#i am OK btw i am not in danger or anything like that

[mothkisserx]

tw sh!!

[littlebirdy0301]

guess who’s finally gonna really try so super hard to learn how to drive :)

[weldingmetal]

Just read Miko going feral (absolutely loved it btw) and now I have a question. How would the bits react to adrenaline?

For example: In the middle of dealing with decepticons, Jack breaks his arm but is the only one who doesn't notice it because he's too focus on getting Miko and Rafael out of harms way.

Thanks for the love ❤️ I did do a post about this already but this scenario is too juicy 🤭😋

Here ya go enjoy. ______________________________________

A Boys Rage

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It was chaos.

The children got kidnapped yet again by the Decepticons. Team prime found them and now they’re duking it out by some random mountain.

But Jack doesn’t care about that. All he cares about are the other that he would be proud to call family out of harms way.

As he ran past bots and cons alike he tried not to curse Miko’s name. Although she was the cause of this mess she couldn’t help that she was found by Starscream when her host parents took her to a concert and decided to camp out instead of staying in a hotel.

He tripped over a rock. Miko and RAF stopped to look back.

“It’s okay you guys-! Ahh!”

A rock from a scuffle above fell on his arm while he was down. The other humans rushed to him before both getting scooped up by a vehicon.

As the con started to walk away Jack saw red. He ripped the rock off his arm like it was nothing and he took off.

The con noticed him too late as Jack dug his hunting knife into the con’s inner working of his ankle, sparks and blue glowing energon flowing.

The con shrieked and dropped Miko and Raf. Jack Grabbed the arms and took off running. Bulkhead saw that they headed to safety into the forest and commed Ratchet to open the bridge.

When they finally were safe in the base Jack thought he would pass out, he felt giggly and wobbly.

Ratchet came over and leaned down. He looked annoyed but also concerned. So normal Ratchet behavior.

“What in Primus’s name happened. How you three attract trouble will forever be beyond me. Let’s get you three checked up.”

Jack scoffed, “D-don’t worry Ratchet. I’m good.” He said with a thumbs up.

He put his thumb up only to be confused by Ratchets shocked gasp and Miko screaming her head off.

“Holy shit Jack! Your arm!” She said pointing to the arm Jack was using to give a thumbs up.

He looked down and saw that his forearm was bent. It looked at it and instead of feeling pain he just felt grossed out.

“Huh”

Ratchets eye twitched before he grabbed Jack and sped walk to the medical area.

“”huh” that’s all you can say!? For primes sake you broke your arm.” He said as he was gathering supplies to set his arm.

Although he spoke harshly Jack could tell he was confused and concerned. “Don’t worry Ratchet I’ll be fine. If you can’t fix me Mom can and besides I don’t feel anything yet.

At that Ratchet stopped. His face showed how he was cycling through emotions before slowing turning to Jack. “You…can’t feel it? Jack this is serious. You don’t need to lie to make me feel better.” He said has he continued to gather things.

Jack shook his head, “I’m not lying. I’m just high on Adrenaline.” Ratchet dropped the small human anatomy book he was holding and sharply turned to Jack, “High on what!?”

“Adrenaline, it’s the chemical that helps us with survival. Raf and Miko were in danger it just happened…….ow…Ok now it’s starting to hurt.”

At the last part of Jack’s sentence Ratchet snapped out of it and got everything ready.

“Are you sure that you should realign my arm Ratchet? N-not that I don’t trust you it’s just…”

Ratchet sighed, “Jack, your arm is broken. It’s an emergency that needs to be dealt with now.” Jack looked up at Ratchet as he practically pleaded Jack to let him treat him. However, Jack wasn’t sure if Ratchet could tell how bad this situation was.

“Ratchet I do trust you, but it’s not that I want my mom it’s that I want to be sure that whoever treats me sets my bone right. That and I am almost positive you don’t have any morphine or strong pang killers. My bone won’t heal wrong or fall off in the 45 minutes it will take to get me to a hospital.”

There is a moment of silence as Jack can see the gears turn in Ratchets head. Ratchet leaned down close to Jack and spoke softly, “Jack, are you 100% positive that you will be better if I were to take you to a hospital? That your injury is dire but that it does not need complete immediate treatment?

At Jacks reassuring nod Ratchet sighed and transformed for Jack to get in. After Ratchet drove out of the base stopping to tell Miko and Rafael were he was going. He turned on his sirens and sped away to the nearest hospital, the one June worked at.

On the way Ratchet couldn’t help but ask, “Jack, what caused your adrenaline to kick in?” There was silence before Jack answered, “A con grabbed them….he was going to take them…I couldn’t let that happen…I was angry and it just…happened…” Ratchet did not say anything else until they arrived.

“Make sure you tell your mother exactly what happened.” As Jack walked inside Ratchet wished with all his spark that he could go in with him.

An hour later after parking June went into the parking lot to thank Ratchet and to tell him that Jack would be spending the night.

Ratchet would have loved to return to a quiet and calm base…..he instead arrived to chaos.

He first heard Arcee yelling, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY JUST LEFT!?

Followed by a distressed Bulkhead, “Jack’s arm broke Miko! How could he possibly be okay?!”

“I understand how Jack perhaps would rather be treated by his own kind. But to disregard such a serious injury is unlike Ratchet. There must be more to this situation than we know.”

It was at this moment he walked in and made his presence known, “Optimus is right; however, even I don’t completely understand.”

He held up his hand before the bots could make any assumptions, “Despite the seemingly obvious severity of Jack’s injury he assured me he was better off being treated by human doctors who could give him what I couldn’t.”

Arcee furrowed her brow, “That makes no fragging sense Ratchet.

Raf spoke up, “Ratchet do you know how to tell the difference in bone fractures? As in how bones can break?” He shook his head. “Then Jack probably knew that he could be better diagnosed by one of our doctors.”

“I don’t know nothing Rafael, I know that you need a splint to help the bones heal straight.” He huffed. “But that’s only for some fractures, what if he needed a metal wire in his bones or what if the bone broke into a lot of pieces? You wouldn’t know and Jack wouldn’t be treated how he needs. Plus he probably needs strong painkillers and I know we only have ibuprofen.”

“I’m confused.” Bulkhead mumbled, “Is this or isn’t it a bad injury? How couldn’t Jack feel it if it was so bad? Was it that bad?”

“Because we were running from those crazy cons Jack got supped up on adrenaline so he didn’t feel it that much.” Arcee spoke in a concerned tone “Why would humans possess something that would make them not feel pain? Seems kinda of counterintuitive.” Arcee said utterly confused. Miko had tried to explain the unknown phenomenon to the bots. So she looked to Raf as if asking to continue for her

“Adrenaline makes it so we can survive, if we weren’t in that situation Jack would have noticed. A broken bone is a bad injury but it is not life threatening. It’s just really painful.”

The bots looked as if they were trying to decide whether they understood or were still confused and concerned.

“Thank you for explaining Rafael and Miko. I believe I speak for the rest of us when I say we will look into the affects of adrenaline and make sure we are more prepared in case any of you receive any injuries. Bulkhead, Bumblebee, please take the children home. I will tell Agent Fowler why Miko is not with her guardians.”

As Miko and Raf were driven home they couldn’t help but worry for Jack and the bots. They had no idea what they would find while exploring the internet.

To Miko’s dismay she had to try and convince the bots that “No I’m not and adrenaline junkie and I don’t follow you guys just to feel high.” While Raf and a casted Jack laughed their asses off.

[riverlikethelake]

hey heyy!! can you make a jake sully x daughter!reader based off this audio:

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZS8fkkodM/

can be anything you want just it like has to include those lines.

thata all, thank you!! love your work btw xx

Maite.

Jake sully x platonic!daughter!reader

word count: 2k

contains: death, ANGST, daddy issues, specifically MY daddy issues don't come for me, self hatred/low self esteem, hurt/comfort, why am I tagging like an ao3 author, eventual fluff

Ok ngl i thought it was gonna be a cute audio like beautiful boy

imagine my surprise when it's from fucking hereditary...

anyway, loved writing this, fueled my angsty little heart <3

uuuuuhhh not proofread, wrote this at like 2 am and during my lunchbreak. mmmmmm yeah i'm fighting melatonin rn so im just gonna stop typing

From an early age it was obvious you and Neteyam were complete opposites. He was always more thoughtful, while you were impulsive and reckless. You’d run around hand in hand exploring the forest together, he’d fuss over you staying on the path and you’d just smile an follow the lizards and bugs you saw.  

Neteyam was much more of a warrior than you, while he was learning to shoot an arrow, you were off with Mo’at and Ninat learning the more domestic parts of your clan. You’d weave beads and leaves together and they honestly never came out great, but your family, especially Neteyam, would praise you and cherish your work. 

