#both of you are trying to seek some sort of safety and security by making your own choices

[weabooweedwitch]

Shoutout to the people making Leopard Party jokes in the tags and notes and actively mocking this woman and perfectly embodying why many tradwives, who typically are women who have suffered abuse, tend to form anti feminist mindsets in the first place! Y'all are doing great!

[bonny-kookoo]

Kaleidoscope: Heart

Tags/Warnings: Alien! Jungkook, Alien!Jimin, Alien!Yoongi, Human!Reader, strangers to lovers, poly!AU, tentacles (lord forgive me for I will sin), long tongues and sharp teeth and horns and tails and who's even surprised anymore?

Additional Chapter Warnings: soft, fluff, so much fluff

Length: short

Other content: Intro, Bonding

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After a few weeks of living together, everyone has gotten used to your ways of communication, your ways of putting each of them in some sort of role for you. It's very interesting to observe you each day, your behavior sometimes oddly charming in its own unique ways.

In short; you're just really cute.

Yoongi is also very much happy about the fact that you seem to actively seek him out for help nowadays, the wall of wariness finally overcome as he's become your first choice if anything starts to confuse or overwhelm you. Seasonal storms outside? If you don't want to sleep alone you can always sneak into Yoongis bed, even if the others are home too (they will actively cuddle you no questions asked). Can't read something in a store, but it looks interesting? Just pull on his sleeve, and make sure to point it out, and he will in detail try to explain to you what it is you're wondering about.

Jungkook at this point, has become a protector of sorts. The world outside can be scary, especially with all the new things you're experiencing, like traffic and seasonal festivals. Fear instantly glues you to his side, but his presence also boosts your curiosity; if he approaches something with no signs of worry, then you will go along as well, no questions asked. It makes Yoongi always keen on keeping an eye out for you both however; since Jungkook sometimes does forget that there's things he can easily deal with that could very much prove to be fatal- like certain foods or heights for example. You don't have the assistance of a tail and extra appendages to secure you on higher levels, nothing there to break your fall if you were to loose balance at any point.

And Jimin takes the full role of a more caring person for you.

Be it by making sure you take your vitamins and supplements every day, to keeping track of your doctors appointments; Jimin has it all together it seems. And while he takes great care of your physical body, he also makes sure to care for your mental health as well. His kind, after all, always thrives towards perfect balance in mind and body, so he makes sure you always know that with them, you're safe and protected and always cared for. Safety is an important factor to heal; and he knows, there's much for you to heal from.

"She sleeps a lot." Jungkook mumbles almost disappointed, watching you nap on the blankets laid out for you on the living room floor by Yoongi a few days earlier. You seem to appreciate that greatly, finally resting wherever, whenever- no longer worried of any danger with them around. "Is that normal?" He wonders, tapping your nose.

"Yeah, Humans do generally need around 7 hours of sleep at that age." Jimin nods, while Yoongi clicks his tongue.

"Jungkook, leave her be." He scolds, making the youngest alien in the room almost pout.

"But, why do those tiny bodies need so much rest. It doesn't make sense!" He says, sitting up now close to you while you stretch, before turning around and curling into a different position.

Jimin shrugs from the side, joining you on the blanket pile. "They're simply different. And considering everything, I'm glad she feels finally safe enough to be as vulnerable as right now around us." He hums with a small smile.

"True." Yoongi nods. "I didn't think she'd become so relaxed so quickly." He says more or less to himself.

"Well, we're simply the best mates ever." Jungkook scoffs. "So no surprise there."

"You're so cocky." Jimin teases, before he lays down close to you.

"No come on, you can't be serious." Jungkook whines, watching his mate pull you close to him before he closes his eyes. And much to his disagreement, yoongi joins in not long after. "Seriously?" He growls impatiently, making both aliens laugh a little to themselves while hugging you in one way or another.

"You're stupid." Jungkook huffs, though he does join in as well.

And ends up sleeping just as long as you, in fact.

[curator-on-ao3]

Some more character options:

Seven of Nine

Tom Paris

La'an Noonien-Singh

Thank you so much for asking, anon! ❤️

For Seven of Nine, my question is borne of the question Seven asked Picard: “After they brought you back from your time in the collective, do you honestly feel that you regained your humanity?” (With both of them indicating they’re “working on it” as their answer.) So my question to Seven is, “What does humanity mean to you?”

For her answer, I would hope Seven would begin with some Trek-style platitudes about humanity as curiosity, exploration, and betterment … and, as she answered, I hope Seven would hear herself, truly hear herself, and recognize that “regaining humanity” doesn’t need to be a goal for her. Instead, humanity is intrinsic to the person Seven is — we saw it in the human girl she was and we see it in the xB woman she has become. The Borg repressed who Seven is for a very long time, a horrifically traumatic experience. Yet Seven’s humanity is clear in her thoughtfulness, in her kindness, in her expansive love and loyalty — and it would be my fervent hope that Seven would see that humanity within and for herself.

So that’s Seven.

For Tom Paris, I would ask him what motivates him to do so much for other people. I mean, this is a guy who created multiple holodeck programs for the entire crew to enjoy (Sandrine’s, the resort, Fair Haven; also, iirc, we only see Tom alone on the holodeck when he’s depressed), he also designed and helped build the Delta Flyer and he risked everything to try to save the Moneans. Plus! Tom rooted out the traitor at significant personal cost to Tom’s reputation and even his ability to stay on the ship, then Tom worked with the Talaxians, the Doctor, and Lon Suder to rescue the crew from Hanon IV.

So this guy has done a lot for other people (not to mention risking his life to fly at transwarp, piloting a ship at warp farther than anyone else, and even fucking a starship not to mention his captain).

And I want to know why.

I think Tom’s answer would make me sad. I think he’s an extrinsically motivated person and words of praise are a love language for him. (From Threshold: “When I was a boy, my father used to tell me that I was special, that one day I’d do something significant. My teachers at school, all the kids, everyone used to say, ‘Tom Paris is going to do something important when he grows up.’ Obviously, that didn't happen.”) So I think Tom would say he likes to make people happy, it brings him joy to know others are benefitting from something he’s done or enabled. (Maybe there’s an effort to atone for Caldik Prime in there? I don’t know.) And I think Tom might even get a little irritated that I asked him why he wants to do nice things for nice people because what’s wrong with trying to be nice? And he would be right. But also wrong in that I would like for Tom to have an intrinsic measure of self-worth, too, because he’s … worth it?

So that’s Tom Paris.

For La’an Noonien-Singh, if I put aside questions canon should eventually answer (e.g., how much Augment DNA does La’an have, anyway, and what does that signify in terms of her abilities?), then I would ask La’an what safety would look like in her life. Because even with her Jim Kirk crush, I wonder how much of that was about seeking safety, in part with (at first) someone who wouldn’t be prejudiced against her.

For La’an’s answer, I would hope she would say things about confidence she was good at her job giving her a sense of safety, and that she had friends and loved ones who help her feel safe. I hope La’an would reflect on what happened in the premiere episode — pretending to be prey to trap people — and how that sort of behavior may work for security, but vulnerability in real life is something La’an is working on … because maybe safety to be vulnerable is the ultimate safety and La’an will get there? She will get there. She will.

Send me a Trek character and I’ll reply with a question I would ask them — and, if you want, my hoped-for answer.

If you want people to send you character(s) to play this ask game, here’s the post to reblog.

[bunnakit]

Not Me Episode 1 Music

so i think this will be my consistent contribution to the rewatch event because the sound design in Not Me is one of my absolute favorite things about it. i won't be able to find every song (i tried for episode 1 and some are just impossible for me to suss out or i just lose patience) but i'll try to find some of the most memorable ones. (sorry its a little late, i spent 5 hours making bake me please gifs.)

Rivers Told Me Lies by Daniel Gunnarson

I've been searching in the dark Trusting every clue I've found

This song immediately throws us into the deep end. White has been searching for Black in his own way, in his uhh extended breath holding competitions in the bath, and he's trusted the clues that Black can no longer feel him through their 'connection.'

Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?

White has only just landed in Thailand after 10 years away from home and immediately his thoughts all circle to Black. The song cuts off before we can get to more of the lyrics but I think the general idea of the song conveys White's current emotional state, his longing for his brother, his desire to continue seeking him out, and if we want to make a biiiig stretch perhaps their parents are the 'River' that lies to them about their whereabouts.

What's Left Behind by Taylor Crane

This song plays when White arrives to the hospital. This is the first time White has seen Black (what has been left behind) in ten years. Another important note is 'What's Left Behind' is on the album 'Is It a Reflection,' and it must be like looking into a reflection for White - both physically and it's not a too much of a leap to imagine his emotional state likely feels like Black looks on the outside.

Tripping Over Danger by Craft Case

We hear this as soon as Todd launches into his explanation of Black's new gang of friends. You can either interpret this as a warning against the danger of Black's friend group or perhaps the fact that White is nearly very literally tripping over the hidden danger right in front of him.

Safeguard by Charles Holme

safeguard (noun) something that protects and gives safety

This song playing when Gram and White first enter the garage makes me a little emotional. (Shut up I know I'm a Gumpa simp but stick with me.) The garage is meant to be a safe place for the boys, a place where they are protected and secure. It's the home that unites them.

Trade a Moment (Instrumental) by Evening Traveler

Sean and White quite literally trade or share a moment as soon as this song plays. Sean grasps White by the back of the neck and pulls him close and there's some sort of connection there, some sort of energy that passes between them.

Climb On by Jay Denton

The oil fight. I don't really have much to say about it, but this is that upbeat slightly goofy song that breaks a lot of tension the show has been building up.

Along the Rivers by King Peaks

This plays in the beginning of the washing up scene when White is struggling to get the oil off of himself. I really don't think there's any deeper meaning to it other than perhaps the connection to water, but it's a song I pretty easily recognize so I figured I'd mention it.

that's all i have the energy for tonight, i have a raging headache and i'm fueled purely by pizza rolls, white claw, and herb but i hope this is at least something some of you will enjoy

[theeternalwombtarot]

abundance reading: money, career, academics, goals, etc.

Pile three💰:

Affirmation: “I am the epitome of joy.”

Some of you could be in debt? Or some of you could have bad spending habits I’m hearing you could have a habit of buying things to feel better or spending money very quickly. You could be someone who didn’t grow up with a lot of money who probably doesn’t know what to do with it other than get rid of it as soon as possible in case you never have anymore. Like spending your money like it’s your last like it’s the only money you’ll ever have like it’s your last. I see you trying to manifest more money or trying to manifest success in an area of your life. Spirit wants you to try and practice balance or moderation. You could be wanting to make an investment of have some type of business goal or an idea you haven’t been able to bring into fruition because you continuously spend your money on things that aren’t as important as what you want to create for yourself. You could be really inspired by something or inspired to do something pile three.

Spirit says that there’s something you’re meant to be doing or something you’re meant to be creating that will bring success for you or will be highly valuable or important to you at some point in this life. You could need to work on your habits or learn to have some self discipline or work to shift some things in your life so that you can do better for yourself moving forward. There is a need for some sort of transition or change with this six of swords card in my deck.

⭐️~ this could be something really difficult for you to overcome or a habit that stems from trauma or something subconscious or deep rooted for you with this really deep blue coloring on the card. And all of these physical items floating around being left in the water really gives the impression of giving up things within your life or giving up something within your life that was a sense of stability for you or a safety blanket in order for you to grow and move on.

I see something here about seeking personal closure that could be causing delays in your life or taking short cuts that are causing delays in your life. In your financial life, in getting to experience your creative endeavors. There’s some internal alignment here and some baggage that needs to be addressed and released here before you can get the happiness and success you want to see both in your spiritual and financial life. You could have this idea or this goal in the back of your mind often and it just keeps getting pushed back or delayed because of this issue or a lack of financial discipline that you have. You could be in deep contemplation about this stagnancy or this reading will evoke deep contemplation about this stagnancy and motivate you to make some much needed changes.

