#but with Tasha its canon

[tallysgreatestfan]

[worstdeathstudent]

Have a little kissu at 2 am

Mellori: You have a cut!

Tasha: oh, I suppose I was hit pretty hard, heh.

Mellori: I probably should've asked, but I learned a new spell and I got too excited, and...

Tasha: *not their first kiss* *will continue to make this face all day*

[metis-iphigenia]

Continuation of the said dc x lab rats crossover because i am bored

chase and barbara would get along so very well bro trust me(also i headcanon them both autistic and a horror movie fanatic so)

how funny it would be if davenfamily and the batfamily were neighbours? very in my opinion so its canon to this crossover(not that anyone other than damian, bruce and duke is home but okay😭😭)

damian and maps would have gone with leo to investigate marcus(they all failed to prove that marcus is evil like the og plotline for things to continue but bonding experience ig)

when bruce found out about their bionics he first thought adam was a kryptonian

dick is in the same book club tasha is in(hobby backfires) and he absolutely DESPISES eddy since not only eddy is well himself dick is also tasha's friend. whenever he can he loves messing with eddys technology and he also keeps begging barbara to end eddy for good

nika and leo(the accident prones) actually get along so well nika really likes leos jokes/energy etc while leo likes nikas style and also her jokes

(the same thing goes for janelle and damian too they both also get along their personalities really match imo and both are sport geeks lol)

bree and bart have speed races to test out whose the fastest(they mostly do it for fun(in an unlikely future where we get a yj x ef teamup)

these kinda dont make sense but i love them so its fine

[notebotted-x31]

Stupid ass hcs only I have bcyknow, fun (I hope I'm not the only one):

Bree's snarkiness comes from her feeling as if her dad doesn't actually really like her (Noted proof: Bree has so little episodes with Donald,only one where the purpose is hanging out with her dad, the one where he literally abandons her for her brothers)

Chase's ego is from the fact he hangs out with Donald more often then the rats (Notes: He is literally Donald's favourite fun fact,its a canonical note and he does show off mechanics and inventions with Donald)

Chase is the most socially aware, Bree is the least.

Adam is A trans man :) He hasn't gotten surgery but he likes binding and Brees doodled on it before as a joke. He's kept it on there ever since.

Bree actually likes football because I just enjoy the concept of sporty Bree with a hint of comic book nerd.

Leo takes vitamin gummies and medication to help with his bionic arm because there's sometimes Side effects of things you never notice.

Leo and Janelle to me is like "She's so pretty isn't she" and Janelle is "..According to this game we apparently have really bad compatability lol".

Speaking of Janelle she's a gamer tech nerd to me and she's beaten Chase in every video game they've ever played (Chase has gotten mad at her for this) (if they were Alive now Janelle would tell him to "Cope and Seethe"

Leo got into Baseball after his bionic arm was added as he has a gnarly catch now.

Leo despite his fear of sharks has a shark Teddy, it will terrify him and then he'll be like "oh Fred" and brush him off before going back to bed.

Tasha likes the idea of getting a divorce I imagine her wanting it.

I also imagine she probably enjoys a lot music based hobbies and enjoying crochet, she played hockey in high school.

Bree and Kaz would get along in my head because Kaz reminds her of Adam but with all the fun marks of him liking comics. I just want Bree to be friends with a guy.

Leo does unironic meditation, he has a whole yoga set, it's in his room.

[t0ast-ghost]

“Since the Cerritos is statistically the horniest and least romantically committed crew in Starfleet, we have no married officers aboard.”

- Lower Decks S4 EP6

First off if this is referring to just their current time period then yes I’d probably agree BUT since it’s a show and I think the creators were making a clever nod towards other shows I’d like to point out some things

This’ll get long. (Spoilers for TOS, TNG, DS9, & SNW)

TOS:

Both Spock and McCoy are divorced (McCoy twice over)

Whatever was going on between Spock and Chapel ???

Kirk is apparently too committed to the enterprise (yeah definitely the ship… nobod-nothing else) to commit to any of the women that he has definitely fucked

Kirk didn’t commit to Carol Marcus and she had his son

The Shore Leave episode

Theodore Sturgeon’s letter about the Shore Leave episode

Episodes with “Paradise” in their name

Must I bring up Amok Time?

Half the crew is just in love with the ship and all their relationships fail. The one time someone tries to get married their spouse dies

TNG:

Jean Luc is happy as is … Q however

Q is the horniest motherfucker for that frenchman and I’m counting him

Riker

Beverly with the ghost

Oh yeah Jean Luc literally kills two spouses (Crusher and Sisko) he’s actively uncommitting the romantics

The show’s SECOND EPISODE is where everyone gets super horny and fucks each other

Even the “emotionless” android gets some (I cannot blame Tasha one bit, Godspeed)

That’s all I remember from this show

DS9:

JADZIA DAX MY QUEEN

Julian Bashir’s original name was Dr. Amoros. He is doctor dick.

Lwuxana Troi wants Odo so bad but that goop ain’t committing

Whatever is going on between Odo and Quark

Need I mention Garak?

Mirror universe (Kira is about to kiss herself)

Almost every character is dating each other in this show and they made it canon for several but they all fall apart (Except Rom and Leela cause they’re perfect)

The O’Brien polycule… I drew it out but it got more complicated than the O’Briens (basically Julian is best friends with Miles who is married to Keiko. Keiko was on a shuttle while pregnant with Julian and Kira when there was a crash and Julian had to transfer the child from Keiko into either him or Kira, so Kira volunteered. She ends up living with the O’Brien’s while carrying the child and bonds with both of them (to the point both she and Miles think it’s weird). Kira eventually gets with Odo who is Quark’s nemesis and Quark is crushing on Jadzia who is exes with Julian who is (somewhat unknowingly) courting Garak. Jadzia Dax becomes married to Worf but I think her and Sisko have definitely fucked. Sisko is married to Kasidy and enemies with Gul Dukat who reciprocates that but is also fixated on Kira who hates him. Did I miss something?)

Now, I bet they did not count DS9 in their statistics because it’s a station not a ship but also because they’d always win this contest

SNW:

Spock and T’Pring

Spock and Chapel

Spock and Kirk

Other Kirk and La’an

Kirk and Carol ???

(All of them fail that’s why I bring it up)

Pelia has been married to another woman (not canon but it’s gotta have happened, right?)

Whatever was going on between Una and Neera in the court episode

There’s no way Uhura’s in a relationship (they might set her up with Scotty next season but I’d like to see her and Chapel)

The others do not seem romantically committed to other people

Pike’s weird dinner parties

To be honest Lower Decks is maybe the most outright vulgar in its language but most of the time it’s a feel good show about a bunch of best friends. Their captain is married, their CMO and head security officer are in a (happy?) relationship, and third thing here.