Despite being Neteyam’s twin, you and Lo’ak were much more alike, sharing 4 fingers and a knack for causing trouble. So by the time Lo’ak was old enough to be unsupervised, you were abandoning your classes in favor of running off with your younger brother. 

Neteyam would worry to no end, scolding you and Lo’ak but pulling you aside for a much softer approach only moments later. “tsmuke please, I do not want you getting hurt” he’d plead, holding your hands. Eventually, he started following you around, making sure you stayed out of trouble and were safe. 

Despite this, you still ended up straight in the face of danger countless times. It irritated your father to no end how often you and your brother ended up in trouble, whether it be hanging off the Ayram alusìng because you disturbed the Ikrans or getting chased by an 'angtsìk. Lo’ak and Neteyam would get scolded, but you? You'd just get ignored. 

At first it was nice not getting yelled at, but it didn’t take long for it to become frustrating. He’d scold your brothers and send them off to the hammock, then he’d spare you a glance, like he couldn’t bear to look at you, and walk away. 

You started trying to take the blame for your brothers, cutting into his lecture, insisting it wasn’t their fault but yours. He’d just give you a look and nod for you to leave, brushing you off, disregarding your words. The way he stared at you and sometimes didn’t talk to you for days revealing the fact that he was always angry with you the most.  

No matter how angry you were, or how much trouble you were in, all your father would do is give you that goddamn look and ignore you. Neytiri says it’s because he sees himself in you but the same goes for Lo’ak and he doesn’t hesitate to rip into him, but when you point this out, Neytiri just shrugs and says you’re his first daughter, it’s different. 

You see how he treats Kiri and Tuk, like they’re delicate angels he needs to protect, emotionally and physically. You don’t like being babied or waited on hand and foot, but sometimes you wish you were, watching your father care for and have deep conversations with all your sibling's causing resentment. 

Resentment to yourself, because in truth, you are like him. All your life people have been saying how similar you and Lo’ak are to your father, and the older you get, the more you see it. You were angry at your father, upset at his hesitance to scold and hug you, but soon that turned into anger for yourself. 

Neteyam’s a great warrior, Kiri has an exceptional connection to Eywa, Lo’ak’s charisma and skill with a bow, and Tuk the baby. They all had reasons to stand out, steal your parents' attention, but you simply seemed to just... be there. 

You were reckless with nothing to make up for it. You started to tell yourself it’s no wonder dad can’t look at you, he can’t scold you, he doesn’t know how to treat you. How to love you 

Leaving the clan was hard, but you understood, your family was in danger, and you’d do anything to keep them safe, you just wish the transition was easier. You felt like you stood out like a sore thumb, you weren’t particularly good at the ways of the Metkayina, and your temper landed you in many fights with not only the boys picking on your family, but your father. 

At first, he could pin it on Lo’ak and Neteyam, but when they became friends with the boys, adjusting well and thriving, he had no choice but to finally confront you.  

Why couldn’t you just be like Neteyam? That’s all he could say. It’s not what he said exactly, but that’s all you got from the conversation. It was painful watching him struggle to speak to you, eventually you just stood up and stormed out.  

All you want is for him to show something to you, something other than the bare minimum necessary for him to still call himself your father. All you wanted was to prove yourself, but you have no idea how to when you don’t even know why he’s disappointed. 

Your heart is  pounding in your ears, drowning out any other sound as you pull your brothers arm over your shoulder, securing him against your back. You glance back to see Lo’ak holding onto Spider as he and Tsireya adjust their grip to tightly hold onto the Ilu saddle. 

“Go!” Lo’ak yells, and you move forward, Surging through the water, all you can think about is your brother, the way he lays limp against you. You feel like you are going fast enough, the water and weight of your heart slowing you down. 

As you approach a rock, you see your father running to your aid. “He’s been shot!” you call out, watching as your fathers face twists into fear. Lo’ak and spider pull him off your back, Jake helps guide him out of the water and onto the rock. As they set him down, you scramble to sit, placing his head on your thighs, hands caressing his face. 

You’re hyperventilating, choking back sobs as tears fall down your panicked face. Your brothers eyes dart around fearfully, overwhelmed and scared. You don’t look up as your mother runs over, crying out as she spots your brothers state. 

He brings a hand up to yours resting on his cheek, he briefly meets your eyes before looking to your parents. “Dad, I want to go home” He stutters. Your father nods, choking out reassurance. Neteyam’s eyes darted around before landing on your father. “Dad I-“ his words falter as you watch the light in his eyes fade. 

You watch as his chest stops expanding, his body going limp. You couldn’t stop the tears that fell from your eyes as your mother started to cry, screaming and shaking Neteyam’s shoulders. Your body wracks with sobs as you hunch over, pulling Neteyam closer to you. You stare at his as his head lays in the crook of your arm, hand still resting on his cheek. 

The white noise that’s fills your senses blocks out any other sound. You can vaguely make out the conversation your parents are having, your sister are still stuck on the ship. Jake orders your and Lo’ak go stay with Neteyam as Neytiri mounts her Ikran. You lower Neteyam to the ground as Lo’ak protests.. 

“Dad I want to go with you” Lo’ak murmurs, on the verge of tears. He stares at your brother for a moment before muttering “you’ve done enough” 

You can almost hear the crack of Lo’ak’s heart breaking, you step forward, tears still streaming down your face. “Dad please I can do this” Your voice is breathless and desperate, shaking with the hiccups of your sobs. 

He holds his hand out for your to stop “Y/n.” your blood freezes at how cold his voice it. “Don’t make this any worse” He states, punching a hole right through your heart. You start to sob as he turns to follow Spider, intense sobs wracking through your body.  

Lo’ak turns to Tsireya, telling her to stay before running off after the ship. Tsireya holds you as you fall to your knees, crying and reaching out to hold your brother again. 

You hold onto your brother, you just hold him close. You can’t help but feel that it’s all your fault, you’re the one who ran off with Lo’ak to see Payakan, you insisted on going back to saving Spider. You were the one who hesitated to jump into the exit, Neteyam rushing out in the line of fire, pulling you along to get you to safety.  

You think back to how you’re father would scold you for bringing Neteyam along into your dangerous adventures, how your brother was always right about things going wrong, but the one to bear the burden of it. 

All you can do is hold him. 

You whisper to him, you tell him stories of your childhood together. “I remember how we used to fly together, you hated how reckless I was in the mountains but you still stayed with me, I cannot remember a moment you weren’t by my side when I needed you” you choke out, your voice cracking and going hoarse.  

You don’t know how long you sat there holding your brother, but as the eclipse passed you heard the sloshing in the water. You don’t look up but you here Tuk running over, she sits next to your brother, she grabs his hand and places it on her cheek, loud cries escaping her lips. Slowly you lay Neteyam down, your mother taking your place when you stand up. 

You stumble backwards, holding your hands to your chest. You look down, trying to regulate your breathing. “Y/n” You dad whispers, placing a hand on your shoulder. You raise your head and look to him, a pained look on his face. 

He stays silent, your head lowers. There was never silence between you, only when he was disappointed in you. “I’m sorry sir” You whisper.  

He reaches out to you but your wrap your arms around yourself, tears falling down your face again. You glance back up to him and you fall, you can’t help but cry out to him. “Dad, I should be dead” You choke out “I really should be” 

He steps forward “No” he replied breathlessly, he places a hand on your arm but your body wracks with the incoming sobs. “He can do thing, he can hunt a-and he can fight, and I just do nothing” your legs feel like jello, you fall to your knees, Jake dropping to his knee to face you. “I can’t do anything”  

You hear him protesting, trying to comfort you but all you can do is shake your head. “I’m nothing i’m nothing” you repeat like a broken record, loosing your voice as you cry. He pulls you into his arms, “Y/n no don’t say that” he whispers in your ear, tightening his hold on you. 

“I did this I DID THIS” you babble, he shakes his head, placing his hand on the back of your head. “babygirl this is not your fault” he fully sits down, pulling you into his lap. You bury your head into his chest, shaking your head as you cry. “You always told me to think, to listen to him and stay out of trouble” your voice croaked, sore from the hiccups and crying. “but I couldn’t and now he’s-“ you’re interrupted by a wail that rips from your throat. 

You can feel his hold on you tightening, hear the sharp breaths he takes to keep his composure. “ Listen to me baby girl” his voice is impossible quiet, but strong “this is not your fault” he places a kiss on your cheek, keeping his face pressed against yours. 

