#i do wish i never looked into it though (not trashing the developer i just wish I never went down the story rabbithole)

[i-have-dots-in-my-brain]

TW: DARK GAMES AND STUFF (just a lil rant, nothing hateful)

wow dark games are

idk i wanna stay innocent youtube please let me stay pure just recommend music and fandom shit please not this not the true crime cases and the horror games with dark meanings and ominous endings (especially ones with rape or child abuse) like please what made you think i would want to see this i listen to playlists titled " i have nothing in my head"

[lilacgaby]

day one

~2k

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i do not got this.

[name] could barely sleep because of her nerves. she kept replaying the worst scenarios possible in her head.

what if he rejected her in front of everyone? she'd have to leave the school from the embarrassment. she'd be trash-- the trash of society!

maybe she just needed to eat.

she crawled out of bed, put on her house slippers, and made her way down to the kitchen.

she saw a couple other early risers along the way, momo greeted her and congratulated her on her successful mission, and iida told her not to stay out past curfew.

same old, same old.

she started to make some chai to drink. "maybe momo would want some, i should make her a glass." [name] pondered out loud while preparing the tea.

she went up to give the glass to momo. "ah, thank you [name]!"

"no problem momo."

she then on her way down, eyed katsuki who was heading to the kitchen at the same time as her.

okay [name]. stay cool.

she poured herself a glass. he walked up beside her.

"yo."

"hey, you want some chai?"

"sure."

she poured him some in a glass, and he nodded appreciatively.

so far so good. she didn't even need a third wheel.

katsuki looked around as if to make sure no one else was with them, then he said...

"did you see when usui kissed misa, and jumped off the building?"

"yes! it was so cute, he really is the best."

"how did he not break his legs though? he should've broken a leg, it would've been such an easy plot point to develop. she could've taken care of him and gotten closer to him that way."

[name] thought for a second. "i mean, maybe the author thought it was too predictable though? you gotta read the next volume. what happens next is so cool!"

"no spoilers [name]."

she sighed. "it wouldn't be spoilers if you weren't such a slow reader. hurry up! it's literally pictures!"

"you didn't even finish ouran high school host club loser. don't talk to me."

"pfft. i watched the anime, who needs the manga?"

"the anime didn't even go in depth to all the arcs!"

"whatever man."

"do you even remember the characters?"

"yes i do! i'm not an idiot."

"then who's your favorite host?"

"kyoya."

"why?"

"because-" oh no. "because sometimes he reminds me of--"

"heya guys! what're you doing? flirting over here?" kirishima exclaimed. expertly cutting her off.

she really did need a third wheel. and she did need to thank kirishima and call him the manliest man in the world, because he really saved her ass.

"no, shut up shittyhair." katsuki remarked, before going off to the side to cook something.

'thank you!' [name] mouthed.

'for what?' kirishima mouthed back.

she facepalmed internally, but mouthed back, 'i'll tell you later.'

he did a signature smile, before going to pester bakugo.

she was saved, for now. she went to go get cleaned up for classes. she did her hair, a bit of makeup, ironed her clothes, and readied her bag.

now, to survive school.

✧˖*°࿐

luckily, she sat next to mina the entire day. unluckily, all the girls in the class were avid gossipers. which would've been great.. every week except this one.

normally [name] would never be nervous while gossiping. she could read others like a hawk, and if she didn't have shoes on, she could focus to an extent and feel their heart beats to confirm or deny whatever they're saying.

of course, she wasn't a bully. she'd only ever think about whether they were lying or telling the truth to herself. she just wished she could keep it to herself today.

"hey [name]." oh no.

"we all always talk about our crushes and stuff-"

stop please.

"so we gotta ask,"

mina please step up!

"we gotta ask why you're so respectful? like c'mon! live a little and talk a bit of trash about some people. there's gotta be something or someone you don't like." mina cut in, saving the day.

who knew the third wheeling would extend to people she didn't even have a crush on?

"uh, well it's not that i don't like people, it's more i don't wanna bother myself thinking about them."

"really? well, who don't you like?" damn it jirou and your good questions.

"mineta." phew, good save me!

"that's too easy of an answer, like, do you hate anyone from 1-b?" Uraraka asked.

yay another easy answer! "i don't hate anyone from 1-b."

the girls all seemed to accept it, phew, nobody ask the opposite and we're good.

"hey, but aren't we asking [name] the wrong question?" tsuyu suddenly said

no! not when i was just safe!

"oh yeah, [name]. who do you like?"

"b--"

"who's ready to learn?" present mic yelled as he jumped onto one of the desks in the front.

"get down. alright settle down and get into your seats. class is starting." mr. aizawa said, the commotion effectively covering her answer.

the girls all went to their seats.