I haven’t seen any of Voyager or Enterprise and I don’t think Discovery is that horny/romantically uncommitted

[thegradus2]

Im having modern day au alver x ogcale thoughts :,)

The setting is sort of like a earth 1’s korea except the catalysm happened waaaaay before like decades before, so fighting the monsters is way easier and more normal tho its still considered really hard and dangerous work (barely any deaths anymore but injuries are p common)

The soos all work at the company together. Cale (22 yrs old) is estranged from his family and also works at the company (hes happy to watch his little brother and little sister succeed from afar). Cale and kim rok soo constantly get compared bc theyre both serious and hard workers who tell people all the time that they wanna quit/slack off (they will never actually quit or slack off). Bc cale isnt actually in his familys life anymore he doesnt need to pretend to be trash and hes smiley like when hes krs in canon

Bc kim rok soo isnt as traumatized as in canon from losing his only friends he manages to make more friends (taylor sten, cage, eruhaben, he obvs manages to find his kids, choi han is also here and not as traumatized he just got kidnapped by monsters for like 10 years and is back home now, the whale tribe the wolf tribe the jungle queen the- you get the point. Kim rok soo is basically the companys information network at this point)

Idk if i should make krs and the other soos 36 etc still or if i should make them younger? (Like in late twenties, just a little older than when the soos minus krs died in the og timeline). In any case somehow its still cale nagging krs abt staying healthy and eating well and exercising, not the other way around

Maybe cale still has his adopted niece (aka reincarnated mom but ig he doesnt know that in this au)??

Alver (27 yrs old) has inherited his fathers trillion won company and is a repressed workaholic CEO (or maybe his father has a rlly succesful company and alver has become rlly succesful in politics instead?? Tho what ive seen the rlly succesful companies’ heirs in korea are lowkey treated with the same importance as a politician so it doesnt rlly matter)

Tasha pressures alver into taking 1 single day off. He obliges and almost gets assassinated by the mob (the white stars gang, and yes they do have powers). They decide to hire alver a specialized bodyguard. Cue the company: cale gets chosen as a guard while a few others (including kim rok soo) work on figuring out how to take out the white stars little group

Idk what power to give cale yet 👀 i wanna say either smth to do with time or smth to do with plants BUT i can also just give him both?? Or a power that combines the two?? I will look up symbolism to decide later lol

ANYWAY smiley bodyguard cale x repressed ceo alver. Cale falls first alver falls harder. Cale surprising alver with loyalty and cunning and with how he goes out of his way to take hits meant for alver. Alver being perfect and cale doing his best to goad alver into letting go of that mask every moment theyre alone

Multiple specific scenes im thinking:

- alver is goaded into taking a day off by tasha again a few months after the assassination attempt, this time with cale. They go to a café and have cutesy talks together (cale is just constantly being glib trying to trip alver up while alver is annoyed and into it)

- alver has to go to a high-end event. Cale comes with as his bodyguard/date (the date part is just a cover but they both wish it was real). They meet basen who is in complete and utter shock trying to hide it (he will do a full report back to the henituse family later)

- i need the company to go to a karaoke bar every friday bc i love karaoke. Cale sort of likes it and puts up minimal resistance every time. Kim rok soo does NOT want to go but he ends up napping the whole time every friday so its not that bad. During his bodyguard job with alver cale has to decline a few times. The company manages to wrangle cale into just bringing alver with him to karaoke (the repressed ceo of a trillion won company going to a shitty karaoke bar with a bunch of rowdy office workers/sort-of-soldiers is funny to me)

- at some point it gets serious and cale takes a bullet or otherwise rlly damaging attack that was meant for alver. He has to go to the hospital and alver realizes that oh shit its not a good idea to develop feelings for someone whos job it is to take bullets for you. And then he realizes of shit i developed feelings wtf??? And then he thinks i should stop feeling this way. And then he looks at cale again, whos passed out in the hospital bed and hes like im not gonna be able to stop feeling this way, am i. Fuck. Shit. Damnit

- they have a summer wedding 🥰

- neither of them are even involved w the white star mob. They just suddenly get a call from krs like “hi. I did the job. The others want me to tell you that im in the hospital btw.” Cale and alver visit him in the hospital and cale comforts krs by saying “dw, one day youll have your farm with the other two idiots. One day. Maybe.”

- that one scene in adventure time with bonnie and marcy and bonnie leans against marcy and closes her eyes and is like “wake me up in like 20 minutes.” Them. Them. Them. Them-

- cale slowly connecting with his family after him and alver met basen at that one event. First its deruth just calling (most painful and awkward phone call in the world where deruth very obviously avoids talking abt anything important and cale is just too confused abt why hes calling to pick up on any of it.) Then basen and lily start texting him. Then lily just shows up at his house to visit. It all snowballs from there with just little awkward moments of the family trying to rebuild a bridge with cale and cale just being confused abt what they want from him and why theyd wanna see him (its bc they love him bc hes family and theyre worried abt him)

- eventually deruth visits his house in person. This is also the moment where they finally actually have The Emotions and deruth acknowledges the abandonment and emotional neglect and cale confesses it was all an act but that he also actually thought they really didnt want him and that he thought he was ruining his fathers perfect new family with his presence and that he got rid of himself bc he thought it would make them happier

- cale goes to therapy.png. The family rejoices. The company also rejoices. The company stops rejoicing when he starts badgering everyone else to also get therapy (they really really all need it)

- the confession happens after cale isnt alvers bodyguards anymore. Cale has managed to talk alver into meeting every week at alvers place and just talking or playing chess or whatever they feel like doing. Theyre just doing their weekly catching up and cale is being especially wonderful talking abt his kid and alver being especially sleepdeprived just kisses him right on the mouth. He immediately backtracks and tries to be glib abt it like “im so sorry i dont know what came over me-“ but cale just kisses him back and then the next scene they wake up no clothes in bed together. They have been pining for at least a year by this point they deserve this

- alver goes to therapy after they officially get together bc cale pushed him to. It actually helps a little??? He is absolute shit abt opening up but the therapist has some generic tips abt managing his overworking problem

- most of the groomsmen/bridesmaids (or groomsmaids??) are part of the company. Tasha is alvers maid of honor. Basen is cales groomsman or honor or however the hell thats called lol. Cales niece is the flower girl and raon is the ringbearer. Cales family is there and robbit and his wife are there too + obvs alvers maternal family.

- summer wedding

Ok this is all for now

[ageofevermore]

FELL SWOOP

SUMMARY — after wanda, it feels like the only thing you’re capable of being is angry. but for natasha, it feels like she’s lost both her partners in one fell swoop

PAIRING — wandanat x reader

WARNINGS — canon infinity war events, grief, anger, hurt/comfort, maybe slightly angsty

AUTHORS NOTE — @cuinaminute229 gave me the prompt for this, and @family-house-of-m was definitely there also.

PROMPT — let your anger run its course but don't let it eat away those feelings you're using it to hide

You were angry at the world. What reason did it have to take everything from you? To strip you of the family you’d found and the friends you’d loved? How could it leave you in the ruins of your romance only to feel your heart bleed in her absence?

It wasn’t fair to Natasha. Your remaining girlfriend. But since the snap, since Wanda, you were a shell of yourself. Natasha had changed too, but nowhere near the state of you. It worried her. You couldn’t sleep in bed with her anymore, you couldn’t sleep period. Any time you closed your eyes the reflection of Wanda turning to dust haunted you. It chilled your bones so cool you were curious if they’d become brittle enough to wither away like she had. You wished they would. You prayed to a god that you didn’t believe in to leave this fucked up world behind without being the one to wield the blade.

