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dimpledpran · 1 year ago

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bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

(created by @fiercynn)

Thank you for tagging me @morkofday (x) and @disasterbabygirlnick (x)

note: i consider "fanworks" to pretty much everything people create related to a fandom, including but not limited to meta/analysis/discussion, gifs, fanvids/edits/fancams, filk, fanart, fanfic, fan food, fan crafts, etc. please include this note with the meme unless you have a different definition!

name and whatever you want to share about yourself

Mimi, 30, She/Her, Singapore, always in need of more sleep, and more time to get through the watch list

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom?

So I was initially waiting for Bad Buddy to finish airing so that I can binge it. But it was getting harder to avoid spoilers on the dash, so I decided to give it a go. I am so glad I binged ep 1-6 and only joined the airing from ep 7. Because there is no way I could have survived ep5 and waited a week after watching Pran walk away. That would have been torture.

favorite ship(s)

Of course PatPran are the ultimate ship. I love them so much. And also InkPha because we are finally getting some GL representation!!!

favorite character(s)

I know everyone says this, but it is true. Pran is me. I am Pran. Like I have never related to a character as much as I have related to Pran. In terms of character, personality and even certain issues he was facing. It's just insane. And I love him so much.

favorite episode(s)

Episode 10. It just has everything; the highs and the lows. A perfect mix. We start off with the staircase confession, which is also one of my fave scenes, and then we have the boys finding out that the business/Chai was never the main problem the parents, prompting them to dig deeper. Pha's realisation and thew whole park trial date with the Wai encounter. That was such an epic scene. The only thing better than confused Pha was protective Ink and flustered/heartbroken Wai.A little cameo from Gemini, Ford and Fourth! INKPHA DARK ROOM SCENE!! PatPran on an actual hotpot date! And of course the parental confrontation and rooftop breakdown. I know I did not have to list out the whole ep, but I got excited. I am sorry.

favorite scene(s)

Episode 5 4/4 is just a different league. That should actually count as an episode on its own. Love every second from the lobby fight scene to the rooftop kiss and Pran walking away. Its all just chef's kiss. All the emotions!! I am forever in awe at how Jimmy stood up to Nanon and Ohm. He could have easily gotten swallowed by their presence and energy, as a newbie. But nope, he gave as good as either of them. He demanded that space in the scene. And all three of them killed it! Not even gonna start talking about the rooftop scene. There is not enough time and character limit for that. Another favourite is the rooftop breakdown. That was one gorgeous breakdown, and idk if it can be topped. The way Pat is already there when Pran calls his phone. The way Pran who has always been in absolute control, jsut completely breaks down sobbing in Pat's arms. The way Pat can't hold his tears back at seeing Pran cry. The way he tries to still hold it back because he knows Pran needs the space to finally let go. Pat asking Pran if he likes Ink in ep4, and Pran crying in his bed. Idk if he was meant to cry, or if it just happened. But that was beautiful. I can't watch that scene without feeling like I want to punch Pat for puttiung PRan through that, and to give Pran a nice long hug. This shall be my last. InkPha darkroom scene!! They both did such a rgeat job there as well! I can still hear the way Pha's voice quivers when she talks to Ink. It was remarkable. And to think everyone was actually there for that scene (I think it was this scene?). Cos everyone wanted to see the girls act a GL scene. So it must have been pressurising, but they were amazing!

one thing you would change about the show if you could

Gonna say the same thing as Vi and Vishie. WAI NEEDS TO APOLOGISE TO PRAN! It does not matter if homophobia does not exist in the BB universe. You still broke your friend's trust. There's no way you are being made the victim here. You have to apologise and face the music. I am not saying that Wai dropping the curtain should not have happened. I can understand why he did that. But I can't understand why he got away scot-free, and Pran was left to chase after him with an apology. I do not like that they left this unaddressed.

what are some of your favorite fanworks made by other people

It honestly is a struggle to control myself here and not just tag everything I see/read. So here are a few.

♥ gfx ♥ ♥ @weiyingsexual : InkPha X 4Signs ♥ @pranink : The colouring here is insanely gorgeous , PatPran + Rooftop (Stunning colouring) ♥ @petekaos Just an insane edit ♥ @nanons : Pran Fave Character , This gives such dreamy vibes ♥ @mabellsmora : Love the quote with the scenes ♥ @liyazaki : BB Casette Playlist ♥ @lan-xichens : Love the rainbow and the composition , ♥ @baifengxis : Basically their whole rewatch series , ♥ @ardentlytess : InkPha Edit , Pran Fave Character ♥ @raypakorn : Pran Edit , Pat Edit , Horror Edit , Love the blending and overlays here ♥ @disasterbabygirlnick : PatPranXBollywood ♥ Edit ♥ ♥ @morkofday : Fave Ep , Pran DnD , I just love how Pran GLOWS in this edit , ANGST , This used to be my wallpaper , Planet Symbolism ♥ @snimeat : Love the framing and composition here , This gives such happy vibes ♥ @oswlld : Fave Ep , The quote with those scenes just went straight to my heart , Silly Pat and Endeared Pran , PatPran X Songwriting (such a cool formart/concept) , BB as Noir Film ♥ @patspran : New Beginning ♥ @i-got-the-feels : Dynamics , Pran Parakul Songs , Fave Ep

♥ Fanart ♥ ♥ @thatgothsamurai : Photobooth , Wedding ♥ @hereforlou : just all their fanart ♥ @kit-teung : InkPha ♥ @kornswasianguyswag : All their BB fanart ♥ Fanvid♥ ♥ @patpranism : B99 intro ♥ @transpat : Tujh Mein Rab Dikhita Hai , Pat Version ♥ Fanfic ♥ ♥ Promise Me When October Comes, You Will Wait For Me , Remember Even When You Forget, Do I Need A Reason? ♥ @dimplesandfierceeyes : Aroma-nce So Sweet , When Tempests Toss, Embrace Chaos , The Road To Normal Is A Mirage ♥ @sunshinedobi : Melted , Heart In A Cage , Sleepless In Bangkok , Worth The Wait ♥ Contradictions ♥ What's In Your Head (Zombie Eh Eh) ♥ I Only Want To Have It All ♥ @fiercynn : Wait Until The Stars Uncross And Say Yes , All For Swinging You Around ♥ @bbshyperfixation : Pat & Dissaya Go To Singapore , Don't Worry , All My Clothes would Fit , ♥ There's So Many Of Me And So Many Of You ♥ @morkofday : My People, Our People , My Right Hand, Meet Left Hand

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made?

Fave Show : Honestly am very impressed with how the blending turned out here. Fave Couple : First time trying out a different style with text effects, colouring those random heart effects, and I was very excited with the final look. Fave Episode : I thought it was a fun idea to explain the episode with song titles, and liked how it turned out. BB X Spiderman : Yes, It is not a happy edit, but I love spiderman and I loved the chance to mix it together with my BB love. Composition Gif Challenge : Again, not a happy edit. But I saw the quote and it reminded me that PatPran could have had an unhappy ending. So I wanted to explore that. It was fun trying to figure out all the shapes and placements. Gifted Buddy Series (1 and 2) : This was entirely a product of Vishie screaming at me with her AU ideas. Thank you for all the screaming Vish, I love it all and I love you! Season 2 Netflix Edit : This took so much time, but I really like how it turned out. And it was kinda fun coming up with a Season 2 synopsis.

a song that makes you think of bbs (the ones in the show don’t count lol)

Silver Tongues - Louis Tomlinson This song is totally PatPran's song. It was made for them. It actually prompted a whole series that I planned out in my head last year. And it turned out that @fitfmybeloved also had the same idea, and we brainstormed more. But somehow we still haven't actually done it yet. Hopefully soon?

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idk anything else you want us to know?

So @morkofday gave me an idea for a "collab" edit and we are both working through it now, and mine is about BB. So there is an edit coming out soon? hehe

tagging:

I Everyone who has been tagged above. ♥

#tag game #bad buddy

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dumb-alek · 2 months ago

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Now if I someone who had lot of money to waste came up to me and said: I want to create an artist community kinda like Deviantart these are the features I would definitely use:

1) A good search engine. Maybe with filters bit like on ao3 but more complex. Kinda like Salesforce filter logic? So you could easily include and exclude different tags. Sort by popularity. Sort by views or the date of upload. Sort by comments, etc.

2) Groups! It was great on dA that you could find a group, follow the art posted there. And while posting a new piece, you could at the same time post it to the group. Cool!

3) COLLECTIONS! This was an awesome feature - i liked the way favourites worked on dA cause they did more than likes here, because they would mean your art is actually featured somewhere. But collections were even better, cause you were looking for a topic or a vibe? You can check someone's collection! And that would also make lurkers more included - dA wasn't only a place for artists but also for people who wanted to enjoy art and interact with art. This also made being added to a collection feel super special 💖

4) Adding text, not only images! If someone wants to post fic, why not?

5) Cracking down on AI and art theft, while being transformative works friendly. If you post something, it better be yours or it gets deleted and you get banned.

6) Your page: kind of like old Tumblr I'd love for it to be customizable, with blocks you chose yourself as well as something like a journal on dA. A fun way to connect with people you follow, you know?

And while I love pillowfort and there are some interesting sites that are popping up but I feel like they're not the best at advertising. Because the core of a good platform is people and unless your platform doesn't offer something very new and exciting, it'd be hard to garner a userbase.

From my experience from deviantart and also my own observations, I wouldn't just move to a new website cause there's an ad once every two weeks on my dash. Cause when you log in there's no one there. But I would be super interested if something like an art meme connected to the website started circling and, for example, the website would feature all the submissions in like an official collection or something. That would be pretty cool

So if there's a millionaire website developer out there who feels like throwing a bunch of money at someone passionate who knows nothing about creating or running a website OR there's already a website that has these features that I should start advertising please let me know lol

GOD I miss 2009 deviantart like you wouldn't believe.

If that person is right and Bluesky is starting to be anything like old deviantart I would be sooo happy! I miss not only having people meaningfully interact with my art but also having a platform that has that interaction build into it so I feel more encouraged to interact with other people's art too.

And I miss going on deviantart and going into the search and searching my favourite show and I actually get the art from that show! And all of it!

Or just going into someone's collection and checking out their own little mix of art they like from that show. Hggghhhhgg

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electricea-archive · 2 years ago

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@thuganomxcs sent - 3. Who are your longest rp friends? ( Memes for Roleplay Muns - Accepting! )

3. Who are your longest RP friends?

There’s definitely many people that I recognize from my first Ryuji blog - I feel that @tricksheart is someone who’s been in the fandom for as long as I have, if not longer and I almost feel like I’ve known them from the beginning. I also didn’t really become friends with @cantillat until pretty recently but they had been someone who I saw in the RPC a lot and was always sort of aware of, before actually talking to them. I also recognize @aplushemporium, back when they had a single muse blog just for Momo and went by another URL. Likewise, I knew @shymaru when they began as a dual muse blog but then shifted into being a beta design Kiyotaka Ishimaru instead. There have been many OC’s who I’ve seen on here for a really long time - @lachrymosestorm and @theshytigergirl come to mind as two that I feel I’ve seen on the dash for a very long time now. I also remember @calamitysshatteredson from back in my Final Fantasy days and even if we don’t really talk, they’re the type of person I’ll always follow and support because I admired them so much in those days and thought really highly of them.

Probably my oldest friend has been @isaaccecilbryant - I met them before I even started as Ryuji, even before the other Final Fantasy blog who I highlighted. I met them in the early early days of my blog in the Final Fantasy fandom and it was actually kind of through someone else and I just always remember how they started a thread with me right off the bat and even though our interactions might have begun from that other, third person - we quickly sort of spun off into our own thing and we did our own ship and our own threads together and I’m not really sure how it happened but we got to talking on Skype a lot, so the move to Discord down the line felt like a perfect natural one. They were there when I was considering making Ryuji, they were the one encouraging me, they may not have been the very first person who I met through RP on here but they’re easily someone who I kept in touch with for the longest and I continue to keep things that way. We do everything together, we talk at least once a week, we stream shows together, we have a whole server with all of our RP stuff, as well as RPing on here too. They’re truly just my oldest friend an amazing person and someone who I will always recommend and support and cheer on and I know that they would absolutely do the same. I’m proud to call them my longest RP friend.

#isaaccecilbryant #( ooc. )

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itsjustagoober · 2 years ago

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Ya know what?

Through the shit posts, the memes, the current events, the heritage posts, the inbox prompts, the drawing prompts, the character prompts and everything else, I want to thank all of you for supporting me day in and day out.

I know it seems like an easy and small thing to thank you guys for, but lemme at least try to let you know where I'm coming from with this. I'm gonna put this under a read more so I don't clog your dashes, but also for those who want to personally read it out too. I am going to be a bit vulnerable here, so I appreciate my own psuedo-privacy this way too. I may lose track of what I'm trying to say too, but that's how it usually goes anyway.

Before I became better acquainted with the internet or met almost all of you here or before, I was just a little guy getting through elementary school like most kids. However, there was one stark difference between me and my classmates: I was a gifted child.

It wasn't until much later in life that I realized what that label had properly fucked up for me and my undiagnosed ADHD and possible autism, but at the time it meant nothing but praise from adults around me and scorn from my fellow classmates.

I was always the weird kid and other kids used to outright avoid me and exclude me from everything, if they could. It usually took teachers and other staff alike to force other kids to partner up with me, even if I never picked up on that in the moment back then.

Other kids I used to consider close friends would simply tease and bully me every day. I was extremely shy and unable to be confrontational, so I would simply let them and take it. I took so much and couldn't tell a single adult because I thought being a Gifted kid meant nothing was supposed to get to you.

One day, though, it finally did get to me. I said something that I couldn't take back and I don't even remember what happened after I said it. I blacked out and when I was aware again, I was in the principal's office with my dad. The one person I absolutely didn't want to involve in any of this and there he was, sitting next to me. So concerned for me, but also disappointed that I couldn't have told him anything about this until I did something that would be on my record forever.

After that, talks were in motion, unbeknownst to me at the time, for us to move in with my grandparents and go to an entirely different school district. For me. All for me because of what I did. Soon enough, that next summer, we moved.

Now I was alone in a new home, a new school and a new neighborhood. The first few weeks of school that year were rough, to say the least. Nobody wanted anything to do with me because I was the new kid and most of the rest of them had all been friends or acquaintances since earlier schooling. The teachers, at least, saw my hidden potential for wanting to be good at what I could, whatever they put in front of me to work on.

However, I was no longer the only gifted kid around. There were dozens, actually, so I thought I could make new friends that way. Once again, peers were just weirded out by me. They knew something was off about me, even if we all didn't know why back then. Once again, I was mostly left floundering for myself.

This time, however, I decided that I was tired of being careful and shy anymore. I just wanted to be myself and had fun. So I started acting out and just being myself. The perfect student was there, but now he had sass and humor and shenanigans on his side. Much to the worries of teachers, but less hostility from his peers.

Fast forward a bit and these same peers are with me through middle school, junior high and high school. However, society has been changing around us as a whole during those developmental and influential years. iPods came to exist, the Internet got more mainstream, Facebook just started and wasn't an absolute shit show yet. It was genuinely meant to help you connect to people you couldn't see everyday.

Anyway, same peers get used to my same shit, so they start to get bored and annoyed with me. I didn't care, though, because I had really good friends and shitty grades while having the time of my life. One thing did change for me, though. I discovered I could make friends over the internet, too.

dA (deviantART) is where I got my start with my daily doodles I did in highschool, instead of doing schoolwork. Got to post, people got to see and interact with my art and me and it was good. Found some friends, found some interests I didn't know I had and continued on.

Sometime in the end of 2011 and the start of 2012, one of my favorite artists on dA announced they had started a Tumblr blog. This was the first time I had heard of the site and had no idea what it was like. Outside looking in, I thought it was another dA with even more fandom stuff. Then I actually got in and settled. It was so much more.

The fandoms, the dashboard layout, the accessibility to a newbie like me, the creativity and the absolute banger posts back then too. Something about it just felt like home. Like, more home than home even.

Years have gone by since that day and I have met most of you here, albeit this is a reboot since the first time around. I've met and re-met friends for life on here and I've also gotten a little bit of a following for myself. It is good!

All good things spoil, though. The first runaround, if I recall, there was a smear campaign or two put out on me. I'd say the one was valid, but then the person involved in that ended up just... dropping everything when it turned out they were right in the argument. That one always baffled me. I was misinformed, so you decided to do a call out on me because I didn't know something correctly?? Can't remember the second one anymore, but it was absolute bullshit anyway that ended up being false to everyone involved aside the person who started it.

