#but also small things like her being a bit of a history nerd and being very idealistic but at the same time shes a bit oblivious and naive

[eatingsomegreeneggos]

Looking at Sunny Starscout screenshots on Pinterest and crying because she's literally so perfect 🥺💗 The cutest little horse to have ever horsed, one might even call her a little pony... (altough you'll find she's actually of average height). But yeah Sunny is like actually my favorite pony period. I will stand by this I love G4 as much as the next guy but Sunny is so precious to me! I wish they'd use her character more like come on I want to see her more in mym 😭 (I love her quite a lot in tyt though) But yeah she's so great she's really interesting to me and cute and funny and I would love to be friends with her 💕💕💕

[jessconsumesmedia]

Ghosts 4x10 The Not-So-Silent Partner

I thought that I might put together a well-organized piece of writing for this episode, but who knows how that is actually going to work out. I LOVED this episode and I have so many thoughts (many of which I am thinking about giving their own posts) So buckle in and enjoy my wild ranting about fictional characters.

Freaky Spoilers below the belt (they are so not i promise i just think im funny)

Overall thoughts: This episode was Really strong. I loved both of the main plots as well as the little background moments. The stories this season are building up gorgeously and I can't wait to get more payoffs as the season progresses. Pretty much as always I am just going to break up A and B stories and then add any other random bit at the end! (buckle up or leave this is going to be a long ride)

Issac - The not-so-silent partner

I love Issac and his bitchy little attitude; it brings us back to the fact that almost always his bitchyness* is just who he is. He is at heart a bitchy man who is realllllly trying (at least for him he is really trying) but he is also a deeply scorned man. By love, by society, by Hamilton, and even by his friends. The restaurant is his way of being seen, it is his way of being something in an afterlife where he feels like nothing sometimes. He of course is not going about it the right way but this guy has spent his entire life and afterlife being one upped often by people who don't even care about his existence. His hand in the restaurant is important to him. That being said I believe it was a really good decision to have him give up his partner position. He not only realized that he has stakes with his friends but it also is baseline Jay's restaurant.

Jay deserves to have the creative decisions plus he deserves a billion pats on the back for dealing with their eight idiot children/every other ghost on the property at some point. At the beginning of this episode I figured there might be a lead up to Mark finding out about the ghosts but I was surprised with the way they yes/anded their way out of that situation. But I realized it doesn't make a ton of sense for a network tv show to somewhat reveal two big bits (and subsequently lose a layer of jokes even if there are new joke possibilities) Mark finding out that the ghosts exist and Sam can see them takes away the Mark thinks Sam is a weirdo vibe and that is objectively a very silly dynamic. Also **Sam is a weirdo but mostly because of her small/odd family dynamic and also a little bit because of the ghosts. Poor Mark, bro is so gullible.

**"I think we sometimes forget that Samantha once hit her head really hard." definitely not the reason she is desperate for family but it is a good excuse actually for a lot of the situations she finds herself in. But also I wonder if she does have lasting effects, like I would assume considering she was literally dead for three minutes.

*"Issac complain about monarchy, must be day ending in y" oh Thor you are a comedic genius and you are very correct.

Hopefully I got everything I wanted to put in that lol.

IRISH HETTY

Holy shit. I knew, of course I knew. But having confirmation of something that hits you straight in the face is just really nice. This reveal is perfection. Poor Hetty believing whole heartedly that she is somehow British royalty and then she gets hit with one of the things she hates most in life. Love it. This managed to coincide with my English literature class going over a bit of Irish history so I was having a grand time sticking the two together into one big nerd pb&j. Plus I know generally that I have a good chunk of Irish somewhere in my history lol.

The actual implications of Hetty knowing she is Irish now are insane. Much like her encounter with the washing machine, dalliances with Trevor, and brief run ins with feminism, her finding out about her Irish ancestry is just another wall she is breaking. Almost like a another layer that is keeping her from "the real world." She is so stuck in her very stuffy uptight ways but these giant -for her- moments keep happening. They keep adding cracks and craters to the layers of her being. Much like Issac they don't change her fundamental elements so she is still the sam character/person but she has that growth we long to see. Mostly I love to see her views get challenged and she has to deal with the aftermath of those challenges.

Thor's part in all of this is also really interesting. We know he knows things about probably all of the ghosts but he has managed to keep these secrets for an incredibly long time. Thor is just a big guy who loves and cares about his friends. There is also another layer of Hetty being one of, if not, the only ghost who Grew up at Woodstone. The ghosts before her had an attachment to her because they were there for her whole depressing backstory TM. They know what all she went through (some stuff they probably have never said) But Thor specifically fell into some sort of protective figure for her (even if she didn't consider him as that protector for a long time after her death) Whether Sass and Issac just chose not too be as involved or even if they were Thor was there and chose to be there. He knew being Irish would be a huge crack in her worldview so he kept it to himself all to protect her. And let me tell you that made me cry. The Thor and Hetty relationship is one of my favorites not only because of the comedic aspects but also just the sheer care he has for her. She can't do much besides accept her friend and even affirm that friendship. (HETTY LOVE GORDON) Like guys she doesn't even say his pelts are gross and nasty it is such a huge moment for the both of them. They have to feel real life feelings which is a problem for them both, and as they tap into those feeling they are able to settle each other.

Trevor's part in this is smaller but it is still Very much there. He is quick to affirm that he loves St. Patrick's day. Quick to let her believe that her ***"Flaming red hair and alabaster skin" aren't particularly Irish traits. He stays by her side nearly all episode. Yet he was delighted to find out that she was in fact Irish, but he didn't make fun of her? Their whole relationship is based off of their conflict wouldn't he as the little shit that he is want to crowd her with snide witticisms? No he wouldn't. Their relationship genuinely makes me feel insane sometimes because we are clearly moving towards some sort of impasse. Whether its that we find out they have been getting closer but are just friends still or if they have been secretly hooking up off camera or any number of possibilities. There are choices being made that bring them together. Trevor likes Hetty's qualities simply put and Hetty apparently Loves Colin Ferrell who in many ways favors the pantless crusader. (He also uses that tone of voice that it seems like he literally saves for Hetty) I just cant wait to see more of their "complicated and diabolical" relationship.

***Now Trevor explain why you said that with a sarcastic air but at the same time plausible enough that Hetty would probably take it at face value. Plus why was he so poetic in his descriptions???

I believe that I have written what I can about Hetty but also I probably could think of other things lol.

Miscellaneous

Pete is such a good teacher. I love that he shows Hetty a bunch of Irish things.

"This man has plans for someone and I for one respect it" How even would he execute that plan lol?

If they wanted to take Issacs money I really think all they'd have to do is ask Trevor. He wants to be Mom and Dad's favorite.

Doctor Hoo

"No, baby, that was the scam."

Kelsey is so real for the gift card and seven dollars lol. (She is hilarious and a really good person to bring back)

Gaslight that poor man

Also Hetty looking too Trevor to calm her fears like she could have asked anyone in that room and she chose him.

Rebecca Wisocky the woman that you are. The line read on that bit about Whiskey is Hilarious.

I love Pete and his love of the craft. The improv your way out really worked I am curious if it could come up again somehow with Mahesh and Mark.

I love Jay that is the tweet hit send

"Except for Danes who brains are rumored to be mostly cabbage" He just can't get past his own prejudices.

That is the end of my very long rant sesh! Thanks for sticking around

He is down bad

I just like how for most of the scene she can’t look him in the eyes :((((

-Jess🫡

[marzghost]

MK1 Headcannons I have in no particular order

Bi-han was a mama's boy.

