#esp if he’s older than u

[theloveinc]

uhhhh enough of personal assistant / manager reader … I need manager Bakugo NOWWW

[qprpbj]

Sorry if this has been asked before, but I was curious if you had any head canons about Darry and Soda’s emotions watching Ponyboy grow up/realize he doesn’t need them as much (i.e. learning to shave, drive, moving into his own room)? How do you think they react to their little brother/baby become this independent person?

i love you for this!!!!! first i’m pointing you to my little fic of darry teaching pony how to shave bc you mentioned that specifically so here you go <3

i’m ngl i see these guys as so pathetically codependent that even when pony starts fr growing up he’s still pretty reliant on them even if he doesn’t need to be bc he’s always been a very independent kid. i think through the course of the book we see him learn that growing up too soon and hyperindependence isn’t all it’s cracked up to be so he learns to lean on his community a little more which i think (or hope at least) that that carries on further in his life.

as for headcanons i think just a lot of teasing from both of them so they don’t get too sad about it. i’m a tall!pony and a forever short!pony truther depending on the day and i think tall!pony never lets them live it up that he’s .25in taller than darry once he’s fully grown lol. soda definitely cries when pony moves back into his own room and even then still probably ends up in soda’s room by morning like 50% of the time. & is it just me who thinks pony would be a godawfully shit driver

[lem-argentum]

this may or may not be the most absurd thing i’ve ever said but hear me out. john x k.ikuri. [you start walking away] WAIT WAIT COME B

[woodsborostabathon]

i dont wanna say who tho i imagine its easy to guess just bc i would feel kinda bad but when i was at someone’s table yesterday the chick who was there like helping run it was talking abt how she had overheard a bunch of like grown ass, old enough to be his mother women making really blatantly down bad comments abt him while they were in his line and man… mind you it was literally his first con AND his actual mom was there w him what the hell 😭

[scarletanpan]

Got a sticker yay pls fellow Americans pls for the love of god go out and vote

[quicktimeeventfull]

i really think we need to embrace death note as a work of children's fiction for a number of reasons, one of which being that it's quite simplistic in its morality because it needed to be comprehensible to twelve year olds

[caruliaa]

barely even in the atla fandom compared to other ones but if sokka makes it to like. the quarter finals of the eldest sibling bracket ill change to eldestdaughtersokka until they either win or are eliminated. maybe.

[aarghstop]

sorry there is SO MUCH text in the tags .. i definitely shouldve just put this in a regular post but . i didnt. its too late.. ive committed to this.

the whole "doflamingo has always been evil" thing doesn't sit right with me. idk. maybe it's because i think the environment during childhood is what shapes someone's personality, especially if there's a traumatic experience. and call me crazy, but perhaps being raised in a world full of supremacists and classists with an extreme god complex can affect your views on the world and yourself at a very early age. and perhaps i'm being a bit insane here, but, like, idk. maybe being fucking tied up and tortured and seeing everything you love burnt down to ashes while a whole town tells you you're evil for your mere existence could make you develop a hatred towards them. and, wow! maybe i'm saying something wild, but if you're taking care of your little brother and an older man tells you you're the chosen one to create a fucking mafia and he boosts your god complex to an insane, unhealthy, and almost grooming-like extent, of fucking course you're gonna end up like doflamingo.

but idk, call me crazy.

[yuwuta]

my f2l yuuta idea of the week, if i may: childhood bsf yuuta, nerdy and shy, who grows up with you. ur popular but u always stick by his side, and he's in love ofc. stuttering and failed valentine's confessions, blushing whenever u show him affection, doodling ur name in his notebook in class, classic loverboy yuuta

this omg :(( i’ve had conversations about something similar—childhood friend yuuta, but i love the idea of him being a little nerdy omggg

you’ve known him since before you two could even talk, you were just infants babbling at each other, but i’m sure in yuuta’s little baby brain he was trying to say i love love love youuuu :(( your parents have so many pictures of all the pretend weddings you guys have had as kids, so many pictures of yuuta in his dad’s huge tux jacket and you in a big shirt with a makeshift belt that’s really just an extra long friendship “bracelet” yuuta made for you bc he was trying to make a bracelet big enough to show you how much he loves you, but he ran out of beads :(((

