#hopefully it was okay that I added on my two cents… I just LOVE self aware AUs 🩷🩷

[oddlylovingaddiction]

I love this so much!! ♡

Bonus points if: he goes slightly mad trying to get to your world, especially since he’s gone through so much and you’re his only comfort.

Double bonus points if: he ever manages to get to your world and he hugs you super close, he has been pinning after you for so long after all!

Imagine, self aware men, who, some time after you picked up their comic to read, started noticing your presence.

It was faint, at first, just the feeling of someone watching them from afar, barely noticeable if not for their keen senses. He thinks it's a villain stalking him, or an alien too shy to ask for his help, but everytime he turns around, there's no one. Heck, he doesn't feel you behind him, you're everywhere!

Self aware men who, starts to notice something. You're not there every second of the day, only when something's happening, like when fighting off criminals or a major disaster. He starts to think that you're the reason for all of it, thinking that whenever he feels your presence, something's about to happen.

But then you're also there for the quiet moments. Those times when he doesn't have to be who he is in the public. When he's just himself again, either wallowing in his sadness or doing something mundane like household chores or just hanging out with friends. Maybe he's wrong with associating you with danger. You're just there.

Self aware men who starts to get curious about who you are. You've been with him since the start! Before he got his powers and became a hero/vigilante! You're there for the ups and downs. You're always by his side, like a silent support throughout everything. Who are you? Why are you here? Why him?

It was due to his involvement with magic, from a fight with a villain gone wrong or with the help of his comrades, that he finally got a glimpse of you. It was your eyes that he saw first, watching over him from the sky. You're... here. He can finally see you! Oh, you're beautiful!

Your face lights up whenever you see him, you brighten at the sight him! Only him! Oh stop it! You're going to make him crumble on spot!

Self aware men who, tried interacting with you, waving at your direction whenever he feels your presence, he finally knows where you are! He sometimes talks to you about his day, a bit vague enough to be understood like he's talking to himself.

You, on the other hand, is hella confused. Why is your favorite comic character acting like this? He's waving to nothing and saying things that won't make sense for the plot. You tried looking it up but found versions where none of it happened. Only the copy that you have in your hands shows this version of him. You know it isn't tampered with, you made sure to buy the editions from legitimate sources.

Meanwhile, he's giddy and kicking his feet. He saw how confused you are when he finally noticed you. You didn't expected it, didn't you? He should probably tone it down, you looked a bit scared.

Self aware men who, after some time, and more magic involvement, finally got to hear your voice. It makes him stop to soak in the sound. So this is how you sound like. He can hear your comments whenever something's happening, your cheers whenever he's fighting, your words of comfort whenever he's feeling down. Oh, you've been with him all this time... He wishes he could record your voice and hear it anytime he wants. But knowing that only he could see and hear you sends butterflies to his stomach. It's a special relationship reserved to only him and you!

Self aware men who, in some quiet nights, wonders what you are. You look, sound and act like human, but you're from a world beyond his. Are you from another dimension? Another Earth? How many worlds can you see? Is there others whom you visit aside from him?

The thought makes him sad, lonely even, as of course you're not fixated on him. Despite everything, he's not special, just someone who managed to catch your attention for a moment. You're out of his world, beyond being a human or an alien, untouched by what's happening around him.

He reaches a hand out to your direction, trying to grasp something that could make you stay. He doesn't know when you'll be gone or coming back, but he wants you to stay with him just a little while longer.

He wishes he could've been born in your world. Will you act the same if he is? Will you smile at his direction and talk to him like he's someone special in your life? He chokes a sob on that.

Self aware men who, smiles sadly at your direction, tragically separated in worlds.

[letscuttothefeeling]

season three episode seven

Welcome to the best episode of the season, brought to you by Clear Blue, the Mile-High Club, and Amazon Sunglasses. BOOP! Let’s cut to the feeling!

