#i cannot resist protective lesbians

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PLS PLS PLS GIVE US POLLY KICKING D WORD MATTY IN THE SHIN LORE AHHHHHHHHHHH *that’s me screaming at the top of my lungs omg*

buckle up, babies, it's lore time.

basically, on tour, when there's no show on a sunday (or even if there is, you'll do this before or after), you and the girls (polly and gabi, and if charli and mrs mac and carly are around they'll join in) congregate in someone's room to drink wine and eat snacks and gossip and watch a movie. sunday sesh. and you all agree to make a point of continuing it after tour each week or every couple of weeks, just for a catch up, alternating whose house you're all meeting at. the first sunday after tour ends, it's your flat at 6pm. cute, nice, fun.

unfortunately for you, quite literally as soon as the plane landed back in london, you and matty sped back to yours and have been holed up in the flat doing nothing but fucking (catching up on all the sex that was impossible to have on a packed tour bus), so fervently that to be completely honest neither of you have any idea what day it is anymore. so, yes, as you can imagine, sunday comes around, and you're practically none the wiser.

anyway, you and your boyfriend order a takeaway for dinner. the intercom buzzes, and nobody speaks, so you figure it's the food. matty - shirtless, literally wearing grey sweatpants and nothing else - says "babe, you get the plates, i'll go to the door for the food", and you - wearing underwear and one of his t-shirts - agree.

the door goes. matty opens it and goes into a coughing fit. because, as you've probably guessed by now, it's not the food at all, it's the girls. all of them. and they look HORRIFIED. carly nearly drops the literal box of wine bottles in her arms in shock, but gabi grabs them before they hit the ground.

nobody really seems to know what to say, until matty decides to awkwardly lean against the doorframe in an attempt to be casual and asks "so... what are you doing here?" - charli folds her arms and says "you answer that question first, healy", and he's like "um. hanging out". polly squints at him (she doesn't have her glasses on) and says "is your face wet? why?", and matty literally cannot resist smirking and saying "you're really asking me that? they could revoke your lesbian card for that, mate"; she scoffs and kicks him in the shin like "don't be such a twat" (but she does it harder than she means to and he's genuinely like "ow! pol!"), while the rest of the girls start groaning in exasperation at him being crude like "oh my god, i can't believe she's fucking you" and "give me strength" and "well, the slut uniform makes sense now" lmao.

meanwhile, you're back in the flat wondering why matty's taking so long, so you pad into the hallway like "baby? everything alright?", and when you hear what is unmistakably mrs mac screech "baby? what the fuck?" you blanch as you realise what day it is and run to the door to save your boyfriend from the wrath of the girls. like, you stand in front of him protectively (he puts his arms around your waist it's very cute) and muster up a smile like "hi girls. forgot it was sunday. soz. how are things with you all?", and mrs mac is like "don't deflect, sweetheart - explain. now", and you sigh like "you'd better come in. matty, babe, could you wait for the food while i talk to them for a second?", and he says "of course, darling", and kisses your nose to further noises of disgust (and an "awww!" from carly lol) as the girls make a beeline for the living room.

anyway, you're like "can i have two seconds to make myself presentable?", and charli's like "absolutely not. spill" - you take a deep breath, and you tell them everything. i mean, not the d word stuff, but the rest of it; you're like "first of all, just to preface, because i know you all worry about me - it's serious. very. we're in love, guys", and despite themselves everyone smiles. gabi's like "how long have you been, y'know, a thing?", and when you're tell them that it's been like 7 months "but we wanted to wait until tour was over to say, so nobody thought it was like, i don't know, just a fling while we were away together, or that he was taking advantage of me" they're all like "jesus. alright".

matty comes back into the room just as polly says "you've seemed a lot happier on this leg of tour, to be honest. so has he, actually", and he giggles when you quip "yeah, well, it's nice having someone to fall asleep with in hotel rooms. and the other stuff that happens in there". mrs mac takes a long drink of wine and winces as matty snuggles in beside you and digs into idk chow mein or whatever, and she's like "the realisation that all of your sex stories were about matty... i feel a bit ill. i should not have asked for details about the hot tub. or the time i caught you having phone sex on the bus. or the time i heard you through the wall and you told me it was the best sex you'd ever had. christ"; matty's like "best sex you've ever had? aww, babe", and you roll your eyes while he kisses your head but you smile and kiss his hand. carly giggles like "you guys are actually really cute, you know. adam thinks so too" - matty sits up straight like "carly you did not tell the boys please tell me you didn't", and charli's like "of course we did. had it in the chat before your girlfriend even appeared. also they're on their way over, squizz and john and all, so i'd put some clothes on unless you want them to rip the piss out of you even more than they're already going to". you giggle while matty groans and trudges off to get a shirt and some leggings for you, and on his way back mrs mac corners him in the hallway and says "you know i love you, and i'm actually really glad you're happy and you're dating someone who's not a dick. but i love her just as much as i love you, and i promise you that if you ever hurt her, healy, i WILL castrate you with a pair of nail scissors. got it?"; he's like "jesus alright. but i won't hurt her, mate. she's it for me, really. gonna marry her one day. m'serious", and she beams like "oh, that's lovely. still. i'm keeping nail scissors in my bag from now on. just in case" lol. but yeah! that's how everyone finds out about you and matty lmao

[marinetteplztakeabreak]

Miraculous ladybug season 5 episodes (released so far) guide:

For my lovely friends who cannot recall which episode is which (sidenote, if you havent seen season 5 please remember that a very brief memory-jogging summary is not gonna give you full context and please just watch the show if you wanna know what’s going on)

Evolution: time portals, gabi chooses violence against teenagers over saving his loved ones, alix is put into witness protection

Multiplication: Alliance is announced, Adrien quits his job, no one can find Félix

Destruction: Gabi attempts to doxx Ladybug but is foiled by the power of scavenger hunts. Then he cataclysms himself

Jubilation: gabi uses spyware to doxx ladybug real? psyche! It’s just marinette’s old friend in a costume! Also Ladynoir gets married and has four kids and then gets divorced and never speaks of it again

Illusion: “i’ll make you pancakes any day, son.” Gabi is so divorced and in a custody battle. Nino creates the Resistance and akumatizes Gabi on purpose for intel

Determination: adrientte goes back to the wax museum with luka and kagami as wingmen. Marinette fails the date successfully by finally deciding that chat noir is so hot

Passion: Natalie gives Adrien romance advice and gets akumatized on purpose to fight her ex-husband. Ladynoir kwami swap happens.

Reunion: old-fashioned stuffy ladybug calls chat noir a silly little clown boytoy but ladybug will not be stopped from loving him even more

Elation: glaciator 3.0

Transmission: crying sobbing in bed, love confession, rejection, the kwamis decide the depression has gone too far

Deflagration: kittybella, gay rights, five seconds of ladrien, that adrinette hand-raising thing, my entire life

Perfection: “i love moo,” dolphin love song, kagami turns into a cloud for a minute

Migration: luka goes into witness protection

Derision: marinette traumatic backstory reveal. Adrien tries to maim a man

Intuition: gabi is dying. This is his own fault. They are in outer space

Protection: adrinette cute picnic date, look how polyamorous-coded they can make kagami

Adoration: power of lesbians so strong it convinces marinette to say i love you to her boyfriend

Emotion: diamond dance, argos reveal, red moon, laying on the floor bathed in moonlight and wailing rights

Pretension: kagami is slightly kidnapped but then takes over her own kidnapping and gets to trauma dump. Marinette insults Gabi’s pancakes

Revelation: someone Finally gets doxxed! It is Gabi. Lila becomes a conspiracy influencer and a class rep

Confrontation: lila tries to ruin everyone’s lives by messing with their class schedules. marinette is 12,000 steps ahead of her. Lila’s wig is snatched

Collusion: evil police robots are a thing. Bustier is a confirmed lesbian who craves the proletariat uprising. Ladynoir says guillotine the elites. chloe is mayor. Superheroes are illegal.

That’s all that’s been released as of today (may 28, 2023)! Please dont mention leaks on this, this is just a reference for keeping track of released episodes, okay thanks!

[genderkoolaid]

It’s weird because I love my non-binary and genderfucked siblings, I have two friends who have “weird” “cringe” genders and I love them and I think they do gender so well. But I’m scared that by “demolishing” the gender binary, I won’t get to be a binary man anymore. What does that mean? I want people to see me on the street and think “he/him”, I want people to think of me as heterosexual when I show affection to my girlfriend. I want to be a binary man, and I don’t know how to do that in non-binary world

Playing with gender and fucking with it is good and I fully support people doing that. But I do not want to be seen as anything other than Pure 100% man, I have been constantly called “they” as a way to undermine my masculinity and refusal to gender me properly by people who know my pronouns. I don’t want to be seen as anything other than a Man. I want to be associated fully with masculinity, I don’t want to seen as a lesbian, I don’t want to be seen as anything other than a heterosexual man. Not even that I don’t want to be seen as a lesbian, I don’t want to be associated with lesbians. I’m a trans man, I’m a MAN and my attraction to women is heterosexual, and I cannot accept ideas that tell me otherwise because that would cause me to misgender myself, and I’m tired of being seen like that When I say I’m a man I don’t mean “butch boy girl lesbian” etc etc, if someone wants to be that and fuck up everything, I appreciate it, but I feel uncomfortable with them saying they’re a trans man because when I say I’m a trans man I mean a MAN as in binary man

I think its very good that you started this by acknowledging that this is a product of fear and anxiety. Its important to understand that that is where this is coming from.

You are insecure about your manhood. That is not an insult. Its entirely understandable to feel that way, especially as a trans man. There was a post a little while ago where I talked about how trans men can fall into toxic masculinity, not because its a product of being a man, but because trans men more than cis men (solely in terms of gender) have their manhood scrutinized and devalued. Manhood is a rat race & trans men are fucked over from the start, so we have to try 10x harder to be seen as Proper Men. That leads to a constant pressure to perform "proper" masculinity to the fullest extent possible to try and avoid having your manhood discredited, which can be not only emotionally damaging but legitimately dangerous.

