#but i really wanna get some stuff posted so that's a problem for the next time i draw them lol

[elibean]

also we are at the halfway point and like, nothing substantial has happened

[seventh-district]

several days and 15 thousand words later, i am relieved to report that the suffocating urge to Write Something has been sated and no longer has me in a chokehold

[rexomi]

Something something. Making Solas a liar in Veilguard actively brings back a problem they fixed working on Inquisition.

On December 20 2019 VGS posted an interview with Trick Weekes about their work on Solas. This whole sentence is a link so its large enough for mobile but also disclaimer this is before they changed their name so deadname warning.

Here's a transcription I found here which is where i took the screenshots above. Since I know not everyone has 40 minutes to listen to an online radio interview.

I however highlighted the main point since most of you are not reading the screenshots anyway but skimming through. Rant under Read-more. Also bc i try to not be too negative on people's dashs but also i wanna ramble some more.

"But he lied a lot more. And it really weakened his character."

You can tell this happened during the game. Solas lies only once within Inquisition. He says something he can't be vague about and you push him so he lies, badly. He usually tells the truth vaguely. Typically Solas lies no more than Blackwall.

I fully believe that if in Inquisition your inquisitor figured out that Solas was Fen’harel and asked him bluntly to his face he'd confess. He might even be impressed. But why would you ever start to think that. No one assumes that their coworker is actually Poseidon regardless of how much they love the beach and ocean.

He hides in your expectations.

You can't ask him about being an ancient elf or being Fen'harel of myth because those aren't very probable. They're astronomically low to be truth within that universe. And outside, no one finished DA2 and went i wonder if one of our next companions is the Dread Wolf. Sera said, impossible things can't be surprises. He doesn't have to lie so when the truth comes out it's becomes obvious on a second playthrough.

They then actively bring back a problem they fixed in Inquisitions development. That they were open about fixing. That having a character that outright lies to you makes you have no intention of even hearing out the character. It retroactively undercuts Inquisition bc i see people trying to find Solas' lies in it when they aren't going to find any beyond the court intrigue.

It undercuts any lore we do get from Solas bc people dismiss it outright as being a lie from Mr "I abhor blood magic". I feel like shaking people's shoulders like no, dont do it.

They retconned him guys i have proof from 2019.

And its like if you hate Solas is this even satisfying? Like that's not Solas. His motivations are gone (that's a whole other post) and so is his core personality trait. It's like they went here's the Dreadwolf but during the ten years they replaced the smug asshole who was insufferably right with a 20 yo senior chihuahua that doesnt have any teeth.

My favorite villains are those that tell the truth. Because nothing hurts more than the truth. Can you imagine if he told you the truth. If he told you horrible things that you dismissed as lies to only be true. Wouldn't Varric’s death have more weight if he told you Varric was dead only for you - for everyone - to see him in the Lighthouse. If it was a spirit who took his shape to help you or even because it saw something worth reflecting in your memories.

So you dismiss him until it's revealed near the end oh he was telling the truth and you have an oh shit maybe he was right about other things but its too late to try and stop any of the truths he told you which could be from allies/companions betraying to stuff about Ghilan'nain and Elgarnan.

Like the only way to redeem Solas was to listen to him and by going out of your way to address problems he sees and you can find the alternative to tearing down the Veil by a series a little puzzle pieces throughout the game.

Have it be he will only listen to you if you listen to him. That he'll reject your other solution bc why the hell would he trust you if you couldnt extend the same.

Like Solas couldve been a great villian and he should've been great for both the haters and those that liked him. Not only the romance but for those who became his friend. Like i keep coming back to if i hated Solas would i be satisfied with Veilguard.

And the answer is no because that isnt Solas.

Tricking him has no weight bc he's an idiot in Veilguard like not even in the ending bc doesn't notice you switch the dagger around like right in front of him but none of his actions make sense. Ppl have mentioned the regret prison makes no sense for Elgarnan and Ghilan'nain bc they don't have regrets.

Attacking Solas has no weight because he literally needs the shit kicked out of him by a dragon for it to even begin to work. They literally need him to be at deaths door before its realistic that Rook could take him in a fight.

Redeem has no weight bc of the massive retcons to his motivations. They had to retcon the post credits scene bc even if Flemythal went hey i don't want you to do this Dai Solas wouldve went okay but that doesnt solve my other problems with the veil including the corruption of spirits and the fact its in literal shambles so i guess is still coming down.

I'm just disappointed. By the end of Trespasser they had a great villian and they just tossed it to the side and reverted him and people are arguing about a character who's sole defining trait in Veilguard is a problem they solved before Inquisition launched.

Basically we can sum it up with a screenshot.

[jeonginsleftcheek]

Heart shaped

pairing: lee felix x gn!reader

genre: fluff, roommates to lovers au

warning/s: just disgusting fluff

a/n: this is an old drabble that has been in my drafts for like half a year. i wanted to post dolly today but since i got delayed here's a little something, happy valentine's day my babies🩷

You're slowly waking up. Your eyes flutter before you finally open them and they land on the window.

It's still dark out. 3am. That's what it says on your clock.

Great. This is the third night in a row that your roommate woke you up with strange noises in the kitchen. The last two nights you tried to ignore it.

Felix isn't the type of person to do stuff like that on purpose, so you let him be. Whatever he's doing won't be long, right?

Well, here you are, proven to be wrong.

You sigh, deciding you really need to get up and check what he's doing.

"Felix?" your voice startles him and he turns from the stove abruptly. He looks like a deer caught in headlights.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Did I wake you up? I'm sorry!" he panics, scrambling around the kitchen and moving stuff.

But you can see what he's trying to hide. There is at least five trays of well- kind of heart shaped cookies, some of them are burnt, some were crushed into pieces, some had icing on them.

"Are you nervous baking?" you chuckle, coming closer and you can see redness forming on his freckled cheeks.

"Yeah, something like that." he nods, avoiding your eyes.

"Are you making heart shaped cookies?" you try again.

"I'm trying to make heart shaped cookies." he corrects you, finally looking up at you. "I accidentally burned the first batch. And the second one, they started falling apart. And then this third one just wasn't the right taste. And the fourth one, the icing looks weird. And-"

"Why don't you breathe?" you place your hands on his shoulders as he almost starts hyperventilating.

"Yeah, yeah, that's like important." Felix says and you chuckle at his 3am brain.

"Can you tell me why you're doing this?" you ask when you think he's calmed down a little.

"I'm..." he swallows, "I'm trying to confess to someone."

"Oh." you nod. "And you wanna bring them cookies?"

"Yeah, exactly." he says, biting on his lip nervously.

"Since I'm not sleeping anymore, I could help you?" you suggest and he chuckles.

"Now that would be ironic." he says.

"What? Why would it be ironic?" you ask.

"No, no reason." Felix smirks at your 3am brain.

"Okay, you can help me."

Both of you get to work, to make perfectly heart shaped cookies that are also delicious and don't crumble the moment you grab them.

You wonder who the recipient is, but you don't want to pry, if Felix wanted to tell you he would.

-

"Alright, let's do a taste test." you nod confidently once they're done.

The two of you grab a cookie each and count down to one before biting into it.

"Mm, these are perfect!" you exclaim, eyes wide.

"They're so good!" Felix matches your excitement.

"Hey, thanks for helping me." he adds, smiling at you fondly.

"No problem, good luck with your confession." you say.

"Thank you." Felix chuckles.

-

When you walk into the kitchen the next morning, you see something covered up on the table.

You walk over to it slowly and realize there's a little paper with your name on it.

Your brows furrow in confusion as you pick up the note and reveal what was covered up.

"Oh." you gasp when you see the cookies you worked hard on last night with Felix, all nicely rounded in a cute basket with decorative flowers.

You take a look at the note but there's nothing on it except your name.

"See, this is why I said it's ironic you're helping me." Felix's voice startles you and you turn around and look at him.

He's leaning on the fridge, arms crossed on his chest as he smirks at you.

"W-what?" you ask like you're dumbfounded because there is no way.

"They're for you. I'm confessing to you." his smirk turns into a shy smile, his demeanor changing into something softer.

"Oh."

"Is that a good 'oh'? Or a bad 'oh'?" he asks.

"It's a good 'oh'." you chuckle and Felix comes closer to you.

"I like you. I have for a while. And I was wondering if you feel the same. And if you do, maybe we can take this basket of cookies on a picnic date with us." Felix says and you chuckle at him, your heart rate picking up speed.

"I'd love to take the cookies on a picnic date."

Both of you laugh, and Felix is leaning closer into you.

"Does that mean you like me? Or you just like the cookies?" he asks, his breath hitting your cheek and making your heart flutter.

"Both." you whisper with a smile and Felix presses his lips on yours gently.

Your eyes flutter shut as you stay still for a few moments before both of you lean away sheepishly.

"You know..." you start and Felix looks at you expectantly.

"I would've said yes even if the cookies were burnt or crumbling into pieces." you say and he blushes, fidgeting with his hands.

"Good to know."

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[reagi-df]

Runt pt 2

Sneaking into the Barons lab was pretty easy, well after all the climbing he suffered through. Luckily he’s still slim enough to get through the air ducts and his shell tingles at the memories of when he was too big to get through small spaces when he was younger, resulting in him getting stuck.

Mistress took one look at him and proceeded to wrap his shell in some kind of bind and refused to let him take it off. It was a painful blur after that, the bind getting tighter and tighter as time went on. But it eventually let him slip into smaller spaces without the fear of his shell making him get stuck.

The dull ache in his eyes brings him back to the present but he pushes through as he makes his way towards the lab.

He’s got a job to do and he refuses to screw it up because he can’t seem to get out of his head.

Runt just stares for a moment longer before he scoffs and carries on. He doesn't have time for them, it's not his mission and really, he’d rather not stare at them any longer than he has to.

But it does beg the question as to what they're doing here. He doesn't remember hearing any reports of his having captured them, the last he heard the council suspects the Baron thinks the experiments are dead.

They must’ve sneaked in also, that would explain the human as well. Runt thinks.

Shaking off the thoughts, Runt makes his way to the lab.

He needs to focus.

Runt goes to move but he feels a tremor in the ground, making him pause. And just then there’s a commotion as the three turtles and human come crashing down. In spite of himself Runt stands there for a moment in shock, not having to expect them this soon. Groaning, he hides in the shadows.

The turtles and human are going to be a problem.

Part 1 /

Prodigy master post

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This took so long… I drew some stuff ages ago and had touched it ages so that’s why my art’s inconsistent, although thin that’s just my art. But I’m hoping to get out of the eps one next updated cos it’s dragging on me XD but there stuff I really wanna get into after that ❤️

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

Reader is super drunk at a party and accidentally kisses a random guy instead of her boyfriend, Rafe. When they get home, Rafe gets super angry. Make it as dark as possible please!!!

i see it now

toxic!boyfriend!rafe cameron x fem!girlfriend!reader

cw — 18+ minors dni, this is dark so be warned, smut, p in v, rafe slaps reader, unintentional cheating, dacryphilia, consumption of alcohol, dub-con, breeding kink, pet names, rafe is very toxic, degradation, recording, talks of cocaine, somewhat happy ending because i felt bad

a/n — i don’t usually write dark stuff but i tried my best

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

you smiled against his lips, his hands massaging your ass in the skin tight dress you were wearing with yours resting on his broad chest. it wasn’t as firm as you remembered. the way he kissed wasn’t as you remembered either. you were too hammered to even care though. you could barely remember how many shots you’d taken and you were sure rafe had done a few lines.

