me why you won't turn me," you threatened. You looked out the window behind him. The weather was awful. Rain pelted the window while lightning flashed in the studio. No one should be walking in this storm.

"You wouldn't be the first woman I turned to a vampire," he confessed sadly. He leaned against the wall and ran his fingers through his hair.

The tension in the room thickened. A part of you wanted to hug him but another part wanted to crawl and hide. He never really talked about his past. The mention of another woman still felt like a blow to you.

"So you two broke up. What does that have to do with me?" You asked quickly. Your eyes never leaving him. "I told you I will do anything for you. We have made it this far,"

"We didn't break up," he answered. "I turned her because she wanted to be turned. She begged me night and day until one day I gave her what she wanted,"

"And then what happened? Did she die?"

"I thought everything was going well for Ashley at first. Some people struggle with turning into a vampire but it was like she was born to be one," he paused and gulped. You swore you saw tears pool in his dark brown eyes. He cleared his throat. "She left me a note one day that she couldn't handle it anymore. She took off the sun ring I made her. The last thing I remember was seeing her ashes on the floor in front of our bedroom window," he whispered and removed the ring from his shirt pocket. A pocket that laid over his heart. Your could feel your heart break.

"You keep her ring over your heart," you pointed out. He looked at the ring in his hand and his pocket. You had to know more about this Ashley girl. "Why?"

"I... I still love her," he pushed out painfully.. He didn't want to hide anything from you. The past few months had been wonderful with you but he had to come clean. No matter how painful it was.

"Do you have love for her or are you still in love with her?" You insisted.

"I promised myself to her in this life and the next. Vampires believe in an afterlife when we die. Forever isn't truly forever and I know she is waiting for me on the other side,"

"So you wanted to play with me in the mean time until you get your true love back? That explains why you won't turn me," you laughed bitterly. Memories of the past few months swirled in your mind. You took a shaky breath trying to keep the tears at bay.

"I'm so sorry. I- wait!" He demanded and reached out for you.

You ran out of the room before he could finish. Everything for the past few months was a lie. You were a plaything for the real world while he waited for this Ashley girl in the next life.

You ran outside gasping for air. The rain soaked you in seconds. He knew this entire time. He led you along this wonderful fantasy adventure for nothing. That's all these past months were, a cruel fantasy. Tomorrow you will wake up to the cruel reality of Tyler no longer being in your life.

"Hey, are you okay?" A voice asked. You looked to see a man holding an umbrella over you. Embarrassment washed over you as the man could tell you were crying. He seemed nice though. His curly brown hair was pushed in a bun. Aviator glasses laid on his head while a leather jacket, white shirt, and jeans covered his skin from the rain.

"Yeah, I am fine. Just a fight with my boy... just a fight with my friend. I will be home soon,"

"Men, am I right?" A woman giggled and pulled up to you. She stared into your eyes. "Why don't you forget coming home and come with us. We will take good care of you,"

The thought of going home vacated your mind immediately. They seemed nice enough. Maybe wherever they took you would have some dry clothes and fun times. You nodded happily and waited for them to move.

"See, Jack. I told you we didn't need violence. Although Tyler certainly downgraded from me," the woman laughed wickedly.

[buzzkillgirls]

ohhhhkay because it seems everyone is weighing in on this discourse (btw. i'm not chronically online. feel free to disagree and reply in a normal way but please don't start actual aggressive discourse in the replies please i don't really care that much) the way i see mizu's gender identity is this:

mizu is, first and foremost, a racial minority. mizu is a mixed race person. this is the driving center of her story, as you can tell by both her name and the literal name of the show blue eye samurai. it's essential to who she is as a person.

it's not bad to headcanon mizu as a trans man/nonbinary/any other non-cis interpretation. i'd disagree saying that she's trans-coded, but the show deals with gender and she presents masc, and i can understand that people might want to relate to her.

what's bad is white queers refusing to engage with her actual character traits (being biracial) and addressing her being trans before they ever address her being half-white. there's nothing wrong with hcing folks as trans, but white queer folks in fandom should be able to like characters outside of those characters being headcanoned as queer. it's racist to ignore the character of color's canon struggles and to only engage with characters of color through the lens of white queer's projection of their white queer identity.

