#he- he literally- the killing joke?!????!??

[cosmosluckycharms]

Bug Like Angel

pt4

See you soon

hey guys warning this chapter literally has none of the batfam here its highlighting reader being insterted into itsv-atsv

It has been a year since you had gotten bitten.

You were now 14

Since then you've lost a couple of people.

Your Gwen Stacy, who was instead named [REDACTED], was killed while you were trying to stop the green goblin.

You lost an officer you were close to. He died while protecting a kid.

You lost someone you considered an uncle.

You were tired.

Since then you've been training yourself, secretly fighting crime to not be seen by your family, and getting stronger in general.

Every day was sortve the same. Wake up, get ready, go to school, come home, eat, fight crime, sleep, repeat.

It all changed one day.

You had just gotten back from patrol.

You stopped 3 muggings and saved a cat from a tree.It was a slow day, thankfully.

You were doing your homework peacefully.

You were almost done with your algebra homework when suddenly a portal popped up right next to you.

You couldn't process anything as the portal sucked you up and took you in.

The next thing you knew, you were stuck in an alternate universe with other versions of you.

And you had to get home soon ASAP no rocky if you didn't wanna die.

And that be all fine and dandy.

Except you didn't wanna get attached to anyone.

You didn't want them to exclude you and you to follow them around like a lost puppy like you did with your family.

And guess what?

You did get attached.

Peni, a small kid who was in a tiny robot fighting, was like a little sister to you.

Peter B. Parker, ham, and Noir were all like uncles to you.

gwen and Miles were your cool older siblings.

You loved them.

And you hated that.

Because you knew deep down, you wouldn't get to see each other again.

You all were destined to be apart, due to your separate universes.

You got attached.

You were attached to noir and how his coat smelled like cigarettes and milkshakes.

You were attached to Ham and how he always cracked jokes when things got tense and awkward.

You were attached to peter b and how he talked about his past experiences.

You got attached to Peni and how she would use stickers everywhere.

You got attached to Miles and how stupidly awkward he was with Gwen.

You got attached to Gwen and how she gave you the advice you always needed.

Fuck.

You didn't wanna go back to the manor.

This is the happiest you've been in a while.

This is home.

You can go on patrol here without worrying that your family might see you.

You are constantly smiling and laughing with the people here.

You're constantly wishing you could stay here forever.

Other than the constantly painful glitching, you're so happy and excited.

You never wanna leave.

You were so proud of Miles and how he got everyone home.

You cried as soon as you landed back in your room.

You sobbed into your pillow. You're gonna miss them.

No one even noticed you were gone for a week.

No one noticed how bruised up you were.

No one noticed how sad you looked.

It's been 5 months since then.

You got invited to join the Spider Society.

Miguel saw you on patrol trying to fight an anomaly and failing miserably due to you never fully getting actual training.

You were trying! It's just that you didn't want your family to see you so its sort of hard to control a whole glitching green goblin...

Miguel took you into the spider society.

You saw peter b in Miguel's office and immediately tackled him into a hug and cried a little.

You learned that due to being a mix of two multiverses (Marvel and DC) your canon events were a tiny bit messed up.

Miguel explained everything, but everything was going through one ear and out the other.

You wondered if the others were here too.

You wondered if they missed you like you missed them.

Miguel could see how spaced out you were.

"What's wrong, Mija?"

"Are the others here? Like Gwen, Miles, ham, noir, and Peni? I know Peter's here, I saw him just now, but what about the others?"

He went on to explain how they hadn't been invited yet.

Later on, you begged him to at least invite Peni.

He couldn't resist your puppy dog eyes, so he said yes.

Since being introduced into society, you've slowly started getting used to just doing everything here.

You would go into Miguel's office for hours and hours just to be around him.

He was like the father you always wanted!

He would listen to you complain about your family, and he would always lend a shoulder to cry on.

On multiple occasions, he had to carry you back to your bed in your universe because you'd fall asleep in his office on the floor.

You both have gotten close.

Miguel was your emergency contact, always there when you needed him. Despite his intimidating appearance to others, he was never scary to you.

At one point you saw Gwen again, finally!

You were so happy! one step closer to getting everyone together again!

Slowly, you saw everyone again.

..Everyone except Miles.

You didn't understand, why not Miles?

You asked Miguel and he went on a tangent that did not make sense and went through one ear and out the other.

You did get to meet Pavitr and Hobie.

Pavitr was your twin! You guys had similar personalities and had twin telepathy.

You both were around the same age and everything!

Hobie is SO COOL!

He taught you how to play your guitar! You were finally getting a hang of it!

He was like the older brother you never had!

You wanted to be like him so bad!

When he and Gwen jokingly said they wanted to start a band, you wanted to!

A couple of months later, you saw miles again!

It wasn't in the best circumstances.

You had just gotten back from school. You were in your room scrolling on your phone, when suddenly your spidey senses tingled.

