#but it's TRUE

[yes-no-maybe-soo]

A couple of things that I love and appreciate about Sylus ♡

His genuine respect for MC and her capabilities. He knows she's a badass and a formidable fighter, and that she can handle herself. And he is proud of her strength and her independent spirit, even as he adores spoiling and caring for her. He treats her as both a Queen and as a Princess. But never as a damsel in distress.

How much MC's consent and autonomy matter to him. In his own way he is for sure possessive of her. However he is not a "You're mine" type of guy, but rather 1000% a "I want you to want to be mine" one. And also simultaneously a "I want to be yours" kind of man. Which is so hot of him.

He does get jealous, yet he never channels that jealousy at the other party, but instead focuses on himself and what he can do to up his game. He desires to be the only one in MC's eyes, yes, but he wants to be worthy of it. It's not something he feels inherently entitled to. He strives hard to be the best he can be for her.

His respect for and interest in different cultures and their customs, as best seen in Lost Oasis and Grassland Romance.

The fact that he is a polyglot, fluent in so many languages that he doesn't keep count. We love big brained men (he is also a programmer and a hacker ☺️).

His caretaking tendencies, which do extend beyond MC even if not to the same extent (ie the twins, the kid in No Way Out, the stray cats, the injured dove, the lost duck, the plants in his bedroom).

That he never raises his voice even in anger. Which for me, being someone that gets triggered by yelling and shouting, is such a comfort to know and brings me real inner peace. I am so happy that MC won't ever have to suffer an explosive or volatile man, but is with a controlled and emotionally stable one. The closest we ever do get to him raising his voice is his "Look out!" when MC is in danger during battle, and that doesn't come from a place of aggression, but from raw alarm. And I genuinely believe that that is as far as it will ever go.

The fact that he is an unbothered king. He sings out of tune, you say? Your problem, not his. He will do what he loves doing, regardless of what others think.

His willingness to indulge MC and her playful side. This hulking 6 foot something notorious crime lord and planet conqueror with a bounty of nine hundred ninety million on his head will happily join MC in any game she wishes to play, be it hide and seek or chasing or kitty cards, and he will do so unhesitatingly.

In a similar vein, how secure and healthy he is in his masculinity. He will gladly braid MCs hair and make her flower crowns, bake cupcakes and buy her pads and tampons, will let her dress him up in bows and bonnets and other traditionally feminine accesories. He is also unafraid to be soft and even vulnerable with her. (For this and other reasons he'd be an excellent girl dad).

The way he expresses his love not just by his poetic words but by truly listening to MC and by offering unwavering, unconditional support (his affinity 94 phonecall being a prime example). And not to mention in the mere way he looks at MC, and in the way he craves physical contact, how he loves entwining their fingers or carrying her any chance he gets. Other love languages of his are acts of service and of course quality time.

His "Ha 💸 Ha 💰 Ha 💎 [Inhale]" laugh. Scrumptious. The only rich guy laugh I adore.

His voice. Full stop.

His nose, especially the bump. Eighth wonder of the world.

His cupid's bow. Ninth wonder of the world.

[highcorellianwhiskeyart]

I can't get this image out of my head after reading Book of Bill.

[swan2swan]

Until someone from the staff says otherwise, I will stake actual, genuine money that this was an exchange from the writer's room that made it into the show.

[killerplink]

Dick Grayson loves to fuck you until you cry. I'm not talking watery eyes or a tear or two. I'm talking fully sobbing, fully babbling, fully whimpering, fully and completely wrecked off his dick. Loves the salty tears, the snot and drool loves each broken moan, and especially loves fucking you through it. And then, when it's all done, he loves holding you and petting your hair and soothing a hand down your back while you cry and babble. It's nothing in particular, you're just a crybaby crying about how much you love him, how good it felt, and just crying because it's what you do during sex. It freaked him ALLLL the way out the first time, killed the mood and everything, he thought he'd hurt you. It had never happened to you before because you'd never orgasmed so hard during sex with other guys, so you were equally confused but only mildly concerned. A quick Google search said it was kinda common and it's just due to all the feel good hormones being released and the body not knowing what else to do but to cry about it. And alas, the Dick Grayson: Crybaby Whisperer was born. Now he gages how good the sex was by how hard you're sobbing and shaking in his arms. If the pillow isn't totally soaked through, he hasn't don't his job right lol.

OMG YES!!! �� this is so him, and you're so right for this. like, the first time it happened? he was SPIRALING ✋🏻fully sitting there, wide eyed, holding you like "did I—are you hurt? did I do something??" and you're just a sniffling puddle trying to go "no, it was s'good, I love you so much" between hiccups and he's like 🧍🏻‍♂️ buffering...

but now? now this man is cockily measuring success by how hard you're crying 😭 smug as hell afterwards while rubbing your back like "aww, baby. that good, huh?" kissing your temple like that's my girl while you're still recovering and leaking tears onto the pillow 😩

"Dick Grayson: Crybaby Whisperer" is the perfect job title for him. he takes it so seriously too 😭 has tissues, water, and a freshly laundered cuddle blanket ready like he's running a luxury crying spa after blowing your back out lmao 😭

