#i could literally ramble on about this topic for days on end

[headroom-moods]

When you realize it, Tim was never the other woman it always has been Lucy

[king-lena]

roger waters and david gilmour would have either had a much better or a much worse relationship if they had just listened to plato and socrates and given in to their carnal desire towards their fellow man and just fucked about it in the first place but they really took the beautiful homosexual wisdom of man loving philosophers for granted and look where it got them

[acid-ixx]

hello! first i’d like to say, i’m so excited for chapter 6!! foaming at the mouth tbh

though, i have a question, is reader actually unattractive? they clearly think they are, but are they really?

— masterlist !

okay, to answer your question, anybody could interpret the reader however they like, hence why i made sure to avoid overly descriptive traits on their body unless it's to point out similarities between them and their family— but honest to god truth? in the series, you are conceived by the literal bruce wayne, and a mother who was attractive enough to capture the literal eyes of other socialites, other rich, upper class men and women enough to garner their trust; she was considered an absolute beauty at her prime, a cunning thief who can steal the hearts of many gothamites with her twisted words laced in her soft voice.

yes, she died young, and with a mangled face, but across the multiple chapters that i've published, i already established how even in her death, she was surrounded in some sort of angelic light, under the only working lightbulb in your apartment.

so that begs the question: are you genuinely attractive? well, being a wayne is enough of an answer. sharing both bruce and your mother's infamous image makes you the topic of a lot of articles from back when you were young, back when a lot of photographers were itching their way through the crowd, trying to get a glimpse of you through the police and alfred's protective hold from when you were being escorted to the car.

the short answer is, yeah, you definitely are attractive. it's just that, because of your circumstances: the way you grew up, being beaten and abused by your mother's own murderer then discarded to the side after, to bleed to death if not for the gordon finding your body and your mother's— then also sustaining a lot of scars, both self inflicted and not; it kind of ends up ruining your perception of yourself. and it doesn't help the fact that because of the amount of times you've compared yourself to your own siblings, who you perceive as nothing less than perfect, there's bound to be envy on your physiognomy.

but... you know, if you ever voice out these insecurities, how you can't handle looking at the mirror without flinching, how you nearly cried 'cause dick called your eyes cute, how you don't like it when bruce carefully looks at your exposed scars, how uncomfortable it is when damian watched your injured neck which houses the same, discolored skin from when he first threatened you— just be aware that one way or another, every one of them would find a way to overcorrect their behavior, try to shift your own self-hatred into overly corny and suffocating therapy sessions with the family.

they're going to make sure that every single day would be jam packed with compliments, every rebuttal would be met with softer, more genuine comments about why and how much they value a part of you which they consider your deepest insecurity.

just know that the most annoying of them all would most definitely be dick, with how often he rambles about how cute his baby bird is. how there's nothing to worry about, to fear showing off when it's not like anyone else outside of the family could ridicule you, anyways.

[starmaidengarden]

hello !!! ^_^ could you maybe write the dorm leaders with a reader who is just like yashiro nene (tbhk)? ♪

— Housewardens : x gn!reader. no cw/tw. dividers: uzmacchiato.

Riddle Rosehearts ༉⋆｡˚

At first, Riddle finds your bubbliness mildly overwhelming, especially when it breaks the strict atmosphere of Heartslabyul. But over time, it becomes something he quietly cherishes—your warmth balances out his intensity.

He is also confused by your superstition—why are you trying love potions from the library’s “questionably legal” shelf and consulting fortune tellers who claim a cat spirit will bring your soulmate? He finds it ridiculous… but you’re so earnest that he can’t stay annoyed.

He gets flustered when you compliment his looks, especially because you’re often insecure about your own. You might mutter, “Maybe if I had prettier legs…” which flusters the absolute hell out of Riddle. He goes silent, face beet red, and later awkwardly compliments you, he’d go red and yelp out, “Wh-what nonsense! You're perfectly fine the way you are!”

He gets extra strict if you neglect your well-being while helping others. “Just because you’re kind doesn’t mean you should be a doormat!” he’ll lecture, all the while gently patting your head.

Despite his high standards, he starts unconsciously measuring others by your kindness. If someone insults you, Riddle won’t hesitate to collar them.

Leona Kingscholar ༉⋆｡˚

You’re bubbly, stubborn, and super into fate signs—which makes Leona sigh a lot. He’s a realist and thinks superstitions are nonsense, but secretly likes listening to you ramble about them.

Your insecurity throws him off. One day, when you confess you’re not “special” or “pretty,” he literally growls. “Tch. You think I hang around people I don’t care about? You’re cute. End of story.”

He lives for watching you take care of others. You offer food to the stray ghosts in Ramshackle, bring back wildflowers from the woods—he acts like he doesn’t care, but he secretly sends Ruggie to make sure you get back safely.

You’re one of the few people he lets nap beside him in the botanical garden. If you fall asleep leaning on him, he’ll grumble but won’t move an inch.

You’re stubborn? So is he. It turns into playful fights—he lounges lazily while you stand hands-on-hips demanding he come to class. Eventually, he caves “just this once,” but somehow this happens every week.

He likes how you stubbornly defend others—even him. One time, you shouted at someone who disrespected him, and he just smirked. “Didn’t think a marshmallow like you could bite.”

You give him a charm you made from a paper talisman, and he keeps it in his coat pocket, grumbling if anyone asks about it.

Azul Ashengrotto ༉⋆｡˚

Azul is immediately drawn to your kindness, though he tries to manipulate it at first—thinking you’re naive. That backfires spectacularly when you stubbornly resist signing anything suspicious "because it feels wrong.”

He’s intrigued and disarmed by how earnest and soft you are. You try love spells? You carry around “spiritual cleansing salt”? You believe mirrors can curse you? He thinks it’s weird… but cute.

Your self-esteem issues become a sore spot for him. He sees himself in you. He gently tries to make you see your worth—but it's a slow journey, with quiet reassurances like, “I… prefer your company over most. That means something.”

You don’t flirt well—you get flustered, stammering, and changing topics. Azul is flustered right back, resulting in the two of you mutually crashing into doors and apologizing too much.

He secretly believes that maybe, just maybe, you’re the “fated one” for him—something even his contracts can’t manufacture.

Kalim Al-Asim ༉⋆｡˚

He’s a ray of sunshine and you’re a bubbly romantic, so together it’s a whirlwind of laughter, heart-to-hearts, and emotional chaos.

Kalim falls for you fast. He doesn’t realize it at first because he’s always affectionate, but when you’re not around, he finds himself scanning crowds looking for your smile.

He loves how you light up when you help others, but he hates how hard you are on yourself. You say things like, “I’m not really anyone special,” and his heart aches.

You’re insecure about your looks? Kalim is genuinely confused. “What?! You’re beautiful! You shine brighter than the desert stars!” And he means it.

He thinks your superstition is adorable and actively participates in it.

He’s not just cheerful—he notices your emotional lows, even when you hide them. He’ll pull you into spontaneous dancing or storytime just to cheer you up.

When you help others to the point of hurting yourself, he gently says, “Being kind is amazing... but you deserve kindness too.”

Vil Schoenheit ༉⋆｡˚

You’re so deeply self-conscious that Vil finds it infuriating—but not at you. He despises the world that made you feel that way.

Your kindness is something he admires, even though he tells you to toughen up. “You don’t need to throw yourself into a fire to save someone else. A true queen saves the kingdom without losing herself.”

You sometimes fumble around him—awkward, self-conscious, tripping over compliments. He smiles softly and says, “You’re charming when you’re flustered.” And you promptly short-circuit.

You once made a charm to “protect his beauty” during a shoot, and he secretly wore it as a bracelet tucked under his sleeve. It meant more than he let on.

He gently but firmly becomes your self-worth coach. “We’ll work on skincare and your confidence. True beauty starts from within, but darling, you need to see it for yourself.”

If someone mocks you, he’ll eviscerate them with words dipped in venom—and then turn to you with the softest, “Don’t you ever believe them.”

When you start to realize your worth, he’s genuinely proud—and a bit in love.

Idia Shroud ༉⋆｡˚

Your brightness stunned him. You're so different from him—loud, expressive, so nice it’s borderline illegal.

He’s lowkey convinced you’re cursed with “main character energy.” Superstition? Spirits? He believes in them too—but you take it seriously. You do rituals. You make moon water. You scared Ortho once.

You're chatty, affectionate, and love talking about little things like your favorite snacks, your day, and ghost sightings near Ramshackle. He listens to all of it—even records some of your ramblings just to re-listen when he’s anxious.

Your high energy both overwhelms and comforts him. When he's in a depressive spiral, your voice snaps him out of it like a healing potion.

You once called yourself “plain,” and he actually slams his desk in protest. “You’re the main character! What do you mean plain?! You’re my whole plotline!” Then he hides in his hoodie like a turtle.

You invade his room to bring him good-luck snacks and handmade charms. He complains, but they’re now lined up on his desk like collector’s items.

When you cry for someone else’s pain, he awkwardly pats your back and whispers, “You’re... kind of heroic, you know.”

Malleus Draconia ༉⋆｡˚

Malleus is entranced by your presence. You talk to ghosts. You bring tea to gargoyles. You’re gentle and warm, and he feels like the world quiets when he’s near you.

Your self-doubt confuses him. You see yourself as plain? Unworthy of love? Nonsense. “Your soul glows brighter than starlight. I find it mesmerizing.”

He loves your kindness—even when it’s foolish. He once watched you give your last snack to a squirrel because “he looked hungry,” and decided then and there you were otherworldly.

He entertains every superstition you bring up—seriously. “Ah, so if we both see a shooting star, we’ll be lovers in the next life? Shall we watch the skies together, then?”

He finds your stubbornness amusing. You’re the only person besides Lilia who dares to lecture him when he overdoes his magical training. He secretly loves it.

You once brought him a handmade charm for good dreams, thinking it was silly. He treats it like treasure. It ends up in his hoard—carefully preserved.

You make him feel, deeply and wholly, in ways no one else ever has. He treasures you like a dragon would his hoard.

[typing-catastrophe]

could you write a stanford pines x reader headcanon where the reader is an artist and always draws him and draws in his journals when he isnt looking? maybe he talks to the reader about the drawings and they get really flustered i dunno!!! <3

oohhh! yeesss, that's a great idea! thank you anon ^^ hope this is okay, enjoy!

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Your little habit started out even before Stanford came back. Dipper saw you sketching in your notebook from time to time, and asked you to draw something for him in the journal. He handed it to you and pointed next to a text he'd written about some anomaly (maybe a Manotaur or the Pterodactyl). First you were unsure, how would you feel if someone randomly decided to draw in your sketchbook? But it actually seemed really fun, and you didn't want to disappoint Dipper. Also it was in the spirit of research and preserving observations. And honestly, what were the odds the mysterious author would ever show up again?

With that attitude you began, whenever you got the chance to, to doodle yours and the twins encounters with the countless strange phenomena in gravity falls into the journal.

Well, oops? Seemed like the universe decided that not long after you started doing so, it was the right time for the author to come back.

It wasn't a big deal really, Dipper kept the journal for most of the time and Ford told him that he liked the additions he made. You weren't sure if he only meant the notes Dipper added, or if he even knew that someone else drew the newly added creatures.