Bi-han loves his brothers but has a hard time expressing his love since his father trained him way harder as he was the oldest and the one that would become grandmaster when he died

Bi-han's betrayal was his own way of showing his love for his brothers because in his mind if he could get the lin kuei stronger and get them more say in things then just being body guards then that in turn means his brothers ,who were also lin kuei at the time, would be protected and could also help change earthrealm for the better

Bi-han and Kuai Liang have a hispanic mother

Bi-han is better at speaking spanish than Kuai Liang as he spent most of his time with her when their father was off training Kuai and Tomas

Their mother is actually the reason Bi-han let their father die, she wanted more for her son's then just being another set of soldiers sent out to their possible death so she told Bi-han that if there ever comes a time to let the old man die

Bi-han hates mirrors because he looks almost exactly like his dad

Kuai Liang takes after their mother in looks but isn't an exact copy like Bi-han is

Bi-han hates Tomas because he had it easy compared to Kuai and himself and because Tomas was almost like a replacement for the sister who never got to live as she died at birth along with their mother due to birth complications

Tomas wasn't trained as hard as the other two but he still went out of his way to prove himself worthy of being a lin kuei and had always looked up to Bi-han ever since he was a young boy

Bi-han's betrayal hit Tomas harder than he let on but he refused to show it believing that he had no right to feel as bad as he did since Bi-han was Kuai Liang's blood brother and he wasn't lin kuei

Tomas is really good at hand shadows

Bi-han hasn't cried since the death of his mother and hasn't been the same since

Kuai Liang is naturally really good at dancing and didn't need to learn like Bi-han did

Tomas is not at all a dancer but he sure as hell can sing

Bi-han actually really respects Johnny Cage as he not only beat him in combat but also his brother

Johnny Cage is a pansexual

Johnny has never cheated on a partner despite his flirting ways

Johnny goes all out for Halloween and used to make his mansion into a haunted house before he had to sell it in order to pay for the divorce settlement

Johnny is a huge history nerd and enjoys reading up on the history of the realms in his free time when he isn't working on his MKCU or helping Kenshi with his whole thing

Johnny is a huge supporter of the arts and buys most of his stuff from small time artists and businesses

Johnny learned braille so Kenshi didn't have to do it alone

Kenshi was really good at art before he was blinded and hates that he can no longer paint like he used to. He still paints in his free time to release stress but he wishes he could see what he's doing since sento only gives him sight when in danger

Johnny has kept every piece of art Kenshi has given him and even puts some of them as Easter eggs in his films

Kenshi hates his tattoos but would never get rid of them since they serve as a way to remind him of where he came from

Kenshi is surprisingly a lightweight and a happy drunk so he tends to stay away from alcohol at all costs

Johnny on the other hand isn't a lightweight but when it finally does hit he's known to become reckless and maybe a bit self destructive

Kenshi is bi-curious

[cookie-lore-keeper]

Random Facts about Half-Moon Cookie bcuz I like to ramble about my OCs

-Despite being a witch, they struggle to make magic using "the magic inside of her" around her, only being able to do small spells with it. Instead, he uses the world around him to fuel his spells. Kind of like potion making, but they don't have to be in bottles. You know that thing that witches will sometimes do in media where they grab items, crush them up, and a spell is created? That's what they have to do

-I wouldn't say Half-Moon Cookie is evil, but they're not good either. They're neutral/morally gray. Since their job for the witches is an archivist, they're only meant to watch Earthbread and note down it's history; not interfere (though, they don't always agree to this. They do like to go to Earthbread). Because of this, they mostly care about whether we something is entertaining or not. It's not like Burning Spice, who destroys to entertain himself, bcuz Half-Moon loves to create and hear the different stories of others. BUT, a lot of things are entertaining to them, whether it's good or not. Entire wars will happen and Half-Moon Cookie will treat it like its his favorite show. It's why, despite being a witch, they don't hate the beasts. The Beasts are an interesting story to them. (They don't want them to get the souljams though bcuz after the entertainment of the fight, civilization will most likely crumble and that leads to no new entertaining stories for them)

-They're good at math (don't ask me to do any, I'm shit at it)

-Half-Moon Cookie is aspec and doesn't care to be in a romantic relationship themself, but they like romance that other cookies have and think it's interesting

-Despite being aspec and not caring to have a relationship, they do like to playfully flirt with other cookies and will probably flirt back if a cookie starts

-They sometimes eat the doughs of dead cookies. In their mind, they don't think it's a big deal bcuz they're already dead

-She likes to teach. She gets super happy when people ask her questions about Earthbread because she gets to be a nerd about it

-Despite basically being a god of knowledge, he also had ADHD brain so they can easily forget things before they randomly come back to him

-Half-Moon Cookie doesn't lie. She might not tell the full truth, or she might not know something so she'll just guess, but she doesn't lie. If she's guessing or it's a theory or she gets something wrong, she'll let you know

-There's a whole list of emotions Half-Moon just barely feels anymore or only feels in specific circumstances. They used to be able to, but after being alive so long, they also learn how little everything matters. They don't feel embarrassed because they don't care what other cookie's or witches think of them, but they do feel ashamed when they get something wrong. They rarely get angry, but they get annoyed. The only time they'll be at shouting levels angry is when someone repeatedly ruins archives. Even then, it takes a bit because they can recognize honest mistakes. They rarely ever feel fear since it's hard to fear for your life when no one around you has the power to kill you (except other witches)

-When asked what their Pronouns are, Half-Moon Cookie will answer, "Anything! Be as creative as you want!" When asked what gender they are, they'll give various different awnsers each time, all wildley absurd

-Their sense of boundaries related to other cookies is basically nonexistent. It's their job to watch, so they're very nosy and know practically everything about each cookie's personal life. Despite this, they don't like other cookies snooping in their personal life

-While she can see the past and the present, she can't see the future and can only make predictions

[jungkoode]

I’m really enjoying FMU so far! I love how we’re slowly discovering more about the characters in each chapter, it’s really clear that you’ve put a lot of thought into each character even the side characters and I can’t wait to read more !!!🤩 not to mention the smut is absolutely 🔥 there’s just something about cocky Jk 🥵

This is kinda random but I saw that you avoid writing “yn” and I was just wondering like when jk and oc get a bit more serious with each other is he still never gonna say her name? Like I can’t imagine them confessing to each other or being close to that stage and him not saying her name, idk I’m just wondering because she says Jungkook sometimes like when they’re alone or when they’re intimate so I feel like it would be weird if he never says her name.

First of all, THANK YOUUUUUU!!! This ask made me so happy, I love knowing that people are actually picking up on the slow reveals and the depth I try to weave into every character (even the side ones!). I put an insane amount of thought into everyone’s motivations, histories, and dynamics, so seeing someone appreciate that? I will now be holding onto this comment forever. Also, I see you with that cocky Jungkook agenda. You are seen. You are valid. You are absolutely correct. He is criminally hot, and it’s unfair.

Now, onto the nickname thing! You’re absolutely right to wonder about it, and I’m so glad you asked because it gives me an excuse to nerd out over one of my favorite writing choices.

So, the thing about me is—I don’t do “Y/N.” I just don’t. It completely shatters immersion for me. It’s like I’m in the middle of a scene, deeply invested, and then BAM—suddenly, I’m ripped out of the moment because my brain is reminded that this is a fill-in-the-blank situation instead of an organically flowing story. And immersion? If you’ve read any of my work, you know how much I prioritize realism and immersion. I will micromanage every single detail of a scene, every microexpression, every shift in body language—because I want you to live it, not just read it. So, for me, “Y/N” is a hard pass unless it’s absolutely necessary.

But beyond that, nicknames mean something. They’re not just placeholders; they’re part of the story’s fabric. They carry history, weight, evolution. And FMU is built on layers of meaning. Jungkook calls her Phoenix because of something that actually happened. That moment wasn’t just a throwaway line; I made you experience it because I wanted that nickname to be part of their world, something real, something that sticks. It’s a small, insignificant thing—she dropped the flame while lighting a candle. But that tiny moment? It mattered. It became something only they understand, something that lingers between them without them realizing it yet.

Same with Rogue. She doesn’t just randomly call him that out of nowhere. She names him, assigns meaning to him, because she sees something in him that aligns with that title. He’s reckless. He pushes buttons. He doesn’t care about rules. And I didn’t just drop that nickname on page one—I waited. I let it build. By the time she actually calls him Rogue for the first time, it’s an earned moment. And again, only she calls him that. Just like only he calls her Phoenix. That’s the beauty of it—it’s theirs.

And it will evolve. That’s the thing—right now, these nicknames are playful, teasing, but as they grow closer, those names will take on new layers of intimacy. Right now, they don’t realize how much meaning these nicknames hold, but one day, they will. Because that’s how real nicknames work. They start as jokes, or accidents, or little moments of randomness, and then suddenly, they become part of something bigger. They become the way you call someone, and anything else feels strange.