But you need to understand, and I say this with love: this is a you problem. It is not other people's responsibility to change how they identify to soothe your insecurity about your manhood. Other people's identity, in fact, means nothing about your own. Someone else using a label you use to represent a different experience does not mean you must also share that experience, or that you cannot use that label to describe your own.

You are, understandably, fearful that your manhood (which is already constantly being scrutinized and attacked), will be further devalued if "trans man" can also mean "lesbian". You share a community and a label with those men and as a result, their genderweirdness feels dangerous. They feel like a threat to your being. This is not dissimilar to how cishet men react to visibly queer men in their communities and families: "how will people think of me, as a man, if they associate me with a man like that? I need to stop him from being a man or make him be a man right in order to protect my own manhood." This is how the patriarchy functions; make every man constantly compete with each other, under the threat of violence if they fail. Its not your fault you feel this way- you are made to feel this way on purpose because of the patriachal panopticon that makes us self-regulate- but it is your responsibility to work on yourself and resist the urge to view other men as a threat to your manhood.

"Bi lesbians" existing does not mean that people will/should assume every lesbian is bisexual, and for men to use bi lesbians as an excuse to harass lesbians is lesbophobic but not the fault of bi lesbians. In the same way, "lesbian trans men" existing does not mean that people will/should assume every trans man is a lesbian, and people using lesbian trans men (or nonbinary people for that matter) as an excuse to misgender straight trans men is transphobic but not the fault of lesbian men. In both cases, lesbians who have felt pressured to be attracted to men and trans men who have felt pressured to be lesbians see this new fusion identity as a threat to their own as a traumatic response. That fear is valid, but we need to understand that its our own fear. Its not their fault that bigots tried to pressure you to be a certain way, and their identity does not mean that those bigots were justified in any way. Other queer people are not the enemy.

If you care about your genderweird friends- and I don't doubt that you do- its important that you recognize where this fear is coming from and take steps to confront & cope with it. I don't like when people use "fragile masculinity" as an insult; fragile masculinity is part of what keeps the patriarchy running, and men with fragile masculinity need the compassion that the patriarchy will not give them. So please know that when I say you are insecure about your masculinity, I'm not saying you are doing a Bad Thing. You have been made to have a fragile masculinity as a way of controlling you, and now you need to work on healing that in order to have productive and healthy relationships with other queer people (and people in general). You can't support other queer people while also viewing them as a threat to your own manhood, even unconsciously. It requires a process of strengthening your identity as a man and not letting anyone or anything make you feel like it can be taken away because you (or someone you are associated with) Did Manhood Wrong.

You might want to check out @gay-otlc. He's a straight trans man who's talked about the issues straight trans men face, while also being supportive of lesbian trans men, and his blog might help you out with dealing with these issues. In general when it comes to identity issues, I think its very important to see and interact with other people of your identity, especially those who are confident and able to confront/cope with bigotry in healthier ways. I wish you the best, anon.

[topazadine]

Oh I should probably introduce myself

I'm Cam, a thirty-something writer in Cleveland, Ohio. Frankly, I'm terrible at introducing myself because I'm socially awkward. I'm also terrible at talking about my own work.

Then again, that's kind of par for the course for writers.

Writing Stuff

I've written over 2 million words of fiction (yes, I swear), approximately 1.6 million of which is hosted over on Archive of Our Own. The other 0.4 million is held in reserve for monetary purposes, but you'll soon be able to read a portion of it on Amazon.

My original fiction is set in the Poesyverse, which centers on the struggle of two nations separated by a nigh-on impenetrable mountain range formed through poetry magic. Since the goddess Poesy intervened to protect the Bremish people with the Rimuk Mountains, Sina has fought to colonize their enemies, while Breme resists through the use of High Poetry.

Poesy (as yet unpublished) focuses on Cerie Korviridi, a High Poet forced to betray her beloved Breme when she is kidnapped by the Sinan royal family. Snatched away from all she holds dear, Cerie desperately misses her brother Uileac and brother-in-law Orrinir - the only family she has left after Sinan forces slaughtered her parents. This decades-held resentment is made all the more explosive when her kidnappers demand that she use her High Poetry to solve the centuries-long war between their countries.

Not only does she need to choose between escape and acquiescence, she also finds herself paradoxically drawn to the Sinan princess, Haniya Aina. Both women find it impossible to escape the amorous clutches of a sworn enemy - and find themselves betraying their patriotism for the good of both their nations.

While I tiredly wait for some agent to recognize how special and good I am, I have been busy writing side stories that focus on different characters from the Poesyverse.

Right now, 9 Years Yearning is live on The Everything Store; this story tracks the slow-burn, friends-to-lovers arc of Uileac and Orrinir, both young soldiers in the Bremish military. You'll cringe at how dumb and oblivious and teenage-boy they are, but that's part of the fun!

They will be the feature characters in several other stories I'm working on cleaning up.

I will also publish a novella focusing on Mordrek Willets, a Sinan spy who gleefully joins Cerie on her mission to wreak havoc (because of course he does). What Is Cannot be Unwritten explores his murky past as a Sinan Intelligence Services officer, including his adventures creeping across the Rimuk Mountains to explore Breme. It features a tragic love story that ends in … death by transmogrification?? It's weird and gross. You'll love it.

Person Stuff

As for me personally, I am the loving pet parent to two incredibly lazy pit bulls named Clark and Wendy.

Wendy is the yawning one. As I said, they are lazy.

My other hobbies include knitting, photography, horseback riding (hence the annoyingly precise descriptions of horses in my books), and miniatures (the dollhouse kind, not the Warhammer kind).

Look at this horse I got to play with in West Virginia! Horse!

I am a single lesbian (hello, ladies). I've been diagnosed with bipolar 1 for over a decade; I also have PTSD and dissociative amnesia, both of which significantly inspire my work. For work/professional stuff, I'm a SEO writer and hold a Masters degree in International Relations.

I'm pretty shy but friendly, so don't hesitate to ask me things about mental health, writing, etc. Even if I don't respond to OC games and such, I do appreciate you including me!

[obsoleteozymandias]

Hello! May I please request a BG3 matchup? I hope this format is alright with you, but if not please message me and I’ll fix anything!

Hello I’m Mik

- Human Bard, ginger wavy hair , green eyes, 5’3” , She/her , Lesbian

- Very Feminine, likes to smell good and look nice, she is small but has a slight cubby ness to her, weak, little to no muscles, relying on wit instead!

- ENFP, ADHD , and chaotic good

- Enjoys the outdoors, singing and dancing! She once heard talking and music help plants grow so she often gives the forest a show!

- She collects small rocks always and will make time to build a fairy circle during rest periods!

- Desperately wants friends, but can be taken advantage of quite easily, something she hates about herself. She looks for praise from others quite often !

- Stubborn and determined !

- She cannot detect sarcasm!

- She is stronger than she thinks she is.

- Trauma filled but happy and bubbly on the outside!

(Thank you again for your time!)

🐱

== Baldur’s Gate 3 ==>

I match you up with…

Shadowheart

Pre-relationship:

Shadowheart’s walls are built up pretty high early on, and so, while I imagine you’d want to be closer with her, she resists. 

(She does find you very pretty and attractive, although she won’t mention it to you.)

Later though, when she starts to joke around and throw witty quips at the others in the party, you can finally begin the beautiful path to friendship, and maybe even love. 

She’s silently pleased with your energy and happy attitude. She herself can be quite dour and she can forget the good in life often, but when you sing and dance around her, or show her the fairy circles you’re building, she feels the weight of her heart lift ever so slightly. 

Confession: 

She’s subtle in declaring her affection for you at first, and doesn’t say anything that may give her away outright. But the gleam in her eyes and the way she kisses you tells you that she reciprocates your feelings fully.

Relationship:

After the Gaunlet of Shar (which I have always played to have Shadowheart save the Nightsong), she begins to truly involve herself in your relationship. Before, she couldn’t prioritize you over her faith but now? She’s ready to spend her future with you. 

She loves when you sing to her when you two are alone. The sound of your voice soothes her in a way nothing ever has, and, especially if you sing a love song or ballad, she finds herself falling ever so slightly more for you. 

She’s protective of you to a fault. She knows you can be easily fooled, and before it was more of a source of entertainment than anything. But now? She’s gotta keep your ass safe, whether that’s through teaching you how to defend yourself, how to spot scams or lies, or simply stepping in when she feels needed. 

It feels nice to be relied on, and nice to be the protector, in her mind 

At the end of the day, it’s just a silly extraverted easily distracted bard and her moody but goodhearted girlfriend against the world. 

[sarcasticgaypotato]

Well if you INSIST... ;) As you might’ve gathered from the last post, Mara is in a Curse of Strahd campaign, but no major spoilers here.

Freshly stuck in Barovia, Mara teams up with a group consisting of a fire genasi sorcerer named ‘Priscilla’ and her human fighter bodyguard named ‘Vayle,’ an aasimar paladin named ‘Beau,’ a rabbitfolk bard named ‘Quince’, and another fighter of, at the time, unknown race, but unnaturally tall and very pale, named ‘Alecto.’ The group comes to name itself ‘Community Dagger,’ who you can see here in some adorable art from one of the other players!

Mara and Alecto hit it off immediately with Mara tending to Alecto’s wounds and Alecto taking a protective role in battles. Alecto’s mysterious, but then again so is Mara- who has not told anyone of her condition or why she hides her face, leading to the only way of reading her expressions being the movement of her ears, which stick out of her hood.

Some one-on-one bonding and intense emotional scenes later, and Mara is the first to discover that Alecto is in fact a Deva- an angel who cannot permanently die, but loses some of her memories every time she perishes. She barely remembers who she is or what her life was, but she knows that she has a son who was kidnapped and she is going to get him back.

Mara, a holy woman, is naturally a little shocked at this realization, and quietly panics under her veil because this entire time she has been having some not-so-holy-thoughts about Alecto and her very big muscles, and it might be a sin to think about an angel like that- she’s not sure. Mara’s a big ol’ repressed lesbian nun- complete with intense touch starvation on account of the ‘I can’t touch anyone with my bare hands or they’ll die and I literally have a kiss of death’ thing.

