#grow up and give me some fucking representation already

[thereadingchallengechallenge]

Quick Review: Kings, Queens and In-Betweens by Tanya Boteju Rating: 5/5

This is so queer and unique and fun and I don't know why more people haven't read it??? If you've ever wanted to read a book about a baby drag king, find yourself a copy of this!

There's a disaster lesbian, a questioning trans girl, the fiercest and friendliest of drag queens and great things to hear about the complexities of friendship, family and forgiveness. And a really cute dog.

[fernlessbastard]

Opinions on transfem/Trans woman c!Wilbur? If you havent already, since its a slightly popular Hc w c!W

honestly I'm mostly indifferent ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

it's not for me, but like I've got no particularly strong feelings either way. I can absolutely see a lot of reasons for that reading - it all does fit, so it's not a matter of there being no justification, but more so just personally I just don't hold that headcanon

the thing with either of them being trans is that like, I am for some reason oddly attached to Quackity being specifically and strictly a man who's into men, or at the very least masc individuals - maybe it's cause I just started off with that "hc" (I mean it is kinda pretty heavily canon - I don't recall him ever flirting with a woman). Wil being mtf would obviously make all of that very complicated - each time I start to think about it I can't help but think if 1. is there any way for Q to still be into Wil without that invalidating Wil's gender identity 2. is there any way for Q - a gay man - to have feelings for a woman that doesn't invalidate his sexual identity Like, exceptions happen, but mm idk It's obvioulsy completely different if you hc Q as pan/bi/homoflexible/whatever else, but yeah personally I'm just really attached to the idea of Q being strictly homosexual

When it comes to the nonbinary umbrella it's kinda similar (with both being amab) - with Wil it works i'd say, there isn't as much of a conflict with Quackity's sexuality, but again, I'm mostly indifferent and you do you; with Q it just kinda doesn't quite fit for me - idk he just has relatively binary man vibes imo

in regards to other combinations of one/both of them being trans: > Wil's ftm - yeah sure I'm down with that, good for him, I don't actively hc that but like yeah no conflict there, plus I guess it'd explain how he had Fundy - though fantasy mpreg makes it so much funnier > Q's mtf - idk personally i just don't feel it in the slightest. He doesn't really give me any of those vibes. Especially considering things like the fact that he's short, has longer hair, is/used to be a sex worker (with presumably male clients), is heavily (and at the very least primarily, if not exclusively) into men, canonically has a big ass, etc, so it just really doesn't sit right with me to then have him be mtf - I just want some more representation of those characteristics in men for once, y'know? It's just feels like it's perpetuating stereotypes. Of course there is no wrong way to be trans - if you're trans, you're trans, and that is valid and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. But we're talking about a fictional character, so if we have a character that's amab, likes men, is a sex worker, is short, has long hair, isn't trying to be this stereotypical "perfect big strong alpha male", is emotionally invested in their romantic life (which additionally is messy), then turning around and saying "woman" just feels like we're just going off stereotypes, and ignoring an example of a great, rare, pretty subversive representation of a man who might come off as feminine at times, but is still fully a man, and all those things that are stereotypically assigned to women and a fem gender identity don't make him any less of a man. Especially the fact that he's into men - it does personally just immediately remind me of all the "a gay man is just a woman" talk (and maybe it's cause I'm from Poland and in my 20s now so i really did grow up hearing those sentiments quite a lot). And obviously i'm not saying that that's what you're doing when you hc Q as mtf, but i am explaining my personal headcanons and reasonings for them, as well as reasoning for why I don't headcanon other things. > Q's ftm - ok so, it fits. And I really really hate that it fits. It would make so much sense but holy fuck guys I cannot handle that ok - I'm ftm, and if he's cis then I can like at least partially remove myself from all of that... but if he's ftm then holy fucking shit everything just hits so much harder like guys I'm not strong enough to handle the pain of seeing this much of myself in him ok I will simply collapse, like him being seen as an object and sexualised and put down and belittled and pressured to be all submissive and shit just hits so completely different if you see it through the lenses of him being ftm and let me fucking tell you I am NOT ready for the breakdown thinking about it and how similar and in some cases identical to my own experiences it all is would cause m > ANYWAY with them both being trans it's just a combination of my previous thoughts as they apply ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

hope that answers your question UwU anyway ha ha bye--/lh

[shikai-the-storyteller]

I want to share what Quackity said during his Twitter Space today since it was in Spanish and I know most folks probably didn't catch it:

[ Link to the full translation ]

Quackity: Every day I fall more in love with [QSMP]. I love it. I love this project because it's pretty unique, and what's so cool about it is that many cultures are getting together and the communities are getting along. Growing up as a Latino, I had never seen so much representation, so I'm glad I can do that myself. I told my team that we need to have lots of communication with the creators. We're always talking to them to see if they need anything. We're proud of that! I've seen a lot of discourse about the Eggs. I wanna be clear about why the Eggs are part of the server: it's not about the Eggs, but about what they represent. They represent the communication between cultures and communities. The Egg dynamic has been an evolving thing that allows different cultures and communities to communicate because they have something in common.

It's not about giving the creators tasks! It's something to let people communicate. Believe me that the team is aware of the creators that aren't fond of this dynamic, but this has been something that allowed the creators to break certain barriers. This is why the Eggs have lasted so long. We keep adding more members, it's not like we just added some and that's it. We keep adding more members.

We know that some creators don't like the dynamic. Look at Étoiles, he doesn't give a fuck and he just minds his business! And that's something the creators can do!

We've already said that we're going to ban people who are being too intense [in the chat]. There are people from both extremes: those who love the eggs and those who hate them and keep saying "kill them!" So yeah, I've seen some discourse about it, so I wanted to talk about what it represents. I'm proud of this project and thank you to everyone for the support.

We know that there are always going to be intense people, but we also know that most people want to enjoy the content without arguing! The QSMP creators have already said we're going to ban people who are crying in the chat.

[ Here's a TLDR of the rest of the things he talked about: ]

Quackity said in the future, new dynamics will be implemented that are adapted to the type of content other creators make. It won't just be Egg stuff, there is much more coming.

He's going to try and go to Twitchcon Paris because Baghera, Etoiles, Kameto, and Antoine (and maybe Forever + some of the other Brazilians) will be there. Either way, Twitchcon Paris will definitely have a lot of QSMP creators meeting up!

Quackity says he's really hoping he can meet up with Roier again sometime because he misses him :(

On his private, he also said this:

TLDR: Trust Quackity and his team! They've proven time and time again that they listen to feedback and they're always looking out for the community and members of the server. If you see people being dumb or toxic, block them and move on, don't amplify their voices. Spread love, not hate.

[deluweil]

Here's the thing, I have nothing against Lou/Tommy, but the accessive enthusiasm of him returning and everyone already talking about him showing up for next season,

Which if any of you watched for the last 7 seasons, it is very possible because writers love to drag temps over to the next seasons because apparently breakups are for season beginners, mostly (except for taylor),

is very off-putting.

1. Because the dude literally just showed up and they haven't even had one worthy make out session to even call it a situationship.

2. Buck hurt Eddie physically to get into Tommy's mouth and pants, which ruined it for me from the start tbh and Tommy had nothing to do with it, he was just there.

3. Buck has made Maddie's day, his coming out party - that is a big NO in my book. Because one, dude you literally came out, what if you decide eventually that you don't want this or don't want this with this specific first-guy-ever anymore? And two SHE IS YOUR SISTER THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS HAVE HER LEAVE ON HER HONEYMOON BEFORE YOU KILL YOUR PARENTS OF A HEART- ATTACK.

Even if they "seem accepting" to Buck’s face, this takes time to process, something better revealed in time and in private, once one is sure. Not thinking and talking about this the whole wedding!

And yes, I know, Buck is impulsive, but think for a second, would you want your baby brother to hijacke your wedding after so long of planning it? I know I would have killed him.

Would have told him in advance that if he's bringing his new boyfriend to my wedding, he better tell our parents first. Because this is my fucking day!

I love Buck, but his self-centered personality rubs me the wrong way this season.

Maybe because I wanted to see him growing the fuck up after 7 years and so many traumas and experiences and therapy that he went through, but nope, same old Buck, only instead of the dating the girl who gave him attention, he's seeing the guy who gave him attention.

It's annoying, it's off putting and frankly I am so mad at the writers and Tim for this because these characters deserved better.

And don't talk to me about representation because Shonda did the bi representation in Station 19 perfectly to the point that I was bummed that Travis and Eli didn't end up as endgame even though I loved Emmett with Travis.

Again somehow the 911 writers managed to taint for me what should have been and amazing experience, independent completely of buddie, but no they managed to not only mix Eddie and Buck with Tommy, the whole thing came at the expense of Eddie, physically and mentally, because not only did Buck not apologized to Eddie, Eddie also lost his new friend who now fawns over Buck.

So screw this storyline, I hate it and I hate how everyone is OK with everything that happened in the story, just because Buck is doing a dude(kissing really, there was no doing yet).

There's a lot of blocking in my future, most are just ppl who either came in now because of bi Buck or those who came from other disappointing fandoms and are just here for the rep not the actual story.

But some of us have been here since S1, we want the rep, but we want it to be complimenting, we want to fall in love with the character before it turns into a LI, we want the emotion, the connection, the obvious love building over several years.

Like Casey and Gabby and Severide and Stella, like Maya and Carina, like Travis and Emmett (even though I liked Eli better for him) like Sullivan and Natasha.

I want an emotional payout, give up the surprises, and the wrecked trucks and ships, just tell a good story!

And for the love of all that's holy, enough with the last-minute changes, those never turn out well in the long run. They literally started from scratch when they made the switch between Eddie and Buck.

Also in my opinion, Eddie had a LOT more chemistry with Lou/Tommy than Buck. It would have made so much more sense, in the catholic guilt and internal homophobia department, the nun and supposedly commitment issues was weak at best.

It could have been epic. 😩

And yes, Buck could have started the season single, no harm in that, maybe make him, I don't know, actually growing into something that he would like without someone else to pet his ego? Go back to therapy, work for the LT. exams, be interim captain, realize his worth and learn to love himself for him, not because someone else gave him attention and that made him preen, get him somewhere worthy. Even lessons with Tommy without involving Eddie in this would have been great.

Just something that shows character development, because up until now all I get is S2/S3 Buck and I've seen that movie before, I want my money back.

I realize this is harsh, and normally, I would stick to the light and fun and ignore the rest, but this had to be said out loud so I can go back to that.

That being said, as I said, I will watch Madney wedding purely for Madney. Anything else is just a bonus. I can't wait for that bachelor party and see wth happens to Chimney.

Happy Monday, my loves. ❤️

[gabriel-xander]

Don't Forget

[Sans x Female!Reader]

28: Two Trucks Having Sex

A/N: The multiple shifts of tone in this chapter, I feel, is a perfect representation of this story as a whole, and how most people can experience life in a single day. Call it bad writing or disorganized, it’s okay. I’m perfectly happy with how it came out. :) That being saidddd 😩

TRIGGER WARNINGS:

In the last part of the chapter will include:

-Discussions about depression

-Minor mentions of suicidal thoughts/tendencies

-Very corny ass romance

Reader’s Discretion is Advised! I hope you enjoy this chapter: Two Trucks Having Sex 😩👍

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HEAVEEEE!!!

HOOOOO!!!!!

You squeeze your eyes shut, pushing and pushing the mattress with all your might. No matter how much strength and effort, the amount of focus to ignoring your growing cramps, all the [Y/ussy] you’re putting in…

YOU CAN’T GET SANS’ FUCKING MATTRESS OUT OF HIS ROOM!!