So no, Jungkook probably won’t say her actual name, at least not often, because that’s just not how their dynamic works. But what he will do is make Phoenix mean something more.

Anyway, I love that you asked this because it shows you’re paying attention to the layers of the story, and I love readers who engage like this!! Thank you for your brain!! I appreciate you deeply!!!

[dpr-stay]

Mandated Reporter Pt.1 | Y.T

All Might | Yagi Toshinori X Reader

Heyyy, guys remember me...? It's not like I haven't posted a fic since *checks history* January or anythign haha lol right? Anyways this was kinda a distraction from my magnum opus but it started getting too long to publish as a one-shot in good faith. So parts LOL. already on ao3, so yeh. sorry if you followed me for F1

WC: ~2700

Warnings: Swears probs, just fluff, soulmate au hehehheheh, idiots in love *sighs dreamily*

Charles Darwin, way back in the year 1859, published his book On the Origin of Species. He was laughed and jeered at when he presented his book, as the theory he had written on the pages differed significantly from the common ideas at the time. No one really wanted to look at the apes that they kept in zoos and find themselves reflected in their eyes. 

He presented many ideas in his writing, natural selection being one you may have heard. However, one you may not be so familiar with if you didn’t take biology in highschool would be the idea of variation (or speciation for you nerds) when faced with an extinction event. 

The two main types of variation that occurred in human beings as we know them in the modern day are the development of quirks and the recognition of soulmates. The extinction events that preceded these variations are still not known, perhaps Mr Darwin was wrong in these specific cases, but the reaches of these variations stretched across the world and revamped the meaning of normal.

In modern Japan, soulmates were almost a taboo topic. Not only did some people not have soulmate’s but the way that people found their soulmates varied, from timers to marks, or even visions. Asking a person how they would meet their soulmate, soon came to be seen as a flirting tactic instead of just genuine curiosity. Because asking if someone has a destined partner can easily be interpreted as wishing that the partner was yourself.

You, personally, had never asked anyone how they were going to meet their soulmate. You found no need to. You would 100% know who they were when you would meet your soulmate. You didn’t mean to sound egotistical or presumptuous, but you would definitely know.Your soulmate ‘marker’ came in the form of words inscribed upon your wrist, written out in mildly scratchy handwriting which was thankfully legible. 

And if you see this criminal or know anything about him, call 1800-XXX-XXX-XXX to give information into the anonymous tipline!

At first, when you read it, you were a bit confused. You knew to some degree it was your soulmate marking, but you didn’t know how it applied to a real life situation. Was it the first thing they heard on the radio? Would it be in the background the first time you’d meet?

Your parents were also confused. They first tried the number, but it hadn’t been registered to any tipline at the time they tried. So they took little 5-year-old you to a so-called ‘Soulmate Specialist.’

At first you had thought it would be like a stereotypical curtained tent, with a lady perched over a crystal ball. But when you arrived, it just looked like a normal hospital clinic. Your mother held your hand as you trailed behind her. 

In a small room down a hallway, you sat on a cushioned bench as a nice-looking lady walked in, exchanged a few words with your mother, and then touched your knee. You watched as she leaned back, her facial expression only able to be described as puzzled, before saying,

“First Words.” You had immediately looked at your wrist. You had read the words again and a slight feeling of disappointment panged in your heart. 

Later, sitting at a table in a small ice-cream store, licking lemon sorbet till you got a brain freeze, your parents tried to come up with scenarios where you would meet your soulmate. Your dad suggested you would meet him during a town meeting (which caused both you and your mum to look at him funny, because who went to town meetings?), whilst your mum suggested that maybe he would be a police officer on the street chasing down a baddie and yelling it out as he went (You giggled at that).

As you grew up, everyone else who you showed it to grew confused as well. It wasn’t exactly something that you’d expect to be the thing bonding two soulmates together. It wasn’t romantic, it didn’t imply any sort of attraction, and you began to get disheartened as you saw the ways your friends met their soulmates.

It seemed each time your friend group got together, another friend would bring in their soulmate, talking about shared marks, oh so lovingly placing the marks against each other right in your eye-line, or finally seeing colour, saying while staring directly at their pair. It started to get at you, the instant connection the pairs would feel, while you were left with a phone number, which only started to work when you turned 18.

(When you first rang the number and it went through, elation took over your body. You stood up and did a little dance as you immediately started speaking into the phone, hoping to find anybody that could help you in your search for your soulmate. You only stopped talking, and dancing, when you noticed that the call was automatic and that you were talking to a robot. The call ended when you realised that they had also recorded it.)

Whenever you felt yourself feeling particularly down, you’d look back to your arm, and see the words engraved. At least you did have a soulmate, you consoled yourself, and at least the words seemed neutral instead of belligerent.

One thing, though, your friends all seemed to agree on was that your mum was right: your soulmate was a police officer. Why else would the number send you to a police tip-line, and why else would he be promoting a tip-line. It made the most sense to you as well. When this solidified properly in your mind, you decided to do everything you possibly could to meet your soulmate. 

It seemed as though they were speaking out as a plea, perhaps outside a police station or on the news to spread awareness of whatever crime this criminal had perpetrated. And so, you began to become a news fanatic.

You’d always tune into the six o’clock news, holding out hope that maybe some sort of crime had been committed that warranted some sort of appeal to the public. It wasn’t that you wanted someone to suffer, you had to reason with yourself, it was just that you wanted to know who your pair was. 

Whenever a crime was committed, you always kept your eyes peeled to the news report, hoping for some sort of plea to the public. Alas, the words were always similar but never quite right. News anchors and police officers always recited from a consistent script about each different offender, never varying no matter how much you wanted to.

Soon, whenever you had a free day, sometimes you’d head to police press conferences. You had a nice camera, that your mum had given you under the pretense of photography and wanting you to expand on hobbies, that you used to justify being a member of the press in order to sneak into the conferences. You’d occasionally take photos while waiting for the police to discuss the details of whatever case they were dealing with, and you always looked right at the speaker whenever they’d come close to saying the lines, before leaving disappointed.

After asserting that your soulmate was most likely a police officer, you also took to walking past the station on your way back home from work every night. Not only was it safer, but it also gave you a chance to listen to the officers standing outside of the station, chatting amongst themselves. You’d often overhear some of their discussions about criminals, but there was never anyone out the front advocating for people to ring their tipline.

Tonight was almost the same as every other night. You’d gotten off work particularly late, rushing from the elevator of your office to the entrance. You pushed through the glass doors, turning to wave to the receptionist. The night air was chilly, but the streets were alive with office workers such as yourself. 

You eyed the takoyaki stall across the street, and reasoned that you were already late to go home, but you then saw the line of half-dead employees stretching from the stall down the corner of the block and quickly shrugged the notion off. You still wanted to try and catch the 9 o’clock news after all.

You weren’t allowed to check any sort of non-work related device or website during the day, so you had no way to see if any criminals were being searched for or if any press conferences were being held. As such you always tried to catch some iteration of the news on the TV at home, if only to remain informed. 

As soon as you turned, you started speed walking home. Living only a couple minutes from your job sometimes had its advantages, as it meant you didn’t have to walk a long way in the dark, only like a kilometer. If you kept up with your fast pace, you’d pass the police station in two minutes and reach your home in five.

You reached the station and slowed down a little, trying to peak inside. The place seemed relatively dead when you glanced at it, only seeing the glowing reflections of the lights within. Only a couple officers were in and you breathed in sympathy as you saw the stacks of paperwork they had before turning and continuing on.

In five minutes (you were right), you arrived at your apartment building. You quickly scampered up the stairs, taking almost three at a time, before jetting to your door and unlocking it. You had the TV on in twenty seconds, just in time for the evening reporter to begin rambling on about the events of the day.

As she spoke, you began to unwind. You changed into pyjamas from your business attire as she told a story about a bank robbery, you were cooking instant ramen as she recounted an announcement the governmental opposition made, and you had just sat down on the couch as she began a report about the newest criminal who was taken down by a team of pro-heros and All Might.