Nothing like sweating out a hangover! I love watching Juliette and Kelsey work out while I’m sitting on my couch eating cereal for no reason at 8 PM. This is doing wonders for my self-esteem. The friends start discussing the previous night at White Buffalo Saloon. After Alex and Juliette had that emotional convo outside and she left, they ended up talking on the phone for SIX HOURS. Six hours! I just want to know where Alyssa was while Romeo was telling Juliette he still loved her over the course of 360 minutes. Shout out to Kelsey for being a good friend and telling Juliette that Alex is “a bag of dog shit. On fire.”

The face your best friend makes when you confess that you’re talking to your ex. 

The only thing I hate more than lying is longboarding. And Amanda is guilty of both. Though she and Brandon may be moving fast on their weirdly oversized/emo skateboards, their relationship is slowing to a halt. Brandon starts quizzing Amanda about where she disappeared to last night, and she looks genuinely offended that he had the audacity to question her. Why is it that whenever people are guilty, they get so defensive? Any sociologists out there to give me their two cents? (Shout out Alex, for confusing psychology with sociology in episode five. Never change. <3)

This scene is already annoying me because Boring Robby, Jake, and Joe are setting up for the “Rebella” party. Number one, I thought we were done with Boring Robby – get off of my screen – and number two, as much as it pains me, I have to agree with Alex on one thing. Rebella looks like a complete and utter scam. And if I wasn’t so distracted by the beads covering Joe’s face, I’d report this to the Better Business Bureau as a potential money laundering cover-up. As Robby wonders if Juliette will show up, we cut to Juliette and Kelsey’s house. Kelsey, excited to get to the party to see her boss/love interest Jake, convinces Juliette to go. Nothing like showing up to your ex-boyfriend’s party two days after breaking up with him.

Why do people insist upon having tough convos over coffee in this show? First Juliette and her boss, then Robby and Amanda, and now this. As Madisson sits down with Chloe to grab lattes, things get serious quickly. Madisson is having a pregnancy scare! After tearfully confiding in Chloe, Madisson works up the nerve to get a test and Facetimes Dad “Baby” Ish to see the results. I’m sorry, but if my girlfriend randomly Facetimed me at work crying about potentially being with child, I’d be a little more emotive than Ish, who was apathetic about the whole situation. (Clearly, there’s a reason he was behind the camera and not in front of it.) After Madisson finally puts us all out of our misery and checks the test, we discover that she is not, in fact, carrying Ish’s spawn. Shocker! But now she’s forced to think about the reality of dating Old Man Ish since he’s an old man. Does she need to have kids sooner now since her boyfriend is practically in the grave? My head is spinning, I can’t think about this right now. Hopefully, that’s the only unwanted pregnancy of the season!

The Rebella party is in full swing, but instead of showing us the party, the producers have decided to show us forty-seven flashbacks, yet again. Can we please stop with those? They happen eight times an episode and eat up precious airtime. Like we KNOW what happened in the last episode, thanks. As Juliette and Boring Robby ignore each other, and Jake and Kelsey discuss their budding potential relationship, we get to see a glimpse of former cast member Carson! Who is now known to us as “Brandon’s friend.” Usually, the producers will bring on random people and then just never speak of them again, (shoutout Canvas, Tawni, Madisson’s sister, Pauly Paul, Ben, now VICTORIA, and many more) but this time, we get to see one. It’s kind of like seeing a ghost. Hi, Carson! You’re a brunette now! How are you doing? Where did you go? Are you okay?   

With no time for childish nonsense, Alex and Chloe are hammering out business details at the Crescent Club. While making a specialty mojito, Chloe sees a video of Juliette at the Rebella party. And once Alex hears she’s there, it’s game over. He becomes genuinely enraged and immediately fires off a text to Robby. Normally I would find his reaction hilarious since it proves that he’s desperately jealous, but the text he sent contains a screenshot of Juliette confessing her love to him earlier in the day, which is just embarrassing. Boring Robby, now would be a good time to start chanting inspirational quotes while you foam at the mouth and seize, you’re going to need them.