It didn't take long for you and Ford to get to know each other better and spend more time together. Literally everything about him was just so fascinating. From the way he talked about his dimensional travels, anomaly hunts and research, his interest in a shared hobby of yours (dd&md), to the way he held himself. And, even if you were a bit embarrassed to admit it, his looks.

You couldn't help it, he was captivating. So to no surprise, one day you found yourself sitting on the shack's porch, looking over at Ford standing in the yard, working away at something that was too bulky for the basement. You didn't even realise what you were doing until something startled you out of your thoughts and you looked down at your sketchbook, seeing a familiar figure on the open page.

And then it happened again, in the lab. He was explaining away, deeply invested in whatever topic he was rambling about, not really taking in his surroundings. You had started out just sketching his study, but somehow he turned out to be the main focus of it.

One evening you found yourself in the living room of the shack. Ford was sitting on the floor, which was almost entirely covered in graph paper. You had joined him while he prepared the next campaign session, the tv quietly providing some background noise. While he was franticly scribbling away sheet after sheet, you propped open your notebook and began sketching some of the characters that came to your mind. Ford's, Dipper's and your characters and some npcs you encountered on your travels. But looming over all of them, half hidden behind the dm-screen, the scheming face of the man before you took his shape.

The end of the evening was rather blurry, you remembered falling asleep on the floor and being carried to bed, half asleep in someone's arms.

"hmm thank you", is all you could mumble when you felt the soft pillow under your head.

"No problem, dear", you heard a deep voice chuckle.

-

When you thought about it the next morning, a smile crept unto your face and you kinda wished, you would've been more awake, so you could've enjoyed the moment properly.

The smile was quickly wiped off though, when you realised that you must've left your sketchbook in the living room, given that Ford probably didn't bring it with him last night. You panicked and jumped out of bed, stumbling to the door when your gaze was caught by something. Your sketchbook, laying on your desk. You exhaled, glad it didn't lay around for anyone to see. You took it into your hands and opened it to the last page you were working on. But instead of the drawing from yesterday evening, only the one before that stared back at you. Confused, you turned the pages a few times, examined it, maybe someone ripped it out? No, no remnants of a torn out page....

Then, it dawned on you. You left your notebook in your room yesterday. You didn't plan on staying or even going to the living room. God knows how you ended up there, but it definitely was without your sketchbook. Which could only mean one thing...

In record time you were out the door, down the hall and in the living room. Right in time to take in the scenery of Ford staring down at his campaign notebook, opened to the page of your drawing.

"Ahh!! No no don't look!", you jumped forward and put your hands over the drawing. Ford furrowed his eyebrows, looking quite puzzled.

"This? Oh I already saw it last night after getting you to bed. It is incredible!"

Your cheeks heated up. "Oh" was all you could utter.

"It was also you who added the depictions of the twin's adventures, right?"

"Uhmm" You didn't keep your passion for drawing a secret, but you also didn't make a big deal out of it. And honestly, the way Ford was always so indulged in his own mind, you didn't think he was paying much attention to what you were doing. Now you felt a bit stupid for believing he wouldn't connect the - admittedly - obvious dots.

"They really are marvellous. And this?", he gestured to yesterdays page "Truly phenomenal!"

You didn't know what to say. You weren't even sure if you could say anything at all. All you felt was blood rushing to the tips of your ears and a flaming hot sensation in your cheeks.

"I- well uhm, thank you", you managed to stutter "I uh, I actually didn't mean to- uhm, use your campaign book. It was a mistake, I'm sorry."

"You've got to be joking! It's the perfect addition!" Ford exclaimed. "Do you mind if I keep it?"

"Oh", his enthusiasm caught you off guard. "I-, I guess not. Actually, that would mean a lot to me." you admitted sheepishly.

"Very well then! Thank you, dear." He looked at you with a fond expression.

You were about to retreat back to your room, turning around ready to leave, when Ford spoke up again, the smile apparent in his voice. "I also liked your artistic rendition of the twins adventures. Anything else you want to show me?" You froze.

Your heart started beating ridiculously fast. Did he knew? Did he notice you staring at him while drawing? Your thoughts started racing, but came to a sudden halt when he leaned down. His lips were almost touching your ear when he started to whisper.

"Maybe another time." And with that he walked by you, leaving you to yourself.

-------------------------------------------------- thank you for reading <3 reblogs are appreciated

a/n: if you want a second part with romance and/or where ford discovers the drawings of him, let me know! Have a nice day/night!

[kazucee]

! WITH GENTLE HANDS TO HOLD.

(the gentle scholar who's completely smitten for you: soft/fluffy Veritas Ratio relationship HCs)

AN: the brainrot is hard with this one boys. Think of this as a pre-hc post before I post the Reca fic that I have yet to write the ending for. Also possibly ooc TT? IDC JUST GIVE ME SOFT DOWN BAD MEN.

The gentle scholar to your dismay has always been an early riser. Making it a habit to wake up before you and running through his morning routine like clockwork. You're not even surprised when you awake to the other side of the bed completely empty but the aroma of the breakfast he makes for you instantly draws your attention away from the lack of body heat (or lack of a body in general). Despite you constantly waking up cold you're always greeted by a warm delicious breakfast, a cup of coffee brewed just the way you like it, and him freshly showered and smelling of cedarwood and mint. He always makes it a point to eat breakfast with you (if he's not busy that is). Occasionally you'd try to wake up early with him, setting an alarm beforehand with the most obnoxious sounds to get you to wake up. Usually it doesn't work, waking up almost everyone in the entire galaxy except you. Unless you requested for him to specifically wake you up at this time, he'll always let you sleep in and let you wake up on your own accord. He finds your resting state oddly endearing and would often spend the first five minutes of his morning routine just admiring you.

He has found out that the most effective way to wake you up is through the simple act of kissing your forehead, something he does everyday without fail. It doesn't matter if you're sick or mad at him, he'll still do it. It starts with a small peck, then a press of his own forehead against your own, then a small murmur of ‘good morning’ before one last chaste kiss to the skin between your eyes.

Coffee in the morning was a sacred time for you both. He has your preferences mastered and takes his time to make it according to your taste. He brews the coffee first before going to wake you up so that they'd have time to cool down and so that you'd wake up to the scent of freshly grounded coffee beans (which he knows you love)

He ironically likes matcha (though he still prefers coffee more) and gets offended whenever you label it as 'sweet grass water', that leads to you both getting into a 20 minute debate over whether or not it is worth the hype. He's dead serious. So are you.

He will never leave the apartment without saying goodbye to you. It's either verbally or through the form of a sticky note saying 'see you tonight my love'.

He is genuinely interested and often invested in your interests. Being with a man who values knowledge has its ups, whenever you find a new thing to obsess about you immediately have a person by your corner who's willing to listen to all your rambles. He'd definitely educate himself on the matter as well and help you do deep dives and research about it (it's both of your past times). He likes it because it makes you happy and because it's technically something new to learn about. He loves finding new topics to talk to you about and he always wants to make sure he's intellectual enough to actively engage in a proper conversation with you.

PLANS. OUT. YOUR. DATES. (IDC WHAT Y'ALL SAY) he will be the type to have memorized all your favorite places, where to take you when you're craving something savory, where to take you when you're feeling depressed. He does the work and probably has a physical copy of all the fun places he could take you on depending on your mood. Now he can easily figure out what places you'd want to try out and which ones to actively avoid.

He is the epitome of self-care (BRO HAS A LITERAL LIGHTCONE WHERE HES IN A BUBBLE BATH) you both have days where you just soak in a bubble bath with him reading a book and you relaxing against him, occasionally he'd read to you. Face masks? Yes. Nail care? Sure why not? He loves doing self care things with you (or just spending time with you in general, the soft skin is a bonus)

Would often gift you novels or books that he knows you'll enjoy. You'll be pleasantly surprised to see his handwriting on the margin because he had annotated it beforehand, and to your dismay he will quiz for fun on the book from time to time to test if you actually read it (you always do.)

He's not big on matching clothing but would get matching jewelery, he doesn't wanna hide that he's obsessed with you but he doesn't want to flex or show you off like you are some kind of object. He would get you both matching rings, matching bracelets, matching necklaces, and will always wear them without fail. He's usually subtle about it but whenever anyone asks him about them he'd answer you.

He ironically likes calling you pet names darling, love, idiot (endearingly), but he loves your name, he's probably the type to know the meaning behind your name as well.

Dating him is not spoiler free unfortunately, he will accidentally spoil the end of a movie or book because he's already read the reviews of it online, and has watched the analysis of it before watching it with you.

Also will commentate on the movie: "that's dumb why didn't she just-"

LOVES TO ARGUE WITH YOU, he doesn't care if you're degrading him in the most foul way. He will relish you getting angry and starting fights.

HE WILL. NEVER. RAISE HIS VOICE AT YOU. it'll always be that stupidly calm yet smug one, he is a firm believer in the 'loudest voice doesn't mean you win the argument' idea and he goes by that a lot. He can be condescending however, the type that makes you want to punch his stupid face.

"such unfortunate language. only those who cannot express themselves intelligently would resort to such crude substitutions in vocabulary" — Ratio at some point (he was losing the argument)

Begrudgingly allowed you to paint on his white alabaster sculpture that he sometimes wears, there's a trace of you everywhere on him, the design changes from time to time. He probably made you one as well.

He keeps all the gifts and letters you give him in a special box and has a picture of you on his person every time.

He probably has tabs on everything, the date of your first kiss, the date of your first date, your favorite color. It's all inside a little notebook.

Doesn't even need to say I love you because his eyes say it all, he looks at you as if you had placed all the stars in the sky. it's a subtle look but over the time you were able to identify it.

[bicth-and-in-that-order]

Rambling thoughts of various Yuri manga I’ve read

1. Kase-San and Yamada (Morning Glories sequel series) by Hiromi Takashima

notice how Kase’s name is first, which is representative of her being the main one to cause problems in their relationship

If you asked me what my favorite yuri manga was like 2-3 years ago, I’d say Morning Glories and Kase San everytime. Every avid yuri fan has either read or watched Morning Glories because, at the time in 2010, it was groundbreaking, and I stand by the fact that the original series still holds up to this day. It was cute, sweet, wholesome and only had a few obligatory “we love each other but we’re giRLs😳😳😳” moments. Most of all it wasn’t a pseudo-incest-straight-male-porn-pandering-garbage-fest—also known as “Citrus”. Was it cliche at times? Yes, but they all are lol. Did they add to the dumb ass “blonde femme and dark hair masc” trope? Also yes. But it was adorable and it was my first ever yuri so it holds a special place in my heart.

And it SEEMED like it was only going to get better in Kase San and Yamada, the sequel. The girls would be heading to college and the story could theoretically focus on more mature topics while they navigate their new relationship. Keyword: theoretically. Unfortunately, instead of exploring interesting relationship dynamics and storylines, the plot of each story arc boils down to: Kase is insecure because a man breathed next to Yamada or Kase is being completely insensitive to Yamada’s feelings…again…—> ✨miscommunication drama ✨—>big over dramatic apology scene—>boring makeup sex or other romantic gesture.