“‘m gonna go get us some more drinks,” you slurred out before prying his hands from you and slipping off to get grab some beers. you immediately felt a cold hand grab your wrist. you tried wiggling it from the death grip and turned to face the culprit, your very upset looking boyfriend. “rafe? what’s your problem? i told you i was getting us some more drinks.”

he scoffed at that and snatched the beer from your hands. he used the grip on your wrist to pull you through the crowd of people and up to some random room, slamming the door and leaving you stumbling inside. “what the fuck is wrong with you? grabbin’ and kissin’ all up on other dudes, are you fuckin’ serious right now?”

you felt yourself sober up slightly, head still spinning and your brain fuzzy. “what are you talking about rafe? i was with you the whole time!” you muttered out innocently.

“you’re fucking with me, right?” he asked through a laugh. something about the switch in his demeanor was scaring you. “that dude who’s throat you had your tongue down, wasn’t fucking me. you know how embarrassing that shit is for me? ruining my reputation that i’ve worked so hard to build just cause you wanna go fuck around with some other dude?”

your eyes began to water as you kicked off your shoes and took unsteady steps towards him. “rafe, baby, i’m sorry. i didn’t know. i’m like—i’m really fucking drunk right now and i thought it was you!” you tried defending yourself. he didn’t like that answer.

he pushed you away from him, sending you stumbling backward and onto the king sized bed. “this is the last time i ever take your ass out with me again, you got that? this is why i don’t fucking let you drink. you don’t know how to handle your fucking alcohol.”

you stood up and regained your balance. you crossed your arms over your chest and sniffled as a tear rolled down your reddened cheeks. “you’re bein’ mean, rafe,” you mumbled out. your feelings were only getting more hurt.

“yeah? i’m bein’ mean?” he laughed dryly before you felt a hand strike your cheek hard. “if you wanna see mean, i’ll show you mean. this is how whores get treated. if you wanna act like one and go fuck other dudes, that’s exactly how i’ll treat you. what makes you think i should treat you like my sweet little girlfriend when this is how you fuckin’ act?!”

you whimpered in pain as you held your cheek and allowed the tears to flow freely and the sobs to leave your mouth. “i’m sorry, rafe. i didn’t know. i—i didn’t mean to drink so much.”

he rolled his eyes at your words and smirked sinisterly. he ran a hand over his stressed face. “sit down,” he ordered sternly. when you moved a little too slow for his liking, he shoved you down and you crashed onto the floor with a choked sob. you sat on your heels, hands folded in your lap as you waited for his next move. your eyes drooped with exhaustion and your head ached. the jingling sound of him undoing his belt didn’t help either. “give me your hands,” he demanded.

you quickly lifted them and hissed when he tightened the belt as much as he could around your skin and let them drop back onto your thighs. he rid himself of his pants and grabbed his phone from the pocket of it. he pushed his boxers down to his knees and waited for you to do something.

when you simply stared up at him with wide, teary eyes, he slapped your cheek again and laughed in your face. “are you fuckin’ dumb? do i really have to do everything for you?” he asked tauntingly. “you know what to do. get to fuckin’ work, slut.”

you sobbed and leaned forward to take the tip into your mouth and lightly suck. it was new to not have your hands but you tried to adjust as quick as you could. your tongue lapped up the underside of his cock and you slowly began to work his length down your throat.

“is that really all got, princess? hurry the fuck up, i got shit to do,” he spat as a flashlight shined down at you. you looked up, straight into his phone camera as a tear fell down your cheek. your eyes diverted back down and you shuffled forward on your knees and took him deeper into your mouth.

you heard him groan quietly which only spurred you on. in your drunken state, the urge to please was extremely heightened. you began to bob your head quicker and suck a little harder, earning more moans from him. his hips subconsciously began to push forward into the warmth of your throat as one of his hands found the back of your head.

he pushed you down all the way, forcing his entire length to sit down your constricting throat, making you gag and cry even harder. he tipped his head back in pleasure. “there you go, baby. fuckin’ take my cock down your pretty little throat. fuck. your mouth feels so fuckin’ good,” he praised before letting you go as you gasped for air and choked. “too bad you’re such a slut,” he added with another slap to your cheek. at least that one was a little lighter. “coulda been such a good girl.”

you feel the drool slide down your chin and the ache begin to form at the back of your mouth as you swayed slightly from the dizziness. the flashlight became brighter as he got closer to your face, one hand smearing the saliva all over your face and messing up your makeup. “such a dirty little bitch. can’t wait to show this to the boys so they can see how fuckin’ nasty you are,” he said before laughing and shutting his phone off.

he grabbed your forearms and pulled you up before pushing you back onto the bed. he came to sit in the space between your spread legs as he hiked your dress up and ripped your underwear right off your body. “wow, baby. this is a new low for you. getting off on bein’ punished? really?” he mumbled, running two fingers through your dripping folds.

he quickly replaced his fingers with the tip of him, nudging against your clit and making you whimper and bite your lower lip. “shh, princess. you’re gonna take my cock like a good little whore, then we’re gonna go home and you’re gonna take your ass to sleep.”

you screamed when he pushed his entire length into you with no warning or preparation. he wasn’t small by any means, and the girth of him stretched you out like no other. “thats right, scream my fuckin’ name so everyone knows who you belong to, who fucks you this good.”

he set a brutal pace immediately, his hips rocking into you with such force that you slowly slid up the bed. you cried out and tried to shut your legs only to be blocked by him. he placed a hand on your stomach and pressed down, feeling the tip underneath the soft skin. “feel that, baby? feel me in your fuckin’ guts. no one will ever fuck you like i do, you hear me? no one will ever be this deep inside this little pussy like me, you understand that?”

you nodded along, your tied hands reaching forward for anything to anchor yourself down. your legs began shaking as you sobbed and cried in both pain and pleasure. it was overwhelming and the burning stretch of him was making you dizzy. “please, rafe! please, please, please!” you didn’t even know what you were begging for. mercy? a break? more? you weren’t sure.

rafe chuckled and lifted your hands. he stuck his head through the loop of your arms to allow them to rest on his shoulder before planting a forearm on either side of your head and letting some of his body weight rest on top of you, something that always seemed to bring you back to reality. he sucked deep bruises into your neck, rocking his hips a little slower into you as the hairs by the base of his cock tickled your clit and made you cry harder. “keep cryin’ baby, only makes this hotter for me,” he mumbled against the shell of your ear.

you felt an orgasm pooling in your stomach, about to overflow as your legs shook even harder and your tied hands pulled at the hair on his head. the coil in your stomach quickly snapped, clenching around him and making him moan loudly. “maybe i should knock you up, huh? hows that sound? everyone would see you walking around, stomach all big and round, all cause i fucked a baby into you. then nobody would wanna even look at you and you’d be all mine. yeah, that sounds real fuckin’ good to me.”

you cried harder and pressed your things into the sides on him as he increased his pace and pulled another orgasm out of you. “there we go. gonna come, shit, gonna come in this pretty little cunt,” he said, biting down on your shoulder as he pressed his hips flush to yours and moaned against your skin when he finally found his sweet release.

you were too drunk and fucked out to speak, just lolling your head to the side rafe’s was on in hopes he’d at least kiss you, do something to bring you back to reality. he didn’t. instead he lifted his head and removed it from the loop of your arms before sitting up and grabbing a pillow. he quickly lifted your hips and placed it underneath, running his hands up your dress-clad stomach and smiling to himself. “gonna look so pretty, all swollen with my kid. jus’ gotta make sure it takes,” he stated, plugging you up with his slowly softening cock.

he held your down there for a couple of minutes before pulling out and wiping himself off then tucking himself back into his boxers. he got up and pulled his pants back on, adjusting his shirt and running a hand through his hair. “get up, we have a party to get back to,” he ordered as he undid the belt around your wrist and slid it back on himself.

you literally looked like you just got thoroughly fucked, which you did, but there was no way you were going back out like that. “rafe,” you pouted, lip wobbling as you held back even more tears. you were unsure how you had this much to cry. “please—please don’t make me, rafe,” you begged.

“c’mon baby. you wanted to act like a whore tonight, so now you’re gonna walk around with my cum dripping down your thighs and my marks all over you to let everyone know who you belong to,” he said with a lopsided grin. you cried even harder now.

———

after another hour of complete embarrassment for you, rafe had began to feel a little bad. he helped you into the car as you stumbled with wobbly legs even though you’d tried multiple times to push him off of you. you were pissed. he’d even tried helping you out of it and into the house, but you were too angry and drunk to even look at him.

despite your protests, he had a firm grip on your hips as he helped you up the stairs to your bedroom. he gently sat you down on the edge and squatted down to be just a little lower than eye level with you. “baby? hey, can you look at me sweetheart?” he asked softly as he reached up to tilt your chin towards him.

you turned your head quickly away from his hand and sniffled, a stray tear falling. “‘s—‘s so fuckin’ embarrassing, rafe,” you choked out with slurred words.

his heart began to feel heavy at your words. he knew he could act purely on emotions, but he’d never intentionally hurt you. you were the only one that got that soft side of him. he would never ever think to do something so painful with you and today, he let his feelings get the best of him. “i know, i’m sorry angel,” he apologized and tried grab your hand to hold. the hands that were now bruised and cut up from the harsh leather of his belt.

you brushed him off and closed your eyes, head still turned away from him as you tried to keep the tears at bay even though it was no use. “i don’t accept your stu—stupid apology. you know i’d never ever cheat on you. it was an accident. i—i’d never do that shit to you. you were mean to me tonight, rafe.”

his large hands found your thighs, thumbs rubbing soothingly over them and his face leaning down to press gentle kisses to your skin. “i’m sorry. i jus’—i got a bit out of control for a minute and i promise you it won’t happen again. i know you wouldn’t do that to me, i just saw you with someone else and—and i flipped out. i shouldn’t have embarrassed you like that and i swear on everything that i’ll make it up to you.”

you sniffled and went to wipe your tears, only for him to beat you to it and turn your head towards him for your gazes to meet. he took your hands in his own and laid soft kisses to the bruised skin of your wrists. he stood up once he finished and brought a hand up to cradle the back of your head as he placed a kiss to your forehead. “i’m really, really sorry, angel. i love you and i never meant to hurt you like i did today,” he apologized once more.

you sighed and bit your bottom lip anxiously. “i love you too,” you replied under your breath. you hated fighting with him and you knew his intentions were nothing but genuine with you. today definitely threw you off a little, but you were sure he’d keep his word and make it up to you.

“wait here, alright? ‘m gonna run a bath and we can relax for a little. that sound okay?” he asked, brushing your disheveled hair away from your face. you nodded in response before he tilted your chin up and placed a loving kiss to your lips. “i’m be right back, baby.”