Earth-shattering. That’s how I would describe Boring Robby’s reaction to the texts from Alex. It’s reminiscent of that scene in Stephanie Meyer’s third novel in the Twilight Saga, Eclipse, when Bella accidentally lets it slip while ditching school with Jacob that she plans to become a vampire upon graduation. Jacob is shell-shocked. Although he knew this was looming, he had no idea it was happening so soon. I mean, not only would this break the treaty – remember, the Cullen clan is banned from not only killing, but also BITING any human – but this is also the girl who Jacob presumes to be the love of his life!! (Even though he hasn’t imprinted on her.) Before this show, I could only imagine his exact face when he found out Bella was going to become a filthy bloodsucker. (His words, not mine.) He even said he’d rather she be dead! Luckily, Robby’s face at this moment is all I need to visualize Jacob’s. After the soul-crushing texts, Robby runs up to Juliette to confront her. He accuses her of faking the entire relationship, then tries to prove it by asking Juliette to name her favorite moment or memory from their relationship. After Boring Robby waits in silence for a few seconds, Juliette responds, “SEX ON A PLANE! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR?” Icon!

For the record, I know Jacob’s face during that shocking scene was portrayed by Taylor Lautner in the cinematic masterpiece Eclipse, but as a self-proclaimed Twilight expert, I felt that this real-life moment of Robby Hayes actually paid homage to Jacob’s raw emotion more accurately.

Back at the Kompothecras mansion, Alyssa, Gary, Alex, and Alex’s nameless mother are drinking at 10 AM. I stand by my hypothesis that Alyssa is trying to replace Alex’s mom and bang Gary. I can think of no other logical explanation as to why she keeps thudding around Alex’s parent’s house without a bra on. It’s funny that she has time to paint on a full face of makeup, but no time to cover her nipples. As they sit down for drinks, Alyssa immediately starts talking about how Juliette is trying to “weasel her way back in” and that “she needs to back off.” What’s that? Juliette, the girl who has dated Alex for 3+ years is trying to “weasel her way back in”? That’s great, coming from the girl who got pregnant after three months of NOT EVEN DATING ALEX. No yeah, um, that’s just, great. Good insight, Alyssa.

Since Alex was abroad for his birthday, he’s decided to throw a party for Jared. Even though I’m a little mad that Alex didn’t throw his annual banger, this party provided us with a lot of content, so I’m not going to pursue a lawsuit with Gary. Earlier in the episode, we learned that Jared is a divorcé! That’s right, when Jared was in the navy, he was married to someone and got divorced after a year. Young love. Even though he’s having a fun birthday party by the beach with all of his friends, he’s fixated on getting a call from his ex-wife. Finally, she calls and we learn that she’s coming to town next week. Interesting! As they hung up, they said “I love you” to each other, and then Jared got really emotional. Also interesting! We’ll learn more next week. Stay tuned!

As Alex and Alyssa hang all over each other, you can see Juliette seething behind her Chloe’s sunglasses. She decides to go confront Alex against literally everyone’s advice, and I’m already cringing. Juliette marches up to Alex and starts trying to get him to admit, on camera, that he said he still loved her over the phone. Alex blatantly denies it (even though it’s definitely true,) and then up comes Alyssa. She immediately starts berating Juliette, saying that she’s “crazy” and “false.” I’m just laughing at how naïve Alyssa is. Poor girl. She will soon become all too aware of what a manipulative liar Alex is. Okay, “manipulative liar” is a bit of an overstatement. That makes him sound intelligent. He’s just an asshole. Either way, I’m violently triggered by the idea of my liar ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend calling me psychotic and laughing in my face. So when Juliette pushes Alex in the pool and pulls down Alyssa’s bathing suit after Alyssa throws a drink at her, I’m not mad about it! As a final touch, Juliette hurls Chloe’s now crumpled sunglasses back at her, then, as everyone is trying to escort her away from the pool, she tugs down Alyssa’s bathing suit yet again, adding a final, “boop!” Pure class. Team Juliette for life. See you on the Key next week!

[starfleetdoesntfirefirst]

[1/4] (same anon again, sorry this got so long) You are absolutely correct. A lot of this unpleasantness comes from a fundamental lack of understanding and maybe even patience from people with very disparate experiences. What makes it even more difficult is just how many experiences this includes. Maybe it's because my social circle skews a bit older, most of the Lorca fans I know "like" him not in the sense of "like him as a person", but as a piece of art. A tool to explore something.

