#i am in fact not doing ok or behaving normally

[life-is-gaay]

i’m functioning normally i swear. i’m not crying i promise. i don’t need to be comforted i’ll deal with it

[igotanidea]

Medicine: Jason Todd x fem!reader

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„I’m home Ja…..”

The sentence dies on her lips before she can finish it, just because of the view in front of her eyes.

“Jace? What is all this?” she turns around looking at the freshly cleaned apartment and her boyfriend in an apron, standing by the oven, making pancakes. “My birthday are like a month away….”

“Y/N!” he smiles “you’re home….”

“Yeah, I…. um….What?” she frowns in confusion

“I thought I could make you some comfort food. You’ve been working so hard lately and I gotta take care of you.”

“… I..um…” she’s struggling to find words “Thank you… I guess?”

“Come sit, baby. Let me serve you.”

“serve me? Jason, what is going on here?”

“Can’t I just spoil my girl?”

“You can, it’s not like I’m complaining, but…..”

“No buts, baby…. Let me take that…” he takes the grocery bag from her and put it on the counter, grabbing her hand and leading her to the table “and greet you properly” he leans forward and kisses her softly, gently, caressing her cheek.

“Jason…..”

“Shhh….” He put fingers on her lips and kisses her again, wrapping arms around her and pulling her closes. She doesn’t understand a single thing of what is happening, but melts into his touch and ministrations.  Her palms land on his chest, feeling his heartbeat and warmth. But she can also feel something… desperate, longing, coming from him.

Of course, the easiest way to find out would be just to ask him, but Y/N know Jason well enough to not do that. Todd was never known to be straightforward when it came to feelings. She would just have to wait and see, probably using some of the girlfriend tricks.

“How was your day princess? Work still kicking your ass?”

“I’m all better now…..” she smiles “you did all this just for me?”

“all the best for my pretty girl…” he caresses her side gently, looking deep into her eyes “do you like it? Do you want to try some pancake?”

“Of course I do, baby…. In fact, I didn’t have time to eat the whole day, so….”

“You what?!” Jason is appalled by what’s she saying  “My poor girl, you must be exhausted, let me……”

“Jason Todd!!!” she cried out when he lift her off the floor, picking her  bridal style and carrying to the table “put me down, I can walk!”

“No you can’t.”

“Jason!!”

“Can’t risk you fainting on me, baby. I want to take care of you. Let me….. please?” he pouts and stops in the middle of the room “please?”

“You’re using the puppy eyes on me?” she laughs “I invented that technique Jason!”

“pretty please?”

“You’re crazy….” She chuckles “but ok, I’ll let you carry me to the table. Just beware the moment when I get used to it…..”

“I can carry you whenever and wherever you want.” He sits her down on the chair gently making sure she’s comfortable. “just stay here. I’m about to bring you dinner.” he rushes to the oven and brings her a ton of freshly made pancakes, putting them on her plate.

“Jason?”

“Yes?”

“You sure you’re ok? This is not how you normally behave…..”

“Normally?” his eyes widen “I don’t know what you mean. I am acting completely normal. If you don’t want my pancakes………….”

“I do! Damn, Todd. You’re not taking those away from me! I love your pancakes!”

“you do?”

“Of course I do! I love everything you made for me!”

“You do?” his whole face light up

“Mmm….” She mutters taking the first bite of the dish and rolling her eyes at the taste. “So delicious….”

“I have more!” he almost jumps on the chair, super excited like a little kid.

“Ok. Enough, Jason.”

“Why? What? What did I do?”

“We need to talk.”

“Talk?” he says this word as if someone punch him in the face. “Can I hug you first?”

She smiles at him. Oh, she knows what this is about. He just gave himself away.

“Come here….” She moves towards the couch, patting the spot next to her. “Come on Jason, don’t just stand there looking at me like I’ve grown a third eye. You wanted to cuddle, didn’t you?”

“Yes…..” she rushes to her side, wrapping arms around her tightly. Too tight….

“Jace?”

“Yes?” he holds her like a giant, talking teddy bear

“You… um… you’re kind of crushing me…..”

“Oh, oh! Sorry…I’m sorry….” He loosen the grip almost completely, then holds her more again and then loses his composure completely.

“Jace….” She sighs “what is with you today? What’s with the insecurity and doubts?”

“What!? I’m not….insecure…..” he mutters looking down on the ground

“Look at me” she grabs his chin and make him look up into her eyes “talk to me. No bullshit Jace. Talk to me.”

“Maybe…. I am a bit insecure…..”

“Why?” he looks down again “Why, Jason? Come on, it’s me…talk to me.”

“I don’t want you to leave me……” he admits

“You what now?!” to say she’s dumfounded would be an understatement “Why on Earth did that come into your pretty head?”

“I’m……” he trails, but instead of finishing the sentence he captures her lips again, the kiss conveying all his neediness and desperation. And as if that wasn’t enough, both his hands circle around her waist pulling her closer to his chest.

“Jason Peter Todd…….” She tries to pull back, but he doesn’t let her, his lips not leaving her. She’s so soft, so warm, so perfect and he can’t let her go. Never. And if that requires kissing and holding her for eternity he’s more than happy to do that.  

“I love you so much, Y/N…..” he mumbles kissing her cheek, softly, It’s not easy for him to put that feeling into words, and he hopes it would be enough to make her stay ”Please don’t leave me…..”

“Ok, wait, hold back, rewind…” she pulls back again, this time successfully “Leave you? Have you been talking to dick again? Did he made you doubt yourself? I swear I’m gonna kill the Nightwing.”

“It wasn’t Grayson. I was just …. Thinking…..”

“Oh no, dammit. That never ends up good for you….” She laughs brushing hair out of his face. “come on, tell me what have you been thinking about?”

“nothing….”

“Jace…..”

“Why are you with me?”

“Why….. “ she sighs “Jason…. I love you… just because….You don’t just love someone for something. You don’t have to make me pancakes or clean the whole apartment or carry me around. It’s nice, really, but you don’t have to do this. I’m not gonna leave you…..”

“You’re not?” he looks at her with vulnerable eyes, almost begging her to say it again

“Do you see that look in my eyes?” she asks and he nods, a bit confused “Good.” She grabs his hand and put it on her chest “do you feel that? My heartbeat?”

“Yeah…. But….”

“It’s pure love Jason. I only have eyes for you. My heart beats only for you. Don’t ever doubt my love.”

“I’m sorry……”

“Don’t be sorry, baby…. There are so many people in this life, in Red Hood’s life that will try to use us against one another, turn us against one another, break us… you cannot doubt me, cause sure as hell I don’t doubt you. Ok?” she asks softly

“Ok….. Y/n? I love you too, can we stay like this some more? I just want to keep hugging you.”

“Are you less insecure now?”

“Might have to get some more of my medicine for that….” He smirks and falls onto his back dragging her with him, so she lays on top of him. He holds her tight, one hand on her back, the other caressing her hair and kissing the top of her head repeatedly “Yeah, I think it’s working. It definitely is working.”

[ronearoundblindly]

Hi Lexi!