You slurped your noodles as you watched intently. Despite being quirkless yourself, you were not immune to the charms and draws of the luxurious pro-hero life. You weren’t stupid, you knew it wasn’t all glitz and glam, you’d seen plenty of videos surrounding the harsh conditions that heroes had to go through and the mental tax that it took on them. Even now, watching All Might beat the shit out of a guy while yelling “SMASH” and random US state names, you cringed whenever the other guy got a punch in. But still, the galas and large amounts of money coming in sure sweetened the deal a fair lot.

You looked around your meager apartment and snorted. If only you had a quirk as flashy as All Might’s, that way you might’ve been able to live a life that wasn’t just above the Japanese poverty line.

The TV flashed pictures of the guy the heroes had fought and you whistled under your breath. He looked tough, almost like a shark with the way his teeth were pointed but scarier with the way his hands were literal chainsaws. As you listened more, you realised that they hadn’t actually ‘taken him down’, they’d just secured the people he was holding hostage and All Might had beaten him so badly he wasn’t able to walk (yeesh). But apparently they’d put the cuffs on him but then he just faded away, which definitely didn’t seem like something a guy with chainsaws for hands could have attributed to his own quirk.

That was definitely something you’d be thinking about tomorrow as you walked home from work, the fact that chainsaw hands could pop out and saw any of your limbs off and then be teleported away before you could even see him. You shuddered at the thought.

The TV quickly changed to show a live news conference and you perked up in your seat, leaning forward to see who was in the line-up of speakers and see if you could identify any of them. The news channel had joined in towards the end of the conference, one police officer speaking about the dangers of the man and the crimes he had committed. 

He went on for a while, so you sort of zoned out, but your attention was quickly caught again when All Might stepped up to the podium to speak into the microphone, which was strange as you’d never seen him stick around for a conference.

In your attempts to be up-to-date and to make sure that you’d never miss a call-to-action anywhere, you’d encountered plenty of news stories about All Might. He was the symbol of peace, so it was only normal that he often was the one to round up the villains that the numerous press conferences were about.

You’d always admired him, it was hard not to, but you never really thought all too much about him. I mean yeah, he was always there to save the day, but you’d never been in a spot where you’d needed him. You knew he was exceptionally popular amongst, well, everyone, but honestly he was kind of just another hero to you. 

One thing that did make him stand out, and justified to you the cult-following he had, was his attitude. He took the symbol of peace schtick seriously, and was always smiling and ready to help people no matter the personal sacrifice he endured. He earned your respect through that. 

He was also kind of hot. He was definitely conventionally attractive, but you’d always kind of thought he was hot in the way that he was always someone to rely on. You don’t know, you’d always kind of liked the scrawny boys better, blame it on your issues.

When All Might finally spoke into the microphone, he essentially repeated what the police officer before him had. You sort of rolled your eyes in a ‘get on with it’ way. You could tell the news was about to cut back to their broadcasting from the live conference so you waited for him to finish his statement while mentally scrolling through your shopping list.

Leaning back into your sofa, you watched as he paused for a second before shooting his eyes up to the camera and lifting one commanding finger to point at the lens before speaking.

“And if you see this criminal or know anything about him, call 1800-XXX-XXX-XXX to give information into the anonymous tipline!”

You blinked. Then you promptly spilled your boiling ramen over your lap as you dropped the bowl. Pain immediately shot through your senses, causing you to curse and look down to your lap.

All Might released some sort of pained noise, causing you to look up and see him grab his wrist on the TV. Your jaw dropped. A female anchor’s face appeared on the screen and you cursed again, quickly looking back to the inflamed skin on your lap. You rushed to the shower, turning the tap onto cold water and sitting down as it rained onto your pyjama bottoms.

You titled your head back before it banged against the glass of your shower door. Had you just hallucinated that? No fucking way right? There was no literal way your soulmate was All Might? Like the actual All Might. Like always smiling, strong as fuck, number one hero All Might.

What the fuck. You had to have been wrong.

You looked down to your wrist, raising your sleeve up to read the words again. Something had changed. Instead of the words being outlined in a sort of dark purple that complimented your skin tone, they had changed to a light lilac. Your jaw dropped again.

What the hell? One of your fingers traced the writing as you groaned. There was no literal way your soulmate was All Might. It was impossible.

You opened your eyes to look up at the shower head, watching as the water poured down.

There was no literal way that he could be your soulmate because All Might, even since the early days of his career before he was known for being the number one hero, had been known to be one of the few public figures who was incredibly vocal about being soulmate-less. 

so how'd we feel? I do like a bit of crack, if you hadn't picked it up yet.

also she's unedited, but it's me, so it's no surprise.

[doomerpatrol]

Comic Log: New 52 Wonder Woman

Premise: Wonder Woman takes up the task of protecting a young woman who is pregnant with Zeus's child from the gods of Olympus, which quickly spirals into a world-shattering conflict for control of the child, and also reveals secrets about Wonder Woman herself.

Every time I read a series from DC's New 52 period - the time from 2011 to early 2016, during which the company relaunched all of its titles and heavily compressed or took an axe to character histories and world continuity - I become more convinced that, with the exception of Scott Snyder and Greg Capullo's fantastic Batman series, the best you could get from this time was mediocrity. Many of the series had potential with interesting story hooks, yet none of them have really impressed me. This book is quite possibly the most disappointing that I've dipped my toe into.

Brian Azzarello and Cliff Chiang's Wonder Woman is a case study in how a strong premise and unique, colorful art (including some of the character's best covers!) cannot necessarily rescue a story from its writer's failings. I haven't read much of Azzarello's work previously, but he is clearly bringing a background of grim, gritty crime fiction like his main series 100 Bullets. Totally fine, could offer an interesting twist on the series - although I raised a bit of an eye at Wonder Woman firing Eros' golden guns. Chiang, for his part, is a solid artist, though I prefer his covers and his action to his dialogue-heavy scenes. He provides a lot of creative redesigns of classic gods and monsters from Greek myth. I'm especially fond of his design for Hades, a small man-child subsumed in a waxy prison that blinds him. This isn't a creative pair that is totally unworkable, but the creative decisions Azzarello makes eventually made it unreadable for me.

Infamously, this series has a number of baffling and structurally sexist story elements. Azzarello systematically erodes the role, characterization, and significance of every typical female supporting character in Wonder Woman's stories. He turns the Amazons from an idealistic but stagnant society into one of Spartan cruelty (and almost immediately excises them from the story). Coextensive with that choice, Diana's exceptional combat prowess is now rooted in martial training from Ares rather than her sisters. The series also abandons the classic "magic clay" origin story, and instead reveals that story was a lie concocted to protect Diana from Queen Hera's wrath, as she is truly the flesh-and-blood daughter of Amazon leader Hippolyta and Lord Zeus, making her just another demigoddess in a long line of Zeus's bastards. This change is done to give some additional motivation for Diana to be embedded in the inter-Olympian conflict, which manifests through a new supporting cast made up mostly of bland male gods and demigods.

Those kinds of decisions are the typical ones that upset comic nerds. Personally, I dislike them because of what the story and character implications are, not because they're a change from what came before, and because in most instances I think they're less compelling. But I think these decisions do reflect a general lack of confidence in the character being written, essentially molding Wonder Woman into a more broadly appealing, Percy Jackson-esque shape. Despite the ruthless transformation of Diana's world, the character basically remains a shallow paragon of kindness, never getting into the kind of careful emotional depth or development that you can pull out of Greg, Gail, or George's time with her. There are about two issues in the N52 run where Wonder Woman really reckons with what these revelations about her origin mean, and then she's over it. Truthfully, that makes sense, because I don't really care about this change either. It sheds a concept that's potentially rich (being a thing without a strict blood lineage, being a creation of will and magic and earth, ) for one that's very played out.

There are two key threads. The first is the political fight between the gods for control of Olympus, which neither Diana nor us as readers are given much reason to care about. Initially the motivation is revenge on Hera, and then subsequently protecting Zola, but -the thing being fought over- (power over Olympus) isn't something Diana's very concerned with, and it doesn't seem to have real stakes for anybody else. It's just petty infighting.