Literally that’s how every single plotline goes. Kase is so goddamn dumb and insensitive to Yamada’s feelings and Yamada’s a complete doormat who can only stay mad for 0.2 seconds before getting pussy whipped like a spineless ass bitch. And for all that Yamada sacrifices for Kase; her hometown, her dreams, her apartment, what does she get in return from Kase? Oh that’s right; bare minimum romantic gestures and a neglectful partner who can’t even call her “girlfriend” in front of others:

Like I thought we were over this shit. It’s been THREE years of them together, a whole anime production, and god knows how many irl years and we’re going back to “we love each other but we’re giRLs😳😳😳” WHY???

And then Kase later goes onto bet her entire three year relationship over the ugly bitch in the next panel, so now I’m questioning whether or not Kase even loves Yamada with the amount of bullshit she’s put her through. Which COULD be an interesting plot point, but Kase never gets any consequences for her actions and the creator genuinely thinks this is romantic and full of tension so I’m 10000% positive that this arc, just like all the others, will end with some makeup sex and we’ll be right back to step 1. Sigh.

2. Tamen De Gushi by Tan Jiu

Tamen De Gushi’s problems are interesting but it’s NOT because of the Chinese government💀

So today’s dark haired masc and blonde femme of the day are Sun Jing and Qiu Tong, respectively. Their personalities aren’t anything to write home about, if you read ANY high school yuri romance, then you know exactly what happens in this story beat for beat. But, BUT, however derivative it is, I find their dynamic very endearing and down to earth. Idk maybe it’s just the translation, but other yuri stories often have this very inauthentic “anime” vibe to it. Which is to say the characters act very cutesy, overly dramatic, and have this stilted, caricature-esque acting of how the creator thinks teenage girls are supposed act.

However, I’m happy to report that Tamen De Gushi is a breath of fresh air in this regard. The characters and interactions they have are grounded and feel organic, which makes them feel like real people, not aliens pretending to be human. This really elevates the humor in turn, oh did I mention that Tamen De Gushi is super funny? Because Tamen De Gushi is super funny, here’s one of my favorite panels and it’s all because of Sun Jing’s goofy ahh expression:

Like go girl give us nothing

If you’re wondering why I haven’t spoke much about the actual romantic relationship between the girls, that’s because there isn’t one💀 Which, okay, that’s not a fair assessment, they have a ton of romantic tension and they flirt a lot. It’s certainly building to a great romantic relationship, but it can’t quite get there due to legal/political reasons sadly. 😔

Edit: I received new information in regards to what happened to Tamen De Gushi. While I reached my limit for posting pictures, I want to point out that the Chinese government had nothing to do with Tamen De Gushi getting censored, rather it was a dispute between the author and the publishing company. The prior information I received was false and I prob should’ve looked it up more so sorrrry. The fact still remains though that after their big lesbian kiss towards the middle of the story and maybe a few other moments, that’s just kind of it. You’re stuck waiting for something to develop, but nothing really happens. The comic very quickly becomes a collection of slice of life segments and cute pictures that imply a relationship between the girls, but not really ;) ;).  Now things are just kind of left in purgatory for the foreseeable future and, well, that’s Tamen De Gushi y’all.

Compared to Kase San and Yamada, the characters were much better, which is not saying much, but without an actual romantic storyline, there’s just not a lot for me to comment on to be honest. It’s really pretty though, look at this art :

3. Beauty and the Beast Girl by Neji

my personal favorite and the BEST yuri I ever read

So next on the list is Beauty and the Beast Girl (I’m going to abbreviate to BatBG from here on) , which I already spoiled my feelings on the matter so this will basically be me gushing about this story for several paragraphs straight, enjoy.

Contrary to what the title suggests, it really has nothing to do with Beauty and the Beast’s story except in name. The main girls are Lily Blind, who is actually fucking blind 💀 and Heath the monster girl. Already I’m happy because instead of blonde femme and dark hair butch, it’s blonde femme and of-course-you-have-purple-hair-and-pronouns masc. Lol, all jokes aside, Lily, unlike her blonde femme counterparts is quite assertive and voices her opinions all the time. In fact, she’s the one who pushes Heath to be more open and communicate with her rather than the other way around. This is, in part, due to the story BatBG is trying to tell. I say BatBG is in name only to Beauty and the Beast because Lily isn’t trying to find the “beauty” within Heath or learning to love a beast or whatever, she’s fine just the way she is and her love for Heath is unconditional. Plus the only thing beastly about Heath is her appearance…which I’ll harp on later, but her behavior is in no way different from a regular human except in very rare, specific moments.

At its heart, BatBG is a story about forgiveness (the creator literally says as much) , but it’s also about the cycle of violence that results from being outcasted and deprived of love. BatBG is set in a world of humans and monsters, where the monsters are outcasted and either have to stay away from human society like Heath or assimilate themselves by hiding away their monster like traits, which is a really queer narrative on top of an already queer story. I don’t want to go into too much spoilers, but sometime before the beginning of the story, Heath in-directly hurts Lily before they ever meet. However, it’s not about Lily needing to forgive Heath, or trying to get over the pain she inflicted upon her, rather its Heath learning to forgive herself and in effect, learning to love herself as much as Lily loves her.

Another big aspect of BatBG is disabilities, Lily Blind is in fact Blind lol and while there are times she struggles with her blindness, she never views her disability as something she needs to be ashamed of and never, ever, blames Heath for it or holds it against her unlike what many, many, many, many other stories end up doing. Her blindness isn’t treated like a super power either, it’s a legitimate disability. She just accepts that it’s a part of her and goes onto say that if not for her blindness, she would’ve never met the love of her life, which I found to be an incredibly profound thing to say.

Now that I’ve gotten this far, I suppose I can add a bit of a disclaimer. So BatBG is waaaaay more explicit about the physical affection between the girls than in any of the previous stories I talked about. Heath and Lily are constantly kissing on, hugging, and almost always flirting with each other, and make no mistake, these girls do be fucking. The sex scenes are never perverted or gross, but genuinely super sweet and romantic, which makes it way hotter imo (huh imagine that🤔). And aside from being hot, it also serves a purpose! Lily’s pretty damn horny underneath all her nice girl antics and while it’s not a major part of her character, it does give a slight edge to her personality and, most importantly, balances out the dynamic between Heath and Lily. It would’ve been very easy to fall into that boring trope where Heath is aggressively horny and Lily is the submissive blind girl, but by making Lily be the one to initiate the sexual encounters, it not only compliments Heath’s more reserved nature, but breaks the stereotype that people with disabilities are pure precious being who couldn’t possibly have sex, which is ableist af btw. Many people think the existence of any sex scenes at all is superfluous, but in BatBG, it truly elevates the story, the characters, and the romance in ways that wouldn’t be nearly as satisfying without it.

Now, with as much praise I gave BatBG, there is one criticism I have, but it’s a quibble really, and it can be explained in a single image:

There is a dissonance between the story and the art, the story says: “Heath is a big, ugly scary monster”

The art says:

And like yes, it can be argued that Heath is simply regurgitating the things bigoted people have said to her, but at no point in the story is this ever challenged or brought up in any meaningful way. Lily is blind so she doesn’t know what the hell she looks like and the other characters aren’t any help either. It’s not a big deal or anything, it just would’ve elevated the story if Heath was actually kinda ugly/more monstrous and not incredibly beautiful because right now it’s giving skinny girl who calls herself fat all the time, and it’s like, babe, who tf are you fooling? 😭

Other than that, BatBG is incredibly profound despite its premise being so deceptively simple and I love it to pieces so …yeah! READ IT.

4. Superwomen in Love! Honey Trap and Rapid Rabbit by sometime

Well, at least there are no blondes

So imma just abbreviate to SiL btw

Alright, let’s get started. The premise is that a villainess falls for the super hero girl and then that plotline is dropped in about 16 pages. I’m not even joking, the villainess falls for the hero, loses her job as a villain and then joins the hero all in one chapter. The REAL plot is actually about a council of evil alien-humans who want to destroy humanity because of generic super villain reason #434: the leader of the aliens is sad and misunderstood :( I’m not even going to lie, I had 0 interest in “X” (the generic ass name of the main villain) and her band of useless lesbians. They did literally nothing in the story except be a nuisance and contribute to X’s incel breakdown at the end. Their inclusion actively made SiL worse because the story has this weird tonal problem where in one breath the villains are portrayed as complete jokes and then you turn the page and now they’re shooting children like girl what💀 And these useless lesbians hog sooooo much of SiL that desperately needed to be given to Honey trap and Hayate to develop their relationship.

When the story DOES actually focus on Honey Trap and Hayate, it’s pretty good, even cute at times, there just wasn’t enough time given to them to flesh their relationship out. As it stands, Honey Trap and Hayate don’t have much of a dynamic, or personality for that matter. Honey Trap’s main gimmick is that she’s extremely horny for Hayate and delulu:

Aside from that, she’s a great value version of Heath, but even a watered down character is better than, like, nothing. All I really know about Hayate is that she’s nice, heroic, likes wearing tacky clothes and ….that’s it. She loves Honey Trap because…………they fought together a few times so why not🤷‍♀️ I’d say at least that’s better than Tamen De Gushi, but actually it’s not because these grown ass women don’t even kiss , all we get is a love confession and their gremlin love child and that’s supposed to be satisfying I guess.

And the worst part is that SiL has the audacity to pretend the romance was something that it clearly wasn’t:

Girl…yall were “””enemies””” for 10 panels.

Now, it’s stated they have been rivals for a while, but I guess Honey Trap forgot all of that because the moment she sees Hayate’s face, my good sis is pussy whipped for life. And that’s in spite of apparently being the evilest one out of the evil group because Honey Trap has no grudge or baggage toward Hayate. She immediately turns good with no issues and Hayate is only distrustful of Honey Trap for 1 or 2 speech bubbles and then she’s not. Anything else that happened was off screen, which means it didn’t happen. Ironically, the very next entry on this list will do a MUCH better job at an ex-villain love story, but for SiL, there’s just not much going on.

Another reading of this story is to call it a “parody” but…no, it isn’t. SiL isn’t a comedy, yes there are comedic moments that poke fun of the genre, but the rest of the story genuinely wants you to take it seriously. Except it can’t. X and her league of dimwits are boring as piss and they oscillate between Saturday morning cartoon villains and child murderers seemingly on a whim. So I can neither be endeared to them nor take them as a serious threat. Honey Trap and Hayate are there, but I lament on all the potential lost from what could’ve been an amazing relationship.

5. Yamujiburo/Kianamaiart’s Hanamusa webcomic

This one is kind of cheating, but I also don’t care let me talk about hot MILFs💀

So the final entry on this list is a webcomic series by one of my fave artist: kianamaiart! And it’s right here on tumblr so check it out!

I stumbled upon this webcomic a few weeks ago, fell in love and now I want to talk about it. This yuri pair thankfully has no blonde femme in sight and instead features two popular Pokémon characters: Jessie from Team Rocket and Delia Ketchum, Ash Ketchum’s mom. What I love about this ship and the world Kiana creates around them is that it’s a very unconventional pairing. There’s just not many romances where a single mom falls in love with an ex gang member and the best part is, Delia being a mom is a big part of her character and she doesn’t ignore Ash in favor of her new relationship with Jessie. She has time for both and doesn’t prioritize one over the other, which many ppl fail to do even irl so good on you Delia!