Still, she swears to Alecto that she’ll do anything within her power to help her find her son and the two of them gain another relationship heart in this gothic dating sim that we’ve forced our DM along for the ride on.

If I recount the entire almost year-long campaign we’ll be here all day, so I’ll just go over the biggest Mara bullet-points.

- In a fight against one of the villains from Priscilla’s backstory and his pet Displacer Beast, Mara rolled multiple natural 20s on animal handling checks and managed to not only keep it from attacking, but sway it over to her side. She named the beast ‘Ghost,’ and proceeded to have frankly supernatural luck with further animal handling checks (including another nat 20) leading to a well-trained, friendly giant murder-cat that trails behind Mara wherever she goes.

- Alecto is naturally the first one to see Mara without her veil in a moment of trust and vulnerability,

(Mara art from the incredible @bondibee​!)

But Mara wasn’t looking quite as good as she does in this picture. Mara’s necrosis is rapidly getting worse, reaching all up her arms, across large portions of her face, and over her heart. Mechanically this is represented with an unavoidable, resistance-ignoring 2d10 necrotic damage anytime Mara’s blackened skin is touched (or if any vampire-spawn are stupid enough to drink her blood...). Damage which, fun fact, stacked with the spell ‘inflict wounds,’ which Mara was forced to have prepared every day. Less fun fact, this is actively killing Mara. Her goddess’s protection is holding back some of the damage, but she’s on borrowed time.

- So in the last post when I said Mara’s mom died of a mysterious sickness? That was a bit of a lie. Elora Delune, Mara’s mother, got very sick very rapidly, asked Mara to care for her siblings, and then was gone the next morning. Presumed dead and mourned for as such. ...Guess who’s undead? Mara’s mother, who had also contracted the same necrosis as Mara, ended up in Barovia, succumbing to the rot and becoming a feral, tortured undead that Mara and the others were forced to fight. After an emotional fight, Mara managed to get through to her mother enough for Elora to ask Mara to put her out of her misery, which a grief-stricken Mara agreed to.

- Mara’s necrosis + inflict wounds combo (affectionately named ‘nasty touch’ for its ability to do, at the time of its last use, 7d10 necrotic damage that ignored resistances with a 3rd level slot) found itself being used in a time of need, despite Mara’s hatred of performing harm and especially of using the necrosis. Then it was used again, and again, until Mara was struck with horror at just how easy it became to excuse its use in the heat of battle. In the wake of a fight with an outcome Mara blamed herself for, she resolved not to ever use it again.

- After a long emotional journey of accepting her own mortality and recognizing that she had been living half-a-life on ‘pause,’ Mara formally asked her goddess to stop holding back the progression of her illness and let the cards fall where they will, accepting whatever comes next, be it cure or death. She also asks her goddess to instead watch over Alecto, as the two of them continue to get closer.

- Mara’s appearance is gaunt and drained of life, blackened veins snaking all across her body. She gains a vulnerability to bludgeoning damage as her bones are brittle, and any piercing or slashing damage releases black smoke that reduces her ability to regain hitpoints. She grows weaker and despite her attempts to insist the group continues as planned, they all insist on finding a cure to save her before anything else.

- This results in the group finding themselves in a temple deep underground filled with pools of holy water, where Mara decides to try an unorthodox method. Alone save for Alecto nearby, she wades into the pool and uses a high-level moonbeam to illuminate the water with radiant light before submerging herself and intentionally drowning herself. Letting the holy water fill her corrupted lungs, Mara might’ve died if not for Alecto’s Healing Hands giving her just enough hit points to survive the intense onslaught of radiant damage and near death via drowning.

Pulled out of the water at just the right moment by Alecto, Mara is on the brink of death but at the same time, reborn. No trace of necrosis remains, leaving her skin its usual purple-ish hue, her features lively and seeming nearly a decade younger, but most importantly, her touch? Harmless. The two embrace in the midst of the temple, sharing a moment that very nearly could’ve become a kiss... but not quite.

- Finally free from her curse for the first time in hundreds of years, Mara is overwhelmed with emotion, full of hope for the future that she always dreamed of; settling down and raising more children, living a quiet, domestic life.

...Then she got bitten by a super powerful werewolf within 24 hours and was cursed again. (’curb your enthusiasm’ theme plays)

With ‘Remove Curse’ not being strong enough alone to break the curse, mission ‘fix Mara’s curse 2: electric boogaloo’ gets put on the to-do list.

- But... on the bright side; Mara and Alecto admit their feelings for each other, finally share a kiss, and have a night of playful mischief together pretending to be young again. This comes after months and months of delicious simmering away of gay feelings on both sides, and is to date one of the sweetest romances I’ve had the joy of participating in. The monochromatic moms are one hell of a duo.

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There’s Mara Post part 2! I’m still leaving out plenty, but this post is long enough as is. Mara’s terrible luck with curses currently remains, and although Mara is eager to be rid of her lycanthropy, I’m personally having a lot of fun with it. ,

This character is genuinely so much fun to play, partly because of how very different than me she is. Maternal, wise, and inexplicably French-accented.

[viragodude]

Viragoism: A proposition by Caracal

As anti-transmasculinity picks up and non transmascs increase their lack of support/understanding of it and us, i believe it is best to propose an alternative: Viragoism.

What is Viragoism?

Viragoism is a more radical strand of men’s liberation feminism that emphasises on the liberation and self sufficiency of transmasculine people and transmasculine communities, taking inspiration from queer anarchism and marxist feminism. The term originates from the archaic “Virago”, which can me defined as the following: “a woman of masculine strength or spirit; a female warrior.” I use virago in the context of gender transgressions against the patriarchal notion of masculinity; in which many transmasculine people, butches, and masculine-aligned nonbinary people often possess. In this spirit, the virago MAN is the biggest threat to patriarchy.

Why Viragoism?

Viragoism exists as an alternative to transmasculine people who feel increasingly alienated within trans spaces and cannot gather solidarity with non transmascs. Solidarity with other transmasculine people, materially, is the only option we can have left. Viragoism differs in Men Rights Activism in the sense that MRAs are dominantly cis male-oriented, and such are more resistant to the transmasculine plight; either tokenising us or not being able to propose ways to fix our oppression, with them being patriarchal plants and whatnot. Viragoism is the third way of most “intersectional” transfeminism and Men Right Activism. This is not to say that Viragoism can’t be mixed with transfeminism; as it can theoretically be compatible with the tenets of transfeminism.

How does Patriarchy and Capitalism affect transmasculine people?

Patriarchy, and subsequently capitalism, shackle us to where we are. Patriarchy guards masculinity viciously from transmasculine people, and will go lengths to do so; whether it be medical gatekeeping, legislations in which affect our ability to transition socially/medically as well as our ability to recieve reproductive care, and more nefarious methods such as infantilisation, erasure, corrective rape, institutionalising, and even murder. Working class transmascs, especially that of black transmascs, are unable to recieve medical transition let alone DIY hormonal treatment due to their status in capitalist society and, unfortunately, the legal barring of testostrone; as it is considered a schedule I substance in the US. The recent repealing of abortion rights in the US greatly poses a risk to all transmasculine people, as our chances of sexual assault and pregnancy as result have skyrocketed. The frustrating thing is that we are erased from the topic by cis feminist and some transfeminist movement; egregiously viewed as mere “collateral damage” in many conversations. Patriarchy and its footsoldiers (e.i. TERFism and Gender Critical ideology) quite literally seeks to rape us into detransition until we submit to its vision of us to live in coerced femininity, or we ultimately commit suicide.

Anti-transmasculinity and its manifestations in our system and non-transmascs

Anti-transmasculinity, or transmisandry, or transandrophobia, is the specific oppression in which transmasculine people are put through in Patriarchal society. It has many manifestations, especially through how we are socialised with. The ways it manifests are:

Infantilisation. You’re likely familiar with it through TERFs/GCs and their “save the little girls” and “save our lesbians” movements. This implies that transmasculine people have to be protected from their own decisions, and that we cannot think for ourselves. Ironically, non-transmasculine trans people also do this through the incistence of not allowing us to theorise our own oppression; intentionally or not.

Fetishisation. Transmasculine people are fetishised in very specific ways, either being expected to be sexually submissive (gay transmascs are especially plagued with this sentiment by cis chasers), or are fetishised via our body parts by (often times) cis lesbians who cannot fathom the idea of us losing our breasts. Fetishisation and Infantilisation are often intertwined. Unfortunately, non-transmasc trans people are guilty of this as well; e.i. the concept of the “soft boi” branding that plagues many trans spaces.

Corrective Sexual Assault, and sexual assault in general. This manifests in the idea that transmasculine people need to be raped into detransition in order to be a “proper woman”. Sexual assault can also be used to humiliate us for our gender transgressions against the Patriarchy, and to further its alienation of us as “false men”.

Institutionalisation. Though mostly in the past, this is still a wound that is fresh with many transmasculine people today. Transmasculine people were often sent off to mental institutions due to the Patriarchy’s fear of our transgressions against its relentless gendering. Our identity was/is viewed as a mental illness, one that must be cured with conversion therapy and coercion into femininity. Many GC “mothers” today often punish their closeted sons with this when they react against their oppression.

Specific Medical Gatekeeping and Mistreatment. Transmasculine people are often gatekept and abused by our own medical system. This can manifest in intentional misgendering, the classic “you’ll regret it” chats, medical fatphobia for fat transmasculine people, and the many loopholes it takes to even recieve testostrone via many insurance companies. Transmasculine people are also barred from reproductive care, as many are forced to use their ASAB (assigned sex at birth) to even get proper care. Worst of all, transmascs are even denied this treatment if their gender marker has changed or if they even are deep into their transition.

Ostracisation from communities they previously were apart of. If you’re familiar with lesbian discourse, this may serve as a proper example. Many transmasculine lesbians (who might have been in sapphic spaces prior to transitioning and still identify as such) may end up being removed from such communities for even identifying as transmasc, and for daring to transition while identifying as a lesbian on the basis of the whole “well lesbians can’t be men” argument. Other communities may even ostracise us BECAUSE of our approximity to masculinity.