Your ten of cups (harmony and divine alignment) is possible and is coming but only if you allow it. This is something you’re passionate about, something you desire to truly bring into fruition and it’s up to you if you want to take action and make the proper decisions to do that. I see abundance, luxury, financial independence and self sustainability in your future. You need to be courageous enough to take a leap and be willing enough to make some changes or some sacrifices. You’re obsessed with this idea or obsessed with the success you could have but you’ve been stubborn and you’ve been unable to push yourself in the right direction. Last card is ten of pentacles; wealth, financial security, family, long-term success, and contribution. Self explanatory.

Lucky Girl Syndrome: Self-Concept Affirmations 🍀

[eventheodds]

His brief explanation of a Vash and Wolfwood being inside the Cube is…well, it will take time for her to process that. She’s not entirely certain how that could even work, but if they were able to rescue her in the knick of time before the rope had gone taught, then Meryl is inclined to believe anything can happen.

And, perhaps, for her own sake, the conversation takes a turn that has her both flustered and eager to tell. For whatever reason, it feels easy to talk to Nick. 

He’s given her bait she can hardly refuse.

“I did, actually. He looked very different with his hair slicked back like that, and without his sunglasses.” The gala was an interesting affair to say the least—the entire point of that night had been to follow a lead that would bring her closer to the ones responsible who killed her family. She tells him as much.

“I had done some scouting a few days before the party and heard that a Bernardelli agent would be present that night, so we worked on a plan that would give us a way in while blending in with the others in attendance.”

She remembers that gown from that evening and the jeweled brooch and hair clips, matching in colour with the tule of her gown. 

A pang of pain clenches at her heart knowing she’s lost them, that they were taken from her and whatever else she had been carrying on her person that day was likely confiscated by the Eye of Michael, perhaps discarded the moment she had been thrown into that prison cell.

“I uh,” at this part, she visibly flushes but does not pull herself away from Nick’s side. “I had the idea of him kissing me during the party and it got people talking, paying attention to us. Turns out that little stunt got people interested in other things besides what the gala was for. One man in particular, I don’t even remember his name, ogled Wolfwood like he was a piece of meat and I sort of…went off and we marched out of there. 

“Mission was a complete bust because the agent in question never showed up, but by then I was so worked up I, uh…well, we returned to our room and we…yeah.”

She’s ducking her head, trying to use the cover of her long hair to conceal her face but she knows Nick knows. There is no denying how that night is playing out inside her mind like some kind of film reel; she’s got all the details while she’s only giving him bits and pieces but he looks as though he can fill in those blanks.

He must really love you, huh?

“He was willing to do things for me, sometimes no questions asked and sometimes we fought tooth and nail, but he always let me have my way. It was like he knew I needed to be on that journey to better understand why I couldn’t go through with what I had initially planned. He knew I couldn’t live with myself if I had blood on my hands, and Vash knew this from the start when he—well, he wasn’t with us, but he found ways to make his presence known.”

One of those particular moments was when she had accidentally kneed Wolfwood in the face when Vash suddenly appeared while they were…occupied.

His promise to find them, to help her find them, washes over her like a warm blanket on a cold night. It gives her comfort, the kind she is familiar with and the kind she seeks out when she needs safety.

There is safety in their numbers. Three Wolfwoods, one of which is inside a Cube; three Vash’s, also one inside a Cube; and two Meryls. 

“What you said earlier, how this could be pulling us all together—however that works—maybe when you all came for me, maybe you needed to so that we could all go back and save them.”

Maybe save all of them.

She nods, her eyes getting heavy in knowing that she’s secured a way to go back and rescue Wolfwood and Vash from her world. “Yeah, think I can. You’re joining us, right? Wouldn’t want you to be left out of the cuddle pile.”

Even as Meryl begins to tear up, Wolfwood can't help but chuckle fondly. He raises a hand to palm the top of her head, which is easy considering the large size of his hands compared to Meryl's... everything. When she finishes her thought, Nick ruffles her hair—it can't get worse than how it was earlier, right?

"Hey, maybe it is something larger than humanity that pulls us all together," his hand stills, simply resting for now, "I can tell you that when we travel, we usually end up by one of us from that world—if there is one. Sometimes there isn't one. Though..."

His brow furrows and he chews on his cheek in thought, as though what he's thinking about frustrates him—because it does.

"Princess has mentioned her 'boys' being in there. Dunno how that's possible, but if so, the 'me' that's in there is a total jackass," Wolfwood grumbles. What kind of Wolfwood hands another Wolfwood right to the Eye for torturing again? Seriously—that's just sadistic. Masochistic??? Fucking hell.

Although, Meryl didn't end up any better off. Maybe it was an accident after all. Maybe.

Dick.

Anyway—

Nick can't help but smirk knowingly at the way Meryl trails off and the light pink of her cheeks under the moonlight. He knows exactly how that night went, if that Wolfwood had a pair of eyes. Even right now, wearing his Meryl's clothing, Outlaw is quite beautiful. She's slightly more rugged than his; she's definitely more subdued than his Meryl. Perhaps more emotional too—that could just be due to the circumstances at hand, though.

"How the hell did you make me—him—wear a tie? Don't tell me you messed with his hair too," Wolfwood's tone switches to something more familiar, like when he'd tease Meryl in the van about her taste in coffee or her driving, "Bet you took away his sunglasses too. He must really love you, huh? Even took on the role of doting husband—do you know how hard it is for me to act like a husband? I forget I'm engaged like... at least every other day."

The hand on her head slides down to her shoulder, then he pulls Meryl into a side hug. He lets a soft silence hang as they watch the horizon turn dark blue with approaching sunlight.

"We will find them. Both of 'em," Nick's voice is gentle and kind; it's a feat he somehow managed to practice well enough to comfort others, "For now though... Y'got us. And I'm sure Shortie wouldn't mind another addition to the, uh, cuddle pile. I can ask for you if you want me to."

He knows that the hour Nicholas usually wakes up is coming soon, and they should really head back before he stirs and expects the worst.

"Think you can sleep now?"

[slasherhaven]

So sorry if you're too busy for this, but any headcanons on how would the slashers react to an s/o who likes to hold onto their arm and kinda hide behind them when they get in nervous?

The Slashers reacting to a S/O who holds their arm and hides behind them when they are nervous: 

Thomas Hewitt 

Hoyt is in a bad mood. It wasn’t uncommon for Hoyt to get worked up adn beginning shouting, slamming doors, and snapping at people. He had been ranting and raving about something you couldn’t even understand at this point, getting more and more aggressive as he continued.

You hadn’t even thought about it, moving closer to Thomas. You grabbed hold of his rolled up sleeve gently as you shrank behind him slightly, your other hand clutching his bare forearm as you hid behind his arm.

Thomas is a little surprised by your behaviour but he gets it, you’re nervous, possibly even scared and he didn’t even blame you. Hoyt could be a lot to handle.

It just makes him feel even more protective of you.

He’ll move closer to you, further in front of you in the hopes to make you feel more secure.

You trust him. He makes you feel safe. So, he will make sure to protect you even if there wasn’t any real danger.

He’s glad, proud even, that you trust him, it just proves that he makes you feel safe. Though he’s a little irritated with Hoyt for scaring you in the first place.

Don’t worry, he won’t let anything happen to you.

Michael Myers 

You thought somebody was in the house. You had both heard the noise from downstairs, it had just made Michael squint while you began to panic.

You expressed your concern to Michael, who was still just listening for any more sounds. 

You asked him to investigate, causing him to huff. But you were right, if somebody was in the house, he should deal with it.

So, he’s off of the bed and picking up his trusty knife.

But you hop up with him, not wanting to be left alone. He pointed back to the bed, telling you to stay behind but you insisted on going with him.

As the two of you left the room, you clutched his arm tightly, following closely behind him.

Michael thinks it’s a little amusing, how you clung to him for safety when he was certainly more dangerous than any intruder. 

He gets a funny feeling when he realises that you trust him to protect you, that you might even feel safe with him.

But he will protect you, you’re his and nobody else will harm you.

Jason Voorhees

You heard weird noises coming from outside. Living in the middle of the woods could get a little spooky, especially if you aren’t used to it. So when you hear a strange noise from outside, you can’t help but get a little nervous.

You instantly jump, slipping behind Jason and clinging to his arm.

Jason instantly goes into protective mode. You’re scared and you’re coming to him for safety, he will make sure everything is okay!

He’ll reassure you before going to investigate, you following behind as you refused to let go of his sleeve, your body pressed against his arm nearly the whole time.

You were relieved when the two of you discovered that the source of the strange noises was a wounded deer.

Though, the two of you did end up taking the time and effort to tend to the poor animal.

Brahms Heelshire 

You heard noises coming from somewhere in the house. The large house could get a little spooky at times. It was an old house and it made the noises of an old house, drafts sometimes flowing down corridors and what people refer to as ‘the house settling’ whatever that means. You were slowly getting used to it but it could still be unnerving.

So when the sound of something slamming echoed through the house, you couldn’t help but jump, a small gasp escaping you as you reached out and grabbed Brahms.

He was much calmer, clearly more used to the noises that his home sometimes made.

He gets a little cocky when you cling to him for protection or comfort.

“Don’t worry, Y/n, I’ll protect you!”

The two of you wander around the house together, looking for the source of the sound, you never letting go of his arm as you follow closely behind him.

It turns out that a window had been left open and a strong wind had made it swing open and slam against the wall.

Brahms has laughed at the situation as you secured the window shut but quickly made up for it by wrapping his arms around you and asking if you wanted to cuddle (mainly just because he wanted too).

Bo Sinclair

One of the new ‘visitors’ was making you uncomfortable. You’ve been greeting visitors to Ambrose with Bo for a while now, he insisted that you were the best at making people comfortable and putting them at ease out of the four of you. This one group included one guy, he had been a bit of a flirt but it didn’t bother you too much, making it clear to him that you were taken. He was loud and abrasive, putting you on edge just by being around, and the way he watched and leered at you didn’t help either.

You had tried to keep your distance from him, knowing he wouldn’t be a problem much longer, but you just couldn’t take it any longer.

When Bo wandered over with ‘news’ about their busted car, you clutched his elbow nervously, trying to make it look as casual as possible. 

But Bo noticed your discomfort instantly and knew the cause of it, he had noticed the man’s behaviour as well.

The fact that you clung to him like this, sought him out for protection, makes him smirk a little. But he focuses most of his energy on glaring at the man, smirking some more when the man seems to step back, intimidated.

Bo keeps you close to him after that, always having a hand on you, both to rub your relationship in the man’s face but also to make you feel a little safer.

Vincent Sinclair 

Bo was in a bad mood. Sometimes he got like this, mad about everything for no real reason, and he usually took this out on Vincent. But now that you were around, he liked to take it out on both of you (since Lester wasn’t in town as often). This just meant that the two of you had to stand and listen to him rant, occasionally berating one of you.

You knew that Bo was capable of violence so you couldn’t help but get nervous.

You had reached out for Vincent, clutching the sleeve of his sweater in your hand as you moved closer to him.

Bo snapped and you flinched, sinking behind Vincent slightly, your other hand holding onto his arm as well.

As soon as you reached for him, Vincent moved closer to you, hoping it provided you some sort of comfort or reassurance.

When Bo directed a comment at you, Vincent moved further in front of you, placing himself between you and his twin brother.

He knew how intimidating Bo could be but he was more used to it than you, he wanted to protect you as much as he could.

Lester Sinclair 

Bo was in a bad mood. The latest group of visitors in Ambrose had put up more of a fight than any of you had expected and, even thought everything had turned out well for the four of you, it had put Bo in a bad mood. He was shouting, criticising how you had all handled the situation.

The three of you had listened to his criticism and downright berating you all, but he wasn’t calming down. His voice was raising still and you were getting pretty nervous about what kind of outburst this could lead too.

You had slipped your hand into Lester’s, seeking and providing comfort.

But when Bo snapped at you in particular, you couldn’t help but flinch and step closer to Lester, moving behind him ever so slightly.

He gave your hand a reassuring squeeze as you brought your other hand up to hold onto his arm, clutching his sleeve.

Lester never likes seeing you nervous or afraid, and he wished he could comfort you better in that moment.

Lester isn’t usually an over protective person but whenever you seek him out for comfort and reassurance like this, he feels very protective over you.