Finally, almost a week later, they’ve successfully convinced you to move into Sans’ room while Sans roomed with his brother. You guys were in the process of moving the shorter skeleton’s belongings while you volunteered to move his dingy ass mattress. However, that was currently proving to be more of a challenge than your ego was ready for.

You lean pathetically against his worn-out mattress that was caught in the door, openly weeping at your own weakness and pain.

Papyrus, your beloved, was behind you and watched you with nervous eyes. He offered to do it himself, but you wanted to prove yourself for some fucking reason. Sans was moving his other stuff into his brother’s room, so it was just you and Skeletor.

“EHM… [Y/N]… ARE YOU ALRIGHT?”

“I’m shitting tears, Papyrus.”

“EW… ARE YOU REALLY?”

“No!”

You put your arm around your stomach, “Oh, God. My stomach…!”

“WH–[Y/N], WHAT IS WRONG?!”

Papyrus is right by your side, hovering his hands over you and unsure what to do. You’re legitimately crying now, hugging the mattress as if it loved you. But really, you know you’re projecting because no one will ever love you as Kōrenki did, and that one homeless crackhead at the gas station from 4 years ago.

This is it! This is karma for not getting cramps last time! Oh, fuck, you feel actually sick! The cramps are so bad this time!

“what’s going–” Sans shortcuts into the room when he hears you crying, though now he’s unsure if that was a good idea. “-woah, [y/n]. are you okay?”

“AHHH-HAAAA…!!” You sob pathetically, making them both scared, “SOMEBODY SEDATE MEEEE!!!”

──

So, this is a menstrual cycle! Wow, fascinating! Sans has only heard the legends, never once believing he could witness it firsthand!

You were back in the living, lying on the couch while wrapped in a bundle of blankets. Ah, humble beginnings, truly.

Papyrus eagerly volunteered to go to the store to pick up a few things for your comfort, such as a heating pad and a secret plushie that you didn’t ask for. You had already stopped crying but his little brother wanted to do everything to make sure you felt better.

And also…

“WHY DON’T YOU AND [Y/N] GET A LITTLE… CANOODLING SESSION IN WHILE I’M GONE,” His bother had teased, giving Sans a very obvious wink.

A traitor is what his younger brother is. Who could’ve seen this coming? Either way, you very much seem like you’d rather do anything else than canoodle, so the window of opportunity Papyrus gave him will be wasted.

“‘M sorry I got emotional,” You mumble in your burrito blanket, “My cramps just… They really hurt and I was trying to pretend they didn’t.”

“nah, don’t worry about it. you know, i can probably help you out if you told me what i was working with.”

You weakly laugh, “Are you seriously trying to get a human biology lesson from me?”

Sans’ grin widens as he shrugs, “better late than never, right? ‘sides, the more i know, the more i can sympathize with you and be miserable with you.”

“Charming.”

“i do what i can.”

Fine, whatever.

You caved in instantly because you remembered how traumatized Napstablook was when you told him. If you give Sans the actual gross explanation, it might be pretty funny, too. You miss that ghost actually; you text him regularly but you should ask him to hang out soon.

“Do you want to short version or the medical version?” You ask him.

He snorts, “who do you take me for? we’re both scientists here-”

“-Is that how that works?”

“doctors, physicists, tomato, tomato. either way, we’re on the same page here. give it to me straight, doc.”

You give him a look, “…Sure. First things first, I gotta explain the uterus to you.”

“the what?”

──

Sans has this look in his eyes, sitting hunched over on the armrest of the couch by your head, his elbows on his knees while holding his chin in his hands.

Bro is in shambles, but also incredibly flustered if the pink on his face was anything to go by.

You smirk smugly, rubbing his arm to comfort him. That made him more embarrassed of course, but a win is a win.

“That’s how I–well, that’s how women reproduce, and why our periods also suck ass. Thoughts?”

“…none.”

Mmm, pues.

“no wonder blooky was like that on that day,” Sans mutters to himself, thinking things over, “it makes sense…”

…Huh?

“Sannsss,” You whine, “I’m sorry, but can you please get me some cold water?”

“huh? oh, sure.”

He hops off the couch to do just that. He might’ve had his whole world turned upside down, but he’s not going to ignore you because of it. Although you gave him the best explanation to your ability, it gave him great insight on how Sans (and Papyrus too, if Sans were unable to) can help you out with the pain.

You’re sitting up when he returns to you, smiling at his return while holding both hands out for the glass of water. “Wotah,” You beam with an [exaggerated fake accent / exaggeration of your accent], “A glass of wo’ ah.”

“bone apple tea.

“Wo’ ah…”

You happily drink your cold, crispy water. This would hit so much more differently at 3 am.

“hey, i have something i wanna try. i think it can help with the pain,” Sans sits close next to you on your right, “can’t promise that it’ll work, but it won’t hurt you more than you already are.”

You reach over to the side to put the cup on the small table by the couch. Then you look at the monster while nodding, gesturing for him to do what he needs to do to work his magic. He slowly hovers his left hand over your stomach, looking at you for another round of permission. You nod, letting him continue.

His pink, gloved hand rests on your lower stomach, right over where you can still feel the cramps. His eye-sockets narrow in concentration as a light blue aura summons around his hand. Pleasant warmth settles underneath his hand, soothing your cramps almost instantly. You sigh in relief when he starts rubbing your lower stomach, his healing touch soothing your pain and discomfort. Admittedly it’s not completely gone, but holy fuck is that so much better than 2 seconds ago.

You lean to the side to get closer to Sans, smiling in satisfaction and amusement at his tensing up.

“You should call Papyrus and tell him not to buy the heating pad now that we know you can do this,” You say, being 100% serious, “What are you doing, anyway?”

“hm, the short and simple answer is i’m concentrating my magic but not releasing it. it starts to buzz and heat up. and as long as i don’t concentrate too much of my magic…” Sans shifts so you can lay on his side more comfortably, “it stays nice and warm, right?”

“Fuck. Yes. Dude.”

“maybe ‘cause it’s magic, it works a lot faster too, apparently.”

“Yeah…”

“you’re not listening, are you?”

“No, no, I am. I’m just sooo relaxed right now. I’ve never felt this good during a period.”

You can probably fall asleep like this, but how cliche would that be? Do you even care about something like that?

“Thank you so much, Sans. I feel like you’re always–uh, you and Papyrus, are always doing things for me. I don’t know how to repay you guys, or if I ever could,” You scrunch up your nose, “Wait, that sounded too emo.”

“you are the only person i know who’s worried about sounding too emo about expressing your feelings.” He shakes his head, an amused smile morphing into a soft one, “you’ve been great to us too, [y/n]. ain’t nothing you gotta worry about.”

“I’m really happy we turned out like this,” You say suddenly, softly and quietly as if you didn’t want him to hear, “I was really scared of you at first. About how’d you react to me, to an adult human in the Underground. On top of that, I’m like you in that I know how this place runs and what it means to know.”

“I really planned to keep my distance and to just keep everything from you. But… Here we are,” You look at his hand that hasn’t stopped moving on your stomach. “Thank you for giving me a chance. And… thank you for trusting me.”

Trust you? Yeah, Sans supposes that he does. He probably doesn’t trust you more than he trusts Papyrus, but in all fairness, that’s Papyrus. Does he trust you more than Alphys? More than Asgore? More than Grillby?

…

More than Toriel?

He looks at you from the corner of his eyes, watching your breathing get slower and deeper. You’re falling asleep on him. Sans can’t say he minds it, not really. He’s gotten comfortable too and could probably catch a few Z’s himself. He could sleep comfortably around you.

How terrifying.

Sans perceived you as a threat the moment he learned of your existence, and briefly, very recently he perceived you as a threat when you admitted you were like him (like Flowey by extension).

“You don't know if you can Reset,” do you even have a clue how close you were to dying on the spot just so Sans could check that statement? Would you actually be able to come back, or were you honest in thinking you can't? Would you remember the Reset if you could? How betrayed would you feel?

How miserable and guilt-ridden would Sans be once he realized you were telling the truth, and he killed the person he liked for no reason?

Was he willing to gamble such a possibility?

But then you were looking at him with your sad eyes, with your very honest, very vulnerable eyes. You knew what it would cost to reveal that information, and you did it anyway because you trusted that he’d trust you still anyway.

You did it anyway because that’s just the type of person you are.

You are the strangest addition to his life, and this is the last thing he would’ve thought about how your relationship would develop.

And yet, here you two are.

Nearly falling asleep on each other, trusting each other. Though maybe not fully, but enough that Sans could sleep right now and the only thing he’d have to worry about is accidentally waking you up with his bony structure.

Oh, dear.

This is happening faster than Sans was expecting. Faster than he was prepared for.

Sans removes his hand from your stomach and shuffles even closer to you. He reaches his right hand over this time, practically wrapping his arm around you to put his hand back on your lower stomach. He does the same trick, though faster and more improved. In return, you also lean closer to him, both of you using each other to stay upright.

Getting caught canoodling cuddling like this will be a little embarrassing once Papyrus gets back, but neither of you cares at the moment. You assume it’s magic, like always, but Sans' body is more solid than you were expecting. You think taking a nap wouldn’t hurt-

“thank you,” Sans says quietly, “for being better and more than what i gave you credit for.”

You find yourself smiling. You say nothing in return, feeling as if though it wasn’t necessary.

This is nice.

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This is not nice.

You’re scanning items for the customer at Pollux’s shop, a dead look in your eyes from the cramps fucking you to tears. It’s a good ‘ol Tuesday were it not for the fact that your period started 5 days ago and you’re still in agony.

The heating pad Papyrus had bought for you was too big and bulky for you to take to work, and unfortunately, you couldn’t take Sans’ hand off his body and use his magic because that was “weird” and “would probably kill him.”

Fucking loser.

You bag the items and give the customer a fucking salute because you couldn’t be bothered to speak. The poor Snowdrake nods and scurries out of the store, probably never returning again.

You are bad for business today, and it seems Marcine agrees.

“Are you, like, okay?” Marcine asks without an ounce of actual care in her voice, “Not that I, like, care or anything. But you’re negative aura is kinda, like, making me stressed out. I just got a new skincare routine, and, like, one of the instructions is to avoid any stress for, like, the next month and stuff.”

…

You slowly turn to face her, frog blinking on purpose to creep her out. Marcine flinches, looking down at her phone, and shuffles away, mumbling about feeling her skin breaking out. You sigh heavily and slump on the counter, ignoring the bell of a new customer coming in. From the smell of vanilla, you can probably assume it’s Callimare.

You wish that was enough to make you feel better.

You turn your head to the side to take a look at the clock on the far wall. Oh, have you been moping and brooding all this time? Your shift is almost over in 10 minutes.

That’s embarrassing, actually. How did you not notice you were emo the entire shift?

Pollux did ask you why you were upset this time, but you couldn’t tell him without telling him your human biology. Instead, you said it’s a lady thing.

That, apparently, is enough even for monsters to understand.

“Oh, dear. You look so miserable.”

You groan, “Callimare.”

“Y-Yes?”

“Respectfully… With all the love in the world… Please… Just-”

“-AH-HA HA HA! Oh, [Y/n]!” Pollux jumps into the conversation with a nervous and obnoxious laughter, “Your shift is almost over and you’re clearly not okay, just clock out now, yeah?”

“…Yeah, okay.”