Sorry, lemme get back to the point. I don't say this enough, or I don't think I do, but I really appreciate what a lot of you do for me. People used to be annoyed at me for spam-liking and reblogging their stuff on my dash to where I'd get banned and I never quite understood that. It was my way of showing my love and support, which I can now gladly say I see all of yours when you guys like and reblog stuff that I do! I see it and it feels me with joy, honestly!

There may be days where I am not around for days or weeks or months at a time, but I always see when you guys are giving likes and reblogs and mentions and I just want to say, from the bottom of my big heart: Thank you so very, very much~! I love y'all and I can't always put into words what it means for me, but yeah! It's nice to feel wanted and loved and cared about and, dare I say, feel missed.

It's weird to say that too, given what I had known all my life before the reboot of Tumblr even, but yes. It was always a home away from home and I'm glad I get to share it all with you. Ya know, like popping in and seeing how you're all doing or a wave as we pass by on the street. It means so much to me, it does.

It's why I often find myself in a rut when I disappear for awhile and leave people hanging on replies or plots or character stuff. I don't mean to clam up, I just sometimes get busy and get so tired that I can't keep up. I'm usually too afraid to say anything about it, too.

Even before COVID, I didn't have much of a sense of time and my 'relationship meter' is busted. If we have every talked and we're good friends? Well, to me, we still are and have been, even if we don't talk much~! There is no lowering of the meter, just up and steady, ya know?

But yes. I love you all and I deeply appreciate you all supporting me all these years and day in and day out. I hope this is a sliver of the start to show what all you guys mean to me.

Now I'm gonna go take a nap because I exhausted myself writing this and have been on and off crying the whole time I've been typing this.

Have a great day, y'all. I'll see ya again soon enough~!

#the goober speaks #long post #really long post #irl stuff #love y'all #so dearly #don't mind my ramble #thoughts all over the place #edit in post: still can't sleep too hot

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dashboarddiaries · 2 years ago

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Dashboard Diaries is a production of Atypical Artists, hosted by Lauren Shippen and Cherokee McAnelly. Our theme was composed by Lauren Shippen and mixed by Brandon Grugle. Art by Shae McMullin. Transcription by Laudable.

For bonus clips, ad-free episodes, and more, become a patron at patreon.com/dashboarddiaries

Transcript under the cut!

[intro music]

Cherokee: Hello, bunker mates! I’m Cherokee McAnelly, Head of Entertainment at Tumblr, who still hasn’t made it through The Last of Us game prologue. It’s been about a 100 deaths and counting. (laughs)

Lauren: Oof. That’s rough! And I’m Lauren Shippen, Professional Writer, who HAS made it all the way through The Last of Us game several times, but who would die instantly in a real life apocalypse situation.

Cherokee: Same. And this is Dashboard Diaries, a podcast for you – the folks who are in this internet bunker with us. We talk about what’s going on in our favorite hell site, get into what we like to call “tumbl-lore,” do fandom deep dives, and share the times when we’ve gone feral over a new ship.

So, Lauren, what has your last week on Tumblr been like?

Lauren: I feel like it’s been peak Tumblr the past couple of weeks, because we’ve had the new Shadow & Bone season, we’ve had The Last of Us finale, we have the Mandalorian – so just wall to wall Pedro Pascal.

Cherokee: Tumblr Daddy.

Lauren: Tumblr Daddy. And of course the Ides of March, one of Tumblr’s central holidays.

Cherokee: Of course.

Lauren: Tumblr did a lot of special stuff for Ides of March this year. Do you want to walk us through what Tumblr Official actually did? Because I don’t even know that I know of all of it.

Cherokee: Yes. So, first off, we did our Ides of March promotion and takeover on the 19th. Why? I don’t know, because we did. (laughs)

Lauren: Holidays have no rules.

Cherokee: Exactly. Especially on Tumblr. It’s what day we say it is. You know? We made a water bottle in our swag store that says we should totally just stab Caesar. So, that was kind of our main thing that we did. And then I think we did some stuff on staff. I will be honest, I am totally in the weeds on Shadow & Bone for the past week and literally have not looked at a single email other than ... we did a Shadow & Bone answer time. So, there’s got to be more and I feel so embarrassed to say this – that I don’t know that staff did. That’s my bad. Sorry, guys. (laughs)

Lauren: No, I mean, I just love that Tumblr participated in the holiday this year. And yeah, I’ve been seeing so ... more so than any other year I feel like my dash has been filled with Ides of March posts for the past two weeks. Like there was a lead up to it.

Cherokee: 100%. What was your favorite Ides of March post? Because I have a bunch favorited.

Lauren: I re-blogged a couple of great Ides of March memes on DashboardDiaries.Tumblr.com and we will certainly re-blog more because Cherokee I want to know what those favorites are. But one of the ones I re-blogged, which I loved – just because also it’s in the spirit of Tumblr’s wonderful tradition of making movie posters for movies that don’t exist – is a movie poster for Knives In with the font of Knives Out. And it’s just this great mystery movie poster, but starring Gaius Julius Caesar and Quintus Ligarius Brutus.

And then the other post that I re-blogged that I was like, “Oh my goodness, is this really the beginning of the Ides of March obsession on Tumblr?” ... is a post from I believe nine or ten years ago of a knife stabbed into a classic Caesar dressing Kraft bottle. And someone commenting, being like, “Why is this such a popular post? Someone tell me what this is about.” And then someone replying with, “No one tell him.” And then a recent re-blog says, “This is it, lads. The post that started us on this path nine years ago. I sure hope no one told him.” Someone clearly not getting the joke of stabbing Caesar.

And I never really thought about where the origin of the Ides of March obsession on Tumblr began. And so it’s interesting that this might be the sort of Rosetta Stone of this particular meme.

Cherokee: Oh my god, the Rosetta Ranch.

Lauren: (laughs)

Cherokee: Well, I guess it’s Caesar dressing, so ... that doesn’t even.

Lauren: It still works, though.

Cherokee: We’ll allow it.

Lauren: What about you? What are some of your favorite Ides of March posts that you favorited?

Cherokee: So, there was one from this year that I will re-blog to the Dashboard Diaries Tumblr that says, Tumblr recommendations: “Call in. It’s time to celebrate the Ides of March.” Me: “Wasn’t the Ides of March four days ago?” Tumblr Recommendations: “Well, now it’s time to celebrate it.”

(laughter)

I love that. And then-

Lauren: Some good natured ribbing.

Cherokee: Exactly. You know what? We’re in on the joke, right? We didn’t forget. We obviously didn’t. (laughs) It’s actually my bad. I had a takeover reserved on that day for a Q&A that was supposed to be promoted and then it got shifted at the last minute. So, um, sorry!?

(laughter)

Lauren: Cherokee!

Cherokee: Sorry, guys! I’ll make it up to you. Please don’t stab me. So, my other favorite post was from Julius-Caesar and it says, “Hanging with my boys in the senate on Wednesday the 15th. Can’t wait to see what they’ve got planned. I hope it’s a surprise party.”

(laughter)

Yeah, another classic. I love a good Tumblr holiday. You know what?

Lauren: Me too.

Cherokee: No other website does just completely random holidays than Tumblr.

Lauren: Yeah.

Cherokee: We love the 5th of November for multiple reasons, not just the obvious.

Lauren: For multiple reasons. Yeah. Speaking of November 5th, one of Tumblr’s biggest holidays, Cherokee, do you have a Supernatural update for us this week?

Cherokee: Do I ever, Lauren!?

[guitar riff]

It was a big episode on Supernatural this week. As it always is, but this one especially. We’ve had some revelation, some key moments.

Lauren: Ooh!

Cherokee: Not only just in the episode, but also in the watching of the episode. My notes are a roller coaster.

Lauren: Oh boy! I’m so excited.

Cherokee: So, this is S1:E14: Nightmare. Essentially it opens on Sam having a dream about someone killing his parents and he actually ... they actually go to where he thinks he saw the dream and it’s just happened. So, he’s having these premonitions. And so I immediately wrote, “Is this the Exorcist‼‼‼‼‼” Because the kid who killed his parents or killed his father, excuse me, not his parents, has ... I wrote, “He has powers like an evil Matilda.” (laughs) So, he’s been over here-

Lauren: That’s so accurate!

Cherokee: ... carrying knives around in the air, as one does. Matilda does chocolates. And this guy does knives. And you know what, to each their own. Speaking of the Ides of March, you know? (laughs)

Lauren: Yeah. Very true.

Cherokee: So, anyway, this kid has powers and it turns how that, I also wrote here, “Both Sam and this kid had mother ceiling deaths,” as I so eloquently wrote it.

(laughter)

Lauren: The classic mother on the ceiling death.

Cherokee: Hate to see it. Aw, man, not again.

Lauren: Hate to see it.

Cherokee: So, they obviously have these really parallel lives and then Sam says that apparently he started feeling like he’s been developing powers over the past six months and so he thinks he and this boy are linked. And sadly this kid doesn’t make it through the end of the episode.

Lauren: Oof.

Cherokee: But I hope Sam really goes on to figure out his own powers and I hope no one else dies on the ceiling. Don’t tell me if they do, Lauren.

(laughter)

Lauren: I honestly can’t remember. (laughs)

Cherokee: I’ll start a tally.

Lauren: Yeah. Dean deaths, Sam deaths, Ceiling deaths.

Cherokee: I think we’re on three, so far.

Lauren: Excellent.

Cherokee: We have mom #1 ceiling death, girlfriend ceiling death, mom #2 ceiling death.

Lauren: TRUE.

Cherokee: I think-

Lauren: Yep.

Cherokee: ... we may have one other in there so far, but I could be wrong.

Lauren: Listeners, please tell us.

Cherokee: Please, give us the final tally for season one and also, if you’re watching through, the full on – all 15 ceiling deaths.

Lauren: Yeah, we’d love to know those stats.

Cherokee: 15 seasons of ceiling deaths. You know? Okay. So, another great episode. Can’t wait on ... I kind of wish that this episode had been episode 15 to really go just in theme with all of the topics we’re talking about. But ...

Lauren: That’s true, yeah.

Cherokee: With that, as we go through the archives of Supernatural, why don’t we head on over to the archives of our Tumblr?

[guitar]

What do you have for us this week, Lauren?

Lauren: Please. Yes. Okay. So, this is a post from three years ago from somewhere around March 21st, the day that we’re recording. And it is just titled “Fleagle” and it’s got a picture ... the original post is from DirtShrines of a little frog plushie that seems to just have two hind legs and no front legs and enormous eyes. It’s got a tag coming off of it that says “Fleagle.” And then DirtShrines re-blogged it with “Fruff,” which is another frog plushie. This time it does have hands and two little feet and a tag from it saying, “Fruff.”

If course someone made fan art of Fleagle and Fruff and said they are in love. So, Fleagle and Fruff, they’re in love. This is just one of my favorite genres of Tumblr posts, which is that someone posts what is essentially nonsense, right? Like, these two nonsense words with pictures of plush frogs and then someone else on Tumblr is like, “You know what? I’m going to make beautiful original art about this.” I just ... it’s so wonderful.

Cherokee: I love it so much. This is hilarious. Also, I would watch a full length feature film about Fleagle and Fruff. So ... if anyone is listening ...

Lauren: Absolutely, Fleagle and Fruff, new Tumblr mascots, our blorbo of the week.

Cherokee: Oh, yes! You are so right!

[cheering]

Maybe that will be our next app store icon.

Lauren: Yes!

(laughter)

What about you, Cherokee? What do you have from the archives?

Cherokee: So, I have something relevant to a couple of things. I would say, first, kind of vaguely Ides of March-y, but also because Scream 6 just came out and I think it kind of-

Lauren: Oh, that’s right!

Cherokee: ... ties into that, too. So, I re-blogged this from Gracey Books in March 2016 ish, like around this week. And it says, “Murderer via text: I’m going to kill you. Me a week later: Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I saw this when I was in the middle of doing something else and then just completely forget about it.”

Lauren: Real!

Cherokee: I love this. It is so relatable. I have a three to five business day text response rate. At best.

Lauren: Oh yeah.

Cherokee: So, just yeah. Overall, really connect with that one.

Lauren: Very relatable, and yeah, truly topical. I love it.

Cherokee: It is the moment. Speaking of murder, we are going to get into the topic of this episode: The Last of Us after a quick ad break.

[synth]

Lauren: This week’s Tumblr vibe is making jokes with your friends about something that happened over 2,000 years ago. Because that’s what friendship is.

[synth]

Cherokee: All right. So, The Last of Us ... as most of you, many of you know, the season finale happened. It will be two weeks ago? The season finale of The Last of Us happened. We all have emotions about it. We all have a lot to talk about. We will never be the same. I don’t know if I’m talking for everyone, but I hope I am.

Lauren: I think you are. Yeah.

Cherokee: So, to start off, I believe you have a little Last of Us themed game, Lauren?

Lauren: I do. Well, because you have been watching The Last of US TV adaptation on HBO and correct me if I’m wrong, but you loved it so much that you purchased a PS4 and are now playing the game?

Cherokee: I did. Yes. About two episodes in-

Lauren: Incredible.

Cherokee: ... I thought, “I’m impatient. I’m going to overnight a PS4 to myself so that I can immediately play through and finish this game before the season ends to know what happens.” The hubris. The hubris!

(laughter)

Lauren: But the confidence. I respect the confidence.

So, I have a little quiz for you, which is pretty much the only weapons we’ve seen in the show are guns, basically, and Ellie’s knife. Right? But there is a whole myriad of weapons that are not in the show that appear in the game. So, of these following weapons, which is NOT a weapon that appears in the game?

Hatchet, Molotov cocktail, baseball bat with nails through it, pipe with a knife taped to it, flamethrower.

Only one of these doesn’t actually appear in the game and I want you to guess which one.

Cherokee: Okay. So, it doesn’t appear in the game but it may have appeared in the show, or am I just over thinking about the show?

Lauren: No, none of these have appeared in the show.

Cherokee: Got it. I was like, I swear I saw a baseball bat with nails through it in the scene at the campus with the monkeys and everything, when they got attacked by the cannibals. Just spoiling everything here for anyone listening – apologies.

Lauren: Oh yeah, I mean, this is going to be a spoiler heavy episode, for sure. But no, we really only see Joel handle guns in the show, but he has a much wider arsenal of weapons in the game that you have yet to get to. And so one of these is not an option in the game, and I want you to guess which one it is.

Cherokee: Okay. I am going to hatchet.

Lauren: No.

[buzzer]

So, the one that actually does not appear in the game is a baseball bat with nails through it.

Cherokee: Really? So, the one that I immediately guessed that definitely appears in everything. Got it – yes. (laughs)

Lauren: So, there is a baseball bat and you can modify it, but there is ... I stole that from Stranger Things, right? That’s Steve Harrington’s weapon in Stranger Things, basically.

Cherokee: Oh yes, it is.

Lauren: But the reason that I wanted to bring this up is because A) I love that you can fight zombies with a pipe that you tape a knife to, in the game. That’s literally a modification you can make to a pipe. And also I kept waiting for Joel to get a flamethrower in the show. And he never got a flamethrower. It is one of my favorite weapons in the game. And we never got it. So, I am keeping my fingers crossed for season two. But you have a lot of fun game play ahead of you, Cherokee.

And now that you know where the story is going, how are you feeling? How are you feeling about the show? How are you feeling about the game? Where are you at?

Cherokee: First of all, I ruined season two, and game, too, for myself weeks ago because I have no patience.

Lauren: No!

Cherokee: Yeah. And I didn’t even mean to. But I am not giving up in my pursuit to finish this game, but it is ... I’m on easy mode, obviously. Obviously.

Lauren: Yeah, of course.

Cherokee: It is so challenging. I just really ...

Lauren: It’s hard.

Cherokee: And also, I’m excited to play through this and I feel like to play through it and re-watch The Last of Us, I already kind of want to re-watch The Last of Us now that I know what happens – to see what I missed. But I’m like, no, I feel like I should play through the game and then in five to seven years when I’ve completed the game (laughs), go back and re-watch. But yeah, look, I’m an impulse buyer but I intend to make it through to the end. And maybe we can do a follow-up episode once I’ve played all the way through the game.

Lauren: Yeah!

Cherokee: Hopefully that will light a fire. (laughs) And I’ve been watching game play of that scene, it’s not hard to get through what I’m trying to get by, I just have to run. I just have to run.

Lauren: Yeah.

Cherokee: So, you know, I believe I can do it. I can do it.

Lauren: You can do it. I believe in you. You’ve got this.