You pull back, looking at him in the eyes, he places his hand on your cheek “I see you, daughter.” His words are like a wrecking ball, anything but soft and breaking down your walls all at once. In an instant, your arms are wrapped around him and your crying into his neck, gently, he wraps his arms around you, cradling you like you’re a baby again. 

“Babygirl, I love you” he whispers. You know the words have great meaning, connecting him back to his human origins. You balance your breathing; tears starting to slow.  

You pull your head back to look at him, he gently places a kiss on your forehead. You lay your head back on his chest, your eyes widened when you noticed his knife sash. Wrapped around the band and onto the base was a cord you weaved, the first one you ever presented to your family. It’s messy, barely what you meant it to be, but he has it tightly wrapped around his satchel, right where it crosses his heart. 

He places his hand on your cheek “I’m sorry if I haven't shown it enough, but I love you so much” 

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

This person don't harass anyone in this post, so you are free to skip this ask if you find it against the rules of your blog. It's just that I find the arguments... bad, to say the least.

https://ok-boomerang.tumblr.com/post/702213312593772544/fanfiction-as-textual-analysis

If zutara fanfiction is a form of critique, then the alternatives they suggest should be better than the critisized ones? And yet:

Ambassador Katara - I don't know why but I suspect that the ambassador should not have any romantic affairs with the ruler of the country in which she represents the interests of her people. Because, you know, if these ineterests are opposite to the interests of the country, but the ambassador and the ruler are intimate... yeah, this will not end good. Such relationships are concidered unprofessional for a reason. It "gives Katara an important political role" - which she already has, being Avatar's waterbending master and one of the world heroes herself, as one of the previous asks already mentioned. So, what to fix here? Couldn't they just write fanfiction about Katara (without Aang in the plot, since they are too obsessed with their pathetic miserable Fantara whose will is paralyzed by Aang's sole presense) doing important political stuff? Or the real point is to wrap Katara in red silk, adorn her with gold and make her spread legs for Zuko in some fancy royal bedroom?

Bloodbending as healing - while the idea itself mmay have potential, Katara is not a suitable character for it (also was discussed here). Yes, her trauma probably limits her, closing some opportunities; hey, that is also an interesting idea, by the way! "That’s a critique of Katara seen as the paragon of goodness, especially by Aang." Hmm, as far as I know, Katara fans who don't ship zutara often admit that Katara can sometimes be wrong, mean, petty and enjoy how many-dimensional she is because of that. And where had Aang ever seen her as paragon of goodness? When he approved her stealing from pirates, while agreeing that it's dangerous for the group? I don't see what to critisize here in the first place. But I see some ignoring of Katara's canonical trauma.

Painted Lady/Blue Spirit. "it’s fun and symbolic that Zuko and Katara both had alter egos" - as well as Aang, Sokka, Toph... Also, the Blue Spirit never was a vigilante, which is obvious if you understand the complexity of Zuko's arc. Again, what is critique about? Katara and Zuko had worked as a team just enough, they had an episode with badass teamwork that zutarians love so much, they had a teamwork sequence in the training battle and a whole real final battle against one of the main villains. The show really doesn't need more (ahem, because it's not about zutara, ahem). Katara's empathy for people was shown multiple times (and she managed just great without any Zuko, btw), Zuko was not that empathetic most of the time to begin with. "their perseverance to do pretty much anything once they set their minds to it" was also developed really good - the only thing to "correct" is the fact that in the canon most of the time these things are different for Katara and Zuko and have nothing to do with the other character, but again, the show is not solely about them.

In conclusion, if fanfiction is a form of critique, it seems that from zutarians' perspective the major problem of AtLA is that it's not a love story about Katara and Zuko being always together, being similar in every little thing, being in love. Well, yes, it isn't? Because it shouldn't be?

Anyway, I myself am not a good critic, so I'd like to know your opinion.

"I myself am not a good critic" *proceeds to give excellent criticism* Anon, I think you should work on that self-esteem.

You really cut straight to the central issue with zutarians main "criticisms" of the show - they're all rooted on their bias that the story can ONLY be good if Zuko and Katara are in love and endgame. And somehow, that's objective to them, instead of a subjective preference. They can never admit "This isn't what I wanted, but it works" or even "This isn't perfect, but it doesn't ruin the story"

I very much wish we had seen Toph have a field-trip with Zuko, and that the writers had not given up on making an episode on Aang's parents. I still acknowledge that the show works fine without these, despite thinking it was a wasted oportunity.

I love Maiko. I think it perfects sense for them to be endgame, and I don't have much to criticize on how their relationship was handled in the show. Mai is still not my first choice of romantic pair for Zuko, Azula is. Yet I was not surprised or angry that my OTP didn't happen, because despite some bait moments (bedroom scene) it was very clear that the show was never going there - not just because it is a kids show, but also because they clearly didn't WANT to go there.

I love Azula and want her to have a redemption arc - I still think that the ending of the show, with her simply being defeated but not redeemed, makes sense, as it would feel cheap and be a deep betrayal of her character to just make her have a change of heart at the last second (though I'll still die on the hill that Yang's comics were ableist as fuck and a disrespect to the original story).

It's REALLY easy to have your preferences and stick by your opinion that they are good while still acknowledging they are SUBJECTIVE.

Zutarians refuse to do that. They don't accept any position of power for Katara that doesn't involve her sleeping with Zuko." They don't accept any romantic endgame for her other than Zuko. They don't accept that bloodbending doesn't represent her power, or her as a character, because she did it in Zuko's presence. Don't accept any team work between her and anyone but Zuko.

This is clear ship bias and lack of interest in Katara herself, and instead of embracing it (after all, there's no rule that say you HAVE to like every character equally, or uncondionally), they make it into a "the narrative disrespected this female character" or "certain things are inherently sexist" debate - a debate they're doomed to lose and come accross as the ones that are truly sexist since they clearly don't care about Katara outside the context of a potential romance with Zuko because they think that's the ONLY way to enjoy a female character: as the object of affection of their prefered male character. Anything else is imposssible in their minds.

They're saying the quiet part out loud without even realizing it.

[venusxsturnio]

KNOCK ON WOOD

PAIRINGღ matt x equestrian!fem!reader

SUMMARYღ today is the big tournament. but what happens when y/n slips up, and forgets to knock on wood?

FROM VENUSღ hi guys! do y'all like my stuff fr? be honest. lmk what y'all think. ✿ btw this was a request. lowkey i don't even know how horse racing even works...so lmk if i got sumthin wrong, but remember my requests are always open! and remember i love criticism. :)

WARNINGSღ cussing...fluff...danger...injuries..

proofread!

5:26 am

i was awoken by the sound of my alarm going off. i reached over to my nightstand to grab my phone. i stopped the alarm as i got out of bed. i made my way to the bathroom to get ready for the day. oh shit- i almost forgot today was the tournament. how could i forget today was the biggest day of my entire career?

i rushed out of the bathroom to my room. i grabbed some sweats and a hoodie and threw them on. i went back in the bathroom to finish my routine before heading downstairs. i grabbed my purse, keys, and phone. i practically ran out of the house as i made my way to my car. i started the car and pulled out of the driveway. i propped my phone up in the phone holder and facetimed matt.

the phone rung once before i saw matts big smile in the camera. "Hey babe!" matt yelled. "Well someone's excited." i said playfully rolling my eyes. "Aren't you?" matt asked as a confused expression appeared on his face. "Yeah..." i dragged not wanting to finish that sentence. "Yeah...what?" matt said pushing the conversation. "I just don't want anything bad to ha-" i couldn't even finish my sentence before matt so rudely interrupted me.

"Y/N Y/L/N, take it back right now! Knock on wood!" matt screamed at me. "Take what back? You didn't even let me finish. And plus I don't have wood anywhere near me right now." i said trying to hold back a laugh, but failing badly. matt scolded me "Y/n I'm serious. If something bad happens to you I'll never forgive myself." matt exclaimed. "Ok. Fine I'll find some later." i said, my laughter dying down.

"Ok I'm pulling in. I'll see you when you get here ok?" i said gathering my things. "I'm already here." matt said calmy. my eyes widened at matts comment. "WHAT?! You're here already? It doesn't start till like...7." i said with a shocked expression spread across my face. "I'm your #1 supporter, of course I'm here early. And plus I wanted to get a good seat." matt said smiling from cheek to cheek. "I cannot believe they let you in. Anyways I'll see you later ok? I have to get ready." i said grabbing my phone as i stepped out of my car, locked it and started making my way towards the arena...