this might get touchier, but i also don't think it's transphobic to go "gender doesn't *work like that* in edo period japan- many folks are looking at this story from a lens it is fundamentally not designed to be viewed by. we can see this unintentionally eurocentric lens in stuff like fanfiction tagged with and including "period-typical homophobia" even though homosexuality was perfectly normal in edo japan because the shame associated with it is very much a post-christian thing. plus, it would more be a "engage with her struggles being afab" than "say she's 100% a woman" thing, because in edo japan, i'm lowkey sure mizu's story would be more focused on her gender being "born afab" than any of the 21st century luxury of thinking abt gender in a conceptual "i identify as" way.

most people are taking other people's headcanons in bad faith. i don't think yall r intentionally being racist and obtuse if you happen to love or relate to a trans interpretation of mizu. there's room to explore her gender, it's nice to relate to characters, it's been left somewhat up to interpretation in-show, etc. transmasc mizu isn't inherently wrong! i also don't think it's fair to say that people are being transphobic if they disagree with a trans interpretation of mizu- most folks saying this are just having a communication gap in which they're biting back at White Queers for doing the whole "only engaging in white queer projection for this female character of color" thing.

[foldsem]

howdy, yall ! norb ( also found over @lieshe ) back with another muse, remedy's lead vocal & visual, ra kiha ! same drill as usual, please leave a ♡ and i will hop into your ims or reach out on d.scord as soon as i can !

background

son to the very nice and very gullible ra sukja and former nkp pretty boy, current ppp face choi hyunmin ( tw infidelity who was very much married and already a father when kiha was born. he paid handsomely in child support and to keep sukja's silence, but none of that money ever actually made it to kiha )

though a very well-meaning lady, sukja was prone to falling for scams and getting pulled into new-age religious cults, which is where the majority of her hush money/kiha's child support went

as a result, kiha grew up super quickly and entered the workforce way below the legal limit of 15. he picked up odd jobs here and there, worked in food delivery, tutored classmates, did pretty much anything to scoop up as much petty cash as he could and hid it from his mother

around the age of 13, he somehow got the idea that he wouldn't have to really work if he just became a celebrity. he's been told that he has a decent singing voice ( a trait he shares with the secretary-general, though kiha's never met the man ), so there wasn't much harm in auditioning. he doesn't make it anywhere close, but he at least grabs the attention of kevin yoon, who is impressed by the boy's gumption and charisma and leaves him with a business card kiha puts in his wallet and then promptly forgets.

kiha spends the next few years back on the grind, still trying to repair the household finances. while working at a convenience store, he befriends ( and develops a crush on ) a coworker who happened to be a big fan of knight. she mentions to him that kevin has opened his own agency, and in a bid to impress her, kiha shows off the business card he received years ago. his coworker insists that kiha reach out, so he does, not thinking anything of it

to kiha's complete shock, kevin reveals that he still remembers him, and that he thinks he would be a great fit for remedy's concept. of course, kiha still has to go through the rigors of auditioning and training, but there was a very good chance he could make it into the debut lineup — and he does.

takes to being an idol like a duck to water. he's charming and alluring, confident and well-spoken, but most of all, he has an incredible work ethic. quickly makes a name for himself as a socially conscious and considerate idol who likes to poke fun at the concept but takes his responsibility as a public figure pretty seriously. gets a lot of praise specifically for supporting the women around him, be it warning them of loud fireworks or defending a fan who got shoved to the ground.

unfortunately, he becomes the scandal magnet of remedy around 2019. while the group as a whole is affected by scandals of various degrees, it seems like the universe ( and the rule of 3 ) has it out for kiha in particular. he first gets struck in the beginning of the year with a dating rumor, then followed by two more accusations later in the year of academic dishonesty and scamming people online

none of these charges are true and he's cleared pretty quickly, but people who were looking for an excuse to dislike him are all too happy to leap on the man while he's down.

tw cancer + death is relatively lowkey from the period of 2019-2022, where he's only working on solo projects because his mother is diagnosed with liver cancer and he's trying to fund her treatment. she unfortunately passes away despite his and her doctors' greatest efforts.