Cherokee: Multiple people who I have told have been like, “I will come over to your house. I will play you through the prologue,” and I’m like, I’m not a cheater.

Lauren: No, yeah. You gotta do it.

Cherokee: I’ve got to do this. Yeah, exactly.

Lauren: It will only get harder.

Cherokee: If I can’t make it through this, like what am I going to do with the pipe with a knife on it? You know? (laughs)

Lauren: Yeah.

Cherokee: So, what did you think of the final episode compared to how the game ends? And also what did you think overall of the final episode?

Lauren: I mean, I loved the whole series overall and I thought, it’s funny, when we got to the end of episode eight, the penultimate episode, I was like – okay, so, we’re doing the whole last act in the last episode. Because it would be so weird to split those up. And then when that Sunday came around and I went to The Last of Us HBO Max page and saw that the episode was 43 minutes I was like, wait, are we not finishing game one? How are they going to pack this in?

And I have to say, I was really pleasantly surprised and really impressed by how much story they fit into one of the shortest episodes of the season. And that’s in part because they did take out a particularly long action sequence that happens in the game that I won’t say too much about because I think it is going to be fun for you to play. But I thought it was great. And I thought that it delivered the thing that the game delivers to you really effectively, which is sort of making you emotionally complicit in Joel’s violence.

And also because of some very slight but important differences in the way that Pedro Pascal approached Joel versus the way that Troy Baker approaches Joel in the game, that particular sequence in the hospital and then the conversations he has with Ellie after the fact felt different in an interesting way. And I’m really curious to see what season two is because I don’t think this is a spoiler, really, for game two. But game two picks up four years after game one. And I would be surprised if they just leapt to that directly. So, I’m really curious to sort of see how they fill that time and what they do structurally.

And I’m also kind of intrigued to see how Pedro Pascal’s particular coldness in that hospital sequence affects the story moving forward. But as somebody who didn’t know that was coming ... what was your reaction to Joel slaughtering everybody!?

Cherokee: Um ... I mean, when he was leaving the hospital with those two people following him out at gun point I was like, “There’s no way that he’s just going to frolic on out of here.”

Lauren: Leave ... (laughs)

Cherokee: Absolutely not. And so the moment he started attacking them I was like, I actually think I said “yes” out loud. And then I think I was like ... and I expected it to kind of like maybe him to fight them off and then kind of go get her and ... I didn’t expect him to kill every single living being in the building. And I don’t know if there’s a conflicting opinion about his actions here based on kind of the possibility of Ellie being the cure, but it seemed to me that I was like, you guys are just going to immediately go in and kill her and you don’t have a lot of technology here? I don’t feel like you’re set up to make a vaccine. So ... I feel like ... I was kind of like all for it. I don’t know if people thought/felt differently about that, because that was their whole journey. But I was like, you know what, I respect his decision there. Obviously, in game play world, not in real life world. But ...

Lauren: Yeah, I mean, of course. We are in a [crosstalk 00:20:31].

Cherokee: In the post apocalyptic scenario in question ... (laughs)

Lauren: I mean, I think that’s been one of the really interesting things about watching Tumblr react to this finale, has been seeing the varying opinions and sort of the discourse around Joel’s actions. Especially since I first played The Last of Us in 2020 of all times.

Cherokee: Great timing. Great timing. (laughs)

Lauren: Yeah, great timing. So, I played it seven years after the game had come out and so I sort of missed all the original discourse around the game. By the time I approached the game it was already considered one of the greatest games ever made. Which it is. And what’s interesting is I played it like a month before The Last of Us II came out and then I played The Last of Us II and I was kind of around for all of The Last of Us II discourse, which obviously I’m not going to get into.

But the thing that I love about the game and the thing that I love that the TV show did not shy away from is that it wants you to have that reaction of like I stand by what Joel did. It wants you to be like, “I think I would have done the same thing.” And also this is horrific. Yeah, I think that they did that really well and I think especially the way that Bella Ramsey played Ellie’s reaction in that last scene that they have where she is like, “Don’t lie to me.” And you can tell that she knows something is off, right? She doesn’t know what necessarily but she knows something is off. And I’ve been seeing on Tumblr a lot of conversation around the complexity and the nuances of this particular decision and what the narrative wants you to think about it. And it’s been really interesting to watch people have to grapple with the fact that there’s not an easy answer. Right?

Like, you’re not supposed to be cheering at the end. I was talking to a friend who hasn’t played the game but has really been enjoying the TV show. And she hadn’t watched the finale yet. And she was like, “Were you satisfied by the way that they adapted the first season? Did you like the ending?” And I was like, “Yes, I loved the last episode. I think they did a great job. But am I satisfied is an impossible question.” Because in both playing the game and watching the show it’s like, no, you’re not satisfied. You’re kind of left with this pit in your stomach feeling that I love. I love art that makes me feel that way. Because it’s so different from a more clear-cut kind of ... I love John Wick, right? And I think that those movies are very much like, yeah, let’s watch this guy murder a bunch of people because someone killed his dog. Woo hoo! I think there’s a place for that kind of stuff and there’s a place for The Last of Us of, oh, I feel bad about this.

Cherokee: Yeah, it’s very ... even, I feel like my gut emotional reaction was, oh my gosh thank god he’s going to save Ellie – because this is the person that we’ve been rooting for this entire time. But if you flipped the narrative and showed us the fireflies perspective of all of this – I don’t know, I still think that they were making a very ethically questionable decision by not telling anyone that she was going to die.

Lauren: Yeah.

Cherokee: Obviously, that has all of its own ... obviously I’m sure this is where a lot of the discourse is. But it was hard for me to not be like, yeah, I feel good that he did this. But obviously it’s not a good thing that he did. Same with John Wick. I actually just started watching the John Wick movies and I have ... I don’t like when animals get hurt in anything. I can’t handle it.

Lauren: No, yeah, it’s awful.

Cherokee: And everyone was, no, it’s just a small part of it. And so my friends are like, “You are going to watch this, because we’re going to go see John Wick four.” And oh god, hated that first 20 minutes. Oh my god.

Lauren: Yeah.

Cherokee: But I was absolutely vindicated after. It was one dog’s life for 200 people. You know what? That’s why you don’t mess with someone’s dog, man. (laughs)

Lauren: Absolutely. And in heightened reality of John Wick it feels totally justified and it feels completely correct. And I think that yeah because The Last of Us is more grounded ... I don’t know, man, everything you just said I’m just like, once you’re done, I mean, well yeah, I’m curious to see ... again, we’ll have to see what sort of episodes The Last of Us do because they are working on a season two. Yeah, The Last of Us II adds along to this conversation in a very interesting way, in a way that was incredibly divisive for fans and critics.

And also if you don’t like animals getting hurt in anything, maybe don’t play The Last of Us II.

Cherokee: Okay. Got it. Oh no.

Lauren: That was one of the worst mechanics of it for me. And that’s just a general warning to anybody who is thinking about playing that game. If you can’t handle playing a character who hurts animals, don’t play The Last of Us II.

Cherokee: Yeah, I actually think that would be hard for me. But I will play all the way through The Last of Us I.

Lauren: The Last of Us I, you’re fine.

Cherokee: Ready to rock. Yeah, because I was even so sad about what happens to their horse. I was like, oh no.

Lauren: No!

Cherokee: Oh gosh. I just, obviously people dying in shows it’s sad, too, but I don’t know, animal deaths hit differently. I will-

Lauren: They do, because they’re not consenting to the same kind of ... like that horse was just a horse being ridden. That horse didn’t want to get into fights with people. You know?

Cherokee: Probably wants to be running through a field somewhere. You know?

Lauren: Exactly.

Cherokee: Did not ask to be a part of this narrative. (laughs)

Lauren: Exactly. (laughs)

Cherokee: I always have to, when I’m watching a show like this, I always have to remind myself – that horse is okay. That horse is in its little horsey home. It’s fine.

Lauren: Yep, it’s fine. It was treated well.

Cherokee: Yes. It got to hang out with Pedro Pascal and Belle Ramsey. I’m jealous of that horse. So, let’s-

Lauren: Exactly.

Cherokee: ... look at it that way. (laughs)

Lauren: Normally, my inclination would be to replay the games, right? But I’ve done that. And I will jump back in every now and then and play a couple sequences and stuff, or jump into a particular chapter. But the thing that I’m really excited about with the show being so successful and having such an incredible fandom, and we’ll definitely re-blog some of it, but oh my god some of the fan art on Tumblr for this show is like unreal. It’s so beautiful. People are pulling out all the stops.

But one of the things I’m really excited about is after I played The Last of Us II ... I played The Last of Us and The Last of Us II in very quick succession. And after sort of a month of being just buried deep in this game world, the summer of 2020, which was an incredibly weird time, I was like oh my god, I need more of these characters. Where do I turn? I turned to AO3. And the AO3 tag is for video games in general tend not to be enormous. And there’s not a ton of The Last of Us fan fic. And specifically what I am looking for when I’m looking for The Last of Us fan fic is like I just want Joel and Ellie doing dad/daughter stuff. Right?

I just want them being a family and hanging out and being happy and safe. That’s what I’m looking for.

Cherokee: Safe and supportive.

Lauren: Exactly. And so I’m really excited that now the TV show has brought these characters to a much, much wider audience, including probably a lot of very talented fan fic writers who will want to write some stuff post season one. And I cannot wait to read all of those fics. So, that’s what I will be doing. Cherokee, are you just going to be focused on getting through the prologue?

Cherokee: Yeah. I think really I’m just going to dedicate myself to ... any free time I have making it though that final just one more zombie I’ve got to get by, over and over again, but the problem is it’s the one zombie that keeps killing me, but there’s like a whole bunch of game play that just resets quite far back. So, every time I die-

Lauren: Oh no!

Cherokee: ... I have to get ... it’s like the Sisyphus situation that I’m in at the moment. But we’re going to fight through it. And I hope to play through the game. I’ll keep you posted once I make it through the prologue.

Lauren: Please do.

Cherokee: I just loved the show so much. I have watched a lot of titles in the past that have video games or are based on video games and this is ... I’ve always been tangentially kind of interested, but this is the first thing that I’ve watched that immediately made me be like I must play this game. And so I’m really excited about that, to be entering this whole new world, and I hope and feel like I’m sure a lot of people are also entering the world of this game as well. I believe yesterday (as we recorded this March 21st) they released it for PC. So, I think that will open it to a bunch more players as well.

Lauren: Oh wow. Cool.

Cherokee: So, yeah. Just really stoked to play with the pipe knife at some point.

(laughter)

Lauren: Hell yes.

Cherokee: Do you have any tips Lauren?

Lauren: I definitely think taking your time ... in a lot of the combat moving forward once you get past that sort of initial infected are running at you and you’re just trying to escape Austin, a lot of the time that you’re encountering infected it’s like that sequence in the second episode where they’re in that museum in Boston, there’s a lot of that kind of stuff. And that sequence exactly happens in the game. And so take your time. Take your time to really listen , to figure out the best way to get at an infected person, watch their patterns of movement, and that will help you get through those sequences faster because you won’t just be dying over and over again by rushing into things. That’s my advice.

Cherokee: All right. I will keep that in mind. And are there any other Easter eggs or things that you really liked that you noticed as a player throughout the season that new viewers to it wouldn’t have?

Lauren: I mean, definitely yeah. As I mentioned, there were a couple of weapons things that came up. Like the fact that Joel ditches one of the machine guns because he’s like, “Finding ammo for this is so hard.” That’s a real thing in the game. Certain guns just aren’t worth keeping once you’ve run out of ammo for them. Also, when they were in Jackson there were I believe two strong nods to the second game. The first has not been confirmed, although I think Neil Druckmann liked a tweet about it. Which is that the girl that Ellie snaps at when they’re in the dining hall ... I was like, “That is [this] character from The Last of Us II.” I would bet anything. I’m pretty sure that’s her. And also the little baby horse that Ellie pets (Shimmer) is in game two.

Cherokee: Oh my gosh.

Lauren: So, those were two little Easter eggs that I really enjoyed.

Cherokee: Love that. I saw a lot of people talking about how much the scene with the giraffe in the final episode, people loved that.

Lauren: Yeah.

Cherokee: That they took the time to add that in from the game. And it was a real giraffe, which is also really cool that they used.

Lauren: I know! That’s so cool.

Cherokee: I love that. (laughs)

Lauren: So cute and just aw, Bella Ramsey is just so ...

Cherokee: Great things. All the feels.

Lauren: Yeah, all the feels. Do you have a favorite episode or like a favorite moment from the show that has just really stuck with you?

Cherokee: I mean, I feel cliché but episode three just ...

Lauren: Yeah.

Cherokee: I immediately re-watched it. I loved it so much. I really just loved the story and it was just so sweet. And I know that was something that was expanded upon from a smaller story line in the game.

Lauren: Immensely.

Cherokee: I’m really excited to see some more of that in season two as well. And then I just really liked the pun book and the punning tie in throughout.

Lauren: Of course!

Cherokee: Oh my gosh. Love! Ellie, gal after my own heart. (laughs)

Lauren: Absolutely.

Cherokee: Wait, but what was your favorite episode or favorite moment?

Lauren: Hmm. I mean, yeah, episode three was a really astonishing work of art. I think like I mentioned the week it aired I was just like gently crying for 20 minutes straight, which I just don’t often do. I either shed one tear or I sob at TV shows. And this was just like a steady stream of tears for 20 minutes.

But I think my favorite moment was actually in the last episode. It was maybe based on a couple of different moments in the game, but that was for all intents and purposes a new conversation, which is Ellie and Joel talking about how he got the scar on his head. And then her being like, “Oh yeah, I mean, time heals all wounds, right?” And he’s like, “It wasn’t time that did it.” I was like – oh god!

There are so many times in both games where I just want to scream, “Say I love you to each other, you freaks!”

Cherokee: Right!?

Lauren: I feel like this is the closest (laughs) I’ve gotten and it’s so delicious.

Cherokee: Oh my gosh. Yeah. That and the, “I’ve got you baby girl, when she runs out of the burning building.” Ugh, just punch through my heart! Found family! We love to see it.

Lauren: We love to see it. We love to see it.

[gentle music]

Cherokee: Speaking of things that punch us through our heart ... our Feels Corner.

Lauren: Yep.

Cherokee: What has you in your feels this week, beyond just everything about The Last of Us?

Lauren: Always and forever. Well, speaking of found family stuff ... I have been on a Star Wars kick recently, which I think I talked about last time because I went to Galaxy’s Edge at Disney World. And now the Mandalorian is back and the Bad Batch is ending its season soon. And I’m just drowning in wonderful Star Wars content.

But the thing I’m really excited for is that the sequel to Jedi Fallen Order, a video game, is coming out in late April. And I really loved Jedi Fallen Order. I thought it was great. And the game picks up five years after Fallen Order, Jedi Survivor, the one that comes out in April. And to sort of bridge the two, a book called Battle Scars by Sam Maggs came out a couple of weeks ago. And so I’ve been reading that. And it picked up where the ... it picks up a couple of years after the video game ends. And without sort of spoiling too much about the book or about the game, basically it’s about this Jedi and now he’s on this ship with sort of his compatriots and it’s really great found family stuff. And Sam Maggs is just a phenomenal writer. And a wonderful person. And so it’s just been a real delight to read that book.

I’m not done with it yet because I paused. Because I was like, wait a second, I don’t remember some important stuff that happens in Jedi Fallen Order. So, I’m going to go back and replay that game, which is what I’m doing right now. And then I’m going to pick up and continue to read this book because I want to be able to appreciate it fully.

Cherokee: Love it.

Lauren: It’s also exploring one of my favorite things to explore in Star Wars storytelling and something that my other favorite Star Wars book explores, Dark Disciple, which is this ... it’s actually like a very Joel and Ellie coded thing, in my opinion. It’s a similar theme. Which is that the Jedi are not supposed to form emotional attachments, right? That’s their whole thing, is they’re sort of supposed to be separate from the world.

And I love narratives that explore, no, what if Jedi actually do have romances – like in Dark Disciple? Or what if they have a found family that they really love and want to take care of, like in Battle Scars? And how does that complicate their relationship to essentially their religion and their way of life? And that’s something that the Mandalorian is exploring really beautifully as well with Din Jarin’s religion and now raising his son in that. And if you’re looking for Pedro Pascal raising a child again, may I recommend the Mandalorian as a chaser to the shot that was The Last of Us?

Cherokee: My favorite genre.

Lauren: This is what’s got me in my feels. It’s the best genre. Cherokee, what about you? What has you in your feels other than daddy, Pedro Pascal?