You couldn’t leave Natasha though, some part of yourself, buried deep behind your anger, knew that. You loved her first. Before Wanda found herself into your dynamic, it had only been you and Tasha against the world, you needed her all the same as you did then, but now something felt off. Something felt eternally changed. You wanted to care for her, to hold her in bed when she cried like you knew she did, but all you could feel was a blinding rage that brought you back to the feelings you tried so hard to escape as a teenager.

Natasha had had enough of your elusiveness. You shrugged away from her embrace when she came up beside you, shut down conversations faster than she could build them, snapped when she just wanted to feel like she wasn’t as alone as she felt. You’d been a horrible partner, but she could understand. She just couldn’t let it tear you apart any longer.

“Malysh.” She started, learning her slim body against the kitchen door frame to stop your retreat back to the guest room. Her arms were crossed across her belly, pushing her boobs up and together in what was, Wanda’s favorite black tanktop. Your heart sank to your feet, a lump formed in your throat. The world became blurry with salty tears you’d been keeping at bay for hours, but you knew, that if she were here, if she were standing in the golden light of sunset in the kitchen with you and Natasha had walked in like that… you knew it would only be minutes before the three of you were tangled limbs in a sweaty bed. Now, not even a spark of desire lit the flame in your belly. Now all you wanted was for the ground to swallow you hole. “Look at me. Don’t leave. Malysh.”

“Let me pass.” Your words were calculated, hard. They were sharp enough to cut her, but they didn’t. Not when she could see the ocean in your eyes ready to fall over the edge and the quiver in your chin like a terrified bunny. You were never really as mean as you tried to come off. You were her soft girl, her sensitive partner, the fraction of your trio that cried of the slightest thing. Wanda had said she wanted to bubble wrap your heart and protect it forever, how would she feeling knowing she’s the one who broke it.

“Solnishko.” Natasha dared to step closer, to break the routine she’d allowed you to create of just backing down for the sake of giving you space. She couldn’t give you space anymore. She took the bowl of pasta from your hands, set it on the island, and pinned you so close between her body and the countertop that you could feel her heart beating. “I know that you’re hurting. I know that you’re angry. I am too. But you can’t live like this. Let your anger run its course but don't let it eat away those feelings you're using it to hide. Come back to me. Talk to me. Be mad about it with me. Let me hold you in bed, and wash your hair in the shower. We lost her, I know how much that hurts angel and no amount of time will ever fix that hurt. But, I lost you and her all in one day.” The oceans that were in your eyes spilled over your cheeks like a waterfall, and that was all it took to break you entirely. Everything you’d been holding in since you’d watched the love of your life turn to dust poured out of you in pathetic sobs and whimpers, and yet Natasha held you through it all.

For the first time since the Avengers won and you lost, you allowed yourself to feel the grief and sadness that your anger had suppressed. In Natasha’s arms, the smallest piece of your heart started to beat again.

[maria-of-the-waves]

The Kingdom of Life

This is an idea that has been brewing in my mind for a while and was confirmed in my head when I looked at the map of the western continent (o_ _)ﾉ彡

You see this, the desert of death and the Kingdom of Askosan are the same size, that means that there is nothing stopping the City of Life from becoming the Kingdom of Life ヽ(・∀・)ﾉ

It has already been confirmed to us in history that attempts have been made to create new cities in the Desert of Death, so it is not crazy to think that if more had been created, it would end up becoming a Kingdom with its own culture.

What's more, in chapter 316 we are told that only a necromancer will be the new king/queen of death because they are the ones who know the most about the pain that darkness can cause and still handle it ╰(▔���▔)╯

Not only that, the Night's Exultation is a gem that belonged to the Queen of Death and gives us a great clue about what could be the main jewel of a crown or jewel that marks royalty ヽ(；▽；)ノ

Now that I've explained the reason why I came up with this AU, here are my ideas for it:

The divergence began when the Queen of Death founded the City of Life and appointed a family of dark elves to run it when she I couldn't do it anymore.

She designated this family with a magical huadian that would mark who is worthy to rule, so if one day the family were corrupted their right to rule would be eliminated and assigned to some other family that was worthy.

After the final battle againts the Queen of Death and the Church of the God of Sun it became common knowledge that the next King/Queen of Death would only be a necromancer and the most loyal dark elves built a palace in the capital which was sealed only to be opened when their next King arrived.

The ruling family began to rule and was recognized as an archduchy (The highest rank of nobility below royalty) and a branch of the royal family.

With the construction of more underground cities and towns, an aristocracy began to be created that will govern their respective territories, making sure to remain firm in the principles of always being faithful to their people and helping them in every way possible.

When humans began to escape from Dubori territory to the Desert of Death they were welcomed as citizens of the Kingdom of Life.

With each generation the population continued to increase in both humans, half-breeds and dark elves which caused the kingdom to grow and prosper while the culture developed obtaining things such as harem pants, the wearing of veils on the face and hair and hena tattoos

The archducal family remained faithful to the first queen and for generations humans and dark elves mixed, causing that although the most recent generation (Obante and his offspring) were mostly dark elves the percentage will vary.

At some point, Alberu's mother decided to travel the Continent and ended up as King Zed Crossman's concubine, but since they both fell in love, she did not care much about her new position.

Tasha didn't like this very much but accepted it until she found out that her sister was pregnant and immediately went to help her by disguising herself as a maid.

From here everything goes as canon until during a return visit to her native home Tasha ends up rescuing Mary who became a necromancer, the first in centuries.

During Mary's recovery in the capital's hospital someone leaked the information that the future Queen of Death had been born, and the entire Kingdom began to celebrate the arrival of the future Queen.

Due to the social pressure of taking the throne in the future when she is only 10 years old Mary felt overwhelmed and asked Tasha to stay with her.

Tasha accepted and during the time she took a break she and Mary formed a mother-daughter bond which was solidified when Tasha asked Mary if she could adopt her by blood.

Mary accepted and once the ritual was completed she became a dark elf half-blood, maintaining her status as a necromancer.

His web scars turned white due to the concentration of dead mana and he obtained the huadian of the archducal family in the same color.

I imagine that from here things would go as in canon with the exception that Mary would get lessons in etiquette and politics while she travels throughout the Kingdom of Life to meet her future subjects.

[professional-termite]

What Star Trek headcannons do you have?