He will move slightly further in front of you, though he knows that there isn’t much he could do against Bo.

Bo didn’t get violent, he snapped some more before shouting at you all to get out of his sight.

You and Lester shot Vincent small smiles before he headed back to the wax museum. Lester kept hold of your hand as you headed back to his truck, just wanting to get back home.

Bubba Sawyer

His brothers were being rowdy. It was a common occurrence, Nubbins and ChopTop getting into some kind of trouble. Shouting, running around, arguing, fighting, throwing things, breaking things, just being generally chaotic. You weren’t afraid of the two men, they had become family and you had become somewhat used to their behaviour, but it could still be a lot and leave you worrying that you would accidently get in the way of a plate that one of them threw.

Bubba had walked into the room and as soon as you saw him, you took hold of his arm and brought yourself closer to him.

Of course he was glad to have you close to him but when another item was thrown across the room and you stepped behind him slightly, he realised that you were a little nervous with the energy in the room.

Bubba just frowned, he wasn’t too fond of when his brothers got like this either and he didn’t like that it was making you nervous.

But he’s quick to comfort you and just take you up to his room where it was a little more peaceful.

Billy Lenz 

You had just finished watching a scary movie. The two of you had curled up on the couch together to watch a scary movie and it seemed to have gotten to you much more than it did Billy. The two of you had decided to go to bed, turning off the Tv and standing from the couch. Just as you were about to head up to the bedroom, the sound of somebody shouting to their friend outside made you jump.

You gasped a little, quickly grabbing Billy’s arm and pressing yourself against his side.

Billy couldn’t help but laugh a little to himself at your spooked behaviour.

“It’s okay, Y/n, it was just a film” Billy cooed with a smile on his face. “Billy will protect you!” he was still grinning.

You rolled your eyes at his teasing but kept hold of his hand as you headed upstairs to the bedroom, Billy holding you close and giggling to himself.

He thinks it’s cute when you cling to him or hide behind him slightly, it’s sweet. He thinks it’s adorable and lets you know that, teasing you a little.

Asa Emory (The Collector)

Asa had taken you to the hotel for the first time. You were nervous as soon as you saw the hotel from the outside, knowing what the inside held. Asa had told you it was a dangerous place and to stay close to him, so...you were.

As soon as you stepped inside, you grabbed hold of Asa’s arm and clung to him as he guided you through the large building.

Asa noticed your nervous instantly of course, and he wasn’t too surprised when you grabbed his arm, he had expected you to want to hold his hand or something.

You remained as close as possible while remaining slightly behind him, where you felt safe, as you looked around.

Asa made you feel safe, especially in a place that he knows so well. He can tell that you’re seeking his protection as you cling to him. 

He’s just glad that you’re remaining close as he guides you through the hotel.

He’s very protective of you and he likes how you seek his protection, how you trust him to protect you. Even when he is the person who made the hotel so dangerous in the first place.

Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull)

Preston was acting strange around you. Everyone in Jesse’s organisation treated you with respect and new who you were since you were around so often, and of course you had met Preston. He had been polite and even a little charming when you first met him but he soon began to act in a way that made you uncomfortable. He would stare at you, glaring or leering when Jesse wasn’t around to catch him. You knew why, he was clearly jealous of Jesse and wanted what he had and apparently he wasn’t a fan of Jesse having you either.

Preston had been talking to you, far less than welcomingly, when you came by to visit the office.

As soon as Jesse approached, he changed. Smiling and speaking politely, asking if you came to visit Jesse. That always happened, Preston changing when Jesse showed up to not get caught being rude to you and risking Jesse’s wrath.

As soon as Jesse was in sight, you smile at him. And as soon as he was beside you, you casually took hold of his elbow but seemed to slink behind him ever so slightly.

It was a nervous behaviour, Jesse knew that and noticed it instantly. When you felt uncomfortable, nervous, or even scared, you would hold onto him and stand behind him where you knew you would be safe.

That meant that Preston, the only other person around, must have been making you uncomfortable.

Preston knew that he had been caught from the warning look that Jesse gave him. Jesse would barely acknowledge him before taking a hold of you protectively and whisking you away to his office where he would ask you to tell him everything, leaving Preston as good as dead.

Otis Driftwood

You were at a bar and a fight broke out. You often when to cheap bars with Otis and Baby and those bars were often filled with dodgy people. So, it wasn’t that surprising when a fight between two patrons broke out. These things have a sort of domino effect, other patrons cheering on or joining.

Once the chaos broke out, you grabbed Otis’ arm and pulled yourself behind him slightly. Clinging to his arm to avoid getting pulled into any danger.

Otis enjoys a bit of chaos and violence of course, so he’s more than happy to watch on in amusement but he still doesn’t want you to get hurt.

So when you move behind him, he keeps you there.

It’s thinks it’s cute that you’re clinging to him and hiding behind him, but he will tease you for it, just liking to get you flustered. But he won’t let any harm come to you, you don’t need to worry about that. 

If anyone gets too close, Otis pulls you closer to him, shooting them a threatening glare.

He still stands back and watches the fighting, chuckling to himself, but he will occasionally glance back at you to make sure you’re alright.

As the fighting continues, you cling more so to his arm, eventually slipping a hand into his as your other hand clutches his arm.

A part of him does like that you feel safe and protected by him, he thinks it’s cute.

Baby Firefly

You were at a busy bar. You did enjoy going out with Baby but she always adjusted to loud, busy establishments better than you did. All the bars you visited tended to be filled with questionable characters but tonight the bar was filled with rowdy patrons.

Baby didn’t seem to mind but it was a lot, and you were a little worried about losing her in the crowd.

So, you reached out and wrapped your hand around her arm, moving closer so that you were right behind her as she guided you to the bar.

She noticed your slight anxiety when you reached the bar and you didn’t release her arm, still keeping yourself close to her.

“Don’t worry, doll. I got ya” Baby grinned as she slipped her hand into yours, happy to keep hold of your hand if you need some reassurance and comforting.

Will hold your hand the whole night if you want. She just thinks you’re adorable and teases you playfully about it.

Yautja (Predator)

You were watching some other Yautjas sparring. Your mate had shown you around his home planet, had introduced you to other Yautjas, and now he had taken you too see a pair of Yautjas training and sparring with each other.

You weren’t scared, nor did you think that you were going to get hurt while watching on, but the creatures were aggressive and rarely held back even when training or sparring.

You hadn’t even noticed as you shuffled closer to your mate, holding onto the strong arm that you shifted behind.

Instantly your mate looked down at you, concerned that you had become afraid.

But you were still watching on curiously, a more nervous side of you simply seeking the comfort and protection that only he can provide.

He’ll pull you a little closer, standing tall and protective as you clung to his arm, watching the sparring match from a place of safety.

He doesn’t worry. You’re safe and you know that you’re safe when you’re with him, but he does think it’s pretty cute. His sweet little human mate.

[thetravelingmaster]

Anonymity - Shield or Weapon?

The most common thing among us in this community is Anonymity. We all use it to some degree when indulging our Kinks. Our first and foremost reason to do it is, of course, to keep us safe as we explore this strange and for some, embarrassing kinky world of non conventional arousal. The internet is a heaven for everyone to learn and explore ANYTHING their hearts may find desirable.

Are identities aren't needed to indulge and discover new things about ourselves. You can call yourself Jack, Jill, Fran or Hornybabyslut. It doesn't matter. It helps create a sense of security that enables you to dive into what ever kink you feel you can't indulge in your every day life.

And even if you can indulge IRL and are fully accepted as the kinkster that you are, Anonymity affords you a a free shield for you to protect your wonderful life from the dark and ill intentioned predators constantly surfing the World Wide Web for prey.

Anonymity isn't bad at all. It's recommended.

Exploring and enjoying our different kinks can lead you to wonderful and emotional places. Places you may not go if you couldn't be someone else.

Anonymity is a perfect and accepted shield we all carry.

But it doesn't mean you can't be yourself. It doesn't mean you can't be honest and true with yourself and the people you engage with.

You can call yourself Gina64 and be a full on kinky bimbo slut that talks and acts so dumb and dirty that the people you engage with online think you are nothing more. If that is your way to explore and escape, there is nothing wrong with that. You can become anyone you wish once you fire up your phone or your computer.

That is the beauty of this wonderful and dark internet.

When all is said and done, Gina64 is just a persona you try on. She may or may not have the same beliefs as you promote in your every day life. That's perfectly fine.

Anonymity offers that possibility. That safety...

However...

Anonymity can also be a weapon.

That same safety can protect the bad people that are looking to take advantage of others.

Just like a sword, it can be used to defend and protect as well as divide and conquer. It all depends on who wields it and what they choose to do with the sword in their hands.

My point is very simple: Anonymity doesn't half to mean that you can be 100% yourself.

For the purpose of this post, I'm going to exclude the people that come here to become someone else. It can be a very therapeutic and I definitely not saying that being a completely different person online is wrong in anyway.

Well not in itself...

And that's what I mean. You can play at being fun and fluffy or dark and brooding, what ever fills your cup of tea. As long as you are being honest with yourself about why you are doing it.

The problem I have tonight as I write these lines is when the kink in question involves hypnosis. Not fun roleplaying, but REAL hypnosis and subsequent play.

You have to be very honest and open to engage in that sort of kink and Anonymity can offer you that safe space to indulge from.

BUT ANONYMITY DOESN'T MEAN YOU ARE BEING DISHONEST.

Being dishonest has nothing to do with anonymity and here is an example of what I mean. Say Our Gina64 is into hypnosis. Say she searches out potential erotic hypnotists online to explore and indulge that itch. She can call herself Gina64 and be a dude. It doesn't really matter as long as you are being honest and about the level of things you wish to reveal to the hypnotist.

If you are being honest with yourself and the person you are engaging with, no harm no foul.

But say that Gina64 doesn't want to reveal that he is in fact a guy. It could be fine if the hypnotist doesn't care. But what if the reason you are engaging in hypnosis is to experience erotic hypnosis? And that Gina64 leads the hypnotist on being saying again and again that they are a girl. For all of us, erotic hypnosis in our Kink community is arousing and erotic for both parties. So a hypnotist that decides to engage and offer erotic hypnosis to Gina64 while under the impression that he is a she when in fact they are a HE...

Well... That can create confusing and even dangerous things down the road. If the connection develops and more and more the hypnotist is made to believe in this falsehood, then it creates an invisible rift between them. A very dishonest rift...

A rift that can actually hurt... Especially if the hypnosis kink also includes flavours of Domination and submission. We all know and understand that D/s play can stir up incredibly powerful emotions. As the lies pile on to covert up more lies, the cycle becomes deeper and darker with every dishonest reply.

Until Gina64 finds himself in a position where the lies have boxed him in and he has to bail out instead of admitting to everything he led the hypnotist to believe and experience.

And I'm not even going to talk about people who create elaborate and complex fake personas to actively catfish people...

I'm not saying that all people who indulge in hypnokink and D/s play should always reveal everything about themselves, far from it.

What I'm saying is that you just have to be HONEST as to what type of person you are and what you want to experience. Our community can be very open minded. It's the very nature of our kink.

And anonymity provides the perfect way to be 100% true to yourself without fear or worries.

To properly demonstrate how one can be completely anonymous and still be incredibly honest, I'm going to talk about friend @qu1etsleep.

Theo is an incredible human being and hypnotist that is, like me, adamant about keeping his online life separate from his offline life. He doesn't shy away from telling anyone who contacts him that Theo isn't his real name and that there is no respectful way in hell that you'll ever get a glimpse or a clue as to who he really is.

His Anonymity is a shield meant to keep the lines clear between his hobby and his life. We all do that in some form or another.

I might not know Theo's true name and identity, but I do know that if I were to ever sit in a cafe somewhere and end up chatting with the man behind the blog, then those 2 persons would be identical.

I'd have the same exact conversations and learn about all the exact same opinions Theo and the man in front of me share.

Because even though his name has changed, he will still be the same person. he just changed out his name tag. Nothing else changed.

Theo is authentic with himself and with everyone that takes the time to talk with him. His Anonymity doesn't affect or change that at all. It just offers him the same safety we all crave.