[2/4] They’re excited about his story exactly because the potential to address his glaring flaws and maybe see him finally face the consequences is exciting. It’s good art. So naturally they feel frustrated when, if they fail to write a long disclaimer every time about why they enjoy this element of fiction, they get flippant remarks about their interest being “concerning” and wrong, an aberrant minority. Even if they themselves have personal experience dealing with people like him too.

[¾] And on the other side we have people who are touched by this fiction in a very personal and unpleasant way having to deal with some stranger being condescending and dismissive about their distress. This breeds even more enmity and reductionist stereotypes about both sides. Like the aforementioned “fans are just shallow lusty teens who are Problematic” and “antis are just too sensitive”. Both of which are terrible things to think about a real human being over a piece of fiction no less.

[4/4] And as the show goes on and we have more characters and more storylines, it’s bound to only get worse. I truly hope we can learn to be patient with each other, and approach all interactions with an open mind. Don’t pre-judge people based on this one tiny thing you know about them. Respect other people’s triggers and experiences, but also be self-aware and don’t villainize real human beings for their fictional preferences before you even know anything else about them.

Hianon! 

^^^ Yes, I agree. :)

At risk of dipping from themeta-discussion into the discussion, though, I did do a major double take at something you said, when in turn makes me want torespectfully disagree about the need for “disclaimers.”

Maybe it’s because my social circle skews a bit older, most of the Lorca fans I know “like” him not in the sense of “like him as a person”, but as a piece of art. A tool to explore something.They’re excited about his story exactly because the potential to address his glaring flaws and maybe see him finally face the consequences is exciting.

I read this and, in all honesty, I was very surprised! I had no idea that this was the case, because I haven’t once seen someone who likes Lorca say anything like the above. 

Like, I’ve said I’m excited to see him hopefully face consequences. I’ve seen other people who dislike him say they want him to face consequences. I haven’t seen anyone who likes/fangirls him say that. 

I don’t mean any of this in a sarcastic or flippant way. It’s just what I saw and what I thought. And I don’t have life experience to support an assumption that decent, aware adults are automatically not *really* going to like a person/character who does bad things. Quite the opposite.

I once knew an older adult who, by all appearances, you could safely “assume” would never support bullying behavior or be close friends with someone who was cruel to others. Shewas someone I enjoyed being around, someone I looked up to, and someone whowould fit in quite well in our communities on here–smart, funny,kind. Despite all this, the painful fact I eventually had toacknowledge was that she not only turned a blind eye, but activelyenabled some really terrible bullying and manipulation of me andthose around me.

Thisis only one of many similar occurrences I have witnessed in myown life (in addition to politics, the news, etc). And, trust me, it’s never been something I WANTED to believe–but it’s what now know because it’s what I’ve seen…decent, clever, kind people are 100% capable of supporting bullies.

Becauseof this, when I saw smart, aware, kind people I look up to talking about how much they love this character, I…didn’t have any reason to believe they “liked” him because they thought his behavior was bad and thought it would be interesting to see that addressed, and had every reason to believe they were fully capable of liking him as a person/character. Until I got your asks this morning, I haven’t seen a single person say what you said (I’m not saying no one has, just that I haven’t seen it); I’ve only seen people who like Lorca talking about how he’s cool, interesting, darkly realistic, powerful, hot, brave, what-have-you.

In other words, both logic/life experience IRL, and the actual literal words that people have beenwriting, all lead me to believe that the people who are fangirlingLorca genuinely like him as a person/character.

Now, because I try to bechill about different opinions and hate conflict, I tooka step back and said to myself, okay, people like characters fordifferent reasons; they seem to like him because he’s attractive,maybe some of them like him because they enjoy grittyends-justify-the-means-characters, it’s all fiction, whatever. Ididn’t assume bad intent, or judge, or say people shouldn’t like him(re: all my posts and disclaimers, ever). 