I have a situation for you to think about: how would any of the men you write behave if they were coming home late (after work or a night out) and their partner was already asleep in bed?

Who trips over the couch? Who stealthily sneaks into bed? Who crashes fully clothed? And so on and so forth? I guess it’s a hc of sorts

Hope your wknd was/is great! 💜

Eeeee, this one's gonna be so fun, M! Thank you for such an interesting query 😍--some of these will involve early on in relationships and then later when babe is most comfortable with their partner--some of them are a twinge smutty/soft!dark.

**Oh snap, some of these surprised me too, dearies! Proceed with caution...**

James Mace - The Practical Man

Mace arrives home to assess a 'tipping point' in himself and you. He only does everything as he normally would, exactly as he would do it if you were awake. He tosses his keys those last few inches onto the hall table, turns on any lights he needs, pulls a glass from the cupboard for water, and brushes his teeth with the door open. If you're still sleeping when he's ready for bed, then that's fine. You're clearly tired. He could use rest, too. No problem. If you wake up, Mace likes to tell you about his day, even if your comments are mumbled with closed eyes and all he can do is pet his thumb across your cheek before you dose off again.

He likes sweet, slow kisses goodnight. He'll cuddle if you pull him in, but otherwise, he'll give you space. He doesn't want to overheat you. Mace's one, super-particular bedtime thing is saying "see you in the morning." Sounds simple, yeah, but in space, he doesn't get to--to say it or to see you or to really know it's morning. It's that tiny bit of reassurance that helps him relax into bed.

Curtis Everett - The Stealthy Spice

For lack of a better term, Curtis has night-vision. He never trips over anything, he can do everything in the dark just like the lights were on, and he makes next to no noise doing it. For when you are deep in sleep, that's great because him getting into bed won't startle you. If you're sleeping lightly? You practically slap him.

He's ready for that scenario, too, and grabs your wrists before you make contact. Starting with soothing words, he'll talk you down. Curtis is always sorry to alarm you, but his apology doesn't cover regret that you're awake now because he works very hard, very long days and misses you frequently. His shifts are so long he doesn't have much evening time with you during his work week. (He will, in fact, crash on the couch if he knows you have something big going on the next day and need rest, for what it's worth.)

We all joke that Curtis is a dirty boi, but truly, I do believe that once this man is comfortable with stable life, he is about that booty. He's 'calming you down' with that soft cooing at the same time he's sucking that sweet spot on your neck. Once he releases your fighting wrists, he's groping your ass and pinching your nipples. He'll wear you both out so you sleep again. Please let him. He will beg if necessary.

Jimmy Dobyne - The Handsy Drunk

Ok, I love Jimmy, but he is a pretty traditional dude. He requires/expects a certain type of effort from his partner, so if he's the breadwinner, you fulfill his other needs. He drinks out with friends and co-workers frequently as his way of shaking off a day of manual labor. Not a big texter or phone-talker, this one. Jimmy is more of a physical-contact partner. He has difficulty engaging in long, emotional conversations, so he uses touch to work through frustration. I am not talking about being violent, mind, just rougher at times, and this is where I get the idea of Jimmy being the most dominant of the characters I write for from (save for Lloyd obviously).

Jimmy is the classic man. Could be horny enough to wake you. Could be exhausted enough to just pass out. Could be too drunk to find his way to the bedroom entirely without tripping/running into furniture. All those things: that's Jimmy, and if he's been out late without you at all, it was either from being at work the entire time or out drinking after work. Ok, wait, technically he'll play golf with buddies, too, but they also drink then so kinda the same idea.

Johnny Storm - The Man Who Can't Stop

Hyper. Johnny is gd hyper and needs to be doing things--anything--almost every second he's awake. He tries to be quiet but also forgets to be quiet. He gets restless. He moves around a lot while he sleeps. He has weird dreams but not what he'd call 'nightmares.' Johnny sometimes needs to wake you up in order to calm down. He needs company because imagine how lonely flying is? Sure, the solitude is welcome sometimes, but otherwise, there is no one around. All his adrenaline-junkie activities, i.e. snowboarding, motocross, etc, are solo sports; he has fun with them, but they aren't interactive.

Now for the actual fun part of his return home: given permission from his partner, Johnny will at least begin doing whatever he wants whether you're awake or not, and he really, really enjoys seeing how far he can get before you do stir. Mouth, fingers, or full cock (in that order); it's one extra game he likes to play.

Jake Jensen - Must Wind Down

Jake cannot go to bed right after getting home; he needs at least two hours, preferably three to four, to do non-work things and clear his mind. Usually, it's gaming--when you are already asleep or if you're watching a show he isn't into--but could also be bingeing something with you. Before bed is playtime. Jake has that anxious energy he has to burn off, and when you're already out cold, he will not bother you unless you call for him or come out of the bedroom. Just his way.

He's got the path from door to home office down pat, and he doesn't need any light on to get there (barring something randomly moved or left in the way).

Very important point here is that Jake doesn't drink much without you. He'll have a friendly nightcap with the Team, and they do play actual games while having alcohol sometimes. They don't play drinking games though--specifically, Jake won't participate in drinking games without you. He gauges how much he drinks by how much you do, and he ensures you're both safe to get home/stay somewhere. He never comes home drunk. Loopy tired? Yes. Inebriated? No.

Lloyd Hansen - The Selfish Asshole

Moot point. Lloyd doesn't even sleep in the same bed as his partner. Sorry, gang, he does not give a shit about you or your beauty sleep. If he wants to fuck you, he will go right in, roll you onto your stomach, and take what he wants. That's just Lloyd.

Ari Levinson - Can't Hide His Feelings

He is affected by his day, and whether that means Ari is spitting-mad at some stupid shit others pulled at work or he's raving excited about something coming down the pipeline, he shows it. So, what does that mean for you? It means if Ari wants to be alone, he won't disturb you, but if he needs company, he's gonna wake you up.

It's led to arguments because he does not always think that through. He may have the power to keep his brain turned off while you speak to him tired; you don't really get that luxury. However, Ari is also very affecting in his attention. He's not taking his moods out on you like some of the others. Ari is improving his mood by being with you and will make it worth your waking while.

Ransom Drysdale - Silent Signals

Like two others (Curtis and Steve), Ransom evolves from closed-off/reserved to more open the longer he's with someone.

Ran, at first, does not spend the night or stay for long periods. Once he does, he is still very conscious of personal space (mostly for him and then eventually for you, too). Moving in together doesn't change that for another long while... Ran is slow to warm up.

He does absolutely get drunk and come home boldly horny--by that, I mean, the type of horny that needs intimacy as well--and crawl right into bed for sloppy, desperate, snuggly sex. The level of drunkenness required to get to that point diminishes over time, as his trust increases, but otherwise, Ran refuses to crash on a lumpy, small, angular couch, he refuses to sleep in anything with buttons or zippers or thick seams, and he refuses to compromise on resting comfortably. He will complain--and do so very loudly--if he is not comfy. Hotel staff beware.

Steve Rogers - Ever-Thoughtful

You know, you all know, how much I love Steve, but he's also just slow in his way. He needs lots of encouragement and permission, and, of course, Steve never assumes anything. That would make an ass out of him and his partner. Can't have that. Nope. Not a chance.