school is harder for him as you two get older, yuuta doesn’t make friends nearly as easily as he did with you but he always has you and it just makes him more in love with you… the horimiya of this all……. yuuta trying to recede into the background but you’re the friend that pulls him out of his own head and introduces him to maki and toge and yuuji and megumi and nobara and everyone else and sometimes he just sits at the lunch table w everyone and thinks how lucky he is to have all his friends but esp you because none of it would be possible w/o you :(( definitely gets a piece of food thrown at him by nobara who’s calling him out for looking dazed and lovesick but he just blushes and tries to hide it behind stuffing his face he’s so cute god,,,……. definitely doesn’t help that you call him cute too and he’s *////////* all day… doodling your name in his book is so real he’s definitely written “(_____) okkotsu” on a handful of pages which is why he’s so weirdly anxious/protective of his notebook he would literally fizzle away into dust if anyone every saw it GOD

don’t even get me started on the failed confessions PLS so many times he tries to hype himself up to leave a note in your locker or ask you out but either something goes wrong or he’s not specific enough, so it always seems platonic…. the misfortunes of yuuta…. leaving a letter in your locker on valentine’s day but he forgot your way more popular than him, so it’s just one of many notes buried in there and ofc he’s a fool so he didn’t sign his pls 😭 asking you to get ice cream after school and it’s cool, but the next day he sees you getting ice cream w megumi and he’s like oh… wait… you probably do that will all ur friends ofc,,,, just constant blundering i love him sooooo bad

the only time he gets it right is prom, and i can see him either (1) being fed up by his own blundering and really wanting to get it right, (2) being worried/jealous about hearing other people’s plans to ask you to prom, (3) you teasing him about waiting for a certain somebody to ask youuuuuu…. he definitely stutters and stumbles a bit, but he’s yuuta he’s just a sweetheart so it’ll work out :(((

[explorevenus]

haaay venus.. listen HEAR ME OUT TELL ME IF THIS MAKES SENSE

tw for sexual abuse/manipulation

okay so boom, puppy girl x older!leon an iconic duo but puppy baby is adopted by leon after she’s been sitting in a shelter

poor thing was part of some sorta recuse mission from a hybrid prostitution ring and that’s all she’s ever known,, but leon wouldn’t force her to anything but she’s so eager to show him how she loves and leon isn’t gonna deny her and is more than happy for her to show how she does that

quite on quite special thing she can do end quote

omg sorry if this is random but idk i was thinking i had to share

HIIIIII THANK U FOR SITTING PATIENTLY IN MY INBOX WHILE I SCRAPED MY BRAIN UP OFF THE FLOOR TO RESPOND TO THIS!!!!!!!!!!! the best asks are the ones that start w "hear me out" and "tw for manipulation" like HELLOOOO????? i am HERE!!!! and i got carried away soo this is basically a one-shot LOL

wc: 1.3k

tw for power imbalance, naive puppy girl reader, and precisely one instance of reader calling leon 'daddy'

so anyway ok i love this concept esp if u think of it being di!leon where he's kinda out of the woods as far as his alcoholism goes but he clearly still has some screws loose (esp after maria concussed the ever loving FUCK out of him at alcatraz) bc i think he's outwardly normal for the most part but...... only for the most part..

BUT LISTEN LISTEN I'M NOT SAYING HE'S EVIL OR ANYTHING JUST STAY WITH ME FOR A SEC HERE

so of course, leon being leon, he feels this intense need to protect you after you're rescued, because he saw firsthand the conditions you were living in, the inhumane expectations placed upon you, the lack of proper treatment, the way it all affected you. he never went into this with any kind of intention of taking advantage of you at all.

but you certainly don't make it easy for him.

you're so sweet, so grateful to him for saving you and giving you a good home with him, and you look at him like he hung the fucking moon. he's not coming home to an empty apartment anymore, he's coming home to an eager and excitable puppy girl clinging to his knees and smothering him in wet kisses and grinding her drooling cunt all over his boot.

the first time it happened, he barely knew how to react, because he was just so caught off-guard. he tutted at you and caught your attention with a sharp whistle, commanding you to heel, and you did, but not without a sorrowful whine and the most pouty expression he'd ever seen in someone's wide, pleading eyes, like you were starving and he'd just scolded you for daring a bite to eat.