The second thread is the protection of Zola and her child, which we are given only minimal reason to care about. Diana cares because she cares for everyone, and seemingly feels responsibility for Zola's welfare due to the familial nature of the conflict. Now, multiple times Diana says that she loves Zola, fairly early into knowing her. However, the two characters almost never meaningfully interact other than Diana saving her - and Diana also proclaims that she loves antagonist Hades because she "loves everyone." I get what's being driven at here, but it cheapens the emotional impact when we don't really see any special or unique reason for Diana to care about Zola. Meanwhile, we as readers only care because people die when they are killed - which is pretty low as far as reasons to concern ourselves with a character. None of the supporting cast, Zola especially, feel like actually rounded people, and the plot devolves into thirty-five issues of playing hot potato with a fetus (later infant) MacGuffin.

I think basically every instinct that Azzarello had here as far as plot and characterization was wildly wrong. But the shape of the book is just another expression of the tendency by contemporary comic writers - even those that I like - to treat Greek myth as the key literary influence on Wonder Woman. But for me, this is not or should not be the case. The elements of myth should always be of secondary importance, or heavily intertwined, to different forms of feminist utopianism, its promises or possibilities or erotic potential or even dangers, and the character's balance of her roles as "warrior" and "ambassador." I think this review from around the time of the run's conclusion sums up my feelings well:

...Conflict in truly great Wonder Woman stories comes not from her origin but from her interaction with, ahem, Man’s World. She’s not the last daughter of a dead planet. She’s not wrestling with the ghosts of her past. She’s not driven by personal failure. She is an idealist confronted with the ugly reality of man, and her limited ability to change it. Where other heroes’ conflict is internal turmoil writ large upon their world, Wonder Woman’s is the horror of the external scrawling itself upon her soul.

[let-us-cultivate-our-garden]

Assorted Musings: A Jumbled Collection of Owl House Rewrites

So, I've been thinking of ways to improve The Owl House and the short answer is: make it actually stick to its premise. Show how the Boiling Isles is under the thumb of an oppressive dictator, make Luz an actual outsider in her home world, better explain how Belos came to power, etc.

The following is just a loose assortment of basic premises without rhyme or reason:

On Hexside and Amity-

Hexside and all schools (all buildings really) have a portrait of the Emperor that they say a vow to commit themselves to eradicating wild magic and upholding the Titan's laws. Luz is creeped out to the max by this as it reminds her of North Korea and other dictatorships (in addition to loving Azura, she's also a massive history nerd, to the point of correcting her teachers back home. She doesn't have many friends because she's rather intense about her hyper fixations and can be rather judgy). Hexside is also an exclusive school where a lot of students end up getting into the EC or in the upper echelons of the coven system. They have portraits of all the Hexside alumni who served as coven heads.

Amity is the top student of the school and a firm believer in the Emperor, since her mother is the ceo of Blight Industries and works closely with the Emperor himself. It is guaranteed she will be in the Emperor's Coven. She doesn't actively bully Willow, but does shun her and because of her influence, other kids avoid "half-witch" Willow as well.

On Luz in the Boiling Isles-

Eda is lazy and only took Luz in to help her in her illegal trade and sends her to Hexside so she will at least be out of her hair. She disguises Luz as a witch with undetectable magic (it can only be used in small amounts and only for minor spells). The detention kids don't multi-track as such an idea is sacrilege and it takes Luz to introduce the idea to them. Even then, they're nervous as hell about it. But Luz being Luz, she convinces them that it's not "wild magic" it's just trying out different methods to see if this is the right track. You don't want to upset the Titan by choosing the wrong magic, right?

While she is disguised as a witch in Hexside, she obviously can't use magic, which everyone makes fun of (like Akko in Little Witch Academia). She excells in Potions and Tarot Card Reading, basically anything that doesn't require a bile sac. Everyone calls her a half-witch (a term for a witch with weak or no magical abilities--sometimes witches are born with a malfunctioning bile sac). She makes friends with Willow and Gus, who is still a nerd for all things human related but keeps that secret because human trash is quickly picked up by the coven scouts. Luz steals some of Eda's human junk and explains what they are to Willow and Gus. He's thrilled but also terrified because his new friend is showing him contraband. Willow is suspicious and questions how Luz knows so much. Luz hems and haws for a bit before changing the subject. Hooty is pretty much the same. 10/10 character. King is not a child in this rewrite. His egg was in stasis for a long time and when he hatched he's functionally an adolescent but being in the egg for so long stunted his growth. He's very immature and still thinks he's the King of Demons. He pretends to hate Azura but rereads Luz's book when she's at school. Then Luz stumbles upon his fan fiction. Eda figured out right away that Luz stole her stuff ("but I gave it back, Eda!" "yeah, and I was going to sell it this afternoon but then it mysteriously wasn't in my inventory. You lost me a customer, Luz.") Eda then teaches Luz how to be a better thief and find more human stuff before the EC does.

On Belos-

Under Belos' reign, witches are judged by their strength and power; certain covens have more prestige than others: Abomination and Plant are near the top. Construction and Healing are more in the middle. Bard is at the bottom. Back in the days of the Titan, magic was communal and while, you could specialize in a specific type of magic, it was not regimented and more seen as a preference. All of it came from the Titan and all witches shared their knowledge and gifts equally.

In the days of the Titan, the Titan could speak to people but only through mediums. Although, there were some who argued that the Titan could commune with anyone if you listened and kept yourself spiritually open. Even then, some doubted how the Titan could talk at all if it was dead and perhaps the mediums were just powerful oracle/illusion witches. This led to some factions and divisions over what magic really is in the isles and how it is best used. Over time, fewer witches shared their gifts equally and petty squabbles warped into tribal conflicts. Belos manipulated these tensions by claiming the "elite" mediums spread lies about the Titan's wishes. He claimed that there used to be peace because there was one system and one way of doing things instead of all of this confusion and division. He passed himself off as a humble witch who received a vision from the Titan saying that magic should be unified. But this vision was so powerful that it left his face scarred, hence the mask (although he will show the doubting crowd his face). That only the wisest and most experienced witches could realistically practice all forms of magic while the rest would do the Titan's work in their chosen field. That way, the gifts of the Titan is still being shared among the populace but now with proper guidance. And thus the coven system was born.

Belos uses his curse as proof of being the Prophet of the Titan; when he regenerates an injury without healing magic, everyone is shocked but most importantly, they believe him. He spends his time proselytizing from town to town amassing a following. He calls them his "little birds" and they all wear bird masks as a precursor to the coven scout uniform. When they (rarely) experience violence, Belos whips them up into a frenzy as proof that the "wild witches" are against them. In one incident, Belos and his followers are prevented from preaching in a town. A fight breaks out and one of his followers is killed. Belos declares them a martyr and asks if his followers will sit by and not defend themselves? The crowd--already upset of course--then burns the town to the ground. As the years go by, people notice that Belos doesn't age and doesn't eat or drink, leading more people to believe in his divine message and join him.

[nimuetheseawitch]

director’s commentary: experts in a dying field

Alright, time to dig in. I saw this ask and set the scene for myself by brewing a cup of (decaf) English breakfast, pulling up my laptop, and putting on Glenn Gould's recording of Bach's Well-Tempered Clavier, Books I & II. To add to the academic vibes, there's even a fireplace and ivy in this room.

I'm going to start with my notes doc and then reread the fic and write anything that comes to mind, so it's probably gonna be long, and I'm putting it all under a cut.

I just opened my notes doc for this fic/series, and of course, the first thing I see is copy-pasted notes from conversations with you. This is how it all began:

nimuetheseawitch: I want a Jake as a math professor AU  A little OOC, but I want him to not be aware of how attractive he is  He wanted to be a naval aviator, but something uncontrollable stopped him (like him being colorblind or something), and he was a scrawny kid in high school, then a math major, and he never got over thinking of himself as a nerd  hero-in-waiting: Ooooo. Maybe he had some bad teenage years and went into math and never really realized he grew up well.  nimuetheseawitch: He is cocky about his math though  Very Jeff Goldblum in Jurassic Park and Independence Day kind of cocky  

I managed to hash out all the broad strokes in that conversation. My favorite thing that didn't make it into the fic was your suggestion that Bradley does a spot on NPR. It is my headcanon for the fic, but it never made sense to mention.

Alright, reread time!

First thing I want to talk about is imagining Jake with glasses. Vests, rolled up shirt sleeves, occasional sweaters, glasses! Indiana Jones when he's teaching style. He does not realize how many of his students are hopelessly in love with him. I imagine half of why his whole thing with Bradley stirs up the rumor mill is that students are desperate to know more about both of them.