"Alright babe, see you later! You'll do AMAZING! I love you." matt said eagerly. "I love you too." i said as i hung up the phone and stuffed it in my purse. i made my way towards my dressing room. i unlocked it and entered. i froze in shock. a bouquet of roses, it had to be at least a hundred. i made my way towards the flowers, and picked up a card. 'From Matt' it read 'You'll do great! I love you so much! Even if you don't win, I'll always support you! :)' my eyes lit up as i read the message. this must be why he got here so early...i placed the note down on my vanity, as i went to my clothing rack and got into my uniform.

6:48 am

i finished getting ready as i made my way out to the stables. i went to the one with my name on it, as i approached my horse 'Lila' and petted her head. "Hey hun, how you doin?" i gave her a little kiss on the head, as she grunted. "I know right. Me too." i said responding to her grunt. "You ready?" i said unlocking her stable door, hooking on to her leash and leading her out of the stables.

we made our way to the arena doors. behind those doors were the other horses and their jockeys. and there were also fans, bettors, and the media. i looked at lila and took a deep breath. in and out. i reached for the handle and opened the door. as soon as we walked through all you heard was screaming and cheering.

me and lila took our place in our lane. i saddled myself onto her and straightened myself up. i looked around the crowd, as my eyes slowly approached matts. i gave him a big smile and waved. he returned the energy. i mouthed 'i love you', i guess he caught on, because he started blowing me kisses. i shook my head and chuckled a little.

soon the ref came on the loud speakers as he started to announce the race and racers. when he said mine and lilas name everyone cheered the loudest they every have. i smiled of embarrassment, but the good kind. the ref started the count down, and before i knew it we were off.

me and lila started off strong, we were in second place. i held on as tight as i could, until my foot slipped out of the buckle. i switched my view from my foot to the track as i tried to quickly place my foot back where it belonged. we were coming up on a sharp turn, and my body started to shift. i felt myself slipping. i tried my best to grip onto lilas reigns.

next thing i know, i'm rolling on the track. everything stopped. the noise. the horses. everyone. all i heard were silent whispers, and cameras flashing. my eyesight started to dim, my vision started to become blurry as i held my arm in pain. my legs found their way to my chest. before my vision fully went out. i could see a silhouette that somewhat looked like matt. then my vision turned black.

MATT POV

y/n was doing good. but then i noticed something wrong with her. her leg had slipped out of the buckle and she was struggling to put it back on. i stood from my seat and made my way down to the ref. i was trying to let him know what was going on, but then out of the corner of my eye, i saw y/n rolling off the track field. my eyes widened at the sight of y/n on the ground in pain.

i tried to run to her but the security quickly caught up to me. the grabbed my arms and were pulling me back. i punched one, and then the other. i ran from the stadiums, and onto the track field, up to y/n. "Oh my god! SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!" i screamed. i felt tears forming in my eyes, as salty, warm streaks fell down my cheeks.

people started coming to us. and crowding us with questions. i picked up y/n bridal style and pushed our way through the large crowd. i ran from the arena and to the gates. luckily the ambulance was already here. i let the nurses carry her onto the gurney and hooked her up to a bunch of IV and needles.

i hopped in the truck with them. holding y/ns hands the whole ride to the hospital. we sped all the way to the hospital. once we made it there, we rushed inside, and ran to an emergency room. "She's got a bruised rib and arm." one nurse yelled out to another. "I need an IV stat. Get me a crash UCV cart. For emergencies." i couldn't believe this was happening.

9:08 am

i had my head down. resting on my arms as my hands held y/ns. i was just hoping that she would wake up. she can't leave me like this. i felt shuffling in the hospital bed. i picked up my head and looked at y/ns pale sweaty body.

Y/NS POV

"Matt?" i said trying to sit up, but immediately falling right back down, due to my injuries. i winced in pain. "No lay down. You're hurt." matt said sympathetically. "What the hell happened?" i asked my voice sounding hoarse. "Well you were racing. Good as hell I might add. But then I noticed that your foot slipped out. I went to tell the ref, but then you fell. I ran to help you and then the security stopped me. I punched the hell out of their asses. And then I picked you up, ran to the ambulance, and we came here. You had me worried as hell, Y/n" matt said rambling on about the incident. i loved when he did that. it meant that he cared.

"Well I'm fine now aren't I?" i said sarcastically. matt scoffed trying to hold back his laugh. i rolled my eyes playfully. i used the arm that wasn't broken, and lifted it up to his face. i caressed his cheeks softly. he leaned in on my forehead as he gave me and sweet, smooth kiss. matt retreated back from my forehead, and looked at me with love in his eyes. "I guess you should have knocked on wood."

FROM VENUSღ y'all. HOW WAS IT?!?! y'all see what i did there? at the end? matt being such a gentleman the whole story just fascinates me. don't forget requests/dm's are open :)

credits: @hearts4tatemcrae and @sturnad thank you!

[hyolks]

GREETINGS!!! I just read through the wasteland doc and hough. . . it's really really awesome. Do you mind if I share some ideas? (rhetorical. you don't have much of a choice)

Okay, so about some of the toxic sludge stuff; what if it and the alchemist stone are related somehow/derived of the same stuff? Maybe the sludge is like. really temperamental to being handled but if handled PROPERLY it has some. WILD effect. and maybe that's one of the reasons they were testing it on the ishvalen people; to test out what lengths they could go with it? Perhaps through this experimentation they figured out. Wait. What the fuck? This stone thing that we just derived from this sludge and like. these people(idk. maybe it reacts with a blood/sludge ration that is like. super high in human blood but still need s a lot of sludge and thats why they need so many people to make it(or, another idea. maybe using some of the sludge in like. a single humans blood or something and it'll react with a human being as its environment. and make a minimal amount of like. basically the philosophers stone and they need to harvest a LOT but humans don't make much and get killed through it. idk)) but like.using these people and this sludge will make these stones that are SOOO powerful? Also maybe. The reason they raided ishval is because they historically were the main people who had the sludge and had like. writings and stuff making use of the sludge(in minimal amounts. maybe it's also like a religious piece?) and like. idk. And maybe also!! The way the sludge is mass processed/produced/whatever makes it toxic if not done correctly and needs like. special treatment in small batches to make it OK. anyways. Also IDK if you have stuff on Hohenheim yet . . .But I think it would be cool if he was like. One of the people to discover the sludge? Maybe you can keep him super old because he was the group to discover the sludge + with the properties the sludge can have, it kept him from aging or something(IDK if this would really fit the vibe all that well so. shrugs). maybe hohenheim had a twin brother(or childhood bestfriend even. they would probably have to be close) that acts as the homonculus/father? and they found the sludge together. but what hohenheim had regretted his brother indulged and basically did the whole. capitalize indutrial whatever thing to it. And hohenheim wants to stop that. The homonculus works from the shadows and maybe had like the sins working under him as a shadow thing for. whatever evil capitalism reasons. yeah. OH WAIT OTHER IDEA I HAD FOR HOHENHEIM that MIGHT be able to fit into the same thing with the sludge. Maybe he was a former outlaw that wanted to settle down? But he found it too risky to put Ed and Trish and Al in the way so he left. Maybe he became an outlaw because of the Homonculus wanting to et him out of the picture because they didn't share views(or maybe he tried to take him down spesifically and failed which turned him into an outlaw and the homonuculus decided he was to dangerous to be kept around and started to hunt him)? So he turned him into an outlaw. And kept an ear out for him and when Hohenheim knew they were close and there were chances of him being caught. He left. IDK. ALSO. I know you mentioned in the Doc that Al being in so much pain all the time from the sludge stuff eating away at him and how it's a major source of angst/guilt for Ed. But because I am a sucker for Al not being able to feel anything what if he like. Got his nerves to be 'paralyzed' or something? To the point where be can't really like. feel anything. It's a trade off; he either feels so much pain or nothing at all. Maybe it eats away at Ed because like. He put him into a position where he either feels a shit ton of pain all the time or he feels nothing and that's not fair. Anyways. I'm pretty sure I had more to write but I can't remember. So I might come back later if you'll allow it. these are all just suggestions btw. you don't have to listen to anything I say and tweak anything that you see fit. also ssorry if this is like. a jumble of nonsense. articulating can be hard BTW I absolutely ADORE your art. It's literally so swag. like the way you color and do clothes. . . SO scrummy. I hope your day is nice :))

OUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OUUUH I LOVE THIS I SUPER SUPER LOVE THE HOHENHEIM BEING AN OUTLAW THAT WANTS TO SETTLE BUT ULTIMATELY LEAVES TO KEEP TRISHA ED AND AL SAFE... shakes my fist at hoheinheim. if he knew/helped with all of the research before hand and then went rouge.... everyone and their mom in the government body would be hunting down his ass

you actually got pretty close from the shite i was thinkin for the sludge too?? like the uhhhh its super temperamental but is an incredible material when handled correctly??? like the reason the train cart full of it is on their property when theyre young is bc it was being transported cross country to central... for "science"... and it derails for some reason. explosion. and the longer it sits out in the country side the more it like... drains the environment. hence it being an Awful substance unless in a controlled environment and used properly. it being native to ishval would also lend to why it would literally be so invasive to resembool but hmmmmm... evil substances...