it made him feel like a monster and he didn't know how to handle it. you were whining and asking him why, but he wasn't sure how to explain why. he wasn't sure how to explain to you that it just wasn't appropriate to do things like that without asking, because you'd only ever known doing things like that without asking, or being asked. he didn't want to continue that cycle with you, he didn't want to set the precedent that you owed him anything, especially not that you owed him anything like that.

but that didn't stop him from stroking his dick raw to the thought of you the first chance he got, pumping his cock in the shower with a hand over his mouth like a teenager trying not to get caught. it made him feel like a nasty old perv, but jesus christ, that warmth on your cheeks, the lack of focus in your eyes, the way your pink tongue fluttered out to wet your plush bottom lip... it was so wrong, but fuck, it made him so god damn hard, he couldn't help it.

it was the six-month anniversary of the day he brought you home that he finally, finally caved. he'd brought you your favorite dinner, showered you in new toys and treats and anything else your little heart desired, he even took you on a walk! by the end of the evening you were so giddy but so tuckered out, and leon was quite pleased with himself for spoiling you.

and you were quite pleased with him too.

you were snuggled up on the couch together watching a movie, your head in his lap, his fingers stroking lovingly through your hair, and all you could think about was how lucky you were. how grateful. leon was your whole world now, so kind and attentive and sweet to you after so many years of being used up and tossed aside like a tissue by a revolving door of scary people. you adored him, you loved him. and you really wanted to show it.

the last few times you'd tried, he hadn't been outwardly receptive, but you were hoping he'd keep up his streak of spoiling you today, because your mouth was already watering and your panties were just as wet.

so you pawed at the front of his jeans a little bit, nuzzling your head closer to the center of his lap. it didn't require a stroke of genius to understand what you were getting at, the implication clear as day, but the short time it took for him to decide how to handle this was enough for your attention to ramp up to a degree he could no longer ignore.

you were tugging at his fly with your teeth, little hands seeking out the button and the hem in tandem, and it was all he could do to clear his throat and tug gently at your hair to make you pause what you were doing to look at him. your pupils were wide like saucers.

"what'cha doin' down there, pretty puppy?" he asked casually-- despite the way his sex was starting to throb right now-- quirking a brow at you.

"playing," you grinned, chancing a light kitten lick to his navel, where his shirt had ridden up a touch. "saying 'thank you.'"

that response would have broken his heart if his heart wasn't currently so preoccupied with pumping all his blood to his dick, the delicate pass of your tongue along his happy trail making him shudder. "saying 'thank you?'"

"yeah," you moaned, nodding dumbly against his grip at your hair. "you're so nice to me, daddy, i love you so much... i jus' wanna say thank you..."

and for fuck's sake, how could he possibly say no to that? you were panting and whining and squirming all over him like you were in fucking heat, drooling all over the denim that restricted his growing interest, because you wanted this. you wanted him, you wanted to thank him and express your love for him in the only way you knew how. what sense did it make for him to continue denying you that, huh? on your half-gotcha-day, no less...

"fuck it," he grumbled to himself, head falling back so he could stare at the ceiling while he helped you yank his pants down, because quite honestly, he couldn't really look at himself right now.

but you? oh, you. you were so pretty as you draped to your knees between his spread legs and lapped at the underside of his dick, eyes rolling back and saliva dribbling down your chin, one hand sneaking down between your own legs to toy with your clit while you worked. he'd never seen someone so painfully turned on by servicing others, like it'd been beaten into your head from the dawn of time, and there was just no other mode of function for you.

you poor thing.

his calloused hand came down to grasp a handful of your hair, tugging at the space between your soft ears and just barely catching the way your tail swung haphazardly back-and-forth like a metronome of dead weight to the pace of your slurping and moaning. everything about this was so fucking obscene, he hadn't even finished yet and he already felt like he needed to take a shower, but then he just started thinking about fucking you in the shower, and that was the moment he knew he was done for.

there was no way in hell this would be a one-time thing with the way you were blowing him like the rent was due and loving every minute of it. he feared he just found his new favorite hobby.