I just love them as ex-husbands.

I had planned on saying something about Wells being eccentric to explain why he used "Merlin," but I never did.

I definitely tried to set up Jake as ridiculously competitive and a little bit petty where Bradley is concerned because neither of them is really handling the whole being at the same university thing in the most mature manner. And also because I love for them to be asshole4asshole.

Amelia! I'm so glad I aged her up and threw her into the middle of this. I didn't want to make any of the Daggers Jake's TA, and I wanted someone to bridge between the college rumor mill and Jake's relative isolation in his department, and I think I fit her quite well into the small amount of space available in Jake and Javy's codependent friendship. Also, I always need Javy to have someone to commiserate with.

Man, so much of this story is pulling from my own academic experiences. I don't know if it resonates with anyone else, but the pub scene takes me back every time I read it. Cheese curds, beer, and the faint smell of wet wool from the snow melting on everyone's discarded outerwear.

I love the conspiracy board.

I also love Amelia roasting Jake. He needs it.

This is possibly my favorite line I have ever written (even though I love the 'stache): “All he would tell me is that you have a quote ‘mysterious and tragic history’ with him. When I asked him to elaborate, he followed up with ‘have you seen Bradshaw’s mustache? The mystery is why anyone would allow that kind of tragedy within 10 feet of them.’ He was absolutely no help.”

I didn't get into it too much, but Jake really tries to avoid thinking about how much he misses being married to Bradley. Because when it was good, it was really good. Even though it's been about 2 years, he still feels the ghost of his wedding band on his ring finger. He learned how to be Bradley's husband, and it's hard to unlearn that.

I would love to explore Bob more. Bob POV on wtf is going on between Bradshaw and Seresin. Bob, who has a background in cryptography and knows all the gossip, and who Jake is definitely actually going to become friends with once he stops spending all his energy on avoiding Bradley and proving himself (so, basically after he gets approved for tenure).

Amelia should, in every universe, think Bradley's flirting is dumb.

Jake is all thrown off by Bradley and tries to set boundaries (calling him Dr. Bradshaw, communicating via official email and office phone) and then goes and recommends a restaurant he knows Bradley will like. He just isn't capable of forgetting how well he knows Bradley. And Bradley is over here desperately grasping at any possible opening while also pretending he's Totally Normal about Ice visiting. Pierogi are a step too far.

Chana masala is always good.

Bradley and Jake are really, really bad at keeping the personal and the professional separate. Absolutely hopeless.

I have such a soft spot for both Jewish!Jake and Jewish!Ice. And I'm so soft for Bradley connecting with Jake about something that reminds him so much of the familly he's pushed away.

I feel like Javy coming over to take care of Jake is part of a pattern that defines their friendship - they each will drop everything to be there for each other.

Bradley may not have his shit together, but Jake, hon, your shit is also not together. I would love to write a follow-up where Jake figures his shit out and makes things work with Bradley.

Also, part of Bradley getting his shit together is also backing off a little on trying to get back together with Jake. The hot and cold thing really wan't working for either of them.

To finish things off, here are some of the random bits I have floating around in my notes doc that may, someday, become something more:

Early relationship: Bradley whispering into the dark, "I feel like I can tell you anything."  Falling apart: Jake breaking down a bit and saying "I feel like you never tell me anything."  

I really like this line, and I have nowhere to put it yet:

But you were so stuck in the past that you never let us have a future. 

Possible follow up fic ideas:

5 times they kissed goodbye and the time they didn't - prequel that explores how their relationship changed from dating to marriage to long distance to divorce

5 times Jake started things all wrong and the time he got it right - getting back together (Bradley won't settle for just a hookup) 

Thanks for the ask - it was a lovely way to spend my evening. I wrote way, way more than I expected to. This AU makes me really happy.

[bonecaffeine]

hullo! I hope you're doing good <3 i've never usually cared much for matchups but i've fallen in love with the Touchstarved characters. i think the wait is far too long and so i decided to indulge myself heh my description: Pronouns: she/her Name: Lillian (Nickname: Lily) Romantic matchup Physical features: shoulder-length wavy, dark hair that always looks like a mess and deep brown eyes, tan skin, 5'2 (unfortunately) Hobbies: reading, writing, art, video games, working out, cooking, building stuff, collecting random things, Likes: animals, music, films, photography, travelling, architecture, martial arts, sports (mainly football), spicy foods, sweets!! (its an obsession), anything horror and sci-fi, playing in the rain/snow, playfighting, nature, the beach, tattoos, piercings, jackets. i'm a HUGE science nerd, esp when it comes to physics and bio. i love math and history too. also i've had this obsession with the colour blue since i could remember. Dislikes: insects, country music, silence, hot weather, bad listeners, constant lying, geography Random facts: My top love languages are definitely physical affection, quality time and acts of service. I've always been a stubborn picky eater despite my family trying to kill that habit. My music preferences are a mix of metal, rock, indie and pop. it really varies based on my mood. i love listening to classical music as well. I can be quite clumsy most of the time but it helped me develop quick reflexes, i don't actually end up causing a mess often (thank god or i'd be dead). i do get a ton of small injuries though. My recklessness is usually calculated, so don't be worried if i jump off the roof :) (i'm an adrenaline junkie, i can't help it) I do a bit of calisthenics because i'm trying to improve on my core strength and parkour skills. I can be really directionless most of the time because my memory is frankly embarrassingly poor, which means i get lost easily. I'm an ambivert who fluctuates between loving people with my bleeding heart and hating (almost) everyone. i tend to yap a lot. i love intense discussions about anything and everything. it's fun to bicker and tease. I'm overly dramatic and sassy. I like being in charge but wouldn't mind someone else having the reigns for a change. I'm really protective and loyal once i become fond of someone. I'm used to being the one to take care of others, i like to spoil my people. I have this habit of giving a personalized nickname to anyone i'm close to. Once i get attached, i'm real clingy. I try to help out whenever i can, even at my own expense, but i'm working on it. It's really hard for me to open up about my issues and talk about my feelings; i prefer cracking jokes or distractions. I tend to feel cold often, esp my hands and feet. Most of the time my muscles are usually sore. I struggle with sleep and my appetite is kind of inconsistent. I don't get unnerved easily by blood, gore, etc and can watch literally anything with a straight face. My top aesthetic is grunge or dark academia probably.

Thank you for reading all of this lmao <3 I'm so excited to see what you come up with!

Hii, I'm doing well, thanks!^^ here's your matchup!

☆ romantic matchup

☆ tw - none!

...

*Drum roll please* I match you with Ais!

The similiarities between your life styles are so so apparent! Just like you, Ais also lives for a fun challenge and for the feeling of an adrenaline rush. It's fairly obvious by Ais's body type that he's athletic, so he would have no trouble keeping up with your need for adventure, whether that be via sports or doing something daring. I see Ais enjoying martial arts and calisthenics too, and he'd be absolutely down to learn those skills with you!

Additionally, I think that Ais has a high tolerance for spicy food so he'll challenge you to eat a bunch of very spicy food with him as a fun game.

You two also share a liking for animals! He'll be so happy if you share the same interest in keeping soulless as pets, and he'll gladly let you petsit his own soulless when he is busy.

While Ais is an avid yapper himself, sometimes it feels nice to sit back and listen to someone else talk instead. He'll listen to you as intently as he can and if that turns into a fiery debate, then so be it! As stated earlier, Ais loves a good challenge, and he'll try using his wit to win the upperhand in a discussion like the smartass he is. Ais does it because he just loves watching your dramatic reactions! This type of playful teasing appears very often in your relationship.

If you ask about his tattoo, he'll gladly tell you the meaning or the reason he got it. He'll even encourage you to touch it and will use his tattooed arm as an excuse to get closer to you, if only that's what you're comfortable with, of course!

Speaking about physical touch, it's definetly one of his top love languages! He's just not too big on PDA though, but he'll put an arm over your shoulders when you're sitting/walking somewhere. Other than that, he likes cuddling with you in private! He's definetly a big spoon and a comfortable one at that since he has quite a bit of mass.

I think that Ais has acts of service as his love language too, though it's a type of love language reserved for people closest to him, like you. He'll always have a favorite snack of yours somewhere in his pocket, will actively plan dates for you two to go on and will sometimes pick up peculiar trinkets for you to add to your random stuff collection.