Now, as for the romance it self, Jessie and Delia are a unique pair. Jessie’s overconfident, brash, drama queen personality doesn’t automatically put her in the “dominant” role and Delia’s sweet, motherly personality doesn’t automatically put her in the “submissive” role. Their dynamic in the webcomic actually plays out in the reverse, Jessie is the one who gets easily flustered and Delia’s…intense, to say the least:

(But Tbf if Delia looked at me like that I’d be at her beck and call too💀)

This subversion of these tropes creates a fun dynamic for the couple and it’s super adorable to see how their energies bounce off each other in each new situation Kiana puts them in. I also love how both Jessie and Delia inspire each other to live out their dreams and they become better versions of themselves by being together.

And one last thing, I don’t have any smart commentary to go along with this, I just really like this drawing of Jessie:

no thoughts, head empty

Final Thoughts

Soooo yeah, that’s the end of my dissertation on yuri comics. I know I ended up dragging a lot of popular yuri, but it wasn’t my intention to make you guys hate any of things I talked about. These were just my thoughts as an avid yuri fan, so let me know your thoughts as well, especially if you read any of the yuri I talked about. And even though I’m super picky about the type of yuri I read, I’d still love to hear any recommendations. Who knows, it might dethrone the undefeated champ that is Beauty and the Beast Girl.

[trstalks]

a penny for your virgin loser rjl thoughts??????? if u have any plsplspsl

Oh ho ho do I have virgin loser rjl thoughts 😈😈😈

(This became way longer than I meant it to be LOL I just started rambling because this is one of my favorite topics)

It also became more about him LOSING his virginity but I could not help myself

So the first thing that comes to mind when I think of virgin remus is how absolutely pathetic he is. He has a huge useless cock that he has no idea how to use, like it’s so big that masturbating traditionally hurts his wrist too much so he’s adapted to getting off by grinding onto a pillow.

On the days leading up to the full I think his cock would be constantly hard, and leaking so much he has to change his underwear throughout the day. (Thank god for robes?) he literally has to lay his cock underneath the waistband of his pants to try and hide it.

Anytime he can get alone he’s grinding down on one of his pillows. Face fully pressed into the mattress and his hands gripping the sheets while he’s fucking into the mattress trying to find relief. He moans soooo loudly he literally cannot help himself so he always has to put up silencing spells.

This goes for outside the full, too. He’d get so turned on by the stupidest things. James whispering something in his ear, watching Sirius eat, smelling Regulus’ cologne, etc.

He just doesn’t know how to use his cock :( not even to masturbate like he just needs someone to help him:(((

I immediately imagined him either losing his virginity to Regulus (the virginity kink king) or Prongsfoot (tbh also virginity kink havers)

Regulusssss oh my god he wants to corrupt Remus so badly. I think when they were in school together they both would’ve been academic rivals (virgin losers) except when Regulus got out of school he went and got himself fucked and became a huge slut.

When he sees Remus again at one of Sirius get togethers, he immediately wants to corrupt him. He doesn’t even give Remus a moment to think, he just walks up and says “hey, haven’t seen you since school, let’s go somewhere quieter to catch up.”

Remus takes him up to his bedroom and Regulus is immediately all over him. Asking him what he’s been doing since graduating while running a hand over his chest. Running his fingers through his hair and asking him if he’s planning on growing it out.

He’s saying “wow you’re so tall.” And then talking about how much he loves tall men.

He ends up crowding Remus towards the bed and pushing into his space so much that he stumbles back onto it, staring up at Reg with his big brown eyes. Remus probably apologizes even though it was NOT his fault. He’s also extremely hard from all the touching and close proximity.

Regulus immediately is like “no no you didn’t do anything wrong…” while sitting down in Remus’ lap and grabbing his face to kiss him. Grinding down on him until he cums in his pants :((( RAAAA

Remus is so so so embarrassed at his premature orgasm but it’s the hottest thing Reg has ever experienced (and he says so while placing Remus’ hand over his own dick and helping him jerk Reg off.”

Prongsfoot would happen to walk in at the wrong time, and Remus would have forgotten his silencing charm. They HAVE to go check on him because he’s genuinely moaning like he’s in pain (which he is, because he’s having a really hard time getting himself off :( and he needs help)

So they tear open his curtains to see him panting and moaning with half his face pressed down into the pillow. He’s staring at them with his big brown eyes and his face and entire body is covered in sweat. His hands are gripping his pillow and he’d completely naked grinding his hard cock onto the pillow underneath him. He’s humping it like an animal.

And his cock is soooo hard and it’s leaking so much :((

Remus is blushing so hard and he’s grabbing a blanket to cover himself with but Sirius grabs it and tells him to keep going cause they wanna see. James wipes the tears off his face and says he wants to see too. Except Remus just whines into his pillow and is crying harder out of embarrassment, his hips still grinding into the pillow because he can’t help himself.

And Sirius and James start cooing at him and reaching over to touch him because they think it’s just soooo cute that he has no idea what he’s doing. James climbs into the bed and pulls Remus into his lap, while Sirius grabs the pillow that he was grinding into and throws it onto the floor, leaving Remus bared to them.

His cock is just hanging there so big n swollen and James is talking to Sirius about how cute he is as if he isn��t sitting right there.

Sirius leans over him and kisses James, asking him if they should teach Remus how to use his big pathetic cock :(( because he clearly needs help.

Sirius grabs Remus’ hand and places it on his dick, and starts moving it up and down for him while James is whispering about how good of a job he’s doing. Pinching at his nipples and mouthing at his neck. He reaches down to rub a finger along Remus’ hole and the barest pressure causes him to cum.

Both scenarios honestly end with Prongsfoot or Reg telling Remus that they’re gonna teach him all about sex because he needs a teacher :(( he’s too pathetic to do it without them of course

[poisonouspastels]

Some ppl wanted me to go on my rambles about Murder Drones world building stuff, so here you go. Decided to start off by combining two of the Disassembly Drone topics I think about a lot. Sorry if there's any typos, I compiled this in SAI lol Transcript under the cut for those who can't read the images

Disassembly Drones & YOU! aka @poisonouspastels' overanalysis and scattered rambling on characters in a webseries So how many disassembly drones are left anyways?

This is a topic that facinates me a lot, actually! In the series we of course only ever predominantly focus on 3 of them, being N, V, and J, but we are made aware of the existence of plenty of other disassembly drones, many of which outright sharing designs with fellow worker drones seen in the manor. In Cabin Fever Labs alone we see at least 17 corpses, potentially more, not accounting for scattered dismembered limbs and what belonged to who. Already this is a pretty significant indicator of amounts, and this is at minimum those killed by sentinels. More become apparent via Alice's "collection." Its a common fandom joke that there's just as many disassembly drones as there are letters in the alphabet, though I imagine this not to be the case. Their serial letters seem to not be an exclusive trait judging by their armbands, and are simply nicknames given by Tessa based upon such. Though there isn't inherently evidence for this fact, its entirely possible that there are other disassembly drones with shared serial letters (though not numbers.)

Additionally in the literal End Of The World, we see a few additional disassembly drones (though those could be the same ones seen in CFL), notably all in the same condensed area, a city somewhere on Earth. I think its important to note that this seems to be DURING Earth's downfall, implying that the planet likely wasn't destroyed all at once (to the point where we see military involvement) and moreover, that disassembly drones were those who picked off the scraps.

There does seem to be some additional evidence towards the idea that the Earth wasn't destroyed all at once, via the photos of Earth we see though the CFL computers, where major parts are intact, but in the process of being destroyed. Earth being completely destroyed, as we see it in the satellite image, is the result of at minimum being 18 years (assuming this is roughly the age of Uzi based on Liam's words and ages shown in-series) gone. Additionally, we know that two other planetary systems were destroyed before the arrival of Disassembly Drones on Copper 9, being the Proxima and then Plat-Binary system, so it is entirely possible during this period of time that Earth could have been destroyed in the process of any time between days to years, possibly even being destroyed in tandem with other planetary systems instead of being jumped to one by one.

Though its generally impossible to give an EXACT number of how many Disassembly Drones are still kicking around on Copper 9 (aside from saying "at least 3") its safe to assume that if Earth really wasn't destroyed all in one day, and there is likely more Disassembly Drones than there is letters in the alphabet, then there's probably a lot more of them that were made than the average viewer would anticipate. How many of them are ALIVE though? Up for debate, between them seemingly being killed en mass by sentinels, and even just a simple worker like Alice being able to cull a few for her collection. (As an aside, there's two other unnamed planetary systems in range of Earth on this map that have gone untouched by the Solver. Neat!)

Disassembly Drones outside of the main 3 aren't mindless killing machines, you just wildly misinterpreted Cyn's line. I can feel the digital tomatoes being thrown at me already.

This is probably going to be one of my more controversial takes in terms of "commonly accepted by the fandom" material. I don't want to outright call anyone wrong in their interpretation of this line, but I see this used so often to be a debate point for the idea that all Disassembly Drones aside from N, V, and J, are simply turned into mindless killing machines with no personalities of their own. However, so much just… doesn't support this.

I've had a very large qualm with the "no other Disassembly Drones have thoughts/feelings/personalities of their own, they're just mindless killing machines, etc etc." mindset that has been so commonly adopted by the fandom for a while now. Because of this, I've had a lot of time to stew on it, and will be breaking this into pieces.

Disassembly Drones DO have their own thoughts and feelings still, and by extension are shown to at least have empathy for their kin, even in dying moments. Its unclear as to when the CFL Disassembly Drones were killed, if they were all together or it was in succession of eachother, but there is a clear fact to be seen: the warnings they left behind for those who would follow. Warnings of the same Sentinels that ripped them to bits, written in their own oil as a dying act. Messages of "DON'T LOOK" and "THE LIGHTS", as well as the crude depiction of the Sentinel's face litter the area. A very clear indication of danger, and a very clear warning. I feel like this alone conveys the idea that Disassembly Drones have far more on their mind that just murder. At least some form of care for their kin that would come after them is shown through these warnings, even if it would not be heeded. Their thoughts when dying were not on themselves - but in a last plea to attempt to save others that would come after.

Our Sentinel friends actually get to help with our next point:

Disassembly Drones, and by extension drones on the whole, are likely unable to properly function without any form of personality or higher cognitive function. I will admit that this subject can stray slightly into headcanon territory, but is somewhat supported by evidence shown in canon. To start, we'll give out the three categories of robots made by JC Jenson: Worker Drones, (Anti-Drone) Sentinels, and the Robo-roaches (tied with the separate branch of Keybug(s)) Worker drones are of course shown to have said higher form of function. They are capable of rational thought, decision making, and functioning of their own accord outside of an assigned task. The Robo-roaches, though unable to communicate verbally (save for the Keybug variation(s) with their text functions) do seem to show at least some form of greater cognitive function, acknowledging with hand (leg) gestures gratefulness at the acknowledgement of not being crushed, and showing a sort of disgust/weariness at seeing one of its own kind being beheaded, before shortly being dispatched itself. If you'd like to assume they are on similar cognitive level as the keybug counterpart, you can also add emotional responses to their capabilities. Sentinels, however… seem incapable of any higher decision making or cognitive function than your average animal, if that. They are given a task that they seemingly STRICTLY follow: Eliminate all AI targets.