There's a wonderful part about this trait though.

Steve always considers you. He always listens to you. He doesn't rush either. So not only will Steve know if you need sleep more than company, not only will he have filed away your mood and body language over the last day and week, but he will also slowly complete his nighttime routine, making zero noise, keeping light and movement to a minimum.

Painstakingly slow, he'll get into bed, wait for you to naturally turn into him, and hold you. He's patient, but Steve is also not afraid to admit he enjoys seeing your peaceful face. He enjoys being right there in case it contorts in fear or pain. He simply enjoys being there, awake or asleep, in love or in support, as much as possible.

Bucky Barnes - Ever-Interested

He's complicated, but the fight Bucky goes through eternally is in his own mind now. He doesn't know where he falls on a scale of brash-young-heartthrob-soldier to brainwashed-loner-skiptime-assassin. He hasn't lived the in-between moments for most of his life. He struggles with that.

Bucky gives in to moments of quiet humanity, sure, but he still defaults to efficiency, even at the cost of comfort. When I say this is a war within him, I'm not putting it lightly. He can't shake what I'll call 'The Calculation.'

What does his own body need in this moment? Is it food or water or sex or sleep? Will getting what he wants jeopardize the next thing he'll need? If he needs food but nothing is available without making noise that will wake you, and he doesn't want or need to talk before he sleeps, then he has to choose based on that. If he needs release but not the mirror intimacy, he has to find a way to indulge in you without waking you.

Except there's a somewhat secret part of this: Bucky always wants you. There is always a part of him craving either the carnal pleasure or the emotional connection or the validation of sex, all for different reasons at different times. He understands the value of possessing you in some way. It's too difficult for him to describe in a way that doesn't make him sound like a scumbag (or so he believes), therefore, Bucky still slips into those Winter Soldier skills to keep his dirty little secret from tainting how you see him: for every night he does wake you--sweet and innocent with cuddles or love-making--there are two nights where he silently watches, thinking of all that he needs or could take from you as he touches himself.

😵‍💫 wait, What was that one???? 🫣

[Main Masterlist; 'Who Would...' List; Ko-Fi]

A/N: This was actually a whole lot harder than I thought it would be. Pretty sure some of these aren't going to go over very well either, but eh, that's my lot in life and we can each see the characters however we want, right?

[writingforatwistedworld]

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere, implied cannibalism, poison, vomiting, manipulation, obsession, murder, blood, posessiveness

Your totally normal isekaid househusband

What can I say? Life is good

Ok, maybe the circumstances the two of you met are a bit... “unusual” to say the least but hey, your marriage is more than beautiful

You go to work, bring home the bread and butter and Trey is happily doing house chores all whilst baking cakes for you

Sometimes he even gives some of those cakes to the neighbors

For some weird reason he won't let you eat those but who am I to ask such things?

The two of you are absolute darlings to the old ladies of your place

Always behaving like the perfect couple, never fighting, never having any problems...

Although you two do get a bit stressed whenever someone asks how you met

I mean, it is a bit unbelievable to say “One day he literally fell from the sky through my roof leaving a huge hole behind. Yes, that is why I needed a new roof that one time.”

So it's always just like “He had a bakery in a town far away from here and we just met there.”

Trey is also great with the neighborhoods children

What else did you expect? The guy has siblings and even though he says “baking with love is nonsense” does not mean he is an emotionless rock

Ah yes, baking... for some reason he refuses to let you enter the kitchen on some days

But that is not important. Maybe he is just deep-cleaning the place. You know, keeping it clean. What is important though are the disappearances of some of your neighbors

That old creepy guy that had eyed you with that look in his eyes? Suddenly gone. But it's sad that the elderly lady who had always spoiled you with sweets, even though you were over the age of that typical stereotype, was also gone

You just hoped she had moved to another place and forgot to tell everyone about that... uh... rather unlikely but hope dies last

Lately you had seen light from the kitchen on some nights only for your dear spouse to come out before you could enter and send you back to bed

He was surely just busy. Ah, what luck you had, meeting him even though it should be impossible

You aren't the only one who thinks like that. He himself knows that your meeting goes against all the odds, and even more, him becoming your partner

Trey is a realistic person. He doesn't realize things so he is also aware that if it was you falling into his world you probably wouldn't even have taken notice of him

And oh, does he love your attention. So much in fact that he can't help but stare through the window at the noisy little bas- ahem, lovely neighbor from behind the curtains, molten gold drilling holes into their head

The first time he did it Trey had to vomit, the stench of iron and something that makes a human run away because it screamed their mortal demise clogged his nose

But he continued, in the morning he had a pretty cake

When he handed it to the older lady he almost felt guilty, then he remembered the time they stole from you which could be spend with him

Then he repeated the process the next evening

When you had asked him about the cake baking in the oven he had told you that it was not for you, a new recipe that he wanted to give another neighbor to try before giving it to you

Good thing you haven't found the bottle of rat poison in the back of the shelf. A special ingredient filled with love just for your neighbors. Isn't he such a great husband caring for the community?

Never for you though. Sorry, darling

[thedreadvampy]

update they messaged me to say they felt I had been very hostile to them the last 2 times they saw me (almost fair - I was very hostile to them 2/3 of the last 3 times I saw them) and "can we address this?"

so I said "no, not really" and they said "well do you know why" and I said "yes, but I don't think I can productively have that conversation with you so I'm not going to." and they haven't messaged since.

suuuucccessss????

there is a person in my life who I Do Not Like Being Around. they trigger all sorts of shit for me that makes me extremely irritable, defensive, tense, reactive, snappy, etc. I think it would be fair to say I hate them in that I see or hear about them and I'm already mentally squaring up.

(and that is an unusual experience for me. I am a dyed-in-the-wool hater of THINGS but I find it fairly difficult to maintain a lot of distaste and anger towards PEOPLE)

but the problem is.

a) I am conscious that I am not behaving rationally. I do not like the person I am around them.

and

b) I canNOT fucking get away from them. they are in basically all my social spaces, and every time I get involved in organising they're there trying to Be In Charge In A Non-Hierarchical Way. They're my best friends' best friend. They're my ex's partner. And even when I'm not anywhere near them people end up talking to me about how irritating they are. they are haunting me.

[afsosville]

Shen Jiu, if he was actually a competent shizun

My HC for how Shen Jiu is like with kids without trauma/healed trauma and shit: Honestly with a person like Shen Jiu, I can only see his interactions with kids going one of two ways, him being so very fond of them, and ofc, how he's like in canon. Ok look, in the third book under Shen Jiu's character description, it said that Shen Jiu definitely had more reasons to relate to Luo Binghe than to hate him yet he still chose violence for some fucked up reason. So yes, I for one headcanon that when he's in a better place mentally, he would choose to be doting and fiercely protective. We've seen that he's capable of being like that with Ning Yingying (and Qiu Haitang), and it's not outwardly obvious, but we can see it with the way she behaves around Shen Yuan when she thinks that's still Shen Jiu. She definitely acts like a spoiled younger sister/daughter who looks up to her guardian and shows a great amount of trust in him. So just imagine if that was extended to all of his disciples.