But…that’s where I wasat, even while trying to be chill and understanding, as of thismorning. It is *genuinely* news to me that some of the Lorca fans think he’s flawed and want him to face consequences! So,either you and your friends are outliers in enjoying Lorca becauseyou think he’s interesting and want him to face consequences for hisshitty behavior, or a heck of a lot of people could, in fact, benefit from using adisclaimer if they don’t wanna be very misunderstood.

Like,on the other side of things, I made a post a few days ago that Iliterally titled something like “Lorca is a bully and I hatehim…” And I stuck an explicit disclaimer right in my post, sayingthat we all liked different characters for different reasons, theactor was doing a great job, etc. Was typing out those four lines of disclaimer a grand old time? No. I could’ve used the time to put a cup of tea in the microwave, or stretch my back, or fold a sweater. But, I thought it was both likely and reasonable that someone in my social circle could read those words–“Lorca is a bully and I hate him”–and, without me explicitly stating otherwise, assume that I was angry or condemnatory towards anyone who liked Lorca. Even though that wasn’t true, and I knew it wasn’t true, and maybe most of my friends would know it wasn’t true…it wouldn’t be an unrealistic or unreasonable assumption for Hypothetical Blog Reader to make. And conversely, I don’t think reading posts to the effect of “Lorca is fascinating and I love him!” and assuming that this person wholeheartedly likes Lorca as a person/character is an unrealistic or unreasonable assumption to make, even if the poster and their friends have the internal context of knowing that isn’t true.

I get that adding disclaimers or additional explanations takes time and can feel clunky and annoying (perhaps especially if you thing the other side is Super Wrong, and are accordingly grumpier and less invested in preventing miscues), but in a very literal sense, it’s the only way to make [whatever you’re disclaiming/explaining] clear to Hypothetical Blog Reader.

(If you care about being understood by other people in fandom in the first place, of course, rather than just blogging for yourself, which is its own perfectly valid option. But I think most of us do write with the intent to communicate with other fans, at which point the desire to avoid miscommunication becomes relevant.)

So when it comes to disclaimers, I guess that’s my two cents. To build off your excellent point:

A lot of this unpleasantness comes from a fundamental lack of understanding and maybe even patience from people with very disparate experiences. What makes it even more difficult is just how many experiences this includes.

…I guess for better or for worse, there’s no viewpoint universal enough to be taken for granted, including the underlying assumptions about what liking a character does/doesn’t mean (and what saying you like/dislike a character does/doesn’t mean about your feelings toward those who dislike/like them).

I’m so very, genuinely glad that we’re having this convo, because I think I’m learning and reflecting on things that will serve me well in controversial/difficult situations in the future, both online and off. Thank you <3

[riddlemethisbatboy]

Could you please do an Eddie x Reader where he's dating reader, somebody kidnaps her for blackmail or something, he goes to rescue her, and he walks in just in time to see her beating the crap out of kidnappers like a badass, majestic queen. Thx, love you!!