I was also thinking. ohhh what would the homunculus be. they. they could BE made out of it. or are just humans that are infected/injected with it like how king bradley is with the philosophers stone but instead of it just being bradley its all of them. also bc i like thinking of what their backstories could be. thinkin about lust in a saloon dress has me weak in the knees

BUT THIS KINDA BRINGS UP WHAT I hinted at somewhere in some tags but like. i was thinkin about . uhhhmm . the mold from re7/8. which after looking briefly through a google search bc ive got some silly idea of it in my head is described as a superorganism that is also literally just mold. it has some kind of consciousness to it, like memory. idk if it has empathy or emotions though.... either way it was used to create eveline, who does have some kind of empathy and emotions, and she can both control it and use its consciousness network ??? sorry i literally cannot think of any proper way to describe this atm but. i was like. oh THIS could be what the homunculus are. they could be like eveline to the mold network.

and ethan gets infected with the mold and bc of that he's able to stick his limbs back on with some goddamn peroxide and literally survive fatal wounds... i was like... ohhhhh what if..... what if at some point.................... ed gets infected by the sludge (perhaps unknowingly).... and sees the homunculus regrow their limbs (idk if mold would do that in resident evil games but this is now in my hands).... and hes like..... oh my god. Oh my god. We. We can get it back. We can get our bodies back.

BUT IF. IF the sludge has the same consciousness network bullshit that the mold does in RE... alongside the hallucinations n stuff... it could literally eating away at ed's sanity and al is like uhm the fuck not we are not fucking doing that . we're getting goddamn vaccinated. but the allure of having a body back...

I KNOW I SO AGREE al not being able to perceive feelings while being in the armor is soooo chefs kiss and RELEARNING how to be human again is even LARGER CHEFS KISS. but youre so right. it was 100% like that so it can be angst for ed. you mentioning this reminded me of a fic i read where ed smokes opium for pain relief and i was like oh what if al did that? since he's essentially a giant walking open wound? but idk... it would wean into drug abuse bc how could it NOT with the sheer amount of pain he would be in. i might think on it a little more but substance abuse is a topic I'm not super familiar with yet so.....

I HADNT EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT FATHER,, ohhhh you are one helluva thing to tackle my good friend. this is going on the back burner.

you are always welcome to say more!! i love listening. I'm literally kickin my feet and giggling reading messages like these. u have brilliant things to say love

[merrycrespo]

911 thoughts below, i never hide posts so you know i yap a lot and also i love you guys so nobody is forced to read my thoughts, whatever it's fine :(

ok first of all this will be scattered because i didn't write any notes this is just free form, i am not god's strongest soldier. i only cried a few times which is very impressive considering i cry at everything so i'm back to being god's strongest soldier. so much happened in this show it's shocking. things just keep going on. la is literally the most dangerous place on earth they need to move IMMEDIATELY. why is angela bassett in this. what did her agent tell her to convince her to do this. this isn't a complaint btw this is the greatest project she's ever done. thank you angela's agent we all say in unison. it's so campy, died in 2023 born in 2018 welcome back riverdale. no i won't elaborate. ok ummm characters. it was an uphill battle to not have maddie as my favorite character because jennifer is my girl we're like this 🤞 and maddie is the name of my childhood bff. and baby we never reached the top of that hill MADDIE SUPREMACY 🫶🫶🫶. that's my bestie, that's my boo bear, that's mother right there. love you girlfriend forever and ever amen. eddie diaz my beautiful princess with a disorder. need to study this dude immediately. first of all .... ****** and that's all i have to say about that. has he done things wrong? yes all the time including right now. do i care? well he's my beautiful princess with a disorder i don't know what to tell you. his kid should definitely be mad at him tho baby what were you thinking with that one? nothing ☺️🫶 love you chris come home soon pls. chim THE PEOPLE'S PRINCESS. never done a thing wrong except almost die literally all the time but that's ok we love him anyways. nobody's perfect but he's close love you bestie 💜💜💜. buck is a princess who should just sit there and look pretty and not do anything that will put him in the hospital. don't worry about anything babygirl we'll figure it out for you. we're also gonna get you away from "tommy" (unbelievable that's his actual name, a grown ass man) i do not like him at all. oooooo you've been bi for like 20 minutes but you gotta come out immediately or i'm gonna throw a fit I HAVE A GUN AND IT'S LOADED. i'm sorry but i'm throwing him into oncoming traffic as soon as possible live laugh love. and he's not having a funeral. love you buck, you shall be free soon 🫶. bobby and athena best couple of all time I KNOW THAT'S RIGHT. that's ohana right there. they mean a lot to me ok. hen literally mother.com she's my girl except when she cheated on my lesbian queen karen but i'm pretending she didn't do that because i don't think she would!!! i know her better than the writers. remember a long time ago when i said you should get a free pass to forget exactly one bad thing your favorite character did to preserve your sanity? well here we are. i didn't see shit. hen and chim friendship supremacy btw. a great show, nothing makes sense and i'd like to keep it that way. they just landed a plane with the power of friendship, love, and autism. hopes for this season are that things continue to be insane, hen and karen get their kid back, and eddie too i guess. love his little crisis mustache going on i'm sorry but this is your fault you weird little man. and tommy dies of course. in god we trust. there i probably missed 80% of what i wanted to say and also emotionally i can't think about certain scenes i'll need several month to heal 😐 whatever it's chill. thanks for reading if you did, i'm probably just talking to myself right now heyyy kallie how's it going??? pretty good thank you bestie!!!!

[fandomsoda]

I have just learned that someone very important in the Xvials community has been forced to stop posting about the ship due to the harassment they are receiving.

Needless to say, I am absolutely livid about this, not only for losing someone important in a small community of mine, but absolutely disgusted that people would harass someone over a ship that DOESN’T HAVE ANYTHING FUCKING WRONG WITH IT.

Harassment is already wrong obviously I shouldn’t have to say that, but it’s ten times worse when the reason behind it isn’t even fucking valid. Even if it were, harassment doesn’t work and only causes people to either double down or become emotionally unstable and puts them in danger. Harassment is never the answer in these times.

So here’s everyone’s (un)friendly reminder that Xvials is not problematic, Xvials is not pro/ship, a lot of people just have very weird views of how the multiverse works and haven’t refreshed themselves on X-Tale in a while and let their hatred of XGaster get out of hand. It’s totally fine not to like it, but don’t lie about it.

I’m gonna quickfire debunk the primary claims I’ve been seeing surrounding Xvials, btw for those out of the know, Xvials is XGaster x Ink, sometimes romantic but usually queerplatonic or some other abstract case. Let’s get started-

argument #1: “Ink’s adoptive dads are Gasters, so him being with a Gaster is pseudo-incest!”

Alright this alone to me is just ridiculous because like, actually think about that for a second, this is implying that every single Gaster in the whole multiverse is somehow related to Ink and that he can’t have unique relationships with them and I hope that everyone can recognize that the concept alone is absurd.

argument #2: “It’s abusive! They’re just using each other! XGaster actually hates Ink!”

Did we watch the same show? Because I don’t think we did, since in X-Tale their bond is repeatedly displayed and in Underverse it’s reinforced, with tons of extra things Jakei has posted emphasizing their bond. May I remind everyone of “come back”, this teaser Jakei showed depicting XGaster being actively afraid of losing Ink? Keep in mind how Ink is shown in a bright, important light here? He’s clearly afraid of losing him, they’re genuine friends, it’s not just for his own motives, and XGaster never treats Ink poorly, other than leaving him in the dark about things that I doubt he’s intentionally hiding from him, simply not thinking Ink would need/want to know. Like I said: totally fine if it’s not your thing or you don’t like it, but don’t fucking lie.

argument #3: “They’re both aroace!”

True, however that makes it even more likely for them to have a unique bond and understanding of each other than with others, definitely not romantic but as I said before, Xvials isn’t primarily romantic and all romantic depictions are fully recognized as fanon, if they appear at all. Also when I talk about them having a special and unique bond, that’s addressed in a canon comic, remember this from back in June? A lot of the time, the two being aroace is actually a very important component of Xvials portrayals. Especially in my case, since the way I think of them is very much hazy and queerplatonic, like all my ships with Ink.

argument #4 (this is going to sound satirical but I’m not even kidding, I saw someone say this): “It’s pseudo-pedophilic because Ink is very short and acts younger while XGaster is tall and acts mature!”