Anti-masculinity and comparison to cis oppressors. If we aren’t being infantilised, then we are abused for our relationship with masculinity. In some queer spaces, we might be seen in the same vein as our cis male oppressors, and this is especially prevalent in how non transmascs interact with us; often branding us with the deragatory “angry man” stereotype when we even remotely try to explain our experiences in the gender discussion and express frustration. We are viewed in the lense of “Shrodinger’s Man”, either being soft bois in need of protection or an oppressor that must be silenced. In a similar vein, we are often placed as guardians in service of other queer/trans people except ourselves, expected to lay our lives to protect all but us.

Murder. In extreme cases, our transgression is so great that it is an affront to our life. Transphobes could potentially kill us because we are transmasculine, and i cannot help but pinpoint a couple of wellknown cases; that being Brandon Teena and Malte C, two transmascs that have been killed on the basis of their gender. Malte C was killed putting himself between an angry homophobe/transphobe and a lesbian couple, his killer uttering “you will never be a man” before striking and killing him. This martyrdom, though for a good cause, is often echoed as the expectation of many transmasculine people, as stated before.

Non-transmascs are complacent in anti-transmasculinity whether they refuse to believe it or not. Education does nothing, and so naturally it is assumed to keep them at an arms distance. Many can be truely good allies, but most will likely not be on our side. It is for this reason that transmasculine people must rely solely on other transmasculine people, and build solidarity with each other. Unfortunately some transmascs will likely fall into the same traps as non transmascs do, and it is best to either educate them or not engage at all.

Anti-transmasculinity Affected and Anti-Transmasculinity Exempt

There are two categories a Virago can use to sescribe themselves and others; Anti-transmasculinity Affected (ATA), or Anti-Transmasculinity Exempt (ATE).

Anti-Transmasculinity Affected: Trans men, transmasculine nobinary people, intersex people, butches, multigendered people and some AMAB nonbinary people.

Anti-transmasculinity Exempt: Trans women, transfeminine nonbinary people, cis men, cis women, and some AFAB nonbinary people.

ATAs bear the brunt of anti-transmasculinity, while ATEs do not. Intersex people’s experiences often vary, as well as AMAB nonbinary people’s experiences. ATEs generally do not understand how anti-transmasculinity hurts us; often partaking in it themselves.

What is the end goal of the Virago Movement?

Total liberation. Liberation of all transmasculine people from Patriarchy, from capitalism and its hierarchies, assimilation, and from anti-transmasculinity. We can achieve this by resisting these things through transmasculine solidarity, love, and direct action. Support fellow transmascs, and to ATEs: help amplify our voices. Transmasc workers, form unions and aid fellow transmasc workers against capitalism and discrimination.

My ask box is open to those who have questions.

[frigid666]

one of the most important things american women can do to show real solidarity to women in other countries is adopting eco + anti-imperialist values into our feminist goals. political celibacy from dumb americans is not going to help topple the patriarchy in other countries. for as much as the radblr girlies talk about iran/s. korea/china due to the spike in consciously single women, women opting out of beauty culture, (which are all things american women are doing too), they never ask themselves 1. what conditions enabled these women to be able to opt out of partnering with men and 2. how can we help them advance their goals? in these regions and others? the answers to any of those questions is not "not fucking or dating a male."

getting the u.s. and its CRIMINAL political and economic meddling out of other countries is what will lead to an increased opportunity for the women in those countries to make progress. the reason places like iran are as bad for women as they are now is because of u.s. intervention and the chain of events it started, as is the case for most countries that have the poorest human rights recognition for women. countries that are destabilized or exploited via trade agreements/embargos have little chance to thrive, resulting in the economic/social repression of women. women who are not empowered cannot build an effective resistance or counter-culture. this is intential sabotage by the united states that is directly contributing to the suppression of women globally, and american women could be organizing dissent against it.

american women need to be doing more to align ourselves with feminist efforts in other countries, but i don't believe our sexualities are the thing to leverage bc american women are more privileged than that. we have some tangible political power due to our higher levels of financial independence, and we need to mobilize to protect this freedom so we can wield it better. this is not placing a moral judgement on any woman, it's literally just a fact that with more financial/physical freedom, women have to barter using their sexuality less because they have access to tangible resources at their disposal and not j access to their body/marriageability.

most of the women who took the course (100+ hours) to become victim's advocate and volunteered in a women's shelter with me were not single, childless celibate women. a woman's celibacy is of little political value in (and outside) the u.s. bc a lot of us have the option to do that at no/low risk already. making celibacy the focal point of one's activism is just lazy and defeatist (for american women). not sleeping with guys is EASY, it's literally a non-action. it's also intuitive atp bc males are often a huge headache to deal with. as polls that have been going around tumblr have shown, a disproportionate amount of bi/straight women on here ARE celibate. so i don't know why snarky comments like this is necessary?

a radical action is supposed to be risky. something ive been seeing slowly happen is the REDEFINING of "radical action" to mean "not fucking/dating a jakey" (🤡). so of course some women are getting up on high horses bc they automatically consider themselves radical actors and better feminists than other women by virtue of opting out of certain lifestyle decisions that others don't want to... like if a non-feminist normie woman is able to do it, it's not radical action...

the women i volunteered with gave their time and their money to help other women and their kids. some of the women were mothers, others childless, some were students, some were coupled. my instructor was a bad ass married lesbian with 2 kids (one of which is a son). having so many women coming from different walks of life was actually probably better for the whole program; one of the biggest obstacles to overcome when communicating + building rapport with a CSA/r*pe/DV/trafficking victim is distrust and fear of judgment. making a true connection is about trust, and we trust those who we feel really understand us and our situation. that makes every woman's life experiences valuable assets, and yes that includes what her relationship status/experience is! a woman who can model what participating in a healthy relationship looks like, and a woman modeling what being celibate and the unique challenges of existing as a single woman in the current society provide essential testimonies.

the one way i think american feminists should modify their dating choices to express solidarity with other women is by eliminating military men from our dating pool (and unpopular opinion but i wouldnt date a military woman either). not only are they likely to have been hostile/abusive to the women in their ranks, they also have a penchant for brutalizing brown people (esp women + children) in other countries, and later joining foul career fields like police/border patrol (wherein they also routinely abuse black/brown women + children in their custody). shame on any woman who says she is a feminist while building an entire life with imperialist scum. like if ur gonna date a man, he should at least be anti-military (as it is not only a industry of death + destruction, but also an ultimate symbol of male chauvinism).

organizing for anti-imperialist and environmentalist causes is HARD and requires a greater amount of engagement with other leftists, which radfems on here don't seem willing to do bc most of them are neo-liberal women who haven't gotten over their fixation with individual choice, but they will have to get over this hang up if they want to inact real change. quietly choosing to not fuck males + not engaging in beauty culture are all fine things to do, but ultimately we have to prioritize political engagement and commitment to specific projects, not lifestyle choices, in order to judge who is an asset to the feminist cause. this hyperfocus on lifestyle choices is actually what reeks of liberal feminism + female socialization 2 me... like we're literally gossiping about who's dating who, who's still wearing makeup, etc etc. it's dumb of liberals to believe women can fuck our way to liberation but it's also dumb of radfems that we can somehow abstain our way to liberation.

If a woman walks into a feminist group and the focus is more on whether she has given up men or not rather than what the group can accomplish for women at the moment, that would seem to me like an ineffective feminist group focused less on female class solidarity and more on identity discourse and personal small-scale choices/actions. Keep in mind that I totally agree that individual action, like never dating men, is never wasted (in fact, it's something that men as a class are very afraid of) and women should be encouraged to stop dating men. But why is it the most important? Does the y chromosome in her vicinity impede her ability to organize a protest for abortion, or a pornography boycott campaign, or an abortion fund, or writing an email to her university about period equality for students and staff?

[meltotheany]

Goodreads | Amazon US when i heard sapphic medusa reimagining with a dark academia setting, i knew i couldn’t resist reading this for too long. and this book is that! and i really loved the romance! and i will always love seeing women getting revenge and healing the way they want to heal against horrible acts committed against them!! but this is a dark book that really centers on sexual assault at this college, so please use caution and take care of yourselves while reading. (i would say just skip chapter 2 when the on page rape happens, but different assaults happen and are discussed throughout this entire story.) after chapter two, we get to see lex almost a year later, back at the university that did nothing to protect her and everything to protect her rapist, and she is ready to get that revenge that she deserves. she is also ready, with the help of her sister, to take revenge for people who feel voiceless and put fear in the men who walk around campus feeling untouchable after making people feel voiceless. but when a girl who is supposed to be part of lex’s personal revenge starts to feel like something she has always wanted, things get a little more complicated. i really liked the romance in this. going into this book, i was scared because i knew it had a revenge element, but i didn’t feel any weird power dynamics, there was no bullying towards one another, and i felt like both girls just truly liked each other from the very start. i also felt like luna’s journey in realizing she is bi was really thoughtfully done and realistic. and i also really respected and enjoyed lex’s portrayal for always knowing she is a lesbian. i know the salted pasta water is still crazy, but the sex scenes were actually extremely well done – maybe some of the best i’ve read. and i just really enjoyed watching this romance unfold. i just really respected what this book and story is, and i wish we got more books like this. i wish we got more empowering books about women getting revenge on the people who have committed these acts that our broken systems don’t accurately punish them for. And i also wish we got more books of just girls falling in love, girls discovering their sexuality, and girls having all different kinds of relationships – some quiet, some loud, some slow, some fast, some light, some heavy. (i feel like some of the comments i am seeing about the romance/sex in this book… you all are not saying this to the 500 m/m romances we get every year. i really appreciate this story and what it is doing for so many reasons, but also the reason the baseline fact that we need more sapphic stories of all kinds.) i also “enjoyed” (it feels weird to say that for this but…. i just think it’s an important conversation) seeing the discussion on how men/society can treat lesbians because the world cannot fathom someone not being attracted to men in some shape or form or way. How people will say you’re just confused, or you just haven’t had a good experience with a man yet, because it is impossible for some people to wrap their minds around their own unimportance (and their misogyny). i am pan, but i really respected that being shown in this book, because i sadly do think that is a reality for so many people who aren’t interested in men romantically or sexually and it should be talked about (and unlearned) more. overall, i just really am happy this book exists for many reasons. i loved the sapphic romance and seeing these two girls heal and realize that they deserve good and safe things, maybe even with the unconditional help and support from one another. and i also really respected what the author did with these darker themes and the helplessness people often feel. i’m not saying this was a perfect book by any means, but i am thankful for it and i really hope this author writes more sapphic romance in the future, because i will be preordering. trigger + content warnings: rape and sexual assault (on page, many different depictions, and talked about through the entirety of this book), not being bel...