This authenticity is what makes him, in my humble opinion, a terrific and accomplished 'amateur' hypnotist. Make no mistake, he is no rookie and he WILL drop you if the rapport is there. Authentic and Anonymous...

That is what this community needs above all else.

Some of you MIGHT just understand why I'm ranting about all this tonight, and you would be right. I've felt the sting of this double edged sword and it took others to help me see just how far down the fake rabbit hole I had been led into.

But now I'm out, dusting off the creepiness of the experience and moving on.

So by all means, soak yourselves in Anonymity until people in our kink community aren't even sure who you are...

But BE HONEST. And if you do, I think you'll find even more incredible people and exquisite experiences to be had. You'd be surprised how much someone can accept and understand.

As a point of fact, if the person you are trying to let into your mind isn't opened minded enough to accept your own authenticity, then perhaps you should seriously rethink the fact that you are giving them the keys to your mental palace.

There is no gain from being dishonest and stringing people along.

Unless that is the pleasure you are seeking here... If that is the case, then maybe you should start understanding that you are no better than a full blown predator.

And that is something our community needs the least of all.

We are all searching and indulging ourselves in our forbidden and delicious kinks, there is nothing wrong with that.

Enjoy your safe and secure anonymity, but do it responsibly and above all, do it while being honest with yourself and others.

[yinses]

college au! headcanons

gojo satoru, geto suguru & nanami kento

rqst: college au for nanami, geto and gojo?

a/n: so i divided it into three categories to help keep my head straight. honestly almost straight kicked gojo out of college bc i couldn’t decide on a major for him. the jjk discord server is heaven sent for my sanity. ty everyone again 🌺

last time i should have to post these. hoping everything is fine now. 

gojo satoru

MAJOR

—he starts off undecided for a long time. the fact that he’s on scholarship allows him to be more flexible with his classes given that he’s not responsible for costs. he grew up with expectations from his family but university is suppose to be his opportunity to spread his own wings and grow from his experiences.

—so he tries a bit of everything- sciences, music and social studies- anything to prompt a spark. (took a business class once and made a point to sit next to nanami everyday just to annoy him) by his second year he’s getting as frustrated as his counselor because if he doesn’t decide soon he’ll be a potential 5th year senior.

—he’s overthinking it but gojo wants to invest in what he believes will make the most significant impact to his ability. his counselor takes those crumbs and runs with it.

—he gets steered towards political science and actually excels at it (that advisor gets a raise). surprises most of the class with his analytical skills because they thought he was just a pretty boy- surprise he’s beautiful and smart.

—develops a vested interest in governmental policies. might run for president one day idk. brings donuts to his early am class. doesn’t share.

SOCIAL

—he’s not the jock per say, but as the star athlete of the basketball team, the school likes to take advantage of his image to draw in sponsors.

—his face is plastered all over the auditorium whether they’re in season or not. sometimes it’s not even to promote basketball, gojo is pretty and they’re not afraid to use it. which also makes him one of the most recognizable faces on campus.

—due to his student athlete contract, he’s not allowed to sign autographs freely in the event they’re attempted to be sold as quick cash. but yikes, he can barely walk to class without someone stopping him for a picture. to the best of his ability he tries to laugh it off, poster boy image and all, but it gets pretty fucking old and annoying quickly. especially when it makes him late for his next lesson and the instructor shows no sympathy.

—his height didn’t only help him get into basketball, but its also convenient when it comes to shouldering politely through the student masses. his golden rule is don’t make eye contact. the busier the crowds the easier it is for him to pretend like he could’t possibly have heard them.

—gojo doesnt scout fraternities, fraternities scout him. but he’s not interested in the slightest. as an athlete he already gets into any social circle he wants without the additional effort. that and he doesnt think he could tolerate an alpha male trying to exert his dominance without barking back.

—loves to show up to parties but always arrives late enough to the point where they don’t think he’s coming. it helps him slip in when he wants too. he’s a connoisseur of all alcohol varieties and a master of beer bong. he’s not necessarily the life of the party but his presence is kind of hard to miss.

RELATIONSHIPS

—he gets too much attention to date casually. most potential suitors are in it more for the benefits they receive than him anyway. he’s got enough on his plate with career indecisiveness and games to try to pursue anything serious before third year.

—he’s not completely celibate though. he tries to keep the same partners as long as he can. not only to keep himself clean and safe but because he often goes into an agreement to keep it casual. sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. either way he gets coined as a ‘heartbreaker’ before the end of his freshman year. frankly the rumors obscure most of the truth and give him more freedom. people always expect that he’s with someone even when he’s not, which helps keep his invasive teammates off his back.

—gojo can easily graduate without securing something tangible but there is still a window for potential.

—you’re both his consistent classmate and occasional friends with benefits. its the former title that keeps bringing him back around. he cant exactly avoid you without subjecting himself to 8am classes. it helps that the sex is good too.

—he can text you an offer to study together for the next test and roll over after an hour and wreck you for the rest of the week. its hard to tell who gets addicted first but he does appreciate the way your skin looks when youre wearing his marks.

geto suguru

MAJOR

—he’s a STEM kid, particularly interested in bio-genetics to improve overall health. he believes that simply becoming a physician just keeps the issue at bay and his goal is to eradicate the problem at its source.

—since high school he’s been cataloging different programs across the country before deciding what he wanted and putting all his efforts into it. so it’s no surprise when he gets in.

—geto doesn’t need counselors but they’re required so he listens to them prattle on about using university as an opportunity to explore. this man came in with more college credits than most sophomores, he knows what he wants.

—always on-time to class and never misses an assignment. also that kid who goes above and beyond, even on the simple stuff. he rarely gets teased about it, not even behind his back. geto straight up scares some people even when he’s smiling.

—not afraid to correct teachers when they’re wrong. in fact he lives for it.

—he’s the one who graduated early and starts his master’s program before most of his age group declare their own majors.

SOCIAL

—he tends to frequent the same circles- handpicking his acquaintances out of class rosters, clubs and honor lists. he’s less in it for the friendship and more so to scout for potential research partners.

—met gojo in one of his science electives and literally carried him through the class. they somehow end up friends but only really hang out at each other’s places- bunch of chill movie nights and pizza.

—there is no interest in fraternities, but he does join university funded clubs that allow him to further his research. they give him unique access to labs, take him on trips to different conventions and have an alumni list a kilometer long for future collaborations.

—the man does not party but he will occasionally slip into quieter bars to ease some of his frustrations. he actually enjoys karaoke thursdays , not to sing for himself but the drunken antics of others bring him some amusement.

—smokes weed occasionally, but only his own product. it helps him relaxand fan out the stress. he never sells it but sometimes gojo nicks some of his stash. given that he gets drug tested often, geto doesn’t know how the athlete never gets caught.

RELATIONSHIPS

—not interested in seeking out relationships in the slightest. the man has a plan and he’s already married to it.

—he’s not completely immune to sexual advances though and occasionally splurges but none of the friends with benefits crap. he’ll hit it once and stay celibate for the rest of the year easily.

—you might be able to squeeze in as his fellow lab partner. remain invested in the work and not him and he’ll start noticing the little details of your company- the way you subtle perfume lingers on his lab coat hours after you’ve adorned for the day, how he knows you have to keep your hair up for safety precautions but he thinks about running his fingers through it daily and your mind, damn, he wonders what else you can come up with when he has you laid out on his sheets.

—if he’s interested, geto won’t hesitate to broach the topic. he’ll ask you out for coffee and when you try to bring up research he’ll be upfront about his attraction. ultimately if you start dating the two of you are an absolute unit- not that you weren’t before.

—you’re the one variable he didn’t plan for but he’s glad to have added you to the equation.

nanami kento

MAJOR

—he was made for the business world, brought by a CEO who raised him to inherit the company. administration major marketing minor.

—takes initiative in all his classes and is often coined as group leader for projects. mostly keeps to himself  and only speaks up when prompted or disagrees with something.

—he takes the earliest sessions possible because it means less people more often than not. doesn’t really care if its in the front, middle or back but always sits near the edge.

—doesn’t really want to but it looks good on his resume so he joins the marketing team where they present mock business plans for competitions. they win a lot. nanami honestly doesn’t care. but again it looks good.

—it only took him a brief summer internship to learn that he found nothing satisfying about board meetings and macro management.

—he decides to invest in law school to handle the company from a legal standpoint instead.

SOCIAL

— sort of like geto, only wants to make friends on a need be basis.

—he would rather keep to himself but knows the benefits of socializing so he interacts with his frequent classmates when he can- through study groups or car pooling to seminars.

—he does join a fraternity, its the same one his father did (and uncles, cousins, whatnot. its a generational thing). its geared towards bettering future leaders. they focus building resumes, charity events and run the organization like a proper business. nanami gets elected president by his third year and runs two terms.

—the only parties he attends are networking events- full of wine and fancy horderves. wine is plentiful but he’s always nursing a scotch on top of his headache. if one more person squeezes their stocks into a conversation he’s going to personally take down the whole market

—zero interest in college party life. spends some of his downtime at the campus theater watching old time movies and classic plays.

—he’s the coffee shop hoe. he wakes up early sometimes just to sit by the window and read some casual literature. has his own thermo that gives him free refills to cart to class. do not talk to this man before he’s had his caffeine.

RELATIONSHIP

—he probably has a high school sweetheart that he’s still clinging too, whether on the same campus or long distance. it helps him because he can’t really see himself pursuing a relationship while focusing on school.

—he’s been with you long enough that you understand his ambitions and won’t feel bested by them. the two of you have a system- starting the day off with sweet ‘good morning’ texts before class and ending the day with long conversations as you digest the last 12 hours.

—nanami is independent but he is thankful to have you to rely on when classes start to overwhelm him. the two of try to escape briefly for the weekend when you can. often going to near by reservations just to get off campus

—other times the two of you will cuddle close on your dorm bed, his long fingers combing through your hair while he reads over some notes for class.

—sometimes you have to be the one to tell him to take a break and to enjoy life while he can. even if that means dragging him the events and concerts hosted on campus. he resists at first but you can see the tension ebbing away as the night comes to a close.

—the two of you start living together in your senior year just because you can. he insists on buying a house. not only because he can afford it because it can be rented out after graduation. always the business man.

[true-blue-megamind]

FAN THEORY SUPPOSITION SUNDAY: The Warden

SPOILER WARNING!  It’s still a thing, and, if you haven’t yet, you still need to watch Megamind.  (If you have seen it already, however, you need to see it again.  Because it’s awesome.)

Yes, yes, the post is three days late this time.  Real life has to take priority and such. So sue me.  (Don’t really do that.  LOL!)

For that same reason—or more accurately because this week has exhausted me—I will attempt to make this post shorter than usual.  We’ll see how that goes.  My money is on “not well.”  LOL.

Anyway, today we’re going to look at a subject that often divides the Megamind fandom: the Warden and his relationship with Megamind. There are several fan theories—I mean, suppositions—surrounding this, but I’m going to be focusing on a few of the main ones.

The first of these is that the Warden was actually a father figure to Megamind when he was young, allowing him to be raised in jail not out of cruelty or disinterest, but because it was the only way to keep him safe from shadowy government agencies that otherwise would have performed all sorts of experiments on the blue alien.  This both accounts for why a child would be allowed to grow up in what is clearly a high-security prison for dangerous adult criminals—something that, admittedly, needs some sort of explanation—and fits with widely accepted sci-fi and comic book tropes. (From Area 51 to mysterious “Men in Black” type organizations, fiction is full of government agencies created to study extraterrestrial life and technology.)  Some even go so far as to suggest that the Warden may have tried to adopt Megamind officially, but was blocked from doing so by these same entities. On top of this, such an idea also offers room to re-imagine the Warden as a much more interesting, complex, and sympathetic character.  Indeed, there has been some excellent fan fiction written about this pseudo-parental relationship.