Callimare notices how you didn’t even argue, wincing when you drag yourself up to clock out in the employee room. She looks at your savior with a questioning look.

Pollux holds his hands up in surrender, “She said it was lady problem. I stopped asking after that.”

Callimare tilts her head. You can’t be that young, could you? Usually “lady problems” was just a nicer way of saying puberty for female-presenting monsters. Or if you’re pregnant. But you certainly aren’t pregnant, Callimare would know since her sister is currently pregnant.

Of course, she knows you’re actually human (she’s almost certain Pollux knows too) but that makes her wonder just how different it must be for you.

The bell of the door goes off, and Callimare flushes with red instantly, going to busy herself at the usual spot where she and Snowmill like to mingle. Pollux rolls his eyes with a smile, going to find Marcine to put her to work.

The bunny monster looks back at the door, flooding with both embarrassment and confusion at the sight of a skeleton monster walking in. She had assumed that it was Snowmill who arrived early, but it seemed her over-eagerness got the best of her.

She vaguely recognizes him as someone you hang out with a lot, and you’ve spoken about him too. “Sans,” she thinks his name is. Callimare wonders what he’s doing here since he has never shopped here before. Pollux looks confused about his arrival as well, though he doesn’t pay the skeleton monster any mind.

Finally, after a minute, the bell rings again and Callimare knows for sure now that it is Snowmill. Her face feels warm and there’s an uneasy jitter in her chest. Today is the day, she just knows it…!

You, on the other hand, had taken a few minutes in front of the heater in the employee room, pressing yourself against it to soothe your soul. Surprise, surprise, it does not help. In fact, it just made you uncomfortably warm. You finally clocked out and gathered your things, making sure you had what you needed before taking your leave.

As you exit the room, you hear faint voices belonging to Snowmill and Callimare, however, Snowmill sounds a lot more nervous than usual, and Callimare more quieter than she should be. You peek around the corner with concern, but really, you have nothing to be scared of at all.

A little surprised because Sans is also fucking here for some reason, but this ain’t about him!

Snowmilll was holding Callimare’s hands, his little dog face facing the other way but his tail was wagging frantically. Callimare was staring at him with her big ol’ eyes, nodding along to his love confession.

A LOVE CONFESSION!!

Even Marcine had put her phone down to watch, an extremely rare smile on her face! Pollux was grinning ear to ear, incredibly happy that his friends had finally gotten together. And you?

You made sure to sneak out as quietly as you could, trusting that Sans would get the hint and follow after. You think it had to be due to the skeleton’s magic, but the bell didn’t make a sound as you two slipped out.

You walked with him in silence for a moment, waiting until you were a respectable distance before stopping in your tracks.

Sans stops as well next to you, raising a brow, “you good? why you smiling like?”

You cover your grin with your hands, “Callimare and Snowmill…! OHHH, MY GODDD!! AH-HA HA HAA!”

He laughs at your enthusiasm, taking you by the elbow to keep you two walking. “gee, you’re reacting over here like they were your favorite soap opera.”

“BECAUSE THEY WERE SO OBVIOUSLY IN LOVE FOR MONTHS, BONE BOY! I HAD TO WATCH THEM PATHETICALLY PINE OVER EACH OTHER FOR MONTHS, I SAY! MONTHSSSS!”

“i uh–ah ha ha, i didn’t take you to be overly romantic.”

You wave him off to swing your arms with every step, “Oh, come on, Sans! Don’t you think it’s something wonderful?” 

Sans decided of all the moments to let more of his mask slip, it had to be now. “i guess it is for people like them.”

”What do you mean?”

“I mean… those two have been at it every timeline. over and over, they go through the same talk, the same emotions. this is the first time you’re witnessing it, but this isn’t the first time they’ve got their happy ending.”

You slow to a stop. ”…So… What are you trying to say, Sans?”

He shrugs, not picking up on your tone, “they’re happy now, but it's a little hard to be that happy for ‘em when i’ve seen this already from past resets.”

”Huh…”

Sans turns around at your dumbfounded tone. You’re looking at him with… pity.

”What… a miserable way of thinking,” You frown sadly, your words blunt and harsh, “Is that all you see them as now, Sans? I wish I could understand you, but… I just can’t agree with your melancholic nihilism.”

He scoffs, struggling with maintaining his permanent smile. “well, i’m not askin’ you to agree with me.”

”No, I guess you’re not.”

You continue walking, but your expression doesn’t give much away. It would’ve bothered him more if it weren’t for you sharing your thoughts even if your voice is rather flat.

“I used to feel like that, you know? Someone who couldn’t really feel much sometimes, but all I knew was that I just had to survive. That it didn’t even matter if I didn’t feel good or bad about being alive, only that I had to keep living anyway. I couldn’t be bothered to kill myself because I didn’t exactly want to die, but living was becoming too much of a burden in itself.”

The corner of your lips twitched up, “But then I met Kōrenki. I don’t want to be cheesy and say it was love at first sight, and I can’t say it was magical in any way since we bumped heads a lot when we first met. Oh, but Sans. Let me tell you, he changed my life forever, and for the better, too.”

“He made me feel so many things even when I didn’t want to: love, joy, excitement… Anger, resentment, sadness… a weird, inexplicable sense of betrayal. It was weird. He made me feel so many things and brought so much color to my life, but at the same time, I still had that underlying issue of still not caring.”

Sans looks down at his feet, his soul aching in a strange way he can’t describe. Jealousy knowing you used to be in love? Bitterness at how well you understand the mental capacity of his nihilism, yet still feeling emotions against his will?

…

Confusion at your implications…

”Kōrenki told me that he will still love me even when I’m at my lowest, and if I never get better at all. But I could see how much I was hurting him too. Maybe if I wasn’t so focused on how pointless everything was, I would’ve…” You force a chuckle, “I’m not going to tell you that you’ll hurt those around you with that attitude. You’re a grown-ass man, and you can do whatever you want.”

”then what are you getting at? ‘cause i know you didn’t tell me all of that for no reason.”

Your laugh is a little more genuine this time, “My point is… I know what it’s like to think the way you do. I hope maybe one day you can find something—or someone, to remind you what it’s like to care. Or rather, one day you’ll find someone that makes you want to care.”

And Sans, perhaps a little sensitive from the topic and conversation, spits out: “what? like you?”

To his surprise, you just laugh again. Not a fake laugh from hurt, or a laugh to mock him. Just… a laugh of finding something amusing.

Maybe this is one of the many reasons why he likes you. You seem to understand him even when he doesn’t want to be understood. Your smile is enough to make him more sincere even though he doesn’t want to be happy right now.

Is that what you meant? When you said this guy, Kōrenki, would make you feel things when you didn’t want to? He doesn’t think he’s ready to admit it to himself just yet, but maybe you are what he needed all along.

”Maybe! Who knows? I mean, I really like you, Sans. And… And if you feel the same way,” Your cheeks burn at the casual confession, pointedly looking away, “I hope that I can one day be something you can care about. Even just a little bit.”

Sans’ cheekbones darken with red fast, his eye-lights dilate bigger when he looks at you. You both stop walking again, with you slightly ahead.

The tension in the air is so strange and bizarre. One moment you guys are discussing that couple and their successful relationship. The next you’re calling Sans out for his depressive mindset. And now you’re acknowledging your mutual feelings for each other that you two had just let stay quiet this whole time.

If it was anyone else, Sans would probably be uncomfortable with how many times the mood and topic changed in the span of five minutes.

But it’s you.

You’re just as fucked up as he is.

You two don’t always see eye to eye (sockets), but you two understand each other so well. Obviously, there’s still more you have to learn about each other, but from the beginning, you two had fallen into a nearly perfect rhythm. Sans doesn’t have high hopes for himself, and he believes he’s going to feel this strange emptiness for a long time.

But…

If you’re there with him through it all, then Sans might as well enjoy it all with you.

After all…

Sans walks up to you, hesitating for a moment before taking your hand. To his pleasure and surprise, you squeeze his gloved hand. 

“misery loves company, [y/n].”

“Ha-ha! I don’t want to be in misery with you, bone boy. I want to be happy with you,” You say with a teasing smile, “And I think you’re just scared to be happy.”

He should be put off, he should be offended. But your body language, expression, and tone only tell him that you’re not going to push him away or leave him behind. You want to be in a happy relationship (?) and you want it with him.

“can’t blame a skeleton for not havin’ a backbone, can ya?”

“You’re so lame!”

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Greed or Bido for the give me character thing so you can ramble for 3 hours straight grins

okay well i uave to do both of them now. you understand this.

GREED

how i feel about this character:

he is the perfect man. i want to lick him. no further comment

all the people i ship romantically with this character:

BIDO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you know this. bido is such important representation as the first ever Fridged-For-A-Guys-Character-Development Barely-On-Screen Love Interest to be a middle aged bald man. every day i lose my marbles about how im cursed to carry this torch all by myself. four foot something homeless guy says fuck it ill do anything to save this person magnitudes stronger than myself, after ive already lost everything we built together. ill follow him into hell for the faintest chance of saving him. because hes my friend. and then he dies in his arms. abd a flashback of him looking lovingly into his eyes is the last straw to make greed accept friendship into his life again. royai WHO

i went into greed/scar in my scar post so im not typing all that out again but its also so good. extremely potent character development to be had. somebody validate me here im right

my goofy one is greed/madame christmas "married for tax benefits and also every couple years they meet up and have crazy sex" style. only a little bit because i thought about greed getting to say i fucked your mom shitlips to roy mustang.

is there ajybody else. im thinking. Uhhhhh. honestly i dont think so dvdggxf im too committed to the ones ive got and i have to put all my energy into those because NOBODY ELSE IS DOING IT!!! whole fma fandom spinning a roulette wheel to find a new random man they think is hot to ship him with every so often. when they could instead be sipping from my font of boundless wisdom.

my non-romantic otp for this character

the devils nest gang will never die. in our hearts and souls. also i need him and mei to be friends IMMEDIATELY

i DO appreciate the friendship between him and ling, but im not as nuts about it as a lot of people (i say with fondness). they can do bros attacks it is true. but they also knew each other less than a year, and sometimes it feels like people tend to. overstate i guess? the impact of ling and ed vs the whole, One Hundred Years Of Living In Human Society thing. i promise a couple of 15 year olds did not give him all that character development okay he was already basically there he just got set back a LOT because of the-- see now youve really got me rambling for 3 straight hours this wasnt even what the question was about

my unpopular opinion about this character:

wow i could have literally just waited one question to say all that. now i have to find a new one

uhhh "hes openly 200 years old and solidly established as an adult man from his very first appearance and the fact that his soul later gets a timeshare in a 15 year olds body does not change that fact and its alarming to stick your fingers in your ears and pretend that it does". is that unpopular. bbecause sometimes im so scared it is

one thing i wish had happened with this character

@catenation

okay now BIDO

how i feel about this character

would that i could simply transmit my feelings through a less uncertain interface than words. words alone cannot do them justice. look at my blog i guess

all the people i ship romantically with this character

greed and scar ive gone into already so now we can get into the even nicher stuff. Awesome

not quite romantic but i tjink he and ulchi had a fwb thing going on. bidos into hunks with sharp teeth we already know this

hmm i think theres a lot of guys in the series hed be INTO/would be into him to some degree or another, but i dont know if itd be romantic per se? like. theres only so romantic you can get with barry the chopper even if it would be really funny. "please please please let me chop up your tail it looks so juicy. itll grow back anyway right. ive never asked before"

also for catenation i thought itd be really funny to make him and greed and yoki into an extremely lopsided love triangle, where yoki develops a weird crush on bido which manifests in very odd ways that bido cant make heads or tails of and doesnt really care to because he doesnt like him at all. does that count.