[wizzard890]

You can call yourself a lesbian but condoning R*ylo is peak heterosexuality. Embarrassing and disgusting

You're right anon. It is embarrassing and disgusting. What could be more wretched, more tragic, than the moment Mickey Mouse burst into my apartment, astonishing me as I laid in a feathered robe on my bed, the midst of polishing my strap-on?

What could be more terrible than him leveling a begloved, corpse-white finger at me and demanding I morally condone a hot goth kissing a magic ingenue?

I tried to resist, I really did. I clung to my lesbian accoutrements, calling on the spirit of Leslie Feinberg to protect me, but to no avail. The Mouse forced a heterosexuality card into my hand and in that moment, it was all over. My pussy closed for business, my cats deserted me, and I started researching super bowl buffalo chicken dip recipes.

God, if only blockbusters weren't the only way to ascertain goodness. but the Bible (a thing I know about now, because I'm straight) is clear on this issue. As Christ said:

Ye shall know them by their ships. ... A good tree cannot bring forth evil ships, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good ships. Every tree that bringeth not forth good ships is hewn down, and cast into the fire. Wherefore by their ships ye shall know them." (Matthew 7:15 - 20)

Wise words.

[gatheringbones]

["Southern humor, especially I think, plays with irony, with several levels of truth and lies. That's because truth, like justice, has been pretty besmirched by white Southern culture, a culture built on a great lie: that Native Americans and Africans were less than human and therefore could be killed or enslaved. A complimentary lie is the lie of normalcy (taught so well in Southern Sunday schools and churches): Jesus (fairskinned and blond) loves me, so I am normal and good (white, straight, Christian), better than those deviants from the norm (Blacks, queers, Jews, for instance). This notion of normalcy is really quite unnatural— a lie— since everyone is a bit peculiar. People lie to protect each other and themselves from what is falsely established as truth. The habit of white lies is the heart of Southern manners and civility and the great gentleness that exists, along with great violence, in Southern People.

Again, let me illustrate. Last year I called my parents in my Alabama home town town to wish my father happy Father's Day. My sister, who was visiting, answered and gave me the big news: "Mayab, Mayab, something TERRIBLE just happened. They caught the Methodist preacher shoplifting at the Revco drugstore!" When my father got on the phone, I said, somewhat amused, "Happy Father's Day— I heard they caught the preacher shoplifting" (haha). His woebegone tone let me know immediately that mine had been all wrong. My father: "Yes, I just got back from the jail" (his voice here slow and sad). Me: "Do you think he did it?" (trying not to be too inquisitive.) Him: "Well, he said to me, he said, 'John Fletcher, I got caught doing something I shouldn't have done.'" And my father said, "Mayab, I wish he hadn't told me that. I wish he hadn't told me."

So here you have a situation where an entire town expects a man to be— or pretend to be— abnormally perfect, as the preachers in small towns must be; and when he cannot live up to it, the whole situation is potentially tragic. He and his family can be destroyed by people who might sorrow to do it, but who cannot conceive of challenging the community's world view. Given this situation, the best thing to do is, as my mother says, "Lie like a dog."

Another example of this instinct to lie out of kindness shows in the story of Lisabeth, a woman who lived with her two sisters in the house behind mine all her life, until she died this year at the age of eighty-three. Now I knew in my bones that Lisabeth was a lesbian, as well as I know that I'm one. She always encouraged me in my dykiest attitudes. She saw them rightly as the strongest, clearest parts of my personality. When my mother called this year to tell me that Lisabeth was dead, she explained that Lisabeth was buried in her best brown pants and t-shirt— and that she, my mother, had worn slacks to the funeral because "Lisabeth never did like me in a dress." My mother said, through our tears, "She was a sweet, strange little thing." Strange. Eccentric. But NOT lesbian. My mother resisted that interpretation. On a visit home the fall before she died, I had suggested to my mother, quite discreetly, that Lisabeth and I had things in common. My mother did not answer then. She did manage to inject gratuitously into an entirely different conversation the next day: "You know, Lisabeth REALLY DOES like men," her main evidence for this being that Lisabeth would terrify my sixty-five year old father every night when he brought over her supper by asking him to get in bed with her— which she must have known by that time was like crawling in bed with Death. My mother interpreted as sexual interest in men what was clearly to me revenge. And she resisted my naming Lisabeth lesbian out of protection for her, a protection the entire town had extended most of her life, protecting her from the truth of her life, which they thought could not be uttered because they knew if it had been, they might have had to destroy her, rather than to reject the communal world view (which, itself, could not be changed, ordained as it was by God and Robert E. Lee).

Lying, then, is built into white Southern life. As Southern mothers tell their Southern daughters, "If you can't say something nice, then don't say anything." And great silences loom around the supper table. The diary of Mary Boykin Chestnut suggests the historic dimension of this need to deny the truth. She is visiting Mrs. Jefferson Davis in 1861, at a time when the war wasn't going so well for the Confederacy: "Went to pay my respects to Mrs. Jefferson Davis. She met me with open arms. We did not allude to anything by which we are surrounded."

And in my white Southern Family, much got swept under the rug— dust, arms, feet, skeletons, dead squirrels, whole bodies."]

Mab Segrest, My Mama's Dead Squirrel: Lesbian Essays on Southern Culture, Firebrand Books, 1985

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

Iideku headcanons, because I love them and I’m lying to my psychiatrist:

Y’all… y ‘ a l l . . . Y ‘A L L

Study dates

They bake together a lot and you can fight me on that. It’s very chaotic and very adorable

They carry each other. Iida was opposed to it at first, but he finds out that he’s a hit touch starved, and eventually gets comfortable with izuku carrying him around. Izuku always blushes, but he also loves when his significant other holds him

Ah, the pet names. You wouldn’t think of Iida as a pet names kind of guy, but he is (I will die on this hill) they think it’s adorable, others think it’s annoying after a while. Uraraka makes fun of them.

We already know izuku would do anything to help anyone; but Iida would do a n y t h i n g for izuku. It’s four am and izuku is hungry? Iida is out of bed waiting with snacks (heathy ones of course). Izuku broke another bone? OH MY GODS GET OUT OF THE WAY, IIDA’S LOVE NEEDS TO GO TO RECOVERY GIRL

They have both written PowerPoint presentations on why they love the other. Iida’s was in alphabetical order, izuku’s was in order of importance

Iida, mr. practical, will spend any amount of money to make izuku happy, much to izuku’s resistance.

Is this basically going to be a lesbian talking about what a good significant other Iida would be? Probably

Dude, the confession. Iida would make it sound like a business transaction, please 😭✋ I love him so much. And of course izuku was a blushing mess the whole way through

Iida came to izuku to ask about how to confess though. And izuku’s all sad about it, thinking that Iida likes someone else. Then? Low and behold, Iida is waiting at izuku’s dorm the next morning before his run. Oh wow. What a coincidence. I’m so surprised. Shocking, isn’t it?

Iida loves to hear izuku’s ramblings, and offers input every now and then

They are both neurodivergent and you cannot tell me otherwise

Izuku helps Iida come up with new special attacks

They’re both fairly competitive and will soar very often

They are both fiercely protective over those they love, and will harm anyone who hurts the other. That’s not even just a headcanon, that’s just canon, but it needs to be said

Iida yelled at bakugou one time after he was being specifically rude to izuku. Izuku flinched when bakugou moved too fast, and Iida saw red. Bakugou is not in anger management therapy.

Izuku teaches Iida some breathing techniques that really help Iida when he has intrusive thoughts. Izuku is also always there to help provide a distraction when Iida gets intrusive thoughts

The entire class saw it coming, guys. The teachers get in when it was happening. These are to very intelligent, very dense, very obvious, and very oblivious kids. Izuku blushes and Iida reminds him to wear sunscreen. Iida asks izuku out and izuku invites the entire class. They were made for each other

Iida always reminds izuku to go to bed, because we all know that boy hyperfixates and will be up for days at a time

When Iida can’t sleep due to intrusive thoughts though, izuku is always there to camp out and talk. Iida finds that talking really helps him distract from the intrusive thoughts sometimes

Their communication is gorgeous. They are both very honest, and always speak up about their thoughts and feelings in the relationship. I love them so much, they have such a good relationship, I’m not crying, you’re crying

Izuku made Iida a playlist of songs to help him sleep, and a playlist of songs that reminded him of Iida

You cannot tell me that Iida does not buy izuku every all might’s plushie he sees. I refuse to believe it

They started a class board game night to improve peer relationships

[modgirlyreposts-revamped]

Ok I'm gonna take a bit to chip away at rewriting these headcanons

You ever get like.. totally conflicting headcanon vibes for a character. Because for the weirdest fucking reason WordGirl gives me demiboy vibes and also lesbian vibes but I literally can't even wrap my head around why because those conflict with my actual headcanons

I... have like two tropes I like I guess. Becky's blood is yellow/gold, and as a result, she blushes gold. (the reason I point out the "two tropes" thing is because this is also true of my Shadow design.) Similarly, this is why my Lexiconian design of her (which is still in development) has yellow skin.

The Botsford family is southern Asian-American, and the reason Becky looks so similar to them is just because that's the environment she grew up in.

She has a lot of repressed anger. It's just how she is. She holds onto it super tightly and she cannot let it go it's a curse

She gets so stressed so easily, it's basically her natural state of being. As much as she protects the city because it's important to her, it's also fucking stressful. If you were to take a substantial amount of pressure or anxiety off this girl's conscience she would probably pass out from sheer relief and may or may not suffer cardiac arrest

Her powers, just like your AU version of her, also get triggered and act out of control in high emotional stress, but she's really resistant to that because of just being in... constant distress.