You saw Gwen hop out of a portal in the middle of your room.

"Hey! I kinda sort of need your help."

"what's going on?" you asked, tilting your head in curiosity.

Gwen went on to explain everything you missed.

From Gwen seeing miles to Miles tagging along onto Mamhatten in pavers universe, and then to Miguel's body slamming him into a train and calling everyone to chase him.

Jeez, you don't go to the society for one day and everything goes to shit.

You thought about it for a second, no one would notice you not being here for a couple of days, right?

"..alright, I've saved the multiverse once, I can do it again."

You sat up on your bed and grabbed your suit.

You grabbed Gwen's arm as she took you to a whole other universe.

After a lot of fighting, you all managed to save Miles's dad.

Seeing their family be happy together made you tear up in happiness.

They deserved to be happy.

After a lot of apologies from all parties, everything was still pretty awkward.

You've probably apologized to Miles over a million times despite him insisting it wasn't your fault.

Sure, you didn't help the others chase him, but you still didn't tell him about society.

Hell, you should've been there to defend him.

You should yelled at Miguel from the beginning over him not letting Miles in his exclusive clubhouse.

Instead, you were scared Miguel was gonna bring you back to the manor and disown you, even if you knew he would never do that to you.

You should've stood by miles from the start.

It's never too late to make up for everything.

oml this was kinda boring but i needed filler lol

honestly i might write a oneshot of all the spiderkids together

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[mewhenimanangel]

need that, hamzahthefantastic

prev pt 3*

—synopsis. hamzah invites you over to be in their new video

—warnings!: freaky uti, dry humping, undressing

notes 🫧: the fight was so tuff, i’m a die hard noob

—🐞

you parked your car outside hamzah’s house, fixing your lip gloss and zipping up your sweater before going to knock on his door.

him and martin invited you to be in one of their sims videos since mandy was on vacation and they knew you played as well.

it’s been around two weeks since you and hamzah made out in his car. since then, you’d been texting a lot more and you hung out twice with mandy and martin. though, you haven’t done anything to continue what he started.

hamzah answered the door with a grin, “come on in boi, we haven’t started playing yet. martin’s still connecting the camera and the mic” he closed the door behind you.

you felt something brush against your leg, looking down to see his cat rubbing itself on your leg. “awwww he’s so cute” you reached down to see if he’d let you pick him up.

when he did you held him in your arms and rubbed behind its ear. “which one is this?” you asked hamzah. “this is blue. red’s probably upstairs somewhere clawing at something.” he said, reaching over your arm to pet blue.

“i had to put a child lock on my fridge cause they figured out how to open it bruh” he shook his head.

you giggled looking at him with a smile.

“oh hey y/n, didn’t know you were here already. i just finished setting up the camera” martin said. “heyy” you put blue down on the floor, following martin.

“you ready to get your sims on?” he asked. “try freaking born ready” you giggled, hamzah following behind you.

you sat off to the side on the couch in hamzah’s office while they started the video. “hello everynyan-” hamzah interrupted him “dude what” “it’s like a meme like have you ever seen it? it’s like oh my gahhh” martin awkwardly repeated the video, hamzah stifling a laugh. “anyways we’re back and better than frigging ever” martin started off.

“now it has been a while-“ “definitely been a while-“ “right, a while since our regularly scheduled programming” hamzah said. “i hope you guys enjoyed the fight, we worked super hard literally for like six months”

“and you may realize we’re not in our usual spot, wanna tell them why that is?” martin said. “yes we are, we’re in my house this time because mandy’s on vacation and martin, feeling like a sad little lonely boy wanted to come over and play with me”

“yes mandy is gone. she is in spain right now because she doesn’t love me anymore. you know what they say, ‘go to spain when your lover’s a pain’. that’s why she hasn’t proposed to me yet in the big year of twenty twenty-five” martin went on. “literally nobody says that”

“but speaking of mandy, today we’re playing the sims. something we haven’t done in a long time and we need a little bit of a refresher” “yes, the sims is a girl game and since we don’t have mandy, we brought back up” hamzah added.

“yes, we obviously cannot play this game ourselves so we brought in another expert” they looked at each other before counting down from 3 and snapping their fingers. you knew they were gonna put some silly transition effect over this.

hamzah got up to get another chair for you “you good?” he asked you, making sure you were comfortable. and you nod your head before sitting between them. “hellurr. yes i am mandy’s back up today. because obviously, they don’t know what they’re doing so im taking over.”

“dude what is it with girls and the sims. only girls know how to play the sims” martin and hamzah riffed while you logged into your sims account.