Art: Fathers And Sons Day by tabbydragon

There is some evidence to support this.  The first is that, although the Warden behaves harshly toward Megamind in the “jail-break” scene near the beginning of the film, Megamind himself seems to be trying to engage in a playful exchange: pranking the older man, wishing him a good morning, and even teasing him.  While some say that this is simply Megamind’s personality as well as his determination to always appear indominable, others suggest that, perhaps, the blue man is trying to recapture a lost amiability between himself and the prison Warden.  It is possible that, when he was younger and less villainous, Megamind might have exchanged friendly jokes and greetings with the man in charge of the jail he called home.  It has even been suggested that the Warden is so hard on the blue man at the beginning of the film not because he hates Megamind, but because Megamind’s life choices have hurt and alienated his father figure. This idea finds some support in the facts that, when Megamind leaves jail to confront Titan, the Warden wished him good luck, and at the end of the movie, that same man seems genuinely happy as he watches the television broadcast of his one-time prisoner being named Defender of Metro City.  Finally, there is some evidence from the comics which, although not truly considered canon, as I’ve mentioned before, do offer some material for fan theories.  In the “episode” entitled Bad Minion! Bad! Megamind runs into the Warden in a bar, and the latter offers the former advice.  There is certainly a somewhat fatherly feel to the scene.

The second theory is exactly the opposite: that the Warden either did not care for or outright disliked the former supervillain.  Unfortunately, as fun as the Warden/Father Figure concept is, this second, darker idea has far stronger evidence to support it in the film itself.  (Try not to hate me, everyone.)  These clues range from the obvious to the subtle, but there are quite a few of them to be found.

During the first scene in which we see Warden interact with Megamind, he doesn’t behave like an angry, disappointed father—at least not a good one.  He isn’t merely surly toward Megamind; he is absolutely nasty. The Warden verbally condemns the alien, telling him that he’ll “always be a villain,” and essentially steals what he believes is a gift for the blue man, even taunting him by saying: “I think I’ll keep it!”  This hardly seems like the actions of someone who once felt any sort of affection for the extraterrestrial.  That same portion of the movie holds another clue as well: the screens monitoring Megamind’s brain activity.  Indeed, in original concept art for the film, the system appears both more invasive and more nightmarish.  It seems that, far from protecting Megamind, the Warden may have actually allowed him to be experimented upon.

Next, there is the newspaper article at the beginning of the title sequence, which bears the headline “Hometown Boy Makes Bad.” It’s hard to see what the paper says, of course, even if you bother to really notice it, but luckily for us Liz (Demishock) wrote a wonderfully thorough blog post which, among other things, provides a transcript of the “news story.”  In it, the Warden is quoted as referring to young Megamind as a born villain as well as abnormal.  

You don't know this kid. I've watched the little criminal since he was in diapers. This kid is just a bad seed. I've got experienced, hardened criminals in here who are afraid of him - I mean, have you seen the size of his head?…  It's not like he's a normal kid… I mean, have you gotten a good look at his gigantic blue head? I don't know where you come from, but where I come it's just not right.

Granted, there seems to be some truth to what the Warden is saying, as the article also mentions that Megamind, who can hardly have been more than seven years old at the time, has basically been put into solitary confinement for the safety of other prisoners following an unnamed incident, adding that the other inmates “refused to point fingers for fear of retaliation.”  (This fits with the fan theory that young Megamind would have had to both fight and develop a fearsome reputation in order to protect himself. You can read more about that in the post How Strong is Megamind?) However, the Warden seems to dwell a lot on the fact that Megamind looks alien, and he displays an obvious dislike for the young boy.

Finally, there is evidence hidden in the school scene, although it’s easy to miss. In an amazing two-part video series, Megamind: A City of Deception. YouTuber The Theorizer illustrates several hidden clues about Megamind’s early life and how it it led him to embrace villainy.  (I will very likely write another post going into more detail about that at a later date.)  One thing that The Theorizer discovered is a seemingly innocuous detail in the background during the popcorn scene.  Take a moment to examine the images below.  Look closely at the blackboard and you’ll see a paper cut out of a school bus.  Look even more closely at that and you’ll find something odd: the bus is full of crayon-drawn children except for one figure: an adult male, riding in the back of the bus, who looks suspiciously like the Warden as he appears at the beginning of the film. 

In a movie where so much attention is given to small things—I mean, seriously, the animation team actually went through the trouble to write a news story for a paper that was on the screen less than ten seconds—this cannot possibly be a coincidence.  (You can learn more about the artists’ amazing dedication to detail in my post What’s Hidden in the Animation?)  Although it is vaguely possible that Megamind, painfully aware of how much his appearance was despised, chose to draw the Warden’s face instead of his own, most fans believe there is a darker reason for this oddity.  

Think about it: the Li’l Gifted School for Li’l Gifted Kids is built close by a jail with a strangely similar name: Metro City Prison for the Criminally Gifted.   It’s clearly a small academy, yet the only two known aliens in the city—who, by the way, have extremely different social backgrounds—both just happen to attend there.  And now the prison warden appears to be somehow involved with the elementary school?  It’s bizarre.  Add to this the fact that the young alien adopted by a privileged family—a boy who possessed super-strength and laser vision—seemed inclined to be a bully, (as is made obvious by the kickball scene,) and a disturbing fan theory emerges.  Adults realized that Wayne Smith, the child who would eventually become Metro Man, might prove dangerous if left unchecked, and came up with a plan to turn him into a hero instead.  Wayne was showered with praise, conditioning him to seek public approval, but a superhero needs a nemesis.  The strange-looking, unwanted blue boy who’d already been labeled a criminal would have seemed like the obvious choice.  If this is true, then Megamind was purposefully, albeit covertly, groomed to become a supervillain from a young age, and the Warden played a major role in doing that.

So there you have it.  Two competing fan theories concerning the Warden’s connection with Megamind.  Both have some evidence supporting them, and there are fans who are firmly dedicated to one or the other.  Which is true?  Did the Warden care for Megamind like a son but distance himself when the boy turned to villainy?  Or did he judge and despise Megamind but come around to liking him when he finally realized what sort of person the blue man was deep down?  The fact is that those questions can be argued for hours on end.  No matter which of these suppositions you prefer, however, the mere fact that even a minor supporting character is complex enough to offer room for this debate speaks to the impressive amount of work and devotion that went into creating this amazing animated film.

[shaolin-spin-doctor]

Well seeing Kung Lao die like that was expected but horrifying. So do you mind if I ask for something cozy and fluffy, like how the different Kung Lao's fall asleep with their s/o. Kind of in the same style you wrote how the different Kung Lao's kiss headcanons you do a little while ago.

DON'T WORRY, ANON. I'm so happy you chose sleep headcanons, because the boy deserves to rest easy. And, y'know, be alive and not torn in half.

The original Kung Lao loves to have strict routines for everything, and going to bed is no exception. He'll repeat the same steps in a very specific order every night - recite his prayers, get his sleepwear on, make sure the curtains are half closed in just the right way, blow off all the candles save for the ones near the door, check the room for good measure... and then he'll lie down next to his S/O, gently take their face between his hands, and tell them just how much he loves them as he caresses their jawline with his calloused thumbs, his motions so soft they're akin to butterlies fluttering against his partner's skin. The adoring look on his face never seems to fade no matter how much time goes on, and after he's done showering his S/O with poetic compliments only the most well-read White Lotus could come up with, he'll press a soft, sweet kiss to their lips and gently coax them into resting their head on his chest, because he just can't fall asleep if he doesn't feel the familiar pressure and warmth of his beloved sleeping close to him. The process has been pretty much the same for years, but it never gets old.

More often than not, Shaolin Monks Lao just passes out the second he does as much as touch the bed, so he's almost always out like a rock by the time his S/O enters their shared bedroom. It is them who has to move him so he isn't hoarding all the space and then pull the bedsheets up to cover him before pressing a goodnight kiss to his forehead, which sometimes results in him smiling like an idiot and mumbling incoherently in his sleep right after. His S/O finds this absolutely adorable, especially when they tell him about it the next day and he blushes madly while trying to deny everything; he might pretend to be angry, citing how he wouldn't do such a thing, but deep down he really appreciates his partner looking out for him when he's in such a vulnerable state. Once in a blue moon, when the roles are reversed and it's Lao who finds his S/O fast asleep on the couch, he'll make sure to return the favor by carrying them to bed and tucking them in, and then he'll proceed to tease them about it for a very long time afterwards. It's only fair.

MK2021 Kung Lao is an expert at making his S/O melt at any moment, and bedtime is no exception. He'll pull them close and ghost his fingers down their back as he whispers compliments with that charming voice of his, gradually getting closer and closer to their face before pressing faint kisses all over it, leaving no spot untouched; the way he embraces and caresses his partner is almost possessive, making sure there's no space between either of their bodies and keeping his arms firmly wrapped around their frame, as if they could vanish at any moment if he let them go. You might chalk it up to his more dominant personality, and while it's definitely part of the reason why he does it, he also knows danger is constantly lurking just around the corner and wants to make sure his beloved is safe, always - it's the only way he can rest easy.

Current timeline young Lao is all about cuddles. Really, it doesn't matter who falls asleep in which position - his partner burying their face in his neck, or him resting his head on their shoulder, or both of them sprawled haphazardly on the bed, appearing as nothing but a tangle of limbs to onlookers - as long as he can feel his S/O's contact, he'll fall asleep without much effort. This isn't limited to bedtime, as you can often find him dozing off during training breaks courtesy of his partner's gentle touch, or slowly falling asleep on their thighs, humming contentedly as they rub his back; he won't even deny it if you try and tease him about it, because come on, his S/O's hands are simply magical and you wouldn't even survive a second of their caresses (unlike him, of course).

Old Lao might've matured enough to become more calm and collected when it comes to seeking out and giving affection, but the one thing that will always make him melt is his S/O touching his hair. His braid has become quite long by this point, so it takes a bit longer than usual to undo it... And his S/O is more than happy to help him with it. It's become sort of a bedtime ritual - both of them will sit down on the bed and talk about their day while his partner slowly frees his hair from his signature plait, and Lao will ocassionally turn around and press a soft, sweet kiss to their lips and tell them how well they're doing. If his S/O has a braid of their own, or any other fancy hairdo that needs to be undone before bed, he'll gladly help them out with it as well, the smooth and skillful movement of his fingers never failing to help them relax after a long day. Once it's done, they'll both kiss tenderly one last time before lying down and falling asleep together, fingers intertwined, foreheads touching, a silent display of their love that lasts until one of them inevitably wakes up.

Revenant Kung Lao has some trouble sleeping with his S/O initially. Between the dark thoughts that just won't leave his mind alone and the shame and anxiety that come with having become a monster - who wants to wake up with a zombie by their side? - he finds it quite hard to bring himself to rest, but his partner's affection always manages to make him relax enough for him to fall asleep regardless. He just can't help it - he know's he's leeching off their warmth, and he knows touching him isn't the most pleasant feeling, either, but he's just missed his S/O's contact so much, and their embrace gives him a familiar sense of security and safety he hadn't felt in decades, and he can't bring himself to tell them to stop, even if it makes him feel guilty. As time goes on and he learns to fully control his inhuman tendencies, however, he starts coming to terms with his condition, which in turn makes him a little bit more confident when it comes to returning his partner's loving gestures during bedtime, something he had kept at a minimum given his crippling loss of self-esteem. It's a slow but steady process, and by the time he becomes able to appear human, he's back to being the cuddle-happy man his S/O knows and loves, albeit a lot more delicate in his approach. His favorite way to fall asleep is still in his lover's embrace, though.

[helahades]

LETS TALK: BUCKY AND STEVE AS DOG OWNERS

BUCKY

specifically is drawn to terrors. i cannot help but imagine him w a chihuahua or pom. imagine bucky just walking around with a little ball of hell in his arm. he’s half asleep. they both just woke up at the same time but from the minute her eyes open she is ready to go. he pours his cereal w little feral teeth chewing on his tiddie

that one dog that will scream up hell whenever you walk by? you know the one? she melts into a soft little puddle with him. she will sit on his shoulder, on his head, sprawled in his lap.

it isn’t that he chooses chaos incarnate in dogs... but..look at that face... look at her wild eyes. what If no one adopts her? being loud is no reason to be alone! sometimes when she barks so much at nothing he screams back. or he says. honey i hear it but there’s no one there!!it’s okay. I love you—there’s no in between

there is something to be said...we are all thinking it. Bucky does not like at all to hear a dog or any creature referred to as a monster. there is no irredeemable animal. in some alternate timeline, bucky rehabs fight dogs.

does he care about training? yes. in as far as it matters for the dogs health and behavior and such. he has a voice^tm. she knows when it’s time to listen and time to stop. she knows when to go quiet. for their safety she has to. she is trained in ways that are necessary...