*cracks knuckles* tng headcanons infodumping time (i havent finished tng yet but i have projected very very hard onto several characters and also made everyone on this ship bisexual bc i can)

picard:

worlds grumpiest polyam gray aroace bi man

i think if he had a grape fanta he would simply Die. not in a good way. actually any soda i think i could kill this guy with a baja blast

hes absolutely not dating riker but like half the ship thinks he is. also theyve screwed like twice but platonically dw abt it

hes dating both dr crusher and q. because i say so

riker:

TRANS MAN RIKER SUPREMACY!!! RIKER IS SO TRANS BC I SAY SO ‼️‼️

hes polyam and also arospec. i think hed like the label aroallo but gray aromantic allo bisexual is more accurate

hes dating like Everyone. data, troi, dr crusher, worf, geordi. my mans is absolutely rolling in romantic/sexual partners

he takes time to take every single one of them on dates catered to them and is absurdly romantic whenever he gets the chance. think rose petals and chocolate and violins

he doesnt ENCOURAGE rumours that he and the captain are dating but he doesnt DISCOURAGE them either

geordi:

pathetic little bisexual man. puts him in the oven

hes dating riker (everyone is dating riker lmao) and in a borderline romantic qpr with data (he calls data his boyfriend but also likes to clarify its not quite Dating since data is aroace)

data and geordi have sherlock holmes rp date nights. this one isnt even a hc actually pretty sure they literally do this in canon

worf:

aroallo bi worf is real and true i would know i was the enterprise

he acts like he hates rikers stupid romantic bs whenever he takes worf on dates (usually they end up just going to a holodeck and duking it out homoerotically afterwards anyways) but then he lays awake at night thinking about riker like 😳

i think he likes drawing skulls. i have exactly 0 canon to back this up but i think he would enjoy drawing skulls

data (can you tell hes my favourite lmao):

spends literal hours researching romantic/sexual relationships so he can be a good partner to geordi and riker even tho he considers himself aroace. usually comes up with something stupidly cheesy (even worse than riker) for dates and they both absolutely adore him for it

polyam aroace bi, and also he/him agender. because i said so

data likes to bonk his head on his partners as a show of affection. its like a kiss on the cheek/forehead except youre getting BONKED by an android

one of my moots (data la forge maybe?) said something about data purring and like thats actually canon as stated before i would know i was the enterprise

also he likes to lay his head on geordis lap. because I Said So

he is included in Girls Nights. he and keiko and troi and dr crusher all get together and he listens to their gossip while they paint his nails and do his makeup

troi:

troi tops. 100%

shes in a relationship both dr crusher and riker, and also had a thing going with tasha yar before she died

i think she considers herself poly bi with a preference for men, but she usually ends up in lasting relationships with women

i feel like she and riker are more of a qpr/fwb situation rather than a romantic one. theyre besties who are also soulbound and also love each other and also fuck nasty sometimes

dr crusher:

pansexual. did you see the way she literally did not care about gender when her parasite lover became a woman?? this is a pansexual

she likes helping data get ready for dates n stuff. they hang out in her quarters and she does his hair and picks out outfits and gives him advice

wesley:

him and his gf from that one episode (robin i think her name was??) are t4t. i base this on my Divine Intuition

summons a large eagle to carry him off into the night

q:

i want to call this man every slur i know. horrid creature. kisses him on the forehead

has no connection to gender identity or sexuality. hes probably aspec but identifies only as queer bc Q

he and picard have fucked nasty at least once. theres no way they havent

[scribblecocoa]

Labrats music headcannons 🎶🎧

(also aligns with the fact that its 2012-2015 in the show)

Adam - canonically finds taylor swift soothing, probably listens to basically any music, would for sure blast nicki minaj's super bass whenever possible

Bree - she definitely likes Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, and Rihanna; but also likes some rock music as she went to a concert, has bruno mars songs on her phone

Chase - Listens to classical music made centuries ago, forced to hear music bcuz of his bionic hearing, he likes "oldies" like 50s/60s, listens to christmas music when it hits november 1st

Leo - likes rap and edm music, always wanted to go to a music festival, tasha caught him dancing to justin bieber a few times, favorites drake and avicii on his phone

i might make more of these so part 1 ig,,,

[rorirevolutions]

World Building Pt.4: Actual 'world' building

So obviously we know that most of the towns and cities in the shows don’t really exist. However, some of them have stated specific regions and states where they are set such as Mighty Med taking place in Philadelphia, PA. As for the others such as Swellview I did a little sleuthing to figure out roughly where each of these take place based on little things mentioned in canon and weather patterns.

The Lab Rats home of Mission Creek is another easy one because they at one point it is stated that it’s in California. I’m not stopping there though, personally I believe it takes place in SoCal near Orange County. Which given the climate it would make sense that the Bionic Island is just off the coast in Baja California. This would also mean that Tasha and Leo, assuming they arn’t transplants, would use SoCal slang. However, I don’t believe the trio would necessarily have Cali accents. Maybe Bree would to fit in more, but after living so long detached from society I believe that Adam having only really heard Donald for the longest time would share his accent for the most part and Chase probably dosen’t have a definable accent. He has a computer in his brain and access to every bit of slang/inflection that has ever been recorded. So he probably dosen’t speak with much of one. He might have picked up more Cali slang and gestures from his time with Leo, but I doubt he uses them unless specifically talking to Tasha or Leo. 

It isn’t ever brought up were Centium City resides, but based on the fact that it appears a lot colder and is the home town of both the Davenport brothers and Principle Perry. I believe that Centium City is in the state New Jersey. Perry has a lot of stereotypical qualities(I apologize to anyone from NJ, I’ve never been and all I have is media for examples) that kinda makes me think that she would be from there. Also could you please imagine Perry, Donald, and Douglas with Jersey accents. Incredible. I think that the brothers have probably lost a good bit of there accents from time away, but whenever they are near each other or are particularly emotional the accents come out in full force. Otherwise Donald probably dosen’t have a  very definable accent due to all his traveling and working with a wide array of people, and Douglas probably has nothing but different bits of mixed up slang due to his colorful environment.

Henry Danger/Danger Force were a bit difficult until I rewatched the Game Shakers x Henry Danger crossover special. While discussing places to go Kenzie brings up Swellview and states that its in ‘The Heart of America’. While many states can try to claim that they are the heart of the country, the only one that is usually agreed upon is Kansas. Climate wise it also makes sense as swellview has shown to be rather windy and Kansas in right within Tornado Alley. This means that Swellviews hilariously named neighboring towns also take place in Kansas. All the characters (with the exception of Schwoz) would also use more Kansan slang as all of them have stated to have lived in the area their whole lives. Which leads me to bring up Dystopia where the original Danger Crew moved to after S5. All we know about Dystopia is that its really dangerous and kinda nearby as Henry seems willing to get there without the use of Miles’s powers. Now for this I looked up where the most dangerous cities in America were and I’m so sorry Missouri but you guys have several cities in the top 10 list. It is also right next-door to Kansas. 

Like HD/DF the Thundermans home of Hiddenville doesn’t have a named state. It also appears to have a fairly neutral environment. Initially I was thinking of Tennessee but all things considered there’s a distinct lack of countryisms (I know not all Tennessee is county music and farm life but it still dosen’t quit fit). Then I was thinking Washington due to the ‘Land of 1,000 parks’ bit(According to google Seattle, WA has 874 parks), but theres a lack of mountain ranges. However, it’s the closest I’ve got to a real answer so I’m sticking to it until I find more evidence. Even if Hiddenville is in Washington, I don’t think any of the Thundermans(with maybe the exception of Chloe) would have any slang or dialect from there. The family transplanted more than likely from a different state to go into hiding. Given that Metroberg is basically the Capitol of all USA Supers, I think it would probably also be in Virginia nearby D.C. Meaning the family would have similar accents and mannerisms to Virginians. At least in the beginning, later on the kids probably adopt the slang of those nearby.