“now this is your first time on here y/n, how do you feel in the presence of such greatness” martin asked. “well im honored to be on but i don’t know about ‘greatness’” you joked.

after two hours of creating sims and making them kill, cheat, fornicate, and find love, they ended the video. “banger video alert” hamzah turned the computer off. “uhh yeah that was really good if i do say so myself.” you pat yourself on the back.

the three of you lounged around hamzah’s living room for another hour after that. “are you guys hungry?” hamzah asked “i was gonna order some food” “actually i still have some packing to do for my flight tomorrow” martin sighed while playing with red. “oh shit right, i forgot” hamzah shrugged.

“i’m gonna head out now bro i’ll see you next week” he dapped hamzah up before doing the same to you. hamzah followed him out before closing the door behind him.

“i could eat” you shrugged and hamzah smiled. he pulled his phone out and ordered chick-fil-a, adding in your order.

you sat criss crossed on his couch as blue jumped into your lap, snuggling up against you and purring. “his ass definitely likes you” hamzah chuckled.

“do you want one?” he asked, coming back from his bedroom with a little jar of edibles. “sure” you reached to grab one with your nails.

hamzah grabbed one too and you tapped them together in a ‘cheers’ motion before eating them.

you soured your face and gagged “okay these are nasty oh my god” you laughed. “yeah they taste like butt but they do the job. the food should be here in like twenty minutes” he said, joining you on the couch.

you helped him review the footage from the video before he sent it to their editor. by now the edible was beginning to kick in and you were growing hungrier by the minute. his door bell rung and he got up to answer the door.

he came back holding the bags of food up with a smile on his face and plopped down onto the couch, this time much closer to you, legs and arms touching.

“fuck i’m starving. is that shit kicking in for you yet?” he asked, handing you your sandwich and fries. “oh it is” you grinned.

“have you ever had the mac and cheese?” he asked you. “no i usually go for the fries” “okay here you gotta try it.” he took some on his fork and put it in front of your mouth, paying close attention to the way your lips wrapped around the fork. “right?” he nod his head at your reaction.

“wait here, you’ve got some cheese on your mouth” he said, brushing your lip off with a napkin. “oh..oops” you giggled through your slowed words.

the two of you tore through your food, turning on family guy in the background. “that was so fucking good” you looked at him, eyes low and red.

“right…..i’m stuffed.” you slowly sipped on your milkshake. “do you ever think about what they do with the cut out pieces of fries?” you asked, just chatting. “i always wonder but they probably just throw them away.” he added.

you leaned back into the couch, cross legged, knee resting atop of hamzah’s as he put his arm on the back of the chair behind you.

he slowly rubbed your bare shoulder that peeked from under your hoodie that was falling off. you leaned your head back, resting it on his arm before looking at him.

“so, are we just never gonna talk about it again?” you addressed the elephant in the room. “hm?” he looked at you. “the kiss, are we just gonna act like it didn’t happen?”

“no of course not, i just wasn’t sure if i had made you uncomfortable so i didn’t wanna push anything again” he shrugged. “hamzah i kissed you back for a reason. i wanted it” you reassured. “and i still do” you said, looking away for a second.

he grabbed your chin, turning your face back to his before kissing you. you leaned into the kiss, rubbing your nails at the back of his neck.

the room filled with your mutual satisfied sounds, hamzah pushing his hand up under your sweater. he laid you down against the couch arm, keeping himself steady atop of you.

he slowly pulled the zip down, taking off your sweater off, you willed yourself to follow his lead, wrapping your arms around him. he broke the kiss, “you good, right?” he asked. “yeah, keep going. i want you, hamzah” you reassured. he kissed you again before lining kisses down your jawline and throat. he sucked down on your skin “wait don’t leave any hickeys” you said through a moan.

“too late” he let out a breathy laugh, making you giggle. hamzah let out a soft noise at the feeling of your nails rubbing through his hair. he slowly eased his up under your tank top, reaching up he grabbed a handful of bra. “here, hang on” you sat up, taking off your shirt and throwing it by your sweater. you fiddled with your bra clasp and eased the straps off your shoulders, letting your boobs rest.

hamzah stared at them, mouth agape. “that was a push up bra by the way, so don’t be too disappointed” you joked. “how would i be disappointed. you’re fucking hot” he pulled you atop of him and kissed you, hands firm on your ass.

he kissed down the middle of your chest before his mouth latched on. you sighed in satisfaction when he rolled his tongue.

you subconsciously grinded your hips on his, feeling him grow. “fuck” you winced. you stayed in that position for a while, dry humping each other as he kissed and sucked all over your upper body. you felt yourself getting needier by the minute. “hamzah-“ you started before being interrupted by a knocking on the door. “dude let me in, i forgot my wallet” it was martin.

you looked at hamzah before getting up. he kissed you “go to my bedroom, i’ll be there in a second” he told you and you smirked before leaving the room.

hamzah let him in “ugh thank you, i was worried you fell asleep” martin said, spotting his wallet on the side table.

hamzah looked over his shoulder realizing your shirt and bra were still thrown around on the couch. “imagine i went all the way to spain and forgot this just sitting here” martin chuckled before turning around, hamzah missing the chance to let him not to.