Sure! Let the femme fatale badass-itude radiate from this! I hope you enjoy it, shy bean! Happy reading!) You were doing a bit of a last minute grocery run, working late unfortunately meant that most of the stores around would be closed or closing by the time you got to them. You quickly slammed the car door shut and sped off towards the nearest store, a half assembled list sorting itself out in your head as you pulled into the parking lot. Fifteen minutes to closing, you thought as you trotted quickly towards the well lit building. Stepping inside, one of the clerks, who was cleaning his area, looked at you, slightly disgusted by the fact that you had come in. “I'll only be a minute I know what I need,” you politely explained as you escaped the front to the aisles, stopping by the places you needed and silently counting down the seconds in your head to remind you of the time. It only took one hundred and sixty-eight seconds for you to come back to the only open lane, the disgusted preteen looked at you again, smiled at the small amount of items. “Did you find everything you needed, ma'am,” he rehearsed the line as he'd probably done a thousand times today.You nodded, “in under five minutes, yes.” “Thank you, that'll be fifteen dollars and twenty cents.” You opened your wallet and handed him a twenty. “Keep the change for yourself. I understand the inconvenience of last minute customers.” You grabbed your bag and left for your car, unlocked the passenger's side and put your bag safely on the floorboard. As you spun around to head to the driver's seat, a rag covered hand grasped your face and the world went dark. Your eyes phased into focus an uncertain amount of time later. The first thought that came to surface in the ebbing sea of your mind was: ’Ed's going to notice I'm not home before too long.’ The next few images to spot your inner psyche were ones of fight or flight. Assessing the situation around you, you decided it best to wait a little longer before doing anything rash. An echo of footfalls jarred you back to full attention, the aroma of dirt and mildew stinging your nostrils. The padding feet stopped just short of the door to your current, and hopefully short-lived, place of residence. “Let's see how ole Eddie feels now,” a low, raspy voice muttered. “Take our heist, we'll take yer dame!” A different, distinct feminine voice giggled before adding, “yeah, those jewels were siren territory anyways, right puddin’?”Harley and possibly the Joker, one of the two had been at your apartment for ‘Winesday’ not even two days ago. You listened into their conversation whilst fiddling around with the ropes binding your wrists together. You stopped abruptly as the notorious clown king of crime, along with two of Gotham's sirens, stepped into the room. “You're awake,” the prince of insanity perked up. “All the better. Harley, my sweet. Be a dear will ya, grab me a nice, sharp knife!”“You know, kid,” the harlequin queen spoke to you. “I got nothin’ on you personally. Eddie, however, owes me and my gals a bit of cash!” You listened silently, trying your best to not get bent out of shape at the three kidnappers to your immediate front. You kept slowly, silently fiddling with the ropes wrapping your wrists. A loud noise from outside the room gave you the break that you needed as the three of them bolted to check it out. As you succeeded in unbinding yourself, listening to the Joker yell at some cronies for setting off a nearby trap. Harley and Ivy were sent back in as he cleaned up the mess. With the two women’s backs turned to you, you sprung into action! Grabbing a pair of nightsticks, you wailed forward, proudly knocking both of them out quickly and quietly. “Sorry Girls,” you spat victoriously. “I have a date to get back to, no hard feelings, right?” You trotted carefully, subduing cronies as if playing a game of whack a mole. You smiled proudly at how all of the weight training and martial arts lessons finally paid off. Kicking, punching, and bashing your way down the dark and damp hallway. Joker was just finished putting up the last bit of trap when a clown-masked dullard was sent crashing into the room. He laughed at the suddenness, then caught on to the escapee that came full force towards him. A violent scream erupted from your body as you and he began to battle. You crashed down hard on him, landing parallel strikes on either side of his head. Using the decrease in space, he thrust his left knee hard into your lower abdomen. You toppled backwards, not wasting any time you jutted your leg out in a low kick. As you took on the self-proclaimed ‘killer clown prince of crime’, a green flash entered the room, giving you the advantage of two to one. “(Y/N),” The green clad saviour dealt a blow as he questioned. “What are you doing here? Did they hurt you?”You right hooked an angry clown man, knocking him back as more took his place. “Ed,” you kept fighting along side of your man. “Did you have to bring all these masked weirdos in with you?”You and he began to giggle at your sarcasm, then one of the goons landed a punch square on your jaw. “Watch it, asshat,” Eddie pushed the man backwards with a front kick, sending a few down with him. He looked over to you. “You okay, dear?”After a while, it seemed the hoard of wild clown people had finally stopped, leaving only you and Ed in the room. “Where the hell did he go,” the riddling master searched whole heatedly for any remaining traces of the joker. “I'll kill him!” You hugged the huffing and puffing man, trying to calm him down a little. He wrapped his arms around you, both pouting and happy that you're at least in one piece. You placed a short, quick loving kiss on his cheek, the pain of that last punch still resounding numbly in your head. “Who cares, let's go home,” you suggested. “I've kicked enough ass today, haven't you?” With Ed's hand on your hip, holding you close to his side, you two walked out of the building moments before it burst into flames, the explosion sending both of you forward. You landed atop the riddle meister, your body flush against his. “Well that happened, didn't it.” You rolled your eyes at the man beneath you, then rolled off of him. Extending out a helping hand, the two of you limped your way to Eddie's car then off you went, homeward bound to clean up the injuries.