returned to public life more or less around 2023 with a more subdued air in contrast to his earlier persona of a shameless flirt. fans are concerned by the sudden shift but unsurprised due to the circumstances, though there are some lingering doubts about ninety9's claims that he's getting all the support he needs

being an idol is about all he has left. remedy's too big for him to go back to being a cashier, and without his mom, such a simple existence isn't really all it's cracked up to be anyway. so if he has to live on for his fans, that's exactly what he's going to do

tl;dr / headcanons / misc.

remedy's former viral guy, current punching bag desperately searching for a purpose in life

memes for his vibe!

his former jobs include: pizza box folder + pizza delivery guy, waiter, convenience store stocker + cashier, private tutor, proxy shipper, amateur handyman, tour guide, and parking lot attendant

known as the king of diy, capable of fixing almost everything

not nearly as well off as someone in a global chart-topping group should be because he spent a good chunk of his career sending most of his earnings to his mom ( who unfortunately gave it away frivolously ). people who've been to his apartment note that it's in a luxury area for appearance's sake but the interior looks like it's barely lived in

his red flag is holding onto the boomer 'pull yourself up by your bootstraps' rhetoric. it worked for him ( conventionally attractive, decently talented, and able-bodied ) so it should for you too!!

doesn't really have hobbies besides napping, and that doesn't really count. he's been all about the grind for half his lifetime

wcs

antis point to his acting work and say this expresses his intention to leave the group fully, which warier and more possessive fans agree with. but to you, that's the highlight of his extended oeuvre — maybe even more than anything he's ever done with remedy

he has a reputation among fans for being the 'kind of guy you can trust on a night out.' you know this for a fact, but you have to keep it hidden because said fans will also eat you alive for proving it

instead of having to pay out the butt for a plumber/carpenter, kiha says you can just call him if you're having issues. he might as well have remodeled your entire home at this point

while all of his scandals have been proven false, you still get a bad vibe coming from him. maybe he's not unkind, but he certainly seems uninterested in anything that isn't himself — which might as well be a smoking gun that his public persona is quite far from the truth

the coworker who (re)introduced him to this world will always be his first love and the one that got away, but you're (maybe?) his second love. or the person who can get him closest to that euphoric feeling of seeing her smile

alternatively, people he sought comfort from just as his image was on the upswing (2023-2024). he made it clear you were never anything serious, and it was obvious he was going through something, but he's strangely nice to you now, and it feels a little weird

it's kind of depressing that he doesn't enjoy life outside of constantly working, so you've made it a point to educate him on the finer things

someone he was super nice to in his earlier years, but now he doesn't seem to remember you at all. good that he's super nice to everyone or bad that he doesn't care enough about these instances to remember?

[prrtnrr]

YAY TOOK EM LONG ENOUgh

Also oooh we getting any p5 ships? PEGORYU MAYBE

((im too excited to keep this to myself lol, i love the smt persona series if anyone was curious, but i wanna explore yosuke meeting all these persona users who came before his group and after his group. i think thats neat :) i been trying to think of a way to have them all meet without it seeming like im just throwing characters together, least i hope it comes off that way, im not super confident in my writing but goddamn if im not having a great time doing this. idk if anyone was as invested in the p5 flower child au as i was, but i was suuuper into it, tatsujun parenting means the world to me. cant wait to draw dilf tatsuya for p5 ships, i might! theres a couple p5 ones i think are cute like makoto/haru or pegoryu bc i have taste- now more insane ramblings under the cut bc i cant shut up

i do wanna say some ships i wont be doing so yall can see inside my twisted mind- * i dont ship futaba with anyone, shes so baby sister coded to me, i cant it feels illegal * im not a big fan of akechi lol and with the way im loosely following the plots of the persona games, akechis not gonna show up unless he was mentioned/flashback, bc... yk... he kinda... well thats spoilers but ykyk. also theres only room for one detective prince in my heart (naoto)