“oou you got chick-fil-a? anything left?” he looked inside a bag before he came face to face with your bra. he turned around, jaw dropped “dude!” he gasped and hamzah grinned.

lvryn

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lvryn alright who pressed fast forward on my weekend 😂

mandys_iphone cute

user HELLO? is this a soft launch?????

ynlover omg this and how touchy they were in the sims video last month, they’re definitely dating ?)!(!;$:

— 🐞 the end

[drdemonprince]

…I’m asking this as a younger queer person who was busy with other things during the 2000s (namely being a toddler/very young child)…what was being queer teen in the early 2000s like? Also, before I go interrogate the first willing 40 year old I find at the LGBT Center…do you know of any books or articles about this time period?

it was a lot of being forced through abstinence only sex education, getting hate crimed, being super eating disordered and that being completely normalized and even considered healthy, having classmates die of a mix of eating disorders & drug use, rampant teen pregnancy, both teachers and students getting into fistfights, being sexually harassed literally all the time, the one trans kid having to take school online so he wouldnt kill himself, 25 year olds hanging out around the school giving girls cigarettes and sexually assaulting them, working a part time job at the mall for 5.50 an hour then driving home to find your mom watching bill oreilly ranting about how people like you are evil and disgusting and next thing jeff dunhams on the tv doing jokes about dead muslims. cant tell you just how ambient and everywhere both violent homophobia and rape culture were like it was omnipresent. lotta slurs too. lots of teens getting black out drunk all the time and puking and getting into situations. what resistance to the wars i got to see in my small ish city was a few rallies of a few dozen people and some protest signs tied to highway overpasses, but otherwise american flags and jingoistic propaganda were everywhereeeee, on every minivan window and classroom etc. nobody spoke up for gay people that wasnt gay and everybody hated women and were so so anti black

the internet was a lot better though.

[nickgurl4life]

ྀི Period Comfort ྀི

All Fluff!!

Chris knew something was wrong the second he walked through the door. Normally, you’d at least mumble a sleepy “hi” from the couch or peek up at him from your phone, but tonight? Nothing. Just a sad little lump buried under a pile of blankets, barely moving. He kicked off his sneakers, tossing his keys onto the counter before making a beeline for you.

"Sweetheart?” His voice was soft as he crouched beside the couch, brushing his fingers over your forehead. Your eyes fluttered open just a little, and when he saw how tired, puffy, and downright miserable they looked, his heart clenched.

Chris had been out all day, filming with his brothers, running around town for content. It had been a good time—loud, chaotic, filled with way too much caffeine—but the second he saw you like this, none of that mattered anymore. He frowned, pressing the back of his hand to your cheek. “Babe, you feeling bad?” You let out a weak groan. “My uterus is trying to kill me.”

Chris gasped dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. “How dare it. I’ll fight it. No, seriously. Let me at it.” He raised his fists in an exaggerated boxing stance, making you snort despite the pain. “Nah, ‘cause for real, this is unacceptable behavior. Who gave it permission to betray you like this?”

You let out a tired laugh, but it quickly faded into a wince as another cramp rolled through your body. Instantly, Chris’s playful expression softened. “Okay, okay, no more jokes. C’mere.” Without hesitation, he slid his arms beneath you, lifting you up—blankets and all—and settling you in his lap as he sat back on the couch. You groaned in protest. “Chris, I’m literally a furnace right now.”

“And I’m your personal ice pack,” he countered, tucking you closer against his chest. He was cool from being outside, his hoodie soft and familiar, smelling like fresh air, vanilla-scented detergent, and him. His arms wrapped securely around you, and despite the dull ache still gnawing at your stomach, you felt yourself relax.

Chris grabbed the heating pad he’d already prepped—because of course he had—and gently pressed it against your lower belly. “Better?” he murmured, nuzzling his nose against your temple. You sighed, melting against him. “Yeah.”

He smiled, proud of himself, then reached for the bag on the coffee table. “Alright, listen. I come bearing gifts.” He rattled it for dramatic effect. “I got your favorite snacks, a big bottle of water—‘cause hydration is key, duh—and boom.” He whipped out your comfiest hoodie, fresh out of the dryer. “Warm and ready, just for you.”

Your eyes widened. “You did laundry for me?” Chris smirked. “I mean, I just threw it in the dryer, but yeah, let’s pretend I’m a domestic god.” You giggled, and he beamed like he’d just won an award. He kissed your forehead before grabbing the remote. “Okay, comfort movie time. Do we go classic Disney, a rom-com, or absolute chaos?”

You grinned sleepily. “You already know.” Chris gasped in mock horror. “Shrek it is.” As the opening scene played, Chris wrapped you up tighter, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your back. The cramps still sucked, but with him holding you, whispering the dumbest jokes in your ear, and making sure you had everything you needed, it didn’t feel so unbearable.