I also have an idea that she sort of... shifts between her "natural" and Lexiconian form in relation to her emotions. A lot of emotional reactions, because she's a prepubescent kid with the weight of the world on her shoulders. It gets... easier as she grows up. But it gets worse before it gets better 'cause teenage years as an alien superhero lying to everyone you trust with totally jacked up emotional regulation SUCKS. I would know from experience /hj

She's not the only alien in the city. The area is surprisingly something of a hotspot for supernatural activity, which is why Becky remains to fight danger.

From one convo w my sister about WordGirl, she proposed the idea that Becky's parents actually know she's WordGirl- basically, there's this one scene in, I think, The Amazing Spiderman 2? where May is talking to Peter, because he wants to know more about his parents and May doesn't want to tell him about them, and it's this whole conflict about keeping secrets from each other, and my sister says that scene shouldn't have gone the way it did because it sucks, instead that should have had Peter admit to May that he's Spiderman, and then have May, who's seen Peter return home beaten up after disappearing randomly, probably heard his voice through the Spiderman mask, most likely seen his costume at home, etc., respond with something to the effect of "I know, I just needed you to tell me". Her idea is that in terms of Becky and her parents, that should sort of be the idea. I mean, the secret has to come forth at some point, and honestly, it's not one that she's too great at hiding around family. TJ is pretty young, so I can see it continuing to fly over his head, but their parents are adults and they're certainly aware of a lot of oddities about their daughter.

Ok fuck this I'm going to bed this is in-fucking-comprehensible and not at all the headcanons I wanted to share I'll do this later

Oh god, your Becky is starting to sound too much like me- /hj

My poor child, I love her sm-

[tooinlovewithfictionalpeople]

Dating the Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

-You met when one day you were called to the Hargreeve residence

- Your mother was a friend of Reginald and she had asked you to deliver a letter to him.

- On arriving you noticed how empty the place was

- So as Reginald took the letter from you, he told you to come back in ten minuets when he had written the reply

- Thinking he lived alone now, you just wondered about the house, until you bumped into Luther

- After stating your business, he seemed to warm up to you a lot more, even if he was a tad awkward

- You realised that he was just really lonely

- So you invited him for coffee

- He was so shocked all he could do was nod

- The coffee date went well the next day

- It was all going swimmingly, the two of you were good friends but right as you both were realising your feelings were more than just friends

- His dad sent him to the moon

- Pogo let you message him three times a day

- But you still missed him

- You didn’t understand why he couldn’t disobey orders

- But you respected his choice and waited

- For years

-When he finally came back he was slightly more clingy than he was usually and you two quickly became an item

- He was a broken soul who just needed some love

- And attention

- And to believe he didn’t waste four years of his life

- When you two started dating he was basically your own personal teddy bear

- he’s so warm so if you’re cold he would let you cuddle up to him

- he’d be so gentle because he doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you

- You would constantly be there to remind him to be nice to his siblings

- going stargazing together 

- or moon gazing the guy has an obsession

- You would steal his coat and make brilliant impressions of him, much to the joy of Diego and Klaus

-You are defiantly the smart one so Luther would always go to you for advice

- he’s so protective and will glare at any man who looks your way

- which can get a bit annoying but it’s nothing to bad.

- He’s really insecure so you would constantly assure him that he was beautiful the way he was

- Helping Luther see that dear old Dad was not the nicest guy

- Your best friend is 100% Diego though

- Which Luther hates because if you're mad at him, he’s doomed on all fronts

- He buys you chocolate though so you keep him around

- He has a good heart really

Diego Hargreeves

-You're both vigilantes of sorts

- You're more like a private investigator plus baddass crime stopper

- Police pay you to solve crimes, and then the government pay you even more money to take out pesky people

- It was kinda fun

- You meet Diego when Patch brings him in

- He overhears what job you’re doing and asks why you’re getting paid doing the same thing he’s getting arrested for

- Patch laughs and tells him that you are more of a private investigator

- You smile, thinking that would shut him up 

- But no. He starts calling you Sherlock

- Wearing that stupid smirk as he says it

- Your meetings become more frequent and he always teases you about your job but its nothing more than that

- Until one day he realises you don’t actually have a house, you live in a car

- Because even though your job pays well, you move around a lot and most of you money goes to your sister so she can afford a house, and living with her may but her life at risk

- So he offered the spare bedroom in his apartment 

- He assures you he can take care of himself

- So you agree

- And slowly you adjust your life to be with him

- You take turns cooking at first and then it turns into a you cook whilst he cleans because he cannot cook

- And then he takes you on a date

- He’s a shy stuttering mess when he asks you on a date, nothing like the mischievous confident man you'd known

- It was adorable so you said yes

- Things went really well so you guys decided to date

- He is such a cuddler

- Secretly likes being the little spoon, or sleeping on your stomach because it makes him feel safe

- But also likes being the big spoon because he likes to feel like he’s protecting you

- You’re probably the cook as he can only make eggs

- And even tho “They’re great eggs Y/N,” they’re “Not a balanced diet Diego,”

- Patching him up when he’s on his nightly hero duty things

- If you have work in the morning you will leave cute notes around the house for him to wake up to, and he does the same for you when he works

- When he grows his hair out he secretly lets you braid it as long as you tell no one.

- Until Klaus find’s out and gets you to braid his hair too

- He cannot say no to you, so gets through the day of relentless teasing by his siblings when you painted his nails 

- It was worth it to see you smile

- Full on shouting at Reginald at the dinner table when he upset Diego because HOW DARE HE make your boyfriend stutter like that

- The other siblings looking at you in shock because you were the calm and reasonable one 

- He wouldn’t really get jealous because he trusted you, but can’t resist showing off the fact you’re his girlfriend when someone starts to flirt with you

- Okay maybe he is jealous

Allison Hargreeves 

- For some reason you are immune to her power

- You found this out when Reginald tried to forcefully recruit you to the academy when you were fifteen, using her power and you just responded “I don’t know where you heard that sunshine.”  before merrily skipping off.

- She was shook

- The two of you started meeting at Griddy’s donuts

- At first she wanted to know how you managed to get away

- But eventually she started to like you

- You were sassy and smart and didn’t put up with her shit

- This is probably why Five adored you so much - you two became best friends

- She always held your hand and often kissed it softly if you were deep in thought

- You taught her how to get people to do what you say without using her power

- Which meant you guys left with a lot of free stuff

- She always loved to show you off, PDA was something she had no problem with

- Much to the disgust of some of the siblings

- Being in the 60′s as a lesbian couple was difficult

- So you pretended to be cousins

- which was weird for both of you

- She would constantly buy extravagant gifts for you, especially when she had the money

- Despite the fact that in public you seem like the one in charge, she is 100% the big spoon

- She likes the feeling of feeling truly needed

Klaus Hargreeves

- You meet in the war, you’re the bar tender that introduced him to Dave

- The talk he had with you was very brief but he remembered your face

- So years later, when he went back to that same Bar once he got back from the past he was shocked to see you serving people having not aged a day

- At first he thought you just has really good genes you had passed on but you were identical to the way he remembered you

- The he thought he was seeing your ghost but he saw that you were interacting with others

- So he called you over

- You didn't seem shocked to see him but pleasantly surprised

- You explained that you had gotten in a bit of a pickle as you were picking up a suitcase from the commission so you could retire but Five blew the place up causing the suitcase to malfunction

- So you were stuck in a warzone until you figured out how to fix the case

- You also told Klaus to give his brother a slap when he next saw him

- He did, but Five was very pleased to see you as you were a good friend to him and knew how to help

- Anyways after a couple of soft drinks you and Klaus got to know each other better

- And after a while the two of you became an item and life just got better

Helping him remain sober

- Cuddles all the time because he is needy

- you guys shared clothes because neither if you give a fuck

- You show him other ways to get high without damaging his body

- like taking him skydiving or to a theme park

- you always listen to him

- And will shout at the siblings when they undermine Klaus

- You keep the ghosts at bay, and will often hold him when he sleeps so stop any nightmares

- However neither of you can cook

- which leads to you waltzing off to Allison’s house at three in the morning because she can cook

- She doesn’t mind though because she’s never seen her brother this happy when hes sober

- You are best friends with Ben, and can also see and hear him so like to talk shit about Klaus when he’s in the room

- He is a pro at forehead kisses

- He’ll wrap you in his arms and just lightly kiss your forehead

- Because you make him feel safe, so he returns the favour

Five Hargreeves

- You worked with the commission as an assassin and after a few weeks of Five being there, he was told that you would be his partner

- He was a little annoyed because that would mean he wouldn’t be able to work on the apocalypse on the job in case you told on him

- Then he met you and you were nothing like he expected

- He’d seen you train, seen you kill five men whilst barely moving and go after the most dangerous of people

- So why were you so nice?

-You were like a little ball of sunshine and he was Mr grumpy

- When you were informed that he had been alone for 45 years, Five thought you’d run away from him, scared that you were friends with a madman

- But instead you walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his waist

- At first he didn’t know how to respond but then he hugged you back

- And then you two became inseparable

- He wasn’t much into PDA especially when you got back to the Hargreaves siblings

- He didn’t want to be bullied

-But you loved affection

-So he compromised and the two of you would subtly lock pinkies

-But that was it

-Until you were alone

-Oh boy

- He needed coaxing at first because he’s socially awkward

- But he loves to be cuddled. He loves laying on your stomach, or holding you against his chest or wrapping his arms around your waist

- He’s a sucker for when you run your hands through his hair

- It makes him w e a k 

-When he’s working you’ll sit on his lap

- Because you want attention and he overworks himself

- You constantly look after him, making sure he drinks water and shit

- Because you cannot run on coffee alone

- The siblings become suspicious when they catch Five staring at you

- So they decided to spy on him

- And whilst they spied, they saw their mardy little brother dancing (Rather gracefully) around the Kitchen with you, both laughing as if there was no one else there

- Which tbf they didn’t think there was

- “They could just be working a case?” suggested Luther

- But that was quickly brushed aside when Five kissed you

- “Turns out the Hargreaves are capable of Love,” was all Klaus said although they were secretly thrilled at the fact you and Five were together.