Notably, despite their human creators, they seem to have a lack of care for human wellbeing, judging by the response of a Sentinel (specifically later officially known as Sparky) being very willing to bite (fake) Tessa, alongside the others soon after the fact being just as willing to attack what they perceive as a bleeding human. "But Rose" I hear the audience shout, "We know that Tessa was actually Cyn this whole time, so maybe the Sentinels were just confused and acted accordingly!" And to that I do agree to some degree! Sparky's reaction to blood very possibly had something to do with this factor, though it is notable that he is the ONLY Sentinel that had this reaction to the sight of blood. But to this I also say:

"CODE RED SECURITY PROTOCOL OVERRIDE ANTI-DRONE SENTINELS ENGAGED RUN FOR YOUR LIFE. SEEK SHELTER OR VACATE THE PREMISE IMMEDIATELY!"

It's already KNOWN that Sentinels can attack humans, even before the core collapse. They don't have the cogantive function to differentiate even between humans and drones in their orders, they do nothing but attack everything except themselves. Ironically, the very same thing that a large chunk of the fanbase claims the Disassembly Drones to be.

While of course we never outright meet a Disassembly Drone outside of the main 3, another thing that should be inferred is: Would it truly be USEFUL to have Disassembly Drones be mindless killing machines? On paper, maybe, the Absolute Solver's end goal is seemingly just to consume everything at any cost after all. HOWEVER, I think that one crucial detail is often forgotten about our murder friends: At their core (ha), they are still modified and infected worker drones. (Sorry to all of you with fan kid OCs, you keep doing what you're doing, but that Disassembly/Worker hybrid kid you made would just be a Worker Drone) This too dives into personal headcanon based on these facts, but I imagine that it is quite literally outright impossible for worker drones to function to a full degree without a personality. If drones were capable of not being given personalities or some form of sentience en mass, I think JC Jenson would have made them that way to begin with. Not only to circumvent the whole morality debate that comes with, but also the potential robot uprising. After all, why would you NEED to give a robot a personality, any sense of self if you just want it to do everything that you say without hesitation? Because it needs it. Having a brain means nothing if you can't think with it. We already have robots that do what we want because we programmed them too, but you cannot build an intelligent being without the rationale for problem solving, decision making, and obedience. There's probably more to be said about humanity's treatment of Worker Drones, how they're often made to start with the intelligence of children to cultivate obedience, and likewise how they are treated, but that's a subject for another day.

So what's the conclusion in all that then?

Chances are, when this was said by Cyn, it was meant more figuratively. Not "retain your personalities" as in "I didn't get rid of them entirely," but rather as in "I didn't change them to better suit what I needed."

Worker Drones may not be able to function properly with a complete lack of a personality, but they CAN function with an altered personality. In fact, we see this shown outright in the series: with Cyn herself, and her infection via the Absolute Solver. Granted, this may have been a gradual change, or it may have been a radical shift from what she once was. We never see Cyn before her time in the landfill after all, so it's impossible to say with 100% certainty, but we do know at the very minimum that Cyn is not who she once was because of factors largely outside her control. Additionally, it has been noted by Liam before that the Disassembly Drones lost the information of both their birth (manufacturing?) dates alongside their names when they were originally disassembled (ie. when they ended up in the landfill, not when Cyn tore them apart, as they still very clearly remember their serial designation based names.), so a loss of a basic sense of self isn't unheard of in death, but a personality is still retained.

Therefore, it wouldn't be unreasonable to assume that Disassembly Drones outside of N, V, and J do have personalities- just not the ones they originally had. Likely instead ones made to benefit Cyn further in what she wants, as she does specifically designate it as "your team", implying the existence of other teams, indicating at least some sense of unison among other groups of Disassembly Drones. Wow this got long.

[marilynthornhilllover]

Anyway, don't be a stranger.

Mortica Addams x fem reader

Warning: fluff, smoking, past breakups, ex girlfriend talks, cheating, brutal dialog, memories, reader has a daughter, slight depression, talk about moving on, one kiss, a few flash backs, ending on good terms, getting closure.

It was a relaxing rainy Friday evening, as gentle rain drops spilled against the rooftops of countless homes across the neighborhood. You picked up your glass of wine taking a sip as you listened to your exotic teenage daughter ramble about her P.T.A meeting tomorrow. She went on about how much she couldn't wait to show you around her dorm room, or to show you her plant science projects she made with Ms.Thornhill.

But most of all, she just couldn't wait to introduce you to her new very best friend Wednesday adams. Although the name sounded weird enough for a teenager you were still fascinated by the cute stories your daughter mariam would tell you every afternoon after school. You really wanted to know who was this Wednesday mariam would always talk about.

Maybe meet her parents and thank them for giving life to someone mariam could call a true friend. You smiled as she took up her fork to finally eat her food thats been sitting infront of her for hours.

" all that talking and now your dinner is cold mari" you chuckled as you got up from your seat shaking your head, the chair gently scratching the ground. At that she sighed before giving her food one look before refocusing on her conversation.

" and I want you to see what Wednesday and I made for our cooking competition i—" you rolled your eyes as you took away her plate and placed it in the sink.

" That's enough Missy, I've heard quite a lot in one night and for the past two weeks" it's true, every afternoon the only conversation topic was P.T.A meeting and Wednesday Addams. You honestly didn't mind but sometimes a little " so mom how was your day?" Or " today the lunch you gaved me was amazing thanks for making it" would be nice, but only on rare occasions were those phrases ever mentioned.

You quickly fixed her another plate of some chicken pasta before washing the remaining dishes that had been in the sink. You sneeked a glanced at mariam to see her giggling with her phone in her hand as her fingers typed swiftly across the keyboard, her food once again becoming cold.

You quickly turned around and with your soapy hands you snatched her phone away from her. She gasped turning her full body around to look at you with quite a perplexed expression.

" hey! I was texting Wednesday!" You shook your head and pointed at her food.

" eat, now. You'll need the energy to introduce me to this Wednesday" she smiled, doing as was instructed she began to stuff her mouth and not another word was mentioned until the plate that laid before her was cleared. When she was finished you took the plate and discarded the left overs.

" goodnight kiddo, please do get some sleep we have a very long day tomorrow and you won't wanna be dozing off at random points" you kissed her forehead before turning off the lights but leaving the dim ones on for her incase she maybe wanted to finish reading her book.

You threw on your robe around your pajamas then got into the comfort of your bed. You cuddled up in your duvet and not long after you weren't even aware when you had fell asleep.

The next morning went surprisingly smooth, you didn't have to rush mariam because she was already up two hours before you and she didn't speak a word about Wednesday. You both gathered all the necessary things and left the house.

You didn't really have a heavy breakfast because the school would be having a little parent and child meet and greet where parents and students can get to chat with food. Literally the part that mariam couldn't wait for, she was dying for you to breathe the same air as Wednesday.

When you both arrived at the school mariam practically flew out of the car.

" Come on mom! Your walking too slow Wednesday is probably wondering where I'm at" you held onto her hand as you both walked briskly through the crowded room. You were separated from your daughter when a young usher stopped you and gaved you small piece of pink paper with your seat number and seating section on it.

You were given only a small moment to catch your breath before mariam continued to drag you along to your seats. You placed your handbag down on your seat and pushed the small piece of paper into your pocket as you fixed your hair and lip gloss.

You scanned the room and your eyes were immediately hooked to the scene of mariam hugging this short pale girl. Her jet black hair was styled in two pigtails and her face frowned and eyebrows furrowed. Her uniform was not it's customary blue and black, no, it was grey and black. Her ankle high boots quite literally matched the aesthetic especially with her impressive mewing.

Maybe it was her smile, maybe it was was her choice of dressing or maybe it was the way she played off a very familiar serious face all to well. You were quickly snapped out of your trance when you heard mariam calling you from across the hall. Your eyes met hers as a small smile made an appearance on your face. Wednesday did a small gesture as mariam waved aggressively urging you to come.

The two looked every uncomfortable. If you had looked at them for the first time you'd think they were the cousins at the family reunion that were being forced to get to know eachother.

But Wednesday rather looked kind, she did hug mariam back regardless of her dark and gloomy appearance, with her hand on the lower part of mariam's back and a small smirk of her face. Something about her reminded you of someone... you just couldn't quite place your finger on it.

You chuckled before proceeding to walk over towards her.

" mommy this is Wednesday!" Mariam shrieked, doing a cute tiny jump before clasping her hands tightly together. The girl extended her hand and did a small bow. Before you could react, you noticed her necklace. It was a Obsidian Talisman with her initial engraved on it and you knew it well because you were also wearing one with your name initial on it.

Yours was a gift from your ex lover....

These necklaces are rare and hold a strong meaning, you weren't quite sure if others could get them that easily. Suddenly a wave of pure betrayal and utter regret shook you to your core, a shiver took over your body as a heartache you knew far too well struck you in the deepest depths of your heart. The touch of mortica's unsettling love burned your veins.

Your stomach did flips as your head slightly pounded. The feeling of the heartbreak still lingered within you, matter of fact it never left. You hadn't realized that you left Wednesdays hand hanging mid air. You reached beneath your shirt to touch your necklace — for comfort.

" mom? You ok?" Mariams voice brought life back to your body and just there you realize why you forced yourself to move on from mortica, so that you could love yourself and be the best mother possible to your daughter mariam. You couldn't allow yourself to fall, to return to that state of pure emptiness and guilt again.

You couldnt allow Mariam to see that side of you, what would she say? What kind of example would you be setting for her as a young teenager who hasn't even experienced love yet?. Mariam was the better version of you, the brighter, happier, less stressed, more energetic version of you. And you are so happy that you gaved birth to such a good person like mariam.

You nodded and looked towards Wednesday, who was standing there with a blank face as if nothing had happened. Before you could speak up and sincerely apologize to the young girl a voice asserted from behind you.

" Wednesday, there you are darling! I've been looking all over for you" a voice far to familiar to not recognize, and again that aching pain took over your body and you completely froze as you felt time stopped. Your throat felt as if something was cutting off your oxygen supply and your eyes slowly began to burn as they swelled up with tears. Your ears started ringing and you could have sworn that your vision got blurred.

You started hyperventilating as flash backs of you and mortica paced like rapid hot flashes across your eyes. The soft hand of your daughter gently wrapped around your waist pulling you closer to them.

" mom, seriously are you ok?" Mariam removed your bag and made space for you to sit.

" I'm fine mari , just a little headache" you laughed it off but you can tell that mariam was still worried. You both held an Intense eye contact for a while and again just as you were about to reassure her, Principal Weems spoke up.

" Greetings to all parents and to all of my extraordinary students, it's a pleasure to have you all with me this afternoon, I do hope you enjoy yourselves, also just letting you know you all have approximately fifteen minutes before we begin which we will start with our student honor ceremony" and with a twinkling of a honey coated smile and swayed hips larissa disappeared off the stage and into the distanceto greet more parents who were arriving.