[georgebbwbush]

you can actually feel the strap if you're lesbian enough

[oidheadh-con-culainn]

there is no moral value in reading fast and there's also no moral value in reading slowly. people who read slowly aren't automatically/necessarily reading more thoroughly and thoughtfully than people who read quickly, and at the same time reading is not a race. some people read fast because that's how their brains work; some people read slowly because that's how THEIR brains work. some fast readers are getting deep into analysis and close reading and some slow readers are just along for the ride and not thinking too hard. these are both equally valid and valuable ways of engaging with books

and nobody should shame anybody else for reading slowly but also if i see one more post that suggests people who read quickly only read meaningless garbage (your elitism is showing btw) and lack reading comprehension, i will start blocking people. it's just bullshit, and it's weird judgy bullshit at that. some people have jobs in books where reading hundreds of books a year is part of it. some people are academics. some people are bedridden or isolated and trust me you get through a lot of books when you're stuck in your room alone for days. and some people love the books you consider garbage and they're just having fun passing the time with light fiction that isn't too brain intensive and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that either, because reading can be a form of relaxation and doesn't always have to be an ~intellectual challenge~ to be worth doing, actually

[james-sunshine-potter]

James 'i don't care if people laugh with me or at me, as long as someone is laughing' Potter

[desertfangs]

Armand is just a little denim-clad guy with pretty hair to comb who's never done anything wrong in his life.

[tunguszka20]

"For every comrade, every one of my friends"

Is the same melody as

"watch where the birds fly, they will lead us to land"

[epickiya722]

Me: *reading and watching My Hero Academia* Well, who shall be my favorite character?

*The two rabbit-coded characters who are pint sized powerhouses who will fight you like they didn't hear the bell exists*

Me: I guess I have no choice.

[cowboylikeyouu]

why is how to train your dragon literally the best movie ever??

[here-i-am-again-god]

Part sishisi

[totally-not-kawaii]

okay, yeah, we gotta talk about this. we gotta talk about this.

loki has always been perpetually alone. even around his own family, he felt misunderstood and unwanted. the only person who ever made him feel like he belonged was his mother, and she died, leaving him completely and utterly alone again.

loki has always felt lonely. even with the company of his brother, even surrounded by people, he still felt lonely. nothing could ever really fill that gap for him.

but mobius did. but casey did. but b-15 did. even sylvie and ouroboros did. despite how everything began between loki & the rest of the tva, he finally felt like he belonged somewhere. he finally felt like he wasn't alone.

and it all started with mobius, seeing how much potential loki had and how much better he could be from now own.

[ivyblossom]

Lessons in Story: Editing

I was a pantser for a very long time. I lived in the writing of a story, and couldn't be bothered planning it. Or editing it, frankly. I was just a drafter. The writing of it is glorious, and then it's over, and I'm done. Is that a best practice? Definitely not. But that's what so great about fanfiction. I can do that. It might not make for the best fics, and they would be full of typos, but the whole point of fanwork doing what you want the way you want to do it, right? So I did the part I understood and loved, and nothing else.

Why did I do that? Because I'm a brat, probably? I mentioned already that my maturity level has always been low.

But I think there's more to it than that. I think I worked that way because it was fun and it produced stories that weren't bad, they were sometimes pretty good, but I had no idea how they functioned. If you don't know how a story works, how do you edit or tweak it? I think I was afraid to look back at it most of the time. The only way I knew how to fix a story was to start over and write another one. That's the only thing I knew how to do. The experience of the story was living the story. How do you edit that? I always felt like restructuring the beginning of a story would mean a new branch had started, the rest of the story wouldn't match anymore. It would be a new story, I would be throwing this one way. You see what I mean?

I learned to be a slightly better editor over time (but not really). At least I fixed dropped words and typos (mostly). But even then could say to me, "Hey, this could be good if you edited it and expanded on X and got rid of Y." I'm sure people tried. But I didn't know how to do that. (Okay: I technically knew how to do that, but this basic misunderstanding made that really difficult.) It would probably freak me out a bit. I would have understood what you meant, but the only way I knew who to do that is to delete the whole thing and start over. Because I didn't really understand the pieces that make up a story. It was all one piece to me. You could cut it up, sure, but it wouldn't be one piece any more. It would be broken.

I'm not suggesting this make sense, that's what I'm learning about my own history of process.

I wouldn't have said any of this at the time because I really didn't understand that that's how it was. I could (and did) talk until I was blue in the face about narrative, but I really didn't understand how it was working from a writing perspective. If I had understood it and said it out loud, it would have been easier to fix, but I didn't realize this was my obstacle. Now I'm learning about it, and repairing it. Because of course a story isn't one piece. It's many pieces, and they fit together and look like one piece when you're done.

This is also connected to planning, which I can (and will) go on about at great length.

How did I come to have this completely bonkers belief system about how creative writing works? Who can say. It might have something to do with learning to read by myself at a very young age (2). Stories were always whole pieces that I fell into face first. I don't even exist when I read, I just experience a story whole and then return to myself. I was writing the way I was reading.

So that's an obstacle I've deconstructed, and let me tell you: it's a lot easier when you know that's behind your own process and thinking.