#but they arent complete balanced pairs

[tibialtybalt]

I've been spinning a bunch of tsv thoughts in my head but none of them can be said more aptly than

[kuni-is-daddy]

Hii!! Could u make a scaramouche x reader smut, but the reader has a breeding kink? i would love dom reader but its completely up to you 🤭

(i finally got the courage to ask...)

Bottom! Scaramouche X Top Female Reader

Ft: Degrading, bondage/cuffing, grinding, riding.

word count 1.2k

CW: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PAST THE CUT! THIS IS A NSFW POST.

ScaraMasterlist | Subby cat scara | Sub wanderer

Scara coming out of the shower with his shorts halfway on and his hair still dripping wet with a towel wrapped around his hair. He walks into his room while you catch him off guard and pull him into a sloppy kiss against the wall. At first he's dismissive about it but when he realizes it's you, when he feels your cleavage against his chest. He couldnt help but moan as you sandwich his body against the wall and trail your hands down to his half put on boxers. "S-shit~ I see your eager arent you? Ive only been gone for a week and this is how you act?" he pulled the towel off his hair and tossed it onto the floor.

"Hah- Like a little pet. Couldnt wait for me to finish getting dressed?" you shake your head and sigh into his shoulder. "Want you so bad scara~ please, I want to make you feel good~" Scara smirked, then guided your hand on his stomach; Abs slightly defined on his flat stomach while he had plenty of scars and markings rubbing along your fingertips. "Hm- Then I should entertain you since you've begged so well." Your eyes filled with lust as he slowly descended your hand to his V line and giving you a peak at his hard length. "Give it to me...Show your master how good he should feel pet."

You spared no time bringing scara onto his bed. Quickly sitting ontop of him and against his clothed cock as he gasped at how aggressive you we're; How hungry he was to feel you. You grinded on his clothed length, slowly stripping off your oversized shirt with your bare chest on display. Scara looked aroused and intently at you, He didnt notice until now that you barely had anything on. Just one of his shirts and silky underwear he bought for you. Pale fingertips itched up to your hips, he Squeezed and rubbed your body in motion with your grinding. "Shit..Thats it pet, Dont stop. Love how much you want me~" He dug his free hand through his hair, pushing his bangs out the way to watch you speed up your pace. 'Fuck~ Wanna flip you over right now and cum inside you. Dont stop y/n, Dont stop..' In a daze scara began bucking his hips up down. You lost a bit of balance and leaned on his body for support. "Scara~" you teased, but your words went through one mechanical ear and out the other. "Does it feel good?" 'Ah~ You~ mnn~' Stuck in his trance all he could do was grab tighter on your hips. You pouted at the lack of attention and looked down onto his shorts. His boxers we're barely hiding his hard on through his pants and poked at your wet slit. 'Was he close?' you slowed down and he sucked his teeth in irritation, and you swore you saw his eyes glow. "Fuh-.. i- W-why'd you stop?!" He hissed. "Because scara~ I want it... here.." you pointed down to your stomach and He immediately blushed "O-oh?... Is that what you want, pet?" you pressed his hands over his head, leaning down to his face close enough your noses touched. You pecked his lips and pulled away from him then got off the bed, walking to your room. "I'll be quick okay~! keep your hands like that for me." 'over... my head?' he sucked his teeth and turned his head towards the ceiling, just wondering what you had planned for him.

Scara turned his attention back to the door over the faint sound of jingling. Watching as you emerged completely naked into the room with a pair of handcuffs around your finger. "Hah So you want to be cuffed up too, slut?" he chucked as you walked towards the headboard. "No scara, this is for you~"

In a matter of seconds scara's hands we're both restrained against the headboard. You climbed onto his body once more like a cat, Pulling down his pants to reveal his aching shaft. Scara tugged against the handcuffs as you moved closer to his erection leaking pre. He wanted to put you in your place so bad, how dare you starve him of his release then cuff him up as if he was the pet. You took a deep breath before sinking yourself onto his length, your walls squeezing against his thick cock. Your body shivered and he moaned in response. "Hah..mnh y/n, Your so warm- Oh god...yes~" you leaned your hands against his body for support. Slowly bouncing up and down "fuck~ ah...You want it that bad baby? Wanna be a- ah~ mommy?" he instinctively went to touch your hips but was jerked back by the cuffs. He tugged again then groaned. God it was too much, scara wanted to touch you so bad. You began panting heavily at his sudden submission. He could just break the handcuffs, couldn't he? you gripped tighter onto his sleeveless shirt as your pace grew messy to make sure he always hit your sweet spot. "mnh~ yes scara! I want it.. Want it so bad please, please inside~ ah! please!" your body bounced faster, sloshing up and down his length "ah~ mommy~ j-just like that~! im close~ S-so fucking close. im gonna~!" He bawled his hands in a fist-

Click!

sticking out his tongue slightly while he felt his orgasm wash over him. You quickly came after, coating him with your juices as his warm seed filled your pussy and clamped down on him.

You we're a bit exhausted and collapsed onto his chest, sliding off his cock while his seed gushed out and onto your folds. He let out a deep sigh after you pulled out and was oddly silent. "scara..I-mm!" Suddenly you felt his hot hand cover your mouth. Wait..Cover your mouth? Your heart skipped a beat and looked up at him. His eyes we're glowing, With a cocky smirk planted on his face. He couldnt take it anymore. The 'pathetic' little cuffs you put on him we're dangling; broken on the headboard. Before you could process it any further, the puppet flipped you over on the side of the bed on your back. He caged you under his own body and softly bit his lip at your now 'innocent' glare. "You call yourself wanting to please me but only for one round? How pathetic." He chuckled while you looked away flustered. He noticed your shyness and shifted his hand on your throat. "Your mine. Do you understand that pet? Dont you dare stop." He moved his hand off your throat while you choked for air "B-but scara- I already-c- AH!" You pleaded and he slapped your thigh, teasing you with a spark of electro. "Isnt that what you wanted? Wanted to be a mommy?" Your eyes widened a bit, And you drooled at his words. He made a thin smile at your reaction and took off his shirt. "Good pet..I let you have your fun..now your gonna take this like a good girl yeah?" He hoisted your legs over his shoulders and lined himself up, Slowly fisting his length again.

He couldnt wait to see you bare his children.

[tmariea]

You Cut Through All the Noise

Fandom: MDZS/Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation/The Untamed

Pairing: Xiyao

Characters: Lan Xichen, Jin Guangyao

Rating: G

Summary:

There are many things one cannot say to A-Yao. Xichen had tried once, saying, ‘The night is beautiful and I am here with you. That is all I need to celebrate.’ A-Yao had replied with precise and perfect courtesy, exactly as expected from one sect leader to another in response to a compliment. Scripted. Exactly what Xichen did not want him to be. So he said different words now - a holiday, or a successful night hunt, or the completion of a project - and tried to let his face and his actions say all the rest. --- A look into Zewu-jun's and Lianfang-zun's late night talks, featuring gifts, gossip, and quite a lot of yearning.

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This was written as part of the @xiyaogotcha4gaza for @eternal-brainrot's prompt: xiyao spending an evening together at jinlintai or cloud recesses drinking tea, gossiping, etc. just them being able to put down their burdens and perfectly crafted appearances for the evening in a way that they cannot with anyone else and having a silly side of themselves that they arent able to show to anyone else. laughing together!! lxc giggling!!! maybe lxc staying up past lan curfew despite getting sleepy because he wants to make his time with jgy last as long as possible. sleepy lxc being a bit sappy maybe? maybe the other ends up falling asleep in whoever's room they’re in and ending up staying the night there?

Well, tooth-rotting fluff with a side of serious yearning is my bread and butter, so it was a match made in heaven for me! I hope you enjoy!

Title from Bastille's 'The Anchor'

The door to Jin Guangyao’s rooms was unlocked, but his sworn brother was not in sight when Xichen pushed it open one-handed, keeping careful balance on the tray of tea, wine and cups in his other.  The sliding doors to the private garden beyond were open just a crack though, enough to give him hint of where A-Yao could be found, without letting in too much of the cooling night air.

A-Yao was indeed in the garden, settled at a small table beneath the pavilion with his back to Xichen.  He was wrapped in a thick, fur-lined cloak against the late-fall chill— much less severe than in Cloud Recesses, but always still enough to bother A-Yao.  Xichen took a private moment to feel the disappointment at a lost opportunity to ask A-Yao if he was cold and drape his own outer robe around his shoulders.  Then he stepped out of the door, and closed it audibly behind him.  A-Yao turned at the noise, a smile on his face which softened into a much more genuine one as he caught sight of who was at his door.

“Er-ge, good evening,” he said, and beckoned him over.  And then when he noticed the tray, “Oh, you are a guest, you should have allowed me to call for refreshments!”

Xichen stepped down from the porch and walked between the neatly groomed beds of peonies to join A-Yao at the pavilion.  “Gifts from Gusu,” he explained without remorse for his tray, setting it down on the table, and taking a seat at the side adjacent to A-Yao.  He turned the bottle of wine to display the label proclaiming it Emperor’s Smile.  The tea, too, was a blend native to the region.

A-Yao gave him a look which conveyed ‘that was not necessary,’ over the top of a current of genuine pleasure.  They’d had conversations to that end many times, until Xichen had finally offered to stop if it made him uncomfortable, and A-Yao had remained suspiciously silent.  Xichen had just smiled wide and accepted his win.  Even still, A-Yao gave him a demure look of thanks, perhaps for his own peace of mind.

Now, instead of more protests he asked, “What is the occasion?” and reached for the pot and cake of tea to begin brewing.

There are many things one cannot say to A-Yao.  Xichen had tried once, saying, ‘The night is beautiful and I am here with you.  That is all I need to celebrate.’  A-Yao had replied with precise and perfect courtesy, exactly as expected from one sect leader to another in response to a compliment.  Scripted.  Exactly what Xichen did not want him to be.  So he said different words now - a holiday, or a successful night hunt, or the completion of a project - and tried to let his face and actions say all the rest.  He thought he’d gotten better at that with practice.

Today he said, “The success of Jin Ling’s party,” as he peeled back the lid of the wine jar to pour A-Yao a cup.  It wasn’t even breaking a rule to say so - that was the reason he had come to Lanling today after all, and the party a testament to A-Yao’s organizational skills, as every event held here was these days.

“And why would er-ge find Jin Ling’s fourth birthday to be worthy of such celebration?” A-Yao asked with a look that Xichen chose to interpret as ‘I appreciate the sentiment but we both know you are making excuses.’

“It seems the other sect leaders are determined to fawn, why should I not do the same?”

“I find er-ge to be far less likely to travel with a herd, or turn a white fluffy tail and run at the slightest provocation.”

The thought of the other sect leaders bolting from the hall this afternoon as soon as Jin Ling had begun to wind himself up to a tantrum, contrasted with A-Yao’s perfectly serene face as he said it, startled Xichen into a burst of laughter.  

A-Yao’s smile grew until his dimples were showing, and as always, Xichen was consumed with a gripping temptation reach out and trace them with reverent fingertips.  Instead, he contented himself with taking the cup of tea held out to him, letting his fingers linger far longer than necessary against A-Yao’s before bringing the cup to his mouth to drink.

They spent the time while drinking their respective tea and wine talking about the party anyway.  A-Yao had witty things to say about every present Jin Ling had been given, never outright disrespectful, but only because his turns of phrase were so very clever that Xichen doubted the guests would have realized even if A-Yao had said it to their faces.  Oh, how he wished he could watch him say it to their faces.

When the teapot was nearly empty, Xichen set down his cup and said, “I hope A-Yao will forgive the presumption of one more gift.”

“Er-ge is far too generous!” A-Yao said, his voice admonishing but his dimples gave him away.  He shook his head and added, “You should be careful, lest someone take advantage of that nature of yours.  I should say no, if only to keep you on your toes.  What would you do then?”

Xichen hummed, pretending to think on it for a moment.  “I would be disappointed to not get to dote on A-Yao the way he deserves.”  And then, feeling bold in the way he rarely did outside of these nights where it seemed the world shrunk down to only the two of them, added with a confiding smile, “And then I would keep the gift for a different day.  But, I don’t think my A-Yao will refuse, will he?”