No coz if he was spared enough kindness for him to actually want to do better, he would choose the first option and emphasize with LBH instead BECAUSE smn gave HIM a chance and emphasized with HIM. LBH and SJ are parallels, and so whatever happens to SJ, it would be reflected onto LBH.

I am dead. I am so dead. I'm bleeding out so fast and goddammit it HURTS- SJ and LBH's whole story hurts sm.

Anyways-

I kinda like to imagine that when Shen Jiu's heart settles on the fact that maybe, just maybe, bleeding on ppl who didn't cut him and taking his hurt out on LBH is a no good very bad idea, he's going to end up over compensating for his whole fucking childhood and the way he projects on him is completely flipped.

"I'm going to treat you the way I wanted to be treated and ur going to feel loved and safe do you hear me?!?"

"Yes shizun (*＾v＾*)"

Here's the thing, he may be fond of his disciples, but he is still shit at taking care of them. He was robbed of his own childhood, so he doesn't know what normal kids act like in the first place. And he has no idea what the typical stages of development are and he would totally underestimate how dumb kids who didn't grow up like him would be. So yeah, shit at babysitting but loves them anyhow, for the same reason he would hate them in canon. (They remind him too much of himself). Idk, him being bad with kids regardless of trauma is so funny to me.

That moment when it clicks for him that he may not hate them after all: "oh gods these brats actually like…me? Me? Fuck what the hell do I do?! This is why no one should trust me with kids Aghhhhh!! Still think they're brats tho :( but they're my brats >:) "

He'd be like Shifu from Kung Fu Panda as a shizun. He's strict, harsh as hell and shows no mercy when training, coz becoming a cultivator/martial artist is fucking hard and requires alot of discipline anyway. So he really is doing his best to make sure his disciples come out on top. Shen Jiu is a prideful person by nature, it's just that his disciples are his pride. He's always there for them when they need him, and he will make sure that none of his disciples will ever have to go through anything he has. He wants to be the reliable adult that his disciples seek out. (He will never let it be known that he seeks his disciples' approval and validation as much as they seek his.)

Really fucking specific but idgaf. My social teacher brought chocolate bars to class and gave them out one time. After a few moments she asked if everyone was enjoying themselves. After she heard us agree she went on a lesson about slave labour and the production of goods in underdeveloped countries. Shen Jiu. Would do this. Because he’s a madman.

And Binghe. He would still end up a little unhinged. Like sure being under a master that abuses you will fuck you up one way but if you had a guardian who will start genocides and watch cities burn for you… It does things.

Shen Jiu is morally ambiguous as fuck and that rubs off onto his disciples. He is still a terrible role model, but his kids wouldn't trade him for the world:)

Would be the type that gives 5 yr olds knives for birthdays, bc he had a shit ton of them hidden away on his person when he was that age and knew how to use them when he was on the streets.

“What? It's an appropriate gift! The kid needs to have smt to protect herself! Yeah I know she didn’t grow up on the streets so what? No need to rub it in. Ok fine! I’ll teach her then just shut up. Let’s go Yan-er, some people just don’t appreciate the value of giving practical gifts WAIT PUT THAT DOWN-”

Is this lowkey self indulgent? Yes. Do I particularly care? No. I just want my favourite blorbos to be happy, is that too much to ask for? My Roman Empire is that SJ probably could've been a crazy good shizun if he had a chance to heal. If you've read The Hidden Flower, then you know exactly what I mean.

I already made a post with all of the soft BingJiu fics ik. I could literally make another one rn where they're just chilling platonically, or even as an adoptive family bc I have no chill like that and read all the SJ fics there is to read.

It's already summer and all I have going for me is my job rn and I am sooooo close to going through all nearly 400 pages under the SJ tag coz I simply can.

[drdemonprince]

Hey! Not public apology anon here, I'd like you to sign off on my behavior in a situation which normally requires significant context and lots of particulars, but am phrasing this question like it's a generalized ask and am extremely (nigh suspiciously) unwilling to actually share any details. I will keep asking until you say a thing I can use in arguments IRL to "prove" that it's ok because you, a public figure I respect, vaguely implied it might be in some contexts. Can you share why this behavior I'm vaguely referencing is not only ok, but actually a universal moral imperative?

(actual question: how often do you have to deal with asks like this? It looks exhausting in its hyperambiguity, to be frank.)

I don't even know if it's about the need to justify one's actions or win an argument, I think high-masking fawn Autistics are just SO constantly anxious about making anyone mad all the time that they want someone to be able to tell them how to properly lead their lives. They want human behavior and morality to be guided by understandable and consistent rule sets that they can learn, rather than having to muddle through their own way and accepting that yeah, a lot of people will not like how you do it.

this is why so many of us are so susceptible to abuse and cults! It sucks. I get questions like this in a large volume every day pretty much. One would think that people would walk away from my book on Unmasking by internalizing that there is no objective social standard for how they "should" live their lives, and that in fact even if there was one, they'd need to violate it frequently to get by as a disabled person... but instead some people just imbue me with symbolic authority and expect me to be the new standard bearer of how a person ought to behave.

it's a little frustrating. But learning to act for oneself and have moral agency in the world is a long process.

[freakartack]

HOUSEKEEPING THINGS

1. MESSAGE TO OLD FOLLOWERS: so sorry that took so damn long. Normally i try not to treat this blog like a job but that was kind of ridiculous so i feel like an apology is in order. I fully overestimated just how much stuff i wanted to draw for this bit and i did not expect my blog to be held ransom by cartoon characters for two months but here we are. Thank you guys for being cool and patient about my hubris! I hope it was worth the wait. And if not, here is your money back. (placing imaginary money in your hand)

2. MESSAGE TO NEW FOLLOWERS: hi. Welcome to my blog! Thank you for taking an interest in my jokes. Because my blog has been held ransom by cartoon characters for two months i should probably emphasize that this is not an ask blog and is in fact just a regular blog, that happened to be held ransom by cartoon characters for two months. I do still draw wario comics though! A lot! So if you're into that, then you're in the right place.

3. THE ASKBOX SITUATION: So prior to mona stealing my login info this april you may have noticed that i shut down my askbox and turned off the lights. There was a couple reasons for that

3a. I accidentally got addicted to the internet

3b. I accidentally got so addicted to the internet that tumblr thought i was a premier hashtag super mario poster presumably solely based on the fact that i did not shut up for five days straight and so for several weeks it redirected every new person that said they liked mario to my blog and i thoguht they were all spam bots so i freaked it

4. WHAT I'M GOING TO DO NOW

4a. Freak it

4b. Just kidding

4c. WARIOWARE CAMPING!!! Currently I am in a tight spot Schedule wise however the next page is well on its way (had been put on pause due to april fools fiasco) and so it should be ready soon. If nothing else this experience has taught me how to pump out a fucking lot of comics so although i intend to make these drawings much higher in quality i will do my best to get the ball rolling!