...but he will not try to make his little hurricane docile or extra calm in her day to day temperament, he would rather laugh at her trying to bite through metal when his arm shifts

STEVE

he is... the humble and righteous pet owner. easy “alpha” so to speak. the sort of guy that gets instant respect from animals and trains them well. you’ve given that one rottie treats for five years straight? unimportant. he would rather run around with Steve until the sun sets after meeting him ONCE

I really don’t know much about dogs but I could totally see him with one of those herding breeds, a breed that requires a lot of stimulation and mental challenge. his dog goes on runs, would fetch the paper, does tricks and the works

in some alternate timeline, Steve has a farm and wakes to do farm chores w his little son. there’s an agility course Steve built by hand the length of his land, and baby mushes into a pile of tenderness seeking belly rubs when Steve gets proud at the end

steve has ENTIRE conversations with him. you’ll wake up from a nap and wonder who the HELL is he talking to. the dog. “are you kidding me buddy? every time I come to the fridge you know you can’t look at me like you’ve never eaten in your life. im serious!”—

steve is the kind that had a strict no dogs in the bed rule, but two weeks in had no pillow to his name and a tail wrapped around his neck in the night. he starts old fashioned. he’s the kind to even say... yes we need a dog for security purposes and such...yes very practical but it’s just a dog. you beg him for the dog but overnight he ends up being Steve’s angel, following each time he goes outside

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[adorablelokie]

Who is hunting who, or alternatively, is Loki going after Sylvie or is Sylvie seeking out Loki?

So far we’ve ‘seen’ Sylvie make an appearance in 6 different scenes: 

- The one where she set the field on fire and knocked out TVA agents

- The one where she’s fighting the agents by the elevator in the TVA building

- The one where she’s spying on Loki and the TVA on surveillance cameras

- The one where she’s running away through a fog

- The one where she’s sitting with Loki by a small industrial lake

- The one where she’s doing a flip in a poorly lit room in a mysterious palace

And surprisingly, Loki has been around for at least 5 out of those 6 scenes. Let me show you:

1. The one where she sets the field on fire and knocks out the TVA agents.

This is a scene where Loki is probably not involved or present at all and is the lone exception. In fact this seems like an introduction scene of a mysterious antagonist of the show who will later on be revealed to be Sylvie.

I’m fairly convinced this scene happens in episode 1 since she’s still keeping her identity hidden. Judging by bts videos she takes off her cloak at some point during the mall scene which is set for episode 2.

Plus Derek Russo, who according to IMDb is only appearing in episode 1, is also involved in this scene as the unknown TVA agent who gets dragged away while he was reaching out for the orange canister.

tl;dr: No Loki here, introduction of Sylvie the enemy of the TVA and first hints of what she’s after. Likely (thanks to her cloak and a fellow actor) this happens in episode 1.

2.  The one where she’s fighting the agents by the elevator in the TVA building

This is a scene where Loki actually is around. In the trailer #2 we saw Sylvie fighting two agents by the elevator in what is obviously, the TVA building.

But we also saw an alert Loki cautiously walking down a, rather monotone looking corridor. Judging by the markings on the wall this is also set in the TVA HQ.

Perhaps one’s first impression would be that Loki went rogue and is trying to escape his TVA ‘friends’, but it doesn’t appear that that’s the case. In the following shot we see a knocked out TVA agent just...lying there on the ground and Loki is, with his knives drawn, slowly making his way towards them, not away from them as he would if he was the one responsible for the poor agent’s state.

It appears that Loki is approaching the commotion/danger and is following the source of the fight. In this case I believe Loki is chasing down Sylvie, who has broken into the TVA HQ for reasons unknown. Perhaps to steal something that would allow he to travel through space and time. She does seem to be after something (note: orange canisters). But I doubt he knows about her identity just yet. I think Loki will find out who she is at the same time as the audience will, meaning, it’ll probably happen in episode 2.

tl;dr: Sylvie is in the building, Loki is there too, following the ‘crumbs’ she left behind and this might be the first time Loki and Sylvie interact in the show and/or are in close proximity.

3. The one where she’s spying on Loki and the TVA on surveillance cameras

A pretty easy one! The TVA and Loki enter the ROXXCART shopping mall (apparently, according to Decatur) it’s a scene set in 2050. They evacuate some people, but they also seem to get involved in a fight. Or at least Loki does as a random guy attacks him and he gets laid out by a roomba. No worries though, as Loki ultimately gets his revenge and knocks him out.

But from the safety of ROXXCART’s security room, Sylvie’s watching the events unfurl before her, still safely hidden in her oversized cloak (also is there a reason other that suspense for her to be so hidden? Can she not shapeshift or magically change her appearance?). I previously theorised that she might be capable of telepathically influencing people and might be behind Loki’s little roomba fight.

Thanks to bts videos and photos we know that at some point during this mall confrontation Sylvie has a rather flippant looking conversation with Hunter B-15 and this time, she doesn’t wear any sort of garments over her head. She’s no longer hiding who she is, but earlier, while she was watching surveillance cameras she was still wearing her cloak, so this is probably the scene when we get our first full glimpse of her.

Ultimately at some point after defeating the mighty roomba guy, Loki seems to realise he has an opportunity to escape and takes it, jumping through a portal waiting for him. Mobius and co are running after him, but too late, Loki’s gone. For now?

I wonder if the portal was opened by Loki himself orrrrr.....if maybe Sylvie’s to blame, and kind of helped him out there. After all, by watching trailer #2 we know she’s aware of the portals and likely knows how to use them.

tl;dr: Loki, Mobius and the TVA are in Roxxcart mall. Sylvie’s there too, being a stalker and watching them on cameras. Loki has a fight, Sylvie has a convo with Hunter B-15 and at some point Loki escapes. Our first look at Sylvie and this might be Loki’s first real confrontation with her. 

4. The one where she’s running away through a fog

This one is my favorite moment because I don’t think many have noticed that the scene of Sylvie running away from chaos through fog might happen on the same planet/realm/place as Loki’s magical fight on a moving bar (possibly a fancy train? A bus?)

Admittedly, this one is hard to see, but if you watch the trailer (or if you watch it frame by frame), please spare a glance at the mysterious bulky figure running straight at her on the left of your screen. 

The shrouded-in-foggy-mystery-figure seems to be wearing the exact same type of pointy, very Daft Punk looking helmets as the figures of authority Loki’s fighting off in a moving bar. They also seem to be wielding some type of a staff resembling weapon, which was also seen in the scene where Loki’s fighting, using his magic.

Even the overall fancy aesthetic looks similar to the one of Sylvie running through fog. 

Even the type of font is similar/exactly the same.

tl;dr: Sylvie and Loki are both in the same place. Sylvie’s escaping a commotion possibly caused by her and Loki’s fighting off what seem to be figures of authority in that place. 

5. The one where she’s sitting with Loki by a small industrial lake

This one is by far the easiest as they’re literally sitting inches across from each other. Where exactly they are it’s unknown, but they’re sitting by what seems to be an industrial lake (drainage/sewer pipes on their far right) and with lights illuminating the entire place.

At first it’s just Sylvie, but then Loki joins her. Looking at the given scenes it seems like she’s waiting for him.

Whatever’s going on in this scene I feel like it’s going to be emotionally heavy one. I think this is the scene where we actually find out who Sylvie truly is, what’s her real agenda. It might also be the first proper ‘ok, let’s sit down and talk’ moment between Loki and Sylvie. It gives me those vibes.

Also, they’re clearly not enemies at this point, in fact, judging by their close proximity and body language, it seems like they’re on okayish, maybe even friendly terms. I do believe they join forces at some point in the show.

And this scene of a portal opening up behind Loki follows their conversation. It’s the same rock structure, the same two rocks Loki and Sylvie were sitting on earlier, same ground, same source of lighting.

It seems like either someone from the TVA finds them or that Sylvie opens a portal for Loki.

tl;dr: Sylvie’s waiting for Loki. They have a heart-to-heart and seem to be okay with each other. After their conversation’s over, a portal opens up behind Loki.

6. The one where she’s doing a flip in a poorly lit room in a mysterious palace

Another very obvious one. At some point in later episodes (thanks to Loki’s injured right upper arm, we know this definitely happens after he and Sylvie have that conversation) Loki finds himself at a weird, semi abandoned (but not really, as the fire’s still lit) dark palace with golden specks and cracks everywhere.

We see a bit of light coming through the window, illuminating the room, giving this place a more pinkish tinge. Whatever this place is, it seems like a cathedral or a palace. It’s not entirely abandoned though.

Sylvie’s there too and she’s in her element, mid-flip, ready to demolish whoever she’s fighting. Loki? Who knows.

Loki is certainly looking for someone, and is on alert. Perhaps they’re actually working together to take down a mutual enemy.

tl;dr: Sylvie and Loki find themselves in the same, very aesthetically pleasing looking place and something goes down.

7. The one where Loki uses Sylvie’s sword to fight off the TVA guys. 

Not really a ‘omg Sylvie’s there too!’, but I wanted to include it anyway.

I mean, it’s possible she’s there. I actually think she is and that’s why I’m including it.

Sylvie always has a sword on her person. In literally every scene we have of her so far, we could see her sword. The TVA agents don’t seem to wield swords (they have some weird glowy sticks) and Loki doesn’t wield a sword until he finds a shorter one later on in the show (it’s totally different from Sylvie’s)

This sword belongs to her. That’s for sure. Hunter B-15 does grab it from her at some point but I highly doubt she’s on her side.

However, at some point Loki is seen fighting the TVA agents (the glowy sticks are a dead giveaway) with Sylvie’s sword.

Now, these two guys don’t look like the usual TVA guards/hunters/agents so they might be from another department or are from another timeline. I believe at this point something either happens to Sylvie and she can’t fight (especially since she seems to be on unfriendly terms with the TVA) so Loki jumps in and helps her, or, he helps her out of the goodness of his heart. (Lol)

Anyway, there’s a reason why he has her swords and why he’s fighting the TVA. This frame just gives me more proof that Loki and Sylvie join forces. 

tl;dr: Loki is using Sylvie’s sword and is fighting the TVA. Sylvie’s nowhere to be seen, but is probably around. Loki helps her.

Anyway, this is it. For some reason Loki and Sylvie do seem to be orbiting around each other a lot in this show. But that’s to be expected as Sophia’s one of the four leads and a possible main antagonist. 

The only thing that I can’t quite decipher just yet is if Loki (and the TVA till certain point) are going after Sylvie for the time mess/crimes she caused OR if Sylvie is actively seeking out Loki for her own reasons. 

Possibly a bit of both. Maybe she’s even the reason why he goes rogue and escapes the TVA, hoping to find the answers about who she is and why he’s in this mess on his own. Because I think there’s a chance the TVA might not be telling him everything and he, intrigued as only he can be, decides to find for himself.

Anyway, I can’t wait to see Loki and Sylvie wreak havoc on the TVA :) 

[astaroth1357]

How to Calm Your Demon Boyfriend; Vol 1

Tame Demons, Save Lives

Notice: Due to an impending lawsuit for libel and misinformation, Mammoney, Inc. has filed for bankruptcy. All past guides from their company have been revised and re-released. All future printing will be handled Solo Man, Press.

It's bound to happen to everyone, right? You’re just trying to enjoy a nice night with your cherished hellspawn then suddenly something sets them off! Now they're on the verge of wrecking humanity and all you're trying to do is flag down the waiter for more breadsticks…! Well have no fear! Consider this your handy guide to How to Calm Your Demon Boyfriend, tailor-made to whatever model you just so happen to be attached to! Follow our advice and you'll know just how to turn your enraged creature of damnation right back into the affectionate lover you know them to be!