A-Yao opened his mouth and then closed it then, in an uncharacteristic lapse of control.  It was hard to tell in the golden lamplight, but Xichen could swear his cheeks colored as his eyes tracked to the side.  “No,” he said, and then cleared his throat.  “Your A-Yao will not.”

This time, it was Xichen’s turn to feel his ears heat as he realized what he had said.  To hopefully distract from that line of conversation - and the fact that he was loathe to take it back, and may even want to say it again immediately, my A-Yao - he reached into his qiankun sleeve and drew out a roll of silk mounted with a wooden frame at top and bottom.  He rolled it out in A-Yao’s direction, for his inspection.

Perhaps this boldness had been simmering in his blood for a while now.  He had painted Cloud Recesses for A-Yao many times before, as expected when it was his most common reference material.  This painting, though, depicted the small garden and stand of pines visible from the back porch of the Hanshi, with the lazy stream trickling between them.  It was not a sight that many people got to see, something only those in Xichen’s greatest confidences would recognize.  

A-Yao knew it immediately.  His eyes softened as they scanned the ink strokes on silk canvas, and then his lips parted just slightly again in surprise for the second time.  Xichen wanted to kiss them with a desire swirling deep in his belly.  Instead he contented himself with watching A-Yao raise a hand and use one elegant finger to trace in the air, never quite touching, the small black shape beneath the trees.  Just a silhouette, barely a curl of ink.

The last time that the two of them had met, they A-Yao had mentioned that he was considering getting a spiritual dog for Jin Ling.  ‘Terribly useful creatures, spiritual dogs,’ he had said, and then added, ‘shame though, I really do prefer cats.’  And so when A-Yao left, Xichen had painted, in almost a haze, his garden and into it placed a black cat.

This was another of the things that one could not say to A-Yao, that he knew the most intimate corners of Xichen’s life, that he belonged there, that his presence left ripples even when he was far away and gone.  So Xichen brought gifts, and painted, and treasured the moments they had together.  

And he thought that he could read some of it back in A-Yao’s clear gaze as he met his eyes unwaveringly and said, “It’s a beautiful work er-ge.  I will hang it in my study.”

“Thank you, A-Yao’s praise means much.”

Xichen felt a little thrill too, to read between the words and see that A-Yao intended to display openly all of the unsaid meanings between them.  And that the world would look, but never see.

If he let himself, he could fall into that gaze, into all of the unsaid words.  He could let it carry him forward, around the scant barrier of the corner of the table between them, until he could taste the unsaid words from A-Yao’s tongue.  He wondered if they would taste like wine.

To keep himself from doing that, he asked instead, “Has A-Yao made a decision on the spiritual dog for your venerable nephew?”

Xichen could feel the moment the tension between them broke, like a summer storm over the mountains, with A-Yao’s bright, surprised laugh at the thought of a venerable four year old.  Xichen tucked that laugh away into a corner of his heart, and let himself breathe out a long, steadying breath.  It wouldn’t do to dwell on the things he might wish from A-Yao, and forget the time they were granted.

“Ah, yes, I do think I will give one to him.  It will be a good exercise in responsibility, and a companion.”

Xichen knew that A-Yao worried about the way the other children in Jinlintai reacted to Jin Ling, influenced by the way their elders would tell them to keep a respectful distance in one breath and then turn around and gossip with the next.  It was a mixture liable to curdle with time.  He didn’t know if it was better in Lotus Pier, but he hoped so.  

“What are Jiang-zongzhu’s thoughts?” he asked, hoping to let A-Yao give voice to his delightfully sharp opinions on Jiang Wanyin’s parenting style, and varied emotional outbursts.

Instead, A-Yao raised his cup to take another sip of his wine, and from behind his sleeve told him coyly, “I haven’t said.”

“A-Yao, you wouldn’t!” Xichen knew he sounded delightfully scandalized.

“Er-ge, I don’t know what you could possibly mean!” A-Yao intoned in his best impression of Nie Huaisang.  “Jiang-zongzhu loves dogs, doesn’t he?  It should be a nice surprise.”

“A-Yao!” Xichen said again, losing the battle against his own laughter and unable to force anything else out.

“Such a nice surprise, in fact,” he continued, the dimples in his face deepening as he obviously fought to keep his voice steady, “that it might even lift his spirits in a trying time.  Perhaps if he were first to learn when we all must attend Yao-zongzhu’s daughter’s wedding next spring.”

“Oh no,” Xichen said faintly.

“It will only just serve as repayment for all the swear words Jiang-zongzhu was so kind as to teach our darling nephew the last time he was in Lotus Pier,” A-Yao said, holding onto his highest dignity, before he dissolved into giggles too.

The giggles were not dignified.  They rose and fell in pitch, interspersed with lower chuckles and higher peals.  Lan Xichen was not sure if another person alive beside himself had ever heard A-Yao laugh like this before, and he was so in love with him that sometimes it felt like his golden core was trying to claw its way out through his heart.  

Or maybe it was just that he couldn’t quite catch his breath without starting to laugh again.

It took a little while for the both of them to calm down well enough to speak normally, but when they did, A-Yao said, “Come, we still have a little time yet.”  He poured himself a final glass of wine, and stood to lead them to another set of cushions laid at the edge of the pavilion’s floor.  He set down his cup and picked up a small book which had been strategically placed next to his cushion, that Xichen hadn’t noticed until now.  “This one had discovered a new book of poetry, if er-ge might be interested in finishing the night with a recitation?” he said, turning the cover so Xichen could see the title.

Xichen looked up at the stars and the moon overhead, framed by the dark silhouettes of trees along the garden wall.  It was getting on towards hai time, but he said anyway, “Please, go ahead.  I do not mind staying awake a while longer.”  He kept behind his teeth the words, ‘I would listen to you read beautiful words every day if I could.  And then I would want it to be your voice that lulls me to sleep each night.’

A-Yao gave him a skeptical look from the corner of his eye, but he opened the book and began to read.  He got through several poems, lovely and indicative of A-Yao’s well-read taste, before Xichen let his eyes drift closed.  Only to concentrate better on A-Yao’s voice against the background of the late night sounds of the garden.

“Tsk, er-ge you are so bad at this!” A-Yao scolded. 

Xichen blinked his eyes open again, and made the argument, “Every sect leader must be acquainted with spending more time on work than his sleeping hours would allow.  It is no hardship to spend the same on pleasure.”

“Oh yes, I am sure.  And how many of those hours has Lan-zongzhu spent by waking early instead?”

The rules said not to lie.  In absence of the waking brain power to come up with anything better, he remained silent.  A-Yao laughed at him, so fondly that Xichen had no choice but to return a rueful smile.

“Here, I’m not about to have you falling off the porch and hitting your head.  Lie down.”  He pulled off his plush, fur-lined robe and folded it into a pillow.  Instead of setting it on the porch beside them, he placed it in his own lap in invitation.

Any pleasantly polite response Xichen could make to that deserted him, and he felt suddenly more alert.  Ears blazing and with the sense that his words were distinctly clumsy on his tongue, he asked, “Will A-Yao not be cold?” in an exact mirror of his earlier desires that was not lost on him. “Here you should take my outer robe.”

A-Yao scowled up in his direction, but Xichen could tell that he wasn’t putting any real heat in it.  “I’m not so fragile as you think.”

No, A-Yao really wasn’t.  He had experienced things that many of the Jianghu, even after being through a war, could only imagine and come through it still steadfast.  Xichen also knew that he frequently worked through pain even now, for all that he so infrequently caught a glimpse of it beyond A-Yao’s perfectly crafted face.  The cold made it worse.  “Won’t you allow your er-ge to make sure you are comfortable, though?  It’s a lovely night out to me, much warmer than Gusu is at this time of year.”

A-Yao didn’t say anything in reply, but the edges of his lips did tilt just the tiniest measure further into a smile.  Xichen took it as permission to pull his arms from his loose outer robe and drape it over A-Yao’s shoulders instead.  It made him look just that much smaller, with his own gold colors still just peeking through but almost subsumed by swirling white and blue.  Xichen was absolutely going to do something embarrassing if he kept looking at the sight, like lick his lips.  Instead, he turned away and stretched himself out on his back at the edge of the platform, so he could lay his head in A-Yao’s lap.  Out of the corner of his eye, he could swear he saw A-Yao hug the robe to himself after pulling his arms through the too-long sleeves, but he could not be sure.  As a concession to all of the other things he wished to do or say, Xichen reached out to hold A-Yao’s forearm, the easiest part of him in reach, and give it a light squeeze before letting his eyes fall closed.

Xichen dozed for a while after that, with the feeling of the fall breeze cool on his face, but A-Yao warm beneath and beside him.  It was too late in the season for most insects, but the trees rustled in the distance, a calming, lulling sound.  Given half a chance, he would fall asleep here.

He had not quite done so when careful fingers brushed across his face in the ghost of a touch.  When he did not startle or pull away, it seemed A-Yao became bolder; the fingers began to massage at his temples, his forehead, at the tension at the tops of his cheekbones and around his eyes.  They worked around his ribbon, always careful not to touch.  Xichen gave a sigh of pleasure, and received a faint laugh from above him in reply.

Eventually, A-Yao must have been satisfied with his work, because he stopped massaging.  Instead, he just ran his fingers across Xichen’s brow in a rhythmic pattern.  He was so relaxed and content that it took him a moment to realized that A-Yao was tracing skin just beneath his ribbon, in constant parallel.  He would not touch without permission, Xichen knew, but he could, he could; it had always been A-Yao’s to touch, from the moment they met.  The sudden rush of wanting this inspired was so heady that Xichen stiffened just slightly.

Naturally, A-Yao noticed.  “There, you are er-ge, back with me?”

The game up, he didn’t have much choice but to open his eyes to the sight of A-Yao leaning over him slightly, silhouetted against the night sky.  One strand of hair hung over his shoulder, dark against blue over goldenrod robes, and his smile was far too soft and serene for his dimples.  He was the most beautiful thing Xichen had ever seen.  Instead of any of that, he said, “good evening,” in the warmest voice he could possibly muster, and was content to catch what might just be a tinge of pink in A-Yao’s cheeks.

“Alright, I think it might be time for Lan-zongzhu to retire for the night.”

Xichen did not miss the use of his title, the chance he had been given to ask, ‘but what of er-ge?’  He would play this game, but not with such obvious bait.  Instead, he tilted his head to look past the edge of the pavilion and judge the position of the moon in the sky.  “Yes, it is perhaps later than is proper for a Lan to still be awake, and seen wandering the halls or gardens of Jinlintai.”

A-Yao gave him such a withering look that Xichen nearly started giggling again.  He held it back with the help of years of practice keeping his face serene and neutral.  “Yes, quite.”  A-Yao’s voice was dry enough to cure a fish, and so obviously affected.

“Then, will this noble and filial san-di help his er-ge save some face, and let him spend the night here?”

A-Yao’s nose wrinkled up and his mouth tilted into a smile again.  “I think your face is plenty thick, er-ge!”

“Mn, one must not tell lies.”

A-Yao made a noise of disbelief, but his face softened even further as he reached out one finger to run it below Xichen’s ribbon again.  “Alright, you can stay.”

[misslolasynastry]

Celebrity Synastry Analysis

Married at First Sight - Season 13

Ryan and Brett

Couples' Synopsis 🗯: Brett (yes her name is Brett) is a more liberal pop-chic, glamour, outgoing type of woman. Ryan is conservative, country music, outdoorsy, camo hunter, introverted guy. So far up to episode 11, they arent really into each other but they get along okay. You can tell that there isnt much of a spark, yet they still participate in activites. First day of the wedding, they were like oil and water as Brett felt uncomfortable with Ryan's lifestyle and views as she grew up in a more socially relaxed upbringing. Ryan is more quiet and soft spoken so although he peeps things he doesn't say much. Brett leads most of their activities together and although she is aware of their differences she's modest and optimistic about it. They dont argue theyve just sorta accepted how different they are and casually press on. They look more like coworkers that dont talk much. Ryan has gone on to say that he doesnt feel a connection with Brett and so he doesnt put in much effort toward the relationship. I created a poll amongst fans asking if they think Ryan's lack of connection is valid OR should he try more to make it work as Brett does? The results were 55% with 75 participants leaning towards them just not being a good fit. I agree in that regard.