You excused yourself leaving Wednesday and mariam to chat, you sped pass mortica faster than lightning not giving sparing her a glance.

You sighed as you stopped and leaned against the stone cold wall of the secluded bathroom hall way. The area was silent and well blocked out from any pass byers. You reached into your purse and took out your cigarette, lightning it you placed it between your lips and laid your head back against the wall. You closed your eyes and granted your mind permission to escape reality.

After a while you opened your eyes and gasped loudly as your hand quickly covered your chest, you can swear that your soul almost left your body. Standing on the other side of the wall was mortica. Black dress that almost showed her cleavage— as always and jet black hair straighten to it's thinnest layers. Her eyes gleamed as they bored into yours.

You scoffed before removing the cigarette from your mouth and throwing it into the nearest trash bin. She just stood there staring at you as if she wanted to you feel sorry for her, or maybe the other way around.

" didn't mean to scare you darling" she whispered under her breath so quietly that you almost couldn't hear, almost as if someone was listening. You rolled your eyes and kept avoiding eye contact with her.

" I'm not scared of you mortica" you said bitterly. She slowly took a step towards you. She analyzed you as if you were the world's most dangerous creature before taking another step.

" no one said you were darling, but i mean you did avoid me for almost two decades" she spoke, her tone was some what sorrowful but it sounded beyond sarcastic. With that your eyes snapped up towards hers.

" and who's fault was that?" You both stood still, no one moved, no one blinked, none of you breathed. The air temperature seemed to rise as the tension slowly became unbearably thick.

" look y/n don't say that as if I did something so horrendously terrible, it's been 17 years I mean I deserve atleast a bit of air—" you immediately walked up to mortica and pushed her.

" you made me question every possible reason as to why I couldn't be good enough for you! Question what larissa had that I didn't!" It was at this moment you felt all the lungs be pushed out of your lungs as a feeling of stored up pressure can be felt being released. You could feel the stinging sensation of your eyes as tears overflowed from them.

" you broke my fucking heart mortica! That's what you did, I tore myself apart for years because you walked out of my life when I needed you the most and you stand there and talk about air when i was the one who was suffocated!" You hadn't even realized that streams of tears were flowing down your face as your lips quivered.

And the look of pure hurt could been seen on morticas face, as if your words had stabbed her thousand times.

" i- I," taking a deep breath, then sighing she found the courage speak up. " y/n, I taught that I wasn't good enough for you, I was the kid with that bad grades, always getting in trouble, the bad influence, while you were always on all the scholarship list, joining after school clubs, getting honor awards, I felt like a burden to you."

" so that's your sad womp story as to why you cheated on me one week before our two year anniversary date? Oh mortica you are more pathetic than I thought—" she was going to cut you off but you spoke over her. Your chest rising and falling as you slowly started to hyperventilate again. The memories came back like hot flashes.

You froze.... is she being for real?.... that's her excuse....

" you are so unfair, mortica you knew that I loved you with every bone, every cell within me, and you knew I didn't care about the odds that stood between us! you are utter unbelievable!"

You did want a second chance with mortica.... so bad... to give her a chance to be who she didn't get to be, to do what she wished to do. But it was too late, and you've already been hurt enough. There was no second chances for a heart that hasn't even healed yet.

You both just stood there in dead silence.You both stared at eachother, the pain too much to bare with one's soul. You could hear your heart breaking like pieces of tiny glass shards.

You both had too many emotions for words to express. The weight of it all was too heavy, it was weighing you down, it has weighed you down all theses years and it's exhausting.

You knew if you let mortica back in there will be consequences and wounds will be reopened.... wounds that you fought so hard to close, just so that your daughter wouldn't grow up with a sadistic, numb mother that was dying from her heartbreak.

Mortica on the other hand wished she loved you sooner, better.... wished she had took other roads to fix how she felt about herself in the relationship. Instead of taking matters into her own hands and breaking the heart that she loved the most, the heart that she fell so desperately in love with. Because now you won't let her back in the mend it.

And she understood......

It would be selfish of her to ask for a second chance.....

And it would be foolish of you to give it to her....

You did love the small moments you got to spend with mortica. And you did cherish the memories you both made.

The days when you'd both buy ice cream just to lick it off eachothers nose.

The days you'd skip class, just so she could pretend to be your Romeo at the park for her theater practice.

The days when you both slept in and savored the cuddles while the rain sprinkled love and harmony outside the window.

The days you'd kiss til both your lips went sore.

You swallowed before sighing. You slowly walked closer to her, instantly feeling the body warmth you loved on the winter days. Her bitter sweet perfume that would burn your nose everytime she sat next to you in lab class.

She took a step closer to you, pressing all her body weight on you. You both locked eyes with one another. Your pupils deliate as your eyes glanced down to her lips and back up to her eyes. She got the message. She leaned in, with one hand wrapped around your waist and the other around your neck both your lips met in the dance of love for one last time.

Her lips were just as soft as you remembered them to be. She swiped her tongue across your bottom lip requesting entry and to which you granted. Your tongues gently and slowly twisted and interlocked with eachothers. And for the first time in a long time you remembered what love felt like, what her love felt like.

You remembered how safe and protected you felt in her arms, how cared for and loved you felt when she kissed you. You melted in her arms before pulling away. You both stayed like that for a minute, hugging eachother. Her skin against yours in the warm embrace.

" dont be a stranger darling, I don't wanna be a stranger in your life, if you need me for anything, I'm just a touch of an necklace away" she whispered before pulling away. You kissed her cheek and nodded.

You both returned to you seats to be there for your children and enjoy the afternoon. The food was great, the conversations were amazing, especially with mortica's silly jokes that never failed to make you laugh. Wednesday and mariam said their goodbyes and so did you and mortica. No longer holding on to any guilt or regrets you both went your separate ways.

It was like a fresh start, the one where your heart wasn't aching everytime you had memories of what you and her used to be.

Sometimes people come into your life to show you what love feels like, not to stay and in this is the hardest form of the word goodbye.

[phonefaceenthusiast]

An topic i always wanted to ramble about: How Dee's death (Deeath) went down

It's actually a LOT more elaborated than you would think; There's multiple cutscenes and small lore tidbits that add so much more to it. I'll contextualize what was going on first:

June XX, 1973 - Henry killed 2 kids at Fredbear's Family Diner, leading them to possess the Spring Freddy and Spring Bonnie suits (i believe it happened on june 19th, as that would make it less than a week before y'know what); He then convinces William to help him get rid of the evidence (this is BEFORE he was lobotomized, back when he still had a moral compass and acted as a fairly normal person. This detail is gonna be insanely important so keep it in mind). Worth noting that the robots aren't agressive, likely because the fat iguana knew how to keep them controlled by exploiting their fear.

June XX, 1973 (june 20-21th is where i think it makes the most sense) - Henry's original plan was to rig Will's Springbonnie suit and then frame him as the murderer but William Fucking Afton always comes back HOWEVER this was even better for Henry as it made Willy a perfect labrat to Miller's research… That's a topic for another day though.

Afternoon June 23, 1973 - Jack leaves Dee at the Diner for her 6th birthday and goes home, buries his dead dog and then drinks 'till he passes out.

6 pm june 23 - The party's over, the restaurant is closing down, almost everyone went home and now Dee is left alone. Henry sees this as a opportunity to kill a third kid so he uses the Spring Freddy suit to lure her into an employees-only room (not the saferoom; likely the maintenance room as this was before cameras where put everywhere)... except Dee actually tries to fight back. Henry does injury her but he's playing it safe, not taking any chances that she might set off his springlocks.

After a few minutes of unsucessfully trying to kill her, Henry instead leaves her locked and bleeding out in that room and tells William about the situation, asking for his help. Willie hesitates and even tells Henry "Why can't you do it yourself?" to which Henry replies "She keeps struggling". He then forces Dave to do it.

Reminder: he HAD morals, THIS is the moment that they get shattered. He wasn't just hesitating, he was crying his eyeballs out. Hell, i think part of the reason flipside Dee forgave him fairly easily is because she saw the sheer agony he was in because he HAD to do it. this deeply traumatized him, Davetrap freaks out in the evil ending when Jack brings up Dee because THIS is what broke William and turned him into Dave; It was his first kill, what led to him questioning Henry's ethics and ultimately getting lobotomized. Deep down he WANTS to redeem himself but his devotion to his "father figure" - the closest person to him - prevents him from doing so.

When Jack got there, She was still alive. He was THIS close to saving her and yet... he couldn't. (Also the reason Dee must have been at the maintenance/backstage is because Jack died in the saferoom and she wasn't there, at least not initially)

When he was dying in the spring freddy suit, he SAW Henry carry Dee's corpse and put it in the SpringBonnie suit (it's literally her hair style; also the focus of that cutscene is showing why Blackjack attacked Henry, and it's because of what he did to him and his family: first, it shows Jack bleeding out in the saferoom, then Peter dying wearing the Rat springlock costume and finally the scene we're talking about, which Blackjack seems the most pissed off about, like out of the three deaths this was the one that hurt him the most).

Henry kept Dee's body in the springbonnie suit until he finished building the puppet. A explanation i seen why is when they left her without a vessel her ghost started haunting the Diner, trying to do whatever she could to expose/draw attention to Henry and Dave, like possessing objects to signal that there was something wrong, maybe even trying to point out to incriminating evidence. Henry notices this and starts building a vessel for her so that he can control what she does with controlled shocks and even shutting down the metal/eletronics parts in the puppet so that she's unable to do anything. since there's no spare costumes, he temporarily puts her in the springbonnie to prevent any further troubles since he knows how to deal with the possessed robots/costumes.

TL;DR: Dee's death is basically THE moment the lore revolves around; it's essential to Jack, Dave, Henry, Blackjack and (obviously) Dee's characters, adding so much depth to them just from how they were impacted by it.

Just wanted to lore ramble and i don't think anyone ever went in depth into this as i just did so… Thanks for coming into TED talk (:

[marimayscarlett]

So this is an odd question but I wondered if you could help me with a poll or just your opinion?

So, I'm American and I desperately need Rammstein posters for my walls and the only official Rammstein poster I have been able to get is the one from the Zick Zack Magazine. The paper is super thin and it wasn't printed correctly so it looks all wonky on my walls. Rammstein shop does sell posters but they don't ship to America and I haven't found any other official ways to get my hands on more posters.

Would it be acceptable to print my own? I feel bad ordering one of my favorite photo(s) and not supporting the band directly but I literally cannot find any other posters anywhere other than from weird scam sites. I've found some on TEMU but I can't buy from there with a clean conscious...

I'm not sure if you could help, but I had to ask a veteran in this fandom before I did anything. I also wondered if it would be acceptable to order a print of an Emigrate photo since they also don't have any posters to get a hold of?

This was long and rambling and I apologize lol I love plastering my favorite bands on my walls, I've grown up doing it and the bands on my wall now aren't accurately displaying my current interests well enough. I was just wondering if it was possible to get like, an opinion from the Tumblr Ramm fans and vets here before I do anything that's looked down on by other fans. (I also have very little Rammstein merch because shipping is $30+ and it's very expensive so I've only been able to get a hold of a shirt and a few official merch pieces they sell on Amazon so I already feel incredibly guilty that I can't support them the way I'd love to)

Thanks so much in advance!!! I love you and your account and you were the biggest piece in my original journey of becoming a Rammstein fan in 2023 and I'm forever grateful for everything you do for us!