He pressed another soft kiss to your temple. “I got you, sweetheart. Always.” And as the sounds of the movie filled the room, you knew—no matter how bad the cramps got, with Chris by your side, you’d always be okay.

[blade-liger-4ever]

Relationship Analysis: Moonwatcher Should Have Gotten Winter Instead of Qibli

Boy, been a while since I did one of these posts, huh?

I know, I'm late to the party. The books have long since ended, and in such a way that I (regrettably) got rid of my favorite one in the franchise, Winter Turning. However, I've had many thoughts about Moon's endgame relationship which, while handled poorly, was not ideal from the beginning at all.

Sit down and prepare yourselves readers, for I have bottled this up for far too long.

The unhealthy relationship with Qibli

This will get many a fan irate, for Qibli was outwardly nothing but kind, loyal, and supportive of Moonwatcher during the second arc. However, despite this disposition, inside, Qibli was an emotionally destroyed dragon - to the point that even in Moon Rising, he literally thought in ways to make people like him.

Now I feel for Qibli. His mother beat him like a drum for the smallest of mistakes, his siblings tried to kill him repeatedly, and for reasons beyond my total understanding of how this fit into the plot because of how poorly executed it was, his grandfather was hoping to groom him as his criminal successor. None of this is good treatment for anyone, fictional or real. However, because this effectively broke Qibli, he was left desperately craving love and validation for his worth as an individual.

I kid you not, it's confirmed in-universe that Thorn unwittingly earned his entire devotion by simply complementing him. One sentence, said in earnest but without much thought to his background - and Qibli would have done anything to keep gaining such affirmations, which he did.

Furthermore, it's not just Thorn's love he wants.

It's that of the world.

Qibli spends the entire books doing everything in his power to do whatever it takes to get love, or even platonic affection, from the dragons around him. If it means being silly or serious, he'll transform into that type of dragon to get it. Even going to Jade Mountain Academy was done because disobeying Thorn would run the risk of losing her affection, which Qibli is desperate to maintain. And when he meets the pretty, naïve to the world Moonwatcher, who has no life experience and wants to see the good in everyone, he falls for her because of a few reasons: one is that he recognizes she won't hurt him, and another is her natural sweetness is something new to him.

So he observes and trails after her like a lost puppy looking for scraps of love to eat.

This is where it gets unhealthy because Qibli, though well-meaning, begins to see her less as an individual dragon with individual worth, and more like a goddess of perfection that he can't live without. No joke, every two chapters of Darkness of Dragons (and not to mention the snippets of his mind we see in Book 6), Qibli does nothing but pine after Moon while bemoaning how he's practically worthless unless she sees value in him, thereby encouraging him to do anything to earn her love. This makes him put Moon on a pedestal of perfection that is above all worldly things and will make him do anything to keep her in the box he's ascribed to her lest she prove she's not all he believes her to be and thus necessitating his reason for living. And because Moon, due to wanting to believe her father figure Darkstalker is actually good and trying to make the world better, basically asks both her admirers to reject reality as she has in order to not grow up and face the truth: that Darkstalker is evil and must be stopped, no matter how personally painful it is.

And as expected, Qibli chooses pleasing her over doing the right thing in this matter because if he denies Moon this, she will not chose him. And he will lose the perfect goddess he envisions and crawl up and die in the desert because, without her validation, he has no reason to do anything but cease living.

This is unhealthy because it traps Moon in a relationship that keeps her from maturing and learning that evil does exist alongside the good in the world. Couples can be silly at times and have fun, but not to the point of regressing into childishness. This is what happens to Moon, and Qibli will never tell her no for fear of losing his perfect deity.

The healthy relationship with Winter.

Yes, Winter was far from kind to Moon in their first few interactions. He threatened her, yes. He yelled at her, yes. He didn't trust her, yes.

But name a time he raised a talon against her. A time where he viewed himself as nothing without her approval.

Additionally, Winter had good reasons for withholding his trust from her. The amount of times Moon hid things from him, unintentionally blindsiding him with this knowledge when he'd thought she'd just proved to be different from other NightWings - how would you react? Be honest, because if a man hid that he was a mind reader and seer from me throughout our friendship, hid that he was on friendly terms with an ancient bane of my people (and who posed a threat to the whole world), I'd have serious issues with him, too.

Now, Winter was abused similarly to Qibli - however, it was mental and emotional abuse, which forced him to grow up and see how their treatment of him, while "normal" among IceWing extremists, was still wrong. He knew this because his friend Lynx was treated well by her lesser noble house, and he recognized quite quickly that even the "evil NightWings" took as much care with their dragonets as any other mother IceWing would. This made him think, and after seeing how genuinely nice and steadfast in her beliefs Moon was, it allowed Winter to become openminded and grow out of his abuse and the views he'd been forced to swallow.