Below is an example I give for basic synastry clients. One thing astrology doesnt account for is having a connection, as 2 people can be completely incompatible yet still crave each other in a love/lust way. Ive also seen couples that had highly compatible charts but they werent interested in each other. However, despite lacking a natural bond, theyre more likely to come to appreciate one another over time due to how naturally smooth things are. Synastry is more for analyzing the differences in 2 persons' behaviors and personality, as well as how they interact with each other. Youre able to see where you disconnect and where you have similarities. I do them for couples, family members, and best friends.

🌞 Sun - Leo * Scorpio

Represents what each person takes pride in and is the core of their personality. They are incompatible here because they view life and take pride in very different things. Their Suns also create a square aspect which intensifies how polar they are. Leo Suns are more extroverted and take pride in the joys of life, creativity, romance, independence, and things that encourage spontaneity and challenge. Scorpio on the other hand is a deeply emotional intimate sign, as an empath are often more introverted in relationships and prefer a slow and steady intensity. Scorpio is also more a codepenent sign as they feel at their best an most powerful when theyre in charge and can command change in their surroundings. This doesnt work very well with an independent Leo Sun as both of them are fixed (stubborn) signs, one emotional/sensual and the other more playful/fiery. You could see this on their wedding day as Brett felt out of place while Ryan couldnt figure out why Brett couldnt just let go and enjoy the moment.

🌛 Moon - Virgo * Cancer

Represents how each handles emotions, feelings, the way they feel nurtured and nurture others. They have compatible moon signs as their zodiacs are both introverted, sensual, slow and steady, as well as sensitive. Virgo moons are the organizing perfectionists so they tend to pick apart everything they sense and how theyre feeling. As an earth sign theyre very grounded but at the same time are constantly trying to perfect their relationships with others. If youre paying attention to the little details, they will love you for it. Cancer moons are the motherly type and at times codependent because if they care for someone they will try to protect and "mother" them. As an empath they are very sensitive to the feelings of others and do things to try to keep the peace. Because both are introverted, slow paced, and sensitive emotionally this pairing works well. You can see as Brett and Ryan are talking that they feel comfortable with each other especially when sharing their feelings.

🗣 Mercury - Cancer * Libra

Represents the way you communicate, process information, and the key to what goes on in a person's head. They are incompatible here because they process information and communicate very differently. There is also a square aspect which indicates being more prone to misunderstandings as well as having alternate viewpoints on many topics. Those who watch the show can see that they have very different social lives and beliefs. Cancer is more sensitive, family based, an emotional speaker, and empath. Cancers are in a way more dreamy and poetic conversators. They are sensitive to the things others say and fear hurting other's feelings as well as hearing harsh words. Libra is more intellectual, analytical, extroverted, and social. Librans are peacekeepers and enjoy light hearted fun conversation, they arent afraid of blunt direct speaking but dont take well to conflict. However in ways both individuals are people pleasers as these zodiacs feed off the other person, in order to respond in a way they think is acceptable. Ryan prefers a communication style thats more emotional poetic and intimate, while Brett wants someone to joke with and is engaging to have a good time. They dont really talk much and as you can see, Brett engages him more than the other way around. Ryan doesnt feel emotionally connected so often opts out of conversation unless its deep.

💝 Venus - Libra * Sagittarius

Represents your creativity, romance style, inspiration, and foreplay. They are compatible in this area as both zodiacs enjoy this more light and fun essence when doing different activities together. Libra Venus tends to love social activities and things that bring a bit of challenge in to the mix, having a peaceful loving relationship is important to them. Sagittarius is the spontaneous optimistic adventurer, enjoying someone they can grow with and exchange ideas. And because both are able to let go and have fun, theyre able to spend time with each other despite differences. You can see this in the show as both Brett and Ryan still participate in activities together while other couples struggle more.

😡 Mars - Capricorn * Libra

Represents the way you respond to conflict, what motivates you, and the style of sex you prefer. They are incompatible in this planet as they resolve conflict in very different ways. Capricorn the fatherly hardworking zodiac can be more withdrawn and stern, seeking to take some time to calm down before trying to resolve things. They approach conflict by way of hardwork, discipline, structure, conservatism and law. Capricorn Mars play by their rules on whats right and wrong and can have a traditional stance on things. They can get emotional and defensive of what they deem to be law. Libras dont mind approaching conflict head on, because when resolving they tend to remove emotions and analyze the situation. Theyre considered the best judges of the zodiac due to their ability to find balance and bring harmony. However, Libra Mars can be people pleasers and kinda passive about things. If they feel the other is uncompromising they will withdraw. Although Ive never seen them argue, I can predict that Ryan is more on the sensitive side and very matter of fact, while Brett may attempt to get her point across then cave-in once Ryan is noticeably uncomfortable. Although they may be able to trigger each other in the mood by way of Venus, Capricorn mars prefers more slow and steady lovemaking, while Librans like things more fast paced and fun in the bedroom. Im willing to bet that Ryan enjoyed Tantric yoga more than Brett did.

When it comes to aspects traditionally I would break down them all, but when first looking at someone's chart in a basic synastry standpoint, I analyze longevity factors first. Such as aspects to Saturn, Pluto, North Node, and at times Juno. But to keep this shorter, I'll stick to the 3 major aspects. Conjunctions, Trines, Squares

😇 Saturn Trine North Node - support each others growth through maturity and discipline

👥Saturn Conjunct Uranus -traditionalist vs nonconformist, the unexpected and practical nature of each other is beneficial, but feelings of restriction or unpredictability can crumble the relationship

💣Saturn Square Moon - saturn sees moon as overly sensitive while moon feels restricted. It grows worse over time as each feel misunderstood, its up to Saturn to reconcile this issue by being more attentive.

😇Pluto Trine Sun - encourges confidence, positivity, and has a transforming effect on each partner, mostly Sun

😇Pluto Trine Jupiter - optimism remains through difficulty which allow both to persevere through challlenges

😇Pluto Trine North Node - pluto has the ability to transform and empower North Node on their path to success

💣Pluto Square Lilith - good intentions can get lost in the mix as pluto person attempts to transform liliths obvious struggles

😇North Node Trine Mercury - Mercury stimulates North Node's intellect regarding their purpose and karma in unexpected ways.

👥North Node Conjunct Jupiter - optimism and a sense of purpose motivates each other. This can help them succeed in things they do together.

💣North Node Square Neptune - the future of the relationship can be very cloudy, they may seek to look at each other for inward healing and North Node will lose patience for it all

💣North Node Square Venus - indicates differences in where each person wants the relationship to go, Venus prefers lighthearted fun and romance while North Node takes their path more serious.

📒 Final Thoughts: Based on their compatibility and aspects, there isnt much spark or longevity between them. And they may never quite align for that reason. They could attempt to work through these problems but for a lack of connection on Ryan's end, hes less likely to try to make it work. Brett is at least open to it but having different lifestyles and alternative desires for a relationship will make it hard to move forward. This is why having a mutual connection is so important in a relationship because both partners at least have that glue to try and make differences work. The only thing theyve got going for each other is the ability to understand each other's emotions and have a good time. But when examining aspects, Ryan still views Brett as overly sensitive and not disciplined in her reactions. Even if they did press on with their relationship, they may still find it dull, just based on the lack of fun aspects in their synastry chart.

🧜🏽‍♀️ For inquiries regarding synastry charts please visit my profile introductory post, email misslolasynastry@gmail, or shoot me a message. If you'd like me to analyze a celebrity couple im open to doing so as long as you have both birthdays on hand. I can also analyze family members as well.

[the-sanders-sides]

(wtit spoiler warning)

unpopular opinion, but im not really a big fan of the idea of the orange side being wrath or anger. while similar to inside out, the sides arent really emotions; rather, they are your different conflicting thought processes when you work through a problem. you have the side of you that is logical and knows the facts and tries to use reason to solve things, the side of you that focuses on your morals and tries to use steadfast loyalty to your values to solve problems. there is the side that is anxious and tries to use to make use of fear to protect u and solve the problem.

there are the sides of you that are creative that think of fantastical solutions to your problems, whether good or bad, that try to take you to your dreams and desires. with roman, this is with disney-esque tales and hopes that keep thomas going and having a reason to things. with Remus, I think it may be using the intrusive thoughts to get Thomas to slow down when thomas is overwhelmed and wants to rest, which makes sense bc, at least with me, ik when I have an uptick of intrusive thoughts, it usually means i need to rest and relax so I'll be less overwhelmed and take care of myself.

and there is the side that is deceitful and cunning and mean and self-centered as a means towards approaching your problems with your self-preservation as the primary thing to uphold. unlike morals which may tell you to share what you have, this deceitful side of you acts selfishlessly to make sure that you are put first, no matter the cost. which is why I think any anger or wrath would come from Janus. anger as an emotion is often an expression of self-preservation. you feel anger when you know you've been hurt and you lash out in anger to protect yourself. janus has lashed out a fair amount for the small amount of episodes he's been in.

by now, it's also fairly agreed upon that Janus and patton are opposites/counters as well as roman and remus. with both pairings, it's seen that you need a healthy balance between those two sides, those two lines of thought, to not completely fall apart.

i am a firm believer that anxiety is the counter or parallel or opposite of logic. your logical thought processes get so messed up when you're anxious and scared, and logical thinking is often used as a tool to combat anxiety. this was explored between Virgil and Logan very early in the series. virgils anxiety causes cognitive distortions that weaken logans logical processes in being listened to. logans logical thoughts are able to tame Virgil's anxiety when it's too strong. i think Logan and Virgil balance each other out. those are the two who make a healthy balance together which has been discusses, albeit briefly, early on (remember the Yerkes Dodson curve?).

this is why I think that whatever the orange side, the seventh side, is, it won't be a counter to anyone in specific, and it won't be wrath/anger. right now, orange is showing up when Logan is weakened in someway. when janus kidnaps him in svs redux, orange only shows up after that. when Remus messes with Logan in today's wtit and logan is frustrated and out of it, only then did orange come through. we don't know if orange can control other sides as well, but if it's like janus at all, where janus tries to remove logan and his rationality from the problem solving, there's a reason it would focus on messing with logic & rationality to achieve it's goal of however it helps thomas.

because remember, all the sides do what they think is best for thomas. the sides are the manifestations of his different thought processes driven by different outlooks that all have an end goal of trying to solve thomas's problem in that way. but in the end, it is always up to thomas to choose which thought pattern he'll listen to. thomas chooses what he will do based on the persuasiveness of his different thought processes.

(for example, c!thomas comes across a wallet on the sidewalk. morally, he thinks the wallet should be turned in to the local authorities at all costs no matter what. his self preservation instincts tell him to take the cash and leave the wallet behind since the detour would waste his time. his anxiety tells him to leave it alone so he wont get framed for stealing. good creativity/roman would make him imagine a grand heroic prize for tracking down the owner of the wallet and personally delivering it, and bad creativity/remus might make c!thomas imagine finding and killing the wallets owner so he can take all the money. logical thought would say for c!thomas to return the wallet to local authorities if he has the time to do so, and if not, to leave it be. these are all just the different thoughts running through c!thomas's head which can then be personified as sides, and whichever action he does is attributed to the side who had the most persuasive line of thought, but none of these lines of thought are trying to hurt thomas, it's all different ways of protecting/helping him.)

so whatever orange is, needs logic and rationality to be a bit disrupted before being able to be persuasive enough to be listened to. this doesnt really seem like anger/wrath to me. someone can be rational and angry (ie. planning a revenge later rather than hurting someone now, passive aggression, etc.) which all feels more like Janus things to me, and I think you actually need to be rational to use your anger effectively. going ham on someone without thought will not have the same effect as thinking about the best places to hit without them getting you back. anger and logic don't need to keep each other in check like deceit and morality or logic and anxiety; rather, they need to work together. i dont think logan would be opposed to a side that represented anger at all. and orange would not destabilize logan so much if it were anger.

plus, Virgil is the only side that really represents an emotion. but I think people generally always have a sense of anxiety and fear in their problem solving, but anger/wrath isn't always there. for a quick issue like a lost wallet, i can see how these other sides of thought processes can exist, but i dont know what anger would tell Thomas to do there since anger is just an emotion.

so the question is, what is a thought pattern that exists when solving problems that tries to protect/help you, while also needing to push away or overpower your sense of logic & rationality to be persuasive enough to be listened to? I don't have the answer to this but I'd love to hear what other people think about this! especially if u see flaws in my reasoning of why orange isn't anger, I'd love to know!