4c. RANDO DRAWINGS: Also soemthing that I have to work on is not dropping off the face of the earth when I don't have a comic to post so I will be posting some fun little extras in between comics. I sometimes feel guilty when i do that cause i'm like "that doesn't count as a post" which is kind of dumb if you ask me. So i will be posting some art on my art blog going forward

4d. THE ASKBOX SITUATION: THE SQUEAKUEL: So you see my issue is I don't want to get addicted to the internet or overwhelmed or attacked by droves of spam bots and/or innocent civilians BUT i still want to have asks open because i like talking to you guys and i miss it. SO, i will compromise by opening my askbox on weekends, so that way i can have the best of both worlds. Maybe i will expand the ask window later on if i can behave myself but we'll see how it goes.

4e. FIXING MY BLOG THEME: Idk if i'm going to change it back to the pitcher plant pic but i do want to make it not be this. I might make a slightly updated theme that matches my content better so i might put a different warioware banner up there but idk i feel bad kicking out the plant. How are we feeling. The brave little toaster thing in my icon is staying no matter what though sorry.

5. OK THAT'S ALL BYE: Bye

[darkacademiaarchivist]

ok I am once again having Thoughts on Nimona:

This has been said before but Nimona and Gloreth's backstory is so incredibly heartbreaking especially because it never occurred to Gloreth to treat Nimona differently because she's a shapeshifter, she just thought it was really cool and they kept being friends. BECAUSE THATS HOW KIDS ARE!!! Yes kids can be incredibly cruel sometimes (I got bullied a lot, I know) but they generally don't care about what's "normal" or not. Prejudice because of specific differences is taught. It's not something that people would naturally do and maybe that's the reason this movie hit me so hard right now because there's all these people demonising queer people lately and I've been do frustrated with people saying that having idk, two dad's in a kid's book will confuse the children...

Nimona isnt just a queer story because there's canon representation but because of the THEMES. Nimona and Gloreth just gave me the vibes of children who behave outside of heteronormativity and get told that they're not supposed to do that and then internalise all that hater and direct it at people who refuse to fit themselves into a box...

Also the fact that Nimona was just defending herself again a mob of people and was made out to be the monster???? What the fuck man....

[a-random-weeb]

Hiii can I request prince fyodor x fem reader in an arranged marriage troupe? But reader is more of a “adventurous” type but at the time that was be considered dishonorable for a woman much less a royal woman (I’m putting the time of year as 1920-1930ish if that’s ok with you) and she often times gets in trouble or hurt by her “adventures” when she sneaks out of the palace and also despises getting married because she sees that her freedom is limited now.

oh, I like this idea! I'm gonna write for Fyodor because I'm not good at writing for Fyodor and want to try not to make him too ooc. Sorry if he seems off though

⚠️ Ok, he's really ooc, just a warning ⚠️

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You slam the door and fall to the ground, exhausted. You somehow outran a raccoon after stepping on his tail while having fun running through the woods. You look up to see your parents glaring down at you.

"Where were you?" Your mom snarls.

"Aren't you normally both asleep by now?!" You look at them in shock, judging by the fact it's 1 AM.

"Aren't you supposed to be asleep right now?" Your father shouts "You can't keep sneaking out dear, what are you even doing? Partying? You're 18!"

"It doesn't matter, after you get married you'll be stuck inside anyway" your mom sigh.

"I'm not getting marrie-"

"Yes you are. To the prince, it's a business deal. Plus, you'll be a princess, isn't that great?" Your mom beams excitedly "We'll make so much money, and you'll get to be with a hot prince!"

You look up at them in horror "P-prince... As in prince Fyodor?! No!! He's known to be sadistic!!!!" You hop to your feet "You can't just force me to get married!!!"

"We can and we will. Also, you're grounded, stop sneaking out. The wedding is in a week." Your father drags and pushes you into your room, locking the door. You groan, pissed that they have to ability to lock your door. Your room has locks on the windows, you can't escape that way. This whole marriage thing came out of nowhere! And they treated it so casually! You sigh as you flop on your bed, exhausted, you let sleep take over from there.

A week later

Its not over exaggerating to say they had to force the wedding dress on you. You failed to walk in the heels, bit one of the guests, and kept washing your makeup off, your mom was upset to say the least.

"Behave yourself!! Do you want your husband to hate you?!"

"Yes. Yes I do." You look at her with pure determination. You were determined to be as weird and annoying as possible so you could earn your freedom back.

Fyodor P.O.V

I roll my eyes at my parents excitement. Why can they not understand I don't want to get married to some girl with a rich family. She's probably gonna be another stuck up, spoiled, idiot who will be fawning all over me, the fact I'm a prince, and my money. I sigh in annoyance as I stand there, waiting for my 'fiancee' to walk down the isle. Maybe I can play with her feelings, or manipulate her and bring her so down she can't think for herself , just obey my orders, or maybe I can hurt her so bad that- My string of thoughts is interrupted as I watch her ungracefully stumble down the isle. Her makeup is only half done and even so looks like a mess, there's little tears at the end of her dress and she looks like she doesn't want to be here as someone has to drag her down the isle. Odd, normally someone would be overjoyed to marry a hot prince as myself. Perhaps she doesn't know I'm a prince. I chuckle, watching her bite the person who's dragging her, try to run, and then trip because of the heels. She could be quite the amusing one.

When she finally gets up and stands infront of me, I freeze. I have to marry this idiot?! She looks so undignified, I hope this goes well...

Your P.O.V

I stand infront of my soon-to-be husband. He looks well-mannered and dignified, the opposite of me. When it comes time to kiss him, I bite his face. The crowd gaps and he flinches, meanwhile I burst out laughing of the stupidity of the situation. I hear the crowd chatter

"She's so weird."

"Does she have any diginity?"

"I feel bad for the prince."

Our parents force our lips together, and we're officially married.

After the wedding I crash in the hotel our parents rented for us so we can do 'adult things'. Of course, I didn't want to participate, and clearly he didn't either, so we awkwardly lie in the same bed. He looks at me with confusion, so I ask

"What's with that look?"

"I can't can't figure you out." Is all he responds with and continues to stare at me. I proceed to get uncomfortable, so I hop off the bed "I'm going for a walk..."

"I'll come with you."

"It's fine, really!! I want to be by myself!" You awkwardly smile.

"I have the room key, and what if in asleep by the time you get back?"

"Then just give me the key."

"No."

"Why?"

"no."

"Why?"

"no."

"Why?"

"The answer is no, in coming with you!!"

I groan. The reason I wanted to take a 'Walk' was so I could escape and hide at a friend's house, I guess he figured that out somehow.

Fyodor P.O.V

We exit the hotel, I stay completely silent. My new 'Wife' squirmed, clearly uncomfortable. Her intentions were obvious, she wanted to run away, and I can't have that happened. I want this just as much as she does, aka not at all, but at the same time, her running away could cause a lot of future problems I don't want to deal with. The silence as we walk is almost deafening, even for me. The sunset highlights her face, and all that can be heard is the occasional honk from an angry driver, the buildings of the city lights begin to turn off as it gets darker.