I… am at a loss for words. Take a look at that, think about what you just said, and go touch grass. Obviously, Ink and XGaster are both full grown adults with somewhat ethereal ages, no one here is a child, and labeling Ink as child-like comes off as very ableist for a number of reasons. Ink can definitely be childish, any character can, but that doesn’t make them “child coded”.

ok, that was a lot, but I just needed to get that off my chest, I… yeah. I think y’all get it. Good day.

[stormcrow513]

Disposing Of Baneful Material

Ok couple things first one I'm coming off a cold and my heads still a bit fuzzy so if anything is incoherent opps my bad,

second use of general you ahead so if you're not doing what I'm talking about them this is not aimed at you,

I am not looking for an argument here,

I'm writing my own post cause I didn't want to possibly start shit with someone on another persons post,

Ok so some of y'all might know my mama is on Tumblr now @silverphantom72 she's slowly learning the ropes and slowly learning to follow people and such,

She came up to me yesterday morning, about this post that scared the crap outta her, the op was asking how people get rid of used magic material, all fine till ma got to where one person said they dump baneful material at the gas station,

Ma works at a gas station has worked at a few, understandably this freaked her out,

I couldn't really reassure her given the more thought I've given it the more it's freaked me out, let me break down my problems with this,

I'm not a love and light do no harm type, cause that's not possible that's not the world we live in, someone is always going to get hurt, but I prefer to be a sniper over a bomber, I try always to do the least harm, and putting baneful shit in a volatile area is not the least harm,

Most people likely don't get just how dangerous gas stations are so let me explain, and by dangerous I'm not only talking robberys,

People are awful at gas stations, their pissed off, and they are never paying attention to what their doing,

When COVID first started it became clear to my ma and her manager that the higher ups weren't going to put screens across the registers the way they did in the main store for those cashiers, so they asked for permission and then rigged up one themselves, and people went ballistic over it, 'whats that here for?!' they'd demand, and as soon as the word COVID left ma and here coworkers lips the person would spit on the covering and slam out the door yelling about how they hoped the workers there would catch COVID,

A man not long ago demanded ma give him free gas and she was like I literally cannot do that he started coming over the register at her til another costumer (big guy) yelled at him to knock it the fuck off, ma worried for weeks that he'd come back with a gun,

Or as she worries every day that someone will be pissed enough to follow her home,

Speaking of guns there was the time a shit ton of cops surrounded a murder suspect right on the street in front of her station and she hit the deck as they all took aim at this guy,

Or

there was that time in her old gas station job where two guys got into a knife fight inside the station and she had to run out the side door,

The coworker who got hit by a truck (she lived and is mostly ok, last ma heard)

The amount of people who run over cones sectioning off a down pump then come running in to scream about the pump not working,

All the people who pull out with the pump still attached to their car

Ect.

Gas stations are highly volatile spaces putting baneful magic scraps into that is in my opinion asking to kill someone,

Now onto the more mundane side,

Do you know who collects that trash from the trash cans, the cashiers themselves, and at least where my ma works they don't have gloves, they have to pull those bags out bare handed and trag them to the nearby dumpster,

Often ma has to push bulging trash down into the bag, or because people empty their whole car into these trash cans, beer bottles, full bottles of water, full Starbucks coffees, she often has to pull some of that trash into another bag because she can't lift it out because the bags are too heavy, (ma's almost 70 btw)

If I put something into a bag then put it in there that bag WILL get ripped open and then people like ma WILL be touching it with their bare hands, meaning any poisonous to the touch herbs? congrats you just poisoned someone, glass shards/ mirror fragments? just shredded someone's hands, a poppet with needles in it? now there in a persons hand,

When I brought this to ma's attention she gasped and told me lots of kids tend to squish the top of the trash down when it's bulging up so they can shove their trash on top, that lots of people do,

so throwing anything poisonous or slicey in the trash is very fucking likly to hurt someone.

I can't tell y'all what to do, but maybe think twice on what you're doing, just like how people have brought up don't put salt on the ground because you're killing the environment, I'm speaking up for gas station workers who, trust me, do not want to be there,

[storieschats]

First ACOTAR reaction: Wolves, Fae, and Cursed Masks!

Hey everyone! This is my first time reading A Court of Thorns and Roses, and I'll be posting my reactions to the entire series, so join me on this journey! Feel free to comment, reblog, and talk to me about books anytime—I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Where I am: Book 1 Page 102 of 419

What's happened so far: So our story begins with a girl called Feyre who is very poor and has to hunt to survive. Feyre hates her family, which is fine because her family hates her too. Her family is horrible.

Anyway Feyre is hungry and Feyre's sisters called Nesta and Elain are also hungry and since Feyre promised her mum who died when she was a kid (she didn't like her mum either btw) that she would look after the family, we decided to go hunting in the woods Katniss style. Hunting in the woods is dangerous because we live near the border of the faerie world, which governs the northern part of the world leaving mortals with the southern part. And then we get lucky and find a deer or elk or something but oh no a wolf will eat the deer... So we kill the wolf. And we take its skin and sell it at the market along with the deer skin to a cool mercenary who tells us about her fights with faeries. Ah also there's a father somewhere but don't worry about it.  But oh no, a wolf/lion who says he's a fae breaks down the door of the hut where we live with our sisters (and that dad) and says that we killed his friend and now we have to let him kill us or go live with him in the land of the fairies for the rest of our lives. No third option. Easy choice. We're not going to fairyland.

We go to fairyland and they treat us well and feed us and clean us and stuff but we want to run away because the family needs Feyre to survive because they're useless. But hey, we don't need to run away after all because the lion/wolf/fae who kidnapped us turns out to be a human-looking fae man with pointy ears and he promises that he's looking after our family and we believe him because everybody knows fae can't lie. Ok but there's trouble in the fairy kingdom, a magical disease is spreading across the land, our kidnapper called Tamlin and his friend Lucien and our maid Alis are cursed to have to wear masks (ahahahahh what the hell) and the evil fairies who used to be afraid of the lords that Tamlin and Lucien are, now aren't afraid of anything and hang around our estate (good for them, go queens).

What I think so far: I like it! I've never read anything with fairies even though it's a super popular genre these days so I'm having fun.

Positive points:

I like the world, the fairies and the vibe of the descriptions of the woods and the village. It's giving me medieval fantasy vibes and I like it.

I like Lucien, our captor's friend.

I like the different types of fairies.

I like the part of the story where a poor girl is taken to a palace and given food and luxuries! I don't know if that's a trope but if it is it's one of my favourites!

Negative points:

I think I like this style of writing better than Fourth Wing, but it's still not my favourite.

The story is a bit slow, at least at the beginning, but I'm enjoying getting into the world. So far I feel the story is slow but not boring.

The fairies seem too human, I wish there was a more supernatural or eerie feel to them, but I don't think this is that kind of book.

Stars: ⭐⭐ but going for 3.

Prediction: I feel like this is going to be a Beauty and the Beast kind of scene where she needs to fall in love with him to undo the curse of the masks or something.

What I knew before reading: I knew it was about fairies (lol) and I knew she didn't get with the guy from the 1st book... so I know she doesn't get with Tamlin. I don't know who the guy in the 2nd book is, but I bet when he shows up I'll realise it.

After this reaction in conversation with my friend I found out that Lucien was going to be a love interest of one of the sisters and that it was a beauty and the beast retelling which even thought it was obvious made me feel very smart to being able to catch.