Ais doesn't mind that you're a picky eater and won't try to get you to eat things that you really don't want. But if you want to try to eat something new, he'll try it with you!

When you joke about your own struggles and trauma Ais will humor you, but will also briefly remind you that you can talk to him about anything. Ais may not be a very serious guy, but he'll get serious when life calls for it!

...

I hope you enjoy it, Lily!! It may be a bit ooc, so I'm sorry about that!!

[tideswept]

15 questions for 15 friends

I was tagged by a few people, so~here we go!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Kinda! I was supposed to be born a boy, and absolutely nothing was prepared for me when I turned out to be female. And mom went "I like my sister's name" and named me that. (This caused a lot of drama.) So I wasn't named after her per se but....

I ... I was almost a Peter.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Few weeks ago.

3. Do you have kids?

4. What sports do you play/ have you played?

None tbh other than what I was forced to in school. Oh. OH WAIT SWIMMING IS A SPORT. Okay. Yeah. I did a lot of that. I just, uh, never view it that way?

5. Do you use sarcasm?

... having a small crisis upon the realization that I rarely do these days. god what happened to me I was such a sarcastic little demon I'm all EARNEST now

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Hair. Weird thing, right? Mostly because I'm always impressed by how people can keep their hair tamed. (me, with curly hair: [despair]) Followed quickly by body language.

7. What's your eye colour?

Brown! I'm told it looks green up close but ehhhh. (doubt)

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Scary movies! Or, you know, scary movies with (relative) happy endings are also good!

9. Any talents?

I have a knack for detecting accents/identifying languages and having a general, if not specific, idea of where people are from. I also have a scarily good aim. (though my form is atrocious and under no circumstances should ever be mimicked)

I'm also a pretty decent cook! Bit hit or miss as a baker, though.

10. Where were you born?

Venezuela!

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing, gaming, reading, cooking, being a lil' nerdy about Disney comics and Disney history overall. Obsessively analyzing data.

12. Do you have any pets?

I point you upwards! Big one is Jupiter (ASH) and the small one is Saturn (Russian Blue). Both of them are about 13 years old.

13. How tall are you?

5'2... and a half. (It counts!) [158cm]

14. Favourite subject in school?

English, since it gave me an excuse to read and tune out everything else lmao. (I was often bullied, or, I guess, attempted, once I got into a book you could scream in my ear and I was full Helen Keller. Who? What? Don't care.) ♥ Depending on the teacher, I also really liked history and science! Basically, as long as I don't have to do math and the teacher wasn't a bitter monster, I enjoyed the subject.

15. Dream job?

Ethnologist! Oh my god, I'd be so delighted to get to nerd out like that! ♥ With the rise of various internet cultures I think, more than ever, we could really use more of them around. It's such an interesting thing to do to be able to delve in order to contrast and compare, to find links and reasons for variances, commonalities, schisms--all of them. There's so much data available online, and it paints such a colorful, and sometimes tragic, implications that extend far into our burgeoning global identity and--

I'll shush. 👀

Tagging: @scatteredheroes @irrationalsense @dark--whisperings @aigoos @gretchenzellerbarnes @qed23 @mollysunder @mari-lwyd-fannibal-blog @skyerie @minimal23 @ellelans @mutteringretreats1 and anyone who hasn't yet gotten tagged/wants to do it!

[eatanorange]

@ethan-elliott u r always pulling through with the tag games and I love that. its a silly little get to know me but I also overshare re:family grievances/trauma so I'll put it under here (no specifics, factual, lighthearted)

Origin of my username: it's pinned at the top of my page ;) This page was born from me struggling with being an autistic adult* & (re)learning skills I "should" already know and be able to do, like driving. When I forced myself to learn at the 'normal' age, I got into two accidents and pulled over before turning 18 (aka less than a full year) 😀 I still haven't tried the highway circa age 24, but from the ages of 18-23 I wasn't driving at all and I became homebound after I graduated college, then my mother decided to disclose to me the family history of agoraphobia after 23 years of 'damn why don't u just do things'. Eating an orange sounds so simple, doesn't it? Sometimes it is. It doesn't have to be that deep, though, maybe I want to encourage tumblr's vitamin C intake.

OTPs: u could convince me to like any ship if there's a specific claim to it (/gen). I do have a star tattoo for Jegulus though 😭😮‍💨

Favourite Colour: warm purples

Song Stuck In My Head: whatthehellishappening? by glass animals

Weirdest Trait: if you tell me your birthday and I like you even a little bit I will remember it. forever. I will *not* remember day of though bc I rarely know what day it physically is.

Hobbies: writing, gaming, drawing tarot cards based off shows, bit of MMA type exercises, fan editing, ......blogging.

Profession: I work in a pathology lab right now, I have also worked in biocontrol and environmental law research for my jobs in undergrad, I'm studying to be an information professional (magnus archives got to me)

Dream Job: ironic, given the agoraphobia spell, but I want a job where it's in the description/nature of the profession to curate community or add to a small community so, librarian. I have fantasized ab the barista life (fully convinced my disassociation is stronger than most mean customers).

Something I’m Good At: hallucinating spiders when I take melatonin

Something I Hate: people who conflate respect with authority, car infrastructure

Something I Collect: my contact lenses in a little bottle next to my bed

Something I Forget: the post about rosekiller I was going to make relating them to whatthehellishappening? by glass animals (stay tuned)

Love Language: idk how to answer this 🤗 it has varied amongst everyone, so I suppose whatever leads to knowing specifics about one another. Likely extends from quality time(?)

Favorite Movie/Show: jujutsu kaisen is Up There, I'm quite easy to please tho.

Favorite Food: garlic bread and chocolate cake/brownies 🫵🏼

Favorite Animal: love a panther, foxes, crows & hawks, will u accept giant silk moths as an animal?

What Was I Like As A Child: I was really mean with a lot of internalized biases and neglected mental illnesses/developmental differences. whenever someone talks about doing that exercise where you speak with your inner child mine is screaming and tearing me to shreds and calling me slurs, turning into an eldritch horror then breaking down sobbing. everyone say ✨thank you mother✨. I don't remember my childhood until I do <3. Azula from atla was my favorite character growing up if that helps with context. Like I wanted her to win.

Favorite School Subject: I am a nerd and a generalist how dare you ask me this question (/j)

Least Favorite Subject: it was history, but I think bc my district was bad at teaching it.

Best Character Trait: curious, patient

Worst Character Trait: spiteful, dismissive

Who Would I Meet if I Travelled Back in Time: my grandmother's parents before they fled The World War

anyone who wants to do this pls do and please tag me :)

[presidenthades]

Where do you get such ideas?

Awesome update on Lavender's blue altough it made me a bit sad reading that Rhaenyra longs for Daemon and Alicent longs for Rhaenyra - Viserys really knows how to screw things up. Also I love Jace's POV but I find Aegons much more interesting and the whole thing with the tea for a moment I thought it was Larys doing but no he is not that sloppy this was pretty stupid and I really dont think that Mysaria or Daemon would do something like this Daemon would have drowned Alicent's kids with moontea if that was his intention I believe that even if they are not together he would still not do anything to harm Rhaenyra.

This smells like something a jilted lover would have done, a pretty stupid one at that.

Also Jace's educational methods I will never forget about it and Aegon was like where have you been my entire life I need you.

I kinda see the kids being part of Aegon's future Small Council Aemond the history nerd maybe as Master of Laws, Luce as Master of Coin Joff perhaps as Master of Whispers Daeron I still need to think about that but marybe some sort of diplomat and Jace well she is not a pretty consort she is the brains of the marriage she will be the Hand or maybe Aegon will say she is my equal she is the one wearing the pants here

Honestly, sometimes I read Asks and Comments that get my brain going, and suddenly I get an idea that I might never have thought of without a reader planting that seed in my head!

Rhaenyra definitely lost a lot in this AU. She still has a nice life on Driftmark, but she’s never gotten over how everyone she cares about has seemingly rejected her. 😞 She really only has her kids in this universe.

No comment on the moon tea, only vague emojis ☕️ 👀 🤐

I mostly read on AO3 not Tumblr, so I may have missed some fics, but I’m honestly kind of surprised that I have yet to read another story about someone using sex/striptease to motivate Aegon 😂. It’s the ultimate incentive for him lol.