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hey 👋🏻

Short answer: Just do it. There’s nothing better than covering your room with exactly the images you want on your walls.

Slightly longer answer:

That was my daily life back in my youth, and honestly, it still is. My room used to be filled with self-printed posters of bands, anime, series, actors... If I like an image and can’t find an official poster of it, I just order a print myself. Honestly, I never really thought about whether that meant I was supporting the band too little or not, because at the end of the day… they’re just posters? It’s much nicer to hang up your absolute favorite images rather than feeling "forced" to buy posters you don’t really like. Personally, I wouldn’t overthink this topic at all, but maybe I just think too pragmatically... or selfishly?

Here’s a little example of some images hanging in my living room - these definitely weren’t available as posters, as they are absolute masterpieces by @iinchicore. Before printing them, I asked them for permission, and they were kind enough to even send me the original files in higher resolution. I’m incredibly grateful for that and now have four of my favorite images framed above my dining table. 🤍 (The fairy lights cause some reflection, but I hope it's still visible).

While we're at it: I don't think you have to feel guilty in any way. Buy merch second hand, print your posters, make merch yourself!! I love self made merch, since you save money, can create exactly the things you like and still can support the band outwardly. Here's my backpack with a Sehnsucht patch @gothtoast painted for me, and little picture keychain thingies @soffuiii inspired me to do, since she posted her's a while ago:

Or make little bracelets! A popular hobby in some parts of this fandom, and another, somewhat subtle way to express your love for the band. Here are three I wear daily: the RZK one made the lovely @m---e---l for me (inspired by his pink hoodie and red cap combo), the Wilder Wein one was done by the dear @wizzardclown and the Paulchard one was made by me.

You see, there are so many ways to create stuff, it doesn't end with posters. Just do what you like and what brings you joy 🤍 And thank you for your kind words! It's a very big honour for me that I might have helped someone a little on their journey to become a fan 🤍🥹

[it-lives-within-the-dark]

I really do love SBCL and I really feel like when you read the manga it SO blatantly in your face…but when I read Yana’s old blog it seems like she’s so dead set against Sebastian and Ciel caring for each other at all…that it’s like does she even see what she writers or and I just delulu… or are antis just cherry picking what they translate 😭😭

Hey Nonny!

Short answer:

I'm not familiar enough with Yana's old blog to make any judgements on what her intentions/feelings are for her story and characters based on her posts (not to mention, it's old - people can change their minds).

Long answer:

I go back and forth when it comes to authorial intent and death of the author. I've literally been on both sides of the issue. As a fan, it's easy to say that what the author intended doesn't matter and that my interpretation of their work is 100% valid, even if it's the complete opposite of what the author intended. On the other hand, I've been in the author's shoes. I took a creative writing class in college where one of our assignments was to write a short story and then the class would discuss it. Simple, right? Easy. Except I wasn't allowed to speak the entire time my work was being discussed. I had to bite my tongue for forty minutes while my classmates completely butchered my story, listen to them miss the main theme completely, focus on a random detail that meant nothing, and walk away at the end of class not understanding anything I tried to convey in my work. I never got to explain what it actually meant; all the little clues and details that they missed - nothing. And it sucked. A lot. But at the end of the day there was nothing I could do about it.

All that to say, I think it's up to you to determine what holds more importance: what Yana says in her old posts (keeping in mind the context in which those remarks were made - what year did she make those comments, and where does that line up in the publishing of the manga? - are you taking into consideration that she is a public figure and that she might need to watch her words so that she doesn't jeopardize her job? etc.), or how you personally interpret the work.

I also think it's important to keep in mind that there can be (and is) a difference in what you, the fan, want to see happen, and what you want to actually happen in canon. There's a tumblr post floating around that discusses this topic but I don't have it handy.

Sorry this was all a bit rambly!

[kindlespark]

this is gonna be SO long and rambly sorry anyway i saw a post abt how babel does queer characters and it got me thinking abt why the tropes it uses would usually turn me off other stories but didn’t here

MAJOR BABEL SPOILERS //

i feel like i’d be more mad abt how robinramy ended up in babel if it marketed itself as queer lit at all or if its fans were going “WOW AMAZING QUEER REP” abt it. but no one told me any of that, so finding out they were gay was just a fun little bonus surprise to me. i get why ppl are eh abt robinramy not getting together/technically still being subtext (which i dont think is really true btw like the book literally says “robin was falling in love” but idk i guess if you were stupid you might’ve assumed that it was falling in love with oxford given how romantic some of the other language is (WHICH IS ALSO THE POINT bc i think robin’s friendship with ramy blurring into romance is why he romanticised like all his friendships/experiences in oxford BUT IM GETTING OFF-TOPIC)). i just think robin’s repression abt being gay was intrinsically tied to his attitudes on imperialism (wrt refusing to acknowledge anything that complicated his life until it was too late) and i don’t consider it a cop out or queerbait. like i genuinely don’t think robinramy could ever have gotten together without drastic alterations being made in terms of plot and character. plus i think it’s clear that kuang didn’t want to write a story with any kind of focus on romance at all, because it’s not that kind of book. there’s no successful het romance either, so it grates a lot less. the only reason romance is included at all is to show the ways in which white entitlement manifests. so the tragic way robinramy played out just made sense to me.

and i speak as someone who accidentally spoiled myself on You Know What in the middle of reading and i was like ugghh boooo dreading it the whole time expecting to roll my eyes when it happened but then when it did i was like. wow im actually not that mad LMFAO 😭😭😭 actually thematically the book sets it up so well that i believed that this was unfortunately the only way it could’ve gone. babel is about the loss and tragedy and grief that colonised people experience. it’s about the lengths people will go to to uphold empire and the lengths ppl will go to to tear it down like idk 😭 i guess it is bury your gays but it didnt bother me this time because i thought it fit thematically ❤️ i enjoy tragedy as a genre a lot and i would’ve made it gay anyway you know. thanks rf kuang for doing it for me so i didnt have to.

WHICH IS ALL TO SAY that i guess if you’re going into babel for the queer rep without appreciating that the story is fundamentally a tragedy it would feel like it’s just reusing tired tropes….. but i think the choices kuang made were rly deliberate and not in a way that feels like trauma porn or shock value. the book is fundamentally about the struggles of poc so the layer of queerness that was introduced felt like a subtle extension of the experiences of characters of colour in the book, and i enjoyed and related to it as a queer chinese person who kind of realised they had to prioritise their fight for the liberation of poc over queerness mainly because the idea of western queer liberation cannot be dissociated from imperialism and many aspects of homophobia as we know it was an export of christian european empire into our colonised countries in the first place and FUCK THIS IS A WHOLE OTHER TANGENT ABOUT HOW I THINK RAMY AS A CHARACTER IS EMBLEMATIC OF THE TENSION AND STRUGGLE THAT QUEER POC DIASPORA HAVE BETWEEN OUR IDENTITIES GODDAMNIT OK FORGET IT POST CANCELLED i just rly think babel’s handling of queer characters is fine and makes sense and i like it personally and maybe i will make a coherent analysis about it one day but that day is not today byeeeeeee

[jinnaizaemon]

This time it's an excerpt from Ninmyu 6's re-run, and it includes Tasogare Jinbei's song, A Twilight-Colored World / Tasogareiro no Sekai.

It's funny I watched Ninmyu 6's premiere a while back and it didn't particularly impress me, and when I watched the re-run recently this scene kind of left me in shock. Huh? Huh?? They did that??? I just wanted to clip and sub Zatto's speech at the beginning, but Jinbei's song number says a lot about Tasogaredoki and how he regards his men, so I included it too. And then I felt Zatto's discussion with Sonnamon at the end was important too so here it is... I feel these clips are getting longer and longer, sorry... ! Once again, many many thanks to Tome for checking some lines for me, I'm very grateful. Let me ramble a bit under the cut.

Translating lyrics is soooooo scary. Not everything is translated literally because I try to convey ideas more than words. I could justify each choice I made line by line but I doubt that'd be very interesting to read... So here are just some context notes:

I march toward dreams of supremacy 天下の夢邁進す tenka no yume maishinsu Literally "Pushing towards a dream of the world". Tenka literally means "under the heavens", but signifies the whole world and its order, so it includes the idea of society. In the Sengoku period, where Nintama takes place in, tenka is associated with the idea of unifying the country, and thus also came to mean political sovereignty. A real world example of the use would be Oda Nobunaga's personal seal, reading 天下布武 tenka fubu, "spread military force under the heavens​".) In Nintama's anime, the idea of tenka is evoked many times, notably when Dokutake is up to their usual schemes. Happousai mentions it in the first movie for example.

Dye it all in the color of twilight 黄昏色に埋め尽くせ tasogareiro ni umetsukuse Literally "fill it in with the color of twilight". I already talked about the word tasogaredoki before but let me repeat myself since it's.. the topic of the day. Nowadays, twilight is refered to simply as tasogare, spelled 黄昏, with the characters for “yellow” and “dark”. The golden hues of twilight are a good match for Tasogare Jinbei's taste for opulence. Now, go back in time and you’ll find tasogaredoki with the spelling 黄昏時, “yellow”, “dark”, and “time”. An even older spelling informs us on the etymology of the word. 誰そ彼時 tasokaredoki, and the first three characters, tasokare, means “who is he?”, and the last one, toki, is “time” again. As the day grows darker when twilight comes, people becomes indistinguishable at a distance, making one go “who is he?”. It's a time of the day associated with many superstitions, uncertainty and danger, so it's a perfectly fitting name for the castle who employs the strongest ninja army around, right?

We're all originally samurai living on Tasogaredoki domain. I'm not sure if it's worth noting but I will just in case. In popular culture, role playing games etc, samurai and ninja are often portrayed as opposites, samurai being portrayed as warriors on the frontline while ninja stay hidden. It's not necessarily wrong, but a samurai isn't a merely hired or conscripted soldier, they are part of the elite warrior class. Here, the word is to be understood as a social marker ; Sonnamon says that Tasogaredoki ninja are not hired from outside, they're born and raised into families with a military lineage, serving a specific lord, while Ninjutsu Academy trains independent ninja. He literally says "freelance ninja", フリーの忍者 free no ninja, a much more modern, anachronistic expression which evokes the in-universe activities of characters like Rikichi or Teruyo.

Nintama, and ninmyu in particular loves to mix archaisms with modern words, and while the historical words make me want to rip my hair out sometimes I find that mix so unique and charming.