Ben Hargreeves

- You were just a small town waitress 

- Working another long shift at your work, you saw two men come in, one rather skinny and hippie looking, and the other dressed in all black

- You’re a naturally sweet person so serving them with a smile wasn’t a problem

- But when you asked Ben what he wanted he just froze in shock

- After some explaining you decided to let the two guys stay at your apartment for a while, as they were lost anyway

- You all became super super close

- You helped Klaus become sober again

- And then you realised that not only could you see Ben, but you could make him physically there just by touching him

- You learnt this when you accidentally ran into him nearly knocking yourself out

- The Klaus was no longer the clingy one

-Ben was always touching you, not in a weird way just always brushing hands or wrapping himself around you

- He loved cuddles, just feeling warm for once

- He’d cuddle you no matter what, and if you had a tiring day at work he would be there to sweep you off your feet

- you made him feel alive again

- When he was touching you others could see him too

- which meant you automatically became the family favourite, after you helped Klaus, and then Ben

- Ben loves it when you read to him, it just calms him down

- His favourite thing to do is to sit in the park with you sat between his legs, lent against his chest listening to you read

- He wears the flower crowns you make with pride

- It takes ages to figure out why you can see him and make him real as you were actually a couple months younger than him

- Turns out you had died as a baby for exactly 108 seconds and that had left you with ties to both the physical world and the afterlife - and it was Mr Reginald Hargreeves who had saved you

- You were convinced he was an alien but the others disagreed

- You helped Ben not fear his power

- The guy is king of nose kisses. He just finds it really cute when you scrunch your nose, either in disgust or frustration or confusion

- You always kiss jawline, as if you’re snuggled together it’s often the only place you can reach

- Vanya is your best friend, you always invite her because she understands what it’s like to not know the extent of your own power

- Klaus is scared at first because he doesn’t want Ben to leave him although he would never admit it

- But then he realised he hadn’t lost a constant companion, he’d just gained another

- Ben loves to surprise you with cute simple things, like setting up a movie and hot chocolate, or picking out flowers he found at some point for you

- Dancing round the kitchen would be a daily thing

- You even got Five to join in 

- You make the best waffles so every morning all the siblings come to your house just to eat the waffles you make

- It’s like they are a family again, but this time they have you

Vanya Hargreeves

- She’s a bit iffy with personal contact

- It makes her a little nervous

- But you’re okay with that, she shows her love in other ways

- Like she’ll always make you tea in the mornings, or make sure you’re under the blanket before she sleeps because she knows you get cold

- You meet for the first time when you’re kids. The other siblings are saving everybody and ask you to stand with the others, because to them you’re just a civilian

- But when things start to go sideways, it’s you who helps them, using your powers of mental manipulation to make the bad guys visualise their worst fear

- Sir Hargreeves takes you in immediately, adopting you as Number Eight.

-The other kids felt bad for you when Reginald left you on your own, and it was Klaus who spoke

-”He’s not a good parent, he isn’t really here at all so I’m sorry if this wasn't what you were expecting,” but you were happy

“My real dad gave me this scar when he tried to stab me,” you replied with a little laugh “Ill take yours any day,”

-After that you and Vanya bonded over the fact you were both the black sheep of the family

- You always made sure she was included, and felt a bit bad that you weren’t a sibling but were often invited to more places than her

- During your teenage years you and Vanya clearly had something going on, so Reginald sent you away to France to study your powers

- It wasn’t until his death did you two see each other again

- It felt like you had never really left and things kicked off again

- But the Harold came along and told Vanya you were just as bad as the rest

- So she abandoned you

- You meet  for the third time in the 60′s, you’re staying with a married couple and their disabled son

- Vanya recognises you but she doesn’t know where from which breaks your heart slightly but it’s okay

- Because the more she spends time with you the more she falls in love with you

- She finally asks you to be her girlfriend

- Which you say yes

- Although she’s not big on affection, she loves it when you lay in her lap, it makes her feel trusted

- She loves to play the violin for you

- When she starts to grow used to affection, she loves it when you sleep all curled up beside her like a cat

- Or when you play with her hair

- Or kiss her cheek

- You make her feel like she’s valid and that’s all she ever wanted

[absynthe--minded]

The Consent discourse regarding the sex scenes?

oh boy this is gonna be a long one.

tl;dr up front: MDZS is a romance novel, and I’ve read a lot of romance novels, and I think it handles its consent issues way better than a solid 95% of the other books in this genre that I’ve bothered to go through cover to cover. that being said, nobody should ever have to feel like they need to defend or tolerate something that triggered them, or upset them, or hurt them in some way, and I am absolutely fully in favor of these issues being discussed and talked about in a way that warns people they’re there. I am fully in support of anybody who doesn’t like the book because of the presence of dubiously consensual sex. that’s a super legit reason to be uncomfortable or triggered or upset. I’m also not ever going to say that not liking dubcon in a story is a bad thing. my frustration with the consent discourse is basically that I feel like it’s a conversation being held by people who aren’t familiar with romance as a genre, or with the places where MDZS rises above other romance novels, as well as a conversation that ignores that romance uses sex as a narrative device and a metaphor and not just as an idealized portrayal of true love.

more below the cut - tw: discussions of rape, dubcon, and consent in fiction.

I’m not a scholar of romance novels the way I’m a scholar of Tolkien, so I can’t really trace the development of trends in the genre, but I do read a lot of romance, because I’m a lesbian and I like urban fantasy and historical fiction and stories about women having fun adventures and getting what they want, and romance novels are an easy way to get those things as fast as possible. most of my observations are in this kind of fannish capacity.

but. romance has a consent problem, and it’s had a consent problem as long as the genre has existed.

this isn’t the post for a long drawn-out exploration of things like “how many humans on average tend to have rape fantasies?” or “why is it a statistical average that most people are bottomy in their sexual fantasies, rape or otherwise?” but one of the things that I think is worth bringing up wrt MDZS and WangXian is that constrained consent or a lack of consent and how the characters react to that is often endemic to romance as a genre. and I’m not just talking about sex scenes, either (though we’ll get to the 80s bodice rippers, I promise)

you’ve got plots like “My shitbag father fucked over an angsty rich guy so he’s keeping me hostage in his mansion and I’m not allowed to leave” (Anne Stuart, Night of the Phantom) or “I was going to be executed for stealing food but the local lord took pity on me and brought me to his house explicitly to be his wife and I’ll be expected to sleep with him whether I like it or not” (Amanda Ashley, Beauty’s Beast) or “I’m the heir to a substantial percentage of England in terms of sheer amount of land and I’m an orphan and the King has to marry me off to someone who’s both popular with the common people and strong enough to fend off attempts to seize my assets” (Kinley Macgregor, A Dark Champion). you’ve also got the eternal urban fantasy plot of “I’m a normal human woman/human-seeming woman with Power I Didn’t Know About who saw something forbidden to mortal eyes/otherwise became a target of the bad guys, so now I’m being held against my will by a brooding angsty magical creature so he can Protect Me”. that one is actually worse than a lot of the others because the woman in the standard urban fantasy plot usually tries to escape or constantly talks about how she’s being kept hostage, and it’s intended to be a signpost to the audience that she’s not a weak and passive damsel in distress but that she has Backbone and Intelligence and all that.

all of these are, on some level, about the main character(s) being placed in situations they didn’t consent to, and how they cope with that. (a lot of the time there’s also really clumsily written Threats To The Heroine’s Virtue from a cartoonishly unrealistic would-be rapist, in addition to whatever else is going on. the amount of times that I’ve read a book where a hero all too happy to dubcon his way into the woman’s bed then turns around and saves her from Evil Snidely Whiplash Rapist as a way of proving he’s a good person underneath... sigh.) and a lot of other plots are that way too! the Consent Discourse about MDZS is tapping into a conversation that’s existed wrt romance as a whole for a long time.

here’s why I think MDZS is different from basically every other romance novel: it knows it’s about consent.

the vast majority of the stories I alluded to up there really don’t seem to know that they’re dealing with a plot that centers around the heroine (and sometimes hero) coping with a loss of autonomy. she winds up being totally happy to be held hostage, or married off to some stranger, or protected by a brooding angsty dark magic man, or bound up in destiny and fated to fall in love. the violation of her consent is the framework for getting her in the same environment as her love interest, and we-the-audience are supposed to accept it as - well, if not okay, then acceptable, because it’ll all work out in the end. (there’s a lot of sometimes-unintentional commentary here about how specifically AFAB people in Western societies are often expected to deal with/make the best of/find happiness in situations outside of their control, but that’s also for another post, perhaps.) MDZS doesn’t do that. MDZS addresses the fact that neither Wei Wuxian nor Lan Wangji have been taught how to effectively communicate with one another, and their failings have consequences.