                                     --------

the next hurdle was lunch time. piece of cake.

except for the fact that she'd always sit in between katsuki and mina.

no big deal.

everything started out normal. everyone besides bakugo did their best to not question [name] directly, as they found out only when it was directed to her that she'd be forced to answer.

bakugo was luckily never much of a talker himself, only butting in to defend himself or jokingly insult others, even though majority of his insults held no weight.

but sometimes they'd catch themselves in the middle of their sentences, and have to fix their speech before [name] would be forced to answer. the goal post was moved from not confessing to not making her answer any odd questions at all. because bakugo would definitely notice her robotic answers.

"yeah like, didn't [name] totally-- i mean uh-- didn't we all totally flunk that test?"

-

"[name] remember when we-- uh-- i mean guys remember when we snuck out that one time?"

"which time?"

-

"dude, the convenience worker totally has a crush on [name]! right [na--] uh-- everyone?"

[name] focused almost unconsciously, and she noticed that katsuki's heart beat was speeding up for some reason. huh.

-

"you idiots are acting weird today." bakugo said out of no where.

"what? pfft. no way." sero said, trying to play it off.

"you're crazy man, i mean.. we're all acting normal. it's you who's acting weird!" denki said, before laughing awkwardly.

"yeah something is definitely up. how many of you dumbasses are in on it?"

"what? bakugo you're being uh-- irrational."

"since when do you talk like that raccoon eyes?"

"uh-- since i studied?"

everyone face palmed at that.

"okay the jig is up. the fuck is going on?"

"uh.. gotta go. i'm uh-- real hungry! needa get some sun y'know? see ya!" [name] left before anyone could stop her.

mina followed after her, leaving denki, sero, and kirishima to use the collective 5 brain cells they have to try and convince bakugo that nothing was up.

she was so gonna owe them more than a dinner for this.

                                       ၄၃

[name] didn't know what lie they were gonna come up with. and to be honest, she really didn't want to find out.

as she sat on the rooftop, she let the chloroplasts out on her skin, which made her have a couple green-ish spots all over.

"eating really does help." [name] murmured.

"watching you eat is so crazy! i mean you're literally turning green!" mina said, eyes wide and wonder filled.

"...you're literally pink.. but okay."

"hey, can't we ask mr. aizawa to nullify the quirk while we're in class?"

"... mina that is the smartest thing you've ever said."

"cool! we'll need to update everyone at our daily meeting today. as long as he agrees we'll only need to worry about other times!"

"we should go now, before class starts."

"okay! you go ahead, i'm gonna go see what our other agents said to bakugo."

"agents?"

"just go!"

                                        ‧₊˚✩彡    

"um.. mr. aizawa? may i come in?"

"yes." he grumbled sleepily. he was in his sleeping bag, barely looking up at her.

"what is it [name]? is this to clear up about you being on the floor? because i really didn't care."

"uh.. no. this is about something that happened while i was on the mission."

"go on." she could tell that even though he seemed completely uninterested, that she had his full attention.

"well, you see, i was hit by a quirk. a truth telling quirk. and it's going to last for 6 more days."

"oh?"

"and.. i'd really appreciate your help. if you could nullify my quirk during just time when we're sitting in the classroom, it'd help a lot." she bowed respectfully as she made her request.

the room was silent as aizawa was seemingly thinking it over.

"sure, why not."

"thank you! i won't forget this!"

                                      ೀ

the second half of the day went by like a breeze. because mr. aizawa was cancelling her quirk, she lived her life in temporary peace for the remaining hours of the school day.

she smiled with relief, everything is going good now.

she cleared up her answer with the girls while she still could,

"guys, i don't have a crush on anyone. im just too busy."

and then she relaxed fully.

the walk to the dorms was easy, she didn't have to worry about dinner since she didn't eat, and she could always call an early night to get out of uncomfortable situations.

easy peezy.

she had no time to talk to bakugo for the rest of the day, since he had such an early bed time.

at last.. the daily meeting was here.

"alright guys! great saves today! here are the rankings for best agents. [name] would you do the honors?"

"yes. unless the honors is a person. i do not know them well enough to do them.

...

just give me the damn chalk."

mina held back a laugh while she walked up.

"okay, on the bottom we have.. denki."

"what? no way!"

"yes way! you were being way too obvious earlier! which brings me to my next loser: sero."

"no way, this is rigged."

"no it's not! what point of no questions do you not understand! anyways

next up, we have kirishima. amazing work this morning!"

kirishima bowed jokingly.

"and lastly, one for one, we have alien queen mina!"

"this is so rigged!"

"obviously she'd win, they're best friends!"

"sounds like jealously! anyways-- thank you [name]! take a seat."

[name] took a seat as mina resumed her place as the leader.