Cherokee: Other than daddy Pedro Pascal, I have some other daddy’s in my feels this week. (laughs) Specially Shadow Daddy, if you are a fan of Shadow & Bone, season two came out as we were chatting about earlier and we did an answer time with the full cast and there were, first off, just the interactions between these cast members just warms my fricken heart. And it’s just so much fun to see compared to the characters that they play.

So, the first group we had was Ben Barnes, Jessie Mei Li, and Daisy Head ... Ben is of course the Darkling, Jessie is Alina, and then Daisy is Genya. So, one of the questions that was submitted was, “Who started the nickname shadow daddy?” And (laughs) it turns out it was the actress Danielle who plays Nina in the show – fun fact!

Lauren: Amazing.

Cherokee: It was just a really fun Q&A. I also just have a new blorbo from Shadow & Bone and that is Wylan, played by Jack Wolfe. Jack Wolfe is a perfect little forest nymph of a human being. And is so perfect for the character of Wylan. I really loved season two. Very excited for the next Shadow & Bone and also we did a segment called “Cast Your Votes” where the cast made polls and we actually posted the polls on the Netflix Tumblr. So, you can participate in them.

Lauren: Amazing.

Cherokee: So, we have some great questions in there like “Shadow or Bone?” And that was a really contentious one. Or, “Which crow would be the least helpful in a crisis?” So, you know, a lot of debate, a lot of great stuff. And so yeah, that just really has me in my feels, because that was so much fun. I really loved the books, loved season one, have already been to watch season two.

And also, this is a little kind of pre in my feels thing because it hasn’t premiered yet. I believe it comes out on March 31st, but we’re doing an answer time with the cast of Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves. We’re going to be recording it, it goes live on the 30th. So, I really loved that movie and it was great – can’t wait for it to come out. And that also gave me a lot of feels. And I think there’s going to be multiple of these movies. So, just a lot of great-

Lauren: Ooh!

Cherokee: Yeah. Great stuff coming out. I’m going to go play some more The Last of Us and hopefully make it through the prologue.

Lauren: Good luck and godspeed.

Cherokee: Thank you very much. I will be texting you updates. And in the mean time-

Lauren: Please.

Cherokee: And I’m Cherokee McAnelly and you can find me at Chero.Tumblr.com.

Lauren: And I’m Lauren Shippen, and you can find me at TheLaurenShippen.Tumblr.com.

Cherokee: This has been Dashboard Diaries. And ...

[outtro music]

Lauren: May your anons always be loving.

Cherokee: Your dash always refreshed.

Lauren: Your gifs always be loading.

Cherokee: And your ships always canon.

Lauren: May the fics you’re reading always be finished.

Cherokee: And the answers you seek always in the re-blogs.

Lauren: Thanks for scrolling with us!

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A Family Affair | Euro 2020 Football Fanfiction

Hi besties - here is part 6! We are officially halfway through this fic! Part 6 sees friendships blossom, situationships struggle, and cheeky intercontinental facetime chats! I hope you all are enjoying it as much as i am! I love hearing from you after you've read it! Love always, Steph xx

Part 6 | parte sesta

warnings; a couple of tugs on the heartstrings (in both the best and worst ways)

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Amelia had been back in Turin for a week or so, settling back into her city apartment had been more difficult than she anticipated as she was now alone for the first time in more than 2.5 months. It wasn’t very often, but sometimes she did miss the companionship of having a boyfriend. She missed someone to have breakfast with, to watch movies under the covers, to bring to official events. She still did all of these things, with a date, that was a friend, that sometimes maybe crept beyond the friendship zone and into the we shouldn’t be doing this but it feels so good zone.

Fede was someone that hung around Amelia like a fly to sugar. She enjoyed the attention most of the time. She appreciated his friendship, wisdom, talent and intellect. He could hold a conversation, talk to her about the arts, sell her the dream. She even didn’t mind it when they did cross that line a few times. Long afternoons and even longer nights spent wrapped up together in his bed sheets, her bathtub, his kitchen, her lounge room...you get the point. It was almost as though the two were in a committed relationship - committed being the operable word.

Fede wanted Amelia all to himself, and she was just that - available to him and for him whenever he wished, which was often. That’s what confused Amelia most, he didn’t want to label their situationship. He was happy to be ‘friends’ outside the four walls of their respective homes, but lovers when the curtains were drawn. She would maybe understand if he was elusive, always going out and on his phone but he wasn’t. He spent all of his time with her, there wouldn't have been enough hours left in the day if he separated those he spent with her from those he spent alone.

The Juventus players noticed this behaviour early on, seeing a noticeable difference in the way their number 33 paid attention to their tactical sessions. How he was turning up to the training centre early, with an extra piccolo for the english member of their coaching staff. Federico claimed he was helping Amelia brush up on her Italian, but having an Italian-born mother who insisted on sharing her culture with her kids, meant she was pretty much fluent in the language before arriving in Turin. His teammates weren’t stupid and neither was she.

This was the one area of her life where Amelia felt comfortable to go with the flow, she didn’t need to prepare or overthink anything to do with the charming Italian boy from Firenze. She let him take it at his own pace, she was in no need to rush. She let him take her home to meet his Nonna, she spent quality alone time with his dogs when he’s running late from training, and that’s a rare occasion being that it’s normally her there after him and he hangs back to drive them both home.

Everything was progressing at his pace, and the moment Amelia just asks for some clarification on the situation, he would get visibly stressed. He wanted to have his cake and eat it too. And for a long time he could, he had Amelia's attention and affection at Juve, he even had it during their european campaign. At the end of the tournament, when they all broke up for their summer breaks, Fede conveniently waited until their final round in the shower, if you know what i mean, before pulling her into bed and having a heart to heart with her.

Amelia thought that she was finally getting the clarification that she was after, which in a way she did. Fede spoke whimsical words about how she makes him feel wanted and understood, and in turn he told her about the affects he knew he had on her. It was a conversation that would turn Shakespeare to a pile of rose petals. In the end, he told her that he wanted to continue what they had just how they had been doing it. And so, that's exactly how they left it. No labels. Friends outside of the four walls of their apartments. That was all Amelia needed to be able to enjoy her family holiday in Mykonos, guilt free, not missing the man that became the equivalent of her shadow.

The constant company she had in Mykonos compared to what she was experiencing in Turin made her more eager to return to work than she had previously. Of course, there are group chats and facetimes and phone calls throughout the days that kept her occupied, but she was missing the boys and her brother. Her friendship with Kyle was back to its old ways, memes being shared across the european continent, long phone calls to talk about their problems. Kyle knew all about the Fede x Amelia situation, Amelia having given him the sparknotes version over a wine filled zoom session one evening that same week. Their pre-seasons hadn’t gone back yet so they were able to indulge in a bit of vino, guilt free.

She was surprised about the constant contact, or lack thereof, that some of the boys had maintained with her. Ben Chilwell hadn’t once messaged or instagrammed the girl, despite being active in their group chats and liking her holiday pictures on instagram. He even made the rookie error of liking a picture so far down on her instagram, there was no way to explain his need for being there. She messaged him a couple times, assuming he just got busy with whatever he was doing, but there was radio silence on the other end.

A friendship she was surprised had blossomed so well, considering their flirtatious start to life, was with that of Jack Grealish and Tyrone Mings. There had been more facetimes than she could count between herself and the two villa boys. Whether it was Tyrone telling her about a book he had finished that he thought she would enjoy, or Jack asking her how to cook dinner, maybe even them both cooking dinner together - of course she had to have a later dinner to be able to do so, with the time difference and all...and there was no way Jack was going to be having dinner an hour early “athlete’s schedule an all tha ya’know” he would smirk down the camera, brummie accent on full display.

She met Tyrone through Jack, he facetimed the girl for outfit advice one night before going out with the tall defender and the pair hit it off. Both giving Jack the fashion advice he needed but didn’t want to hear (a Gucci two piece tracksuit set is never the answer). Tyrone immediately noticed a certain attention to detail being applied by his fellow number 10, to the tactics that were being put forward by the girl that was far too good at her job. His training was improving, his set pieces having a certain amount of flare. There was also a lack of attention being paid from Jack to other girls. Instead, much preferring to spend the evening at home watching the same netflix series as Amelia so that he could discuss it with her the next day, or better yet, at the same time.

As pre-season had commenced, Amelia had been applying the same tactics that she developed (and that obviously worked) throughout the European campaign to her Juventus club level. Having faith in the four men that were with her and the Azzurri to ensure that their other teammates were completing them accurately. It appears that her skill was widely recognised, having a few missed calls and voice messages left from English telephone numbers that she was yet to listen to. In all seriousness, she was nervous to listen to them. Worried that they would make her an offer she couldn’t refuse. A wise person once told her that you shouldn’t make any decisions whilst you're at the top of your happy, or the bottom of your sad. You should make important decisions when your life is at its constant. It's very easy to accept things that you wouldn’t normally when you're at the peak of your mood, just as easy as it is to forget the bigger picture when you're down. Who knew Kyle Walker was so wise.

“So, i’ve got a bit of a dilemma” She spoke down to her facetime camera one evening in early August.

“Hit me with it darlin’” Jack spoke back to her, getting his dinner utensils out so that they could cook together again. He didn’t like not being prepared for her tutorial, he got stressed if she added pepper and his pepper was still in his pantry. Each afternoon, when it was agreed upon what they would be cooking together that evening, she sent him a list of what he would need out on his bench to complete the meal.

“I’ve missed a few calls from English teleco numbers this last week or so”

“Ok? Do you think they’re scams? You’re beautiful Amelia but I don't think it's actually an Egyptian prince on the other end that wants to offer you 250k in exchange for your paypal info…”

“Ha ha very funny - that was one time ok and he wasn’t a Prince, he was claiming to be an investment banker and wanted to help me start up my portfolio-ANYWAY JACK I WAS 16! God just forget I even told you that story” Amelia barked down facetime, now pausing what she was doing to point at the British boy with her wooden spoon, the same way her mother would to her when she was being cheeky. All she was met with was boisterous laughter.

“Nah i’m only joking, continue with your story.”

“I began to listen to the start of one and it was a talent acquisition manager for one of the premier league clubs, offering me a job” Amelia said as she continued to stir her pasta. Tonight they were making penne arrabiata. She received no reply from the boy. Looking down to her camera to check the call was still active, she saw him looking at the camera with a serious expression.

“Are you going to tell me what the problem is before I start to get excited that you’re going to be living within driving distance from me? Oh god i’ve just realised - was it from Villa? You could be even closer than I imagined” Jack started to ramble, getting over excited with the prospect of being so close to the girl that he could physically hang out with her, instead of virtually.

“Jack calm down, I didn't listen long enough to find out what club he was from. I have 5 more just like it waiting in my inbox.”

“What's the problem then Mils?” Jack could see the girl had apprehension written all over her face.

“I’m just nervous that they're going to tell me everything I've always wanted to hear. That they’re going to make me an offer I can't refuse and I have to leave my life here.” Their pasta was ready to be dished up now, so the girl poured herself a glass of red wine and got herself comfy on her couch.

“Come on, play the messages and i’ll listen to them with you, be your voice of reason,” Jack offered the girl.

“I should probably call Tyrone, you’re just going to reject every club that isn’t Villa.” she laughed before switching facetime to her laptop, moving to the floor of her lounge room and resting her elbows on her coffee table. With the phone near the screen of her mac, she began to play the messages.

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“Hi Amelia, Shaun here from Newcastle United-” “As if you’d waste your talents at Newcastle”

“Jack! That's horrible! At least i know i already look good in the black and white striped kit”

“No, not happening. Next”

“Amelia, Hope you don’t mind but I got your number off of one of my players who knows you. Long story short, we have a position here are Arsenal” “Bloody Bukayo, needs to keep his silky mitts off ya”

“Jack, give it a rest or i’m calling Tyrone”

“Amelia White, Greg here from Aston Villa Football Club” “Get in Greggles!! That's it, stop listening, you’re taking this one”

“I need to listen to them all Jack”

“So, you’ll consider Villa?”

“I’ll consider all of them”

“You’d really go to Arsenal? Aren’t you a Spurs supporter? Shocking stuff”

“Ok maybe not all of them”

“Ciao Amelia, Mario here from Chelsea Football Club - I’ve heard nothing but good things about you. We could really use you here at Chelsea next season. Give me a call when you get a spare moment to discuss the opportunity”

“What? Nothing to say to this one, Jack?”

“Nah, sounds ok. You deserve to showcase your skills at a big club like Chelsea. And besides, you’ll have Jorginho there to look after you. Come on, next one”

“It’s the last one actually”

“Amelia, we’ve got a fantastic opportunity here at Manchester City for someone with your skill set. It would be a massive advantage to have your tactical insight to the game coupled alongside the fantastic leadership we’ve already got at the club”. “Holy shit, Pep called you himself? Kyle Walker really knows how to pull strings when he wants something”

“I am overwhelmed”

“Hey, you don’t need to make any decisions right now. Sleep on it, talk it over with your family. Speak to Jorgi, I know you’re close with him. And just let me know when you decide to pick Villa so i can start house huntin’ for ya”

“Night Jack, speak soon”

“Sleep tight darlin’, speak to ya tomorrow”

Part 7. | settima parte

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warnings: descriptions of blood and bodily injury, post-traumatic symptoms, panic/anxiety attacks

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oof. wow. here it is, part one of the BIG boy chapter. please mind the warnings on this one!! trauma and post-traumatic symptoms are a big theme in this chapter and the next.

as an author, these have been some of the harder, more vulnerable chapters to create and i hope that the writing shows this :’’’^) all that said, enjoy :’^)

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Keigo was fucked up.

Or he had fucked up.

It was hard to tell the specifics of his predicament, considering how hard he’d hit his head.

‘Hawks’ was known for his speed, his skill, and his ability to finish fights off before they even had a chance to truly start. He prided himself on his prowess, the product of his own diligence and meticulous training. Normally, Keigo kept to these high standards without fail and with faltering.

On the rare occasion he did get injured, it was usually simple scrapes or bruises.

Except, sometimes time, his shortcomings created much more than scratches.

His left arm was twisted the wrong way, wrenched from its socket. His skull ached, hair sticking to the back of his neck and cold.

Keigo blinked slowly, vision tilting and blurry against the asphalt he’d crashed onto. He’d sent his feathers to finish off what was left of the fight, knowing that he was, bodily, down for the count.

It hadn’t started as a large fight, notably. It shouldn’t have gotten so bad. The first alert he’d received just made it seem like petty burglary. Quickly after arriving on the scene, it escalated into an entire firefight spanning several blocks.

He’d been one of the first heroes there, naturally. It wasn’t hard to disarm and pin most of the villains down, but quickly, things got out of hand. Figures forming from the afternoon’s shadows, quickly turning the simple de-escalation into an all-out brawl.

Keigo pushed himself from the filthy ground, coughing up spittle and blood on the blacktop below. It wasn’t from an internal injury, he knew, just a bitten tongue and cheek that made the drippings of his mouth pink and cloudy.

He sat up, forcing himself to his feet as more heroes arrived, finishing the job out of sheer numbers. Mentally, he cursed his mistakes and his stupor. The media circus and bureaucratic bullshit he was undoubtedly going to have to deal with made him audibly groan. Keigo could handle pain without question, but his least favorite parts of his job were the nuts and bolts of it all.

Maybe it was the head trauma or the fact he’d just gotten sloppy lately, but Keigo didn’t even notice the oddly large amount of shattered glass at the scene or the shadows that loomed and weaved without rest nearby, though they never moved to the offensive.

...

You sat on your couch, boot propped up (as usual), and a pillow hugged in your arms.

Typically, you weren’t one to watch the news, but the moment you’d seen the alert from your phone about ‘large scale villain attack- Hawks and Miruko on the scene!, you’d rushed to turn on any channel that had coverage.

Which, creating a sense of dread in your gut, was most of them.

You watched the varying camera angles of the fight, squeezing the pillow tightly in your arms like the pressure would comfort you.

The fear and terror was such a contrast to the absolute bliss of the first couple of weeks of you and Keigo’s relationship.

During that time, your text-based communication hardly changed, still ambiently throughout the day and including the exchange of many memes and well-placed photographs and selfies.

The messages had changed, somewhat, truth be told. There was a sweetness to it, soft, warm, and new. The bantering never stopped, but woven within each of your words were small, tender lines that were new to you both.

Wonderfully new.

You found that Keigo was particularly affectionate over text, but it was nothing compared to him in-person.

You hadn’t really expected him to be clingy. Not based on the way he texted and talked previously and how he was generally portrayed by the public.