[pinkydoggy83]

SPOILERS FOR THE DOGMAN BOOKS! HIGHLY ENCOURAGE READING THEM! THEY ARE SO CHARMING!

With that out of the way, I just wanna rant because I picked up the series again. I wanted to read it before watching the upcoming movie. Think of this as a Dog Man appreciation post <3

I stopped reading the series at "Lord of the Fleas" in elementary, so I started my binge read there.

I honestly wish I had never stopped reading so soon because this book is already a banger. I just love the way Petey is slowly accepting Li'l Petey as his son. Even without realizing it, he has grown so attached to his son and cares so much about him. Like, come on, that's hecken sweet.

Not only that, but I wanna mention George and Harold (I also used to read Captain Underpants back in the day). Back then I thought it was cool that it established that they were now fifth graders and were creating Dog Man as their next story after Captain Underpants. Now that I'm older, I feel this fuzzy feeling watching these goofy fifth graders try to be "mature" and in turn try to add some mature themes into Dog Man.

I find that really sweet and amazing! You really don't often see fictional authors of a story grow up like this. The authors themselves are characters. It's one of the most special things about this franchise. I really do appreciate this detail a lot more now. You get to grow up with them…or, I suppose, see them grow up. And in turn you see how the series changes!

The next book has a lot about Petey and Li'l Petey, but I want to cover this Dog Man part before talking about the cats.

Yeah, it's pretty strange to rationally realize that Dog Man is just a normal dude's body with a dog head. So in that way, Dog Man is a bit of an outcast (I can definitely use this for my own character exploration of Dog Man in a hypothetical fanfic). But the words used against Dog Man is"misfit," which I found interesting. Obviously, they are not outcasting him for his looks (that's not the main focus) but how he can't behave like he's expected to.

Dog Man isn't the most perfect hero. He can be clumsy, and his canine instincts can get in the way. It wouldn't be such a problem for him as a dog; however, he's not just a dog. He's a dog with human responsibilities. He's been given expectation ever since becoming Dog Man.

Don't get me started with the whole angst of his owner dying because that's already so much...but you have to realize that he's taking over Knight's job. Which the idea is hecken mind-boggling!

The thing that makes Dog Man overcome these problems is his golden heart. In the end, Dog Man wants to do the right thing and save the day. That's just Dog Man for ya. That's what makes him so much like a dog and a man.

I'm really overreading this all, but I love this idea for Dog Man. It's kinda hard to put it into words, but I hope this all makes sense.

OOOH BOY! This scene actually made me stop and put my phone down.

The sweet, sincere words of Li'l Petey as it sinks into Petey while Grandpa is just breaking stuff in the background. Guys. I wasn't expecting this from Dog Man. I was so shocked reading this part. Like you can see how much Petey loves Li'l Petey but has such a hard time seeing the world like his son does. Which, by the way, is literally his clone, so it's like him arguing with his inner child. That single hug speaks so many words. Petey just wants to protect him.

I love their dynamic so much. You got this old, disheveled cat who became realistic about the world in a sad way, and this young, wide-eyed, optimistic cat who has so much to learn about... but at the same time can teach so much. That's beautiful, man. That's beautiful.

Anyways, there's so much to talk about Dog Man (that's just how fantastic the books are), but I think I'll just end the post here for now. I'm still busy catching up, so maybe I'll share again. I'm just so glad I came back to this series again <3

[drewsprincessy]

loving you was hard.

warnings: angst, anxiety, anger, comfort, arguing, crying, lmk if i missed any

summary: rafe and reader are in love, but rafe struggles to accept it, he doesnt believe in love.

part one

rafe cameron x female reader.

you had fallen for rafe, hard. it started off with stealing glances at each other every so often, then it escalated to him asking for your number. you two talked every night, dusk til dawn until you couldn't keep your eyes open anymore. you were the only person he was gentle with, the only one he would give affection to, and even crack a smile with.

he caught himself re-reading your texts and smiling at them, going through your insta posts, checking your following, checking your location, and checking when you were last online.

he thought he just needed a quick hookup, and that was all. but no. the way you smile at him and your dimple pokes through your cheek, or maybe its the way your eyes light up when your excited about something.

he doesnt know what it is, but he cant fall in love. your not important, its just all in his head.

he was sitting on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands as he thinks, he regains his composure, shaking his head to try and get rid of the thought. he lets out a long breath, and he stands up. he goes to smoke some weed.

he stops answering your calls, and even stops responding all together. he cant fall in love, he's not fit for a relationship. right?

your a mess. you'd be lying if you said it didn't hurt the way that he ghosted you out of nowhere. but i mean you cant be mad, because your still just a hookup for him. right?

i mean you thought it'd be different because hes never met up with a girl more than once, you guys have even been on real dates. not just the ones where you have sex and not talk for another 2 weeks. you two had gotten to really know each other.

you were just confused, and hurt. you decided you were gonna try to let it go. try and move on, because theres always other men out there.

~

2 weeks pass

you were at home laying in your bed, you just had on a comfy tee shirt, and some yoga shorts.

you had been scrolling thru your phone, giggling at a video you seen on tiktok. you clicked on the comments and scrolled thru them, and you were giggling until a message popped up at the top of your screen. from rafe; your smile faintly drops as you click on the message

-

imessage:

rafe: been thinking about you. um, im really sorry for ditchin you n' shit. i just been going thru stuff and didnt wanna take it out on you. im sorry alright?

y/n: its okay rafe, i understand. call if you need anything. okay?

you were so understanding, and forgiving. even with the half ass apology he gave you, you still forgave him.

-

over the next few weeks, you and rafe start going out again, he fell more and more in love with you, and you felt the same about him. he had enough of it. he couldnt be falling for you.

he was high off drugs, and his breath reeked of alcohol. he was stumbling and could barely walk. there were crowds of people around him at the party he attended to.

you had also been there with rafe, but went off somewhere with kiara and sarah. you decided the topic of conversation was boring, and excused yourself with a "ill be right back." and went to find him.

he had went off into a room with some random chick, they were making out and her clothes were half off. you had almost stumbled on your feet when you walked in, your eyes had immediately began brimming with tears. to save yourself the embarrassment you walk off, quickly as possible. trying to get the hell out of there.

rafe comes outside to where you had walked off to, he immediately catches up to you since his legs were longer, and grabs your arm "whats your problem..why are you crying?" he says, trying not to slur his words

you decide, fuck it. he doesnt care anyway. "your my problem rafe. i fucking love you, i have for a long time. and you lead me on and act like you love me the same way, but then i find you about to hookup with some random girl, that you dont even know! like i dont even exist rafe, and im gonna be honest. that shit HURTS! im so sick of this, im sick of you, and your bullshit excuses, your half ass apologies. FUCK YOU!"

rafe feels a pang of guilt in his chest, even thru the alcohol and drugs. he still manages to muster up some excuse, hes trying to hide the way he feels. "i mean..y/n. what did you expect? i told you what the hell u were gettin into. i dont gain.. feelings. so quit being a damn crybaby"

it starts to rain, and you storm off, even when he yells your name, telling u to come back you dont listen. you kick your heels off, and walk all the way home in the pouring rain.

once u get home, you delete his number, and cry yourself to sleep.

he tries to act as if he doesnt care, he drinks until he passes out.

~

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭

[cloverapple]

hiii! i came across your blog yesterday, and i love your advice. that's why i feel like you would be the best person to ask these questions that I've been having for the longest time (sorry, long read ahead).

I've studied LOA for the past 2 years or so, and even though i have a good understanding of it, there are some things that always trip me up when it comes to shifting.

how do i deal with waking up to the 3d? yes, by assuming that you are in your dr and that you shifted last night. that's the most logical answer. but even though i know that, sometimes it is a lot easier said than done. for example, a few days ago i wanted to manifest shifting by simply deciding i could shift on command and that i am there. i could be 100% sure the day before that it would happen. the whole day, and even a few days after that I'd stay in that state of being a master shifter, and i would feel amazing because of it. but it's like there always comes a point where i wake up to the 3d and i get discouraged (yes, i acknowledge that i am manifesting that reality by saying this, but i finally have to get this off my chest). my thoughts get all messed up and i start spiraling, returning to my previous state. i start questioning myself a bit and feel down. the main reason for that being time.

it took me so so long to figure out this issue about myself. I'd be like: how long is it gonna take? when will it happen? i know i have it in the 4d but when will it appear in the 3d? having it in the 4d isn't enough, i need to have it in the 3d right now. stuff like that. i find it very difficult to formulate my thoughts, but basically I'm in a spiral of:

watching a video/reading a post about LOA/shifting that reminds me of how easy it is -> applying LOA to shifting/any desire in a way that feels good for a few days at most -> starting to question myself after a few days because it hasn't shown up yet in the 3d (which is caused by me forgetting the role the 3d plays and how LOA works) even though i did everything "right" (e.g. letting go of control or the outcome, deciding, not wavering, etc.) -> falling back into a state where i question how i can shift, what i am doing wrong, etc. -> repeat

how can i break out of this cycle?

i think the main problem here is time and in general the 3d.

i know that the 3d is not a measure of my success, only made up of my current assumptions etc. i know that. but it's like i forget it once i step into the state i wanna be in and stay there for an extended period of time.

i always hear people say that "time isn't real" but i still don't really know what that means, how to apply it or how to internalize it. i really need that mental "click" to finally understand it and use that concept in my favor. because my problem is that with manifesting/shifting, after a while i start asking questions about why it's taking so long the 3d. for example, most nights i fall asleep with the assumption that I'll wake up in my dr (while letting go of control and not wavering) the next morning. but when it doesn't happen eventually, i start to question why, because since time comes from consciousness aka me, it should work in my favor.

I'm honestly so lost right now and i would really appreciate some help because I'm spiraling again. I've known about shifting since 2020 but only realized how ridiculously easy it is after joining tumblr this year and yup, i acknowledge that i am desperate to shift, preferably right now. it's not something i admit to anyone or myself because that's basically continuing to tell a story i don't want to experience (a surefire way to fail), but it is unfortunately the truth as of right now.

thank you for reading, i know this was a lot to get through!! (*^^*)

So pause for a second, because I’m going to tell you something I hope to ingrain in the mind of everyone who sends me an ask—and that you need to remember before reading everything I’m about to say:

YOU ALREADY KNOW HOW TO SHIFT. The ability is inside you right now. The moment you read this, your mind already knows how to shift. Everyone does.

The moment you accept this, you solve half of your problems.

And then you tell me, "But if I know how to shift, why isn’t the 3D reflecting that?"

Well, yeah. You painted the house, and now you’re sitting there watching the paint dry.

Look, watching the 3D closely and looking for results isn’t a problem for some people. Some can assume, “I’m already in my DR,” open their eyes, and BAM—they’re in their DR.

Some people assume, “I will shift tonight,” and just like that, they shift that night.

Some people let go of their DRs, stop putting them on a pedestal, and they shift.

Some people clutch their DRs close to their heart until their knuckles turn white—and they shift.