[wiihtigo]

6 and 7 for casey and also 20 :)c

Ask game

6. What catalyzed their introduction to the plot?

True to her rotten soul, she was summoned to the plot in vp by discourse and disorder in the family. She comes around during a point when Michelle is starting to get sudden positive public attention as goldstar, and since boosters been mostly out of public eye since starting to be the silent protector of the time stream, she’s treated as something of a big new breakout sensation (they’re bored as fuck in metropolis)

Michelle is dealing with some inner turmoil and fighting with booster which she’s been keeping under wraps cuz she’s gods strongest soldier but she sees the attention on goldstar as a way to break away from it all and gain some independence and also as a sort of petty bite back at her brother who is being very annoying at the moment warning her about the dangers of stardom. As if he’s so smart. DIE. She starts spending more time as goldstar the superhero and less as goldstar the time master and is fighting a lot with booster, so she starts looking for her own place and wants to start at university and do all these things for herself (we’re so proud of her. I mean I am. FUCK BOOSTER GOLD) and CUE….. CASEY WILKES

Michelle is enrolled in uni, but she’s still living in the time lab and her brother is driving her fckn crazy every time she’s home. And she’s having trouble adjusting to sxhool life (I imagined she didn’t attend college like booster did, and just kept working out of highschool all the way up till she was dragged into the past) And as if drawn magnetically towards someone else who wants to kill MJ Carter, she and Casey have a chance encounter at a cafe near school and they chat a little. Casey tells Michelle she goes to the university near here too. That’s crazy. We have so much in common! Eventually while talking it turns to venting cuz Michelle was looking a little miserable before they started talking and she accidentally lets boosters name slip in convo. And Casey’s like 🙂 oh thats 🙂 that’s an interesting name. And btw you look. A little familiar? [MR KRAAAAABS I HAVE AN IDEAAAAAA] so from then Casey latches onto her like a leech and eventually gets the confirmation this was destiny and I can’t believe this is BOOSTER GOLDS (I THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD) TWIN SISTER. AND SHES MAD AT HIM? THIS IS PERFECT

And then.. well that’s more middle of the story stuff. And this was asking about her introduction! (Her relationship with Michelle is interesting to me because aside from the friendship betrayal stuff it’s a rare case of her being weirdly friendly- at least by her standards)

7. What attribute of them (some facet of their personality, their history, their look, or whatever etc) would you find most important to somehow preserve if they were transplanted to an AU fanfic?

This is something Marty and I entertain ourselves with a lot actually wondering what fandom perception of Casey and nell would be… in a series bible id include things like… she’s genuinely not insecure. Like at all. Her attitude isn’t masking a tortured soul inside she’s just like that, she’s selfish and thoughtless and delusional. Her childhood was objectively difficult but she really has no complaints about the way she was raised or with her mother. She has her problems sure but they’re in other areas.. you’re looking in the wrong place! She also doesn’t really get .. sad? Often or at all? She’s more likely to feel anger than sadness. And also o feel it’s important to realize how monumentally difficult it is to form a relationship with her IF THATS SOMETHING YOU WANTED FOR SOME REASON. Literallt every relationship she has has been based on her thinking she could manipulate the other for something and then it either morphed into Ok I don’t hate seeing you even without anything to gain or morphed into attempted homicide. The illusion of free choice

20. Free Space #2: Which of your OCs would you most like to meet in person, if they could become real (or you could visit them) for a day?

Oh god. Not Casey. All my ocs are kind of annoying in some way.

Maybe Cain cuz he’s a normal polite boy. I’d ask him to show me his pop two extra arms out of his ribs trick and then id go ewwww lol and ask him to leave

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Jen Tortures Herself With Every Dreamworks Animated Movie Ever: How to Train Your Dragon 2

(*screams in insanely high frequencies*) HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON 2 IS ONE OF THE GREATEST THINGS DREAMWORKS HAS EVER MADE AND SOMEHOW EVEN BETTER THAN THE FIRST AND I AM IN SHAMBLES EMOTIONALLY AFTER WATCHING IT BUT I NEED YA'LL TO LISTEN TO ME AS I SCREAM ABOUT HOW IMPORTANT THIS FILM IS TO ME OK?

Woo, ok, calming down a bit. But can you really blame my excitement? How to Train Your Dragon 2 is just... so damn good, it is so damn good ya'll. It takes everything the first movie did, the characters, the story, the animation, the music, and just... perfects it. It is an utterly fantastic ride from beginning to end and it is one of the main factors as to why I am so utterly head over heels for this franchise (well, it and Race to the Edge, again go watch it, its good).

We return to Berk five years after the first movie, with Hiccup under pressure from his father to take on the mantle of chief. However, danger soon arrives in the form of Drago Bludvist, who is amassing a dragon army. While searching for Drago to try and reason with him, Hiccup reunites with his estranged mother, Valka, who, much like him, has a deep affinity and respect for all dragons. From there, well, damn a bunch of stuff happens, in a story that just flows so well and just... slams you with so many emotions, from sheer joy and wonder to crushing despair and grief. It's a roller coaster, to say the least, one that is utterly captivating and at times, utterly heartbreaking. And I adore every last second of it.

Our returning characters are all fantastic, as usual. I especially love the arc Hiccup goes through here, because while the first movie was in ways, a coming of age story for him, this one truly is, with him struggling to figure out who he really is and who he's meant to be. It's a beautiful narrative about responsibility and leadership, one that Hiccup and Toothless experience together in such a beautiful, parallel way. As for our new cast, we have Valka (who I'm in love with btw) and she's just delightful. The way we get to see her bond with Hiccup and rekindle her relationship with Stoick is absolutely beautiful (AT LEAST UNTIL THE DAMN MOVIE TEARS THIS BEAUTIFUL FAMILY APART WHY CANT THEY HAVE ANYTHING NICE FUCK).

However, I do have to say that the weakest link in both this movie, as well as the next installment in this series... is its villain. The first movie didn't have much in the way of an antagonist, and I think it worked well in its favor. Because HTTYD antagonists... are kind of mid to lame. Drago Bludvist is certainly on the more mid side; he's just... ya know, a bad guy. He isn't really a compelling foil to Hiccup, just some crazy guy who wants to use dragons to conquer people and uses violence to get his way. He's not especially interesting, despite his rather cool design. He's just... there.

But that one minor point aside, everything else about this movie is utterly fantastic. The animation is somehow even more stunning than the first, with so many new dragon designs to see and an even wider world to explore. The flying and fight scenes are so mezmerising to watch, and the music FUCKING GOD don't get me started on this score. It is utterly HEAVENLY, just like the first movie's (also For the Dancing and the Dreaming has me in shambles, I'm still crying, don't look at me). What kind of insane magic Dreamworks used to make this movie look and sound as good as it does? The world may never know.

So yeah, this movie clearly has a major soft spot in my heart. I watched it when it first came out in theaters and absolutely loved it then, just like I do now. Every time I review it, I fall more in love, especially now that I've seen the tie in shows, I can appreciate how they led up to this movie and what details were thrown in that to make them serve as something of a prologue to 2.

As for the movie itself, its such a masterful work of art, one that I'll gladly return to over and over again. Aside from Prince of Egypt, it's probably my second favorite Dreamworks movie overall. And considering some of the other contenders on this list, that's saying something. I love it to pieces, always have, always will. It's wonderful.

Overall Rating: 10/10

Verdict: Hiccup's Mom has got it going on

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[kittymeowmeow999]

Psychosis vent + hurtful men vent ; tw🔪

I went thru this severe episode where I had problems with my coworker who was my friend, she was saying it's like a chore to talk to me now, and that talking to me has ruined her life and now she has no energy to talk to anyone or do anything at all anymore, because I really drained her mentally. She never told me any of this b4, I had absolutely no idea, I knew she wasnt well mentally but I never knew I caused all of it...... I'm so.. I don't even know I'm really hurt I'm so sorry. She was saying really hurtful things to me, my brain cut them out already 😣 I don't wanna remember them anymore and she said I need a reality check and it really hurts, she was saying all I do is vent, she won't have answers to my questions, I make her uncomfortable, 😣 I wish i was normal, i was in a SEVERE mental health episode, I didn't realize till today, I believe I was having psychosis. My mind was extremely disturbing during this time, I was having severe guro thoughts, I was getting like this while I was isolated, and I was having problems I couldn't eat and I wanted to be an unhealthy weight (80lbs), this situation I was losing my mind, I can't even describe that. I 🔪ed myself in this severe episode 😣, I haven't done that in a long time, my mind was severely disturbing in all ways. Dark sexual and guro thoughts were in my mind and I can't even describe it, I wasn't myself, my entire self was altered, I really believe this was psychosis or a very very dangerous severe episode. I don't know how I am living after this experience. There's more to it too, but I'm no longer talking to this coworker. I remember in the messages saying, I don't know how to be normal anymore, I am not normal anymore. This is my worst episode yet, this was 3 weeks ago. And leading up to this, I remember my mind was slowly becoming worse and worse, more disturbing, more disturbing, more disturbing, more disturbing. I'm still feeling off. I did the worst and I checked a guys blog from before and after months hes still making posts about me, I'm feeling really unwell after that, I was doing ok, but now I'm just not feeling well and I'm really questioning myself with how I have never been able to keep anyone in my life for the long-term. But that situation with him, we weren't dating, I thought it was clear, we both said we liked things how they were 😣. And it was brought up how I liked the idea of having multiple 'boyfriends' Bec I made a post about it, he was really really mad but we weren't even dating. He was saying like he can't stop me from this, and I was telling him it doesn't change the way I treat him, I thought he understood and knew but I'm really wondering if it wasn't clear 😣, he was high all the time and when that conversation was brought up again, he couldn't even remember it. It was like this with a lot of things, I told him something important abt me, my chronic pain condition. He couldn't even remember that I had that even though I said it multiple times.. and one time I couldn't make it to work because the pain was killing me, and he got really really mad at me. it was a lot of instances he got really mad at me 😣 and when he had no weed it was even worse 😣😣. He hurt me a lot with insensitive things towards me I still feel like he was like god and I'm just actually a piece of shit. I think at the end he was guilt tripping me when things ended. I called someone daddy in one of my posts and he got mad lol.. but at the end like he was saying all this shit to me like he doesn't 'know' we weren't dating. I don't know I feel like a piece of shit, even though it's his problem he can't remember anything and function because he is stoned 24/7, 30 and working at taco bell, a 'alpha male,' a high ego since he has a massive dick, fucking insensitive.. This was all online btw, my situation with him. Honestly I feel the alpha male statement is all that even needed to be said here. I don't know how to recover anymore though. I was over this, I wish I never checked his blog