But god, was he.

He came over several other nights, always bearing food, drinks, and a bright smile. He wouldn’t even think of settling for the evening in the comfort of your couch (or bed) until you’d been showered in kisses and teasing touches, always seeming hungry, maybe even starved.

He was careful, however, to never go too far or touch too much.

When you two would finally settle on the couch, usually finding yourself strewn over each other in some way, Keigo would continue heaping on affection in any way he could, subtle or otherwise. You returned the gestures, giving your own too.

You craved the heat of his body in the same way he hungered for yours.

You found that, as the nights would wear on, he tended to slip his rough hands under any top you might be wearing, settling his grip on your sides or back. He’d either press and massage, or just ambiently draw shapes. At first, you thought it was some sort of sexual preamble, expecting his touch to drift higher and hungrier.

It took you a night or two of it to realize it wasn’t like that at all—

Keigo just craved contact.

It all made sense, though your revelation surprised you a bi at first.

One night, with his head in your lap, you had simply hummed out, “I never thought you’d be touch-starved.”

Keigo hummed as you ran your nails around the shell of his ear, “Mind elaborating on that one?”

“You’re always touching me when we’re together,” You replied simply, heart squeezing at the little twinges of anxiety you could see forming around Keigo’s eyes. “Not that it's a bad thing— I really love all of it, it’s just sweet. I didn’t think you’d be so affectionate and touchy. I would dare to say, it's cute.”

That comment turned Keigo’s cheeks bright red, though you hardly got much of a chance to tease him about it before he was on you with another wave of soft kisses and squeezes.

Maybe, you were a little touch-starved yourself.

And definitely, surely, falling into each other simply and sweetly felt like heaven.

...

But all of that syrupy goodness was gone, the flavor of it stale and rotten.

All you could focus on was your TV screen as Hawks was being pulled from an alleyway. The camera angle was poor, the quality shaky, but the picture was clear as day to you.

Keigo was walking, barely, most of his weight bared into Miruko’s side. He looked half-dead when he first emerged, limbs twisted painfully and face downcast.

He brightened up a moment later. You weren’t even sure that anyone would’ve caught the change in his expression if they didn’t know him as intimately as you did.

Your chest tightened painfully when he gave his most dashing smile, pearly white teeth stained with blood that was rushing from a wide cut on his forehead. The juxtaposition of him being purely fucked up mixed with the shining expressions he was flashing at the media made your stomach churn with dread.

He’s hurt.

And it seems bad.

You chewed your bottom lip until it ached.

The newscast kept playing, showing the wreckage of the scene, all of the hurt civilians— it was a few cities over, but you swore you could hear the sirens just outside of your window.

You dug around for your phone, typing out a message to Keigo, fingers shaking as you did.

[you]: hey i saw about the attack? how are you doing?

Texting him was the bare minimum, wasn’t it? If you could, you’d call. But based on the way he was reported to have been taken to a nearby hospital, he wouldn’t be answering his phone any time soon.

It didn’t feel like enough, but what more could you do?

You felt uncomfortably powerless.

A very lucid, perhaps cruel part of your mind rang out amid your quiet panic:

Get used to it.

You fell back into the cushions, unable to turn off the screen, though unable to do anything other than watch and churn.

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Keigo didn’t have a great recollection of the day's events after sustaining his fairly significant head injury, not to mention the shattering of the bones in his right arm and a few in his left leg. Not to mention his sorely dislocated shoulder.

Pain blotted things out memory, he knew.

Hospital trips were few and far between for Keigo, but in the unfortunate circumstance he was stuck and strung up with wires and IV tubes, he was more than well taken care of.

He was aware, somewhat, of the Commission’s hold on the scruff of his neck, though complacent in it. His good attitude and impeccable, nearly-perfect performance earned him the best medical care they could provide.

Some sweet girl, a student from the west, was brought in to heal his wounds. Healing quirks of any significance were rare, so it was always interesting to see how they worked and manifested.

The girl’s quirk came at the price of any energy his body had, but he was completely patched up in a number of minutes. Fatigue be damned, he was happy to be quickly and easily put back together. He made sure to put on his best camera-ready smile as the girl traced symbols on the backs of his hands, fingers shaking and shyly smiling.

She was probably starstruck, all things considered. Meanwhile, Keigo was exhausted and out of it.

All through it, all of it, the actual fight and subsequent medical nightmare, he had slipped into a far different mindset than the one he’d been occupying for the last couple of weeks.

Consequently, he hadn’t thought of you at all.

You didn’t even cross his mind.

Keigo could’ve blamed it on hitting his head, but that wouldn’t be entirely fair or truthful.

All the same, the absence would burn later.

...

Keigo flashed a dopey smile to the door of his hospital room when he spotted a familiar puff of bright yellow hair.

Despite his stupor, familiarity still resonated. Besides, his PA stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the greyscale scrubs and antiseptic.

“Akane! I knew you’d never be far in my time of need,” Keigo relaxed against the hospital bed he was still resigned to. He was to be discharged as soon as possible for the bevy of press reports he would had to complete. Not to mention the mountains of paperwork he’d probably have to file and sign.

Akane kept a stern but humored expression as she shooed a nurse out of Keigo’s room. She was shorter than most, face cut with sharp angles and high ridges. They were dressed immaculately as always, a well-tailored black suit with crisp-looking dress shoes. All professionalism, trained and honed by the Commission in a similar way to Keigo, though it was implicitly recognized.

“You’ve got a press conference in thirty with Miruko,” Akane didn’t answer his greeting, though Keigo could tell by their quick nod that it was at least acknowledged. They rolled a small suitcase next to the bed. “Extra hero costume in there. I called your normal hair and makeup, they’ll be in a few minutes after I leave. It’s been a while since you’ve been this injured in a fight, so put on a good show for everyone, won’t you?”

Akane’s sarcasm always brought a smile to his face, contrasting so starkly with their well-pressed hems and seams.

Keigo quickly sat up, dropping his feet to the cold linoleum below, “Always a show.”

He quickly began to re-robe into his new garments, tired mind returning to its trained roots.

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You had been watching the newscast for hours, probably (definitely) against your best interest.

You’d have plenty of time to kick yourself for it later.

You couldn’t stop watching the repetitive footage and bland media, despite the report that ‘Hawks’ was safe, well and receiving treatment.

Until you saw him, you couldn’t rest—- Or that’s what it felt like, anyway.

The image of him bloodied felt painfully etched into the forefront of your mind. The contours and highlights of Keigo’s wounds were uncomfortably bright and hot, nestled next to swirling images of your own. Uncomfortably vivid sensations and colors of your own stitched-up wounds that once wept blood themselves.

If you steeped in it all too deeply or for too long, your breathing would quicken, memories unbridled in the way they sucked down.

Sweat dripping down your brow, you willed your breath even and slowly despite how you definitely were having trouble handling what you were experiencing.

As the evening wore into night, you remained wired.

You convinced yourself, despite the thorns that ran deep, you would be able to rest once you saw Keigo well.

Eventually, there was an announcement for a late press conference, a conclusion to the media frenzy.

You knew you’d stay up for it, no matter how long it took to air. You knew he was fine, it had been confirmed over and over throughout the coverage, but it wasn’t enough.

You just need to see him.

Then you’ll be fine.

Keigo is fine.

No amount of reassurance comforted you. You were sinking too deeply in your throes, ungrounded and crackling within your own fragile mind.

The memories of blood and gore and hot, white fear rolled over you, suffocatingly close to how you’d felt less than a month prior.

On the cold cement floor of the tea shop, you had Keigo’s feather, the knowingness that he would be there.

Yet, now?

You were alone in your dim apartment.

No Keigo.

No villains.

Just you and your skull.

You had to pull yourself back when you felt your quirk begin to activate with your adrenaline, thankful for the low stimulation of your apartment, and the pillow in your arms being exchanged for the plushie Keigo had gifted you. You forced yourself to ground, counting your breaths, and holding yourself together.

(Maybe the trauma of your own run-in was deeper than you wanted to acknowledge.)

You pushed the thought aside as the live footage of the press conference began. It was better to compartmentalize it all, wasn’t it? Why not shove it back where it was easier to not deal with? You’d get a therapist or something.

If Keigo is okay, you’ll be okay.

The press conference decor was coated with the diamond insignia of the Public Safety Hero Commission, along with a few sponsors and nearby police departments. Local heroes and police officers sat around microphones with plastic waterbottles, ringing around the focal points of the events:

Keigo and Miruko.

Seeing him, perfectly in uniform and switched-on didn’t make you feel better.

If anything, it made you feel worse.

Before everything, when he was just your regular you pined after, you saw and heard of him doing heroic duties all the time.

But, it was different when Keigo was your partner, yet living an entirely different reality from yours. In the safety of your apartment, and formerly the teashop, that line of difference was somewhat blurred, or, it at least appeared to be.

But while Keigo was shiny and dazzling, charismatic and blunt as ever on the stage of the conference, the contrast turned polar.

As there was a jeer of laughter, Keigo grinning as Miruko clapped a hand on his back, your stomach rolled.

Seeing him fine and good-as-new wasn’t soothing.

It was like pouring moonshine on a brush fire.

Every moment of the conference highlighted the separation between the two of you, the feeling of fear and now loss so strongly in your mind, it started to taste like the tannin of a rotten wine .

The concoction was made even viler as the memories of injuries didn’t fade or falter.

Your chest ached.

The press conference droned on in front of you, but none of the content of it registered. It was all sickly background noise to your own pains

You pressed the plushie against your stomach, ignoring the phantom stabs of rancid-yellow that traced up your leg from your booted foot.

...

“From what we can surmise, there’s activity of several different villain groups in this area that are connected. This incident is related.”

...

You were getting to yourself, you had been all evening. The problem was you couldn’t climb out—

Not if you weren’t honest and self-aware.

Too bad you were actively spiraling away from anything even close to the latter and former.

...

“There is much we don’t know at this time, but it is clear there must be further investigation into the roots of the attack.”

...

You recognized, even then, that Keigo was going to be in harm's way because of his job, constantly. He was always in danger.

It just felt different, having to see it play out in front of you, isolated from him in all ways except the glimmer he showed the cameras and the gore he bore prior.

The absences burned.

Your gaze moved to your phone, the device still dormant.

With a thick, sticky swallow, you resigned yourself to sitting back into the cushions of your couch, spiraling and numbing as you had been hours.

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Following the press conference, Keigo had one priority—

Sleep.

Despite Akane’s nagging that they ‘really needed to talk to him’, Keigo was exhausted after being healed and wanted nothing more than to go home and rest for as long as he could make himself lay still.

Maybe, he could’ve handled a patrol (if he had had anything significant of his wings left), but he could not stand the idea of dealing with bureaucratic bullshit in his wrung-out state.

At this admission, Akane sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Fine, but you need to come to the office as soon as possible,” Akane seemed exasperated after such a long evening (now night), of dealing with the attack. “Seriously, or your publicist is going to kick both of our asses.”

Keigo didn’t ponder too far into the topic of whatever Akane needed him for. Far too mentally wiped-out to bother with what was undoubtedly bureaucratic bullshit.

He rolled his eyes, sending a feather forward to trigger the automatic doors ahead, “I’ll be sure to come in— It’s not like I don’t have a backlog of paperwork to finish.”

“That too,” Akane sighed, pausing outside of the doors, just dimly lit under the lip of the entrance of the building. “Feel better, quick. And please, stay safe.”

Keigo raised an eyebrow, “You know I always am. I’ll see you around tomorrow, bright and early.”

Keigo flew away so quickly, he didn't notice Akane’s pinched expression and set jaw and she waved goodbye.

...

Nearly featherless and on the edge of total exhaustion, Keigo dragged himself back to his penthouse. His mind and body ached, his thoughts messy and disorganized.

It wasn’t an entirely unfamiliar state, though he didn’t get to it often.

He had ample training to not get like this. The fuzziness he was clouded by should’ve been tossed aside easily; he blamed his own overcast on the healing he received.

(And, not that he, perhaps, had more on his mind as of late)

More on his mind meant more to forget.

It wasn’t until he toweled off from a quick shower that he even looked at his phone.

It wasn’t until he saw your single text that you even came to his mind.

Keigo called you nearly instantly, jaw going tight.

It made sense that he’d forget, he rationalized.

The portion of his psyche that was trained to be a hero was the same part that struggled the most with his feelings for you. All of the affection, validation, and deep admiration (and perhaps more) was slowly but surely allowing long-dormant parts of him to awaken—

Yet, all of the new roots and growth aside, he’d forgotten about you in the chaos of the day.

Maybe a passing, subconscious twinge in his gut, but otherwise? Nothing.

A bit of guilt chewed him as the line began to ring.

You laid across your couch, curled up with the plushie in your arms. The news reports played like white noise, your mind long having gone to gum and static. You alternated between different horrors of memory and sensation.

The buzzing and shrill sound of your ringtone made your jump, pulling you from your stupor.

[birdboy <3] calling...

You immediately picked up the call.

“Keigo?” You asked, trying to ignore the continual light shaking of your hands.

“Hey, dove,” His voice was cool and calm. “Sorry, I just saw your message now. I figure you saw all the news, but I’m all good, no worries! How are you?”

Oh.

Was it that easy?

The gears in your skull turned far slower than you wanted them to.

He’s fine, (Y/N).

He’s so unbothered.

Everything is fine.

You tried to comfort yourself, taking a few methodical breaths.

“Dove? Are you there?”

Get your shit together.

“Yeah, I am.” You shook your head. “I was worried, that’s all. My bad. I’m glad you’re okay.”

“The news really plays things up, huh?” Keigo laughed with a sigh, scratchy from the speaker. “Sorry about the media circus. They like the drama.”

“Uh-huh.” You replied, feeling yourself begin to spin all over again.

Drama.

Dramatics.

...

Calm down.

It wasn’t that simple.

“Hey, dove, are you alright?” Keigo spoke casually from the line. Maybe there was some concern in his tone (or you just wanted there to be). You couldn’t fully tell.

You sank back into the couch, bending your good leg into your chest, “I was just worried, is all. I freaked myself out.”

“I’m sorry about that, angel,” Keigo clicked from the phone. “I don’t get banged up too often. Besides, they always stitch me back together quickly! It’s just like this sometimes.”

“‘It’s just like this sometimes’,” You repeat mechanically, processing so slowly it was painful. Your voice sounded far off—

You felt like you were drowning.

Why couldn’t you handle seeing him hurt?

It’s part of his job.

Why does this all feel so bad?

“Can you come over?” You asked, praying that he’d say yes, and maybe, maybe, you could have your fears be assuaged with some contact. Some support—

“Sorry, dove, the healer they got for me really drained me,” Keigo yawned from the other side of the line. “I think I’m gonna hit the hay. But, tomorrow is just an office day for me, so I can come by after?”

Your heart sank in your chest, faster and harder than you could try to make yield.

“That works,” You replied, despite how rotten you felt. “Take care, okay? Get some rest.”

You hung up abruptly, not waiting for his reply, and lowering your head.

Tears drip from your eyes, soaking the plushie in your arms as you finally let out the sobs you had been holding back for hours.

...

Despite Keigo’s exhaustion, he knew that the entire phone call was so off. You’d never hung up that quickly before, and you sounded a bit off.

None of it sat right.

He shot off a kind text or two before knocking out for the night, nodding off just after sending them.

...

You hardly slept.

You felt like you were being eaten alive as the night wore on and the moon remained high.

It was all metastasized, unchecked. Breathing exercises had stopped cutting it at some point, your own thoughts and methodical actions lost in the soup of it all.

You ‘rationalized’.

He’s a fucking hero, he’s going to get hurt. It’s part of the job and you need to get over it.

That doesn’t matter! It’s still terrifying to see someone you care about super injured!

You knew all of that though.

None of it was new.

What was new, and harder to understand, was the storm that had buried itself like a barbed arrow between the two halves of your brain.

The rest of it.

The complex miasma of feelings that were only set off by the events and subsequent feelings you tried to rationalize.

The mental thunder-cracks kept you tossing and turning, any sleep light and flighty. Your eyes burned and dripped through the entire night, soaking your pillowcase.

By the time morning light began to shift in from the heavy curtains of your bedroom, you might’ve felt worse than you did the night prior.

Your mouth was dry, tongue tacky, and swollen in your mouth. You forced yourself out of bed, methodically showering despite all of the energy it took with your leg still recovering.

You felt hazy beyond belief, fatigued, and purely awful.