Finally Villains of Valley View. It’s already mentioned in the show that Valley View is in Texas, but like the Thundermans the Madden family is also transplanted and on the run/in hiding. While it’s never truly stated where they came from we can infer from some details. Eva has a very noticeable British accent so she probably moved to the US as a young adult. I don’t know what it is but for some reason Vic gives me NorCal vibes specifically Sacramento, CA. I have no clue why but he does. I imagine that after they unofficially wed(they couldn’t legally get married as wanted criminals) Vic and Eva moved to the Bay Area where they did some villainy and started their family. I don’t have a name for the town/city where they grew up yet, but I am absolutely accepting suggestions.

[chronotsr]

Pre-G1 Modules, part 3 - Lost Caverns of Tsojconth

That's Tsojonth, with the O. Many early adventures debuted not in published form, but in home games and tournament modules, and Tsojconth is the most famous example. This will actually be a super brief post because we'll be talking about Tsojcanth later in more detail, when we're in the full press of the TSR module era. Tsojconth debuts as a module for the tournament at WinterCon V in 1976, and it's a Gary Gygax number. That's right, G1 isn't even the first Gary module to make it to public consumption! Anyway, WinterCon was set up by the Metroi Detroit Gamers. You *could* actually buy this module, although it wasn't "official" TSR fare.

Again, I kind of miss the hand-inked era of TTRPG art. A lot of people are fans of that pre-big money TSR look that is very evocative despite being not very proficient, and I feel like this hand-penned look is the prototypical example of this. This is literally just a road with some guys walking into a cave in the mountains past a graveyard, and yet the vibes are *immaculate*. Side note, I am personally very fond of Tasha (Iggwilv), so I'm always happy to see her earliest depiction is super early here, even if she is a contextless name.

In a nice little touch, all the parallel games of Tsojconth at WinterCon V were all canon to one another. That is, Tsojconth is a "nexus of probability", meaning that you can conceivably meet other players playing the same pre-generated characters in your session. It's cute!

If you are not somehow aware of the concept of a tournament module (especially if you're a 5e player), here's the quick rundown. The high lethality and unforgiving nature of early DND meant that "winning" DND was still considered a thing you could do. Remember, DND was born from the wargaming scene. Consequently, they would compete in tournaments at conventions to see which group of people could clear a dungeon, and among those who could clear it with the most treasure, least mistakes, and least casualties. This is part of where the "impartial judge" mindset comes from that you often see in graybeard gamers, its got its genetics in the competitiveness of wargaming. That's not to say your uncle Joe *only* believes this because he played tin soldiers in 1970, but that's part of it. Damage did average damage, wandering monsters were disabled (their game design utility doesn't really matter if the players are already trying to go as fast as possible and there's no campaign after this), healing was standardized, et c. Points would be tabulated at the end.

Interestingly for Tsojconth specifically (I don't know how generally true this is), at the halfway point survivors of the lower caves would be integrated into new groups for the next level, Survivor-style. Again, it's very cute.

Eck. I don't know if it's the old xerox job or what but this looks like shit! I'm not much of a paper map person, I usually use mapping software, but my few on-paper dungeons look....a little less slapdash than this. Maybe it was in a rush?

I get that they're trying to conserve paper because this is for a tornament but the font is killer on my eyes. Anyway! There is not much to report that will not be covered eventually in the S4 post, so I will instead leave you with a quick collage of illustrations, and finally a *vintage* character sheet. Cya later!

[maya-kholin]

Tav's Irresistible Dance

(a Baldur's Gate 3 fanfic)

Word count: 3k

Pairings: M!Tav x Astarion, platonic Tav + Gale, M!Tav x Halsin is there for exactly one sentence

Summary: Tav isn’t good at flowers and chocolate. He says “I love you” by murdering your enemies while calculating the maximum number of win conditions possible. But a communication error endangers his relationship with the very person he’s doing this for. Misunderstanding/angst, resolved by the end. (Note: Technically Tav x Astarion but Gale is there a lot. What can I say, they like nerding out about magic.)

Rating: T for brief suicide reference, swearing

Warnings: References to canon abuse, (brief/insincere) suicide threat, vampire feeding.

***

“Would you be willing to help me test a spell?”

Gale looked up to see Tav outside his tent, squinting as always in the daytime sun. He grinned and snapped his book shut. “Always happy to assist in the pursuit of arcane excellence. Hit me.”

“Okay, that’s even more enthusiasm than I expected,” Tav said with a look over his shoulder, “but I’d rather not do it here. Would you come with me?”

Tav led Gale some distance out into the woods. He pulled out his violin and checked the tuning. He’d sooner gut you than let you refer to him as a bard, but magic didn’t lie, and Tav relied on music to manipulate the Weave. “I don’t expect this to cause any pain, or have any lasting effects, but it could be… uncomfortable,” he said.

“Well, now I’m even more interested to see what you’ve come up with.”

Tav tucked the violin under his chin and touched bow to strings. “Try to throw me off.”

As the music closed in around him, Gale took note of its effect on the Weave. Enchantment, not terribly surprising given Tav’s knack for the school. But though it had the makings of a typical paralysis spell, Gale felt compelled to move. His feet moved and tapped outside of his control. He tried to force his arms to form arcane gestures, but instead, they swayed to the music. Incantations were swept from his lips, drowned out by the sound. It took him only a few moments to summon the will to resist, but in battle, those seconds would be precious.

“Marvelous!” Gale beamed. “I’m not quite sure of the benefits of modifying a hold spell in such a fashion, but it earns points for flair, certainly.”

“Do you…” Tav cleared his throat. “Do you think it would work on an undead?”

“Oh! Oh, I see. You’re wise to ask, my friend. The Weave interacts differently with undead flesh. It’s a particularly vexing problem. A hold monster spell can potentially stop a dragon in its tracks, but not… shall we say… a master vampire.”

Tav looked relieved. “Exactly. Yes.”

“I think you’re on the right track. Would you mind showing me your notes?”

Tav produced a bundle of papers. “Hope you read Under-Elven,” he said, handing them over. Lines of musical notation alternated with arcane diagrams, with notes and questions in the margins. 

“Oh, don’t worry, I will,” Gale said absently, already analyzing the diagrams. “This is fascinating! Yes… yes, I think it can work, but it needs some alterations. Would it be alright if I made some notes and got back to you?”

“I was hoping you’d offer. Thanks,” said Tav. “One more thing. Would you mind not mentioning this to Astarion? Actually…” He shifted on his feet. “Best to keep it entirely between us for now.”

“Hmm? Of course,” Gale mumbled, barely looking up from the notes. “Now, if you added a dash of Tasha’s sinister compulsion here…”

***

Late that night, Astarion returned from hunting to find Tav still at work in his tent. The smell of alchemical reagents hung in the air as he carefully filtered something foul into a small bottle.

Tav smiled when he saw Astarion enter. He greeted him with a kiss to the forehead and slipped the bottle into Astarion’s hand. “Remember,” Tav said, “bite first, then stab.”

“I’m not sure your poisons would do much to me, darling.”