I am in my thoughts again, wanting to be an unhealthy weight

The thoughts are coming back, guro 😣 I don't want to be alone anymore, being isolated I am gonna lose it

[frigid666]

Love your recent post on why some women are hostile to separatism btw, I’ve just got to find the time to respond because I have things I want to say!! But the key points are around:

Just because something is generally a good idea for women doesn’t mean it always the case or that it is feminist to do so and vice versa

I think the idea otherwise comes from the perception that “normalisation” is more central than material/systemic forces i.e. the idea women need therapy rather than revolution, or that therapy is the revolution

I have had a controlling male family member who had acted in abusive ways *and also had lower risk tolerance than me*. He tried to e.g. physically prevent me from leaving at night for a walk because it was “unsafe”. I am very resistant to the idea that women don’t get to make their own decisions about how much risk they are prepared to accept.

This also ties in with how much I dislike the “are you calling your female ancestors who were abused stupid” line. I think when my nana was dating excons she knew that that was a higher risk decision actually. No, I don’t think it was stupidity. My abused female ancestors aren’t theoreticals - I come from a long line of family dysfunction but we actually talk about these things!

As you can see, I have a lot to say

are you calling your female ancestors who were abused stupid

this !! i agree with everything u said, but this popular talking point on radblr bothers me specifically. its so annoying that strangers on the internet feel the audacity to speak on behalf of a woman's female ancestors, what they would and wouldn't want. like, actually, i know for a fact my female ancestors would NOT want me to date a woman because they were all standard mexican roman catholics who would think it's a sin. that won't stop me, if i find a woman i love and want to be with, i will defy their wishes, and assume they are too close minded to appreciate the love i could have with a female partner. equally, they would be displeased if i remained single by choice. why do radblr users automatically assume women from the past would be a-ok with separatism and f/f relationships over being with a man?

on the other hand, i know for a fact that they would be thrilled if they knew a female descendent of theirs enjoyed a loving relationship with a man, given the sheer misery they experienced in their relationships. so like, it's not about thinking id be smarter than them if i chose to be with a man. it's just that i have way more material protections/rights than they did. my paternal grandmother was married off by her abusive parents in an arranged marriage; she had no money of her own, no access to education, birth control or protection against the physical and mental abuse my grandfather inflicted on her. she had nine pregnancies total, five of which reached adulthood. all of the women in my family are from one of the poorest states in mexico. they enjoyed none of rights i have right now. they did not know anything about feminism because it was inaccessible to them; they had neither higher education or access to the internet. their families left them alone with their new families that they had married into; no support from them to fall back on. objectively, it is far, far safer for me to be in a relationship with a man than it was for them. recognizing i have more advantages that would make pursuing relationships with men less a dangerous for me than my female ancestors had is not calling them stupid. a lot of separatists want us to just ignore the gains feminism has procured for women for the sake of encouraging female celibacy. normie women would not accept their talking points. for them to do so, they'd have to deny their own experiences and reality, which would end up with them feeling manipulated or gaslit. and is that really an effective way to bring them to the movement?

randoms on the internet need to stop acting like they know another woman's ancestors' wishes better than she does. this is just a larger aspect of why so many women, including rad-aligned women, are so annoyed with separatists. behaving with a lot of self-righteousness and attempting to gaslight women about their own families and interests is never going to go over well. they need to stop insulting other women's intelligence.

[an-aura-about-you]

there is both not much and yet a lot of the book left. the last bit of Handbook for Mortals is gonna take an eternity, I fucking swear.

let's see what Chapter 16 holds:

when we last left our hero, Scheherazade was choking on her own blood because she decided to use real and dangerous magic for a thing she absolutely did not need to do. fortunately, the crew called an ambulance for her immediately, unlike their response when Sofia fell 50 feet and literally drowned.

in fact, I'm sorry, but I am gonna take a detour here to talk about how bullshit it is that we get multiple characters talking about how Sofia only bruised her ego or that she should be grateful that Zade saved her life and spending more time reassuring Riley that he didn't do anything wrong and saying Sofia was probably fine while she was literally in the middle of receiving CPR but when Zade is the one who gets hurt they call an ambulance right away and everyone is super worried as she's rushed to the ICU and Zade is soooooo sad going through these memories of watching the people who love her suffering because she's in pain~

the way Sofia is treated throughout this book is absolutely disgusting.

(thank goodness somebody wrote Sofia into some better stories. what who said that?)

anyway, moving on.

Chapter 16: Justice

-I'm curious to see how we're gonna stretch the events of what's going to happen over six entire chapters.

-pffff Dela drives an SUV. she's a minivan witch. the most relatable thing for me in this book if you'll recall my tangent about my desire to go van camping.

-Dela has put Zade to bed in her childhood room instead of just. starting whatever ritual she's gotta do? ok, maybe this isn't fair since timing can be important, but we're wasting time talking about other shit WITHOUT clarifying what she needs to do to prepare first or saying when it has to be done to be most effective. instead, she's grilling Charles on what Mac knows.

-which leads to another point: why isn't Dela just asking Mac? I mean he's standing right there. he can hear you talking about him.

-oh geez, apparently Spellman's been carrying a torch for Dela this entire time. I thought it might have been a "rekindled in her presence" thing, but not so, apparently. Sofia must have been an attempted rebound, probably one of many, that didn't work out.

-wait a fucking minute, Dela says, "At least you've admitted it to someone," like she wasn't the reason Charles was keeping it a secret. Charles rightfully calls her out on this and she at least has enough sense to be abashed about it. I think maybe Dela knows that all of this was caused by Mac leaving the show due to the misunderstanding he came to from not knowing Charles is Zade's father, something that was NOT Spellman's fault btw.

-ugh I do not need to see Zade's parents stand around and have feelings for each other. I know they're gonna but can they not make goo-goo eyes at each other while their daughter is dying?

-we get a tangent on Charles's nickname for Dela that I am going to spare you from because it is not cute or clever.

-Dela tries to shut Charles's attempts to flirt down and even that appears to be more about her Not Doing This Again and less about Zade Is Actively Dying.

-ok she FINALLY brings up their daughter is dying after he confesses he still loves her. also, we get a paragraph on how Dela was and still is a looker because that's the obvious reason Charles still loves her. like there's a line at the end of that paragraph that she turns not just heads but souls but it just feels tacked on. apparently we can build a relationship on beauty, a solid idea!

-literally a page after Dela rebuffs Charles she's crying on the floor in his arms and says she loves him, too. nothing like your daughter dying to get your woman back, huh, guys?

-ok I need to put this section up as an example for all to see:

[Dela's] eyes glimmered and a small smile crept out upon her lips. She tilted her head to the side thinking about how exactly to explain everything to Mac without causing him to completely flip out. "Perhaps I should start by explaining to you exactly how Charles and I met. It will have to be the quick version for now as we have a lot to do here."

Mac asking for an explanation for what Dela can do that the doctors at the hospital can't is being used as a lead-in for a flashback sequence about how Dela and Charles first met instead of the actual explanation that Dela And Zade Are Witches.

I knew this story was in the book, but I never would have guessed THAT was the lead-in.

I guess we know where Zade got her habit of sharing useless anecdotes from.

-Mac is also confused about what this has to do with anything.

-oh holy shit, we actually get some timeline stuff now! Dela and Charles met in the 70s.

and the chapter ends with Dela beginning to tell the story proper which will be in the next chapter.

dang. that felt short. how many pages was that?

*counts it out*

10 pages? and the last page isn't even halfway full??? the big illusion from the last chapter was longer than this entire chapter!

in fact, how long was the last chapter?

*checks*

36 PAGES????????