"g-god, baby, fuck," he groaned, hips jerking forward to push himself that much deeper down your throat, and aside from a quiet whine of surprise, you seemed to adjust to it pretty quickly. "i... i don't even wanna know who taught you that, just... ngh... don't fucking stop..."

and you didn't. you couldn't, not until he'd reach his end and give you your treat. leon hadn't even noticed you'd flooded your panties with cum twice over already, the pads of your fingers still desperately circling your aching jewel, occasionally dipping further down to tease at your hole because it just felt so good to finally do this for him, to finally taste him as you'd dreamed of for so long, to tell him thank you.

his grip at your hair tightened, his hips shaking and rutting into your silky mouth, and at last, he erupted on your tongue with a long, deep groan. you were drinking him in so greedily that he nearly had to push you off, the overstimulation bringing him to the brink of his own control. but as soon as his hand switched from pulling you closer to nudging you back, you took the hint, and you pulled off of his cock with a wet sound.

you were both panting for breath now, but you looked like an adorable little mess with all that drool along your mouth and tears leaking from your eyes. more than anything, though, you looked sated, like you'd just had your first meal in weeks... so did he really have anything to feel guilty about?

"that's a good girl, sweetheart," he cooed breathlessly, scratching lazily behind your ears as you squished your cheek up against his inner thigh, preening. "such a good baby..."

[gumbootillustrations]

feesh

closeups, refs, n other stuff under the cut (//cw: mild nudity (female presenting nipples))

blue marlin dante. u know him, u love him, hes just a lil dude. fun fact abt marlin in general - when they get excited (ie on the hunt), they light up w bioluminescent cells!! im not suuuper sure on the science of it (im a historian, not a marine biologist), but i think its super neat. anyway, when dante (and the rest of his family) get emotional (excited/upset/angry), they light up too!! dante lights up blue - this is what the blue stripes on his skin are.

where dante is based on a blue marlin, gene is based on a black marlin! they're a lot bigger than blue marlin, and i thought it was fitting given that he's older and stronger (thanks shadow knightism) than dante. additionally, he lights up red instead of blue/grey - he used to light up in a similar colour to dante, but after he got shadow knight'd, his bioluminescence changed to red. its real fucking creepy when hes in combat n he lights up all blood red n scary, esp in the dark. rahh.

and finally, the lovely @xyxofspades's fish donna!! i based her design on a kahawai (i think theyre called like. sea trout or australian salmon outside of aotearoa?? idk. theyre kahawai to me n always will be). theyre pretty n turquoise n yeah the colour scheme fits donna so kahawai donna.

idk. feesh.

[stevenssticks]

hey p, i was wondering if u could write abt james and/or kirk with a reader that struggles with penetration? 💗

ohhh my god ok how abt both of them??? esp when they’re older and experienced??? what if i died. now strap in this is long

you don’t remember or care how you got like this, you had just gone over to kirk’s for a drink. a peculiar little relationship, you had, with him and james. you being far younger than the two of them, but still enjoying their company all the same. when you moved onto the street, they were the first to welcome you, living on either side of your small house.

the conversation had started when you all were all loose, a little tipsy. and had started babbling uncontrollably about how everything hurts when kirk had asked how your dating life had been. it had spilled out and maybe, just maybe you were too comfortable talking about how no guy who has fucked you has ever been able to make it good, or even tolerable for you. how even by yourself anything more than a finger was painful. james and kirk sitting and listening as you voice your uncertainties.

now here you are on kirk’s bed, james behind you, arms around your near naked body while kirk kisses you so sweetly. ah yes, they’d offered to try to make you feel good themselves. hesitantly, unsure if they had read your body language wrong, with the way you had always looked at them with such a deep desire in your eyes. they’re glad they weren’t. they’d never been more right about something in their lives.

“gonna make you feel good, honey.” kirk murmurs while james kisses up your neck, sucking a deep spot under your ear as you tilt back to give him more access. you squirm in his hold, hands grasping his forearms tight as james continues to pleasure you, breath mixing with yours and kirk’s as he kisses you silly. kirk starts to continue down your body, making you arch and slither his hands in between you and james to unclasp your bra. letting you shimmy out of it.