to round it off some fun plot points i wanna explore (feel free to add any thru asks too i think its fun to have this be collaborative) * Souji and Akira get velvet room time together, souji gets to chill in a nice limo, akiras always in jail, its goofy * ryuji, futaba, and ann bumping into rise and naoto walking around the central shopping district, ryuji goes nuts bc thats rissette, ann goes nuts bc thats rissette and the original detective prince, futaba makes a joke that theyre dating bc naoto and rise are walking closely and have matching necklaces, kanji shows up, kanji also has a matching necklace. ryuji falls to his knees and yells YOU CAN DO THAT????????? * i have a cute idea for Rise and Ann talking about their inspirations for how they both got into their lines of work, i think they have a lot of overlap * Haru and Yukiko talking about having to take over their family businesses, the stress of it, being grateful for having the opportunity but also resenting said opportunity * Kanji, Ryuji, and Chie training together, talking about why they train, how they become stronger to be able to protect ppl they care about (kanji with biker gangs for his mom) (chie fighting off bullys who pick on kids, and her exp with Takeshi from her slink) (Ryuji training to continue to protect the track team hes no longer part of) * Futaba and Yosuke talking about video games, yosuke becoming overwhelmed by just how much futaba knows about video games, new baby sister unlocked * ryuji and teddie almost get arrested, they hype each other up too much, dangerous combo * Makoto and Naoto have a law and order moment * Nanako and Futaba talking about dads :) an opportunity for Futaba to feel like someones elder while Nanako makes Futaba feel like shes the younger one. why is nanako so responsible. * hey yall ever remember that ken amada p3 is the same age as the p5 cast, they were all born in 1998, isnt that-))

[arachnaemboss]

ok. lemme copypaste it here as well since yall seem curious abt zestial and the morningstars!

it might not make a lot of sense bc its 3 am and im tired but like

zee was born / grew up in the renaissance and although great britain was having issues w the church he very much believed what hed been taught from birth so, upon dying and falling to hell, seeing how different it all was from what he was taught it was natural of him to start questioning things

i personally headcanon he and lucifer are good friends ( mostly thanks to what we saw in the hazbin pilot ), so i figure that zee saw lucifer and lilith, saw how Different they were from the things hed learned, and how genuinely? nice and interesting and fun people they were, they became friends relatively quickly

and zee is a very loyal friend when u have him in the bag! he may be manipulative and a piece of shit, but if you earn his respect and a place in his heart, he will never betray you and will be there for you whenever needed

the morningstars, also being the creatures that could Not be killed no matter what ( zestial has seen so many demons die over the centuries ) they became a constant in his afterlife. a pillar, or something he could rely on to always Be There even when others were not. after charlie was born, i do usually think she and he are friends ( ish ) due to the connection he has w her parents, and he himself is just as friendly and nice with her as he is with lily and lu!

[g00se69]

Hello Tumblr!, it is I, the one called "goose"

I tried drawing myself in a scene style on the side lol, it don't lookin too good

From up to down on the left side:

"goose"(me), female(me), she/her or they/them(me), can't see too far without glasses(me).

From up to down on the right side:

Big fore head (me), he don't have Tumblr >:3 <333 (my significant other :33), friggin weirdo has one elf lookin ear(me), average hight(me).

First things first, I'm a friggin MINOR!!

But I don't feel comfortable actually saying my age on here, yk, theres, there are creeps online lots of the time 🤮

And also, before we go any further. literally never believe me when I say I'm going to post on a specific day because I absolutely will not and will probably take at least a month or week for me to actually post the thing I was gonna post 💀💀

DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME:

PEDO'S, TERFS (I finally realized what that meant after searching it up, What The Hell.)

My ask blog for my au is called @wrong-villain-au

The only stuff on that blog will just be asks to the characters for my au

The tags are #wrong villain eddsworld au if you want to look at the au art, I also explain the au on the au blog

Can't believe I actually got my own unique tag! 😺

Pooks, I don't wanna apologize for every little cuss word I do, so I'm just gonna put it here:

I DO CUSS A LITTLE >:33 (it's not like I say slurs or anything, don't worry dudez, I just cuss like a normal angsty teen lol)

These are my irl friends but on here obvi, lol:

@dofus117 (he's new 2 Tumblr so b nice), @marieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (she's been on Tumblr for about a year already! I even reblogged it lol), @pink-bats-blog (this is my friend @pinkflowersparkle, new account 😼🫶)

They are all amazing artists

GO FOLLOW THEM NOW 👹

Urm, I'm pansexual 🩷💛💙

(NO, THAT DOESN'T MEAN IM ATTRACTED TO PANS AND OTHER KITCHENWARE 😭, pooks, It just means I have "a lot more options in life!"). (- tomska, from that one video where he was taking sexuality tests for funsies, and hoping the tests would say he was bi lol)