Lan Wangji ambushes WWX and kisses him while he’s blindfolded. This is done without permission, and without WWX even knowing who it is that’s put him in this position. He then goes on to treat it like one of his most egregious moral failings, and lose confidence in his ability to be honorable when it comes to dealing with WWX, and this matters to the story. LWJ viewing what he did as more or less unforgivable means he doesn’t open up to WWX about his feelings, which means WWX has no clue LWJ loves him. And as one of the many consequences to this, they spend the majority of the book married but one party has no idea it’s actually happened! They blunder around, and refuse to acknowledge how they feel, and need alcohol for any semblance of honesty because it breaks down their inhibitions. They almost completely fail at being a couple because when it comes down to brass tacks they cannot spit it out.

this lack of openness and lack of communication manifests in their lives further when it comes to the various dubiously consensual moments of intimacy that they have. their sexual incompatibility is a direct consequence of their failure to talk. they do have problems, and when those problems come to light, they’re meaningful and impactful. there is dubious consent in the first time they have sex, in their making out, in their near misses and their brief meetings. this is the point. they’re not supposed to be a healthy, functional relationship yet. they have sex for the first time and then have to deal with the fact that it happened under false pretenses and due to miscommunication. the theme of the book is learning how to come together and work together. they have to learn to communicate before their dysfunction is fixed.

and they do! the climax of the book is WWX admitting his feelings for LWJ, and LWJ realizing the depth of their miscommunication, and both of them coming together finally. the theme of this book is made manifest in their healing and joining. and only then can they have a true healthy marriage. and I like that? I like that the problems and the issues matter, and that both parties have to resolve it? I also like that just because WWX liked being kissed doesn’t mean his consent wasn’t violated and that this transgression doesn’t matter, because that’s in stark contrast to the 1980s bodice rippers where the heroine can be basically sexually assaulted or raped but it’s totally fine, she secretly enjoyed it so it doesn’t matter. (there’s yet another post I could make here about how this is a direct response to sexual mores harshly applied to women, where the only way they could feel safe admitting their desires was in situations where resistance was impossible, but that’s not for here)

I’m just one person, and this is a lot of text about consent, but ultimately? I like that MDZS deals with these issues realistically. I like that violation and miscommunication and unintentional deception are all weighty and meaningful.

this is one of the most realistic-feeling romance novels I’ve ever read, and its flawed characters that are supposed to be flawed are part of that.

[contrispos]

Episode 12 - Rescue on Ryloth

[Star Wars: The Bad Batch]

Okay, so I know this is very late but I’ve been up to a lot of stuff, but here it is!!!

—

RAMPFUCK

HOWSER😘😘😘

i hate rampass with my entire being

YES TELL EM ELENI

BOSS ASS BITCH.COM

I love Howser

I HATE RAMPASS

CROSSHAIR IS COMING AND I KNOW IT

CHOPPER!!!!!!!!

THAT is my man crisscross

Crosshair, arr you suggesting you won’t leave without your brothers right now??? IS THAT WHAT YOU ARE SAYING

THE BATCH

GONKY

GONKY IS A DEFECTIVE UNIT

I LOVE IT

I LOVE THAT THE BATCH NAMED THEIR GNK DROID GONKY BTW

ITS MY FAVORITE THING IN THE ENTIRE WORLD

HOLY SHIT ITS TECH

MY BABYYYYYYY

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

YEA DONT WORRY GONKY THEY ARE DEFECTIVE TOO

ITS SO CUTE I CANT

TECH MY BABY

I HAVE MISSED YOU DEAR

IS THIS TECH BEING A DAD

IS TECH WORRIED ABOUT THE MISSION

MY GOD HES BEAUTIFUL

yeah baby tell him

omega is the fucking best did you know that?

damn tech stop flying so fast u gonna die brother

MY CHILDREN ARE SO BEAUTIFUL

omg I fucking love chopper

HOLD UP

WE ARE GETTING TECH AND CHOPPER TOGETHER IN THE SAME SCENE

THE DOPPELGÄNGERS ARE UNITED

this post btw

AH the little shoulder grab my heart

awwwwee tech is so excited

why so cold hunter? ya need a blanket or something

how exactly did free ta survive a shot to THE FUCKING HEAD BUT FIVES DIDNT SURVIVE A SHOT THROUGH ARMOR

🎶four bros, chillin on a mountain, zero feet apart cuz they’re not actually gay just very close brothers who fight battles together and are like a family🎶

oooooooh another face off?????

why do i love the hand signs?

WHY DID WE NOT GET TO SEE MY BEAUTIFUL BABY TECH?????

shit

that’s a probe isn’t it

hunter is gonna save the day:)

bonk

stabby stab

oh tech my darling boy, please do a stand up show

crisscross is comin for ya!!

OH

MY

GOD

TECH AND CHOPPER ARE WORKING TOGETHER ON THE SHIP!!!!!!

WHY IS THIS THE CUTEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN??????

WHY IS DAVE DOING THIS TO ME?????

hunter is a little(very tall) bitch

HUHHHHHHHH

OMYFUCKINGGODTHATISTHECUTESTTHINGIHAVEEVERSEENORHEARDINMYENTIRELIFE

OMEGA LITERALLY JUST TOLD HUNTER SHE SEES THE BATCH AS HER FAMILY

I AM CRYING

HUNTERS FACE

wait are they just gonna leave omega there????

holy shit

wait

why are you bullying my child RAMPASS

HUH?

YOU WANNA FIGHT??!!

crosshairs scar is no easier to look at

my child is hurt!!!!

OMYFUCKINGGODTHEREMYHEARTGOESAGAINCANOMEGASTOPBEINGSOFUCKINGADORABLE

HE IS HER BROTHER🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

THEY ALL ARE🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

CAN I CRY NOW? WILL YOU ALLOW ME TO CRY??????

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

OOOFFFF omega i love you

howser is baby

HOWSER IS DEFECTIVE I KNEW IT

AHHHHHHH

I CANT

I LOVE CHOPPER SO MUCH

I LOVE THE BAD BATCH SO MUCH

YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND THE EMOTIONAL STATE I AM IN RIGHT NOW

OMG TECH IS BEING A DAD

HE IS BEING A DAD

I REPEAT

TECH IS BEING A DAD

HE HAS DAD ENERGY

HE IS PROTECTIVE

HOLY FUCK I COULD GO ON ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVE DAD!TECH FOR HOURS

SSHHHIIIIIEEEEETTTTT

CHOPPER MY CHILD YOU ARE SO SMART I LOVE YOU

CHOPPER SUPREMACY YESTERDAY PLEASE

I CANNOT EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE IT WHEN CHOPPER HAS HIS LITTLE ROBOT ARMS OUT

“a little help?” echo, fives is very proud of you right now

“i won’t tell if you don’t” holy fuck i live my children

WAIT

ARE WE ABOUT TO WITNESS HERAS FIRST TIME AS A REAL PILOT??????

OMG GUYS THIS IS A LEGENDARY EVENT RIGHT HERE

THIS MOMENT RIGHT HERE WILL CHANGE THE GALAXY FOREVER

TECH

HELLO DEAR

there is something about the fact that tech is talking about his rebels parallel character that just sits right with me

OH MY GOD

DID YOU HEAR THE SLIGHT PANIC IN TECHS VOICE

HE THOUGHT OMEGA WAS GOING TO FLY THE SHUTTLE WITHOUT ANY TRAINING

MY BABY

WHY DID HE SOUND SO MUCH LIKE A DAD

HE WAS SO DAD-LIKE IN THE WAY HE SAID OMEGA

OH MY GOD THIS RIGHT HERE IN MY FAVORITE SCENE IN THE ENTIRE STAR WARS FRANCHISE

TECH IS SO FUCKING GOOD AT FLYING AND I LOVE IT

HOW IS HE DOING THAT

AH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

LIKE I AM ASEXUAL BUT LIKE THAT IS SEXY AF

TECH

I AM NO LONGER ASKING

I DEMAND YOU PUT YOUR COMEDY SHOW ON THE ROAD

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD TECH IS GORGEOUS

AH

MY HEART

MY EYES ARE BLESSED

DONT GO THAT WAY HUNTER

YA GONNA DIE

hunter so knows that howsers chip is dead

OH MY GOD

TECH IS SO FUCKING GORGEOUS

I—

I CANT

HE IS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL

oh no

stop

omg

regular clones breaking orders??

THIS IS WHAT IM HERE FOR!!!!!!

YES HOWSER

BUT LIKE GET THE HELL OUTTA THERE CAUSE YOURE ABOUT TO DIE

WHY DOES CROSSHAIR MISS EVERY SINGLE SHOT???

IS IT HIM FIGHTING AGAINST THE CHIP TO NOT SHOOT HIS BROTHERS????

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME

WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME WATCH MY CHILDREN BEING SO SAD

A HIGH FIVE!!!!!!

OMEGA DID A LITTLE JUMP TOO

I CANT WITH THIS ADORABLENESS

ah- hunter resisting payment???? who’s this fella???

okay, let’s just break this down: hunter is breaking my heart with his fucking dad-of-the-group thing

wrecker is breaking my heart with his utterly confused look at what’s going on

omega is breaking my heart with her sheer cuteness

echo is healing me a bit by being the calm mom

BUT TECH IS FUCKING KILLING ME FIFTEEN TIMES IN THIS SHORT CLIP BECAUSE 1: HOW DARE HE BE SO DAD-Y TOWARDS OMEGA AND HERA AND 2: HOW DARE HE SMILE LIKE THAT??? HOW DARE HE BE SO GORGEOUS I LITERALLY CANNOT BREATHE RIGHT NOW HE STARIGHT UP KNOCKED THE AIR FROM MY LUNGS HE IS SO GORGEOUS AND I WILL DIE IN LIKE TWO SECONDS IF NOT LESS

HERA AND OMEGA ARE LESBIANS

I LOVE HERA AND KANAN BUT LIKE OMEGA AND HERA ARE SO CUTE

“keep an eye on your brothers” I CANT I LITERALLY CANT LIKE HERA KILLED ME RIGHT HERE AND NOW AND ALSO HOW DARE THEY SHIFT THE FOCUS TO THE BATCH WHEN SHE SAYS THAT

okay but hera literally thinks that they are brothers in the sense of how i have brothers or how she would have brothers, like they are a little family who grew up together and the batch are omegas troublesome older brothers when in reality they are clones, i think that is realky beautiful and i am crying so hard right now

OKAY BUT TECHS LITTLE SMILE AS OMEGA WALKED UP TO THEM I—

ah shiet

OH MY GOD CROSSHAIRS FACE WHEN RAMPASS SAID THE BATCH ARE HIS FRIENDS

HE WANTS TO GO HOME

no

nope

nuh uh

i dont want this

but i really do want this tho

NOW THEY CAN GET HIS CHIP OUT AND HE CAN BE WITH HIS FAMILY AGAIN

okay but if that’s not the face of a scared little boy i don’t know what is

like!!!

look at that!!!

HE IS SO SCARED HE JUST WANTS TO GO HOME

DAVE JUST LET HIM GO HOME

okay but i really did not need this much in one episode but like now they might actually save crosshair soooo, that’s good:))))