It sounds a lot like you’re forcing yourself into a method of applying the Law of Assumption that doesn’t serve you. Why?? If you recognize that your issue is focusing on time and constantly checking the 3D, work around it. Remove time from your shifting journey.

I don’t like assuming I already have something, then checking the 3D and not seeing it there. Hell, I can shift on command, and yet, if I were to lay in bed right now and tell myself, “I’m in my DR,” I guarantee you I wouldn’t shift. Why? Because that doesn’t work for me.

My dude, change the way you affirm. If affirming in the present (“I already shifted”) doesn’t work for you, change it! Say, “I’m going to shift.” If even that hasn’t been working, let go of implementing time into your affirmations.

Change “I’m going to wake up in my DR in the morning” to “I’m going to wake up in my DR at some point because I KNOW I can shift.”

Change “I’m in my DR right now” to “I can’t wait to be in my DR.”

Remove time from your affirmations and assumptions, because that’s clearly the problem here. Instead of trusting that you’ll shift tonight, trust yourself because you already know how to shift. Or trust your mind because it knows how to shift. Trust your awareness because it knows how to shift.

“I fall asleep with the assumption that I'll wake up in my DR (while letting go of control and not wavering) the next morning.”

If this were completely true, you wouldn’t be sending me this ask. You wouldn’t be doubting yourself as much as you just did in everything you typed. Truly letting go means releasing the need to see results in the 3D.

So, take time out of your assumptions. From now on, say “I will shift.” Or say, “I already know how to shift.”

Your brain then goes: “……???….uh….” looking at the 3D all confused “When? We haven't shifted!”

And you tell it, “It doesn’t fucking matter because I’m going to shift eventually.”

Now, let’s say hypothetically, one week passes and you haven’t shifted. One month passes, and you haven’t shifted. Two months pass, and you haven’t shifted.

And then you come back and say, “Clover, why the heck haven’t I shifted yet? It’s been (insert amount of time). You told me to remove time as an expectation, so why haven’t I shifted yet??”

And I’ll smile at you and ask, “So you’ve been counting the days?”

Let me tell you something about letting go—and hypothetically, ignoring the 3D.

Treat your ability to shift like your fortune. You have a fortune sitting in your bank account right now, and you’re rich. Do you think a rich person checks their bank account every hour to confirm they’re still rich?

"Well yeah, Clover, because a rich person’s reality already reflects that, they’re sitting in a mansion with all their riches."

Your fortune, what makes you rich, is your ability to shift. You already know how to shift. Shifting isn’t something you learn how to do, just like breathing isn’t something you learn how to do. Just like chewing isn’t something you learn how to do. It is an integral part of every human being. If you have awareness, then the ability to shift exists within you.

You don’t learn shifting—you learn yourself.

You learn what makes you shift. What makes you manifest easily. What makes you assume easily. What kind of affirmations your subconscious doesn’t argue against. What makes your self-concept skyrocket.

Because everyone is different, everyone shifts differently. What works for Person A might not work for Person B. What works for Person B might not work for Person C, and so on.

Even my reply to you, it might not resonate with you. But that’s not my fault, and it’s not yours. If that's the case, your job is to look elsewhere—and, in the best-case scenario, look internally because that’s where the answers always are.

Let’s go over your fix options because I just yapped a lot:

YOU ALREADY KNOW HOW TO SHIFT.

Remove time from your affirmations and assumptions. Removing time from your shifting process makes it so you have nowhere in the 3D to look.

Stop paying attention to the 3D and pay attention to yourself because what’s going to shift is your awareness, not the damn 3D. Every time you catch yourself thinking, “Oh, but it’s not showing up in the 3D,” remind yourself:

A) You already know how to shift.

B) Shifting is something you can do.

C) It could happen at any moment, so why should anything else matter?

If you were promised a million bucks from a 100% trustworthy source, would you spiral?

One more thing before I wrap this up:

It could be that actively using the Law of Assumption isn’t what works best for you. Maybe you work better with visualizing. Maybe you induce the feeling of being in your DR or being a "master shifter." Maybe subliminals work better for you. There is a world of options out there, and it is completely useless to force yourself to do something that's only bringing frustration in the end. Because there is no singular way to shift. There is no singular way to manifest. And sometimes—for some people—while the Law of Assumption is always true, focusing on it directly isn’t what serves you.

[witherby]

Seeing as I'm in the middle of a mock week, I was wondering how Mouse deals with school and exams. I imagine that most if not all of the Waynes are incredibly supportive throughout all of their school years.

Also, in the LW series, would Conner have to go to school? If so, where do you think he would go?

- 🌃

Good luck on exams!! And happy belated birthday!

Your family is very supportive, if not a little overbearing, about your grades. Got a D on that last test? No problem, Mouse, we can help you study! What's important is you did your best!

"here's how to cheat on that exam next time," says Tim.

You don't wanna go to normal college? Follow your dreams! God knows they have the money to burn on whatever kind of schooling you want! They're just happy you actually wanna go!

"here's how to fudge your applications to get guaranteed acceptance to any school you want," says Tim.

You graduated from your post-secondary education of choice and want them to see you walk the stage to get your diploma? Absolutely! They're all gonna be there! Even some of the JL in their civilian identities!

"I blackmailed the rogues gallery to not disrupt today so you could walk," says Tim.

Tim is very invested in your education. After your Boiling Point, he really lays off the dismissive attitude about your schooling and other personal affairs and becomes a little cheerleader in your corner instead.

Conner and school...that's a fantastic question. I don't know that he'd need it? I think Lex would stuff a full education in there for him, especially considering he was meant to pop out a fully-developed adult already. Again — he's working with a lot of theoretical knowledge. He's got all the book smarts and none of the applicable, street smarts. You can't really go to school to learn how tight a handshake should be or how much personal information is too much personal information to share with other people. That's all lived experience, stuff you pick up on as you grow. Lex, to his credit, does try to help him with the worst of that, but only so he doesn't make a fool of LexCorp while he's out hero-ing.

If he were to do any schooling, it might be etiquette classes maybe? He'd definitely need a therapist; I think that's the most realistic thing that would occur.

Thanks for asking!

[bendyartistic]

Be Aware of alexbstudios. (Part 2) TW: uh.. slur, sui mention.

Recently I've been requested by some people to make another awareness post about Alex, and what has been going on since I made my last callout. So.. let's take a look. I'm gonna be honest I have been paying little to no attention to him at all since my post up until this point, didn't think I'd have to.

Ever since I made it, Alex has been talking about me a lot more, and it feels much more obsessive in a way. I think it's funny but also pretty weird considering some of the things he's said about me. Eugh.

Anyways let's get to the stuff from after my callout to the present. This is just a rundown of everything, and there is some stuff I skipped since I didn't feel it was worth mentioning. Once my post had been made, a lot of people went over and said stuff to him (Though I didn't encourage that behavior, I only wanted to make my post so people knew about him, I'm not covering those unless it's important in this.) Little afterwards he made this... post. Erh, are you stalking me and other people?? ALSO don't say the r slur man, like what.

I find it really creepy that he has this list, and has notes along with them about why/who they are. Also why'd he spell my partners name like that? 💀 Next a little after that he reblogged someone's art and introduction saying this. (I don't want to really @ people in this, nor get anyone involved unless they asked to be.)

I still don't understand how Alex views me, but saying this in a reblog no less is so strange. Reblogging another post, saying this with it...

You're right Alex, I didn't need you in my life, yet here we are. Unfortunately. Besides that, no, 12 year old's should NOT be on Tumblr at all, even with restrictions, said restriction should be having the app blocked from their device.

I'm just gonna.. move on from that. Alex reblogged an art post, where he proceeded to @ over 50 people, myself included, saying "surely you can see the problem". I can't fit the entire thing sadly. I don't get what the point in these posts are honestly, besides annoy everyone. He's done it before as well. He got into a small bit of beef with a handful of folk not too long ago, which I got @'ed in at some point I think, didn't really pay much attention to it. Basically the original post is someone talking about art supplies and asking what one's other people use, which I personally think was a very neat post. Alex comes around though for some reason going off on nonsense. Hello? Who invited you!? (Again, censoring names cuz I don't want to get ppl involved.)

I'm honestly kind of wondering why he even showed up. He pretty soon after made this dumb post as if it could have some effect on the situation.. uh?

I guess mark your calendars guys for this date, where we have to immediately forget everything and forgive him! /j And there's this response he gave to an anon responding to his ✨patience✨ post.

Dunno, so far it hasn't because he's still talking about it, so clearly he hasn't gotten over it enough to let it blow over.

He's giving me those like.. stupid sigma edit vibes sometimes. Y'know what I'm talking about? Yeah. Also I'm not sure what to say about this really, but it's pretty funny.

Context for this next one: You and the person on your lockscreen fight god..? That's a weird one.

Wdym racist though? 🤨 Genuinely kinda curious about that. Btw wouldn't that make you like.. 9?? On a different note, I saw him previously talk about this "friend" he has going to a mental hospital, but I know nothing about it, nor do I really want to, however reblogging on an art post saying this feels off. Think the emotes are what do it.

Don't joke about mental hospitals at all, I shouldn't have to explain why. I'm going to move on from all the short stuff now because I do wanna start talking instead of making short joking comments.

Alex made this post, and so it begins with him talking about me again, eh?

Alex, you're already doomed. I can't put it any other way but from what I've seen maybe only 1 or 2 people even like you. The rest either hate you or want to avoid you at all cost, and I don't blame them at all considering you act like a fool and make everyone uncomfortable.

For my thoughts on you? I don't like you, never did. I just have to put up with you because this is the internet, and you'll probably never truly leave me alone like I once hoped. It's a shame honestly that you cannot follow a simple request from anyone. Don't think I don't know about your planned "response post" you're making, I'm still waiting for it. I don't know what good it's gonna do you though. Personally I don't care if you make one, I'd just read it to see the stuff you make up in it lol. (Edit: He decided to stop working on it after seeing this post lol.)

Enough of my rambling, I should continue with this so I can stop talking about him sooner. Regrettably I had to actually look up what this was about, I felt.. iffy reading it.

Saying gyatt right afterwards wasn't funny. At all. I'm quite upset now. There was absolutely no reason for that.

I was gonna be reasonable and say something genuine but I don't feel like it anymore, this ruined my mood. All I have to say is as much as I dislike you, don't actually do that. Sadly moving to the next nonsensical thing, he made a poll post asking this. (It's still ongoing btw)

Are people like.. forced into giving a reason? Like if I for example chose Bendy, am I immediately supposed to state my reasons? What if I don't want to, are we being held at gunpoint? What's up with that? I'm too lazy to interact with the post, I don't really feel like it anyways even if I wasn't lazy. Which one would you choose though lol I'm going to be serious now again cause this last thing is really just.. what the fuck. Palestine related 🍉, someone asking for help came to Alex, and this was his response to it...

MY GOD Alex. Did you really have to respond to that in this immature, insensitive fucking manner? Could it have not been in one of your stupid rambling posts. It should've been. I'm sorry to the person and I'm sorry I had to read it. You're pretty sick honestly. You need help.

That's it. I'm done.

In conclusion:

Alex is still the same and is still never going to change probably. He still shouldn't be here and I believe he really should get off now more than ever. If not I fear what else he might do next.