Eventually we reach a field with long grass, with a woods just passed, I look at her in confused

"Where are we going?" Her lack of response pisses me off, but I continue to follow her into the woods. I begin to feel like she's gonna attempt murder, she doesn't seem like the type to do so, but I should still be on my guard... I look around, and the second I look away, she runs! I quickly chase her. Did she see something? Is this her escape plan? why in the middle of the woods? It's completely dark out! Apparently too dark for her to see the branch she fell to the ground, cutting herself on a branch. I grab her by her collar, she's unable to run do to the cuts that landed in her her leg when she fell, as well as her rolled ankle.

"Where the hell were you running?! Why were you running?!" I find myself more angry than usual as she cries her eyes out. I throw her and proceed to stomp on her "Answer me!!"

"I-im sorry!" She chokes out. I feel a twinge of guilt, why is she pulling all these emotions from me?! I hate her even more now... I sigh "We're going back. Now." It pisses me off that I feel guilty, but I lift her onto my back gently, making sure not to hurt her more than she already is. I find it adorable when she buries her face in my shoulder. Am I actually falling for my wife?! I sigh in annoyance, she's so clumsy, and annoying, and undignified!... So then... Why do I like her?

Narrator POV:

You bury your face in his shoulder, too exhausted to fight back. You were supposed to meet up with a friend who was gonna let you live with her, but instead, you were being carried home gently.... Wait... Why was he being so gentle? Did he want something? You squirm around a little, flinching at the pain in your leg. He mumbles something about how much you're shaking.

When you arrive back at the hotel he puts you down on the bed and cleans your wounds. You try to get away because of how painful it was, but he just glares at you and holds you down. It's not like you wanted to get married! But maybe he did? After all, at first he seemed so cold, and he still acts that way... or I he? You couldn't tell anymore. What if he hates you and is just acting only to-

"Done!" His word interrupts your string of thoughts as he finishes bandaging your legs.

"Don't move that ankle for a bit..." he sighs. "Don't try to run away, got that?" He glares and you nod. He sighs and climbs over you. "Don't get yourself hurt..."

... He kissed you... on the lips.... Wow...

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Idk maybe I'll do a part two. I still have a lot of drafts to finish though so who knows

This also took me forever to write 😭 plus he was way too ooc, but I hope you enjoyed anyway!

Also, does anyone have any tips for writing pour le Fyodor?

[mybreadsmybutters]

once upon a time, almost a month ago, i came across a worm stranded in the middle of the pavement after a rainfall. it was struggling to get somewhere, but the sun was rapidly drying up the puddles and i knew it wouldn't make it on it's own. i often wonder what my true nature is, in a dualistic "kind vs indifferent" sort of way. do i look past suffering naturally? do i pick the worm up off the sidewalk?

in theory, in which i am typically very brave and red-blooded and masculine, i am not grossed out by things which wriggle on the ground.

in practice, i begin imagining the texture of the worm, were i to pick it up with bare hands. i'm not sure if worms are slimy. it seems like it would feel like foreskin, really dry foreskin. worms taste with their bodies, i think. it is very small, and a very tiny part of the ecosystem, and i could find 20 more in seconds if i went digging.

but this one is right in my path. directly struggling where i have the power to stop it, to end it's pain and suffering, one way or the other. and what is the kind option? is the worm too dried out? the pavement is hot. the air is full of steam. is it dying? dehydrating?

am i the kind of person who can kill a bug? i normally shirk this responsibility by screaming for help, or scooping it up, nicely isolated behind paper and cup and dumping it outside. i read an article once, though, that moving them outside can actually kill them anyways though. so maybe it's kinder to splat them. maybe, in fact, to be a kind person, to end suffering, i need to stomp on the worm.

but it is a kind of murder. objectively speaking, i am acting as judge-jury-executioner. i am looking at this worm, on the hot pavement, sizzling almost, and i am deciding whether it should live or die. i am deciding.

i don’t feel bad about eating meat. i've taken the eucharist, can certainly appreciate a sacrifice, a body on the tongue, a little salt, a little pepper, an extra slice of bacon on the sandwich. could the worm ascertain this, were i to pick it up? taste it on me? do worms even eat meat? i know nothing about worm biology. pathetically little.

when i was a child, young enough to excuse it but old enough to know better, i learned that snails dissolve in salt. so i gathered the snails, with the help of an unwitting friend, hundreds of them. ok maybe like 20. i was old enough to count. all different sizes, all moving slow and with thin, grey, fragile shells that almost disintegrate if you pick them up too indelicately. we scooped them carefully, surrounded them with a circle of salt, and waited for them to try to pass. nothing so crude as an apple in a tree.

several minutes later, my mom came out to ask if i was done with the salt, and found me watching them churn like the muscles in a stomach, one on top of the other trying to get somewhere, bumping against the barrier like cattle in the chute, as salt rained down from on high. she frantically asked if i knew that salt killed them, snatched the shaker from my hand and gripped my brutal wrist. i did not hear them sizzle, or scream, or act like they had been stuck in a pot of acid. they didn't seem to act all that different from how they behaved before.

this thing the worm and i have is very intimate. an opportunity to make up for past wrongs. is my action better than my inaction? worse? does my skin taste like salt?

i am a good person. not a great one. i pick up a stick and try to lift the worm up. this proves difficult. i grab another stick, this one more of a twig, really, and attempt to lift it up again. like chopsticks, but i don't know how to use chopsticks. everyone else knows how to use chopsticks. i'm stabbing the worm now, in essence, which is awful. totally against what i'm trying to do here. i try to flip it along, and it writhes faster and faster, confused, screaming. i feel like satan. i feel like i have been cheated. i begin trying to roll it closer and closer to the grass, more and more frantic, beating it, pummeling it, and it wiggles and cries and prays and i throw the stick down.

i don't cry, but i try to. i reheat a hot dog for dinner in the microwave. in practice, i am a very selfish person.

[mai-komagata]

more sneak peak speculation

ok no more being defensive about this jam, gonna talk about things that i think are interesting/could go places. Feel free to reply with your own theories, just no outright negativity? pls? (I dont mind saying you don't like certain things in the context of analysis, just maintain the basic assumption that the writers are trying to tell a story in good faith).

1. In Charades, Spock learned that being fully human would not solve his problems. Any gains he got in connection with his crewmates, or greater emotional availability had tradeoffs: losing who he fundamentally was. Him not being able to connect telepathically with his mother must have felt like losing a limb if that limb was a childhood memory.

I'm seeing how the crew is seeing all these supposed benefits to being Vulcan. But I think faced with the prospect of being Vulcan forever, greater work efficiency is gonna take a huge backseat to completely losing your identity and sense of self.

2. I commented before on ethan peck's acting, but I love how he always does these subtle things in the vulcan centric episodes. Like in Spock Amok, how he became Gia Sandhu with changes in micro expressions. In this one, it is amazing how he goes from feeling extremely vulcan in his demeanor to just "switching" a vibe and feeling so much more human. His exasperation at his colleagues being rude fucks that think they know more about Vulcan than he does was incredibly well played. Can't wait to see how he unpacks it for them and teaches them to do better -- im sure they will get backlash from other humans, too. He is like the only Vulcan "acting normal" in a room of other Vulcans that don't do it right.