THIS IS A SAFE SPACE HERE DUDES! LOVE WHOEVER! (Unless it's children.. 😶 then get the hell out of my blog, ya sicko, ever heard of "to catch a predator" by icp?... 😊) Identify as whatever! THERIANS AND OTHERKIN ARE WELCOME HERE AS WELL! 🫶 YALLS ARE WITERALLY SO COOLIO

I was born a girl, and I identify as a girl :P

I kinda like more "masculine fashion" though, THAT DOESN'T MEAN I DONT LIEK GIRLS FASHION THOUGH!! I like both "both is good"

I love wearing darker colors, and kinda vibe with scene and alt culture

All aesthetic culture is Coolio though! 🫶

CRINGE CULTURE IS DEAD, DO WHAT YOU WANT UNLESS IT ISNT HURTING ANYONE, INCLUDING YOURSELF! 🫶 (my bad when I'm usually a hypocrite and call myself cringe, I just don't think people should be calling other people cringe like as an insult, yk?)

My opinion on Eddsworld shipping: honestly, at this point Eddsworld fanart is usually au's and shipping, do whatever ya want people! "Rare pairs" too!, as long as it isn't pedophilia, or self shipping (I mean like the character x the same character), even people self shipping themselves with the characters!! (yet again, as long as it isn't a kid they are self shipping with)

Personal faves are:

baconcola (tordedd) and Tommatt (I don't know a name for their ship 😭)

YouTubers I watch (hyper fixating on most of these currently): Tomska <33, jschlatt (or as I say, jschlart), FLAMINGO (Albertstuff??, what's that? :), Rotten mango, sushimushi, Markiplier, Ethan Nestor, Penguinz0, The Tomee Bear, CoreyXKenshin, Brandon Rogers, FunkyFrogbait, Layze, Tordparker 2.0

Fandom/Fandoms I'm hyperfixating on currently:

EDDSWORLD

you can just stop here if you want, it's just more of me rambling about the stuff I like/ stuff I watch

:/

STUFF I WATCH:

Anime I have seen and liked (not hyper fixating on currently: Chainsaw man, hells paradise, jjk, Dandadan, Delicious in dungeon (or dungeon meshi), Cells at work, komi can't communicate, Aggretsuko,

Indie shows i have seen and liked (not hyper fixating on currently: Bridge kids, Don't hug me I'm scared (or dhmis), Pony.mov

Analog horror shows i have seen and liked (not hyper fixating on currently): Walten Files, Mandela catalog, The man in the suit, Dog nightmares,

"kids shows" I have seen and liked because they are actually good (not hyper fixating on currently): Gravity falls, invader Zim, Pucca, Adventure time, Villainous, Rise of The Teenage mutant ninja turtles (or rottmnt for short)

Adult shows i have watched and liked (not hyper fixating on currently): Helluva boss, hazbin hotel, south park; (I have seen every episode and special and am currently trying to finish watching the "banned" episodes), smiling friends, Beavis and Butt-Head, panty and stocking, The Boondocks; (I've only seen a couple episodes so far, but I rly like it), Aqua Teen hunger force

Games I haven't played, but have seen people play and rly like/have played and rly liked (not hyper fixating on currently): Regretevator (I have played this a lot with friends), FNAF; (I've played FNAF one, sister location, and security breach), Minecraft; (nothing could make me hate the actual game), DOOM ETERNAL; (my friend likes the game and I thought it was cool because of the stuff he told me, and the cool designs of stuff I seen for the game, I'll probably watch Markiplier play it), Warhammer; (same as DOOM, my friend told me Abt it, I looked at some stuff about it and thought it was pretty cool from the art I seen), Mouthwashing; ( I seen Manlybadasshero play it and thought the storyline was pretty good, and the art from the fandom literally looks so good istg, ik this is kinda based, but Anya and curly (after the crash) are my fav characters cus of design only), Day shift at Freddys;or Dsaf (I watched geese play it and thought it was funny lol, I kin Dave, and he my fave character, the phonies are my fave designs), Dandy's world; ( I've played it a lot with friends, but the only character I've bought do far has been Tisha lol), Lollipop chainsaw; ( I think it's really cool <33, I've seen gameplay of it)

movies that I have seen and liked that I can currently remember (I usually forget) : South Park; bigger; longer and uncut, Deadpool (all 3 movies), Deadpool and wolverine, Venom (all movies, including the newest one), The Eddsworld fan movie, jjk 0, nightmare before Christmas, invader Zim: enter the florpus