All I can really tell you folks is please, DNI with Alex, just leave him alone and block him. You're again not obligated to, but I am suggesting it if you want to be left alone by him. And hey, maybe you'll make it onto his dumb creepy list too, who knows. Alright, I'm finished, I stayed up way too late for this... I'm tired. Cya.

Reblogs are much appreciated, it helps spread the word, thanks.

[homestuckreplay]

hey i really liked your post speculating on the kids' school lives. i havent seen a lot of people talk about what the kids lives were like pre-sburb and you mentioned having more that you hadn't written so i wanna know what you got :D

hello thank you so much! this is something I definitely want to put more thought into, I think it gives a fuller understanding of them as characters to have ideas about their 'baseline normal' pre-sburb that they're now departing from. so here's a bunch of thoughts for now, and maybe I'll do some more later :D

John – I think that Dad Egbert had a happy childhood with Nanna, and because he was so happy, he’s basically tried to replicate those steps with John, and then is confused when John doesn’t respond as well as he used to. He’s definitely tried teaching John to cook and bake, going for walks/throwing a frisbee around together near pipe lake, enrolling him in all kinds of extracurriculars, etc, but John has always found it hard to get motivation to do those things – piano lessons was the one thing he actually stuck with, probably because it was a solo activity, and he never wanted to perform or be in an orchestra. When he was young it was rare for him to get invited over to other kids’ houses for playdates, and even more rare for him to ask someone over – the number of people who have ever been inside John’s room is extremely small imo. In nursery/pre-k when the teachers were trying to teach sharing skills and collaborative play, John was over in the corner making up scenes with various action figures, dolls and stuffed animals and he did NOT want any help.

But it’s the 2000s and nobody is talking about therapy or mental health, and he’s a nice kid, he’s not causing any problems he’s just a little quiet and spacey, so nobody ever thinks to assess him for anything and he kind of flies under a lot of people’s radar. And then as he gets older, later in elementary school and going into middle school, he starts to feel a little different, lonelier, seeing for the first time the things he’s missing out on and growing too big for this imaginary world he’s constructed for himself, so then he starts trying to learn to mask and fit in, play games with the other kids at recess, but by then it’s kind of too late because he’s missed out on so much. And he always kind of gets it wrong, like if the other kids all saw idk Night at the Museum when it came out, John would be all “yeah I saw that too!” but then he goes way harder on it than everyone else does and ends up looking weird, or he tries to play basketball and he’s actually okay at running and jumping but he doesn’t know The Rules so he fouls. And so he retreats into himself again, this time a little sadder and a little more restless, because he kind of knows he wants something else, but doesn’t quite know how to get it, or why it’s not working – because he has internet friends by this point, and they’re great but feel so distant, and there’s a real part of him who wants someone other than Dad to just sit next to on the couch and watch a movie with.

Rose – Mom is a scientist and clearly super intelligent, and she taught Rose to read, write and do basic math at a younger age then usual and Rose took to it quickly, so she went into kindergarten already knowing all that stuff and she showed up Ready to Win. Like it’s a challenge, like she could do all of the kindergarten work within the first week and then she wouldn’t have to go back for the rest of the year. And she was really annoyed when it didn’t work like that, because it wasn’t fair, like why should she have to sit at a table and wait while other kids are trying to make their first letter shapes? So she feels talked down to by the academics and she isn’t interested in other areas, like art and music and sport and group activities, because she doesn’t see them as important when Clearly there is a library here. Rose absolutely begs her mom to homeschool her as a young kid and Mom eventually gives in and they try it for the third grade, but by winter they hate each other and it’s what sets their relationship down its current path of misunderstanding and is what made them so distant from each other even while living together. After that Rose had a series of private tutors and was offputting and weird enough to get all of them to quit, some accidentally and some on purpose, so then for fourth grade she just goes back to school, and she starts applying herself to things like the violin and softball even though she doesn’t actually care about them because she’s just straight up bored.

Rose was a super early adopter of video games, I think her mom got her a computer of her own when she was very young to help with learning and because Rose was VERY intense and demanding as a small child, always asking complicated questions. So she really gravitated towards video games as something that has a skill curve in a way TV and movies don’t – I’m actually not sure she’s ever seen a movie, though she has played some shitty 2000s video game adaptations of movies. She started out playing educational games like Reader Rabbit and Cluefinders and then moved to playing anything she could get her hands on from various mail order catalogs, same with books, she would leave her order forms in stamped addressed envelopes on the front doormat and Mom would take them to the post office when she went out, pre-massive internet marketplaces. And after their relationship broke down Mom stopped taking her out of the house except to school, so Rose would pull stunts like setting a tent up in the backyard and sleeping there and making a campfire for a couple days, just for enrichment. Overall I think Rose has been like 10-20% understimulated for her entire childhood and has constantly, always been looking for things to pull her up to that baseline and has never really found anything, until right now.

Dave – I think Bro might send Dave to school as one of many hazing mechanisms, in addition to however many sword fights and rooftop battles, nobody is better at bullying and social control than kids. I also think Dave spends a lot more time outside of his house than the other kids, Bro probably kicks him out if he wants to have people over / set up some saw traps / do some weird puppet stuff so Dave ends up just kinda wandering the definitely not super walkable city streets as a pretty young kid, and that’s where he gets his ability to monologue like crazy because he just has this stream of thoughts in his head constantly as he observes the world. He doesn’t have food in the house but he has some local places like a mcdonalds and a diner where he can go in and the staff are like “hey it’s kinda weird this kid has a credit card. oh well!” and they’ll let him sit with a big plate of chicken nuggets and an apple juice because they figure his home life isn’t great, and occasionally one of the staff will go up to him and ask if everything is okay and where his parents are, and he just shrugs it off and says it’s fine and then doesn’t go back there for a while. Observing other people in the city is definitely where he gets his first inspiration for comics and blog posts, since he does so much more looking at the world than participating in it.

Dave doesn’t always bother showing up for school, he kinda decides based on the day if he’s actually going to go there because obviously he thinks everyone wants to see him and, like, what are those other kids gonna do if they don’t have someone cool to guide them around? But at the same time, he struggles with routine, and even if he genuinely tries to stick to going in, a couple days a week he just finds himself getting on the wrong bus and ending up in a random part of town, and he’s never had safety drilled into him so he’ll do things like pick up roadkill off the street to preserve it in his specimen jars, or climb up the outside of a building because a cop saw him not being in school, or steal from a store just to see if he can get away with it. It’s mostly for the story – he knows he can get attention from Bro or from people at school if he can share some wild stories, but in truth nobody actually believes what he says, and even though it’s at least mostly true he just gets seen as a kid with overactive imagination. That’s a big factor in his adoption of irony, because if he’s gonna be misconstrued and not taken seriously, he wants to control the intent behind that and its effects on people as much as possible.

[incorrectfatui]

ok only one person asked for this, but I'm really bored, so: memes about our government collapsing, here you go. feel free to ignore it otherwise, next post will be about more harbingers xD

But politics talk beyond this point- dw, I get it if you dont wanna see that

Context will be below the pictures- please keep in mind that german humor is...well, german. Also, I can't figure out how to post multiple pictures at once, so uh...this is gonna be a long one. ALSO look at the ALT text I tried my best to translate & give more context

So of course, everyone immediately started memeing about Lindner. Why? Because most of the country fucking hates the guy. I don't think I specified enough how awful he is. The current government is incredibly inneficient, and he's a major reason why. He's an ultra-capitalist, in love with a free market economy, frequently has temper tantrums in parliament, and is INCREDIBLY anti social. He wants higher pension ages, less subsidies for unemployed people, the works. What people are also making fun off is Scholz, our chancellor, who was practically nonexistent for the last 3 years, only to deliver a VICIOUS speech about how awful Lindner is. So yeah! Government collapse is fun if you have the right memes. Hope at least some of those were funny to you guys as well

thaaats most of the ones I could fit. Which brings me to: the context. oh my god where do i begin.

Okay, so, the german parliament is made out of multiple parties, right? When we have elections, the chancellor is from the party with the most votes, but they don't rule alone, because they need a majority (<50%), and we have so many parties that they don't get there. So, they have to form coalitions with the other parties. When they do that, the leaders of the other parties get to be in high positions as well. Every party that isn't in the coalition is the opposition.

More often than not, we have what is called a Grand Coalition- the two biggest parties, CDU and SPD. However, in our last elections (which was also the first time in 16 years that our chancellor changed), this did not happen. We instead got the so called traffic light coalition, made up of the SPD (winner, got the Chancellor), FDP (our other main protagonist in this story) and the Greens.

So, they've ruled for about 3 years now, and it's been an utter shitshow- because of multiple factors, of course, but one of the major ones was the FDP. See, the Greens and the SPD are (or, well, were, but thats for another story) more left leaning, ESPECIALLY on stuff like climate change, while the FDP are mostly focused on the economy. So, there's been lots of conflicts, and all the parties in the coalition, but especially the FDP, have lost immense support. The FDP to a point where they might not get ANY seats in parliament for the next election.

Now, some of our current biggest issues are inflation, climate change, and the war in Ukraine. I'm simplifying this to hell and back, but essentially, we have a so called debt-brake in our constitution, which means that the country cannot go over a certain amount of money. Sounds good, right? Well, not entirely. Right now, we are trying to go over this limit. See, the debt-brake has an intentional loophole, which says that in emergencies, you CAN go over it, like natural catastrophes (e.g. COVID).

Germany, right now, wants to fund our infrastrcuture, our military, Ukraine, and social subsidies. For this purpose, the SPD and Greens agreed to go over the limit. Except they can't, without the approval of their coalition partner, the FDP, and their finance minister, Lindner, who RUNS the FDP. They've been fighting about this for A WHILE, and yesterday, Scholz (the chancellor), gave Lindner an ultimatum: allow them to go over the limit, or get fired. Lindner asked for snap-elections instead, did not accept the proposal (which was already heavily in his favour) and got fired.

Which wouldn't be a problem is he was any common minister- but he's a coalition partner, so the coalition broke apart- and without the FDP, the SPD and the Greens alone do not hold a majority in parliament.

What this boils down to, is that we will likely have a minority-government (who will have BIG difficulties passing any laws) until January, and at the start of January, the Chancellor will call for a vote of confidence (yes, like in star wars), which he will lose. Meaning: Snap Elections in March (at the latest), less time for the parties to prepare their candidates, and MASSIVE profts for the right wing parties, which are currently leading in the polls.

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Chapter 1&2 ! | this is chapter 3,4&5 !

Contents - will be a long series , Rockstarbf! Choso x reader , fakedating, slow burn , eventual smut , plot with porn - wk for this post - 4.4k

AN - inbox always open , this is also posted on ao3 and wattpad like usual - they get chapters quicker because I post each chapter separately rather than grouped up here !