3. I love La'an especially how she looks in askance to the things she does to spock, like "am i doing this right?" sorta how spock looked for his crew on tips about how to behave like himself in "Charades". I need to rewatch it, but it feels like they are all play acting what they think Vulcans should act like, and not quite getting it. People are right, they are playacting Vulcans, because that is what they think is expected of them.

4. I love the depiction of the increased sensory perception, almost like they are tripping. I love these investigations into neurological differences, as a person with a lot of sensory overload/sensory seeking behaviors, I appreciate those being displayed in characters. The neurological differences not being "just culture" is what I loved about aliens being portrayed as aliens. How does culture evolve from the material realities?

5. I do like that Pelia and the rest of the bridge crew didn't expect them to complete tasks faster. But they do. The purpose of them being vulcan was not to be hyperefficient. It was a side effect that is tempting to this workaholic crew, but not the purpose of the transformation. I especially want to see how La'an reacts to this long-term.

6. WTF is up with the lirpa? Why do they have one? How is it required to contain radiation? I mean it looks badass but I need more context to their mission.

7. bonus: scotty is so cute. we are so lucky he got added to main cast. This has nothing to do with the episode. I was just so happy to see him.

8. secret bonus thing: I mentioned this in another post, but the fact that their hair grows/is braided/is different is such an amazing visual language. I like them being willing to play with costuming to tell a story here, instead of just having ears/eyebrows. It is a very novel storytelling technique. It reminds me of the end of "These old scientists" where the cartoon aesthetic is used to depict the feeling of orion drinks. SNW being willing to play with the medium of the message is so unique to modern sci fi.

[retrobr]

Lazytown Shenanigans Pt. 3

I can state with all confidence that "The Holiday Spirit" episode is one of the best episodes in the whole show. I was smiling like an idiot while watching it and nearly cried out of joy in the end, THIS WAS SO FREAKING GOOD OMG-

But I need to calm down for a minute.

So,

"The Holiday Spirit."

This episode has very strong found-family vibes in my opinion. I just wasn't able to help myself but feel warm and fuzzy inside when I was watching characters interactions; they are so precious to me... And, as I mentioned in the very first "Lazytown Shenanigans" post, I absolutely adore Christmas atmosphere in the movies and such stuff, so it was the first signal that I might like this episode.

But let's talk about the most important detail of this episode: Robbie's behavior. I just- I- dudes. WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?? HE WAS SO NICE AND SWEET, AND OH MY FREAKING GOD I AM ACTUALLY CRYING BECAUSE OF THIS?? 

He didn't even do anything bad at all. AT ALL. I mean yes, it all started with the fact that he wanted to get a gift, but the whole thing kinda snowballed and after that he started behaving better and better. I mean, he was pretty happy to help Stephanie and other folks, and oh my god, this excitement in his voice when he greeted the gang... 

And the fact that he actually wanted and tried to be nice for once. He didn't do any name-calling or nasty things; he didn't even react to Sportacus' appearance in the house (but we'll talk about it a little later, mmhhmm.) HE EVEN VOLUNTEERED HIMSELF TO COOK A FUCKING TURKEY, AND THE GANG ACTUALLY INVITED HIM TO THE CHRISTMAS PARTY, AND HE WAS SO FREAKING HAPPY!! This once again confirms that people love him even when he acts not that well and he also loves them too, secretly of course. I want to cry this is so precious 😭😭

And the final scene when the kids and others went to his lair to congratulate him personally, and the expression on his face when he saw them all... My heart is melting; I can't stand this amount of adorable interaction between kids and Robbie. God bless them 🥺

Speaking of adorable interactions, I literally shed a small and very manly tear in the scene when Santa visited kids without any presents, and they convinced him that it's totally fine. Santa is just so nice, and I can't stand it when such wonderful and kind characters are sad. I literally want to cry again while writing this (I'm a very sentimental and pathetic creature, you guys should be aware of that lol.)

But let's touch on the topic of a little funny thing. Robbie's turkey knocked out Santa's sleigh. THE WAY I SNORTED WHEN I SAW THIS OMG 😭💀 And Sportacus' reaction like "what the heck was that-" WAS JUST A CHERRY ON TOP I CAN'T-

And finally, my darling beloved Sportacus and Robbie. :]. Their interaction was, oh finally, pretty nice and normal, even from Robbie's part, which surprised me VERY much. As I mentioned before, he didn't even react when Sport appeared in the house to help the gang, and WAIT. About the helping part: the very first person who he helped was exactly Robbie; and please don't tell me that "um, actually Sportacus needed a ladder and Robbie was stuck in this ladder mlem-mlem-mlem 🤓", I WHOLEHEARTEDLY ADORE THOSE DORKS, JUST LET ME BE DELUSIONAL FOR A MINUTE OK?? 

And HOOHEE that moment when Stingy and Robbie didn't appear at the Christmas party, and Sport sent the gang to find Stingy and went to Robbie's lair himself. Sorry I have a heart attack and I can't think straight, but HAHSHJAKA HELLO 😭😭 AND THEN ROBBIE PEEKED OUT OF HIS LAIR AND HIS HAPPY LITTLE "Sportacus 🥹" KILLED ME AND MY POOR DUMB HEART. HE DIDN'T EVEN INSULT HIM. FOR ONCE. I already said that but I want to cry, this episode is a golden one for me

I think I need to stop right here because I can ramble a lot and well. Yeah I should stop. Thanks for your guys attention if you read it till the end, as always :D

[mikuni14]

Sing My Crush

I binged Sing My Crush and absolutely loved the series. I liked practically everything, from the main and side characters, the interesting and innovative type of the villain and the conflict he created, the fact that the "11th episode drama" has its mostly external causes, that one of the ML falls in love twice and it's treated completely normally, that the story is interesting and well narrated, both MLs are equally likable and I was cheering for both of them, there was no separation at the end, which I totally expected, all problems were solved practically right away.

What I also liked is how both MLs reflect the "cat and dog energy", but in a way that is not irritating. I especially mean how typical a "puppy-golden retriever" is Im Han Tae. But he is the way I like, that is, this "dog" energy gives him only good features, i.e. absolute loyalty, optimism, willingness to help, the need to save and to care for other people, sincere and bubbly personality. And what's especially important to me about the "puppy/sunshine" personality type, which the series NOTORIOUSLY fail to do right, is that these characters sometimes come off "stupid", BUT THEY ARE NOT STUPID. It's just that someone else is taking advantage of their good nature and good intentions, and their belief in the goodness and good intentions of other people, or that they're being caught off-guard and need time to think.

Unfortunately, many shows create scenes for characters like this, often intended to be comedic, that "puppy" literally behaves stupid, or like a pre-pubescent boy in a man's body, and in some extreme cases like someone who, sorry to write this, appears to have some intellectual and developmental disabilities. The perfect example of this type of character for me was this guy from Love Tractor, which made me unable to finish the show because I felt so bad watching this 20 year old man act like he was raised in the jungle, who doesn't understand what's going on with him and his body and is completely freaking out. To me, mentally he was literally a child, I felt sick watching him as a love interest of a grown man.