Quickly, you nested for the day, still damp from your shower and sore from your lack of sleep. Tucking into the couch, you covered yourself with blankets and held the plushie to your chest, not even bothering to turn on the TV.

Keigo, meanwhile, prepped for his office day. Since his wings were sparse, he made an extra effort for his face. Bit of concealer to brighten his dark circles and smooth out the finer lines around his brow and under his eyes.

It seemed pertinent to cover more, wipe away his anxieties as his gaze flickered to his phone on the countertop of his bathroom.

You’d never responded the night before. You hadn’t said anything— not even giving an indication that you’d seen the message.

Truthfully, now that the drum of the press and his de-facto role had died down, your lack of contact filled him with burning anxiety.

You two had a habit of texting each other in the mornings, little sweet greetings and the occasional messy selfie that the other adored. Keigo typically woke up earlier than you, but still.

He gave you a call.

You robotically picked up on the second ring, hardly looking at your phone and its caller as you held it to your ear, “Hello?”

“Hey, angel!” Keigo’s voice seemed too chipper from the other side of the line. “I just wanted to call and check-in. You just sounded a bit off last night, is all. Are you doing okay?”

“Oh,” You sounded hollow, far-off, and sticky.

There was a pause, your numbed out psyche far-too slow and miswired to say anything else.

“(Y/N)?” Keigo asked. “Are you there?”

Your name shoved you a bit closer to reality.

“Yeah, I am.” You blinked, your name making you twitch, “Sorry, I’m just not feeling well.”

“Awww, since last night too?” Keigo’s wings beat in the background of the call. “Is that why you wanted me to come over?”

Sort of, not really.

Your voice shook as you quickly were losing the will to keep it even, “U-um—”

How do you even explain?

Your quirk spun alive, the feeling of shrapnel and rusted nails running jagged lines down your spine.

You need to be honest.

“I j-just,” You sniffled back tears, though fruitlessly. “I just got really scared.”

You covered your mouth with your hand, holding the phone away from your mouth and praying that Keigo couldn’t hear the muffled sobs you forced to stay in your throat.

“It’s alright, I’m okay!” He tried to assure you, tensing at the doorway to his balcony. “Everything is totally fine, there’s no reason to be scared.”

You went quiet on the other side of the receiver, all sound muffled and mixed. It made Keigo chew his lip, tightening his grip on the phone.

“I know.” Your voice broke at the same moment as Keigo’s chest tightened. You sounded so hurt.

It pricked those seldom-used parts of his brain alive.

It was those weird tingles and shooting bits of cortisol that screamed ‘protect them’. They screamed to life at your distress, hot and bright.

“Dove, are you alright? Are you crying?” Panic seeped into his tone as his feathers rippled from soft to razor-sharp in his instinctual rise.

“I just got so f-fucking scared,” You choked, voice fizzling on the line. “Keigo, I’m sorry, I just— “

Your voice broke into tears, sobs echoing from the phone.

Keigo’s grip tightened, heart-pounding and feathers vibrating.

He acted before thinking too hard about it.

“(Y/N), I’m gonna come over, okay? I’ll be there soon,” Keigo assured you, and himself, truthfully as he tore open his balcony door and launched into the sky

You sputtering out an affirmative as wind-whipped into the receiver.

Burying your face in your hands, you felt dread weigh you down from the inside out.

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qnfarc · 3 years ago

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Hello hello ^•^ How're you doing? I hope well and not too busy! Do you have any exams approaching? Sorry if you already said, I'm just wondering because this is the time I'd be sitting them if I was in college rn 😭 dodged a bullet fr this year but if you have them I wish you all the best with them!!

I actually finished breaking bad last night and after watching Quackitys upload I wanted to ask how did Hank from breaking bad and gnf get along so well 😭 Nothing in the world could've prepared me for the dynamic duo gn. I won't say too much in case you're holding out on watching but there was a period where three of them were huddled around, each somehow in a variation of a walter white skin and it got me so bad. The actor himself also tweeted after saying how it was a funny edit, so true and real king. I found it entertaining although bbh was definitely more on the sidelines, I'm not too surprised considering Qnfs shared love of the show. I also got round to signing up to Dracula Daily (and caught up on the earlier letters) and I was wondering if you were also? :D I've never read Dracula in my life but doing it day by day is a really fun way to go about it plus putting the times in perspective 🥵 chefs kiss, maybe this will be the push I need to read more classics (maybe just read more fullstop). Also also were you ever a Dan and Phil fan? I checked in on Dan's channel the weekend when he uploaded his comeback? Maybe? Vid but didn't get too far. I did however, go to Phil's channel and found out that they still have real old (vintage 😍) d+p merch for sale from like 2016 which was wild to me. Honestly I thought they would've sold like hot potatoes back in the day but relooking at the store (literally all on sale for 1 pound) and I can see why it didn't sell. The design was far more lazier than I remember and comparing Gmfs merch for instance there is a wild increase in quality. Although price goes up with it too it is nice to see the standard rising. That being said I've yet to buy and YouTubers merch and I don't think I honestly ever will at this point because not many YouTubers have me checking for uploads these days. This really is ramblings but I hope you've been having a good day / week, also very final note have you been watching Spy Family? I started it the weekend for fun and it is very much the fake dating au of dreams although I wish the focus was more on that side of things. Ok that's it fr this time 😭 no rush on reply legend enjoy ur week!!!

Hello hello sunshine ^_^ Yeah, a little busier right now, most of my exams will probably be in June so yeah, around now it's a lot of finishing projects, presentations, papers and trying to study with mixed results 😐 Very happy you don't have to deal with that this year! Watching qnf just interact is always fun and tbh I'm not surprised George got along well cause he is the type of getting to know someone or hanging out with new people, he is after all most likely to be on the teams with people playing mcc for the first time which always just makes me appreciate his easy-going personality so much more. Definitely have to get around on watching Breaking Bad, at the very least to enjoy that video more, it's entertaining in itself but all the inside jokes and references definitely were flying over my head lmao I wasn't but after seeing references and memes and now you mentioning it I went and signed up, call that peer pressure but fun type :D I also definitely want to read more classics, same with poetry... in general sometimes I feel like there is so much to enjoy, do, watch, read, learn and so little time but that's uhh let's put that small existential crisis back in a box under a lock were it belongs 😌 Recently I got great quote from Sylvia Plath on my dash that expressed this feeling very well and in general I feel like her quotes are just... if no one gets me I know Sylvia Plath gets me type, I actually have bought one of her books, The Bell Jar and it's waiting on my shelf for hopefully summer time after exams (same with literature analysis book sadly). Last book I read was SVSSS don't know if you heard about it? It's Chinese danmei novel. Protagonist is very fun, I usually get *chasing after them with a blanket and hot chocolate and getting them into hurt/comfort fics cause 👌🏻* vibes but he just makes me feel like he should be made fun of (lovingly) and if someone needs blatant example of unreliable narrator I'm slamming that book on their table hahah In general very enjoyable book you can enjoy just reading but definitely has layers and deeper themes you can get into if you want! It's one of mxtx works, if you would hear about one I feel it probably would be mdzs? And I actually never watched Dan and Phil, I think I watched Dan's coming out video and planned to watch hia new one cause I really enjoyed his video style and sharing his perspective. I heard there is definitely a pattern of people who did watch their videos and then started watching dream team which actually is kinda interesting how that works. And yeah, definitely working as youtuber and /or streamer became much more widespread which definitely results in rising expectations and quality of merch and in general. And same, I don't own any, I think like the only ones that made me go hmmm maybe was one of George's merch hoodies (some milestone one I think) but I don't remember which one and hoddies Quackity was selling with that limited Las Nevadas merch drop but having to multiply price cause of currency exchange and not even adding shipment I was like actually I'm fine, thanks 😭 But I definitely like how recently the merch George puts out has some fun inside jokes, like that one for 9 mil(?) with a cat, just makes it more fun. And don't worry about ramblings for real, they make me happy :D I didn't but with how much popularity it's getting I definitely will although with my binging tendencies I prefer to wait till whole season is out (if it actually already is I'm sitting down and watching the whole thing). Hope you are going to have nice weekend, get some deserved rest!

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griimhilde-a · 4 years ago

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if you know, you know.

——— a response to those who refuse to move on.

EDIT: after some encouragement and realizing that, while i tried to be respectful and private about this situation, i was not given the same treatment, i’ve decided to be upfront and filterless. here is a link to my page of receipts that i did not provide in this post.

i would like to point out that when i made the DNI, it was buried and sandwiched in my super long rules purposely so that it wasn’t explicitly visible and drawing attention. it was specifically put there for mutuals to understand my boundaries for the new blog, and as soon as i moved blogs, my guidelines underwent heavy reconstruction and the DNI section was removed overall ( i don’t like DNIs for myself ), as well as on this blog. all statements made in the DNI were what i felt to be true and based off of not only my experiences, but others’ as well, backed up with evidence i have saved that i didn’t feel the need to provide because it wasn’t meant to be a big deal, but i also felt i needed to explain why this person was on a DNI and that it wasn’t done out of malicious intent. again, if something sounds bad it is because “bad” things were done and i can’t control that.

reading the call-out had me ( and others ) confused on where it was i had bullied her, when i had her blocked since november, where it was i had manipulated her, and so forth. i’m always wanting to be a better person, so i was extremely confused on where i had done anything wrong. i also didn’t appreciate my new blog url being attached to it as it had nothing to do with it and i was trying to move forward, and it read very much like an attempt to blacklist. despite everything, i never wanted it to be a spectacle. the pinned, public call-out by this person doesn’t read to me as someone wanting to move on, but wanting to drag things further. this is not a call-out post, this is me defending myself. i will not name drop. if you know who this is about, i ask you just read this to understand the full story.

this is going to be a long boi ( i really tried to keep it short but alkfjdklfksldf nope ). i would also like to apologize for any dryness here, but i am aiming to just state facts as they are. it feels ---- ridiculous writing this all out because it’s something that could and should have been handled privately. but, here we go !!

everything on the DNI is true. i will not post or reveal the sources because one, they are not my stories to tell, and two, i am not going to give her the excuse to bother them. they deserve to be safe, and i am walking proof of what happens when you speak out against someone like her. if i have to bear that burden, then so be it.

it stopped being about “just a url” a long time ago. it became more about how i was treated in that interaction, and how i was continued to be treated afterwards. not to mention the increasing tension within the rpc and having to second-guess whether or not i was truly wanted. it was about how it was affecting those around me, my time in a hobby i love, and my mental health. the amount of times a mutual has tagged me by accident when they meant to tag her is insane. it most definitely did not feel good !!! if that kept happening, it was a problem. i also had to shut off the anon feature because of the amount of anons i was receiving. some had good intentions, but others had resorted to hate.

regarding the messages on discord --- i stand by them. i thought if you were friends with someone on discord and have previously talked over time, it was okay to message, otherwise what was the point of discord? i didn't realize it would make her uncomfortable to do so, and i’m more careful about how i approach people now !!!

regarding the messages: there was no change in tone other than that i grew exhausted and extremely anxious ( shaking !!! palms sweaty !!! knees weak !!!! mom’s spaghetti !!! ) and wasn’t in the proper mindset to sound happy while i was being invalidated to my face. i have even apologized there if i came off as mean. i don’t “present myself” in a way. that’s just how i talk, i prefer communicating one-on-one and i try to alleviate tension that arises no matter what because these types of conversations aren’t always a walk in the park. i wanted things to be good and not stressful for all parties involved. i’m sorry my tone came off as insincere. after being in desc rpc for a year, i was a little surprised seeing a near-identical url so i think it was fair for me to message her about it. she made the decision use it, and i was allowed to react. it was said misspellings in urls made her anxious so i wanted to help and i was shot down and vilified, essentially told i made her feel unsafe and shouldn’t have messaged. if it wasn’t okay to claim i felt “unsafe” and “paranoid”, why was it okay for her to claim the same based on a choice she made herself, but not me to feel anxious about those choices?

i have never told a blog to block her. i have never initiated conversation about her, nor have i spoken negatively about her as a person. ever. i have, in fact, even stated that i didn’t want anyone blocking and that it would be okay to interact. here’s one example after i was approached about her. i cannot control what other people do.

hardblocking her on my end was to avoid seeing her on dash as much as possible.

i am allowed to softblock / unfollow people who interact with her after months of trying to be okay with it. what kickstarted this process was someone i thought was a close friend had dropped me and suddenly i realized i didn’t need to sacrifice my comfort for the sake of keeping a mutual. if they could do it, so could i. while i adore the descendants rpc, the rpc is not a family, we’re not obligated to interact IC or be mutuals with every single person in the rpc. it’s not causing a rift when we don’t interact on dash. i have even emphasized that i would love to stay in contact via discord and write there if possible !! why am i being vilified for trying to make my blog a safe space for me?

regarding the “vagues”: they were all responses. a mutual wrote the post, i reblogged it, my tags were in response to the post ( said mutual’s url wasn’t even blocked out so ... ). if it felt like a vague, i can’t control that. the meaning behind the url post was circulating on dash, i didn’t see any vaguing in it other than me recounting my process of choosing this url, which was true ( was i not allowed to participate?? ). the shrek meme was in response to a public dash event ( which i originally thought was a joke ) that had received copious amounts of criticism for. it wasn’t a vague and it was explicit on what it was referring to, it was meant to be silly dash commentary, nothing deep.

this is in my rules but i have explicitly stated that my headcanons about my characters are not a vague if they differ from yours. the talk about hair styles was actually initiated in a conversation with my friends in private. it had absolutely nothing to do with her. if it sounded like a drag, i encourage everyone to look at how i’ve “dragged” many other things including the original outfits for descendants, evie thinking mermaid dresses are ugly, evie not liking wine, and so forth. my portrayal of evie =/= other portrayals of evie. while she may never do so-and-so, it doesn’t make it wrong for another portrayal to do it. ( why was my blog being kept tabs on and compared with, in the first place? that’s not duplicate friendly ).

regarding sex week: i've stated it was an inappropriate event because the descendants rpc had been heavily criticized for smutting and felt it wasn't the best response, nor was it the best way to promote sex positivity. it was insanely uncomfortable to witness, as someone in this rpc. it doesn’t matter if the people or the muses involved were adults, i would still call it inappropriate had it happened in any other rpc. it wasn’t a “block and move on” situation. i’m also allowed to defend myself because i didn’t want to be associated with something she posted. i didn’t want it tied to my url. i would like to clarify that when i said "embarrassing" in the responses under that anon, it was directed at the anon for misreading the url, nobody else. ostracizing occurred when the descendants rpc was being added to DNIs because of sex week / smutting, which was posted by this person ( if you post it, you start it. simple ). i had been blocked simply because i am a descendants blog and that had never happened before.

i was also notified that people uninvolved with this have been namedropping me on dash in an attempt to have me “written off” ( their words, not mine ) because my rules stated that i was open to exploring evie’s sexuality. below is a screenshot of my rule regarding smut. i deleted the rules page from this blog when i moved so i snatched it from my other canon descendants blog that i reuse on all blogs. the second is my elaboration on sexual content in my new evie rules. the third is what’s on my google doc, a condensed version of my rules. there is a major difference between smutting and posting a public dash event dedicated to sex versus being open to explore sexuality as a topic. they are not the same. also, me not choosing to smut does not dictate my opinion on smut, so do not make assumptions about that either. if you want to move on, why are you still talking about me on dash, especially when unprompted? if you just want to move on, why are you upset that i’m not “written off”?

this person has vagued me multiple times ( which they conveniently did not show in the call-out ), this person has been shown to talk badly of me in private ( and now, publicly as well ) ---- all of which i have not done. i have screenshots sent by others to show for it, but do not feel it’s relevant to share because this is not about her. this is just about defending myself.

i have spent three months apologizing for feeling things, apologizing for reacting, apologizing for things i should not have been apologizing for. i have spent so long accepting blame because i felt it would help. i’m done doing that. i know what i did and what i didn’t do. people know what i did and didn’t do.

all in all, i am confused on why a call-out was made when the content provides nothing other than catty remarks meant to air out personal drama. the messages exchanged only show how i tried to remedy things. the screenshots of my “vagues” were just responses, and most of which had nothing to do with this person. my initial silly dash commentary and later discomfort over a sexual dash event posted by this person is not a vague.

if you ( referring to maker of the call-out and others who partook ) are upset about people not talking about me in regards to the “rest of the call-out”, maybe consider the fact that there was nothing about me in it that warranted a call-out in the first place. people saw that i did nothing wrong. the only thing of substance in the call-out was something the maker themselves did : the public, sexual dash event. people are allowed to identify that as a more prominent issue as opposed to how my messages or public posts could be perceived through basic, biased narrative manipulation.