Chapter 3 , 4 & 5

he rubbed the back of his head in response , “uh yeah when you put it in simple terms yes I’d like you to consider fake dating one of the members- since you know there’s already allegations and footage of such..just consider it I’m not saying you have to do it just consider it. There’s financial benefit well look after you and everything no problems”

“I’m not doing it”

“You TOTALLY have to do it are you kidding y/n?” Nobara said shaking you whilst sitting on the couch, you shook your head , “but nobara were perfectly happy how we are now what if the dating just leads to problems and I just get like bullied by the internet” . She sighs , “yeah but..think about how great it would be how many connections you’ll make if you take the offer he said you had a week to think about it in case you do or don’t want to take the deal. Maybe if you do this, you’ll finally have an idea and a stable enough environment to pursue something you want!”

Nobara always knew how to talk you into things , the next morning you called off work and called kento back , “hi y/n nice to talk to you again so have you considered what we talked about a little more?” You hesitated for a while , “I think I wanna do it. Yeah I want to accept your offer. I want to fake date choso.”

You heard kento adjust himself in his seat he started to write stuff down and his voice had more excitement behind it , “you know what y/n that’s great thanks for thinking it over more , how about I send a car to pick you up now and we can meet face to face with choso and do some more talking yeah? Get ready the car will be there in an hour”

What have you gotten yourself into? What were you supposed to wear? You decided to dress casual in a long sleeved shirt, a denim skirt, tights and Uggs . The car arrived outside your apartment complex and you got in , “are you excited to meet the band members- oh how rude of me I’m kiyotaka ijichi..I drive the guys around and stuff and help nanami and I do other stuff like that.” You sat comfortably in the back , “seems like a lot of staff for a band that is relatively still small” . He smiled , “oh but they’re not so small anymore they have grown in popularity at an almost alarming rate the band’s joint social media account has just reached 1.1 million followers as of this morning!”

Impressive, just two mornings ago the main account was sat around 650k this must be why they’re pushing for more publicity with a relationship scandal. You didn’t really have a sense of direction in life , sure you had ambitions and wants and needs but you weren’t sure in what you truly wanted , did you want to make your name finally known just for it to be a bassists girlfriend?

At the office you sat with Kento as he explained your schedule for the coming weeks and plan for today.

Kento pushed his glasses up, “choso is on the way and you’ll be meeting the band later for you know some chemistry building so you can have a feel for the vibe and stuff. Building bonds and such” you huffed as your stomach started to churn , no big deal just a band . They’re human they’re just people it’s not a big deal. You shifted in your chair , “can I go for a smoke?” You asked nervously , Kento looked over his shoulder to the door , “yeah sure just uhh don’t take too long yeah?”

You nodded and started to walk out of the building, you stood near enough to the entrance and put a cigarette to your lips , Nobara scolded you for smoking but it was just an old habit you had picked up and high school and struggled to quit cold turkey. So you just thought to never stop since it would relieve some stress. Fuck.

You forgot your lighter. Who the fuck forgets a lighter. It must still be in your bag. Smoke break ruined .

“Need a light?”

You heard a familiar voice and looked up , choso. You nodded , “yes please” you held the cigarette in your mouth as choso’s hand covered the other side of your mouth lighting it for you, he then lit one for himself . “You don’t look like the type to smoke” he said bluntly , “you look like the type to smoke just for aesthetic reasons” you retorted in the same blunt nature. He sharply exhaled out of his nose , an almost laugh . “So you said yes then?” .

“Why else would I be here?” , “I’m not sure you might be a stalker” .

You scoffed , “it’s for your benefit you want publicity for your band don’t you? And I want more money . It’s a win win..also what happened to you supposed to be in a different city by now?” . He shook his head , “tour is on hold because of my mishap bumping into you , it continues next month so we have time to publicly be seen together, do pr interviews . Post each other on Instagram in subtle ways that isn’t so subtle to the public. Things like that. Then you’ll be coming on tour with us” he said the last part like it was a complaint.

You squinted at him as you put your cigarette out on the floor, “are you fuckin serious I have a job I can’t just leave to go on tour I have a life here. How am I supposed to explain to my job- oh yeah sorry can’t work for a couple of months need to be a pretend girlfriend for a phony band in my phony life” . He held his hand out with half of his cigarette left , “what?” You asked sourly , “take it you clearly need it, it’s all taken care of. Nanami is a good guy he’s good at his job , your job is hiring a stand in for you as we speak. If this was such a problem for you , you could’ve just said no to the offer since you love the coffee shop so much.”

“I don’t. It’s just stable I like stability. This is not stable , I’m..nervous to say the least. I don’t mean to be a bitch I just you know this isn’t a normal thing to do. It’s not everyday you go from coffee shop barista to rockstars girlfriend” you stared off at the passing cars and started to contemplate if this really was a good idea. Choso stood in front of you, “what do you want to do then. A perfect life, no coffee shop no fake dating?” He seemed sincere, he wasn’t the same rushed hot headed man you met in the coffee shop.

You shrugged , “I don’t even know, I didn’t go to college I didn’t stick into anything i have no goals no aspirations I’m just kinda…floating through life waiting for a change” saying it out loud you felt pretty pathetic to say you expected choso just to laugh. “You sound like me before the band started to take off, I was just waiting for the band to take off so I wouldn’t have to admit that this was all for nothing, but uh…I guess it was all for something it’s starting to look good”

You put the second cigarette down , “maybe this will be a good profession just being a fake girlfriend for the rest of my life” , “you think I’d want to stay with you in a fake relationship forever?” . Okay he’s not all nice afterall . Who wouldn’t want to be with you forever you’re a catch. You and choso walked back up to kento’s office together minimal chatter mostly silence. Nanami stood up with a slight smile , “I see you’ve met once more, smoke together? Great bonding experience, you’re both doing great already now you guys wanna sit so we can discuss the plan for today and this week together?”

Awkward. Was the only word you could’ve described the situation as. Choso sat legs spread slumped in the office chair next to you picking at the tassels of his hoodie , chipped black nail polish adorned his pale fingers and he fidgeted with his lip piercings or an occasional ball of his tongue piercing swiping across his lips. He always seemed to be wearing something baggy no matter where he was, he didn’t seem the type to dress up for any occasion no matter how formal it may be. “Are you even listening to me choso?” Kento asked as he pushed up his glasses to the bridge of his aquiline nose. Choso swiped his tongue piercing across his lip once more , “yeah she meets the band, we make a public appearance once more and start to integrate her into my life some more, you know this is putting a real pressure on my music career. I’m supposed to be practicing with the band now that the tour is on hold for alleged mental health reasons. Which is complete bullshit actually in fact this might cause me a mental health crisis, look at her” he said gesturing over to you.

You sat up straight in your chair , “what is that supposed to mean? Are you implying I’m ugly or something?” . He rolled his eyes , “no I’m just saying you don’t match my aesthetic at all why the fuck would you be a rockstars girlfriend?” You could’ve laughed . “I don’t match your aesthetic? What are you a fashion blogger or a bassist for a C-list band?” . He clenched his teeth together the muscles and tendons in his jaw becoming taut . Kento sighed , “do you two need an intimacy class booked too or do you think you can work out whatever little dispute this is?”

“We don’t need an intimacy class Kento we’re good we’re fine just every time I say something she always finds a way to twist my words and say a snarky remark , it’s rude that’s what it is” choso huffed . “Don’t say dumb shit then , I don’t know what you want me to do choso I can’t wipe your ass every time you verbally shit on me” you said crossing your arms , he smirked in response you weren’t too sure if it was out of annoyance or he genuinely found what you said funny.

Kento stacked his papers neatly , “very well, I think we’re done here how about I drive us to meet the rest of the band now hm?” Choso quickly got up , “good we’re done wasting time” . You scoffed , “you make it seem like I’m the one holding you hostage here ,what’s your deal if you didn’t want to do this so bad then why did you agree to the deal?” . He spun around on his heels , “I don’t like female attention I’m a bassist . It’s my job how would you feel if men came to fawn over you at your job. I’d like to settle down and I don’t want teenage girls attacking my future partner over their parasocial ideals. So I’m gonna stop it before it has time to fully mature, plus I don’t want all the attention I like my brothers to have more attention than me they’re family. Family means everything to me” .

Wow choso said something that actually shocked you. Maybe under all this clouded gloom was someone you would actually like to be with. Even if it is pretend. But who was his brother?

Down in the parking lot you stood at a black suv , tinted windows and everything . How fancy . Choso opened the car door for you allowing you to get in, how gentlemanly of him. Before abruptly slamming the door..rude and opening the passenger door and attempting to sit down before Kento hissed , “choso get in the back , don’t be such a kid” . “Fine whatever I will” he said getting into the back with you. You put your seatbelt on and to no surprise choso did not , “seatbelts are there for a reason you know” he kissed his teeth and looked out of the window , “I never wear them unless I’m driving but even then half the time I don’t.” , “that’s not very safe I’d think a man who prioritizes family would also prioritize his safety to not worry his family” .

His eyes met yours once more, “I will always make sure I’m safe for my family. I’m a safe driver, are you I’d hope so if you’re giving me all this talk” . You grumbled in embarrassment, “I…don’t know how to drive” he smiled cockily in response , “you’re twenty three and you can’t fuckin drive?” . You rolled your eyes , “oh my god give me a break , back in the country side we would just bike everywhere and since moving here I just walk or take the train I am doing good for the environment if you think about it” . He smiled once more , “bullshit I bet you’re just scared” . “So what if I am , there’s no shame in being scared to drive and for reference I’m not scared of driving I’m scared of other cars driving into me!”

He laughed, “you’ll get over your fears with practice I promise…” his words trailed off but he started again a few moments after , “so the country side…why did you leave- well move here out of all places, big city leaving your parents your family your friends, scary stuff”

The conversation seemed to flow so smoothly when choso was in control asking questions he seemed a lot more genuine and interested much more than sitting in the office having Kento talk at us. Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all..”well choso I am a big girl I couldn’t stay in that small small village forever, embarrassingly enough I don’t know if you could tell or anything but I’ve never been much for making friends. Sure I’m friendly to an extent, I’d want to put myself out there to meet new people to an extent. I’m not some recluse by any means I just y’know never really fit in all that well. But I do have my best friend Nobara. It was her dream to move out here. Work for a big name fashion magazine company, I couldn’t let her go without me. I wanted to be here for her to see her through on her dreams.”

You let your words trail off , putting everything into perspective made things much more embarrassing said out loud , you felt you hadn’t truly lived yet , nor experienced much. Plus your tendency to overshare to anyone who is willing to listen added insult to injury. You glanced up your eyes meeting once more choso seemed a lot more comfortable speaking to you , his gaze was much less abrasive than what it was like usually toward you, “that’s..sweet. You’re not all bad y/n maybe this can work out afterall. If not, I could be your friend if you would let me”

“I just might”

Kento parked the car at the music studio , you had not seen much of this side of the city . Much more rich areas , not that you were poor by any means just , scraping by . But comfortably . Comfortably scraping by. You met rent each month with some to spare , groceries didn’t cost too much since you’d just take some food home from the coffee shop which was against store policy but you couldn’t give two shits. Choso held the car door open for you and closed it behind you , “don’t look too impressed , you should’ve seen our old studio. Not as fancy but a lot more homey” , you hummed , “what was it one of the members garage?” . “Uhm actually it was the basement” he said in a mocking tone.