“Maybe not, but swarming toadstool has an intensely bitter taste when extracted properly.” Tav grinned. “I laughed for a tenday when I learned topsiders just call this stuff ‘drow poison.’ Still, if you’re going to be infamous for something, might as well be something that works. Are you hungry?”

“If you don’t mind…”

“Let me tidy up first. Don’t want anything spilling or catching fire.” He did so, then settled into his bedroll and extended a hand to Astarion.

Tav slipped into his meditation before Astarion even finished. He’d seen the man meditate sitting up with one eye open, so this level of trust was… well, it was rewarding. 

He relaxed into Tav’s arms. It was nice being together like this, without the expectation of… other things. A very large and frightened portion of his mind screamed that it wouldn’t last, that he couldn’t really have this, but he buried himself in Tav’s scent and ignored it.

Both of them were startled to consciousness by an exuberant wizard. “I’ve got it!” Gale was shouting in the early morning light. He was brandishing a bundle of papers. “If you just apply Tenser’s enhancement to the base enchantment matrix – layer on a splash of necromancy – oh, good morning, Astarion. – then you should be able to entrap even a particularly powerful –”

Tav cut him off abruptly, taking the papers. “Thank you, I’ll have a look at this later. Did you sleep? I’m reliably informed that humans need sleep.”

“Why sleep when we’re on the cusp of magical innovation?” Gale wobbled slightly, his eyes bloodshot.

Tav plucked a bottle from his alchemical collection, checked the label, and handed it to Gale. “Take this. A sleepy wizard’s no good to me. I’ll ask Wyll to come with me today.” 

“Oh.” Gale looked a bit crestfallen.

“Just get some rest. I appreciate the help.” 

Astarion watched as Tav hastily tucked the papers away. He was being a little too protective of them. Was he hiding something? “What are the two of you up to?” he asked.

“Just writing a spell,” Tav said smoothly, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I don’t want to bore you with the arcane details.”

“Well, what if I’m interested?”

“I’ll show it to you when it’s working,” Tav said. “Promise.”

***

“I’m not sure your modifications are going to work,” Tav said to Gale later.

“I’m really quite confident we’ve got the Weave structure right.”

Tav peered at the notes, now covered with extensive feedback from Gale in purple ink. “Far be it from me to question the arcane prowess of Mystra’s former Chosen,” he said carefully, “but I think you’ve forgotten one key element of bardic magic.”

“And what’s that?”

“Gale… it has to sound good.”

“I’m sure it will be fine! Give it a go, you’ll see.”

Tav shrugged and picked up the violin. Unholy screeching soon filled the air. “Alright, alright!” cried Gale, waving his hands as if to brush the awful sound away. “You make your point vividly. What do we do next, then?”

“I think I can work with this, but what it needs now is more music than magic… You will let me run this by you again, won’t you?”

“Of course, of course!” “And remember. Not a word to the others. Please.”

***

“Working on a spell”? Was that what they called it these days? Did he think Astarion wouldn’t notice him constantly sneaking off with Gale? Did giving him permission to sleep with Halsin, once, mean he was allowed to dally with the entire camp whenever he liked?

And… seriously? Gale?

No. No. There were those papers, after all. And he never had the scent of, ahem, dalliance on him. Nor had he ever mentioned being attracted to Gale, only expressed admiration for his talent for magic.

If Astarion could just get his hands on those papers, he could be sure, but that was easier said than done. Tav always carried them with him, including when he slipped away with Gale.

The only chance would be when Tav was meditating, but it would be an understatement to call him a light sleeper. Astarion would have to be incredibly quiet. Good thing he was good at that.

So, one night, when he was sure Tav was as close to unconscious as could reasonably be assumed, he very carefully drew the bundle of papers from Tav’s pack.

He felt a pang of guilt. Of course it was a spell. That much was clear. But then, why the secrecy?

He couldn’t make much sense of it, unfortunately. Every other page was lines of musical notes, each accompanied by a page with arcane diagrams and drawings of magical gestures. On the first page there was an empty space where you might expect a title to be written.

Astarion could read music, and it seemed like a pretty damned good song. Lively and upbeat, the sort of thing you’d want to dance to. But that was about all he could make out. Cazador had only ever allowed the spawn to communicate in Common, except as necessary to bring in their marks. Astarion’s knowledge of Elven was… atrophied, at best, and Tav’s Underdark dialect made his head spin. Infuriatingly, even Gale’s notes were in the same tongue. Add to that the advanced nature of the magical diagrams, and he simply couldn’t make head or tail of the spell’s purpose.

He carefully returned the papers. Good news: he’s probably not cheating. Bad news: he’s still hiding something.

But the idea of bringing it up filled his belly with ice. What if they had a fight? What if they broke up? Too risky. It’s… probably nothing. Right?

***

Weeks later, Tav and Gale shared a drink in a quiet corner of the Elfsong Tavern.

“Here’s to you, my friend,” Gale said, raising his mug. “I hope you’re proud of yourself. If I were submitting this for publication at the Waterdeep Academy, I’d list it as at least a sixth-level spell.”

“I am a bit proud,” Tav said, raising his mug in return and taking a drink.

“Not that I haven’t noticed you peeking at my spellbook when you think I’m not looking,” Gale added with a twinkle in his eye. “I think I deserve some of the credit.”

Tav laughed. “Never would have learned to counterspell without you.”

“Just ask next time.”

“I did!”

“Fair enough, so you did. I just wish we had a way to test it properly. On paper, it’s flawless. But lots of things are.”

Tav frowned. “Remind me again why a summoned undead won’t work.”

“It probably will work. That’s the problem. Powerful creatures have powerful resistances. We need to test it on the strongest undead we have access to.”

Tav put up his hands. “I know what you’re about to say–”

“I’m saying you should ask Astarion.”

“You’re talking about basically controlling him with magic.”

“It’s the only way to be sure we’ll succeed,” Gale insisted.

“I admit I’d like some insurance,” Tav said.

“Exactly. And I’m sure he’ll agree it’s for a good reason.”

Tav shook his head. “You may be right, but… no. Even if he does agree, I don’t want to ask it of him. Controlling him even for a few seconds is a boundary I don’t want to cross, not after what he’s been through.”

Gale sighed. “Fair enough. We’ll just have to wing it then. Although I thought I spied a strangely intelligent ghoul the other day…”

***

Baldur’s Gate at last. After going gods knew how long without the comforts of civilization, there were beds. With sheets. Oh, they were still crammed cheek by jowl in the upper floor of a tavern, but there were substantially fewer insects, at least.

The suspicion that Tav was hiding something still nagged at Astarion. So he’s getting a drink with Gale. So what. He’s allowed to have friends.

He’d thought about the tadpole, more than once, and hadn’t Tav peeked into his mind, early on? Discovered things Astarion wasn’t ready to reveal? But their relationship was different now, and Astarion wanted to deserve trust, even if Tav wasn’t exactly earning the same.

Astarion headed downstairs, definitely to see if any of the others were interested in a drink and definitely not to eavesdrop. Even though, with his extraordinary hearing, he might happen to pick something up.