[lesbinewren]

hey friend, i've been following your blog for a while now and i absolutely think you should go on a rant about modern sw canon being homophobic! i agree with you and i'd love to hear your points (especially re: anything having to do with tarkin, as im not as familiar with that) (:

ill try to not turn this into like a full six page essay lmao

so basically there are at this point a fair amount of gay/bi characters in sw canon atm... just none appearing on-screen (or at least not being explicitly gay on-screen) except for those two women that kissed for like half a second in tros. so thats point one i guess- all but completely restricting even acknowledgements of gayness to books/comics that dont get nearly as much recognition as the screen media does. 

point two is that theres a pattern of the main characters they choose to make explicitly gay as being... considerably less moral than others sometimes. and im not saying that every single gay character needs to be completely flawless with the sun shining out of their ass at all times, but why cant we get more lead, unquestionably heroic characters to be confirmed gay or bi? we have gay villains (tarkin being sorta confirmed gay in facpov, moff mors who deserves an entire post of her own), and then characters that are more like anti-heroes, or at least heros with darker pasts/tendencies (aphra, sinjir, arguably characters like sana, chass and yrica but those three to a much lesser degree). 

and i dont... dislike those characters. i actually LOVE aphra, shes probably one of my faves, and i loved sinjir and conder in aftermath. i dont really have any problems with their stories at all, it’s just that they’re part of a pattern of characters with sometimes questionable morality (aphra working with vader and happily siccing her droids to torture and murder people etc & sinjir being a torturer for the empire who then joins the rebellion and tortures sometimes for that cause too). like again, my problem isnt that gay characters arent paragons of virtue, its that most characters they happen to make gay also happen to be the morally gray ones. im not really asking for less dubiously good cay characters, just also more solidly heroic gay characters to balance it a bit. 

and they are getting better, there are more solidly heroic main gay characters... its just for every wyl lark or kaedan larte you have a gay imperial officer and an offhandedly mentioned dead pair of husbands. and i also dont think id mind as much if there wasnt a history in film especially where even implying gayness was prohibited unless it was condemned or shown to be immoral. i dont think its intentional, but its hard not to get that vibe when they make their biggest canon lesbian character blow up cute tooka cats for fun lmao (as much as i adore aphra)

and my third and probably final point for now is the deliberate vagueness of things, and the way that they sometimes confirm characters. i think they’re especially egregious about this with bi/pan characters. i dont have the direct quote, but when confirming lando to be lgbt during solo promotion, they essentially said he’s pan because he... has sex with droids and aliens? no mention of you know... being a man attracted to other men, that might be too controversial ig. also i think it was donald glover who specifically said something like “how couldn’t you be pansexual in space, there’s so many things to have sex with” as if thats what being bi/pan is which just... yeah.

and then also in the leia book (a book i really like), the “confirmation” of holdo being bi is when leia says something about sticking to “humanoid males” and holdo tells her “thats limiting” or whatever which a) its a personal pet peeve of mine as a lesbian when people say things like that, even tho its said to a straight person, its just insulting and acts like sexuality is a choice and bi/pan people are more enlightened by choosing not to “limit themselves” and b) in context they’re talking about a like... bug alien or something like that, its been a minute since i read the book but it wasnt just like a humanoid alien woman or anything. so again... being just vague enough to get woke points for your character being lgbt without actually having them express same gender attraction AND equating being bi to just being willing to screw whatever i guess.

and for the record i dont think that this all means star wars is being unforgivably homophobic. i DO think characters like aphra, sinjir and others are good representation, i just dont want characters like that to be our only representation, because thats when things start to get more questionable for me. but like, i think its AWESOME that aphra has her own comic line and audiobook where she’s very explicitly gay, and the fact that she’s probably the most popular modern star wars comic-originated character while being a lesbian seriously makes me happier than i know how to express. i think the fact that the alphabet squadron trilogy made two of its female leads explicitly bi and one of their male leads end up in a relationship with another man is amazing. i love sinjir and conder’s romance being a primary feature of the aftermath trilogy. i think its incredible cool of them to have the bravery to make an iconic character from the original trilogy pan, even if im not a huge fan of the phrasing they used (and would like them to be more explicit about it in future content). like, i dont want to be all negative because i think there is a lot of good rep there. i just know it can be better, and being allowed to criticize it makes me feel better about it, and hopefully will start more conversations that lead to them being more mindful in the future. 

[silkylious]

Mistyping of Katsuki Bakugo (MBTI)

i’ve been meaning to post something mbti related but really didnt have an idea what i should do, but i noticed something in the bnha community thats related to mbti and wanted to share my thoughts on it! this is related to personality types and all that jazz so if that isnt your cup of tea then you can scroll past this! :)

i see a LOT of people typing Bakugo as xSTP, mostly ESTP but sometimes i see people typing him as ISTP, and frankly i could not disagree more. He SCREAMS ENTJ to me, here’s why:

first off if we’re just talking about the four letters, can we all agree that he is not an introvert? for the love of fuck Extrovert does not = “omg i love everyone hehe xoxo” you can be an extrovert and still be wary, cold and distant when it comes to interpersonal relationships. introversion and extroversion arent styles of communication or “vibes” its how people gain energy. some ppl gain energy by spending time alone, and are more stimulated by their internal world i.e reading a book and contemplating the plot alone. while others gain energy by spending time with other ppl, they’re more stimulated externally i.e having a discussion about a book with a friend. see the difference here? one is more stimulated internally (thinking about something alone), the other is more stimulated externally (having a discussion with someone else). all of us can do both, and we all need a healthy balance of both, its just a preference.

now when it comes to bakugo, the guy thrives on external stimulus, he literally gets pumped up for fights and shit, and most of the time he instigates them, hes always had a posse of people following him around even though he could easily shun them away completely. whether those were real friendships or not isnt the point, the point is hes always kept them around for his stimulus. so no, bakugo isnt an introvert, not by a long shot.

I’ll clear up why hes an intuitive not a sensor later on, but holy fucking shit. bakugo is a perceiver????? no way in hell. the only way i can see any hint of perceiving nature in him is that he’s occasionally impulsive, and even that barely means shit. bakugo is known for how hard he works, dude has been work since inception to reach his goal, and he does it in a very structured manner despite how he acts. he literally goes to sleep at 8pm, need i say more? bakugo also respects rules and authority and he’s a perfectionist in every sense of the word. so how in the fuck do ppl see him as a perceiver????

now i’ll be explaining his function stack (ENTJ) from my point of view, while comparing it to the function stack of an ESTP

ENTJ: Dominant Te (extroverted thinking) >> Auxiliary Ni (introverted intuition) >> Tertiary Se (extroverted sensing) >> Inferior Fi (introverted feeling)

ESTP: Dominant Se (extroverted sensing) >> Auxiliary Ti (introverted thinking) >> Tertiary Fe (extroverted feeling) >> Inferior Ni (introverted intuition)

ENTJ Dom Te: bakugo’s Te manifests in many ways, first of all his drive. as mentioned before he’s one of the most hardworking people in the series and that is in part to his self-discipline, he is remarkable at regulating himself in ways that meet his own standards and goals. and speaking of standards, Te uses objective standards to regulate circumstances, routines and construct reliable frameworks, so for example how he has a curfew, how he works out regularly, and that also means he’s harsher on himself when he doesn't meet those objective standards like how when he didnt meet the standard of “an indisputable first place” during the sports festival arc he went bat shit. Te in communication is very direct/straightforward and that exactly describes bakugo. he has a very “no bullshit” attitude when he talks and his words never hold any double meaning, just the way he talks is extremely to the point, as opposed to ESTP’s Ti which relies heavily on accuracy and precision. Ti users (ESTPs, ENTPs, ISTPs and INTPs) are very picky with their words and perceive other ppl’s words that way too, which sometimes causes misunderstandings i.e Te user says something that they think is straightforward but Ti user needs more clarification/accuracy.

Aux Ni: here’s why i see bakugo as an intuitive. i can see why people see him as a sensor, he’s extremely pragmatic and practical, its obvious as day that hes kinesthetically intelligent, but i dont think hes a sensor because he isnt a kinesthetic learner (Dom/Aux Se). he doesnt need any tangible stimulus to understand or grasp a situation/concept. for example, a character who is a kinesthetic learner in anime is Naruto (when jutsus are explained to him he doesnt understand shit like when he was learning to do the rasengan but once he was given a practical exercise he was able to understand and learn it) bakugo isnt like that, he is very capable of grasping situations even if he isnt directly involved. his Ni is also shown in how he fights and assesses situations. noticing people’s fighting patterns and making a solid prediction off of that comes naturally to him (much like midoriya who is also an Ni user), but paired with his kinesthetic intelligence (Tertiary Se) that’s what makes him such a good fighter, what gives him such great technique. Ni also shows in how creative he is with his quirk, bakugo knows all the ins and outs of his quirk and uses that to his advantage by creating new moves and ways of using his quirk.

Tert Se: this is where his kinesthetic intelligence comes in, his Se is shown through his fighting, cooking, ability to play music and just how practically capable he is. there isnt much to point out here, his behaviour speaks for itself but for the 100th time hes just kinesthetically intelligent not a kinesthetic learner, thats why Se isnt one of his main functions, it isnt what he uses to intake information, process and learn as opposed to Dom/Aux Se users (ESTPs, ISTPs, ESFPs and ISFPs).

Inf Fi: being the last function, Fi is very underdeveloped in bakugo, and it shows. he struggles with his own feelings and as a result opts for expressing the only emotion hes comfortable with, anger. Now if he was an ESTP he’d be using Fe as Tertiary function which i cannot see at all. Tert Fe users (ESTPs and ENTPs) are skilled at recognizing other people’s emotions and using that to their own advantage i.e being persuasive and/or charming, often described as cunning or masterful with people. perfect example of that from bnha is Hawks who is an ENTP, the way he uses the Ti-Fe axis in communication is the definition of cunning. bakugo is not like that at all. 

so yeah thats about it, let me know your thoughts on this if you’d like to share!

also Gordon Ramsay is an ENTJ and hes blonde and angry so you cant convince me otherwise lololol  

[tragicomedys]

uhmmm gentan

WEOWOEOOOWOOIIEOIFPOPLP

>:) . i love gentan a lot. now im not gonna be able to give a sexy ass nuanced essay like my fellow mutuals do about their pairings but listen . i just think theyre great. i think they complement each other i think they could potentially have been rlly fucking good i think they couldve really been essential figures to the other’s development. notice the word COULDVE because yeah i admit a lot of the pairings i like come from my own perception on how they couldve developed bc like admittedly genya had way more potential and tanjirou as great and fun as he is he literally just stays static thru out the whole manga. except for a couple of small moments. but like other than that hes mr perfect BUT ANYWAY

i think for genyas part its kinda obvious. tanjirou helped him Tremendously through his relationship with his brother & overall was pretty protective over genya n shit. i think tanjirou helps/would help genya gain more confidence overall, especially thinking back to his last moments where he thought of tanjirou and his words to gain, like, the confidence and strength to go through with the mission even tho he was doubting himself. in that way, tanjirou sorta completes genya, like he reminds genya to be kinder to himself and be more confident in himself and etc etc. pretty common tanjirou behavior.

for tanjirous part... their backstories are similar in how they both experienced the deaths of their entire family (in contrast to zenitsu and inosuke, and kinda kanao because her original family’s deaths arent expanded on), but the way each of them took it provided like a backdrop to their characterizations. i know tanjirous own experience with coping and grieving isnt expanded on too much, considering how its shown that he sorta “accepted” the death of his family from the beginning (thinking back to the scene where he held that guys hand & smiled, and even if that wasnt necessarily acceptance we dont REALLY see tanjirou process his past trauma in depth ig), but i think tanjirou in general is someone that would be closed off abt his own grief and pain cuz hes the “older brother” and would naturally hide away anything he thinks would worry and upset others. i mean we already see that in how he didnt tell that little nurse butterfly girl that he had a fever for his sun breathing (self-sacrifical too) and how he was basically kinda like. not expecting to be alive by the time nezuko would become human/theyd defeat muzan (essentially accepted dying when his face got FUCKED up until zenitsu said ur not dead yet buddy; overall he doesnt accept other ppls help easily as he noted how if he were the demon in their situation nobody would help him (i forgot what manga ch that was but he said smth like that) amongst other situations). theres also one of the first demons he fought where he was talking about how as the oldest brother he needs to endure more stuff and pain and whatever whatever u know. so what the fuck im getting at by the end of all of this is that i just think as genya could develop into being more confident n sortaaaa pushy (i feel like hes naturally pushy with basically anybody except his brother and tanjirou LMFAO) and could like, help tanjirou express his feelings in its entirety more freely yknow, like both the good and the bad. like i mentioned with why im not really into inotan / zentan (like that i feel like tanjirou would always feel the need to look over them n honestly can u blame him ? theyre Crazy) but i like gentan bc i feel like they could naturally become more equal in a sense when it comes to how they balance each other out. genya could've possibly been a character to help tanjirou through his own grief that he’s internalizing and couldve been someone tanjirou could relax around and not feel the need to look over... IFFFFF AND ONLY IF his character was expanded on/didnt die that quickly n early or whatever.