Walking in choso held every door open for you and you assumed slowed down his walking pace to match yours , his tall stature provided a sense of comfort you had not felt in a while. This foreign experience was made a little easier now that you and him weren’t friends by any means but on a friendly ish term. Kento opened the door , “and y/n this is the rest of kismet , play nice everyone” he said sighing and sitting down at a chair by the side of the door . “Nanamiiii” Satoru the white haired lead vocalist called out , “no coffee no sweet treats? Dude you’re lackinggggg today” he said in a jokey tone.

satoru was the least alternative out of the band but his visuals might be the most interesting , pale white skin , piercing blue eyes , thick white eyelashes and an even frostier shade of white as his hair color. He wasn’t much for piercings facially wise he had two eyebrow piercings on his left eyebrow it was so the focus wasn’t drawn away from his beautiful features , or so what he had said in interviews but you had seen clips of him shirtless and he had his nipples pierced so that was a surprise to say the least.

Nanami groaned in annoyance by satoru’s pestering, “please just leave me be for ten minutes. Just stop talking to me” the band seemed pretty close with their manager which was sweet most bands the manager just takes advantage of the band and milks them dry for money. Choso didn’t leave your side , “don’t be scared they don’t bite” he said leaning down into your ear so only you could hear. Shoko was the first to greet you, “satoru don’t be so rude we have a guest” she said putting her arm around his neck and practically dragging him toward you both, “nice to meet you, I’m shoko are you the fake girlfriend?”

You smiled awkwardly, “that would be me, I’m y/n” . Satoru rolled his eyes resting his elbow onto shoko who was a good head and a half shorter than him , “choso I have no idea why you’d agree to this who would want to be tied down when we’re reaching our peak- no hate to you at all I mean you’re gorgeous and everything” he said finally making eye contact with you , “thank you?” You said you had become more closed off now because of that comment. “I don’t give a shit I don’t know why you’re so excited the only girls who want you are like fourteen weird to be flexing that satoru”

He rolled his eyes once more , “there’s plenty of women who are above legal age who want a piece of this” , “only girl who could truly love you is your mother you are such a pig satoru” shoko said putting a cigarette to her mouth and lighting it. “I think it’s good , it’s what choso wants and he like you said picked a good looking girl” . Suguru made his appearance , “so shallow- you both only care for appearance I’m sure y/n was it?” , “yep , lovely to meet you” . He smiled at you , “see how polite I’m sure y/n is a lovely girl just because choso doesn’t want to give his dick up so carelessly doesn’t mean you should shame him satoru”

Choso looked down at you , you were very bombarded by the crowd of individuals in front of you , he placed his firm hand onto your shoulder , “let me introduce you to sukuna” he said softly . sukuna sat manspread on a couch eating some kind of fast food , “y/n this is one of my brothers, sukuna.”

Oh wow so sukuna is his brother , one of them so he has more? . “Oh hello I’m y/n .. chosos fake girlfriend” . “Yeah I know who you are choso won’t stop bitching about it, in my fuckin ear do you know how tiring it is? I have yuji all like , oh my god sukuna what do I do why isn’t Mia or Mai or some other unknown random not texting me backkk then I have choso , ugh sukuna why is my life so harddddd I can’t believe my life is this harddddd” you laughed while choso pressed his lips together in a thin line , “you should watch your diet fat fuck you’re almost thirty you know metabolism slows down like crazy at that age and plus you’ll start balding soon” . “Oh whatever suck my dick you know I’m bulking” .

“Yeah when is that bulk gonna stop fat shit?” , “when you get the balls to get a real girlfriend instead of a fake one pussy ass bitch and bringing up my age IM TWENTY SIX IM NOT EVEN CLOSE TO THIRTY” he said angrily pushing the last of his burger into his mouth , “yo are you good at Mario kart?” He said his eyes meeting yours , he looked a lot more intimidating than what he actually was, who would know a 230 lbs of muscle , 6’7 , tattooed with a body littered with piercings man would be asking you about Mario kart. “Uhm I haven’t played in a while but I’m like pretty okay I’d say.” , “good because yuji is taking a massive shit right now and insists we play but I don’t wanna fuckin play with him he’s trash” , you laughed in response , “yeah who do you play?” He looked up and made a face at you like you asked an outlandish question , “the big og donkey fuckin kong obviously he’s the man” .

Choso screwed his face up , “why is yuji here? Why isn’t he working?” Sukuna pushed his hips forward so he could slump into the couch more , you could start to see the resemblance between the siblings in the way that they sit , “uhh because he doesn’t work mondays you fuckin troglodyte” , “yeah big guy spell troglodyte, go on I’ll wait” . Sukuna pondered for a while , “okay . T R O G L I-“ “wrong already” . Sukuna scoffed , “fuck out of my face choso I like your fake girlfriend more than you already go to the gym your skinny ass arms are pissing me off”

Well the short temper must run in the family. The door opened and another pink haired boy walked in , his face lighting up when seeing Kento , “Nanami the man..any snacks? Any sweet treats?” . Kento was almost drifting off into a nap state , he must not get much sleep having to deal with the band , and since you assumed this was Yuji it was sweet to see that he was also well acquainted with family members, satoru put his arm around yujis shoulder , “I asked the same thing dude but no he’s lacking like crazy maybe we need a new manager” . Kento pushed his glasses up into his hair and rubbed his eyes , “I am your manager not your errand boy if you want snacks call up ichiji not me” . Yuji grumbled , “hey ichiji isn’t errand boy either he’s a sweet little guy” . Yujis attention was quickly interrupted by catching glance of choso who was now sat down next to sukuna leaving you still awkwardly standing .

“CHOSOOO NO WAY” he said practically bouncing over to you three , “ooh who’s this?” You smiled at him , “I’m y/n nice to meet you” . He grinned back at you , “yuji im yuji their younger brother how do you know the band are you a new assistant?” . Choso slowly stood up , “no yuji this is my new girlfriend- fake girlfriend to us but to public eye she is my real girlfriend don’t say anything to anyone at all ever” yuji oooo’d and ahhhh’d before grinning again , “that’s sweet what do you do for work and stuff are you a singer too? In a band or something?” .. you felt kind of ashamed in a way . Just a barista . You really needed to make a name for yourself. “Oh I just work in a coffee shop downtown..nothing exciting” . “Oh no no the opposite totally you know I always wanted to be a barista at like Starbucks so I can make one of those videos where they’re like , here’s your pink drink what else is pink” you stared at him dumbfounded..what did he just say . But sukuna laughed to humor him , “i saw that on instagram reels” sukuna said starting to laugh at himself .

You just smiled and nodded in response , there was a stark difference in the brothers but they all seemed very genuine and authentic , “what do you do for work yuji?” You asked whilst sitting down because choso finally gestured you to sit in between him and sukuna.. not much room since they’re both chronic man spreaders but it’s okay. Yuji giggled , “oh I’m a fire fighter !” WHAT? WHAT KIND OF FAMILY IS THIS TWO ROCKSTARS AND A FIRE FIGHTER . Yuji was still smiling and then swiftly flexed for you to which sukuna quickly humbled him , “looking skinny yuji get back to the gym” . Yujis face dropped , “why don’t you get out of the gym unc you’re looking like you’re on roids no wonder you’re so angry all the time”

“I’m not a pussy I’m not on steroids you sick fuck” sukuna said screwing his face up at yuji , “you need to be in the dentist’s office for a checkup shark teeth eughhh” he said holding his nose. Choso just smiled , he must be used to this . That’s why he was able to keep up with you berating insults at him.

It was sweet in a way

Their own strange way.

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psa about blog stuff

so, i've been considering some stuff about how i want to treat my blog going forward, and i want to put it all down so that people know what to expect out of me! i'm not bored of rp or anything like that, i just want to be a bit more organized and straightforward with how i handle everything. so!

this blog will permanently run on a queue. i know some people perceive that as lazy idk but for me it helps preserve my sanity. if that isn't your thing that's fine i'm not gonna force you stick around, but just know that even if replies are queue'd, it doesn't mean i'm less interested in our plots. sometimes i'll post / answer stuff in real time still, but at least for threads, it's easier on me if it's in a queue. also, since i'm putting more focus into streaming starting next week, it helps keep activity rolling on my blog even when i'm not able to be around due to said streaming or my irl job

asks are the best way to interact with me. i'm always open to asks and usually answer those the fastest. you can spam me with as many as you like i don't care, i love asks. also: if i ever answer an ask you want to turn into a thread, do it. i love it. seriously. if we write a lot together or talk a lot, you can expect i'll probably send frequent asks your way too ( with your permission ofc )

i probably won't post starter calls anymore. so yeah, again, asks are gonna be the best way to start things w/ me. i'll like starter calls from mutuals tho if i see them

i will be prioritizing pre-established / plotted stuff over all else. it's easier for me to respond to. ofc i'll still happily do spontaneous things, it just might not be as quick. if we talk a lot ooc or chat / plot frequently, it's likely i'll reply to our stuff quicker. i give pretty much the same kind of energy i receive :> but i'm also clinically insane so FDLAKJGHD

i will also be prioritizing shorter threads as well. i'm talking 4-5 small paragraphs or less. long stuff drains me a lot. i'm not saying i won't do longer things, but just know you will be waiting longer for responses to those. i'm sure that won't be a problem but yanno, just in case, it's important to be transparent about that stuff. i LOVE my 3k word threads but also it might take me 3 weeks to respond to it LMAO

if i write a specific character you're interested in, just tell me. likewise, if there's a ship of any kind you want, ( romantic, platonic, family, enemies, etc. ) you can say it. i'm not gonna bite you i promise. ♥ actually, doing that helps me gauge your interest and helps give me ideas for how we can interact

i might trim down my follower count. nothing personal, but if there's been little to no engagement on my posts then i'll take it as a lack of interest and probably sb. you're always free to refollow if i made a mistake! i've never really? had to hardblock anyone? except for a couple of weirdos, but those were far and few in between. if i decide to trim my following, i'll make a post to gauge interest for who wants to stay

i'm pretty much gonna keep writing when i feel like writing and not pressure myself so i don't get burnt out.

i think??????? that covers just about everything i wanted to say. i'm gonna make a few posts throughout the night that will help with building up this blog but ye that's about where i'm at rn. i'm mostly doing this since i'm planning to push myself back to semi-fulltime streaming ( 3-4 nights a week ) and i wanna keep my blog activity rolling as well as remain engaged with my writing partners :>

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What would you say your least favorite episodes are? Which episodes would you say are the worst, from a storytelling and thematic standpoint? Are your two lists mostly the same, or almost completely different?

Miraculous has 130 episodes in the first five seasons and there's no way in hell that I'm going to try to rank them all, so I'll just look at the episode list and give you my personal picks for my least favorite episode and the episode that did the most damage to canon from each season. Please note that this is just what my memory serves up as the worst since I'm not rewatching the whole show to give each episode more thorough consideration. I'll also list any episodes I considered just for the fun of it and link to my posts on them (or more broad posts where I happened to talk about that episode in detail) if I remember that such posts exist.