There were Tav and Gale, off in a corner, thick as thieves. Astarion tried to block them out, but his own name made his ears perk up.

“...ask Astarion,” Gale was saying.

Tav’s voice responded. “You’re talking about basically controlling him with magic.”

Gale cut him off. “It’s the only way to be sure we’ll succeed.” 

“I admit I’d like some insurance,” Tav said.

“Exactly. And I’m sure he’ll agree it’s for a good reason.”

“You may be right…”

Astarion’s ears were roaring as he bolted from the dining room. Freezing cold panic gripped him. He couldn’t stand to listen to another word.

Shit. Shit. The spell was to control him. No wonder they kept it from him.

He could feel his freedom slipping away. And what was that nonsense Gale had said? “I’m sure he’ll agree”? To what? To lie down and play lapdog again for some vague notion of common good? Fuck that. Fuck him.

In his fear and rage he forgot the tadpole, the artifact. Forgot that he couldn’t leave. Knew that he had to leave. Now.

Their room was dark and empty, at least. As quickly and quietly as he could, Astarion began packing up his things. Was there anything else worth stealing, while he was at it…?

Suddenly he felt a prickle at the back of his neck, and turned. Diamond-bright eyes regarded him in the gloom. Damn that drow. Of course darkness was no obstacle to him – and he could be nearly as sneaky as Astarion when he wanted.

Tav approached him. “Babe, what’s wrong? I saw you running upstairs.”

Astarion lifted his nose in the air haughtily. “I have nothing to say to you.”

Tav’s face was composed. “I don’t know what you overheard, but at least give me the chance to fix it.”

“Don’t bother. I know the two of you are trying to – control me. Good little Astarion, as long as he’s on a leash, as long as he’s compliant. Point him at something you need stabbed, but don’t let him act out, oh no. Is that what you wanted all along? Was all of this a lie?” His voice was rising as the words spilled out. “Was all that rot about freedom just a smokescreen? Or maybe controlling me isn’t good enough. Maybe you want me out of the way. Plan to talk me into killing myself? Like you did that devil? Maybe I should make it easy for you.” He didn’t mean it, not really, but the panic that gripped him wouldn’t let him stop. What did finally give him pause was Tav’s face. Still level, not rising to the bait.

“Don’t push me away now, you damned fool,” he said softly, his voice heavy with affection. “Here. This is probably overdue.”

Lighting a candle for ease of reading, Tav spread the oh-so-familiar bundle of notes out on a desk. There were many more notes and annotations than the last time Astarion had looked, and the title had been filled in. Gale had written something that Tav had crossed out and replaced, and this much, Astarion very much could read. A Song for Cazador.

Following his eyes, Tav said, “Gale wanted to call it Tav’s irresistible dance, but I told him that’s boring and only wizards name things that way. A Song for Astarion would be strictly true but felt a little mean-spirited. So I decided to direct the meanness where it’s deserved.”

“I… don’t understand.”

“When we face him, we’re going to need an edge.” He said when, not if. “I promised you I’d help you kill him, and I meant it. That doesn’t mean it’s going to be easy. I asked Gale to help me design a spell that could paralyze an undead, and here we are.”

He did all this just to gain an advantage against Cazador? “Why didn’t you tell me? Did you think I’d be anything less than ecstatic that you were working on a weapon to use against my former master?”

“I didn’t tell the group because we need to be flexible in our battle plan. I can’t have you all standing around waiting for me to perform a miracle. We need to do anything and everything that wins us the fight, and that means not counting on me if something goes wrong. And…” He looked sideways at Astarion. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to get your hopes up. To see your disappointment if I failed. Worse, to see you count on me in battle only to… lose you.” He shook his head. “I see now it was a mistake to keep it from you. I’m sorry.”

“Then… what were you two talking about just now?”

“We haven’t been able to test the spell on a powerful enough undead. Gale was trying to talk me into testing it on you – with your permission – but I said I didn’t want to ask. I don’t like the idea of controlling you. I don’t want to… be like him, in any way, if I can help it.”

Astarion took a breath, steadied himself. “I… see. Since you mention it, I would prefer you didn’t use me as your guinea pig, if you don’t mind.”

“Okay,” said Tav. “Then that’s the end of it.”

“Thank you. Not that I’m not suddenly extremely invested in the success of this spell,” he added, a bit of his usual rakish demeanor returning. He felt exhilarated, in fact. The idea that someone cared enough to invent a brand new spell for him? “An irresistible dance, you called it? That sounds positively delicious. Dancing like a puppet on strings… just like he forced us to do, for all those years.” He laughed in equal parts vengeful cruelty and relief.

Tav chuckled. “Kind of disgusting, right? And it shouldn’t work on just Cazador. I’m looking forward to using it.”

“Ooh, I’m looking forward to watching you, my dear.”

Tav laughed, then grew serious again. “Are you alright now? Really.”

“I really am. A few months ago I could never have pictured anyone doing something like this for me.”

“Thank me when it works.”

***

For far too long, the outcome of the battle was anything but certain. Cazador had endless minions to throw at them, and though Tav had immediately teleported to Astarion to free him from the ritual, the brief loss of his will had been all too painful.

But then, as Karlach’s axe rose and spattered yet more grimy undead blood through the air, Gale shouted. “NOW!” A practiced flick of the wrist, a tug on the Weave, to transform a possible glimpsed future into certainty. Tav nodded, and began to play.

And Cazador… began to dance.

And kept dancing.

He danced as he tried to melt into mist. He danced as Karlach cleaved through the last of his servants. He danced as Gale blasted bats out of the air. He danced as Tav advanced towards him, clicking his heels in time to the music.

“Understandable mistake to make,” Tav said. “You see, cattle don’t have thumbs.”

Looking upon his old master, Astarion felt not an ounce of pity to see him reduced to a jerking, helpless puppet. But he did feel… He looked over at Tav. “Stop,” he said. Tav nodded and ended the song with a final flourish.

And Astarion stepped forward and took his revenge.

*****

thank you for reading! in my fight against cazador I was salty hold monster wouldn’t work, so I said eff it and clicked otto’s irresistible dance. and he beefed his save for like three or four turns. I shot bats in front of him to assert dominance. it was awesome. I made it into a fic because I thought it was sweet to picture tav preparing for the fight, and then gale turned up.

dms: never let a divination wizard and a lore bard team up. “I cast Otto’s Irresistible Dance on the vampire.” “And here’s his saving throw.”

the magical technobabble is all made up and the only bits based in lore are the names Tasha and Tenser. under-elven is also 100% cope on my part because I refuse to believe there’s no linguistic drift between underdark peoples and their surface counterparts. likewise, astarion not speaking elven well is headcanon but I think I justified it pretty well.

anyways, try otto’s irresistible dance against cazador. or raphael. oh, you like to sing motherfucker? bet you wanna dance too then

[ohmycale]

There is a tiktok that they hate Deruth and they literally hate him? Then somebody on Twitter countered that Zed was a worse father to Alver and he didnt get hate as much as Deruth. What's your take on it? Is there a double standard for you?

Okay, let's break it down, shall we?

First off, I don’t know about this particular TikTok video and I don’t use the platform so I am taking the things you said at face value.