Being child-like is ok when it is part of a personality that is open, trusting, cheerful, eager to explore the world, and curious. Being child-like as a mental level of an adult person is not ok, to me it's just creepy.

When I started watching Sing My Crush and I saw Im Han Tae I thought oh boy, here we go again, another man-child. And you don't know how happy I am that I was wrong. Im Han Tae has all the best features of the golden retriever personality type and is also smart and acts like a guy his age. Unlike many characters of his type in movies and series, he never runs away from his feelings, he confronts them and confronts Han Ba Ram, and when he needs time to think, he doesn't spend it avoiding and hurting in the process his love interest, or feeling sorry for himself and freaking out, but actually thinks the situation through . Like an adult. And he always, ALWAYS, tries his best not to hurt Han Ba Ram, even when he's angry with him.

Similarly, Han Ba Ram, who is portrayed as a typical "cute" and withdrawn character with "cat" energy, is not stereotypical, but also smart, has his own life outside of the romance, his own worries and desires that he doesn't want to "burden" other people with and is a good person who worries about others, and definitely tends to be self-sacrificing. And yes, he's incredibly cute and cries prettily (I thought I'd die and just turn into a puddle of goo when he started crying after boxing class 🥺🥺) and he's soooo adorable and I'd do anything for him (as well as Han Tae who is such a great character).

Ok, I will stop here, because of the chaos of my thoughts regarding this series. Unfortunately I binged the series with only one break, instead of writing my thoughts after each episode, which is the best way not to miss and organize all my reflections about the series 😉 Anyway, I highly recommend this series, I don't think there are any major, or even minor flaws (ok, maybe too much music, but the title says it all, also the singer's voice is really nice). Wow, this year Korea is spoiling me, this is the third series that I like so much 🤩

[anime-villian-irl]

@simeon-lovergirl you're a fucking moron. Hobie's age is up to interpretation and he's a black teen. We look older than we actually are it's part of the territory.

I just saw this comment you left in the post.

Ok firstly. Why the fuck are you insulting them? In which moment did they spoke bad to someone?

2nd No. Hobie's age is NOT up to interpretation he is literally and officially confirmed to be 19-20.

3rd Wow, you can see that he is black!

4th just read Simeon's comments on that matter.

Here, I'll quote them for you:

@medovzs LMAO the skin color of a teen doesn't define or has anything to do with how that teen acts. If you are talking about those situations of racism which forges their character, then surprise! I am POC myself so i know what does it feels like. I know how any normal teenager behaves, and i know how adolescents who have been marginalized behave, especially for racist causes. And Hobie is seen to be mature, he doesn't act like a teen. 1

2 i get that can happen by a lot of reasons, i also got that "you're mature for your age" but if you check the fandom, they all collectively agree/got from the movie that he's like 19🤷🏻‍♀️

They are also POC. They know what it is to go through racism, and what this racism entails in the personality and maturity of the person who suffers it.

Apart from personal maturity. Let's talk about physical maturity. The fact that you say that all black people look much older than they are is wrong. Why? because you generalize to a group of people, a racialized group on that matter. And that can perpetuate some stereotypes of your own people.

Hi anon

Im sorry for what I said. What I should have said was that we look older than we actually are most of the time not all of the time.

Speaking from personal experience I myself have been mistaken for an adult since I was twelve.

Also just because most of the fandom got something doesn't mean there right. Majority does not equal correctness.

And for hobie not acting like a teen.

He did.

In the way he interacted with pav, his friendship with Gwen , his disrespect for authority, his jokes. That's a fucking teen.

Teens can be mature Babycakes there not all brooding teenagers who don't know shit.

Hobie is traumatized, formally homeless, and killed the president as well as probably several cops. He has been Spiderman Wich is basically being the writers punching bag for three fucking years. He isn't going to act like a normal teenager.

I am not saying anything that has to do with racism so I don't know where the fuck they got that from so I'm jot going to touch that.

I don't care that they are also poc. I don't care if there even black. They are wrong and I am correcting them. And if you dearest anon aren't black don't. Fucking. Comment. On how I talk about my own community thank you doll.

In conclusion.

Hobie browns age is up to interpretation. And it's okay if you anon or Simon or whatever the fuck their name was. Thinks there an adult. Good for you! Just stop shitting on those who don't think the same as you.

[strangepersonthefirst]

Hey so guess what.

Normally I'm all "the sun bleeds, the rays sear my cells" or whatever madness BUT GUESS WHAT NOT TODAY SIT DOWN FUCKASSES. WE'RE DISCUSSING.. THE ASTRAL HAS PHYSICS AND RULES, YOU CRETINS. as always, ignore new agers. Ignore them saying you can't go places. make them shut up. Ok, moving on. A lot of people in the deeper astral spaces will be like "Magic supercedes all!" NO. Magic is a function of physics in the astral behaving along 3 intersecting properties. This is SHARED UPG other people I know HAVE COME TO THIS ON THEIR OWN I implore anyone with comments to hold their fucking shit. Property One: Energy. this is the common one that everyone and their mother throws around, and guess what! this is physics as physical knows it! you get to obey these rules! now, the rules *are* more complex in the astral due to the increased influence of the other two intersections, but GRAVITY EXISTS. you cannot fly just by thinking about it, you have to spell it out to reality. Now, there is the mental plane, but that is a can of worms i'm not the expert to spill about. go to @omkara-observer they are my friend they need the people. Property Two: Thought. Cue the unholy screaming from the new agers about thought is reality, no shut up. Thought refers to archetypes, common patterns, and the perception of the world. This is the stuff that really, really backs certain spells. people are thinking about concepts, even in physical craft! relations, the way a color matters, all of it, ALL OF IT. this is how a spell works, this is how a spell functions, and this bit? this is how you fly. You convince yourself via archetypal relations- IE, Heat rises, and then you use Energy to apply the thought to yourself. (I am now hot enough to rise in the air.) there's also the fact most realms in reality are super lose, so doing the above is easier for pretty much everyone if you're not, say. on earth or in a dense realm. but you STILL need to use a spell to do the flight think. Property Three: Soul. This one is wayyy more interesting to me, because this is where stuff gets weird, and it looks like magic starts breaking the rules. I don't understand the whole scope myself, but I can try to explain. In short.. We all have stories, fate and binds and thoughts that accumulate in ourselves, life and emotion. Reality shares this, because reality subsists off all that is, and if people have souls, then surely reality must share- at least in part, those properties. To push what makes a soul unto the world takes enormous energy and skill- enough that anyone claiming this skill is someone I take interest in.. and seems to break the rules of reality, because in a way, you're bending the rules a little. Not really- everything is still A-OK.. but if there was say, A story of flight as a child- a moment of weightlessness. You could push that unto reality and expect freefall, and that could be aided into flight. These things are rules for the astral... mostly because physics and shittery. I can't explain soul. I can explain the magic that runs Soul, I can't explain why soul is a property or it's importance. It's too fuckin weird for me to get into human skull.