me deciding to unfollow / softblock blogs that interact with this person =/= involving the descendants rpc or making it public. i am allowed to softblock whoever i want to cultivate my dash experience. most people i know have it in their rules that they are okay with people softblocking for their comfort and that it won’t be taken personally. you know what IS making it public and involving the entire descendants rpc? this person messaging a descendants server and name dropping me in the server, reducing the situation to just being about a “url” and publicly announcing it in the server. here are the facts to consider: her message was sent jan. 21. my DNI went up feb 2.

so, regarding the call-out: there was no bullying, no manipulation, no harassment, no gaslighting, nothing from my end, and the call-out shows precisely that the claims are just that: claims. whatever was felt is valid, but feelings =/= gravity of the actual action itself - the most common thing pointed out in therapy: feelings are valid, but are they justified? call-outs should be reserved for people who cause actual harm, not because someone wants an excuse to blacklist. if i am a “bully” for unfollowing blogs for my own comfort, then i think the rpc really needs to reevaluate what these terms mean because the misuse is harmful.

here are the things i did do: treated everyone i talked to with respect. approached things civilly. communicated. tried to accommodate for others. attempted to make a safe space for myself. did not involve the entire rpc by announcing it in a server. did not make a call-out post nor pin it. did not continue to name drop afterwards despite claiming to want to move on.

this entire situation is absurd and should have never been public, much less made a call-out for !! while this was meant to defend myself and state facts, i understand it may not change minds. a friend has told me that people will hate me because they want to hate me, no matter what. and i can’t do anything about that !! all i have to say is that holding hate in your heart never ends well. i hope everyone can find peace at some point.

so please, let me move on. let me write with my friends. let me unfollow / softblock people to keep my dash comfortable. let me take a break from descendants while also having the choice to return at anytime. please stop talking about me when i’m not even giving this another thought and haven’t since i moved blogs. please stop name dropping. stop keeping tabs on me, stop stalking my new blog. please leave me alone. i hold absolutely nothing against anyone i may have softblocked / unfollowed or am not currently interacting with on my new blog. my IMS / discord is always available, you will not be violating my safety by messaging me, everyone is welcome, but i also understand if you feel the need to separate yourself !!! as for those of you who have interacted with the call-out post, i wish you the best but i hope you understand why i do not want to interact with you by any means in the future.

i’m hoping this post lays everything to rest, seeing as my first one did not. honestly, what are you trying to prove if you still have to post about this? it helps nobody. this back-and-forth is exhausting and unneeded. no more. let’s be better people, yeah?

i hope everyone takes care of themselves, i hope you all have a great day / night !!! thank you for reading this long boi !!

#this is a long boi.#thank u to everyone who's offered their support these past few days!#i refuse to let people push me out with baseless claims !!!#so here are all the facts #i really don't want to talk about this anymore but if u need proof of the things this person has done u can msg me #otherwise. this ends here.#pls don't reblog!

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creepweirdo · 3 years ago

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OOOO @newyearknwwme tagged me in this cute little tag game 🥺🥺🥺❤️ it was so much fun ❤️❤️❤️ THANK YOU

(ALSO guys im so sorry for the lack of emojis i drafted this in word kjsadfljashdf)

why did you choose your url?

hahahhaha ive been in the habit of saving funny urls ever since tfatw came out jsdhflkjshdf and the “she lived she served cunt then she died” meme was making the rounds and i wanted a url based of that and surprisingly it wasn’t taken !!!! also i’m addicted to changing my url i need help-

any side-blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them

yeah ahahahahahah i have a cdrama/fandom blog @imaprettyboy and then i have a joji blog where i make gifs shkflahsdkjfhskdj lol i am not gonna promo it JKHDLKJH but omg im fighting with the blog at the moment bc my gifs are not showing up in the joji tag :((( it’s a calculated move against me i know it

how long have you been on tumblr?

since the start of 2015 maybe ???? i had another account but deleted it and started fresh on here at the end of 2016. LMAO it started as a twd and yuri on ice blog khjhfdlsh my blog archive is so funny sometimes i look at it and laugh

do you have a queue tag?

hhahaha noooo. LMAOOOOOO vee’s answer is pretty much the same as me sldfhlakjhd i only recently figured out how the even do it and i think i prefer to reblog a million things at once ,,,, however i have been known to schedule things every now and then kasdfhlkjhd

why did you start your blog in the first place?

i started this once bc i think i took a break from tumblr for like a week after i deleted my old one but i missed it AJHDKJAHSjfhkdjhlk

why did you choose your icon/pfp?

omg zuko limp wrist angry gay icon !!! i’ve had this icon for uhhhhh maybe like 2 weeks now ?? originally i think i found the screenshot in someone’s twitter replies but the other day i giffed and coloured the little scene and took a screenshot from that and now this one is a bit more RED !! but yeah leo @thisisagaysonlyevent sums it up when he described zuko as my main girl and yeah <3

why did you choose your header?

omg zuko limp wrist angry gay icon !!! but yeah !! it used to just be that screenshot but i giffed it the other day <3333 i love it so much sometimes i just stare at my blog and watch him move hahaha

what’s your post with the most notes?

oh hahahahah i think its an umbrella academy one about klaus being gay and not being able to drive LMFAO. i kind of hate the post KJHDLJHFJHDskjdh it was a notes grab i will admit

how many people do you follow?

as of 11/6/2021 i follow 389 people kjshdflkjshdfkjhd i used to follow like 1000+ ,,,,,, but i was always missing my beloved mutuals’ posts so i cut it down sjdhflh the only downside is that the dash gets really really dead certain times of the day

have you ever made a shitpost?

lmao i think it is my brand

how often do you use tumblr?

stop OMG skjhflkjhadskjfh this is so embarrassing ,,,, like a lot. its my main social media hahahah. i used to use instagram and tumblr equally but not so much anymore ,,,,

did you have a fight/argument with a blog once? who won?

LMAO vee’s answer to this made me laugh so hard bc SAME. i have never fought with people online for real but ive had dreams about it to HAAHHAHAHAH i’m crazy

how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this post’?

hmmmm it depends – i don’t like the condescending or guilt tripping ones

do you like tag games?

yes i do and i appreciate every single tag ive had but im a terrible person and procrastinate them. ive got a lot in my drafts from like months ago which i will get around to one day im sorry <3

which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

lmao this year ive learnt that SO MANY of my mutuals are famous kjshdflhsdf its actually so crazy i didn’t know people could have that many followers on tumblr KJKDLJSHFKJHF. also ahhaha vee said that she think im famous which sajkfhdljhdf i will say this year i’ve like doubled the amount of followers i had this time last year but servingcunt is still pretty niche underground if you know you know grungecore pickle rick kafkaesque et cetera et cetera

do you have a crush on a mutual?

im for real in love with all my mutuals <3 ily

last song i listened to

okay technically it’s the song vee put bc i clicked the link and it opened on my spotify web browser and started playing jkhsfljdhfk but the one before that is the new doja cat song – need to know !!!

my phone bg and lockscreen

LMAO ill put some screenshots LKJHFKJHD the lock screen and home screen really don’t go together ,,,, gemini moment

tagging

lmao only do this if you guys want to <333

@sluthonorific @highwarlockkareena @beefleef (even tho vee tagged you alreadyyy sjkfhjhs) @nicholasbraungf @thisisagaysonlyevent @roombagreyjoy @sharkentine @doctorfeathers @softpluto @bucxkybarnes @katsstratford

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mcrmadness · 3 years ago

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Tumblr I have been awake for an hour, I am not in the mood for this bullshittery just yet... Do I have to start unfollowing people to get less post on my dash before Tumblr manages to show me everything I haven't seen yet???

Really tired with Tumblr rolling in new posts before I'm done with the previous ones cos there are only two options after that: either roll down through your dash one more time and see everything for the second time in order to see new old content OR click posts with the XKits "show on my dash" rewind button WHICH only shows like 10 posts at a time, tons of tracked tags posts and often lots of posts with filtered tags so there's nothing ACTUAL to see.

In general I feel like. I don't know what I even do on Tumblr anymore. Everything is so sexualized and I am suffering as an ace, I have filtered SO MANY tags and still something always comes through. Can't filter the word "sex" because then every lgbt+ related post also gets filtered because they often contain the word -sexual in them. Cos, you know, it's even part of my OWN: asexuality.

People often tag nsfw content well but Tumblr's filtering system loves to break on such content. So even that doesn't always help. And then there is the... new? phenomenon of nsfw jokes that are not even nsfw for allosexuals probably but they are really bothering for someone who is sex-repulsed. Like, I don't have a problem with the themes itself, I only have a problem when I'm EXPOSED to those themes without asking. And nowadays it's a huge problem on my dash.

I can't browse tags anymore. I can't find neutral content. Everything is sexualized or shippy. 90% of the tracked tags content on my dash is filtered out because they contain words like "kiss" or so. Often they are fanfiction posts. There's no way to filter out content like that so that it wouldn't even APPEAR on my dash. I have unfollowed lots of tags because the content there is just not something I feel comfortable seeing. And the rest is headcanons, or slamming random identities on characters or even real people.

Idk, I have been on this website since 2011 and I feel like I have actually grown out of what Tumblr is all about. I'm no longer enjoying it here. 80% of the content on my dash is filtered but I don't want to unfollow all those people because some are my friends and some are mutuals and it would feel almost like, idk, deleting a phone number. I don't know if there is a way to like, hide a person/blog from your dash without actually unfollowing them. I know it's possible to make XKit hide all the filtered posts but I still prefer seeing those because Tumblr's filtering system is not the best and it will also filter posts I want to see, just because some filtered word is in someone's url. So clicking "show it anyway" can be "I don't know what did I even expect" or "but why tf is this filtered???"

And then there is the issue that I can't post my art here anymore because it only makes me angry when artists and creators here are always ignored. And with memes etc. my sense of humour is too old for this website and most don't get it, so it's the same if I just keep everything to myself.

Anyhow. I think Tumblr is anyway consuming too much of my time. Maybe I should just. Start unfollowing people. Or try to control the time I use on this website better. If I'm not enjoying, why am I here after all? But I guess what's happening here is: I am addicted to this website. The little numbers there are an instant serotonin and dopamine boost. And it's just the numbers for my dash, I hardly get any asks or anything. So we're at really low now. It did so good last year when I had this 2 week pause from Tumblr. Not going to take a pause, but maybe seriously trying to reach the mindset that I do not need to actually see every single post on my dash ever. And if I do need, then I have to start unfollowing or something because literally, I had to even filter the tag for one of my fave bands because the content there was going way over my head and I think I'm too old and too asexual for this website where everyone else (except most of the other aces) are horny on main 24/7...

#mcrmadness venting #under the cut there is again some 'i'm too old and too ace to tumblr' whining so spare yourself and don't click if you hate reading that

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sourbat · 4 years ago

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For that writing meme: Melm/Mags "first confession of kink"? (it would be kind of funny if it was something pretty tame, but i'll leave it up to your choice! whatever would be most fun to write)

I hope you don’t mind, but I don’t have them openly confess to the kink (though it’s pretty obvious).

Rating: M for blood and suggestive imagery

Melmord woke to another promising day underground, hundreds of feet deep within Mordhaus’ flaming hearth. Clothes ironed and waiting for him, and a file containing the weekly agenda already resting in front of his bedroom door, Melmord could always be certain that his omnipresent savior and master was looking out for him, ensuring that no moment was without some purpose, no matter how menial. As he made his way down the long halls, Melmord opened the file. A quick glance at the list of upcoming meetings and destinations ahead suggested a deepening level of trust, if not tolerance of his meager existence. He’d be leaving his underground schloss this week, though not without supervision. Another peruse through the file gave way to the name of his newly appointed overseer, and Melmord smiled.

Another week under Magnus’ watchful eye. It was news worth celebrating over, though Melmord was careful not to give way to expressions, lest the wrong klokateer notice across the screen. Can’t let the big man upstairs know how relieving it is to be working with someone who didn’t try killing him. To be working with a musician again, no matter how “retired” he may be. Someone who, despite the rough edges, had the decency to acknowledge the shreds of humanity that still existed within his ragdoll form.

A fellow prisoner.

He closed the file and his mouth shut before taking a sharp left, going deeper into the dragon’s pit, towards Magnus’ quarters.

Still new to this section of Mordhaus, Melmord was careful to memorize his steps. He knew he was on the right track when he couldn’t locate any obvious camera glued on his movement, either hidden or outright barred for Magnus’ sake (Note to self: ask Magnus what’s the deal?) Eventually, Melmord stumbled upon a bathroom door, slightly ajar, welcoming him to the amusing sight of Magnus cupping his chin, long goatee tucked into the palm of his hand as he brought a razor to his chin.

“That time of the week?” Melmord remarked, coming to a halt once the older man detected his presence. He leaned against the frame, pushing the door the rest of the way, revealing Magnus in just his jeans. Truth be told, it was a rather nice sight, and Magnus not immediately pushing him away and shutting the door asserted that things between them were still on the incline.

“You’re awake,” Magnus stated, dragging the razor down his cheek.

“Careful,” Melmord added, raising a finger at a small patch of untrimmed facial hair just under the man’s jaw. “You missed a spot.”

Magnus winced at the finger pointed at him. “Thank you,” he murmured, meeting Melmord’s stare with his grim reflection.

“No prob,” Melmord replied, reading the room and concluding it was still too early for shenanigans. Though Melmord could summon up a smile at later hours, a laugh after a few drinks, a few wandering fingers after a huff of something good, getting anything from Magnus pre-breakfast was like squeezing blood from a beet. Or rock… how did that saying go again?

Melmord tried not to let the silence that followed get to him, but after a solid minute of watching a blade cut through thick hairs, gave in and ignored the obvious signs and asked, “So, you get this week’s memo?”

“Yes, but I’ve not read,” Magnus answered plainly, eyes still on uneven trim.

“We’re working together again.”

“Yes, just as I requested.”

“And it actually happened.” Melmord excitedly fiddled with his watch. “Not sure how you did it, man. I’ve been working under Offdensen for well over a year and barely got promoted out of custodial duty. You’re here for a few months, and suddenly we’re–ah, something wrong?”

The razor was pressed over the stubble, just above Magnus’ lengthy beard, but had ceased all progress. His reflection harbored the late stages of tolerance, now shifting to annoyance.

“I’d prefer no distractions,” Magnus said, voice low and frigid, as though it took some effort on Magnus’ part to keep from yelling at him. “That is, not at this hour.”

The last second add on barely eased the blow to Melmord’s esteem. Alright, the guy wasn’t a morning person.

“I mean,” Melmord began, admittedly caught off-guard by the subtle accusation. His natural inclination was to make a joke of it, berate himself if it meant a speedy getaway. “Is that your way of saying you can’t handle my dashing good looks, or–”

Magnus rolled his eyes. “What I’m saying is you–ow!”

Blood oozed from the fine, diagonal cut now adorning Magnus’ face. A small, inflamed cut dripping with vibrant red blood, catching Melmord’s attention quicker than the hiss emitting from Magnus’ clenched teeth.

“Shit,” Melmord said, eyes drawn to a fat droplet already seeping into the beginning of Magnus’ beard. “Here, let me…”

“No, I’m good.”

“You’re bleeding.”

The action was without thought. Right as Magnus tossed his razor into the sink, Melmord stepped forward, thumb pressed over the cut to stop any further bleeding. Magnus made a slight complaint, another gruff noise to suggest his discomfort, but it vanished under the heated pulse that hummed a constant beat under Melmord’s thumb. Underneath, he felt the warm blood trickle, and as it threatened to pour into Magnus’ peppered roots, reminded Melmord of the single red flash, then darkness that once haunted him. Blood ran further, and as he watched Magnus’ eyes land on him, Melmord saw the blood once more, only this time it lacked the nauseous suggestions, and instead, invited Melmord with its heavy scent.

Another act performed, and Melmord lifted his thumb from Magnus. Not looking away from the man, he brought his thumb to his lips and, unthinking, lapped it up with his tongue. Sweet iron flavored his mouth, leaving behind traces of a man he was still figuring out, and Melmord pursed his lips round it all, sucking and harvesting sweet memories of another life.

“That was…”

Melmord caught Magnus starting at him with that look. The “holy shit, dude, really” look. The “you’re into that, huh” judgmental stare. Melmord knew it well enough, had made it himself on a rare occasion; however, it was the first time he’d seen Magnus make it, and it was aimed directly at him.

Now, suddenly aware of his surroundings, Melmord brought his hand down to his side, tucking his stained thumb into a fist.