This is made better by the fact that, while his thoughts often drifted toward Moon, he didn't make her the center of his world, or consider breaking his moral principles just to earn her affection. Because at the penultimate moment of dealing with Darkstalker, yes, Winter is rightly traumatized from having his whole personality rewritten (and likely hurt that Moon is uncharacteristically unbothered by this), but he won't please her with rejecting reality. Doing so would mean making a relationship easier, but Winter isn't thinking just about what they could have.

He's thinking about how many lives would be lost if he did so, and how much danger she will put herself in if he agrees.

And despite having that opportunity - that opportunity to have a relationship with Moon, to finally get his heart's desire to be with her - Winter says, "No. It's wrong, and I can't do that, even if it's what you really want."

Winter will not compromise himself and do the wrong thing for her, nor will he allow her to live with the dangerous misconception that the world is full of rainbows and unicorns, that nothing is ever wrong.

This is why Winter is the genuinely healthy choice for Moonwatcher. He seeks not to please the world, to bend to evil, and he does not manipulate in order to gain love. Because while he does have his own craving for love, Winter recognizes that very few people will actually gift him with it. He makes his peace with that, and chooses good over evil because he'd rather lose the world than lose love that he can - and has - lived without.

He won't trap Moon in a fantasy, but help her grow into adulthood and recognition of the beauty and ugliness of the world around them.

(Not my art.)

These are my thoughts on which dragon is worthier of Moon. I hoped you liked it, and that it got some of you thinking.

Take care, and see you in the skies!

[yandereunsolved]

could see yandere john if he had a sheriff darling purposely getting himself arrested just to see them/harass them, Jack too

I have so many thoughts on this.

Sheriff reader is always a lovely thought when it comes to rdr characters. And yes, like father―like son. It depends if we are talking high or low honor.

I'll do both. To please you all.

Yandere High Honor John would not want to be arrested. He is trying to change his ways. He needs to be better for his family. He isn't a religious man, but coveting another person while he is married is definitely a sin. He's already committed enough of those to last several each other.

So he chooses to help sherriff darling. He clears out the local gangs, buys them drinks, stalks them home and watches out for intruders, and even takes care of scum behind their back. Luring people to their deaths in the wilderness is just what friends do for eachother.

Sure. He dreams about what you feel like. He imagines marrying you too. He wants nothing more than to kidnap you and make you a farm spouse. But he won't. At least not yet. He's either gotta get Abigail on board or―keep you a secret. He really doesn't want to. He's tired of them. Secrets have gotten so many people he's loved killed.

Yandere Low Honor John gets arrested a lot. He's already considered a criminal but he can't be hung or jailed too long because he's working for the government. He's too old to care about 'future' consequences. His entire life has been dealing with future consequences.

He wants you. He wants you now.

And he doesn't have forever to wait. But he still loves to play games with you.

No matter your age he will still try and come off as the older, more dominant person in this weird relationship you have with him. But there's also no joke to his devotion. He will and has murdered people right in front of you for you before. And there's little you can do but lock him up for a few days and hope he'll stop.

He has no qualms about keeping you a secret from his family. He also cares about them somewhat less now that you are in his life. He feels like he is saving them out of obligation, not out of love.

Arthur's sacrifice still hits home for him. But why can't darling be part of the reason he never looks back? Abigail, Jack, and Uncle are the only reason his past is still haunting him. So would it be so bad if they died?

Yandere High Honor Jack is still somewhat the person his parents wanted him to be. He's a bounty hunter―a gunslinger, but not entirely at outlaw. He writes and he yearns. He knows he's too broken to be loved but still wishes for it.

So he gets arrested for more minor incidents. Although, he can't hold back from being violent towards people who are already being violent.

He is more respectful of you and your time. He offers to go on patrol with and or for you. He also hunts down escaped convicts.

Now he can't help but hate your job. You're part of the law who so ruthlessly murdered his pa. But it's like one of those romance books he snuck to read behind his ma's back. He'll help you see the error of your ways. Or kidnap you out of them. Whichever is easier.

He's also lessy mouthy, but still a perv. He just usually keeps those dirty thoughts to himself.

Yandere Low Honor Jack is nothing like the man his father and mother wanted him to be. He hates you so fucking much. And he has very few people to take his anger out on. So he takes it out on you.

He makes as much of a ruckus as he can. Chaos runs amok. And he does a damn good job of it. He's crafty. He knows how to evade you. And he spends most of his time doing just that.

He thinks it'll make you 'want him more' since you're chasing after him (quite literally). It makes his blood pump in more place than one. And who's to say he won't get handsy if he manages to knock you off your horse? Just a little kiss. Maybe more.

His favorite game is to try and mark you up before you can stop him. Whether that be from hickies or bruises you get from him attacking you.

Really the only time you can lock him up is when he's blackout drunk. And even then he manages to find ways to escape before you can hang him. It's just so hard to find good help these days. And you heavily suspect Jack is the one shooting (and brutually killing) the deputies you hire. So no one wants to work for you.