“fuck, are you a sight…” james murmurs behind you in between more kisses to your neck and shoulders. kirk moves to suck at your nipples. rolling each of them on his tongue while he plays with the other. while he keeps that up he pushes a hand down into your panties. you gasp, legs flailing out for a second before james grabs them and pushes them down to the bed. kirk rubs light circles over your clit, while james turns your head to him to take you in a deep kiss.

they’re both so invested in this, invested in making you feel good. you never thought that this would make it out of your deepest desires late at night, when you’re alone and longing for the two of them. but here they are.

kirk moves downward, and james takes the opportunity to play with your tits himself. pinching and tugging until you start to squirm and kirk has to push you back down into james’ chest.

kirk looks up at you with those beautiful brown eyes, tapping your hip in a silent question. you break the kiss with james to let out a small “please…” and kirk is yanking your panties down your legs. james’ arms come to hook around them, pulling your limbs back until you’re spread as wide as you’re willing to go for them. kirk takes a careful hand and rubs your clit with his thumb gently.

“we’re gonna make you feel good, okay? don’t even need to go all the way if you don’t want to.” james states from behind you, murmuring into your skin sweetly. you nod and let out a small whine as kirk presses down more firmly on your clit, coming down to rest on his stomach before blowing hot breath over your folds.

when kirk licks a stripe up your center you whine again, covering your mouth with your hand that james quickly pulls away and instead replaces with his mouth. kirk licks and sucks at your entrance, fucking you with his tongue and it actually doesn’t hurt, calming your nerves as he keeps up the pace while his thumb still works wonders on your clit.

you bring a hand down to kirk’s hair, yanking a little that releases a moan deep in his throat. he pushes his face further into you, and you feel james hard and grinding against your ass, so turned on by the sight in front of him and you wonder if he can get off completely like this.

james brings a hand down to where kirk is playing with you, replacing his hand and taking his turn at pleasuring you while kirk keeps his mouth on you.

“doing so good for us, honey. you want more? we’ll give you whatever you want.” and oh is that not the sweetest thing you’ve heard all day. they’re both so caring, so gentle with you and you melt into their grip even further. your legs shake as you nod, knowing what’s coming. “we’re gonna go slow, baby. don’t worry. this is about making you feel good.”

kirk sits up on his heels to watch james move his right hand down to your entrance, slick from kirk’s mouth and your juices. kirk holds your legs up higher, watching closely for any discomfort as james slowly slides a finger in. you squirm at the intrusion, much different from kirk’s tongue. a little uncomfortable, and you start to get nervous again, locking up and tightening around james’ finger. james and kirk notice almost as if they share a brain, both acting to soothe you. kirk massages your hips while james whispers more reassurance toward you, and in that moment they decide that they’re not gonna go all the way with you tonight. you’re too wound up and you have to get used to them.

instead, kirk pulls down his pants and underwear before removing james’ fingers to press his cock between your folds. “fuck, that’s good..” you hear him murmur. making eye contact with james behind you as he starts to grind himself against you. you relax again at the pleasure of kirk rubbing up against your clit with his tip, eyes lidded and lustful as he watches you fall apart for him. “wait- wait…” you gasp, and kirk stops immediately, your next move surprising him.

you get up and turn over onto your hands and knees, pressing your thighs together so kirk can slide his cock in between them. you look up at where james is still sitting against the headboard, rubbing his hard on over his jeans and unzipping his fly and unclasping the button. you pull his underwear down, letting his hard cock rest against his stomach as you feel kirk slide in between your thighs, pressing up against your clit with his shaft again and you whine out long and high.

you go back to the task at hand of getting james off too, taking him and rubbing your palm up the shaft. you plant little kisses all over his tip, sucking while you use your hand on the rest of him. you feel one of kirk’s fingers make it’s way back to your entrance, and you brace as he pushes it in to loosen you up again, but it’s the farthest you’ll get tonight. you have time.

kirk’s hips slap against your ass with each thrust, wet, obscene sounds coming from your pussy as you mouth at james’ cock. kirk keeps fucking your thighs while his finger keeps fucking your hole, and you’re so fucking close you could cry. james knows it, and he starts praising you again, knowing exactly what buttons to push.