YouTubers I watch (hyper fixating on most of these currently): Tomska <33, jschlatt (or as I say, jschlart), FLAMINGO (Albertstuff??, what's that? :), Rotten mango, sushimushi, Markiplier, Ethan Nestor, Penguinz0, The Tomee Bear, CoreyXKenshin, Brandon Rogers, FunkyFrogbait, Layze, Tordparker 2.0

I'll probably add more YouTubers later, I'm too tired rn, I've been working on this post for hours it's literally 4 in the morning rn.

Yes, I did add this one twice, ik most of you probably wouldn't go this far :/

If you did come this far

Dammnnn dude! Wowsers :0

Imma go eep now finally, it's literally 4:12 in the morning rn where I am

[crguang]

“her design is very cherished by me but i need to see her naked”

After reading your in depth analysis of your thoughts about her it was a fucking whiplash omg I started cackling like a hyena omg. But I honestly get you like I need to see like all of them naked it’s actually not ok 

“like you called me a lesbian in heat well that’s really me with garo.”

I didn’t mean to call you a lesbian in heat (you are….. WE are I have not been sane since I got back into this game) but I’m glad you’re embracing cuz the way I’ve been holding back so much thirsts and thoughts of my own to share with you is insane but I’m bit shy to post them in an ask. I’m freaky girl but I’m a SHY freaky girl

Also CASSIA pleaaaaaasssssseeeee share your thoughts on my girl that makes perfumes out of people. Also if you didn’t know she got a new va to which honestly fits but lowkey sounds weird to me cuz I got so use to previous one but I still love her and I need her to bend- *gunshot* *gunshot*

-🍷

GEJDJDJDJF the way it went from “shes so tortured😞” to “i need to fuck her” is kinda real like that’s just how i feel about garo… don’t be shyyy, yall are always welcome to thirst in my ask box because the chances of me feeling the same way are very high. embrace depravity!!!!

i didn’t know cassia got a new va! i also don’t know when the change was made, i only started playing in july so i might have not even been there for it. whatever voice she has right now sounds really nice. i don’t have as many thoughts about cassia because she’s essentially like cabernet to me, where i love characters that are so engrossed in their own needs that they start seeing people as objects instead of humans. cabernet is just fucking greedy and gluttonous but cassia’s way of seeing the world was born from a traumatic childhood which is easier to sympathize with, and it adds some depth to her character that i really like. i dont care for redeemable qualities in characters, but it was interesting to see that she was conditioned to objectify women from a young age and is just constantly trying to escape a traumatic event. i love the desperation that comes with that and her tunnel vision for finding the perfect long lasting scent. my first impression of her was a post i saw on twitter and i went, “who the hell is cassia?” then two hours later i saw a screenshot of her interrogation where it says that she’s looking at the chief with desire and that this isn’t the kind of look you give to a person, so i went “oh i want her.” she came home for me like two days later and i immediately played her interro shjdkfkg

i think she’s gorgeoussss, the red eyes really do it for me. if she wanted to turn me into a perfume i would decline BUT i would definitely hesitate!

[youlikefanficdontyousquidward]

Born to kill

Summary: Lyle thinks about his tattoo

Idea from Me and @thevanityofthefox chatting!

Lyle lovers come get yalls pain! 〒▽〒

Born to kill

He had this tattoo over his heart, bold type face, black ink, simple. He bore it through war-zones, spraying hot lead into the dust, praying he'd hit something, someone. Watching friends and enemies alike succumb to the machine of war. He barely remembered the burn, the needle jabbing in and out in a foreign tattoo parlor that smelled of stale alcohol. Maybe it was just him, the nights whisky still clinging to his tongue as his brothers in arms cheered him on. Then again burning on his chest as he watched them torn to shreds in oncoming fire.

Then he was home. Cold in the grey smog that clung to the buildings, the shaded streets bellow. The run down paint chipped bar had offered him a place behind its sticky counter. The closest thing to honor his service got him. Nightly patrons chatting loudly, throwing away what scraps they earned for whatever he was pouring. He barely made enough to keep a roof over his head but he was happier than he'd ever remembered being. He was happy because he had them.