I think that kinda dynamic would also work out bc of how genya couldve possibly been feeling towards his brother growing up, just watching him from a distance and wanting to help him but not being able to do anything. and his guilt when he accused sanemi would just be insurmountable. so what im getting at is that i feel like genya wouldnt want that to happen, like, again, and thats why i think he’d actually take action when he grew to be more of a risk-taker and would try 2 actually make tanjirou open up yknow. bc again tanjirou upholding his “oldest bro” title wouldve taken a toll on him if u ask me. that whole vision of himself would logically lead to a lot of bottling up of emotions. i know genya tried making that right and tried helping his bro by like, becoming a demon slayer, but again i just can see genya and tanjirou having that sorta relationship.

ANYWAY. again i do acknowledge that like, for the most part ive probably filled up parts of their personalities bc i think the both of them had more potential/couldve been developed more like i just view it sorta as a flaw how static tanjirou is and how short genya’s time was. it’s definitely possible and likely that i interpreted some scenes in a very diff way compared to others, and i mightve interpreted their characterizations differently than watever other people. but like in my big dumbo brain theyre gay theyre fun they would love eahc other 2 death they would have a lotta fun together and BLAH BLAH ! but besides the “analysis” i jusyt gave on them i just thikn theyd be awesome. mr “i thought he’d talk to me since we were both in the nude” tanjirou kamado. the way genya and tanjirou have blushed @ each other many times WOUGJOUIHJ. the way they give each other strenght . the way genya protected him in battle and thought of him during his last moments . the way tanjirou is easily impressed (u remember when he was like WOAH SO COOL about mitsuri n stuff and genya was just like ... :| ) so i just think its funny if tanjirou thought genya was cool like . .it’s genya LFMREI9WODJFSLK. i know every other person tanjirous age is like in love with him but whatevrr tanjirou would crush on my homeboy genya 🙄 . iwas gonna say something else but i totally just forgot

in conclusion they should kiss just cuz i said so or what ever idk 

[wheremyscalesslither]

About snakes, this blog, breeding, and the future

Please let me bare my soul, and if i can be needy for a second and beg for some positive reinforcement, id really appreciate your replies. Hell ill even turn asks and anons back on if you all promise to be gentle 😭 sorry this is sooo long, but i have a need to say it.

Sorry its not snake pics lately, and ive been so sparse in posting pictures. I have been putting more energy into working as a high school teacher and building shit and investing time in my hobbies.

I got a message from a younger dude asking for help understanding something and it made me think: When it comes to new keepers, I much prefer interacting with millenials and younger in the snake community. Even new keepers who are older tend to ignore advice from young people and any gender that isn't man. And the latter they tend to try and humiliate, even if the younger person knows what they are talking about.

I totally get why i became so bitter on the internet, and why sometimes i still react poorly (among just failing to train the impulsivity and negativity in my life). Ive finally found a pretty decent balance and healthy relationship with social media, which is a huge step away, at least at the rate i have already. I still slip on super bad days and fail to recognize and stop myself before i act like a complete dick, but i feel like im finally getting back into a place where im more positive, and helpful, and less reactive. And im learning to stay off the internet when i have bad days and CANT stop myself, but still slip 🤷‍♂️ idk im trying and doing well i feel haha

I also realized in the last year that breeding ball pythons isnt why i enjoy ball pythons. Dont get me wrong- i LOVE GENETICS and breeding, but keeping them a d enjoying their behavior is much more satisfying than pumping out babies.

I made the decision to down size, hopefully to 5-10 snakes within 3 years. I still have specific plans for breeding id like to accomplish, and i think id like to have a couple animals to breed every now and then, but i dont need or want this many breeding animals. I think somewhere along the lines i wanted to be "impressive" and gain the respect of everyone in the community, and that became ingrained in me, even though i forgot the reason i was intending to breed so many animals.

Then i remembered, i dont give a fuck what other people think.

I care, Least of all, what the majority of the breeding hobby thinks of me. Everyone knows my gripes with minimum care and promoting minimum care, but the sexism, ageism, and ignorance, and elitist attitude of the majority of breeders are other heavy parts that i didnt realize were taking a toll on me. Why the heck would i ever want to impress or be respected by those types of people? OHHHH I dont. Duh. Reality check!!!

Plus, ball pythons are lame. They are over done, and everyone thinks they are special for owning one, but we really arent. We are the bottom of the barrel in reptile keeping. I never considered myself epic for owning and breeding BPs, though my damn attitude never reflected that.

Anyhow, it's hard for me to think about breeding lately. Its hard to sell to pet owners, all my friends who want and can care for snakes have them, and the animal's i breed for are like.... breeding animals as far as genes go. Ive considered also lowering the prices as a special for new keepers, since many of my pairings are like breeding types, but im not gonna lie, the money is tempting to out them at market value, and the idea of getting back some of what input into just animals purchases sounds great.

Im not sure where i will go yet, but my heart hurts thinking about putting my snakes into an industry standard rack, or someone who doesnt have similar values in general.

As for this blog, im gonna keep posting snake pictures probably until tumblr goes under. I have full intentions to update and expand my resources, but i rarely have a moment where i actually WANT to do so.

SO ANYHOW thats everything

Sorry this is so long

[fandom-imagines-for-days]

Practice

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: mentions of blood, self harm, angst, light fluff and awesome cheerleading.

Prompt: "Did it ever occur to you that this would hurt me too?"

Summary: During cheer practice, fresh scabs are picked and Peter finds out about the readers dark secret.

You weren't sure how much longer you could hide it. Winter was ending and it was going to be hellish hot soon, which meant long sleeves were no longer practical. With a worried breath, you pulled your sleeves over your hands and left the bathroom. Practice would start within ten minutes and you weren't ready to try the new stunt the coaches had been planning.

This week you guys were working on partner stunts, and you coincidently or completely purposefully got placed with your boyfriend. Which was amazing, save for the fact that he might spot something underneath the thin white fabric of your long sleeve practice top. "Hey Y/N," you smile and wave at one of your cheer-mates and wonder towards the field.

A shock shoots through your system as someone's arms wrap around you. "Peter." You mumble, somewhat displeased. "Yes babe?" He whispers, kissing your neck. You felt a pang of guilt. He treated you so well. He loved you so much. And you loved him too. But some part of you hated yourself, and you hadn't gotten over that yet. Dating for nearly a year and cutting for even longer. Hr didn't know and he couldn't. You'd stop eventually. But not now.

"Please don't scare me. You know I get jumpy." He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. "I'm sorry babe, I'll let you know I'm here before I wrap my arms around you next time." You smile weakly. "Thanks Pete." You turn and kiss his nose before draging him towards the other cheerleaders.

"Hey Y/N, hey Peter!" You hugged your friends and they hugged Peter too. "You ready to try the throw to hands extention, to lib into twist cradle." Her excitement was bubbling. Obviously she was. You shook your head with uncertainty. "Not so much." You tell her. Throw to hands was when the base (person holding up the flyer) put their hands on the flyers waist, their hands over the base's wrists and they jumped while the base threw them up where they would catch the flyer in their hands, ends of shoes just lightly over the bases shoulders. From there the base would extend the flyer up to where they would stand on one leg, the other leg bent at the knee, and arms out and slightly infront of them. Once hit and held for however long ghe couch wanted, the base would pop (gently throw the flyer out of their hands) and the flyer would twist twice before being caught by the base and a spotter or a back spot.

The idea seemed okay in theory, in practice many things could potentially go wrong. And even though you trusted Peter with your life, This seemed hard. Peter wrapped one arm around your waist. "I'm sure we'll hit it. Doesn't sound too hard." You nearly scoff. "Tell that to me when I hit fhe ground." Peter pulled You slightly closed to him. "Not a chance angel."

"Guys start warming up. We'll start in five." At the sound of that everyone filed into a circle where you started stretching, neck, shoulders, back, legs etc until all the flyers stsrted stretching their stunts, like the splits, needle and some tumbling. You weren't the best at all of those things but you were improving drastically.

"Can we warm up the throw to hands?" Peter asks. You glance at him, admiring his strong arms visible due to the grey tank top he wore, his soft brown eyes and gorgeous chocolate locks. "Yeah, let's go." He takes you away from the group and calles your friend Jaimie to spot. Peter stands behind you, knees slightly bent and hands on your waist, he'd lifted the shirt a bit to hold your skin since it had better traction than your shirt. You placed your hands over his wrists, holding them.

"Five, six, seven, eight." On that count Peter bounced you, while you jumped, pushing up off of his wrists and you pulled your tummy in, thighs tight and left your arms by your sides. Peter expertly caught you just slightly in-front of him and pulled you into place, his hands on the balls of your shoes with your heels just slightly resting on his shoulders. "Nice one guys!" Your coach praised. You beamed. This whole throw to hands thing was pretty easy.

"Can we hit lib?" Peter asks, slightly pushing you up to grab a better hold of your foot. "Yeah." You confirm. He counts again and pull tight to make his job of lifting you eaiser. He extended you above his head in one swift motion while you moved onto one leg and pulled your other leg up and pointed your toes. You shot your arms up and balanced as best you could.

Peter counted once more and you allowed yourself to be lightly popped upward, where you waited a second before twisting and pulling your arms in to be caught by Petet and Jaimie. "That was fantastic guys!" Someone shouted. You smiled as Peter and Jaimie let you down. "Nice one." Peter announced, hand up for a high five. You clapped his hand and went in for a hug.

What you didn't notice in all the excitement, was that when uou were caught, the fresh scabs on your arms had been picked off, causing the wounds underneath to bleed. "Why is there blood on your shirt, are you okay?" Jaimie pointed out and Peter looked round. "Yeah I'm fine. Y/N." Panic filled your soul. "I'm fine." You state firmly before rushing off toward the bathroom.

You heard Peter following you but didn't stop. "Y/N! Are you okay?" You shouted back: "Yes I am!" Peter caught up to you and stopped you. "What happened?" He nearly demanded. "Nothing." You insist. Peter squints. "Y/N."

"Leave it Peter." You attempt to dismiss him. "You arent normally like this... Did You." He seemed to choke up at the thought. "Did you hurt yourself."

"No." You lied through gtitted teeth. "Y/N." He said again, in a far more warning tone. You felt tears well in your eyes. "Peter." You attempt to counter his fearful attack. "Please let me see." You shook your head forcefully. "No. They're fine. They're never too deep." At that You just realized you had given yourself up. "I'm sorry." You wail finally crying and nearly collapsing. Peter catches you in his arms. "Hey. I'm sorry I didn't notice. That I didn't help." You just cried and Peter pulled you into a hug. "I know you're hurting yourself but. Did it ever occur to you this this would hurt me too?" You cried slightly harder at the sound of that. "It hurts me a lot to see you in pain." He held you tighter.