“that’s it sweetheart, so pretty like this. you gonna cum? cmon, you’ve been so good for us. you can do it, deserve it for making us feel so good.” kirk is an incoherent mess behind you, determined to make you cum before he does. he pulls his finger out of you and hunches over you, hips thrusting faster and more uncoordinated as he bear hugs you. the closeness, the skin on skin, sends you over the edge with a howl. you vaguely feel james’ cum hit your chest and collarbones as you come down from your high, delirious, and then almost fall into a puddle of kirk’s cum when he lets go of your hips.

kirk laughs at how fucked out you are, finding it endearing and so precious that him and james get to see you like this.

“did so good for us, honey… we’ll get you farther next time, okay?” you nod enthusiastically at the thought of a “next time,” that having been the best sex you’ve had with someone. james pulls you back up into his arms, hugging you tight and close while you close your eyes, resting your head on his chest. kirk yanks the top sheet off his bed, throwing it somewhere and then crawling into bed with the two of you.

“hey… i want a turn.” james looks at kirk and huffs, letting you go so you can instead be in between the two men, coming to rest with their arms around you peppering little kisses all over your body.

—-

P figure out how to close out a story challenge (IMPOSSIBLE)

[oomox]

I asked this man “is my anxiety lying to me or is it truly a bad idea to send this email” and he said “no you’re right, I’ll make the inquiry for you tho don’t worry” and now I feel even worse

i don’t want to face my emails today 😭

[choccy-milky]

Their kids are so cute omg i'm gonna dir of adorableness

lewis: then die LMFAOO NO BUT FRR THANK UU IM GLAD U THINK SO🥹🥹💖💖💖all the love for them (esp lewis) gave me the idea to draw him deflecting all the attention so ty for giving me the excuse to post it....we luv our aloof distant boi🥰

its funny bc i was JUST talking about this recently, but i dont like pet names at all BAHAH, hence why seb and clora dont call each other anything, not even nicknames.... seb calls her the light/princess/a bird sometimes as playful and teasing jokes, but doesnt actually address her like that. and clora always calls sebastian by his full name as well, bc i was basing her dialogue/my writing off the game dialogue...bc for as close as anne and ominis are to seb, both of THEM call him sebastian in full, so maybe it was a victorian thing that nicknames werent really common? plus clora's so proper that it just feels like its in her personality to always call seb "sebastian"... i feel like if she ever DID call him "seb" he'd do a double take and be like ...HUH? who are you???......are you polyjuiced? LMAO. i do imagine seb calling clora "love" when they get older tho (not in hogwarts) bc i like how simple it is, and imagining him saying stuff like 'careful, love' makes me🫠🫠🫠🫠

aw TYY💖💖 honestly i didnt give the victorian setting TOO much thought, other than making clora more modest/not used to wearing trousers etc. like the actual victorian courting process was that youd ALWAYS be chaperoned by at least 1 other person and you wouldnt be able to kiss or anything, so the fact that our mcs are in a co-ed school with free reign already ruins that, so i wouldnt worry too much about it. a lot of it you can just wave off with the excuse that wizard society is more advanced than muggle society, which is true anyway LOL. i just kept the parts that i thought were fun/made it feel victorian ENOUGH but got rid of the stuff that was too annoying (one big example being the amount of clothing they wear....i said it in the notes for one of my chapters, but i wasnt about to make seb go through like 5 different layers just to touch cloras titty LMFAO) and no i didnt have 1 specific website i used, id just google "blank in victorian times" and look through all the articles and resources i could on that subject, and take little bits of it. SO YEA i wouldnt worry about it too much, just take what you want if you think it could enrich your story, and leave stuff out if its annoying to deal with BHAHA. and GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR WRITING!!💖💖

BAHAHA yeah sebs bark was defs bigger than his bite when it came to actually having kids/getting clora pregnant LOL. he defs loves the pregnancy part, but i feel like seeing her go through the actual labour was super hard on him/made him feel guilty bc he hates to see her in pain, let alone bc of HIM. not to mention that i imagine he would still work even once they have kids, so to leave clora with like 6 kids by herself isnt something he would have wanted to do LOL. once both lewis and celeste are in hogwarts tho i actually imagine seb and clora still doing curse breaking as well (albeit less dangerous jobs/not as far away) BUT YES having a third kid that looks like seb and is sassy like anne would be SO CUTEEE...a happy accident is a good idea too, tho i kinda like the idea of it being cloras idea.....like, she gets baby fever again now that the kids are kinda growing up and sebs like no i dont wanna put u through that again... but obvs seb wouldnt be able to resist if clora was begging seb to put a baby in her LMFAOOO its already as good as done at that point😇😇 AND THANK YOU, and im glad you liked it!!!🥹💖💖💖