This volume only covers how calm your demon if he’s mad at SOMEONE ELSE. If you’re looking to calm down a demon who’s mad at YOU please seek Volume Two!

Lucifer’s mad at Someone Else

Your action should depend on who he’s mad at. Unfortunately, there is a diverse amount of people who irritate him... For simplicity's sake, we recommend first seeking out our supplementary materials: How to Deal with Greedy Scumbags and How to Resolve Demonic Family Squabbles. Both should prove useful.

Assuming now that his irritation is caused by someone outside of the family there shouldn’t be too much to worry about. Lucifer is a very composed demon… unless someone (who’s name is not Diavolo) tries to order him around or belittle him in any way.

You must act quickly, there is no time to chastise the stranger for their foolish error.

Appeal to logic first. Unless he is truly incensed, he should still be willing to hear out the reasons why going full demon on the situation may not be the best idea.

Hopefully, your reasoning skills are sufficient enough to make a good case for staying calm and he should (begrudgingly) agree with your advice and maintain composure.

However, if he is truly that mad then desperate measures are in order… Threaten to tell Diavolo if he does anything. This should stop him, but he will be very unhappy with you pulling what amounts to the “I’m telling your boss” card.

Smooth this over with him after tensions have settled. Ideally, you have very good reasons for doing such a thing. He may end up agreeing with you in hindsight (but never expect him to say so).

Mammon’s mad at Someone Else

This should actually be a very uncommon event. Mammon is irritable at times but rarely will he express his anger to such a degree that you must step in.

Should this happen it is likely because you are in danger and we first advise you to sit tight and not hurt yourself. Mammon is on the way.

Once he is there (and for some reason you wish him to be merciful), demonstrate to him that you are, in fact, fine and desire to leave. It may take some coaxing, but he is a pushover and will likely relent if you plead insistently enough.

If you are not, in fact, fine then there is nothing to be done. He will not show mercy even if you want him to. Just sit tight and focus on not dying until he can get you to emergency services.

Leviathan’s mad at Someone Else

He’s probably jealous of someone so he’s feeling angry and insecure.

Physical contact is important, it will remind him that you’re with him and want to be with him. Find a way to touch him in an intimate way; cling to his arm, lace fingers, or catch his cheeks, etc. It is a physical demonstration of your bond.

Get his eyes off of whoever has him worked up because if he gets too upset he may lash out... Gently coax him to either look at just you or stand directly in his line of sight like you’re blocking a TV screen.

Now build him up! If he’s feeling bad that he can’t do A, remind him that he’s fantastic at B and who cares about A anyway? If he’s wishing that he were C, well screw C because you like the fact that he’s D. Soothe that self-confidence as a supportive lover would.

Once he’s sufficiently reassured, distract him with something otaku-related. Mention a new show, point to kind of anime reference, or offer to go play games. The crisis should now be averted so enjoy your adorkable demon once more!

Satan’s mad at Someone Else

The name of the game is deescalation because otherwise someone’s probably going to get maimed.

Satan is not going to want to show his worst self to you if he can avoid it (he’s a little image conscious that way) so you can use that to your advantage. Your very presence alone is a bit of a buffer.

Appeal to reason, but never ever say that he’s overreacting. That will cause an instant snapback and anger him even more.

Remind him of the reasons why he should’t give in to his temper. One at a time now, don't pile them on. He needs time to consider each one.

Do remember that really these are only suggestions and not orders, if you tell him “Sit back down because you’ll cause a scene” then it’s a scene you’re going to get.

If all else fails, attempt to get him out of the scenario entirely. Make up some excuse and try to coax him to leave. It may or may not work based on the strength of your arguments before. If it’s REALLY not a good idea to be mad right now, he will likely let himself be taken away. 

But know when to fold’em. Satan is the Avatar of Wrath. If he feels truly justified in bringing down the Hammer of Rage, then there may be no stopping him. At that point, find a safe place to stand and wait it out. He’ll get it out of his system soon enough...

Asmodeus’ mad at Someone Else

Asmo is a diva when he's mad. There's no reasoning, there's no logic, this is very much a "yes dear" situation.

Just placate him as best as you can at first. Chances are what has him so irate isn't very major anyway and can be easily taken care of. If, in this case, it’s a person then deftly assess what sort of person you are dealing with to find the right solution.

Store/restaurant employees will likely make up the bulk of these interactions… In these cases, I suggest stepping in for Asmo as a “representative” of sorts in order to spare them the brunt of his fury. 

You will be the best go-between to your boyfriend and the rest of the world that just doesn't seem to understand his (lengthy) requirements. Act according to his interests, but remind him gently to have realistic expectations of what can be done.

If Asmo is unable to have his way, he will turn to you for comfort and consolation. You need not agree completely with his perspective, but be very empathetic to his plight and try to frame the situation as reasonably as possible.

Physical contact is paramount to Asmo’s emotional wellbeing, so cuddle your boyfriend back to happiness!

If the other person is one of his brothers… Pick your battles wisely. Please consider our helpful supplementary materials: On Demonic Family Relations & Asmodeus and the Public: Dos and Don’ts

Beelzebub’s mad at Someone Else

It is advantageous to always carry emergency snacks around Beel and here is one of the many reasons why.

If you are dealing with an angry Beel then you are either in a situation where he’s being denied food or someone has hurt one of his family members.

If it is merely an issue of food, gift him the emergency snacks (preferably stay stocked on some of his absolute favorites for maximum diversion) and then allow the other person a chance to exit the confrontation. 

Promise to take Beel to the nearest possible food source, uphold said promise, and then there’s no need for bloodshed.

If someone has hurt one of his family members* or dare say you… Consult our supplementary material: My Protective Demon and Me

*Important Note: If someone has hurt Belphegor I strongly suggest simply leaving the area. There is nothing to be done, best to seek safety and wait for others to assist you. Do try to avoid the falling rubble on your way out.

Belphegor’s mad at Someone Else

Belphegor is a bit of an irritable demon, however, it should take significant prodding for him to be enraged enough to cause any trouble. He’s quite lazy.

If there is something irritating Belphie, he is far more likely than the others to just leave in disgust. He will most likely try to convince you to leave as well. This will only be a problem if, for say, you don’t want or are unable to leave.

Keep a very close eye on Belphegor throughout the interaction. Make note of any changes in posture, tone of voice, and other subtle physical indicators of exasperation. They may be slight, but it is crucial to know when his patience is wearing thin.

Ideally, you can speed up the encounter before he reaches his wit’s end.

If he begins to make an excessive amount of snide or biting comments then he is reaching his boiling point and it is time to leave... Now. 

End the conversation, take Belphegor, and calmly go. He will not fight you. 

Secure the nearest place you can for an emergency nap/snuggle session, preferably one that is both safe and clean, and remain there until he’s soothed again. Attempting to leave early will aggravate him.

If you are truly unable to leave there’s not much that can be done… take a step back and try to stay out of the line of fire. He will likely end things quickly so he can get back to napping as soon as possible, be sure to accompany him there.

To see how to calm down a demon who is mad at YOU, consult Volume Two: So You’ve Pissed Him Off Have You?

[whitehotharlots]

A movement that cannot be criticized cannot achieve positive goals

The hardest part of talking about malignant trends on the broad left is that, well, you’re not allowed to talk about them. It’s no exaggeration to say that criticism has become fully conflated with violence. If you attempt to engage critically with a left-liberal writer--regardless of how thorough and respectful you may be, and regardless of how powerful, public, or insulated the subject of the criticism--you will be accused of dismissing and erasing the writer, of inciting violence against the writer, and of committing some form of genocide against whichever identity groups the writer belongs to.

Conversely, if you don’t provide specifics, you’ll be accused of making stuff up. The same people who claim it’s an act of aggression to ask for proof when they make claims of victimization turn into immense pedants the moment they encounter a heterodox opinion. 

Unsurprisingly, a discourse milieu in which critical analysis is forbidden is a prime breeding ground for unsustainable (and even horrific) behavioral standards. Never mind improving the world that exists outside their sphere of influence... these people are perpetually on the brink of destroying their allies, their institutions, and themselves.

Today I dug into an especially profane case that highlights both of these points. It’s a matter of public record, so I hopefully won’t get accused of “doxing” anyone for discussing it. It’s also the sort of story where if someone cares about it, they’ll have an opinion of it within a second or two of reading a headline describing what happened. This means it’ll only be of interest to the sort of cranks who read this blog. My goal here isn’t to express outrage or advocate for one side or other--although it is outrageous, and you won’t have to try too hard to see which side I favor. Instead, I’m going to try to move beyond that, to use this instance as a broader cautionary tale in regards to the more horrific tendencies of the identitarian left, and to begin formulating some means of resistance. 

In other words, this might get boring. Even more so than usual. 

The story involves a court case, documented here, in which a young man named Kieran Bhattacharya is suing the University of Virginia Medical School. Mr. Bhattacharya (a white supremacist name if I’ve ever heard one) was subjected to formal censure, repeated psychological evaluations, suspension, and eventual expulsion. This all happened because he raised some concerns after a White Fragility-inspired panel on microaggressions.

This is one of those cases where both sides are going to assume there’s a lot more going on beneath the surface and, like I said, are going to be disinclined toward actually reading the available evidence. Thankfully, the court brief is fairly exhaustive and--importantly--the account provided in the brief has received the approval of both plaintiff and defendant. To stress, everyone involved in this case agrees, legally, that the account provided herein is an accurate picture of what happened. Additionally, we also have audio of the initial microaggression seminar (Mr. Bhattacharya’s comments start at around the 28:30 mark), as well as of the pursuant committee meeting that ended in his expulsion. 

Here is the initial exchange, as documented by the brief:

Bhattacharya: Hello. Thank you for your presentation. I had a few questions just to clarify your definition of microaggressions. Is it a requirement, to be a victim of microaggression, that you are a member of a marginalized group? 

Adams: Very good question. And no. And no— 

Bhattacharya: But in the definition, it just said you have to be a member of a marginalized group—in the definition you just provided in the last slide. So that’s contradictory. 

Adams: What I had there is kind of the generalized definition. In fact, I extend it beyond that. As you see, I extend it to any marginalized group, and sometimes it’s not a marginalized group. There are examples that you would think maybe not fit, such as body size, height, [or] weight. And if that is how you would like to see me expand it, yes, indeed, that’s how I do. 

Bhattacharya: Yeah, follow-up question. Exactly how do you define marginalized and who is a marginalized group? Where does that go? I mean, it seems extremely nonspecific.

 Adams: And—that’s intentional. That’s intentional to make it more nonspecific . . . . 

After the initial exchange, Bhattacharya challenged Adams’s definition of microaggression. He argued against the notion that “the person who is receiving the microaggressions somehow knows the intention of the person who made it,” and he expressed concern that “a microaggression is entirely dependent on how the person who’s receiving it is reacting.” Id. He continued his critique of Adams’s work, saying, “The evidence that you provided—and you said you’ve studied this for years—which is just one anecdotal case—I mean do you have, did you study anything else about microaggressions that you know in the last few years?” Id. After Adams responded to Bhattacharya’s third question, he asked an additional series of questions: “So, again, what is the basis for which you’re going to tell someone that they’ve committed a microaggression? . . . Where are you getting this basis from? How are you studying this, and collecting evidence on this, and making presentations on it?”

You can listen to the audio if you like. There’s nothing there, in my opinion, that is not captured accurately in the written description. Bhattacharya does not yell or raise his voice. He sounds skeptical, but in no way violent or threatening. Nor does Adams, the presenter, signal that she is experiencing anything that approaches fear or trauma. 

Immediately after the event, a professor who helped organize the discussion filed a “Professionalism Concern Card”--a cute academic euphemism for a disciplinary write up--against Bhattacharya, alleging he had displayed a troubling lack of respect for differences (the irony here probably does not need to be explicated).

Soon after that--literally still the same day of the panel--Bhattacharya received an email from faculty asking him to “share his thoughts” so as to help him “understand and be able to cope with unintended consequences of conversations.” The tone of the email is polite and professional, but the text hints toward an attempt at entrapment. You’ll see this a lot in woke spaces--invitations to come to an understanding with one another that are, in actuality, attempts to get a person to say something cancellable.