Aegon is almost definitely going to clean house one day when he’s king.

[chellyore]

Wolf pack. Arthur, Rosalyn, Mylah, and Liam. Just a small drawing. I felt like drawing fluff. Also, I have no idea how wolf legs work still. Enjoy, I'm currently not sure how this app works but I also post on instragram which has a lot more as of writing this.

But I know how to fix that, let's go over character traits and basic meet the character type of stuff.

Liam- he is 16, or 15 I'm still deciding on year this takes place, 2020 or 2021.

He he likes therian culture, wolves, animals in general too, and making stuff, like man can make a weapon out of anything or even masks that look like animals.

Mylah- 15 or 14, depending on year story will take place.

She likes constellations, astrology, psychology, animalogy, anything with logy at the end. Girl is a completely a nerd like her dad, but is more outgoing and is willing to be a tad bit of a bully, only jokingly though, and doesn't take it too far, sometimes.

Arthur- 41 or 40

He is a nerd, plain and simply. If you want facts about something like say, the magma that it takes for a volcano to blow or even what certain things do in the body, he is you're man. But most of all he is a loving father, taking his family out with him on trips around the world for his job, dressing up in middle ages outfits and sword battling for his kid's entertainment, and being a lovely one to vent to.

Rosalyn- 42 or 41

She is lively, full of love, and overall a good mother. She will protect those She loves with everything she has, and even show affections if they get too distracted by their lectures of science and history(Arthur) She also loves just showing her child the world of Aura, though never really some parts, as to spare her such knowledge.

Might as well add him as he is shown. He is the one guy with the salmon-colored hair.

Finnegan- he is 14 or 15

And he is a gurdian from Astral himself. He follows rules, organizes, even when others try to stop him, likes to learn about the mortal plane he never has been in, and well guy has a fascinating interest in rocks as they don't exist in the Astral. Like puts them in rows and compares them together. (he might be on the Spectrum) but he is also calculated and knows all about the aura stuff, particularly stuff Mylah isn't allowed to know.

And that's a lot of the information I can share on Aurawolves for right now. If any questions please never be afraid of comment, I have no idea how Tumblr works but I feel like this might be better than Instagram giving the whole AI thing, so let's learn together shall we.

[hollowedmind]

Nisha, tyler ,adam headcannons

Starting off with their families(TW spansih words/j)

Adam Delgaldo-Chen 17

nicknames: addy, adds/ads, king Adam, jerk, Principe/caballero, bro, otou, guey/compa/fiera

His father is Japanese, and his mother is afro Latino she is from the Dominican Republic. he was born October 26

fathers a high school teacher (English 10 and Ap lit and comp) and mom has owned a small diner

Nisha lucia Mendoza-Reyes 17

nicknames: Princessa/princess, Firey/hot tempered, loca, bruja, encabronada,

her family if from El Salvador. Nisha has an older brother. She was born on July 9

her father works in an autoshops, and his mother is a part house cleaner

Tyler Lopez-Jones 16

nicknames: ty, Indiana, Guero, "no sabo", mono/monito,

he's white Latino, his mother from Mexico. Tyler has two younger sisters. He was born august 31st

his mother dosent work and his father an office job

Tyler and Adam met playing baseball they been on the same team since they were little. Tyler is the main pitcher on their team and Adam is the starting batter(Adam also does track).

Nisha plays basketball and is on currently varsity

all of them go to each other games

Nisha lives down the street of where Tyler lives

their families send over a lot of food over to each other. meaning they've swapped out plenty of tubber ware so much that almost all of their containers aren't theirs

Adam and Tyler were both chambelanes at Nisha quince (her dress was a Firey blue)

Nisha and Tyler were at the championship they cheered for Adam the whole time

Tyler really struggles with learning thing he can't Rember anything he learn but he is in very deep on the internet and can hyper fixate and create a 20-page essay on the lore of the Nintendo Wii

Tyler is a very big no Sabo kid he sucks at Spanish Nisha and Adam tease him a bit for it, they do help him learn

Adam and Nisha gossip in Spanish together

Nisha is very trendy always know was happening online always changing styles and ideas to fit whatever everyone else doing

they are all high schoolers Adam and Nisha are juniors (in the real-world Adam was 16 when he played the hollow so he still 16 in game making Tyler and Nisha older him) Tylers is a sophomore'

Nisha has had a good handful of boyfriends but, since most don't like her being friends with Tyler an Adam (they shit talk them together)

Adam is a big science nerd it's his fav subject gets good grades, Nisha hates school likes pe and any electives gets okay grades B's mostly sometimes c's, Tyler likes history cause it interesting is all over the place really, he does well sometimes then all of sudden drop has failed Spanish at least once highest grade an a-

Adam likes drawing he drawn all of his friends

Nisha (and Tyler) have stolen Adams clothes (mostly jackets) both on accident and own purpose

Adam and Tyler have broken windows practicing baseball in their back yard

Tyler's sister enjoys playing princesses and drag Tyler and them to play

Adam always being the prince and Nisha the dragon, Tyler whatever else

ty sisters like Adam far more then Tyler it kind of pisses him off

Nisha and Adam have a major spice tolerances Tyler very much less so

thanksgiving goes crazy with them parents and some of their relatives, they make so much food leftovers for weeks.

this is all complete lore accurate (lots of this is from my family and life)

[dragons-and-ages]

And I’m done with The World of Thedas Vol 2!

With special mention for The Seer’s Yarn. Note that all of The Seer’s Yarn is included within the text of TWoTV2 and you don’t need to hunt it down separately. This printing was included in the special edition box.

While Volume 1 focused on the overarching history of Thedas and went into details about the places, cultures, history, and a general overview of magic in the world, Volume 2 really focuses on the people. There are large chapters dedicated to each of the three games. It doesn’t go into detail about our protagonists of course, but it lists out all of their companions, allies, and enemies, giving you little snippets of their history… Almost like an anthology of in-game codices.

In fact, much like the first volume, this one reads as though it was written in-universe and kept vague in key places. So there is room for the player’s choice, but there is also space for BioWare to go back and retcon, blaming the errors in the book on the unnamed in-universe author. Speaking of errors, there is a small section in the back, penned by Brother Genitivi, that addresses some of the errors in Volume 1.

I would definitely recommend a read to learn things like the history of Cousland’s parents, an account of Leandra and Malcolm Hawke’s meeting and flight from Kirkwall, Meredith’s childhood (it informs but does not excuse her actions in Kirkwall), The Iron Bull’s history in the ranks of the Qunari, and many more. There’s even little tidbits about the characters in DAI’s multiplayer.

One fascinating and ominous bit in the book is the little snippets about the Grim Anatomy, a book found in the Western Approach. There is art from this text scattered throughout the latter half of the Inquisition chapter and the figures have nothing to do with the main text. It was written in an unknown script by an unknown author and details the dissection of various beasts with a focus on the eyes. The further you get in the book, the more the author seems to focus on demons entering through the eye and the demonic possession of the creatures being dissected until it devolves into a mass of incomprehensible diagrams in the final, damaged pages. Like. What the fuck. I wanna know more about THAT.

In between the sections about the HoF, Hawke, and the Inquisitor, there are large chapters that read as in-world books:

The New Cumberland Chant of Light

Andraste’s Bookshelf: Essential Tomes for the Painfully Devout

The Seers Yarn: A Treasury of Tales for Children All Over

The Whole Nug: Culinary Treasures of Thedas

These read like exceptionally long Codex entries, giving more insight into the world. Personally, these sections were my favorite and very fun to read. A special shout-out to The Seer’s Yarn. It contains children’s stories from most cultures in Thedas and it’s fun to imagine our heroes having listened to some of them in childhood.

This is my favorite one. I love the art and the idea of Lavellan having been sung the lullaby as a child and, in turn, singing it softly to her children.

As I’m preparing to play a Cousland, I’m thinking about how much she knows about all of this. Seeing as she’s a noble, I imagine she has access to plenty of books, not necessarily just Chantry-approved items. This is my lore heavy worldstate and Theo is definitely a big nerd with a soft heart.

Next up, I dive into the actual story of the world with The Stolen Throne!