i also have. a handful of crossover ships, which grew out of roleplays with friends. bidos boytoy and boytoy-adjacent collection includes

psycho mantis from your playstation

the bad guy in the harley quinn movie but not that version of him

KING MORGOTT, LAST OF ALL KINGS

and yes. they do smoke weed.

my non-romantic otp for this character

once again the devils nest gang at large has me in a vice. i care about greed and bidos friendship as well as the romantic aspect but the fact that bido doesnt really interact with any of the gang aside from greed SUCKS and i wish we could have seen some of that

however we do at least get a flashback of bido Standing Next to blondie and one of the bouncers. which in true "desperate enjoyer of a very minor character" fashion ive extrapolated into him having been good friends with that bouncer, because from what little pagetime he gets he seems levelheaded enough to win bidos trust. at a baseline i think bido would be wary around most humans and especially just after escaping, so knowing one reliably-decent human would have probably helped a lot with readjusting to the outside. & then i think out of the chimeras he was probably on the best terms with martel and ulchi, both from Reptile Solidarity and those two being more outgoing and upbeat than average

i ALSO WISH he got to meet mei because i think theyre really similar in a lot of ways. he would relate very heavily to being small and disregarded and saddled with the responsibility of helping so many people survive by whatever means necessary. they also both love yelling indignantly at rude people which is awesome. i think theyd yell at each other like that Once and then shake hands out of respect

my unpopular opinion about this character

all my opinions about him are unpopular babey Nobody is tjinking about him as much as me!!! he is important and memorable for one. and he is so brave and he loves his friends so much. he deserves as much focus as the rest of the gang if not more. he is the gayest fma character. and his face is HANDSOME he looks like an awesome muppet and if you cant handle that then get your ass off sesame street........

one thing i wish had happened with this character:

the chaptwr after greed gets introduced should have been just 43 solid pages of bido and greed making out rapturously, with the rest of the gang doing various tasks in the background. for flavor

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29 things I love about Michael: Day 14

This one might be a little weird to say but I was 11 years old when I found out Michael struggled with severe acne. Eleven being the age where it exploded and it became severe and I struggled with being teased and having all kinds of adults/family giving their unsolicited advice on what to do. It was a time where my mom told me she cried whenever she thought back to when I like 7 before my acne took over my face. My grandmother cried with tears running down her face. I went to visit her in Sint Martin as a surprise and she saw me and saw my face and wept! She said in tears how am I supposed to find a man with my face looking the way it did. YIKES! I was a child… very fucked up but yeah… it made me dislike mirrors/seeing my reflection BUT it was when Michael revealed he too had severe acne and the very wrong and unwarranted things people said to him made me feel like he was talking TO me.

Two things were going through my mind. Actually three things. First I was watching Living with Michael Jackson and I watched it secretly because my mom banned me from watching or speaking about Michael because she felt I was too obsessed blah blah… so I had to be on the look out (luckily the car they had at the time made a loud pitch so I could hear them coming). I kept running back and forth to the tv screen and the porch to make sure they weren’t outside. Second, THE Michael Jackson had acne!? But he’s perfect!? Is this some kind of joke? But I believed him immediately. My kid brain was just shocked! Not that he had acne but the fact that he got treated so badly for something he couldn’t help. Like, when he recounted someone asking for him and then they saw him and went “ewwww, what happened?”. I was almost in tears. Tears of sadness because I could relate to the hurt he felt because I was living it. I basically was like even Michael went through such a traumatic experience. I’m older now so idk how the public reaction to acne is nowadays. It’s certainly not blown out of proportion the way it was in my days and I’m sure also in his days. People can be terribly mean spirited and growing up with severe acne it was like I was given a death sentence. I was no longer a person. I was just a walking talking cluster of pustules.

“You were so cute when you were younger”. Uhm… I’m 11 I’m still young and still very much cute! But I never had the heart to say how I felt. I just kept it all in but boy did I cry myself to sleep because of it. But that night is what lead me to the third thing… I felt seen. And not just by someone who also had acne but I felt seen by THE Michael Jackson. There was a switch that night especially after that whole moment. I could say with honesty that that part of the documentary (even though Martin B. was a rat and an opportunist) it changed something in my brain. I no longer felt sorry for myself. Like I didn’t feel cursed. I was the only one in my family that had severe acne. My big sister had her acne moment and it hit her like a brick but it hit me like a WRECKING BALL! So it just made everyone focus on the fact that I looked “unclean”. Ugh the information regarding acne and the things people would say… my god! I know with the increase in interest for skincare, it’s changed but the damage had already been done. But Michael was a little salve of hope that maybe this is something I can “get over” and that it’s also not the end of the world. He didn’t stop. He didn’t crumble. It was tough and hurtful, but he knew he was more than just his skin condition. He got through it. And I held on to that for years. I still think about it often.

The power of media/media representation is so interesting and important that it has become a buzzword and is still gravely overlooked. To be a Black kid with acne being told you won’t find a man (at an age where you shouldn’t be worrying or thinking about being an eligible partner to somebody), being told that you were once beautiful and that that time has passed because you clearly aren’t beautiful anymore, receiving all kinds of “medical” advice that amounted to nothing, to watch your own mother be frustrated that you did everything in your power NOT to let it bother you because in her eyes it meant you did not care for your skin and situation… I just didn’t want to make it a big deal. I was a child but I understood very quickly that it was puberty/hormones. But my mom and everyone else turned it into a curse. My life was over at the age of 11. And Michael came in like “yeah it sucks but you’re going to be okay baby girl”. That was all I needed. He didn’t say it like that but that’s how I took it. I was forever changed. I stopped worrying so much about what everyone was saying. It hurt but the sting didn’t linger. I remember telling my mom about finding out Michael had severe acne too and she dismissed it🙃 My relationship with her now is MUCH better by the way. But back then… YIKES! 🥴

Anyways, I love that Michael gave me strength in such a terribly edited and purposely damning documentary. The pictures I’ve looked up years later of him with acne made me feel like I wasn’t alone. It’s so easy to feel isolated. To feel like you’re the ONLY ONE going through something shitty. I sometimes see those same pictures edited with a blur. And I get it, he would’ve scrubbed the world of those pictures if he could but I really like them. It shows and reminds me that we’re all human. I don’t see his scars/acne. I saw a lovely kid full of life. That is what I wanted people to see in me and not constantly point out my acne. I could go on and on but you get the point. We’re all going through some version of the same things but we’re more than our physical bodies and their conditions. Michael made me feel less ugly and more like myself at that age. So, thank you Michael for literally making me feel like I’m not gross at the age of 11 and that I wasn’t the only one who had acne the way I had it.

It’s Michael’s birthday month and so I’m sharing every day something I love about him. Feel free to join in or use the tag #29thingsMJ I’d love to read what you love about him

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Wheezy Weasel x Fem!Reader x Greasy Weasel || Oneshot

Plot: Inspired by 'Bro Code' by Brantley Gilbert. Reader and Greasy have been growing apart; He's rarely around to spend time with you, which is leaving you to spend a lot more time, alone, with Wheezy, and... feelings start to develop... Wheezy decides to do the respectful thing and warn Greasy about it.

Better show that girl a good time If you don't, it's gon' be goodbye And if you take it for granted You hand her to another man It's a matter of time, bro

It's a matter of time

Now, I know it ain't my business But I gotta insist that if this was somebody else Your deal is already finished because Bro code goes out the window Just be glad it's me lettin' you know, bro

Warnings: Me writing serious romance stuffs for toon gangster weasels. ... Love triangle? XD I'd say its handled pretty well though

"Hey Wheezy!"

"Hey- " You plop down on the couch with him suddenly; Your head in his lap. It honestly surprises him for a moment, the affection - though not unwelcome, - having come out of nowhere and could be interpreted as innapropriate, by some people... considering who you really belonged too around here. "Y/N... "

Giving a little, teasing smile, you dont address the elephant in the room- deciding to rather just move on, fiddling with your fingers above your stomach. "What are you up to, tonight?"

"Smokin'... " Obviously. "Was gonna watch some TV, too. Nothing much- nothing exciting, anyway. What are you doing? Wasn't Greasy taking you out somewhere, tonight?"

At this, the mention of your boyfriend, the bright light flickers out of your pretty eyes a little bit. You look away from his face, a frown tugging at your lips. Wheezy frowns, too, the three cigerettes he was puffing away on held away from his face between two fingers; This can't be good. "Oh! We were... " Your voice is polite, almost cheerful still in a totally fake, forced kind of way. "But, um... I guess we got our signals crossed, or something. I thought I was supposed to meet him here now, but Smarty says Greasy's out doing something for him tonight, so... " Giving little shrug, you force the sadness out of your eyes and take a deep breath. Wheezy's frown only worsens, though. That explains why you look so nice... well, nicer then usual. That seems to be happening damn often, recently, too. "I'm free, now! Was hopin' you might be willing to share your evening, with me?"

... There's a cheeky glint in your eyes that Wheezy can't help grinning back at, shaking his head. "Yeah, sure. Whatcha wanna watch?"

"Oh!" You hop up off his lap and into a sitting position, crossing your legs and picking up the remote- focused on the TV. "I have the best movie in mind. I think its started already, but not too long ago so we should be fine. You'll love it! Promise."

~

"This is the dumbest fucking movie I have ever seen Y/N- " Wheezy's saying, much to your dismay even though you grin- his frustration a source of amusement, to you. He's cute, you decide; His words are biting, but the expression on his face is soft, and relaxed. You like it. You like him- he's a good friend!

"No way!-" Giggling, you shake your head at him.

"Dont you show this to the boss, he'll blow a gasket. Is this supposed to be gang representation? Hell- "

"Its the best kind of gang representation!" You reply, not looking at him as he turns to give you most incredulous look possible. "... makes you guys look so dumb- fella's watchin'll think they can outsmart you and be so much easier to deal with, don'tcha think?"

"Pfft," Wheezy rolls his eyes, but he's grinning; Theres something cute about your theory, there. He's gotta admit. "We gotta deal with enough idiots, don't you be pushing any more on us."

"Hmm," Humming, you lean back into the cushions behind you; Eyes glued to the screen as some 'gangsters' play a game of poker. "Plus, they're all gorgeous... would you say that's misrepresentation, too?"

He scoffs again, shaking his head. "Depends on the gang, doll."

As soon as that slips out of his mouth, he just about has a stroke and freezes to the spot as you just continues to watch the movie, like she didnt hear it. Hanging out with your pal's girl all alone is one thing, even sitting this close to her can be interpreted as a close friendship, but calling her doll?? Thats got to be breaking every damn rule there is about pal's and their ladies. Greasy would lose his damn mind if he heard that, and Wheezy wouldn't really be able to blame him.

Except... you didnt react at all to him using that name with you- for you. As well as the fact that you haven't been seeing much of Greasy, lately. At all. He hasn't been around. And not just for a week, no- you two have been missing eachother for months now, slowly drifting apart. Greasy used to stress out like the damn Queen was coming over to the apartment if he ever had to dissapoint you, the two of you used to be so attached to eachother all the time that it made everyone else sick (And really uncomfortable, at times), you used to hang out in Greasy's room if he wasn't around when he said he would be... But not anymore. For weeks now you've been spending your time with him - Wheezy, - , almost treating him like your boyfriend...