“Bad habit of mine,” Melmord said, stopping Magnus from finishing his thoughts. “Used to, uh, cut myself when I was starting out.” He pointed at the messy scruff lining his face. “That cutting. Not the bad kind. But, uh, I guess I got used to the taste of blood, haha. Didn’t think I’d…well, you know, bro?”

With the same hand, Melmord combed through his heavy locks, and laughed. Magnus flinched back, left eye wincing as his chin drew upwards, releasing a new line of blood that only served to make Melmord more aware of the discomforting situation.

“Well, I won’t bother you anymore,” he said, eyes caught between Magnus’ deepening frown, at the blood now decorating his tangled beard. Still, as nice Magnus looked in red, Melmord wasn’t going to risk going any further, and stepped out of the bathroom. “See you at the breakfast table,” he said, back facing the older man. “Or, later. Whenever, really. I ain’t in any hurry.”

It was hardly a save, but by this point, Melmord was more invested in vanishing from existence than he was in saving face.

Licking up his supervisor’s blood? And right after Magnus told him he wasn’t in any mood?

Well, this was going to be the start of a rather…interesting week.

“Ow.”

Melmord halted, eye flickering at the low voice that pierced the hall. Hesitant, he glanced over his shoulder, looking past greasy locks and finding the bathroom door fully opened, and Magnus standing at the edge, just under the frame. Blood ran down his chin, into his beard, and just like before, Melmord was drawn to how well it complemented Magnus peppered locks and sharp features. But it was the patter of blood dripping from his hand that had Melmord about-facing. The razor, now clenched in Magnus’ hand, dribbled with blood. Melmord watched, awestruck, as Magnus released his grip, letting it fall and hit the floor. He brought his hand up and stared, eyes yielding little information as he turned his palm towards Melmord.

Melmord swallowed at the sight of blood now decorating Magnus’ hand, along with the knowledge that, of the few rooms that were guaranteed no monitoring, the washrooms were one of them.

From the tip of Magnus’ beard, a single droplet gathered, filled and snapped off, dropping and splattering over the top of Magnus’ foot.

With his impression already made, Melmord had little trouble dropping to his knees once the bathroom door was closed.

A very interesting week indeed.

#magnus hammersmith #melmord fjordslorn #magmelm #metalocalypse #tw: blood #bloodplay #unbeta'd #Thank You #agaricales

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lethimrunsonia · 4 years ago

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Where, besides Tumblr, can people find you doing fannish things? (Obviously only mention sites and usernames you actually want to be found at. Don’t expose your secret identities on my account.)

What other names have you gone by on these platforms, including Tumblr, if any?

When did you join the IT fandom? And what got you into fandom, to begin with?

What are your favorite ships, or characters, if any, and why? What do they mean to you?

In what ways do you participate in fandom? (ex. Posting memes, reblogging/commenting on content, writing fanfic, making fanart, creating fanmixes, etc.)

Do you have any in-fandom inspirations? Other members of the community that drive you? (And if you have the time/energy, in what ways do they inspire you?)

Name and link some of your favorite works, please!

Do you have any works of your own that you feel particularly proud of, or wish more people would’ve consumed? Please provide links if possible.

Have you ever participated in a fannish event (ie. IT Week, a fic Big Bang) or applied to be a part of a fanzine? If so, which ones, and can you please link them?

Without any form of bashing or lashing out, what is something you feel this fandom is missing?

I love you for sending this to me omgggg

1. It’s really only tumblr lmao I do have an AO3, under the same name as here. I do have a Twitter for IT stuff but I don’t use it because I don’t use Twitter....it scares me

2. I think when I had a supernatural blog I was angelsfallingdeancatch, and then later when that blog was more geared towards Teen Wolf it was lovemea-malia. That blog still exists but I made the terfs very mad on it lol I also had a witch blog that was like waterwitchesmovingstone that I ended up deleting when I thought I could stay away from tumblr but I couldn’t so I made this blog!

3. I think I joined mid 2019 hay day. I saw IT all over my dash and I was like...the scary clown movie? Really?? That’s what we’re gonna super focus on? And the answer was yes lol

4. So first I was really attached to Eddie, he even inspired an OC in one of my books. I think he’s personality (and Jack’s) are so similar to what mine was when I was young that I felt kinship immediately. Now I’m very attached to a Bill because my girlfriend writes him in our AU and I love him (probably cause I love her) and Stan, because I see myself in him a lot too. Richie means a lot to me because of being closeted and also dealing with immense grief are things I’ve dealt with in my life. I grew up super scary bad Christian, and didn’t even know bisexuality was a thing, and I lost someone very close to me at a very young age. It...your life goes on and grows but there’s always like the huge hole where they used to be.

My fave ships are all of them lmaooo I love how they all interact.

5. I try to make posts, and write small things, and then my girlfriend and I have the @polyamorylosersau blog, and we write this huge AU that I adore. And we also started another AU cause why not?? So lots of fanfics and moodboards. I’m also trying to learn to draw better and better so I post fan art when I’m not too embarrassed.

6. Besides my girlfriend @kitchen-witch-bitch there’s @tonyofthetrees who’s art fucking kills me it also brings me to life, and @wonderwheelzier who’s fics are so so great and inspire me, and you cause you’re so sweet and make me feel brave enough to share thing, same with @calico-fiction and @nblesbianbenhanscom, and so many others!!!

7. Aw shoot I’m on mobile BUT I will make a tag for the fics I’ve loved 💗

8. I mean I’m really proud of the AU, I think it’s really good, it’s also very long but there’s not a huge plot I swear, it’s just tenderness and porn. Maybe I’ll weblog some of my old stuff and see if it gains some traction.

9. No because I’m honestly terrified I’ll not be able to get the things done on time. :( I have bad anxiety like that.

10. More people lmao but I think we just need to interact more is all! I like us a lot.

Now YOUR TURN Goldie. You have to answer the questions (if you want 💗💗)

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kit-kat-astrophe · 4 years ago

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💫mutuals birthday appreciation💫

i tell myself that this is when i started my blog so let's pretend that this is also and anniversary thing

***if i actually know you then you're not gonna be here***

@wak4tosh1 your writing is chef's kiss, mwah, mwah. i love screaming about ashnikko to you over text and when you scream back!! reading the asks from your moots that you answer is certainly... entertaining, i'll call it. you have such chaotic energy but you seem to have it all figured out. um like wtf teach me. it is very admirable that you are the "mom friend" that has to regulate everyone's water intake. i do not like that milk doesn't count.

@everythingnerdyxoxo !!!! i consider you as one of my OG mutuals. you found me through reading a gruvia fic i wrote for their special week (no i did not complete the other days) and you said you were excited to read my other works! this is a huge compliment for me so i am very sorry that i have literally not written anything gruvia related since then. HOWEVER i am always glad to see when you've tagged me for anything, and i promise i will write something that doesnt make me want to bury it in the core of the earth eventually.

@rintaroll seeing as our first interaction couldn't have been longer than a month ago, we haven't talked much, but i would very much like to!! your writing is similar to a new song i've discovered in that i could spend all day appreciating it. the characters are so true to their original selves but they're not completely 2D either. and i appreciate your y/n being spicy, i'm tired of seeing uwu soft y/n everywhere so this is a welcome change!!

@tellescora we met through FT at first, and even though you don't post about it any more i still enjoy your content!! i'm just waiting for the genshin nintendo switch port so i can catch up already, because attempting to play it on my poor laptop gives me about two FPS. i am in love with your artwork, your hatching stands out to me a lot, and your colours pop but are never too distracting!! remember me when you get famous :']

@youreneighborhoodfandomfanatic you bring the variety to my dash. it's a mix of genshin memes, every iteration of the wellerman shanty there is on tiktok and i now declare you the news presenter that gives me political memes. i will bring you more headcanons like Ice Bridge Kaeya as soon as i can!! and also if i see somethinf that is even vaguely related to razor in any way i will not hesitate to submit it to you. he has a f r o g g i e h a t

@deadontheinsidebut angel!! whenever you call me your "day one" i feel so proud. my tiny fledgling is now a haikyuu writing master and i am but a tiny worm about to be eaten up by thou. i'm gonna let you in in a secret: sometimes i still go back to the shirabu matchup you made me!!! and i still get as excited as i was the first time i read it because it's still that good. seeing you grow so fast was so wonderful because it was so well deserved. now despite this i will continue to send you tsukki slander whenever it comes across my fyp. xoxo

@demiwizard7 weird thing is that we never talk, but i always know exactly when you're logged in because of the 20 notifs i get from you alone!!! i'm not complaining tho, it's like a silent nod of approval, which is very reassuring considering that i reblog whatever comes makes me laugh. i' glad to see that someone enjoys my trigger-happy reblog sprees, amd rest assured that i enjoy yours too!! i just don't always want you blow up your notifications-

@pokeprism14 we really need to talk more!!!!! i will take the time to explain juvia's character development thoughout the entire series if that is what it takes because i aint a quitter

@fairyreaper22345 you need to sleep on time at some point, ess. ignore when i am writing this. i can always rely on you to answer dms faster than, like, anyone. it's like you have them typed before i ever wrote anything. anyway: ess you are so pog. your fairy tail quotes never miss, your niceness is infectious and somehow you're more innocent than i am which doesn't check out at all. i adore asking you random things as 4am then complaining about the time that you're reading it. and you recommended pipeline punch which is now my favourite flavour so that's cool. we have the same slightly obscure interests (fountain pens, crime) which makes it all the more engaging to talk to you. ur just pog.

@anarchistasexual why are your political views so smart, i bet you know what happened to the stocks too. other than that youre very cool and so are all your friends. i thoroughly enjoy clowning around on the server and ignoring my homework. oh also you're just chill, and i like your vibe. you're one of those people who i'd hang out with just stare at my phone and show you memes

@pinkbtr you are also one of my oldest mutuals!! it's just hilarious to me that you figured out you like the guys with the daddy issues. you seem to have just accepted it joke and i live for it, frankly. i will use the new information that you like obey me very wisely and debate share my opinions with you. i appreciate you popping into my notifs every now and then.

happy birthday to me!

#happy birthday to me!!#kats.birthday #mutuals #appreciating the moots #ur pog

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confusedhost-archive · 4 years ago

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She-Ra tumblr au

I made this with @maycombhoney at some point and was thinking about it earlier today.

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Adora: Has a popular sideblog named She-Ra about her boxing and fighting abilities but very few people follow her main account. Her sideblog is simple, with a lot of self defense tips and stuff, and sometimes people see reblogs of stuff that are supposed to go to her main account show up. They’re pretty boring, so they usually don’t check out the main account

Glimmer: Lots of sparkly moodboards and stuff with a really pretty aesthetic, and that’s all you see when you follow, but once you’re following, your dash starts having a bunch of vent posts about her mom and there’s a lot of discourse. Glimmer gets mad at posts easily. There’s also a lot of anon hate to her. It’s kinda depressing. If she ever posts art, she often has to take it down because no matter how often she says not to, people repost it, and she can’t let her mom connect the dots.

Bow: He talks a lot about bows. Shows off a lot of his arrow creations and how-to's on making them at home. They’re too complicated to actually work though. Most of his followers find him through Adora’s side blog She-Ra, where he’s often tagged. It’s usually because she posts selfies of their adventures and he’s in them. Glimmer is too, but she’s well known on her own.

Double Trouble: Their username is from some small fandom no one has ever heard of, their profile pic is from some abandoned cartoon from a year ago, their header is a gif scene from at least three different shows that were shot in the same place, and their line underneath is a quote from an old musical from the 90′s. The blog is about none of those and has a bunch of posts from a show no one can find. They often get asks about what show it is, to which they give a name, and when they’re asked for a link, it never seems to work. People have given up. At some point, someone noticed that you can actually figure out what’s going on in the show if you look at the gif sets and put them together in order of episode (which is labeled at the bottom). See the thing is, Double Trouble is using the mystery and confusion of this blog to advertise the show they wrote, directed and acted out. No one knows how it’s possible, but the people who know what happened are both under oath to not tell anyone and also extremely confused as to how Double Trouble managed it. Including me. I don’t know how it was managed, but I do have a theory that I’m about to send to @sheblah. This does mean that she’s required to post my thing the moment she sees it. Edit: She didn’t so I have to take matters into my own hands. Here’s the post I made with it

Catra: Catra’s posts have been a lot of discourse posts, with her being wrong. You can see in the tags that she knows exactly what she’s doing and that she’s making the wrong posts to be a jerk. She and Adora used to be mutuals (no one knows how, there’s no way their blogs should have ever crossed) but Adora saw one of her discourse posts and blocked her for around a month. After that, Catra stopped trying to reconnect. Now! Catra is less of a jerk on her tumblr and posts a bunch of cute photos of her therapy animal, Melog (no one knows what species Melog is but whatever-) and reblogs a lot of stuff about therapy and anger management. One day she put up a post about how she was getting therapy, and people spammed her with congratulations. She told them that she was crying and thanked them all deeply. Sometimes people still bring up how horrible she was and she has to put out a post saying how she recognizes this and she apologizes for everything she did. She nearly never answers the hate asks. She’s getting better.

Perfuma: She has a cottagecore aesthetic account, it’s really pretty. She once made a cactus hating post and it blew up. She gets anons making fun of her for it to this day. Very annoying. Most people follow her for the discourse she participates in. It can be quiet for weeks, months even, and then she’ll find some idiot saying something dumb and will fight for, days sometimes, to set them right. It used to be Catra that she would fight with a lot. They ended up becoming enemy mutuals, following each other in order to mess up the other’s discourse post. This also meant that Perfuma was the first to see and cause change in Catra’s way of thinking and actions. Perfuma always reminds herself of the fact that she helped someone change for the better once. She’s proud.

Frosta: Is not legally allowed to be on tumblr. It’s a problem. But at the same time she just? Doesn’t seem to follow anyone at all? Sometimes people will send asks about a post that went viral, and she never seems to know anything about it. She hasn’t been affected by tumblr at all, and seems to post something, answer questions, and then log off to make her next thing. It’s... kind of strange, actually. Everyone knows she’s underage, but has no proof, so they can’t tell her to get off tumblr or anything. And if anyone asks how old she is, she gives a random number (A few favorites are “69,” “420,” “I stopped counting after the first hundred years,” “It’s a bit of a pardox actually, because in total I’m around 80, but I’ll be born in three years so... I’m -3 apparently,” “Old enough to beat you in a drinking contest,” “I’m a god, and have no beginning nor end,” and the best of them all, a video of someone being thrown into the air by a pillar of ice with the caption, “Begone thot.”) Frosta picks and chooses her battles when it comes to answering asks. No hate is ever seen on her blog and no one is sure whether it’s because she never gets it, or because she never answers it. She doesn’t get it.

Entrapta: A lot of cool videos and vlogs and experiments. After about three months of being on tumblr, someone said they had an experiment she might like, and asked if they could send an ask about it and have her try it out. After that, she made it her pinned post to say, “Taking experiment requests! Have something you want me to try out?” She’s always tinkering now, and she loves it! Someone once asked her to explain one of her videos more simply, and she did! But it was too simple, and the person who asked thought she was making fun of them. A helpful follower of Entrapta’s made a better explanation in a reblog and was seen as better, so Entrapta now lets her followers explain how they see is best! She’ll reblog it onto the main account so everyone can see. If they need help, she can always take back the reigns!

Mermista: No one is quite sure what her blog is about. There’s a lot of posts about this really obscure murder mystery book series. The ones made by the blog itself are videos of arson and mild theft. The videos are horrible quality, and no one knows what’s going on until at the very end of this three minute long vid, the camera stills, zooms in, and shows a boat on fire. It’s not on the news. Sometimes you’ll see a reblogged post that seems eerily relevant to the posts before and after. The mood the entire way through is basically just this meme

She once made a uquiz that told you what crime you committed. It is... scarily accurate. The questions had nothing to do with the answer at all. You are horrified. There was once an audio that was basically just running for three minutes with sirens in the background (the post has gone viral and people are beginning to wonder if the sirens are actually mermaid type sirens. It’s becoming more and more likely every time it’s addressed). The audio was a voice reveal. It was one word, and it just made everyone who heard it pause for a moment and sit in complete confusion and mild fear before scrolling further, because they live in the lie that perhaps if they go further, they’ll understand what’s going on. It was just, “Fire,” in the most astonished voice, and then the crackling of a flame. The blog never seems to end. After hours of scrolling, you finally reach the end, and there is and never has been context for a single thing the blog has done. You are slowly filled with dread and anticipation for the next post as you hit the follow button.

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