"It's going to be fine Y/N. We'll figure things out. Next time you feel anything like this please tell me." He whispers. "I I-'ll try." You stutter. "Please do. I love you Y/N. With everything I have."

"I love you too."

"Common, we'll talk more about this later okay, I have a spare long sleeved shirt in my locker you can borrow." You smile softly. "Get changed and then let's help others hit the stunt." You nod. "Thank you. For not freaking out on me. For not hating me."

"Babe, I could never hate you." He tells you flatly, a smile on his face.

"Lets see if we can do a triple twist toss hey?" You chuckle at the mention. You guys had been trying to hit that for weeks. "Let's." You agree. "Good, go get changed." At that he tosses you the key to his locker and kissed you.

[edge-lorde]

internet... i have no more duties for the day.... it is up to you to entertain me.

for this reason i will give brief reviews of the teen netflix shows i have now watched, she-ra and dragon prince. 

she-ra was, of course, beautifully voice cast and well written for a teen program. i enjoy the many characters and happenings. my favorites are scorpia and entrapta. i want to know why hordak keeps a baby as a pet and dresses it like a little punk. i get that it does spying and mimicry, but he could have a parrot for that. why does it have to be a punk baby? is it some alien creature that just happens to look like a baby? if so, what are the little combat boots for? if not, is it hordaks kid that cant talk? the horde has done plenty of baby kidnapping but they are raised communally, this one does not seem to be getting any kind of education... 

acknowledgement of the 80′s franchise = very good. a main character has 2 gay dads who arent dead, also good.... one of them looks like hes based of his sons 80′s design, giving him the feel of an old retired warrior of the last generation even though hes a historian, also good. 

all around pretty good. would watch next season of. 

now for the dragon prince. my friend watched the first season before me and i asked them to give a pitch of the show to get me to watch it. they could not do so in a way that sounded remotely interesting. the only thing it had going for it was that it was made by the same company as avatar the last airbender. this show sounded pretty much like avatar, but without the originality of the asian fantasy setting and with a much lower budget, as the animation is done completely in 2D mimicking 3D models instead of traditional drawn 2D. but i gave it a try. 

the first season was about how i thought it would be. i got more into it the 2nd season, both plot wise and world building wise. i now see it as the companies honest attempt at western fantasy and all its trappings an tropes, which can be seen very clearly when held against avatars extremely Buddhist hero. 

the plots are very similar. we have, a rag-tag fantasy teens born into a war-torn world of strife that began before they were born, who task themselves with fixing it by going on a long journey to reset the balance of the world and learn elemental magic along the way. this team even includes a pair of siblings and an equivalent of a trapped-in-stasis-child who will one day have the fate of the world on his shoulders but right now hes just cute baby by way of the actual dragon prince/egg. 

the differences lie in how these things are handled. its much more focused on the western ideal of self determinism, where its up to each individual to choose their own path. avatar had some of that too, but emphasized more of a connection with your ancestors and culture via the reincarnation stuff and the imperial fire nation edging out the water tribe and decimating the air nomads. 

other people have written more about that, im not going to get into it. whats interesting to me in the dragon prince, is that in avatar world, magic is something you even have or you dont. if you dont have it, you can never learn it, and if you do have it, you can only learn that type and nothing else, unless you are the avatar. 

on face value, the dragon prince is the same way. all creatures are either born with one of six different magic types or they are not. humans are not, but can use dark magic by killing magical creatures and using their magic component parts to do magic, or by trapping an elemental power source somehow and using that. no human can do elemental magic on their own because they arent born being able to do so...

...unless... you believe in yourself...

turns out humans can learn how to do elemental magic.... they just have to choose the path for themselves and pull themselves up by the bootstraps and figure it out on their own. 

the moral questions are different and im enjoying this hot avatar take on western fantasy.

also: they use some real western symbols?? like at one point the dad talks about lady justice with her blindfold, scale and sword?? like thats a real thing? and then in the same scene he mentions that before he was born he wouldnt know what skin color he would be and its like woah..... does racism exist in this world then???? what else could that possibly mean? this imagery is almost straight up american, which is weird given that its set in a pseudo european fantasy land with kings and queens. i like seeing my culture as part of a fantastical mythos setting. 

the animation style works really well in action scenes, the huge monsters all look really good... and when there are little chibi moments they are 100000% funnier, but i never quite got used to it in the slow moments. the frame rate is weird, its not very fluid in those moments. 

i really like rayla as a character, even though the design for elves in the show is absolute hot garbage. i like that shes so good at flips and kicks and running and stuff, but is still a dumb 16-ish year old and is very easily manipulated because she continually talks to the people shes supposed to be fighting. her voice actor is also scottish and they force her to try to do an american accent a few times its great. 

[mikmikisnotcrack]

Music Box || Im Jaebum

Fantasy AU: Ghost! Jaebum

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• Your grandmother was a lil weird

• When you were a kid, she always told you weird stuff. A lot of them revolved around one thing though, and that was witchery

• You thought it was really cool that your grandmother told you this witchery stuff, but eventually your parents told you that it was all just fictional.

• It ruined your childhood, but hey, you still thought your grandmother was cool

• But when you grew up, she became weaker and eventually passed away.

• You were absolutely devastated. I mean, who wouldn't? You had a cool grandma who always told you witchy stories and who was by your side whenever you had problems in your life.

• Before she passed though, she had given you a carousel music box that you were told has been around for ages.

• You kept it on your bedside drawer so that you wouldn't feel alone.

• Whenever you stressed about exams, deadlines, your best friend Jackson or work, you always turned to the music box for comfort.

• Though, when you thought it made you feel like you weren't alone

• You didn't think it would actually make you feel less lonely

• Because you sWeAr tO gOd you feel a presence around you ever since you brought the music box into your apartment.

• It could just be you being paranoid because it was your first time being away from your family home

• But legit it felt like someone else was in the room

• You wanted to consider putting it back in your old room back at home, but it has stuck with you for too damn long to NOT be by your side. Besides, it was from your witchy grandma, why would you keep it away from you?

• One night, you were incredibly stressed. Finals were coming up in multiple subjects of yours and it was really hard to balance that with your part time job as a barista.

• On top of that, some professors were so helpful in lessening your stress by giving some paper works due! How fun.

• The night was full of your constant groans of frustration and the sound of paper crumpling.

• It was 2:30 am you wanted to drop the fuck out right there and then as you slammed your head down on the multiple papers scattered on your desk.

• The frustration from the past few days that you bottled up was finally bursting, and now here you were, crying on the bond papers that have been on your desk.

• Until you heard it

• Your music box was fucking playing

• Your head snapped over to your desk where you saw the music box playing. The little gold horses were spinning.

• This shit was something straight out of a horror movie.

• The moment your head left the papers, they all went flying off your desk. You didn't even know how to react because all the windows were closed and your fan wasnt open. You're haunted fOR S U R E

• "You know, you should really take it easy on yourself"

• You whipped your head around but nobody was there.

• Nope nope nope nope

• You pushed away all the papers that remained on your desk, shut your laptop, shut your textbooks, and went straight to your bed, covering yourself with the duvet.

• The music box will not stop playing!!

• You inhaled sharply before you were met face to face with a boy with dark hair and eyes to match.

• You wanted to scream, but you didn't know where your voice fucking went

• "You know, it's really bad to pent up your frustration like that. You should relax"

• "P-Pardon???"

• "You heard me"

• Your eyes were wide as dinner plates. This guy was definately not here when you entered the aprtment

• And this guy was definately not a normal human being!!!

• "Ohhh shit I forgot that humans aren't used to this thing... sorry"

• No shit humans arent used to that thing!! It's not everyday your dead grandma's music box plays in the middle of three am and a ghost throws off your damn paperwork!!!

• "You know what, my stress levels are sky rocketting right now! I'm seeing things!! I should really go to bed!!"

• And with that, you turned to face the opposite way from ghost boy and put the duvet up to your nose.

• Before you completely fell asleep, you heard your papers being fixed and the lamp on your desk turning off.

• "Good night (Y/n)"

• The next morning you woke up a little more refreshed than normal.

• It was a friday, which meant that your classes started a little later than usual.

• You brushed your hair and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

• After doing your morning routine and picking out your clothes, you went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

• Except, it was already made for you.

• There in the kitchen, was ghost boy placing the sunny side up egg on the freshly cooked bibimbap

• "Oh, you're awake"

• Proceeds to pour you a cup of coffee in a shameless "stressed, depressed, kpop obsessed" mug

• "Uhhh, y e a h"

• "You should eat up, your finals will be coming up today and you need nutrients to keep your head functioning"

• Places the mug on the bar counter.

• "Well? What are you waiting for? Eat up"

• You reluctantly take a seat on your favorite bar stool and dig into the bibimbap. It was surprisingly reslly good! It tasted exactly...

• "The way your grandma used to make it?"

• "Excuse me???"

• "Oh! Im not a mind reader or anything, it's just that a huge wave of nostalgia just appeared on your face and I just thought that you thought... Yeah, I'm just gonna stop right there"

• You took a sip on the coffee he had made and realised it was exactly how you make it! With a huge amount of creamer and sugar.

• You watched as he leaned on the bar counter and eyed you down.

• "How are you doing that?" You ask

• "Doing what?"

• "You're definately not human, because I know for a fact that I do not have a roommate and you appeared out of no where... Yet here you are, you just cooked breakfast for me AND scared the shit out of me last night"

• "Oohhhh fuck um... Sorry about that. I'm Jaebum by the way"

• You squinted at him as you proceeded to drink your hella good coffee.

• He pulled at the collar of his black hoodie nervously as you eyed him down

• "ANYWAYS! Ghosts that have been around for some time become more powerful, and we learn how to lift objects and do normal mundane shit. Though, not exactly as mundane because we're still technically spirits with no bodies"

• "Interesting..."

• Once you finished your food, he took it from the counter and placed it in the sink while you made your way back to the room.

• You were about to pack your notebooks, but you realised that Jaebum had done it for you.

• Wow, a very helpful ghost!

• "I guess I'll talk to you later???" You say before exiting your apartment.

• "Lmao as if you have a choice on not talking to me"

• Son of a--

• And with that, you leave!

• After another eventful day, you come back home to find Jaebum on the couch eating the honey butter chips that you stored away in your shelf while he watched Strong Woman Do Bong Soon on netflix.

• "Yah, those are my chips!"

• "Woops"

• It was a weekend tomorrow, so you didn't have to worry about any of your shit. Free time for you, yay!

• You dressed up in your favorite t-shirt, a huge hoodie and a pair of shorts and mads your way back to the living room and watched SWDBS with your ghost friend.

• "Soooo Jaebum, why the hell are you here??"

• He pauses the drama before turning to you.

• "Weeellll I may or may not be binded to your music box and I can't go anywhere else"

• "W h y???"

• "Strap in, I'm telling you a longass story"

• So! From what you have found out, Jaebum's mom really liked the music box that she was gifted with during her and her husband's first wedding anniversary. However, that marriage slowly spiralled down into chaos once Jaebum was born.

• When Jaebum grew older, they eventually divorced yet his mother never let go of the love she felt for her husband. Eventually she died, still holding the music box

• Jaebum was surprised that she wasnt the one that haunted the music box

• He swore to himself that he would protect the thing his mother cherished the most and the person who cherished the carousel music box.

• So his mom's best friend's daughter ended up getting the music box after the both of them had died... And that daughter ended up to be one of the ancestors who passed down the music box, until it was handed to you.

• "Soooo you dont have any plans on going, idk, to heaven?? Or hell"

• "yAh I am a good ghostie with good intentions!! Why would I go to hell?!"

• "I dont know!! Just saying!!"

• "I dont know, maybe when you die I'll consider going back to heaven"

• And that is how you got stuck with your ghost friend Jaebum!

[tumblunni]

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Man i was just thinking again about that idea i had for a cliche gijinka app card game where the gijinkas are all Interesting Bugs instead of weird sexy anime george washington.