Like a stand-in. But that doesn't mean that when you're together you aren't treating him like him- that you're using him as a place holder for Greasy at all, no- its just... like...

Instead of Greasy getting to spend his nights with your legs in his lap- it's Wheezy. Instead of Greasy getting to make you laugh- it's Wheezy. Instead of Greasy making you smile... its Wheezy.

And he doesn't think he should really have to feel guilty for enjoying it, anymore.

It's time to give Greasy a warning, Wheezy decides as he relaxes back into the cushions to watch the rest of this dumb movie that you like.

If Greasy doesn't buck up, soon, then he's going to let you know that he's throwing his hat into the ring.

~

Greasy's eyes are narrowed after what Wheezy says, disbelief and betrayal written all over his face. "... what, amigo?" His voice is quiet but emotionless, giving Wheezy one chance to take it back, his proclamation. His absurd, ridiculous, traitorous proclamation. If he did, then all would be fine- he would forgive and forget it. You're beautiful, and wonderful... he cant blame the man for falling under your spell for a moment. But if he doesnt-

"You heard me Grease." Intimidation is one of Greasy's favourite tactics- Wheezy's close to him, so he knows that. Plus... you can't really be intimidated by a man after you've heard him singing in the shower. "... I'm just warning you. As it is I'm not gonna do a thing, not unless she makes a move on me, because you're my friend- but if you don't start putting in more of an effort again, stop standin' your girl up... you're gonna lose her. And it might be, to me."

"Hm. Brave, fumador, you're very brave... So, am I to believe you haven't don't anything behind my back?"

"Yes."

... Greasy nods. He believes him- of course he does. Like Wheezy said, they're friends. He knows when he's lying and when he's telling the earnest truth, and besides he trusts him.

... and also- Wheezy isn't the lying type. Never has been. Greasy has never really had to worry about that, with him.

So... that brings him to a different thought. Another issue. One that makes his heart restrict inside his chest. "So then... Y/N... she has been sad? Missing m- "

Wheezy rolls his eyes deeply and groans, his hands in his pockets so he doesnt smack Greasy. "Of course she's been fucken sad, you little freak. She loves you, moron. And you've been everywhere but with her- where you should be." Some 'ladies man', this one. Wheezy thinks. Doesn't even know when he's making the biggest damn mistake of his life.

Sure, it might be Wheezy's gain... this mistake of Greasy's... but he won't take it lightly. This is a fucked up situation they're in, and whoever ends up with her is going to have to live with knowing the other is having to live without.

Greasy's heart squeezes and squeezes... forcing him quiet as thoughts rush through his mind about how bad he feels and how he didn't realise this, his working more lately, would affect her badly... and how if he had then he would have never...

Ugh, he thinks. He wishes he could say he was doing it for more money, to buy her an engagement ring or something... but he was not. Dammit.

... thats a prety good idea actually. Maybe he can still do that-

"What the hell are you two morons doing in my kitchen?" Smartass suddenly appears in the doorway, catching both their attentions with his frustrated tone. Greasy opens his mouth to explain, but their boss is already on it. "What I tell you??? No snacks past 6.30! Dinner's in the damn oven- what do you want from me here?? Damn vultures. What- you can't wait 15 minutes?? Sheesh."

This time Wheezy opens his mouth to explain for them both, but also gets cut off as Smartass pulls on two oven mitts. "And Y/N's just got here. Go bother her for a while, wouldja?? Both of you. Out."

Barely a millisecond passes and Greasy is already out the door, leaving a Greasy-shaped dust cloud behind him as he races to find you. Wheezy takes another moment, sucking in a good long puff of tobacco, before strolling after him.

When he finds you, standing by the billards table with Psycho and Stupid, Greasy's already attached himself to you like a damn leach.

"-so sorry, mi vida... Lo siento, Y/N... All my apologies... I didn't realise that I had been gone so much... " He's trailing kisses all over you- your cheeks, your forehead, down your neck... Psycho scowls at you both, before covering his eyes. Wheezy wishes he could do the same without feeling like a fricken 12 year old. "I mean of course I noticed you were away from me... and I missed you but-... you know? Why don't we go and spend some time- alone?~ " Finally he pulls back, looking you in the eye, a flirtation smirk on his face. "I will be sure to thoroughly make it up to you for my mistakes. Prometo~ "

Giving a giggle at it, you allow yourself to fall right back into familiar patterns, with him; Tucking hair behind your ear and letting your hands fall to his arms as he holds you, and tilting your head to the side. "I don't know~ Why don't we?"

You're just glad he's back.

Wheezy watches Greasy's wolf-like smirk broaden, all sorts of - likely, - depraved shit going in his head, and lean into your ear. He whispers something you that has your eyes widening and your fingers tightening onto his suit.

... you look cute as hell, but Wheezy would rather not know what it was that had that affect on you. Or at least not until he can figure it out himself.

Then Greasy's disconnecting from you, pressing one final lasting kiss onto your cheek, before heading to his room. You would follow in a moment, absolutely, but you're just reeling for a moment from how he went from 0 to 100 all of a sudden.

... woof. You give a smile, shaking your head. Whatever it was, you aren't about to question it. When you notice Wheezy standing in the doorway, smoking to himself, you catch his gaze and give a bright grin. He's back, you mouth, pleased.

He nods, blowing smoke. Yep... "Sure is."

Approaching him, you hold your arms behind your back and stand just beside him; Watching the Psycho and Stupid play billiards while Wheezy watches you. "I wonder what knocked some sense into him?... or who???" You ask, twisting in place and carefully peering up at him.

Immediatly he looks away, taking a draw from a cigerette. "Oh- don't give me the credit. It was allll him."

Without really thinking, you throw your arms around Wheezy; Giving him what was supposed to be a quick, warm hug. Of thanks.

But then he wraps his arms around you too, and you pull back not far... just enough to look at eachother and for a split moment, with both your heads slightly at an angle and your breath on eachothers lips you stay there; Inches apart and hearts beating erratically inside chests.

Something changed in the few seconds you were hugging him. The way you looked at him all of a sudden was different, like- realisation. Then surprise.

Then horror.

Quickly you wipe the wide-eyed look off your face and cautiously let go of Wheezy, stepping back. Theres a heat in your cheeks betraying you. Wheezy- you think, an odd and terrifying mix of shock and something really lovely and warm swarming inside your chest. Tall, laid back, sexy, comfortable... Wheezy.

You must look at him for too long, because he reaches out to grab your hand. "Y/N? Are you- "

Quickly you yank your hand out of jis reagh, surprising him. "Um- I'm fine! Yeah, I just- Greasy. I gotta go to Greasy. So- um- yeah. Uh, bye!"

Then you flash a awkward smile, to comfort him and show everything is alright, then rush up the stairs to Greasy's room.

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I am sure people are gonna attack me for this but it needs to be said.

NOTE: I am in no way, shape, or form trying to cancel Tommy Kinnard or Lou.

I like Tommy. He's a good character.

He HOWEVER is a very flawed character. A character who has yet to have any real reckoning for what he did. Helping the crew to save the ship doesn't mean we get to just forget he was racist and misogynistic.

You don't get to just be racist, misogynistic, and honestly even homophobic, come out later in life, and use that as free pass to get away with with you did. That's not on Tommy or Lou (though he really downplayed that to a point of ICK in that cameo imo), it's on the writers. I do acknowledge this is a fictional character.

Even more of a reason as to why IT'S OKAY TO ADMIT HE'S NOT PERFECT. I want characters to be truly human. To make mistakes. To learn from their mistakes. And to say, hey, that was really shitty and I'm sorry.

I am not okay with the show just writing off the discrimination he caused because some years have passed and he's now Buck's boyfriend.

Hurt people hurt people. Yes. That does NOT excuse the behavior. Only explains it.

Past Tommy was the epitome of male white privilege and never being held accountable. Like everyone else in that station. They quite literally fostered an environment of white supremacy and I don't feel like we talk about this enough.

Present Tommy is....? Who the fuck knows because the writers haven't really let us know? They haven't let us see any real growth besides being out and being okay with woman of color now..?

This feels all to similar to growing up in a predominantly white area where people try to act progressive and like they were never once racist in their lives so no one 'cancels' them.

To never acknowledge it and to write it off like it was nothing frankly pisses me off.

Tommy has the potential to be great representation for people who have truly educated themselves and become genuine good people by learning from their mistakes and the discrimination they caused.

There is nothing wrong with saying, hey, I messed up, I made choices that directly hurt you. I will educate myself moving forward and I will be better. All I want is acknowledgement that he knows what he did was wrong.

I say all of this a woman of color myself who very much has faced similar microaggressions (and major) like Hen has.

You don't ever forget what those people said or did. Whether they've grown or changed and become a better person. That shit sticks with you for life. Every. Single. One.

I wanna like Tommy so bad but I just...can't get past this and I refuse to.

You don't get a free pass because you were in the closet or because that was what the times were like or because everyone else was doing it. There's no excuse.

Sorry not sorry 🤷🏽‍♀️

It's 2024. We can own up to our mistakes and be okay.

I think Tommy is great for Buck. I just wish people would stop acting like he's a saint who has never done anything wrong because they're in a relationship. The relationship is a historical moment for television. I don't want them to ruin it by doing what most casually racist people do, and act like it never happened.

It's okay for someone to not be perfect. It's a fictional show, you'll be okay.

There are some people genuinely attacking other people online for holding any criticism against Tommy and it's giving very-no offense-Swiftie energy. You can like Taylor as an artist and acknowledge she made a whole ass documentary about wanting to be on the right side of history and then fails to speak up for any issues that didn't directly affect her or her image or her profits. It's white feminism.

I don't know if there's a word for white feminism like behavior for white queer characters...? But that is frankly what's happening and needs to stop because it's already gone too far.

***Please be kind in any replies or you will be blocked. I have no energy to deal with people who have the emotional capacity of an almond. <3

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assorted ramblings on the pasithea powder

I find it hilarious that in one of the Q&As, we learn that the creators really love this one episode of Hannibal where five people are stuck in a house, emotional bombs are dropped, and everyone is immediately in danger of dying--and then in "A Passage," three people are stuck in a spaceship, emotional bombs are dropped, and they're all pretty much in danger of dying (I mean, okay, they're not all bleeding out in a kitchen, but like--Sophie's brain is melting, the government is in pursuit, and Other!Evelyn did get shot, so it's close enough.) It's so cool when you can see pieces of what people love in their own work.

Someone else made a post about this, but learning that at least one of the creators read Animorphs makes so much sense and brings me so much joy. And also that shred of lettuce story reminds me in such a great and terrible way of that sliver of Hork-Bajir flesh in Cassie's teeth in #19.

You know, there could be a world in which these assorted ramblings devolve even further into Animorphs comparisons--for example, Yeerks and Others feeding off memories to create something that's an approximation of how the real person would act but not quite? Or, even closer, the Yeerk parasitism vs. the Eggaran mind-meld in Episode 18 (and even how that parallels Cassie and Aftran in #19, although the stakes are completely different). Or the easy parallels between Jane and Cassie and Sophie and Rachel that stick and fall apart in interesting ways once you examine them too closely--I'm gonna stop now.

Speaking of that famous mind-meld in Episode 18--it felt, in the most loving and thematically appropriate of ways, like such a fanfic trope? Like those pollen fics--you know which ones I'm talking about--except the characters are launched into another sort of intimate understanding of each other. And, you know, it feels like something that would happen to the leads of another show: this whole story has been about Jane and Sophie's struggle to communicate and be vulnerable with and trust each other--so shower them with feelings juice and make them work it out! It's why I was so glad that they didn't do that. Moreau and Jane get the mind meld shortcut; Sophie and Omikron do, too. But Sophie and Jane have to process and grow and communicate with each other all on their own. And it makes it so much more rewarding when they do.