Season 1

Least Favorite: The Pharaoh

Worst writing: Lady Wifi

Dishonorable Mentions: The Bubbler, Copycat, Kung Food, Gamer, Animan, Volpina

It was hard to pick episodes in season one because there aren't any truly major problems in this season. A lot of the episodes have weird morals or odd choices, but there's nothing narrative breaking and the odd morals are all pretty equally bad. I went with The Pharaoh for my personal least favorite because of how appallingly bad the Egyptology is. Anything that contributes to people having wildly inaccurate ideas about Ancient Egypt goes on my shit list. No, ancient Egyptians did not use magic spells to try to resurrect people! They didn't even believe in the resurrection of their own gods! Their beliefs were all focused on giving people a good afterlife, not on bringing people back to this life!

Lady Wifi got the label as worst written mostly for reasons external to the episode itself, though there are internal problems. The first reason is that this episode really leaned into the idea that Alya was obsessed with outing Ladybug and Chat Noir's identities to the world, leading her to do some questionable snooping. I would expect an episode like this to end with a lesson about respecting people's privacy, but it doesn't. The episode ends with Alya doing the same stuff she was doing at the start, just with a more benign target:

Alya: Wanna see my new smartphone? It puts my old phone to shame! Just look at these pics! Marinette: Huh? What's with all these photos of Adrien? Alya: Well... with a mask and a costume, don't you think he looks a little bit like Cat Noir?

You'd think that she'd be a little more impacted by the fact that her akumatized self almost handled her idol over to the bad guy! Note that I don't want Alya to feel guilty here, I just want her to look at her akuma and reflect a bit, leading to character growth. Something like Marinette asking Alya who her next suspect is and Alya announcing that she's done outing heroes. It's time to out a villain instead!

The small-scale side of this problem is that it leaves the episode without a clear lesson, making the episode feel kind of pointless. The large-scale side of the problem is that Alya's character genuinely needed a lesson around respecting privacy because she goes on to become Rena Rouge without the show ever addressing the issue of her identity-revealing obsession. I think that was a bad call for Alya's character and the show itself.

This was a missed opportunity to give Alya some majorly deserved focus that had nothing to do with her role as best friend to the lead. Season two introduced three new heroes, but Chloe was the only one given a multi-episode storyline. Nino and Alya just randomly got their miraculous in one-off episodes even though they're leads' best friends and the heroes who stick around. I would have liked to see them get storylines, too.

Based on season one, Alya could have been given her miraculous after an arc focused on earning Ladybug's trust. This could have even ended with Alya learning Marinette's identity if you want to keep that plot point. Instead the show just decided to pretend like the identity-revealing obsession was never a thing from season two on and Alya doesn't really do anything to earn a miraculous. She just gets one because she's Marinette's bff. I think Alya deserves better than that.

The other reason also relates to Alya's overall writing. If memory serves, Lady Wifi was the first case of Alya being written more like a tabloid journalist than an actual reporter, an issue that has plagued her character for the rest of the show because the writers cannot make up their minds as to which one she is! Does she investigate things or just believe whatever crap she's told? Pick a lane, give a reason for the nuance, or give her a character arc around being more discerning! It even makes some of her actions jarring like when she posts the kissing photo at the end of Oblivio. Alya, what are you doing? Those are your coworkers and you know that Ladybug hates the Ladynoir stuff!!!

The tabloid journalist to true reporter route could have been another way to play Alya's miraculous journey. Introduce Lila at the end of season one, have an Alya-focused arc around defeating Lila in season two, and let the arc end with Alya learning to be more discerning thereby earning her miraculous. The lesson would be something like it's good to have an active imagination, but we need to be careful to not conflate a good story with facts.

Season 2

Least Favorite: Queen Wasp (Queen's battle – Part 2)

Worst writing: The Collector

Dishonorable Mentions: Despair Bear, Prime Queen, Gigantitan, Glaciator, Anansi, Frozer, Reverser

This season had several strong contenders, but I picked the two I did because they're both narrative breaking on a scale the others can't even come close to.

Everything about the Chloe arc is a mess and Queen Wasp perfectly encapsulates the issue because nothing about it works in the overall narrative. Queen Wasp is the episode where Chloe gets her miraculous for the first time and it is the least interesting way you could possibly go about her big debut. It also introduces the running issue of the writers having no idea what they're doing with her character. This episode was written like Queen Bee was going to be a one off and yet she keeps coming back! This was also the first of many episodes that totally botched addressing Chloe's mommy issues. I could go on, but I doubt that I have to. See my Chloe deserves better tag if you really want more Chloe content.

The Collector gets the award for worst writing because it's the first instance of the show introducing a ton of things that should have been important to the overall narrative only for the writing to forget about these things after the end of the episode. Ladybug never tries to find out more about where Gabriel got the grimoire, Adrien forgets that the grimoire exists, and Lila knowing about the grimoire somehow has nothing to do with her figuring out that Gabriel is the butterfly holder. We're also introduced to the lore that the butterfly holder can akumatize themself which is total BS. This should have been the big villain Nathalie reveal! They could have officially confirmed that she knew everything by having her be the stand in Hawk Moth to protect Gabriel's identity.

Season 3

Least Favorite: Chameleon

Worst writing: Chat Blanc

Dishonorable Mentions: Backwarder, Animaestro, Bakerix, Reflekdoll, Oni-Chan, Desperada, Ikari Gozen, Timetagger, Ladybug, Miracle Queen

Notice how the list of dishonorable mentions keeps getting longer and longer as the show goes on? I have a sneaking suspicion that trend will continue.

I think the fandom has beaten the problems with Chameleon to death, so I'll keep this brief. This episode was the first time Lila's lying powers were super obvious and I hated that writing choice with a fiery passion. I also hated how Adrien never got a proper character arc about why it was wrong to stay quiet about lies. It's a good flaw for a celebrity to have, but flaws are only good if they're actually addressed in a timely manner. A fact that is extra true when you're writing for young children who generally aren't going to be able to follow a minor subplot that takes three seasons to resolve.

For Chat Blanc, see the power of love rant as that covers my main issues with this episode. Since that post has the main issues covered, let's go over two more minor issues! The first is the way Tom and Sabine were played here. One of my favorite fix-it fics was spawned because canon had them do nothing after they saw their teenage daughter threatened by a powerful adult. Good parents don't do that! Let them be good parents!

Adrien keeping his identity from Marinette is the other mark against Chat Blanc, but I do think canon could have made that work. The problem is less that he did it and more that canon acted like it was no big deal. Letting him wrestle with wanting to address the partial reveal, but also wanting to respect Ladybug's no-reveal rule would have heavily mitigated the issue. Having Marinette ask Adrien out would have done even more to solve the problem because then it doesn't feel like he's taking advantage of the situation (which is a common and understandable complaint that I've seen), but heaven forbid that we let the girl ask the boy out!

Season 4

Least Favorite: Ephemeral

Worst writing: Strikeback

Dishonorable Mentions: Truth, Lies, Gang of Secrets, Mr. Pigeon 72, Furious Fu, Sole Crusher, Queen Banana, Optigami, Sentibubbler, Rocketear, Wishmaker, Hack-San, Glaciator 2, Gabriel Agreste, Kuro Neko, Penalteam, Qilin

...yes, I did list pretty much every episode in the season. What's funny is that I don't necessarily like the ones I didn't list, they just didn't feel like major problems for the show or get under my skin to the level of things like Qilin. Meanwhile some of the problem children had parts I genuinely liked, but still made the list because of some major issue I couldn't overlook. For example, I like the ending of Glaciator 2, but think the first half of the episode has a lot of major problems.

Ephemeral almost got both spots because it has so many issues, but the timeline does get reset at the end, so I decided I'd give the win to the episode that's in the canon timeline. My biggest issue with Ephemeral is the power of love crap, but I'm once again linking to the power of love rant for details on that.

That's not the only major issue with this episode, though. Marinette's plan for how to reveal Chat Noir's identity was both horrendous and totally unnecessary. If time is going to reset, then just tell Chat Noir the truth of what you're planning! Then he can give informed consent on the issue! You could even have him go talk to Luka solo without a time reset coming into play!

Speaking of Luka, I wasn't a fan of Luka continuing to lie to Ladybug about the fact that he knew the secret identities. He carries a small part of the blame here for not stopping Marinette's crazy plan when he had the power to do that. Su-Han also gets a spot on the shit list but he basically lives there so that's not worth digging into.

If Strikeback had led into a really cool season five, then I'd probably give it some slack, but Gabriel getting the kwamis was pretty freaking pointless so no mercy!!!! This episode was a writing disaster that makes no freaking sense! There's the obvious problem that the writers had to hand Felix the win by breaking the lore for Ladybug's yo-yo, but the issues go well beyond that. We also get Ladybug giving a rant about flaws that the season never actually gave her and Ladybug losing because of an evil twin and not because of anything she actually did wrong, once again undermining her apology because it feels like her blaming herself for something that wasn't her fault instead of her owning up to actual flaws that cost her something. Add in the fact that the real reason for the loss was the identities which are still a secret as of season six and this episode can go die in the fiery heart of the sun!

Extra points off for making Felix seem interesting and then squandering all of that by turning him into Kagami's discount Adrien consolation prize. Extra extra points off for letting Adrien find Felix's stupid spyglass and then using that for nothing in season five. There were so many good setups here but a setup is only as good as its payoff and the payoffs were all shit!

Season 5

Least Favorite: Derision

Worst writing: The final parts one and two

Dishonorable Mentions: Every other episode in the season.

In season four, I said that I liked a lot of the episodes on the dishonorable mentions list, they just had some fatal flaw that got them on the list. The same is not true here. I didn't enjoy a single episode in season five. Only positive moment I can think of is the hand raise scene in Kwamis Choice. That was cute, but not cute enough to save that disaster of an episode.

I've ranted about Derision a lot and shared many posts from others, so I'll just link to one of those rants and one of those posts, then give a quick tl;dr here. This episode makes Marinette look unhinged and is a massive retcon that makes no freaking sense. It's also the only time Miraculous has genuinely upset me on an emotional level. Other episodes have worse messages, but this showed such a fundamental lack of writing ability and critical thinking skills that it got to me. I doubt that anything could have made me keep watching the show after the disaster that was the season five final, but Derision was where I first decided that season five was it for me. After Derision aired I stopped watching the episodes as they came out and just waited for the whole season to be streaming because I legitimately didn't care anymore. I knew wherever we were heading was going to be a bad time.

The final gets another link to the power of love rant because that's my biggest issue with it, but there's obviously a wealth of problems at work here. No, Marinette didn't win because Gabriel changed his mind. He rewrote the universe to his desired state! That's a hands down win. Also, his reason for changing his mind was laughably bad. A video? Seriously? Terrible writing. Adrien being lied to was terrible. Adrien being kept completely out of the final fight was terrible. The resistance doing nothing useful was terrible. The special-only characters showing up was confusing. Emilie dying was boring. Saving Nathalie was boring. The list goes on and on. Just a total embarrassment of a season final with bonus embarrassment from the fact that this was initially the series finale meaning that anything the later seasons do to imply that this was bad is basically a retcon.