I was just kidding. Usopyon! It's "Just kidding!" in a childish, playful way. A very cute word for Zatto to use lol. uso is "to lie", and pyon is the onomatopeic sound of a hop/jump. Now usagi means rabbit, so usagi pyon is bunny hop, usapyon... usopyon. ...Cute.... ... Zatto's story has awfully specific, gruesome details to disclose to little children of all people. If it's true, Zatto and his father would have in common that they greatly care for their subordinates, and of course it brings to mind episodes 21-05 or 32-63 of the TV anime. But is that story really a lie? Maybe not, since the saved subordinate in question mentions the story himself in volume 50 of the manga:

And then the lord went and kicked into that grave... Twice..................... oof. The juxtaposition of Tasogaredoki ninja willing to sacrifice their life to save each other while their lord completely disrespects them is so good. Too good!!!!!!!!!! The best!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! < tasogaredoki bias showing, who would have thought from tumblr user jinnaizaemon.

[mdhwrites]

how do you feel about disability rep in the owl house? Anyway it could've been done better? Cause as someone who is neurodivergent (autism) I felt like Luz's arc had unfortunate implications ('shes literally neurodivergent and a Minor' type vibes and mixed in with the whole fantasy vs reality themes and it came off as telling neurodivergent people to reject reality or like we wouldn't be hindered in the slightest by our disabilities in xyz worlds- which feels gross) but I could be reading into this too much. I also don't like how Hunter lost his 'disability' yeah you can compare it to getting a pacemaker or a mobility aid with his problem not being fixed but made better but that 'pacemaker' came at the cost of his best friend and his whole possession situation felt gratuitous to me. I'm really interested in seeing how Hunter could've been done better if you have any ideas

So I am going to try to be as calm and kind on this subject as I can. I feel like I've let a lot of heat come into my blogs lately that I try not to because I've been in distress. I am actually, legally disabled after all. It is the vast majority of my income, not helped by how randomly my brain will just break and I will have no way to get it to work again. I'm on the brink of another who knows how long run of my brain no longer functioning and am clawing to try and keep it together so I can do SOMETHING besides just ramble in these blogs. So I can keep writing or streaming rather than vanish. So this topic is important to me to put it extremely mildly.

To talk about this with The Owl House we kind of have to talk about each angle it takes on this subject one at a time. Eda and Hunter are two sides of the coin for this representation after all. I know you bring up Luz and yes, nuerodivergence can be disabling but if we want to talk about disability, I don't think Luz is actually a part of the conversation. If she is, it's for the theoretical representation of depression in S3 when she is at her worst as a character. People like to claim trauma and depression for why it's okay that she's constantly lying, or why she tries to abandon an entire world despite admitting it's her fault it's in trouble. She is her absolute worse self in that time and... If that is the rep we get for mental illness, I'll wait another five years. I don't want someone who is entirely apathetic to others and makes excuses for their actions to be the one who represents me, not when I hear that shit from assholes on the news too much already.

We'll start positive and head down from there. Eda actually starts out great. With regular medication and self care, she is able to live a fairly normal life. I have admittedly criticized in the past that there is no cure for the curse, that Eda is a slowly ticking time bomb who only through death will not end up harming all of those around her eventually, but I actually want to rescind that. As a dramatization of the anxiety that especially mental disability brings about of that day when everything breaks, even if it never comes, it works. It's within the confines of the fantasy genre and isn't demonized but sympathized that she has to work so hard to hold this back. But she can and she stands strong despite it, stronger than most in her situation in a way that is inspirational.

Then we get our first slip up with her at the end of S1. In order to find reprieve, to come back from the edge... She shares her disability. Her peace of mind, her ability to be a human being, comes at the cost of another person. I say slip up though because one could argue it's dramatization of the communal help that many disabled people need. I worked as a Home Care Aid at one point for someone in a wheelchair. My own family helps me because I am a complete mess of a person. I do my best to be able to function entirely on my own but when you are literally incapable of being a functional human being... Yeah, help is good. Do I like how high of a cost it comes for Lilith? Not really, nor the fact that she becomes disabled in the same way because some people do think disability and mental illness is contagious but I'm willing to let it slide for the sake of dramatization.

Affearances genuinely course corrects to show the small ways in which Eda deals with her illness not just with medication but also understanding of it. Her need to stay calm, the ways she tries to center herself, all so the medication is more of a stabilizer and last resort. That is genuinely good.

Then... A point I'm torn on. In the episode itself, I do not mind the formation of Harpy Eda. The process of coming to not just deal with but accept your disability is big and hard and you can come out the other side feeling like a new person. One could even see the Harpy form like that and even the deals we make with our disability to let ourselves do more like in Eclipse Lake. I'll even retract old heat I gave this for implying your disability can be a superpower because it fits within the genres of fantasy. I will even admit part of this kindness comes from writing this myself and realizing that it's just more fun and exciting to let the disability have upsides to it rather than treat it as purely debilitating.

No, my bigger issue comes from the fact that it is the end of it as a disability. Eda is essentially cured besides some lip service and if they were going to go that route, they should have just said it. In the finale, she loses to the curse in a deeper way than we have EVER seen before... And then freed from it like it's just a snap of her fingers. Harpy Eda is literally just a super form, not her having to genuinely deal with the illness, especially as it just becomes the way she fights. I do approve of the idea of showing that you CAN get better from this stuff, some people do, but it makes me wish they'd just said that. Just admitted that her coming to accept it was the final step. Would that have been realistic? No but I've showcased how many times already how much this rep relies on dramatization? Give us the feel good ending of Eda having mastered it, explicitly, instead of just letting it be up in the air and used for cheap drama in the finale. That makes the whole thing feel almost exploitative because if I lose it like Eda lost it in the finale... I can't just turn that off. I get to be terrified and shaken and have that day firmly implanted into my mind for the rest of my life. For the show, it was shock value instead and I'm not okay with that.

Speaking of things I'm not okay with, let's talk about the other side of this coin: Hunter. Now remember that I was willing to give grace to some elements... Except now they're reinforced by a second character sometimes and that makes it a lot harder to shrug off. We'll get there when we get to Flapjack though.

No, where I actually want to start with for him isn't even that he has a disability, it's actually with Willow. She tries to make it out like being a late bloomer is the same as NEVER being able to do this. Like telling a paraplegic person you understand their pain because you had a cast once. I've had someone go "Yeah, it's hard for me to get out of bed too but I always manage it," while trying to motivate me to just power through anxiety that was LITERALLY CHOKING ME and I wanted to punch them in the face. And this is the start of your ROMANCE PLOT. The core thing that tells the audience that these two are going to get close and get together.

In one scene, it becomes SUPER clear that there is no one on this writing team that actually understands what the fuck it means to be disabled. The nice portion of the blog is over.

Okay, let's actually pull back. I will give Hunter this: In his early scenes, he genuinely comes across as someone who has adapted to his physical disability and the limitations of it. His staff is his aid device and he makes up for lack of magic with increased athleticism. He is by all means, the most dextrous person we see in the entire show and genuinely, the show never takes that away from him. It's also just really easy to forget because the show doesn't exactly give a lot of chances for it to shine, not while it's mostly shitting on him or having the trained soldier lose to others, if he even seems much more physically capable than those around him at all.

But hey, how about first that aid device! We do recognize Luz takes his crutch, right? Like his staff is what takes away his handicap versus the rest of the Isles. That helps him overcome the limitations of his physical disability and an entire episode has the main character steal it from him and blackmail him with it. He is mildly annoyed about this for the entire episode, almost like not having the way that helps him feel normal doesn't mean much to him. It'd be like if in Affearances, Eda didn't get mad at her mom for taking her elixir because her elixir is the equivalent to Hunter's staff. Gwyndolen is demonized for this action while we're supposed to be on Luz's side because Hunter is a bad man who will do bad things if allowed his staff back. That... That isn't okay to me.

Btw, this isn't even the only time this happens in the show. Belos asks Luz to call him Philip. She calls him Belos. The show is really all for just being entirely disrespectful to someone's identity and personhood so long as you are morally better than them. What the fuck?

For the rest of S2, there's a really, REALLY bad flaw with having Huntlow be his ship. EVERY single one of Willow's episodes to some extent features how being a late bloomer, having struggled/struggling with magic, makes her feel like an outcast. That despite the fact that really she just wasn't great at this skill, she gets a lot of dramatic weight to this. Hunter... Doesn't. His disability is almost entirely ignored to prioritize the fact that he's a Grimmwalker or his relationship with Belos. It is just not a part of his character despite the girl he is blushing at explicitly making it clear that this society ABSOLUTELY looks down on Hunter. That not having magic makes you be less than anyone else. Hell, we get more of this from EDA AND LILITH in the first episode of S2 than we ever get from Hunter. The prejudice they are treated with and their struggles to deal with it while Hunter is at best all subtext.

This admittedly starts getting into how this show fucking hates men and how they are almost all at some point a joke, villain or both in their time. So... Yeah, Hunter not being given respect for his disability while the women are is hardly surprising.

The big thing that shatters EVERYTHING is of course Flapjack's sacrifice. You remember how I had to kind of work around how to make Eda making someone else disabled okay? Well now we have a second time where a disabled character is 'cured' to some extent of their disability... By the suffering of someone close to them. This time with literal death.

One of the worst prejudices that disabled people, of any sort but especially mentally disabled/ill people, have to face is that we are burdens and menaces to society. That we are more prone to hurting people than regularly abled people. That there is a price to having us around that everyone would not have to pay otherwise. If there is one thing you CANNOT do with your disability allegory, it is to make the disability cost someone else their life, figuratively or literally, unless you REALLY plan to examine what the fuck that means. TOH does both, once with Flapjack and once with Lilith respectively.

In order to be 'normal', it literally costs Hunter the life of his best friend. In order to be saved from the extremes of her illness, Eda cripples her sister. What the fuck are you supposed to take away from that? And there is no way to square this with it just being a fantastical representation of something. It's not just making the consequences of disability more extreme or reflecting the shared burden that can sometimes be our existence and our need for support. Being cured should be joyous. Instead, it's melancholic, not for the grief of your existence inherently changing, Hunter is meant to purely celebrate that he now has magic, but because it came at extreme cost to other people.

In that one moment, paired with Lilith, I can't approve of TOH as disabled representation. There is no way for me to ever square it, just like how Luz using depression as an excuse to be the worst version of herself makes me not okay with her as nuerodivergent representation. Not when it doesn't explore this stuff and even tries to celebrate and say this is correct, since Luz is never criticized for her awful behavior during her angst arc and Hunter is made out to be better without his disability, no matter the cost.

I am fine if you don't want to show clean or nice representation of these things. Not all disabled people are nice. Not all nuerodivergent people are functional. There is a wide spectrum to our experiences but to take the worst elements of your representation and give them the most narrative weight is BAD. Even Eda suffers from this. Her taking care of herself is mostly in passing. Way more weight is given to Eda not being able to take care of herself. To how missing her medication by even an hour makes her a danger to everyone around her, or even susceptible to manipulation like when King uses her transforming 80% into the Owl Beast. Suddenly, the fact that she manages her condition like many disabled people do feels really overshadowed by the constant reminders, and literal showings, of the danger she poses to those she cares about most. The cost of allowing us to continue to participate in society, the damage we do to others, the harm that comes from a bad day from us, is so much harder to ignore when those are the elements that your work decides to focus on. It especially sucks because it hardly focuses on the pain and incapability of the condition, just the danger. It's all about what it will do to others and not the agony it inflicts on the person who has it.

TOH is bad with almost all of its themes and attempts to be progressive and this is no different. See you next tale.

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