I've kinda got quite attatched to my idea for a leech gijinka as a super cuddly white mage who just happens to look emo and scary. And they'd be a great opportunity for nonbinary representation cos in real life leeches don't have binary sexes anyway. But i cant decide between whether i want them to look like a full plague doctor mask thing or a more cliche cutesy nurse but theyre like super tall and look like the monster girl from the ring so they get sad that people always run away before they can help them! So then i was thinking "hey, alternate skins!" Not like in the other games ive played where there's always one canon skin and all the others require hours of grinding and/or real money to buy. But just that there's like three or so randomized versions of the base character with all the same stats but a different costume. Just to spice up the pool of options a bit! Or maybe it could even be more than just the costume and you can get entirely different reinterpretations of that job class? Like the medusa jellyfish could be either a young kid or a grandpa!

Oh and i'm not really sure how to name this or anything? Cos its not really a clear category of animals, its not all insects or all worms or whatever. More like just..all the animals that are unfairly hated but have Cool Biology Facts that i can babble at u to maybe make u like them more. So i dunno.. Pests? Creepy crawlies? Some entirely made up fantasy term for them?

Also i think the setting will definately be jrpg fantasy! Just a world where all these critters are actually funky people on a comedically bad D&D quest. I wonder who the villains could be tho? Maybe theyre gijinkas of more commonly loved cute animals? Or like.. Not gijinkas but monsterfied versions? Hilariously over the top evil fluffums! hamsters are this setting's dragons! And i dunno maybe the ultimate dark lord is a dog with a cat for a royal vizier or something, cos theyre the kings of popularity.

This could also make it actually make sense why the Clione character could be a beserker like in real life! Cos theyre the most un-hated rare sea slug for looking cute, but their actual personality is big scary predator. But in this universe being seen as cute by humans = evil, so the Clione's fighty doom personality would make perfect sense! Im not sure if i should make them like a tormented Shadow esque antihero or a paladin-looking knight who has a dark streak or maybe even a viking? Cos in videogames theyre like the epitome of 'loves fighting but is still a nice hugs guy'. And it'd be neat to have a chubby buff clione instead of the more cliche bishie gijinka. But then i mean theyre literally nicknamed 'sea angels' or 'sea fairies' depending on country so yeah? Oh or maybe that could mean i make them an elf or an angel but theyre still mega buff! Viking guy with lil chibi wings and halo!

Also randomly i think that Slug will be the other nonbinary character along with Leech. Cos well there's a lot of bugs who dont fit the human gender binary but i'd probably be a bit too obnoxious if i had like 90% enbies and noone else. I always think about like 'if this is my first game project i need to go at a small and reasonable pace with all the Big LGBT Feels', yknow? But then every idea i do is always my first game project cos ive never completed any of them yet XD

Anyway i think Slug would be a more fashionable bishie kind of androgenous character, while Leech is a relateable cuddly socially awkward one who wears a mask. But definately also looks stylish in their own way, and i'm sure Slug is always complimenting them and trying to bolster their spirits! Aside from being super fashionable i also think maybe Slug would be a wandering bard? Cos somehow slow animal -> lazy human -> free spirited instead to be less cliche -> bard. Also the whole 'bard rolls to seduce every boss' meme, lol! So Slug is a very nyeheheh tricksy flirty adventuring song person who aint take nobody's shit. Instead of being sleepy they sleep on the concept of low self confidence! Full and powerful pride at all times!!! Goal in life is to be beautiful AF and handsome AF and make everyone swoon at your feet and also recite an epic poetry so cool that your enemies straight up die from the sick burn. Tho i mean i don't think anyone could actually ACHIEVE that, lol! It might be obnoxious if i actually have a character who's basically 'enby people are literally perfect in all ways'. So i just think Slug is a big ol dork who's like the Gaston archetype of the comically overconfident flirt, but like a good and heroic version who actually respects when people say no to their advances. And is also a great BFF to Leech and tries to help them get out of their shell, because well of course Slug is out of theirs XD

Also actually i dunno whether they should all just be named after the animal or have thier own names but the animal is mentioned on their profile as a job class name or something? Cos it might get awkward once we get to more specific obscure bugs with longer names or ones who only really have a scientific genus name. I'd feel like i'd have to make them all wizards cos their names sound like spells! Oh MAYBE THEYRE SPELLS!! Like each character could chant their own scientific name when they use their ultimate attack??

Oh and maybe Slug and Leech could be just based on the species in general but have their alternate costumes themed after more specific rare subspecies? Like Slug could have nudibranch themed costumes cos the vibrant colours would fit such an elegant fashioniste~ And leech could just be an opportunity to talk about how there's subspecies of leech that dont drink blood, though this character is based on the ones that do because otherwise they wouldnt really have a unique job class, lol. Maybe their rarest alt costume is a fashionable orange ensemble that symbolizes both Slug taking them out for a night on the town in their finest to feel more comfortabke in their self confidence, and also just the fact there's an orange tropical leech. Its kinda funny cos there isnt such a huge range of different colours for leeches, its mostly just different barely visible patterns and a spectrum from greenish brown to brownish black, lol. And then suddenly a bunch of wildly different red and orange ones! And nothing in between! Really does seem like a surprise makeover from your bestie, yknow?

Oh and then when i was thinking about other potential relationships between different magic bug people, i thought of Daddy Longlegs! Cos thats a name confusingly given to multiple bugs of wildly different species who're all mistaken for spiders when they really arent. And this mythical nonexistant daddy longlegs spider also has the myth of having 'the strongest poison but its fangs are too short to bite you' which is COMPLETE nonsense based on nothibg cos how would it even survive in the wild if it cant hunt? But its a real cool myth so it could be an awesome excuse to make them have a move that gambles on either an instant kill or a self debuff. ALSO THEY ARE MARRIED

I was thinking they could be a duo of fabulous zorro-looking assassin dudes who were sent to assassinate each other but instead fell in love and quit the business for good. Like 'you made me want to live again, and the only reason i threw my life away on this job was cos i wanted to die'. And to atone for all the bad mercenary stuff theyd done in the past, now theyre robin hood esque mercenaries who take jobs with world-saving hero groups like our protagonists. And they work for free as long as the cause is just! And they wish they could settle down someday and dream about having children of their own, but they feel like they dont deserve it after all that theyve done. They'd be a rare goofy bugmans that actually have a real emotional backstory! So anyway they're fancy fencing guys who're both the same class but maybe slightly different variants with different stat builds or abilities? More specialized and all. Like maybe one is speedy but weaker and one is slower but stronger? Or one relies more on luck based attacks and one is a consistant damage dealer but has a lower max damage cap? Or even one is status effects and one is attack and really even though they have the same job name theyre wildly different interpretations of it. Fitting for the entomology mistake husbands! I want them to be balanced so that they have special bonuses together but are still viable to use separately if your party setup only requires one of them. Also randomly i think their names would be Albedo and Rubedo? I was originally gonna make Rubedo the name of the leech cos i mean alchemy words and plague masks and all. But then it doesnt really SOUND like an alchemy word, it sounds like a fancy handsome dancer name. And then i started thinking about the cute once-sad-now-happy young assassin dads fighting together so well that it looks like one big dance between them, rather than a battle. And i got REAL EMOTIONAL over goddamn bug gijinkas! Man my heart is made of paper and mush!! Oh and maybe they have combo attacks together but also with all of the party members that are younger? Like special dad instinct combo! A built in ability that they automatically shield the kids from enemy attacks. YOU HIRED A MERCENARY BUT YOU RECEIVED A NICE MARRIED COUPLE WHO PROMPTLY ADOPT YOU. Oh and maybe their alternate costumes could just be each other's costumes? Like they'd already be wearing matching red and white versions of the same thing, but then albino dad wears ginger dad's version and vice versa. Or maybe their alt costumes are different complimentary colour pairs like black and gold or blue and pink? And maybe their ultra rare special costume is Big Cute Dorky Argyle Dad Sweaters! It must be capitalized cos it is IMPORTANT!

Oh and then i was also thinking about the idea i had before of bugs with a queen hive structure being like the workers are the common unit and the breeders and queens and such are rarer variants? But the workers are the only ones actually good in a fight, the others are just for collectables sake. Rare but useless, just like how the real queen bee is so big that she cant leave the hive, and never figjts a day in her life unless the kingdom has already fallen. So maybe queen bee is still unlockable as a rare character but she's just a support that makes worker bee stronger? Like you get a lil event of worker's boss coming to honor her with a knighthood for her good service, allowing her to upgrade her job class. Tho i think she still fights with construction work equipment, now its just like a golden jewelled shovel XD

[itsthescienceside]

Ice Tier List

Summer is coming so I thought I'd analyse this years ice meta for all your beverage cooling needs.

S tier: Crescents

I know what you're thinking "you mean the dumb cloudy ice that comes out of my fridge?" Yes. I mean that perfectly shaped masterpiece of coolant technology. Theyre easy to make, have a good surface area to volume ratio, and because of their unique shape, they have the ability to stack well to fit a lot of ice in a cup while still maintaining the flow of liquid.

A tier: Tubes

These are the perfect balance of flavor preservation and cooling speed due to their high surface area to volume ratio. Their rounded shape and holes also allow for transfer of liquid into the mouth no matter how much ice is in the way. They are a bit more difficult to make however as they have round shapes inscribed in each individial unit. You may only have access to these types of ice in some expensive restaurants.

B tier: Ice tray cubes

These are, on their own, just middle of the road ice cubes; however, they have the unique attribute of being able to be made of liquids other than pure water, completely nullifying the need for a way to avoid dilution of the drink. You want iced coffe but still want it strong? Freeze some of it in ice trays and you have permenantly strong iced coffe. These cubes are only held back by their shape which we'll get into later in the list.

C tier: nuggets

These are the tiny little cylinders that chick-fil-a gives you. They have pretty good liquid flow dispite their required abundance in a drink, and cool your drink almost instantly, but are held back because of their absurdly high surface area to volume ratio. This causes the ice to melt quickly, completely diluting your drink in seconds. They also are a surefire way to get ripped off on how much liquid you are given since they fill up most of the container they are put in since they are so small.

D tier: Cubes

The classics; so low? Yep. They are good for one thing, keeping your drink cold for a long time, making them ideal for slowly sipping iced tea while sitting on your porch, but beside that they are terrible. Their large size and hitbox shape makes them take considerably longer to cool your drink. Their shape also causes them to stick together in the bottom of the cup, lowering efficiency of cooling and making that annoying moment when you have to carefully hit the bottom of the glass to get one cube out, only to have the depths of icy hell released all over your face.

F tier: the ice sphere

These look cool. Thats all. The sphere shape is the least efficient to stack. Only allowing for one to fit in the cup. This paired with their commonly large size makes them terrible for cooling anything in fewer than thirty minutes. With cubes you at least have the slight benefit of the corners melting slightly faster, giving a small boost of initial cooling, but with a sphere, the entire shape melts slowly.

G tier: shaved ice

These are terrible. They melt and dilute your drink immediately, clog your straw causing you to drink sharp ice shards, and then freeze back together stopping all liquid flow and causing a huge ugly lump of ice that is too large and uncomfortable to consume after the drink is over.

Z tier: plastic reusable fruit shaped ice.

These arent ice. They dont cool your drink. Why would you even need reusable ice. Its literally just water. The only thing these do is make the drink taste like frozen peas and stale tamales. Dont buy these. You shouldnt have to buy ice at all. If you have these in your freezer throw them away immediately. They suck.

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prompt: chloe goes to the bathroom and doesnt come back for a long time, beca worried goes to check on her. the rest is up to u but maybe have it set while beca and chloe arent in a relationship yet :) i love me a protective beca

“Beca?” Stacie asked, her eyes following the smaller brunette as she walked back and forth. “Why are you pacing?”

“What?” Beca asked, still walking. “I’m not pacing.”

“You are,” Fat Amy said. “You’re pacing and you keep checking your watch.”

Beca glanced at her watch again without meaning to. “It’s just… Chloe has been in the bathroom for a while.”

Amy and Stacie looked at each other and then back to Beca.

“Okay?” Stacie asked. “And you’re timing her why?”

“She’s really drunk,” Beca said. 

“It’s a party,” Amy said. 