Second, everyone who has heard of TCF/TBOAH and their characters will have an opinion about them. They are entitled to their opinions about anyone and everything and enjoy the same space and perks as people like me who usually have counter opinions about their opinions. It’s the internet at its finest. 

Third, Hate is a strong word for me and I don’t use it lightly. I try to avoid it. My feelings about Deruth are the same feelings I had for my father with acknowledged bias and projection. Yes, I felt disappointed and angry at him for a long time but I learned to manage my feelings and learned to not be bothered by people who didn’t treat me well. And as I project my feelings into Deruth and other characters, it’s the same thing I do for og!cale. Other fans do the same thing. 

Fourth on Zed and benign compared to Deruth. I don’t comment much on Zed because I believe that he is a trash father from day one and embodies the existence of sperm donors at their finest. What is there to be said, really when everyone agrees on one opinion about him?  Deruth, on the other hand, claims to be living his family motto and then sought out his personal happiness over his son. He is constantly characterized as a ‘good’ but flawed father. That opinion is dependent on whom you are asking, of course. My further opinion about this man is evident in my other posts. Overall, there is no incentive to talk about Zed when you already know from the get-go what kind of ‘father’ he is. Deruth is pretty much a controversial character in this context given his background and ‘progress’ in canon. 

In terms of double standards, I see them equally as men who shouldn't be fathers. That's putting it very lightly. I'm sure others I know personally would have more…colorful words to describe them.  And I’m somewhat irritated that mental neglect/trauma is seen as ‘lower’ than physical neglect/death. It's the invisible scars that grow over time that goes unnoticed and for some people, eventually, wish that they haven't lived or incapacitate them to live better lives. Worst-case scenario, you get judged for not being able to ‘move on’ and ‘be normal’ or shit things people say. Reminds of parents who do do-overs with new families and expect old kids and be a ‘family’ just because.  That's basically Deruth for you. 

Fifth, Alver still has his family with Tasha. Someone who knows understands and care for him just like his mother had done. I can’t say the same for Og!cale. Og!cale’s family is….just not there for him and didnt understand him when he needed it most. His father found a new family and tried to blend him in without actually considering his feelings. Or just thinking that og!cale having new family members = happiness. It doesn't matter if he accepted them eventually. The assumption that og!cale would just go with the flow is so insidious to assume.  His supposed family might care for him, but I don't really see the them understanding what he has gone through and still going through. Ron and Vicross, as we all know, left for their dreams of revenge. Hans, God bless his soul, is a servant to him and under Deruth’s command and authority. So, who is really there for him? 

Sixth, I like that Deruth’s actions are sparkling a debate. It means that people don’t see him as a one dimensioned character even though my feelings would want otherwise. People will have their judgment of him and agree to disagree is still a thing (I guess). The only thing that I care about is og!cale is happy wherever he is right now…with or without Deruth.  

Thanks for the Ask. Sorry for the wall of text.

[hollowslantern]

My bestie and I have terrible schedules so we are only on episode 2 of TNG but I already have e some Thoughts.

1. When does riker get a beard?? I am so afraid of this clean shaven man. Who is he. Where did he come from.

2. Also points on them for just reusing the best episode from the first season where everyone gets drunk. Points immediately taken away for making the lesbian and gay android fuck. Points tentatively given back if I can read the scene as the two of them just making absolutely sure that they're gay before Data starts dating Geordie.

3. I see why everyone hates Wesley but he is a fan favorite in this house. Power hungry genius nepo baby.

YES your thoughts I love to hear them smiles

1: I'm sorry but you are going to have to sit thru all of season one with that shaven THING. it is literally so scary but you're gonna make it.

2: that episode is so fun (let's all get space drunk... 2! now with android!) but yeah I have never known how I feel about data and tashas one night stand in this episode not just bc I think datas gay¹ but because the writers seem to really struggle with letting tasha exist outside of her relationship with the men around her <- idk how to phrase it.

¹ with tasha its a little less clear cut to my mind because she is canonically attracted to men but/and her sexuality is so interconnected with her trauma which isn't like a bad character decision but it's one I don't feel the tng writers were equipped to handle. I feel like they would have handled traumatized lesbian even worse sadly

3: WESLEY!! this is where our opinions differ because I have NEVER understood the wesley haters beyond like, grasping the idea that he's a bit of a boy genius trope and that gets on people's nerves. but they hate him so bad for being a autistic little starship freak and it's like WHY ARE YOU BEEFING WITH A 14 YEAR OLD!!

[peppermintfreak]

Adding characters to sexypedia, part 3. Jane, my scrunkly creacher.

4th Wall Blurring.

It's her whole meta. A byproduct of something made by a human, neither real nor fictional, but a secret third thing.

Androgynous.

Looks and sounds the same as every other android. The only reason she uses feminine pronouns is because somebody referred to her as she/her once and she was like "ok" and forgot about it forever.

Animal theming.

Dog in canon, catgirl in idea. A thing that lounged by the door and kids used to fear. Raz only sees her as this and uses it to her advantage. They were meant to be equals but it seems Loomy had always had a forte with over her.

Angst.

Scrap that's left of Oswald and Tasha's infantry robots. One of many that ran themselves out and were left/retired from Oswald's personal army to a lot he deemed beyond fixing, but was too sentimental to get rid of. She's the only to develop sentience sometime later after everyone, and even then kept up the front of a mindless android; knew things but never spoke of them. She ended up unwarily exploiting children but also bonded with them, loved them and protected them because she'd been designed to do so. She was a wire mother to Loomy's cloth mother. She's developed robot dementia, became an empty shell of herself and the only thing that's left of Oswald. She needed to be put down, vet style, but I said no live on bbg the narrative still needs you.

Burton.

Lanky and wide-eyed. Creepy mf. Not every android is like that, but it's a lifestyle.

Criminal.

Think of the first postal dude but with worse offenses.

Controversial.

Probs would be for many things.

Distinctive voice/ European.

It's just Ostwald's voice that kind of acts like a transmission/ or a recording. I like to think it sounds relatively normal in-universe. Many characters, especially Hayes find it... err interesting.

Eldritch.

She's her world's creation. Neither real nor a figment of someone's imagination (or something in between), which lets her precede its rules and work for Alt. The androids' background is more sinister than Ostwald lets on.

Eye Imagery.

Has only one eye. She's basically the founder of galerija praznih pogleda, pulls off deer in the headlights stare better than anyone.

Knife Murder.

Yes.

Pathetic.

Pitiful and sopping wet. Every day is a struggle.

Power.

Originally designed to be a frontline fighter but was downgraded. She still excels at it even though she can barely stand now.

Religious Imagery.

The shepherd was equipped to protect the sheep. When Vanja fucked off too far, Jane hurried over and broke her calf in order to not stray away again. She's never seen without her walking stick, which may or may not be used as a crook. See also her full name.

Robot/ Nonhuman.

Smartdumb.

A.I that friggin sucsk.

Unkempt/ Long Coat/ Cape.

Winning the idgaf war by being her usual scruffy self. Wears a stinky worn out coat (later a cape) days on end. Loomy tried to spruce her up multiple times and it never worked.