Sometimes he delays his escape from his cell just for fun. Teasing you, flirting, and or trying to bribe you―with not only money but also his body.

[mcytgaynessshowdown]

REMEMBER THIS IS BASED ON CHARACTERS NOT CREATORS! We are not calling straight creators gay!

Smallishbeans

Number of submissions : 7 From : Hermitcraft, Life Series, Empires SMP, SOS SMP Headcanons : Bisexual, Gay Reasons:

shipped with everyone and is obsessed with fellow (male) mcyt ethoslab

Obsessed with four different guys but denies it also has a thing for neck kisses

Talks about neck kisses and makes jokes abt how everyone is obsessed with him

Etho. Jimmy. Need I say more?

he is married to a woman but so intensely committed to the bit that he’ll put that aside

He has a “child” with Sausage in Empires, Etho exists, he has called Jimmy “babe” (this doesn’t really count but he’s open up episodes of Hermitcraft with something along the lines of “Hello idiots welcome back to ‘why are these these men obsessed with me SMP’” sooooo ya:D

He’s the definition of a chaotic bisexual. He is the epitome of ‘be gay do crime’.

He has a wife and despite this he still has men chasing him, he calls Jimmy ‘babe’, he’s obsessed with a Canadian man who he also called ‘babe’ after being complemented by said Canadian man while playing the Canadian man’s game (this is Etho if you haven’t caught on by now), and I swear to god everywhere he goes he manages to flirt with and attract even more men.

he's obsessed with etho

GeminiTay

Number of submissions : 4 From : Hermitcraft, The Life Series , Empires SMP Headcanons : Bisexual, Lesbian Reasons :

WHATEVER IS GOING ON WITH HER AND PEARL HONESTLY

1) The content creator herself is bisexual so she has to be in the running for this 2) In Hermitcraft S10 when Pearl was talking about wearing only a salmon head Gem said, “‘Naked with a salmon head! Can’t wait to see the fanart of that” 3) When Pearl kept failing to kill Gem in Wild Life Gem said that it was cute when she was pathetic and insisted upon it when Pearl denied it 4) There’s more examples like the doomed borderline break-up Gem and Pearl had in Secret Life and the bitter ex act Gem had in Wild Life but it’s 1:31AM and I am tired so goodnight 5) Oh yeah and Gem literally has the bisexual flag on her shoe

[sairenharia]

LA Sonic and Fuzzy Radiation

More thinky thoughts on the weirdness of Hedgehogs and Chaos Energy.

Brought to you by, of all things, a jokey scene.

Tom and Maddie are changing and don't even know it.

So, I do get the joke. The joke is that Tom and Maddie now have so much time and energy to do a ton of hobbies now that all three of their boys are out of the house and sure! That makes sense! Sometimes parents need a break from kids because they are a lot!

But also the boys have been gone, what? At very most maybe two days. And the very start of that time, they were camping and doing s'mores, so even if went home right away, that's still a few hours down from traveling, but also probably sleeping. So they didn't even have that full time just from where they were.

And in that time, they were baking, knitting, puzzles, models, ventriloquism, where they are getting supplies, learning what they don't know, and getting a custom puppet. This is A Lot of stuff to do and that is the joke.

But what if its NOT simply a joke.

Because there is another thing to consider.

Tom didn't die when Shadow thought he was a man he very much wanted to kill. His life was at risk. Shadow used chaos energy in that punch.

And sure, maybe it was a wish with the Master Emerald, or maybe its a sign of something else going on. Maybe Shadow's self doubts were that strong even with someone he felt betrayed him specifically.

Namely the fact Tom and Maddie are around Sonic and Knuckles all the time.

We knows the quills the boys shed can be used for power. They are unlimited energy, but they can specifically grant certain attributes. Sonic's quills, if utilized properly, can grant speed to keep UP with him. Word of God says that it was Shadow's quill that kept Gerald alive and mobile at his age, and Shadow from the games is known to be immortal and perfect health. There may also be word that Robotnik got up to his usual energy so fast in movie 3 thanks to a boost form Sonic's. Those using Knuckles quills have shown great strength and stopping power.

Quills are a concentrated battery of their power, but what if the quills are just that. They're a battery, that can be pulled away from Sonic, Knuckles, and Shadow, but those three are still GENERATORS.

And we know in extreme circumstances, that energy can still explode out into EMPs in a huge way, but what if they leak out in smaller ways all the time. In the Prequill comic, Tails was trying to track down Sonic's chaos energy. Which, to be detected from literal planets away, there has to be some ambient release of it to even be picked up.

It could even go a long way in explaining a few things that could be just suspension of disbelief, but maybe there is a reason for it.