@the-kcm-muggleborn AWWW ur right thats so pretty.....ty for showing me!!🥹and im glad it make you think of clora...SHE WOULD APPROVE OF THESE STUDIES👌⭐🌙

[joejhang]

ok so i made a post abt andrew's "misogyny" a while ago and if i'm being honest that was sort of a joke. yes i know u can be misogynistic while having female friends. obviously. i didn't think people would take it that seriously. if i'm being completely serious about this, i still don't think i would say andrew's a misogynist. it just isn't the right word. i do think he has a wariness of women the same way neil has an ingrained wariness of older men, and that is borne out of the emotional trauma he carries from tilda and cass. still, i don't think he dislikes people in particular because of gender or race or anything like that. as ppl said in the tags, andrew is very much an equal opportunity hater. i think the bone i'm trying to pick here is the wording. i don't think andrew hates women, i think he has an ingrained mistrust and wariness of them developed from the emotionally scarring relationships he's had w women (esp mother figures) in the past, but that doesn't equate to misogyny imo. he doesn't treat them any worse or better than anyone else. i also don't want to tell anyone what to think r.e. andrew's character. y'all can feel free to agree/disagree but just do it respectfully it's really not that hard. i don't think saying that he isn't a misogynist robs him of any depth as a character, and i'm not saying he's even a good person, i just don't like the connotations of that statement and i think there's a lot more nuance there than the simple statement "andrew is a misogynist" doesn't cover, and i think that does rob andrew's character of a lot of depth. take from this what you will, but this is just my personal opinion and i'm tired of reading ppl saying my first post is oversimplifying or glazing like it was in jest. this is me being serious.

[aalghul]

I don't understand why people keep making Jason take caretaker positions in life (talking mostly abt Tim fics) like ??? so much of what makes him tragic is that he was a child forced in those positions esp in regards to Catherine and even himself. WHY WOULD U WANT THAT FOR HIM ?????? also. the age gap is 2 years. For Tim and Jason specifically. Damian + Duke I still understand but TIM ?????????

I don't understand ??? Why people want to push this position onto him at all ?????? Insights if any are appreciated :}

probably any combination of the following:

a) they do not remember how young jason is himself (only 18 when tim is 16 in teen titans #29)

b) they know his age but for some reason it doesn't compute in their head and they still treat him like he's much older than he is

c) jason is just a prop for tim to get comforted. he as a character does not matter; his only role is to offer tim, who does matter (but is also ooc and is blatantly acting as a self-insert), whatever the fan wants tim to have (comfort, protection, a chance to voice insecurities regarding his role in the batfamily, etc).

this means that jason's role as caretaker for his dying mom when he was 10-11 is irrelevant. at most, it's a cheap throwaway line about catherine not "choosing" him over her addiction. jason's time months of homelessness and forced independence serves only as a precursor to him naturally taking the role of caretaker for tim, who has had it much worse (and this will be said or heavily implied) because *checks notes* he went to boarding school/was left with a caretaker who genuinely cared for him while his parents weren't home. (tim's preference for independence is irrelevant because his role is to be projected onto.)

this is why I'm not fond of any story where jason has to actively take on a caretaker role for anyone younger than him. it's what most people reach for because it seems to be an easy way to soften his character without doing any work. throw a random kid at him and have jason be called dad! now he can chill out without anyone putting in any effort. please ignore that he's 18-early 20s and missed at least 1.5 years of his life and didn't get a proper childhood or normal teenage growth socially. he's a teen father now but it's okay we supplemented that by making him 6'4 and more muscular than bruce so now he doesn't appear that young. yay.

I think the focus with jason needs to be personal growth and forming connections with people outside of the bats. pushing him into caretaking roles does nothing but limit his options and take focus away from him as an individual....when that's already been the case for most of his life, for varying reasons. one of the worst things that could happen to him as a character.