Bhattacharya took the bait, and, well… 

During Bhattacharya and Peterson’s one-hour meeting, Peterson “barely mentioned” Bhattacharya’s questions and comments at the panel discussion. Dkt. 33 ¶ 73. Instead, Peterson attempted to determine Bhattacharya’s “views on various social and political issues—including sexual assault, affirmative action, and the election of President Trump.” 

At this point, the kid was fucked. He soon after had an uneventful-seeming meeting with a dean. Two weeks after that, a separate panel found him guilty of “patterns of unprofessional behavior and egregious violations of professionalism” and strongly encouraged him to seek psychological counseling. 

Pre-Trump, Bhattacharya still probably would have been fine if he had just kept his head down, gone to a couple therapy sessions, and maybe issued an empty apology. Since 2016, however, the rules have changed. An accusation is now absolute proof of guilt and no amount of ablution can save someone in a vulnerable position. 

Eleven days after receiving the ostensible suggestion that he receive counseling, Bhattacharya was informed that he would not be permitted to return to classes until he had been evaluated. A day after that--before even having the opportunity to seek the mandated counseling--he was given a mere 3 hours notice before having to attend another disciplinary committee meeting. 

This meeting found that Bhattacharya’s continuing behaviors were proof that he posed an imminent danger to the campus community, although the committee did not bother to explain what those behaviors entailed. His behavior was simply noted as “unusual” and this was proof that “Any patient that walked into the room with [Bhattacharya] would be scared.” The following day, Bhattacharya was forcibly removed from campus and told he could not return until he had been screened. He was, subsequently, not allowed to receive sanctioned screening, because of his status of having been removed from campus after being deemed a security risk.

Again, none of what I have described is an exaggeration. None of these details are even being contested. 

Now for my own conjecture: the problem isn’t that anyone genuinely believes Bhattacharya poses a threat to anyone’s safety. The problem is that he attempted to question the ideological firmaments of contemporary anti-racist training. These firmaments are protected with aggressive viciousness precisely because they cannot withstand scrutiny. Had Bhattacharya merely scoffed at them, or even if he had been outright condescending and dismissive, he probably would not have received such a severe punishment. The problem was that he was right, and his accusers knew it.

Understanding speech in the manner prescribed by the peddlers of microaggression theory cannot possibly be codified in a way that won't result in arbitrary punishment. Bhattacharya’s experience demonstrates that with horrific irony. 

The assertion here is that the intention of a speech act should have no bearing on how we adjudicate the morality of that speech act--such a point was made repeatedly in the initial discussion, and stressed once again after Bhattacharya’s concerns have been raised. This standard contradicts how we've processed the morality of speech for centuries, but that's what people are very explicitly demanding.

How is this workable, when literally any statement could, conceivably, be considered offensive by at least one individual? This, I feel, was the point Bhattacharya reaching toward. If you were to say, I dunno, "I love trees" to a group of 1000 people, 999 of them could regard that statement as benign. But what if one person takes offense to it? What if they work in the lumber industry, or they were molested by guy in a Smokey the Bear costume? What if that person then files a report accusing the tree lover of offensive speech? Will the speaker be disciplined? Or will the powers that be take intention and effect into account?

Of course, we're not going to criminalize all speech in this way. Like all extreme and broad-reaching disciplinary standards, this one will only be selectively evoked in order to punish people with heterodox opinions and/or those whose presence threatens the status quo. Someone who says something much more incendiary, like "all men are rapists" or "white people shouldn't get social security" would not receive a reprimand regardless of how much offense their statements caused, because they're saying something that's acceptable in our current milieu. And right now, the least acceptable speech is that which shines a light on the manifest flaws and hypocrisies of corporate anti racism. 

Back to my hypothetical example, if the tree-loving speaker was on good terms with everyone, the complaint would most likely be ignored. But if he had said or done other things that for whatever reason displeased the people in charge, the specious accusation could still ruin him. What's worse, the person who filed the allegation of offense might not have even actually taken offense at the statement--they were just looking for a way to get rid of him.

Bhattacharya was attempting to voice legitimate criticisms about a political movement whose suggestions are functionally unworkable and that, even if it were implemented fully and uncritically, does not contain even a hypothetical explanation in regards to how its goals would result in improved racial equality/equity. Because of that, he was cynically labeled dangerous and expelled from a public university. 

You'd think a group that obsesses over power differentials and their own marginalization would have some grasp of this. Regardless of which side you fall into with this particular culture war, it should fucking terrify you that a movement that’s been tasked with addressing pressing social problems is designed in such a way that any substantial criticism is met with aggressive punishment. 

There’s no way you can win if this is you is how conduct yourself. This is why we’re losing. This is why even if you get all the censorship and deplatforming you can ever dream of, even if every major bank and multinational corporatation professes fealty to your movement, you will still lose. Because there’s no way you can win. 

[aceofspadegrass]

Cats Make Great Companions

Character: Last Boss, Cabot

Genre: Fluff. It's just Last Boss being a dork.

1.5k words

Everyone at the beach knew for a fact that the militants weren’t a group to fuck with.

After all, they were in charge of all of the weaponry at the Beach, and unless someone had a death wish (or were simply new to the Beach altogether), nobody messed with them. Some of the militants took pride in the fear they put in others, others a sort of comfort in being the top of the pack.

Others just preferred to feel alive, sword in hand as he sliced down his enemies. The feeling of that sword with him, able to protect him and make him feared and known, it was a wonderful feeling. Before this, he was nothing.

Now he could be everything he wanted to be.

Last Boss was on patrol at the moment, wandering around the sunlit Beach and making sure that nobody was breaking any rules and needing to be disciplined. The rules were simple enough — Do whatever, hand over all cards, and death to the traitors —but people were dumb.

Very, very dumb.

For a world surrounded in life or death situations, people chose instead to ignore it in favour of chasing their own highs, drinking and smoking and partying all day and night. Every night they would be sent away to play games for their lives, and bring back the cards to the leader of this whole place, a man known as Hatter.

Last Boss isn’t exactly that fond of the man’s exuberant personality, but many others were nothing but simps for that man, doing everything that came out of that charismatic mouth.

“ He sounds like he’d make a good partner though, given the right circumstances.” Last Boss mutters into what appeared to be open air, but a faint mew coming from his hood told otherwise. Last Boss nods to himself as a cat pops its furry head out of the hood, peering over Last Boss’ shoulder. Last Boss pets the cat with a finger, the cat purring and nuzzling against the finger. “ Afternoon, Cabot. Ready for patrol?”

Cabot meows once more, and Last Boss continues onwards. It was calming almost to just walk around and not have to do much other than stare at people. A few ignored him, more focused on their own time, and others would glance at him, acknowledging his presence.

Last Boss merely stares back blankly, his tattoos making most everyone at the Beach nervous, like a tiger watching its prey.

He continues to wander, and spots a few Beach members by themselves, talking to each other. They were covered in healing cuts and bruises, Last Boss passing by without a care.

“ That one with the shaggy hair looks like they listen only to country music. Not the good kind either.* He mutters to Cabot, his cat purring against his shoulder. Last Boss doesn’t bother to raise his voice when his trusted companion was right next to him, a furry ear flicking as they continue to walk. “ Did you see the one next to him? The one with the bright pink one piece? Do you think she knows where her eyelids are? There’s a lot of grey above her eyes, and they’re not bruises, definitely. Someone should tell her it smeared. If it smeared.”

Cabot just lets out a short, small meow, Last Boss petting the top of her head as he ends up by the pool. People were outside, either swimming or sunbathing, Last Boss making a quick sweep at the multitude of people. A few were getting it on in the wild, Last Boss pretty numb to the sight after seeing it practically everywhere here. People have no shame, really. Last Boss takes notice of one person underneath an umbrella that looked like she hasn’t showered in ages, but seemed happy enough, talking to another with brightly coloured hair and swimsuit to match. Close friends, most likely.

Cabot meows, Last Boss nodding as if he knew what the cat said. “ I know, right? They should invest in nicer sandals. Who wears high heels like that to the pool? They could slip from the water.” Cabot purrs, Last Boss nodding again. “ Do they wear them to the games? How do they survive? Barefoot? Idiots.” He mutters to Cabot. He could feel people look at him and his cat in confusion, but Last Boss didn’t care if they stared. He can just stare back and they’ll immediately back away. They were terrified of him, and made him feel a bit powerful. It’s nice. Last Boss just continues his round, Cabot chilling in his hood, comfortably vibing.

Last Boss eventually returns to the lobby, making his way back to his room, and passes by someone, who gasps at the sight of Cabot peering out of his hood. “ Can I pet your cat?” The person asks, and Last Boss couldn’t help but stare back at them. Shit, how does one interact with people- The person just looks back, and Last Boss could tell they seemed nervous, but one meow from a curious Cabot snaps them out of the impromptu staring contest, the person looking at the cat in awe. “ You have a cute cat! What’s their name? Can I pet it?” Last Boss just continues to stare, but slowly nods anyways, and Cabot leans over Last Boss’ shoulder as the person reaches up, finger curled to let the cat sniff their finger curiously. After a bit, the cat meows and rubs itself against their finger, the person giggling and petting Cabot. “ Sorry, I just love cats. I haven’t seen a single animal around this place other than at a few games, so I just assumed they all disappeared. You’re pretty lucky, huh?” Last Boss just blinks. Curse his inability to properly interact with people. The other didn’t seem to mind, smiling, putting their hand down. “ Well, thanks for letting me pet them! Bye now!” They wave and scurry away, Last Boss watching them go.

“….. They’re not scared. How strange. It’s nice, I think.” Cabot meows, and casually cleans itself as it slinks back into the safety of the hood. “ Thanks Cabot.”

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The game that night was simple enough, just a three of spades, something that Last Boss and the others in that certain group cleared easily. Last Boss just hangs back and watches as others hug and cheer that they got to live another three days, Last Boss not really caring. Cabot pops out of his hood and purrs, completely okay. Like hell was Last Boss letting his cat get hurt. He couldn’t say the same about others, one of them beaten up rather good due to a lack of mind to clear it fast enough. Their entire appearance was battered anyways, probably from surviving on his own for who knew how long.

“See Cabot? That’s what happens if you can’t adapt. Luckily for the both of us, we can do better.” Last Boss mutters as he walks away and heads back to the car. Cabot purrs and gently paws at the back of his head, which kind of tickled to be honest, Last Boss gently knocking the little paws off to settle in the hood. He sits in the car, already full of other militants and two randoms. He doesn’t know any of these people, so he actively just ignores them as Cabot hops out and rests on his lap, purring up a storm.

“ Did you have to bring the cat along?” One of them asks Last Boss, and they nudge him, Last Boss looking at them with wide eyes as an intimidation factor. They weren’t phased, just scowling at him. “ You could’ve lost that thing in the game, you know. How is it still here anyways?” They ask. Last Boss just slowly blinks, and pets Cabot, who does a stretch, wiggling in that good kind of wiggle.

“ Cabot is a good companion.” “ But you don’t need to carry it everywhere like it’s a toy.” “ Cabot is very comfortable in my hood. It’s secure there.” They just look at the cat, Cabot rubbing against Last Boss happily, and when the cat looks back at them with those feline eyes, they scoff and turn away to stare out the window instead as the car jerks, beginning to drive back to the Beach. Cabot attempts to seek attention from this person, but when they try to push the cat away more roughly than need be, Cabot hisses and swats at their hand, leaving a scratch.

“ Ow! What the fuck! Your stupid cat scratched me!” They yelp, another person snickering quietly. They glare at the person laughing, who just starts making fun of them for getting so riled up over a cat of all things. Last Boss just blinks, then looks to Cabot. He scoops the cat up, whispering. “ Looks like someone’s never made a mud pie to show their parents before.” He says, Cabot just purring some more. “ Don’t worry, you’re valid.” Cabot meows and gets comfortable again as Last Boss sets the cat back on his lap, where he remains the rest of the way back. It was nice, just being here with his cat.

The militants weren’t people to mess with, and that included Cabot. Last Boss couldn’t ask for a better companion.