My favorite ending narratively was Episode 11--that tightly-constructed ball of longing and trust and betrayal that makes you go, oh, of course it went like that--but Episode 33 was such a good finale, too. Getting to see them be kids again, essentially, reveling in memories when memory has been the thing that's haunted them for so long. There's peace. They're young. They'll be alright.

"A Passage" will haunt me, I can already feel it. The implications of the Evelyn interacting with Sophie being Jane's Evelyn and thus being not only a representation of what Jane thought Evelyn and Sophie's relationship was but also a fucked-up extension of Jane's own love for Sophie. All of Evelyn's snippiness toward Jane being, on some level, Jane's own self-recrimination. The fact that Jane could give Sophie both orders (to believe her and to leave) and Sophie didn't fly into the sun, and that Jane took the chance of that happening (for Evelyn? in the heat of the moment? because she knew the core of Sophie wouldn't fundamentally conflict with the idea of believing in Jane?) The tangled mess of Sophie wanting to stay with them anyway! God. This show is so good.

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Death Note, meet Supernatural- CHAPTER 7

Relationships: L (Death Note)/Reader, L (Death Note)/Original Female Character(s)

Summary: What if Death Note existed in a world with Winchesters in it? Would L finally have the evidence he needs to prove Light is Kira? How will L fare in a world where monsters are real and not every case is solvable by him? Lucky for him, there's a hunter here to work side-by-side with him.

Chapter Summary: L and Reader make an agreement of sorts in this- read on to find out!

CHAPTER 6

Chapter 7: Building Bridges

Boredom. That’s the only word for it. The files are very detailed and I’ve decided to go in chronological order. At least my usual cases had a good old juicy murder or suicide story. These are just facts and hypotheses with a bunch of jargon. To cover everything, I’ve decided to go chronologically which means the initial stuff is mind-numbing as hell. Once I get to only the current task force’s investigation, it should get better.

Aha, the pictures of Kira’s puppets, let’s see what they’ve got. A pentagram in a circle? Was the poor dude hoping for protection? If yes, then what from? If he knew who, or what Kira was, then why didn’t he say so? I take a screenshot to look at it later.

The next 3 photos are just a bunch of text- poetry, badly written. Why would Kira make his victims write poetry in their last seconds? There’s definitely a hidden message in there.

A fearful ode to Kira, not likely. Hmm…first letter of every word? …Nope, doesn’t set. Let’s reverse. Nada. First letter of every line? Nuh-uh. Reverse again. Bingo! Ldoyouknow

I pick up the next 2 photos and decipher them quickly.

L do you know shinigami only eat apples  (A/N: The photos says reapers cause they're from manga but I'm following the show and it says shinigami there- so please bear with me)

Shinigami? What’s this? Sounds like my thing.

A simple search on my personal laptop (with internet access, suck it L) paints one picture- Japanese Spirits of Death.

https://historycooperative.org/japanese-god-of-death-shinigami/ (You can read this article upto Making the Shinigami Angry)

The lore says that Shinigami only take people who are already close to death, but not all of these criminals can be close to death at the same time suddenly. Did someone grow a pair and get a Shinigami on a leash? How? By giving them apples? That also doesn’t explain the heart attacks. Shinigami make people commit suicide so what’s with this new MO? And where do the names and faces fit in? If a Shinigami wanted to kill someone, they just got to possess the person. Kira is not a Shinigami then, but someone who is using a Shinigami in some way at least. This is dangerous. As a rule, reapers or gods or spirits of death are invisible to everyone save those who die- or those who bind them. No EMF or cameras will catch anything. Should I summon Death? He could have jurisdiction over Shinigami too since he’s the literal anthropomorphic representation of death. If he finds out one of his own is fucking around or bound, he could deal with this on his own. But wouldn’t he know already? And he hasn’t done anything which means he’s not interested or whatever’s happening is not wrong- atleast not according to him. Calling him is risky as I have no backup and if he feels I’m wasting his time, he could very well arrange my death. Perhaps later, as a last option with a delicious pizza offering.

Anyway, I shouldn’t rule out the possibility that this could just be to throw L for a loop. He has disregarded this as nonsense but still. Let’s file this for later. The envelope. Penber dying. If Light is Kira, he has a Shinigami chained up somewhere. The footage from the households is next. I first check the Yagami tapes, and it is just as L said. Light is too straight and narrow. It seems practiced, and intentional. He is not as relaxed as a teenager should be at home but seems to be putting on a play. Another thing, he’s talking to himself while doing homework. Now whatever they show you on movies and TVs, nobody talks to themselves out loud about their day or what they’re doing. I’ve watched more houses and even more people than you can count. Just doesn’t happen, nope. The fact that Light is doing it means he wants somebody to listen. The messages would mean nothing to the police watching the cams, which means it’s for someone else. Someone invisible to us. Shinigami again? Congrats Light, you’re top suspect once again, though it’s apparent by the handcuffs that he never made it off L’s list. I watch all of his footage but there’s nothing except this gut instinct that Light is not right .

To be on the safe side, I watch the Kitamura tapes carefully too. They’re normal in the way normal people are- cleared immediately. The Sakura TV incident is next and on comes the tape L made me watch. After that, there are 2 tapes- yes and no. This must be for the police’s decision to join or stand against Kira. There’s truly nothing useful in them, what a waste.  The response of Second Kira to Light’s tape was interesting. Verify each other’s identity by showing each other their Shinigami? Kira doesn’t have eyes? Hm…there is a Shinigami after all. I need to dig deeper but before that, I listen to all Second Kira tapes for any other clues. There’s nothing in the tapes but the diary entry from last year has that word, Shinigami, again. At a match- it could be possible to blend in with so many people but could they be so stupid as to be so obvious? Hang on, the Second Kira sent a message on the 23rd saying they’d found Kira. This means the entries before it, probably the one of the 22nd, is the correct one. 

Met with friend in Aoyama and exhanged notes.

What does this mean? What’s the clue that only Light could understand that made him volunteer to go to Aoyama? It sure as hell isn’t a coincidence. If Misa is the Second Kira, she must have set sights on Light at some point. The CCTV footage didn’t show Misa anywhere so she was either invisible, in disguise, or was watching the cameras. This means she would’ve seen something about Light- something only meaningful to her or something invisible. Shinigami. Maybe I’m getting tunnel vision but the possibility of this being right is too high. Shinigami has already been mentioned thrice, once by Kira and twice by the Second Kira in the tape and diary entry. L mentioned they’d been acting strange during the investigation, let’s check out that footage. L wasn’t joking around when he confined Misa. She’s strapped to her chair like she’s a deadly, vicious killer and not a dumb blonde. Is she a deadly, vicious killer? She’s surprisingly tight-lipped too. Normally it’s a challenge to shut her up. She’s protecting someone, her beloved Light maybe? She suddenly starts crying on the screen to kill her. 5 minutes after this, she passes out. When she comes to, it’s like she’s the dumb blonde again. Something happened when she passed out. Was the spirit of a Shinigami possessing her? And it left her when it realized the girl was useless now- begging for death. If so, why didn’t the Shinigami just kill her? It’s not like there’s any lost love. Light’s confinement is the same way except he isn’t bound. He’s still all serious and silent though, despairing that he’s Kira. About 2 weeks later, he changes his tune saying he isn’t Kira. Begs to be let out. Why is he contradicting his earlier statements? Shinigami spirit left him too when it figured that Light would be useless under 24*7 surveillance? Question is- were Light and Misa aware they were possessed? Are they like Jeffrey? The guy wanted the demon in him, did these guys want the Shinigamis? Figuring I wouldn’t get anything more from the data, I put the laptop aside and start my own research on how the hell is Shinigami connected to Kira. 

Stretching my back, I meet eyes with Ryuzaki. God knows how long he has been staring at me. The intensity of his gaze makes me believe he wants to actually read my mind. The genius he is, he probably reads me more than I know. Not wanting to hide, I lock my laptop and boldly walk over to him. The best plan of action is honesty here- partial honesty, cause there’s no way in hell he wouldn’t admit to the psych ward if I said I wanted to investigate the Japanese Gods of Death.

“Can I have a word in private, Ryuzaki? Just you and me”, I whisper. The staring continues for a moment until he uncuffs himself from Light, gets up to walk out of the room with a quick, “follow me”.

He takes us 2 floors up to an exact replica of the command center down there, only smaller. “This is Watari’s office, the only other room besides mine and the control center that isn’t under surveillance. Based on the tone of your request, I assume you don’t want the other team members to know of it.” At my nod, he sits in his usual position on a chair. “Speak.” “The following questions and requests might seem weird but consider them the most important. Now tell me, what is it about Light and Misa that makes you sure that they are- or were- doing the murders?” “The clues-”

“Forget the clues for a damn minute. What does your gut tell you? Why do you feel that they’re murderers?” After silence stretches for a while, L says in a quiet voice, “His eyes. They had an evil glint to them. His expression. Always perfect. Always what I would expect. It looked manufactured, not real. His intelligence. He could do those murders and get away with it. From the first time I laid my eyes on him, a part of me has always been sure that he is Kira. As for Misa, my interactions with her aren’t frequent. She was apprehended as soon as her DNA was found on those packages. Apart from her mind turning quickly that one time, there’s nothing weird I’ve noticed about her. There is one thing I neglected to mention about her though. Misa’s parents were killed by a burglar in her presence. The suspect walked free due to insufficient evidence. Kira killed them. She adores Kira for that. She also adores Light. Which means she could be the second Kira if Kira was Light.”

“Misa isn’t the chief concern here- but we will have to be careful with her. I’m going to say something, Ryuzaki, and you’re not going to like it. The worst thing you could’ve done is make Light a part of the task force and then keep Misa around. If Misa is the second Kira who can kill by just knowing the face, you’ll be instantly dead when her power gets back to her. And you’re only safe from Light as long as he doesn't know your name.” “You’re sure that he is Kira then?” I’m quick to deny it because I do not know for sure. Another thing I’ve learned in my world is half of the time, the unexpected guy is the killer. For all I know, it could be Matsui. “Then why didn’t you say “if”? You said that I’m only safe from Light as long as he doesn’t know my name. You didn’t say “if he is Kira”.”

“Slip of tongue,” I’m quick to lie. Truth is, with L’s conviction, I have strong doubts about Light as well.

“Nevermind that Ryuzaki. Now focus. In a day or two, I’ll show up with some “ order from headquarters ” that will get civilians off the investigation. The control isn’t in your hands anymore; some unknown FBI department is taking over the reins.”  “That way you can get rid of Light and Misa without making it seem that we are still suspicious of them,” L ponders.

“Bingo. You’re number 1 on Kira’s hitlist, Watari is probably number 2 based on how close you two are. If those 2 are Kiras, we have to make it seem as if you’re not a threat anymore.”

Truth is, I’m not sure this is what Sam and Dean would’ve done. But they’re not here and the decision falls to me, so I’m going to roll with this.

“Reasonable. But I do not want Light off the investigation. He is intelligent and on the chance that he is not Kira, his help will be crucial. And if he is Kira, I want to keep an eye on Misa and him.”