His girls. A beautiful, sharp, hard working woman, who never failed to make him glad he survived till now. Even when they spat venom at one another. Her touch soothing his soul, her kiss that made him thankful for the cramped flat they shared. Just meant she was always near, just in arms reach to be tugged into his arms.

Then there was his daughter. A wild little thing, with ever messy hair struggling to stay tied up. Her hands always sticky and her face always caked in something. Brilliant eyes shining brighter than any jewel and a big gaped tooth smile that took up half her face or more.

Right now she was stained in pen ink. He'd scraped every penny of tips up all month and got her them. They weren't great, streaking dry ink that smelled too chemically but she didn't care, they marked the paper well enough. Old bank statement, overdrafts and red inked notices, made to blue and purple grassed fields with smiling moons.

In all his years he'd never seen real nature like it, neither had she but her school had shown her pictures of Pandora. Lyle had insisted it was a necessary expense. He'd never gone and she was just so bright, already learning her letters. He'd been almost 12 before he'd had a handle on them, his brother a harsh and inattentive teacher.

His wife grumbled, trying her hardest the convince herself the money was needed elsewhere. Lyle could see in her face though, how their daughter's delight meant more to her. She pecked her nest of hair before kissing Lyle where he rested on the battered couch.

"Please brush her hair before you go to bed." She smiled wearily before going to get ready for her night shift. Lyle scooped his squirming child up into his lap, tickling her sides as she squealed in delight.

"We gonna get your hair all nice before Mummy leaves right?" He chirped fighting the weight of his eyelids. She nodded emphatically playing with his dog tags as he teased out the knots.

She stood in his lap fingers playing against his chest. Lyle took note of the tickling feelings, peering down at her tiny finger nails. They followed the letters over his heart and he felt it freeze. Her stained cheeks hallowed as she silently sounded it out. O, R, N.

Lyle felt shame build in him. How could explain to her what he'd done, who he'd been. She was too young, her bright eyes hadn't seen what he had. He couldn't bare them glassing over, her hopeful shine dimming even a fraction.

She tapped from foot to foot on his leg, never aware of the weight of her feet. The pain as she stomped down briefly distracted Lyle. How many years out in war zones and he'd been felled by a 4 year old.

In her tiny fist she brandished her pen, scribbling over the last word. Lyle couldn't tilt his chin low enough to see but he felt her movements. Scraping over then smoothly as her shaking hand would allow she penned something new, engraving it with force.

"What've you written there buttercup?" He cooed, scooping her up under one arm when her hand stopped. She squealed in laughter under his arm as he carried like that to the mirror. In the warping plastic he saw her work-

Born to kill HUG

Scribbled in wobbling letters. He stilled at the sight. His tired eyes, loose comfortable joggers and a little glitter from something still on his bare softening chest. Then his laughing child still kicking under his arm. He pulled her up, letting her sit against his side swiping hair off her face. He smiled at her through the mirror, both admiring her work.

"Honey come see my new tattoo!" He smiled as his daughter wriggled and laughed into his neck.

"Babes I told you we don't have money for-" She paused in the door frame, hands still in her hair tying it. She barked a sudden laugh, snorting and grabbing the door frame. Lyle's chest feels so full, warm and light as he laughs with her.

She takes their daughter into her arms, kissing her cheeks.

"Oh baby it's lovely! Maybe we've got a little artist one our hands!" She jokes, pressing more pecks into her hair and she laughs.

Lyle's alone now, tracing the tattoo in the dark. He came here for them. The recruiter had set it all up, every pay cheque made it home to them. He'd smiled at his daughter's growing form, just a few more years then he'd be back he kept telling himself. He'd see her graduate and grow up, fall in love, everything, just next rotation.

There was no next rotation now. His large blue body shifted in bed, his hand clutching at his chest. Tracing over the words written there, trying to claw new ones. In his mind he could still feel her fingers tracing, even as he screamed inside. Begged the memory to warm him instead of leaving him so cold.

He still felt the pit in his stomach, the sinking feeling as they explained what was happening. There'd been such a huge payout when he died, surely that'd been enough to see them through? He felt numb lying in the small bed, his eyes raw. Lyle couldn't know for sure if they were okay and there was no going home now.