The concern about speedsters is while THEY can move how they want, those speeds could harm other people. But Sonic isn't giving people whiplash when he moves them, which could be his aura of chaos energy extending out to protect those people unless he WANTS them to hurt. Chaos energy does react to emotions, after all.

The three boys fall to the Earth and while the ring does change their trajectory, they still fell a long while through the atmosphere and still hit the ground pretty hard and while we know Sonic is durable, we have yet to see Tails with extreme durability, no chaos energy, and he, unlike Sonic, had to hold his breath in space. Even if he can take more than humans, he hasn't shown the reason why the other three Mobians are known to be as powerful as they are.

But Tails would probably know about the protection of ambient chaos energy generators.

And while they hit the ground hard, they hit the ground hard with KNUCKLES. Who can take a lot of punishment.

When every quill, every single one, is an unlimited power generator, that all remain connected even with distant and time, that is a lot of energy moving between sources to seemingly no effect.

Unless there is an effect.

What if Tom and Maddie were able to do so many hobbies and felt so bored after only so little time because they've been around Sonic for one to two years. Sonic who was around them quite a bit if the Prequill comic shows how severe his separation anxiety is, it probably took him months before he was okay not being around one of them for extended amount of time.

And without stimulation, they did what Sonic did and started doing hobbies at a faster speed, and experience the kind of boredom speedsters do, just at a smaller scale.

The changes aren't so dramatic that they know its happening.

But I think it is happening. The longer they're around Sonic and Knuckles, the faster they're getting, the stronger they're getting, and so is Tails.

Hell, maybe the reason Gerald and so many soldiers survived that explosion that killed Maria is because they had been around Shadow longer and soaked up more chaos energy during the experiments than Maria did.

It would also make those who use chaos energy more valuable. If Sonic's very presence around people for extended periods of time could make an army faster, well, that is something worth hoarding away, even if they couldn't effectively use his quills.

Chaos energy is transformative. Chaos energy lashes out. Chaos energy reacts SO strongly to bonds.

So why would chaos energy only work for the body its contained in as the default?

No, the more around chaos Tom, Maddie, and Tails are, the more they're going to start experiencing the benefits that Sonic, Knuckles, and Shadow do, even if it takes time for it all to build up.

(It does also pose the idea that the longer Shadow is around people...well, some people just might aging slower. Or stop aging at all after a certain point.)

[anghraine]

Early this morning, I was working on my tangential fic about Riley's Tarsus IV-inflected relationship with Kirk in my femslash Spirk universe (shh. I know). Later, my maximal-Trekkie bff J got up, and we were chatting about other ST things (like my hilarious discovery that there's a short story about the asshole who tormented a still-grim young Kirk but it's in the Mirror Universe, where the bully is exactly the same but Mirror Kirk just murdered him).

J: Seriously though, you know whose character I'd have been really interested in seeing explored more?

me: Who?

J: Freaking Riley. He isn't killed and he seems to be good at his job and he ends up with so many story elements and yet ...

me: ........

J: The whole comedy around him clinging to his heritage and drunkenly taking over the ship only to later reveal that he's a genocide survivor is like... I want to know what's going on in Riley's head!!

me: It's—yeah, I think so too. He seems younger than Kirk, who was only 13 during the genocide, and Riley's family was definitely murdered during it, so how much does he even remember about them? And it's interesting that Kirk had no idea Riley was the kid from Tarsus IV, and immediately shifts to trying to protect him once he does know.

J: Right!! I want to think that afterwards, they develop more of a relationship, but within the bounds of their professional positions. Like, Kirk as this complicated but important mentor figure to Riley...

me: Same! Especially since they're the only eyewitnesses left by the end of "The Conscience of the King." There's literally no one else alive who went through what they did.

J: Shit, you're right. All seven of the others have been, well, executed by the end. So it really is just them. I choose to believe that offscreen it makes a difference in how they relate to each other.

me: Me too.

(We've often joked about sharing brain cells, but sometimes it's more marked than at other times :P)

[weirdo-from-bonesborough]

I just saw someone say Jim Gordon would encourage the bats to murder the Joker to get revenge for Jason. BRO WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.

[sophfandoms53]

Im fucking crying why did he say this, bro has never been outside before😭😭

[scriblesandbits]

So god created us in his image, right? And that’s cool and all but what if it turns out god, like, hates his own image??? What then????

[srapsodia]

Maaaaan, that was close...

[bruhstation]

man who enjoys every single second he's dedicated to hating to the point it pisses everyone except him off

[mohntilyet]

okay this is actually just bias now so before you read what i have to say i did warn you. yes illario would never be able to beat lucanis at being a crow or an assassin but you know what he would beat him at. being a lord of fortune. hold my hand as i take you through my mind palace and introduce to you my ideal post-game vision for illario dellamorte

[xsafronix-blog]

untouchable

After the injury, Soap is under the supervision of Ghost until he proves that he is able to act independently. But on one such check, John made a mistake...