“Yeah but… She’s really drunk. Way drunker than she usually gets,” Beca said. “I’m gonna go check on her.”

She knew Amy and Stacie were laughing at her as she climbed the stairs, but she didn’t care. 

She knocked on the bathroom door.

“Chlo’? You doing okay?” Beca asked. Chloe didn’t respond. “If you want me to go away just tell me.” Still nothing. “If you don’t say anything I’m coming in.”She counted to ten in her head before turning the handle. “I’m coming in,” she said, walking in slowly. “Still plenty of time to stop me if you aren’t decent.”

She entered the bathroom to find Chloe sat on the ground, her back against the bath tub and her head resting on her arms which were folded on her knees.

“Chlo’?” Beca said, crouching down in front of her. Chloe gave a groan in response. “Are you okay?”

Chloe shook her head without lifting it from her arms so her whole body swayed. “Too drunk,” she mumbled.

“Is that why you’ve been sitting in the bathroom for like half an hour?” Beca asked.

“I thought I might be sick,” Chloe said, still not lifting her head up. “But then I wasn’t but everything was… spinning. So I thought I’d just… stay here.”

“Do you want me to take you to bed?” Beca asked.

“You should’t flirt with me right now Becs, I’m too drunk,” she said.

“I didn’t mean it that way,” Beca said, her face suddenly burning. But then Chloe laughed and Beca couldn’t help but smile. “Come on, nerd,” Beca said. “There’s a line of like fifty people waiting to get into this bathroom.”

“We don’t even know fifty people,” Chloe said, finally lifting her head up to look at Beca.

“Speak for yourself,” Beca said, brushing some hair from Chloe’s face. “I’m very popular.”

Beca stood up and then held her hands out for Chloe to take. Chloe gripped her hands and Beca pulled her to her feet, catching her when she stumbled.

“Why did you even drink so much?” Beca asked, putting a hand around her waist so she could help her walk. “You know you’re a lightweight.”

“Maybe I just wanted to get drunk tonight,” Chloe said.

“Clearly,” Beca said, opening Chloe’s bedroom door and helping her inside. “Is there any reason?”

She sat Chloe on the edge of her bed and the redhead shrugged. “Thought it might help.”

“Help? Help with what?”

But Chloe was looking down at her hands now, a frown on her face.

“Hey,” Beca said softly, “what’s going on?”

Chloe shook her head but didn’t look up. Beca sat beside her.

“Come on, it’s me,” she said. “You can talk to me about anything.”

Chloe shook her head again. “Not about this.”

Beca let out a small sigh. “Okay,” she said. “You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to. I’ll go and get you some water.”

She went downstairs and into the kitchen where Fat Amy and Stacie were still drinking and talking.

“You found her then,” Stacie said, watching as Beca filled a glass with water.

“Ah ha,” Beca said, moving her out of the way so she could search the drawer for some paracetamol.

“And she’s okay?” Fat Amy asked.

“Yep,” Beca replied. She was starting to get annoyed at the way they were smirking at each other. As if they were both in on a secret that Beca didn’t know about.

But she knew. She knew why they were laughing at her.

Beca was in love with Chloe. 

Had been for months. A whole year maybe. Ever since her and Jesse had broken up.

Beca was completely aware of this, and she knew the other Bellas were too, but she’d never talked about it. To any of them. So they thought Beca was oblivious, but she wasn’t. She was painfully aware of every agonising moment of being in love with Chloe Beale while Chloe Beale didn’t love you back. 

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow,” she said, not looking at either of them so she didn’t have to see the amusement in their eyes.

She knocked on Chloe’s door before she turned the handle and entered.

Chloe was passed out on her bed, half way through getting changed. Her jeans were still on but her shirt had been discarded. 

Beca signed and put the water and paracetamol on her bedside table, trying to decide what to do. 

She didn’t want to leave her like this. She knew she’d wake up uncomfortable if she left her to sleep in jeans, but she didn’t want to start undressing her either.

“Chlo’,” Beca said, shaking her. “Come on, Chloe, wake up. You need to drink this water and get changed.”

Chloe groaned and furrowed her brow.

“Don’t wanna,” she mumbled.

“Please,” Beca said, pinching the bridge of her nose. “For me?”

“Fine,” Chloe said, making no effort to move.

“Chloe,” Beca said after a few minutes of silence.

“Alright, alright,” Chloe said, “don’t look.”

Beca turned around while listening to Chloe fumble and thud and bump into everything in her room.

“Becs,” Chloe whined, “these skinny jeans won’t come off.”

Beca turned around to see Chloe lying back on her bed, her jeans halfway down her legs.

“Do you want me to help?” Beca asked, and Chloe nodded. “Okay,” she said.

“I’ll pull these off but then you’ve got to drink all that water, okay?”

“‘kay,” Chloe said. 

Beca tugged off Chloe’s jeans and tried not to think about what she was doing.

“My hero,” Chloe said, pulling on her pyjama bottoms. Beca handed her the water.

“Try not to sleep on your back,” Beca said, intending to go back to her own room.

“You aren’t staying with me?” Chloe asked, her eyes wide.

“Do you want me to?”

Chloe nodded.

“I’ll go change then,” Beca said.

She went to her room and threw on a pair of pyjamas before heading back to Chloe’s room. She was relieved she didn’t bump into any of the other Bellas on the way.

Chloe was already curled up under her blanket when Beca got there, and she wondered whether she should just go back to her own room.

“I’m sorry,” Chloe mumbled.

“Sorry for what?” Beca asked, still hovering at the doorway.

“Sorry I didn’t tell you what was wrong,” Chloe said. “I feel like you’re mad at me.”

“Of course I’m not mad,” Beca said. She heard Chloe sniff. “Chlo’ are you crying?”

“No,” Chloe said, in a voice that let Beca know she was definitely crying.

“I’m not mad,” Beca said, climbing into the bed beside Chloe and pulling her into a hug. “You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to tell me.” She ran her hand up and down Chloe’s back until she felt her breathing even out. Convinced she’d fallen asleep, Beca gave her a kiss on the head. 

“I like someone,” Chloe said, her voice muffled slightly. “And not in a friendship way. In a… In a I’d like to go on dates and kiss them sort of way.”

Beca felt like her heart had stopped beating. Or was beating so fast it was impossible to discern individual beats.

“Okay,” Beca said, relieved to find her voice was steady. “And do they know?”

“I don’t think so,” Chloe said.

“Do you think, that they could like you back?”

“Maybe,” Chloe said. 

“Is this why you wanted to get drunk tonight?” Beca asked. 

“Yeah,” she said. “I thought I might forget about it for a bit. But it didn’t work.”

“Why didn’t you want to tell me?” Beca asked, not daring to hope.

“I just… It’s hard to explain,” Chloe said.

“Try me,” Beca replied.

“Stacie told me… But I didn’t really believe her… Beca… do you like me?” 

There was a long pause before Beca, her voice barely above a whisper, said “yes. Yes I like you.”

There was another long pause, and Chloe removed herself from Beca’s arms, and lay on her back, looking up at her ceiling.

Beca felt like she was balanced on a knife edge. About to tip into either unimaginable happiness, or complete and utter heartbreak. 

She wanted Chloe to say something, but she was terrified of what that might be.

Surely if Chloe felt the same way, she would have said something by now.

It felt like someone was reaching up inside her, from her stomach, through her chest, and gripping her throat.

“Please say something,” Beca said. 

“How long?”

“What?”

“How long have you liked me?” Chloe asked. She didn’t sound drunk any more.

“A year,” Beca said. “Maybe longer. I think I noticed it about a year ago.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I don’t know,” Beca said. She felt like she was going to cry. She didn’t want to cry. Not here, not now. “I think I was scared. Scared that I’d ruin our friendship. Scared that you wouldn’t feel the same.”

“Would you have ever told me?” She asked.

“I don’t know,” Beca said again. “Our friendship is the most important thing to me. I’ve never had a friend as good as you before and I didn’t want to lose you. So… So I guess not.”

“You aren’t going to lose me,” Chloe said, she sounded sad.

“But?” Beca asked. “There is a but, right?”

Chloe looked over at her, tears shining in her eyes.

“Please Chloe, just tell me. I know you don’t feel the same,” Beca said. She was trying to sound calmer than she felt. As if the news that Chloe didn’t like her back wouldn’t destroy her.

“How do you know that?” Chloe asked.

“Because you would have said something by now,” Beca said, blinking back her own tears. “You wouldn’t be looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like I’m someone you feel sorry for. Someone you’re about to give some bad news to. About to let down gently,” Beca said.

“Beca,” Chloe said, closing her eyes and letting the tears spill over the edge, “I like you too.”

“What?” Beca asked, convinced she’d misheard.

“I like you too,” Chloe said, smiling.

“But you’re crying?”

“Happy tears,” Chloe said. “I didn’t think you’d ever like me like that. And I wasn’t ever going to say anything because, you know, like you said, I didn’t want to lose you as a friend. But Stacie put it into my head that maybe you did but I… I just didn’t believe it.”

“So… so you like me? So the big dramatic pause was just… what? Suspense building?”

“Shock,” Chloe said. “I guess. I needed to process it. I’ve had like a whole bottle of vodka tonight, I don’t exactly have my wits about me,” she said, laughing. Beca thought it might have been the greatest sound she’d ever heard.

The sinking feeling of dread was rapidly being replaced by a balloon of happiness.

“We like each other,” Chloe said.

“We like each other,” Beca repeated. “Now what? A date?”

“Sure,” Chloe said, grinning. “A date.”

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well if any of you are interested in his movies ill talk about them below the cut. in general, the movies try (and fail) to make statements about topics that are very serious, and i feel thats what will probably upset viewers if they are going to be upset, that and breen obviously being an older dude pairing himself with characters played by much younger actresses for the female lead, who his character generally has a power balance over

usually its stuff thats so badly written that the viewer is able to ignore, but messed up if you think about it for 5 minutes. all the things described are delivered through a medium that is almost impossible to take seriously

double down -- okay, firstly this one is really hard to get through because its incredibly slow and boring, i dont recommend it for your first breen movie. the tuna scene and stuff is funny but the funny parts arent very often. uhh the scene where his wife dies and his entire nutsack is visible is truly something, theres also a scene where theres like a marriage under dubious circumstances and he acts deceitfully so he can kill them. this one focuses mostly on grieving a lost loved one

i am here....now -- i recommend this one the least tbh, a bit faster than double down but not super funny and hte last 20 minutes are a drag. this movie focuses a lot on gang violence, drug & sex trafficking, also like.. a badly played cancer patient? in general, dont watch the first two movies, theyre bad and not really entertaining enough to make up for it

fateful findings -- this is the one i show people if theyve never seen a breen movie, its got some of the funniest moments and is when breens more outlandish plot threads start forming. suicide is a major part of this one; there are two separate scenes where at least one character commits suicide. one of these characters, breens wife, is addicted to prescription drugs. neil breens character not only doesnt treat her situation compassionately, but also cheats on her and she is never mentioned again after she dies. finally, there is a really awkward scene where an ambiguously underage girl comes on to breens character, and he strongly rejects these advances

pass thru -- this ones pretty funny, the female lead's overacting and some of the scenes add to the dramatics of it all. breen gets a greenscreen and a drone for this one! as for cws, a prevalent plot element is human trafficking. also, breens megalomania really begins to show here. see, righteous mass murder is part of almost all the movies leading up to this one, but in this one his character kills millions of people who "deserved it", which has troubling implications

twisted pair -- definitely the funniest one, as breen had discovered movie maker effects and uses them a lot. most notably he plays two characters who are twin brothers; one is good and one is evil, and the evil one has fake facial hair. this is so neil breen can commit mass murder and be unambiguously morally correct simultaneously. as for shitty things, both the twins' relationships have violent moments. the good twin has a scene where he & his partner do like... an assault roleplay? its weird because it doesnt even lead to a sex scene. but the viewer has no clue this is a roleplay scene until the scene completes. then, the evil twin is shown hitting his partner on at least one occasion

this is what i remember of it, ive watched all at least twice? but its been like a year or two, so i could be missing stuff

i think i wrote a cw list for all 5 breen films a while back