I let loose a disbelieving laugh. “Listen sugar cube, you do not know how much danger you’re in. I’ve almost identified Kira’s source of power and it is not something you can control. Not a criminal you can lock up or keep an eye on . This is beyond your reach. Not an insult or a doubt on your abilities, just the truth. I want to keep you guys safe. You and Watari will die in this investigation if we don’t cut off Light and Misa right now. They know about your every move and can counter it. If the Chief is leaking the information, even unknowingly, I’ll come up with a way to replace him too. The entire task force, if necessary.”

“What are you so afraid Kira will find out?” “The investigation details, dumbass. What else?”

L’s stare grows even more piercing if possible, his head cocked to the side. Adorable. “No, that’s not it. You’ve been on edge the whole time you’ve been here. You appear sad too; sadder than a normal human. Something is bothering you. The whole time you’ve been convincing me, you’ve had a desperate energy about you. You also keep fidgeting. For anyone else, I would say they weren’t just cut out for this, but you are. Your hands, your stance is of a fighter. You will push away your discomfort by squaring your shoulders and tilting your chin up. You are brave, and experienced too. Then what is it about this investigation that has you on edge?”

The guy learns more than he lets on. For the first time, I realise that L is not just a cute little weirdo. L is the number 1 detective in the world and I need to stay on guard around him or he could very easily figure out what a vault of secrets I am. At the moment though, I want to answer his questions honestly. It’s been so long since somebody has taken the time to really see me. Neglect is getting to me. I’m also in need of some desperate human comfort. What would being hugged by L feel like…L would be such a great cuddle partner…who is still looking at me expectantly.

“You’re right, L. I’m not afraid of Kira finding anything out, except your and Watari’s real names. I am on edge because this is dangerous. And I have no one. My team- we were 5 people. Now it’s just me. This is the first time I’ve taken on something so big without them. I’m scared that I won’t be enough, that I’ll mess up. That’s why I was being pushy earlier because I want to make sure you’re safe in case things go south. The lead I’m working on- if Kira finds out…it wouldn’t be pretty. If there’s even a chance that Light and Misa are the Kiras, we need them off the investigation. I’m alone, and the danger this entails…I’m worried I won’t be enough to handle it.”

L’s eyes have predictably stayed on my face the whole time I’ve talked. Now that I’ve made the confession, sweat is breaking out on my back. The air feels hotter, draining me of my energy. I want to take my words back. The longer L stares, the bigger the urge to crawl into a hole and die. Stupid word vomit. I wanted to earn his respect and view me as an equal, now he’ll just see a scared, incompetent girl who doesn’t feel up for a challenge.

“It doesn’t seem like you will mess things up. Your level of concern shows you will take the utmost care with this investigation. I am…glad of this.” I feel warm again but this warmth is very much welcome. To prevent word vomit again, I stay silent and just give L a grateful smile, seeing which he continues.

“I will agree to your plan of taking Light and Misa off the investigation- but they will remain under surveillance. You can say that all the previous suspects must remain under surveillance as a precautionary measure- orders from headquarters .”

“Okay, we can make that work.”

“That’s not all. This lead you’re investigating- I want to investigate it with you.”

Yeah, right.

“No way in hell, L. It isn’t your thing.”

“Then you don’t investigate it either. You said so yourself, you feel alone. You’re used to working with your team. We can work together on your lead. And don’t forget your promise from yesterday. You di agree you wouldn’t make any moves for the first few days without consulting me. Besides, I am the world’s number 1 detective. Who better than me to investigate with you?”

The logic is sound- and that’s one of the problems. How will L react to knowing that monsters are in fact real, that they defy his logic? That Shinigami are probably real too? Even if it isn’t a Shinigami, it’s 100% something supernatural. How would he be justice then?

“L, you don’t understand. My way of working is very different. Things are looking bad, and the world is actually worse than you think. The lead I have- if it’s actually right- we will have a big problem on our hands. And you may be the best detective in the world but you are not equipped to handle this.”

“If you refuse, I will Light and Misa with us. Your choice.”

Damn him. I can’t exactly take the guy to a bar of hunters and make inquiries about spirits of death. I can’t take him hunting, period. At least not until I know what I’m dealing with.

“How about a compromise? We take Light and Misa off the case, and I do a little research on my lead. If it’s the real deal, I’ll tell you immediately and we can work together on it. If it’s bullshit, no point in risking your life over it. Fair?”

Eyes narrowed, he thinks it over. Too bad if he doesn’t agree cause there’s no chance I’m budging on this one. With my luck, the minute we step out of the building, we’ll be attacked by vampires or something that’ll result in the demise of the world’s greatest detective. It isn’t like I haven’t already gotten a world famous individual killed. Not that he was a human. Just a shape-shifting, all-eating monster that God himself locked away after realizing he fucked up.

“Acceptable. But I will put a tracking device on you to keep me notified of your location at all times. If it is truly as dangerous as you say, you must be monitored”, L finally decides.

“Fine by me. But you can’t come in- no matter what- unless I explicitly ask you to. Clear?”

“Alright. Will you follow your lead after Light and Misa leave?”

“No, I’ll start right away. Staying discreet for 2 days isn’t a problem.”

“I’ll have Watari give you a tracking device as soon as he returns from his errand. Don’t leave until then, and certainly not without informing me.”

“Who says I’m leaving now? Phase 1: Research on my laptop. I’m getting the laptops and holing up in my room. Do NOT let Misa come in. Can’t-”

“-let her know what you’re working on. Fine. I’ll send Watari there. Let’s go back now.”

As L and I head back to the command center, my chest feels lighter than before. Even though he doesn’t know everything, he’s still on my side. I have a plan. Research on the web, research in the local library, meeting the local hunters, confirming the monster, how to kill it and then killing it. 

Easy-peasy, right? CHAPTER 8

A/N: Hey guys, so sorry for the delay- work got super crazy and I couldn't get away but here is an extra long chapter and tomorrow, you guys get another one!

If you enjoyed this one, don't forget to❣️, comment and reblog!

XOXO

[pinkfestivalpeanuttree]

omg i finally remembered to ask this X_X, anyways i remembered you left some interesting tags on one of my posts and i wanted to ask, how do you view yjh's gender identity?

i personally went with the masc-presenting trans lesbian angle since that felt the most "in character" and also had a lot of comedic potential in my au but im very curious about how you've characterized her since it seems like you see her as more feminine so to speak (feel free to make your answer as long as you want jdhfshfdsj i love talking about gender)

omg it's betawooper from transfem yoo joo au 😳 hiii!

Firstly I want to say that I ADORE your au!!! It's definitely influenced some of my headcanons on yjh's gender identity. I did see her as more feminine before but now I see her as comfortable with being masc-presenting and more androgenous. Secondly, I am biologically female and been comfortable with she/her pronouns and presenting femininely my entire life. However, after learning more about the lgbtqia+ community and doing some self-reflection, I realized that I may be under on the non-binary umbrella. I haven't really experimented with my gender identity much. Unlike my romantic and sexual orientation (aroace spectrum), which I felt a connection to as soon as i learned what it was, and felt the urge to do more research on it, my gender was more ambiguous to me. I didn't really feel a strong connection to it, or rather, I felt a strong disconnect to it. I feel like I should insert a cool metaphor here. It's like a cloud? I can see different shapes from it, but I can't get closer or touch it. It's amorphous and not solid, and I can't get a good grip on it. I like being feminine, but I like being referred to with they/them pronouns, and also get gender envy (?) from more androgenous male characters. I'm comfortable with having no labels as of now, but I'd like to experiment with my appearance and pronouns more irl if I get the chance.

All this to say that I started projecting onto Yoo Joonghyuk lol. Kinda funny because usually i project my aroace-ness and neurodivergence onto my blorbos, not my gender identity, but between Breaking the Sky Swordsmanship and the Punisher it was just too perfect. (actually I've noticed i've been projecting my gender onto more characters since I've fleshed out my headcanons for yjh. It's not a conscious decision, but if someone were to ask me what I thought of [character's] gender, I'd have to pause and go, 'Well, I'm not sure, but they're definitely not cis.' It's actually the same way I come up with my aspec headcanons: 'not sure where exactly you are on the spectrum but I like you way too much to make you allo.')

Another fic that inspired my interpretation of yjh's gender is this fic, https://archiveofourown.org/works/42593688/chapters/106989912, which I love dearly with my entire heart but might not be up your alley. It has a more feminine yjh and romantic yoohankim (if i may dump some more lgbtqia+ headcanons here I hc both yjh and kdj as aspec and yoohankim as a queerplatonic relationship but I am okay with romantic yoohankim mostly because there is so little qpr/aro representation in general. I am also a multishipper and I love your sapphic seolhyuk so much!) and it's a post-epilogue fic with yjh figuring out her gender identity with the support of Kimcom.

So to me, Joonghyuk's gender is similarly ambiguous in nature, the Amorphous Untouchable Cloud of Gender™️, Definitely Not cis, and she's androgynous-presenting. I think she would keep her hair short throughout the scenarios for efficiency, but post-epilogue she'd grow it out. Not a lot, but she would absolutely use her androgyny to fuck with strangers. I think Secretive Plotter with long hair would be great because she'd give me more gender envy than I already have. I don't think she'd have labels for herself. I think she wouldn't like makeup the one time she lets Seolhwa put some on her but everyone agrees that she looks amazing with eyeliner. I think she should be allowed to use Breaking the Sky Swordsmanship on transphobes. I think she uses any pronouns but prefers she/her. I think, had it been canon, her being trans would have added a whole new layer to her character arc and the meta-ness of ORV and its themes of breaking free from predetermined roles, to her role as "protagonist" and the way she breaks free from being a "character" and just... it would have been super cool and I can't write an entire essay on how trans yjh would have improved ORV but I want to.

Thanks for the opportunity for me to infodump about my headcanons lol! Just curious, what tags/post was it that made you ask?

[crusherthedoctor]

8, 9, 10, 11, 12!

12 has already been answered, so that leaves the other four. :]

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

Where would I even begin?

Mr. Principles being considered a faithful representation of Sonic's character?

Eggdad being praised because Eggman before that point was apparently one-dimensional?

Sonic and Shadow not crying waterfalls = Sonic and Shadow have no emotion?

The Freedom Fighters being touted as more useful or important than the game cast?

Criticising the Pontaff era for supposedly being too meta, while Frontiers gets a pass when it actually is overly meta?

The belief that wanting the characters to be reasonably accurate to (or at least be respectful to) their game selves is too demanding and toxic?

Frequently getting the details wrong in the games they claim to be a fan of?

Ian Flynn/Evan Stanley said it, therefore it must be true?

I could do this all day...

9. worst part of canon

Frontiers.

What a twist, right?

Yes, other games are obviously worse on an objective scale, like '06. This is not an anti-Pontaff extremist situation where I seriously try to claim that ___ as a game functions less than '06. But with all the other games I'm not so keen on, I can think of a redeeming quality. SA2 introduced Rouge, had some cool Eggman moments when isolated, and some nice aesthetics like the Pyramid Base and some A.R.K. levels. Unleashed had an iconic intro cutscene and gave us Eggmanland and the Egg Dragoon. The Storybooks portrayed Sonic himself well, with Secret Rings also having one of the few good non-Eggman villains. '06... has a lot of entertainment factor with how bad it is. Even the Boom games are at least easy to ignore, since they're part of the now-defunct Boom sub-franchise.

Frontiers is the only game I can think of where I struggle to come up with a single thing I like about it. Is my bitterness amplified by how dirty they did Eggman? Yeah, I'll hold my hands up and admit that, but by no means is that my only axe to grind. The way the rest of the cast were used, Super Sonic being overused to the point of losing all meaning and creating an uphill struggle for future games because Muh Dragon Ball Power Levels, the story itself and what it did to the Sonic lore, being completely sick and tired of Flynn's growing influence in the entire franchise, the game itself being extremely dull and having the overly desaturated environments and mostly indistinguishable enemy designs to go along with it... This is Sonic's return to glory? A game that desperately wants to not be a Sonic game marks the Year of Sonic? Give me a break.

It doesn't help that after all this time, I still rarely see anyone actually explain what makes the game or story good, instead preferring to belittle those who don't see what the big deal is, or using its popularity as an indication of quality. Kind of like the IDW standom. Funny, that.

10. worst part of fanon

...Also Frontiers.

Thanks for nothing, Sage.

Beyond that, there's the equally obvious ramifications of what IDW has done to the fandom. Namely, how Sonic, Shadow, Eggman, and other characters have been looked at with a warped lens by fans thanks to IDW's portrayal of them, and their efforts to justify their issues and/or pin the blame on SEGA.

Even IDW's own characters aren't safe from this; Flynn and Stanley's tug-of-war with Starline left lasting consequences, as did reducing Tangle and Whisper to be little more than obligatory lesbian rep (or a nightmare face dispenser in the case of Whisper). And tell me this, dear reader: with all the fanart of her that exists, when's the last time, or even the first time, you saw Surge be used in a fanfic, with an actual story? As her actual self (for better or worse)?

11. number of fandom-related words you've filtered

None, actually. But only because it does fuck all regardless, lol.

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🌊 Slash Ships to Get to Know Me ⚓️

Discovered via open tag (thanks @sliebman10!)

**Rules**: Name at least five (no upper limit) slash (M/M) ships you love. Each from a different fandom.

OK, so this little exercise took longer than I expected, because for me, there are many different categories of ship-love. The list I've compiled below is a reflection of my discovery journey with M/M ships, in order of significance. Some of them I have outgrown but left on the list as a mark of how deep of an impression they left on my psyche. I've only written fic for a few of them, but who knows, maybe others will pop up on my AO3 master list in the future.

Harry Potter - Drarry

This was the OG slash ship for me, although I would come to discover Wolfstar many years later. Both ships are significant for me, but since I can only give one ship per fandom, Drarry it is! The majority of my fic efforts have been in this fandom, in case you couldn’t already tell. 😉

Velvet Goldmine - Arthur Stuart/Curt Wild

This was another OG for me, being one of the first films I watched that centered gay relationships in a meaningful way (in my young adult mind, anyhow). I probably started as a Brian Slade/Curt Wild shipper, but I’ve since come to realize that I identify way more with Arthur/Curt. I also wrote a fic for this ship.

Brokeback Mountain - Jack Twist/Ennis Del Mar

This film quite literally broke my heart when I saw it in the theater as a young adult. So much so that I haven’t been able to watch it since, although I did later read the short story it was based on. I am glad that media representation of non-traumatic gay relationships has improved since then, because man, this one was tragic. Not to mention Heath Ledger dying just a few years later.

Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda - Simon/Bram 

On the flip side, this is the most adorable, positive depiction of young gay love that I’ve read so far. Possibly my favorite YA high school age ship to date, at least as far as the books go (I haven’t watched the TV series yet).

Our Flag Means Death - Stede Bonnet/Ed Teach

This TV show endeared itself to me in so many ways, but I think the most enduring love I have is for these two pirate lads. Can’t wait to see what the next season brings for them!

Hannibal – Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter

This ship fucked me up in a few different ways, not least because one of them likes to snack on people. However, the sexual tension is undeniable, and I wish they’d done this ship more justice than they ultimately did in the TV series.

Kill Your Darlings - Lucien Carr/Allen Ginsberg

Speaking of getting fucked up by ships… this one had the added layer of being based on a murderous true story, although I would say the relationship between these two college students was highly embellished, and to simmering effect. I also love that this was the first film project Daniel Radcliffe dived into while finishing up the Potter series, after honing his theater chops in Equus.

Amadeus - Mozart/Salieri

And now speaking of Equus and drama based on historical characters… I don’t think I picked up right away on how intimately linked these two characters were, but I think it was a big reason why I loved this film/play so damned much when I was growing up. The final scene between them is so utterly *chef’s-kiss*, I don’t think I have a choice but to ship them now.

Dark Is Rising series - Will Stanton/Bran Davies

Like Amadeus, this ship snuck up on me, probably because I was quite young when I first read this YA fantasy book series. As an adult, I love the idea of these two besties getting together years later, so much so that I wrote a fic for them.

Call Me By Your Name - Elio/Oliver

I have mixed feelings about this one. The film gutted me, and I tore through the book, but ultimately I feel like it was more the coming-of-age and fleeting-summer-romance angles that got to me than the actual characters, as compellingly portrayed as they were. I’m not holding out for a sequel film, given the controversy surrounding Armie Hammer, but I might eventually read the sequel book.

Heartstopper - Charlie/Nick

Pure, adorable fluff. I don’t have quite as many feels over this one as Simon/Bram, but watching the first season and the development of their romance was sheer delight.

And that's my list for the moment, although I intend to continue expanding it. Open tag for anyone else who wants to hop onboard, but just for the heck of it, I will tag @mangle-my-mind and @silverfactory! ⛵️

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.. Yeah

I didn't even know naib is south Asian🥲

Oh I know them.

Yeah Naib is from Napal, and I do agree that he should be darker. Though, trust me, there are a lot of pale asians, including south east asians. I don't think there should be been a 'white washing problem' with your post.

Bro how can you white wash a character when they're already that skintone? 💀 it's not like you went out of your way to make him even paler because you think paler skin is better or smth.

It's pretty common knowledge that Naib is a pale character despite being from Nepal (I hate Netease for this every single day of my life) but I don't think that person should have came at you like that? Especially because skin color does not equal race/ethnicity (not saying that people can claim to be a race/ethnicity when they're really not)

Yes there are varying degrees of skin color people give Naib, and there is no denying that the character design team fucked up. Though I can't speak for Southern Asian people, I can tell you that some of my fellow brother and sisters are fucking GHOSTS (Not european looking because um yeah...) My sister of course has melanin, but she is more pale than most.

I was real PALE in quarantine. I was born very toned because I have most of my father's body genes. I did still have tan and yellow undertones, but I changed a considerable amount.

Especially when I moved and winter rolled around, I started to look even more different. Then the warmer south temperatures came around and I was tanned again. (Though not too much because I did a lot of physical labor inside) After I quit that, I started to do online school and went back to being paler.

This is my hand rn (I tried to keep it in the shadows so the white light wouldn't interfere much)

Don't say anything abt my nails, I HAVE MAD ANXIETY.

I was way tanner than this. Let me tell you, when I was younger, I always said I was the tannest kid out of all of my family members after leaving the beach. Nowadays I'm more of a in between looking type of gal.

You're very obviously not a native English speaker (/gen /nm) and I'm sure where you live, colorism is incredibly rampant. I understand that you may be uneducated and dissimive of these sort of things because you grew up around these kind of ideals.

I can totally help you understand and educate you on colorism and the issues of IDV. There's always room to grow and be better, especially with these types of things.

I may not know you personally, but I know you're not the type of person to purposefully act with bad intent. I trust that you are a good person and genuinely want to learn about the difficulties of representation in media to better yourself.

You also have no issue with drawing my skin tone, soooooo I don't see why you would try to 'white wash him' when you're alright the one I had at the time.

I personally prefer when people do give Naib more realistic representation, but I don't really mind it when people draw him pale? Idk I guess I'm just used to seeing him pale. From now on, it would definitely be nice and more realistic if you started drawing Naib with tanner skin due to his lore and cultural background. (Not saying that there ZERO PALE NAPALI PEOPLE)

Eh I don't really rock with that person anymore anyways. No shade, just saying we ain't buddy buddy.

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I WAS JUST ABOUT TO RECOMMEND 'BLUE LOCK' TO YOUUUU!!! IT'S SO GOOD!! PLEASE TALK TO ME ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS!!

OH MY GOD YES OKAY I AM SOOOOO GLAD TO HEAR YOU ASK ABT THIS BECAUSE I AM LITERALLY INSANE OVER ALL OF IT. I AM UNWELL. I AM NOT ACTING NORMAL ABOUT THIS STORY.

okay anyways now that i've gotten that out of the way. oh my god okay favorite characters lets do this

tbh i am soooo in love with, like, 99% of them. the only character i am actually annoyed by is barou but i also feel like he could grow on me with a few more chapters, yk? oh! just to clarify, i've read up to chp 71!! so some spoilers up until then incoming :) i'm a little insane as i get ready to keep reading. i skipped out on a party to do this LMAO. so favorites! but not in any order because i can't do that!

bachiraaaaa!!! oh my god he is my boy. he is everything to me. just,,, you expect me to read the words "there is a monster inside of me" and expect me to NOT go insane abt it? he plays because it's fun and he's at blue lock to find someone who has the same monster, the same desire and passion, he is SO much and i am obsessed with it. literally the moment he stole the ball from isagi in the tag game they played, i KNEW. he's my type of character fr. rin telling him that "you're searching for someone with your soccer" i'm gonna fucking scream. oh and also he's the sleepy boy representation that i need, so.

^^things i'm not !!! ok !!!!!! about !!!!!

reo.... i just think he has sooooo many issues and they are so so so interesting. like, this is a character who gets everything he wants and then the one thing he really desires is just out of his reach. he is so broken up about nagi, too, and i loooove to see that in my pathetic little men. top ten things that had made me insane so far: reo saying "have you forgotten our promise" in reference to him saying they're going to be the best in the world, followed immediately by nagi saying that he's the one who's forgotten their promise, in reference to reo saying "let's play soccer." i'm literally howling at the moon. screeching at the sun like a bat. i am going crazy over this.

^^^reo you literally have so many problems and i NEED to see you self-destruct

isagi!! tbh idk if i'm really usually a main character person, but i'm a little in love with isagi. he's just. SO interesting. every time he talks about devouring other players' skills and making them his own....i am literally losing my mind. in the game against chigiri, kunigami, and reo, when isagi talks about devouring barou's darkness and turning it into light....catch me literally screaming out loud about him. his growth and "leveling up" is SO much fun to watch/read and i AM dying over it. every time he learns a new weapon or figures out how to better use one, i AM in my bed pumping my fist and screaming go best friend you go best friend!!! i believe the next chp is the game against bachira, rin, aryu, and tokimitsu, and i can already feel myself losing it a little bit.

^^^HELLO?????? I'M NOT OKAY ??????

chigiri! i'm not as insane about him as i am about the others, but i do love him very very much. the "i play for that joy i felt the first time i outran someone" and the "for as long as my legs work i want to play soccer" moments genuinely had me crying no joke. and his whole deal at the very start with "i was looking for a way to give up" versus his growth to wanting to beat isagi and become the best in the world... i am sooo unwell about it. in, like, fifty chapters he's grown SO much and i am so excited to see where he goes from here. and i think the match up between him and aryu is gonna be reeeaaalllyyyy interesting, too!! super excited to see how that pulls through. ahhh. he's just soooo.

^^literally trembling as i read this again

ahhhh. yeah ok extensive list oops. i think those are all the main faves right now !!! i am so broken about them and it has literally been 13 episodes and 70 chapters. that's so fucked up.

the thing is just that this show was, like, TAILOR MADE to all of my interests. it's sooo high stakes and for what. it's my favorite sport in real life. it has characters who need therapy for real. god. yeah.