"okay agents! we have a new addition to the team: mr. aizawa!"

"what?" everyone said collectively.

"correct! i came up with the brillant idea for him to use his power on [name] during class time when we're all just sitting around. that's how i earned top spot!

so now, our sub-operation is this:

plan [name]'s perfect confession."

"what?" [name] scoffed, "that's not part of this operation!"

"and besides.. with what denki told bakubro earlier.. we can't go on with that yet."

"what the hell did you idiots tell him?!"

"we just said you were embarrassed because you have crazy woman issues and don't want anyone to question you right now!  he interpreted that however he did!" denki defended.

"hey-- i didn't say any of that. it was all you man."

"way to throw me to the wolf sero!"

"just get out! all of you!"

"meeting over guys!"

"mina what the hell?! i thought you went to make sure they didn't say anything super stupid!"

"i did! but it was too late.. see ya [n/name]!"

my life is over.

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[princes-and-problems-au]

I like you *Peacocks your Lucifer*

So, I just want to say that this is all fun and games, and nothing should be taken to heart. I do not mean to imply that I can somehow make a better version of Lucifer, or the over all show, this is just a fun thing for me to do! Now that that’s out the way, I have something I need to confess. I did not like Lucifer’s design.

I mean, I guess it was, fine? Like the ringmaster vibe was a cool idea, but it was kind of overshadowed by the fact that most of the things that would signify that was shared by a lot of other characters (ahem, bow ties, suits, etc) I saw somewhere that Lucifer (and by proxy, Charlie) was based off a doll/goat, but again. I don’t really see it. So… redesign!

I decided to trash the goat theme, because as far as I’m aware that’s more related to Satan. Sometimes Lucifer & Satan are interchangeable, but that doesn’t seem to be the case in HH. Instead, I went with a peacock as my main inspo, because they are associated with pride and royalty a lot of the time. I tried to base the outfit off of a ringleader, though I’m not sure if its obvious enough.

I also decided to make two separate color pallets, one that matches Hazbins color scheme (Mainly warm colors, not a lot of bright reds though, there is enough of that in the show) and another that I would use if I made my own universe with this character, you can see it here:

I decided on purple for the clothes, because it often signified royalty, since it was considered an expensive color way back when. I used blues and greens for the 'feathers' and mask so that it reflected more peacock traits.

I think Lucifer has a lor of wasted potential, it said that Charlie has daddy issues, but Lucifer seems nothing but supportive, if a bit distant. He tries his best to accommodate his daughters dreams and doesn't strike me as a 'bad' dad, or one that could cause daddy issues.

I think it would be better if he was shown to be outright hostile to the idea of the hotel, and redemption as a whole. He could be against it because it would mean he was wrong.

In a lot of versions of the Eden story, or at least the one I was taught, Lucifer tempted Eve & Adam with the apple to prove that humans where flawed, and beneath the angels since God had claimed them to be made in their image. Lucifer was prideful in his place as 'the best' and refused to change his views.

This could be a great arc for him in the show about redemption. He could come in saying that humans would never change, being too prideful and stubborn in his actions, only for Charlie to convince him otherwise over time, simultaneously showing the sinners progress and changing her fathers mind. Then, he could learn that being wrong, and admitting to mistakes isn't a bad thing. That he too was flawed, and that didn't make him lesser.

Or something idk. It was a fun challenge to redesign Lucifer, and I just wish that there was more time taken to show personal development in the cast, instead of the time skip. Uhhh, thanks for coming to my Ted Talk lol.

EDIT! forgot to add, but Lucifer is meant to look more ‘angelic’, because he believes he didn’t deserve to be kicked out of heaven, because he ‘did nothing wrong’. In fact, in his eyes, he was right. Adam & Eve were easily seduced to eat the apple, so they obviously aren’t made as the perfect reflection of God. He doesnt think that he did something wrong.

[robyese3]

K. I'm writing this into the void but I have nobody to talk bridgerton to. I blow the dust off my Tumblr to rant. Season 3. Here we go

PT. 1

Trash. All four episodes could have honestly been condensed to one, maaaaybe two to compensate for all the side plots. It did nothing to redeem Penelope.

It did however make me love Cressida, and further convinced me Eloise is queer. That said - Claudia Jessie so far has had chemistry with every single person (Benedict, Penelope, Cressida, Theo). Maybe it's just her. Philip was cardboard though so... We'll see if she can rescue that.

Why would the wig department do my boy Colin like that? Dirtyyy.

Francesca is GORGEOUS. She does look older than Daphne and Eloise, but I don't even care. Stunning. And John is a button.

Where did Luke and Nicola's chemistry go?!

KANTHONY. Only redeeming factor, and not enough of them.

What happened to Debling? Why wouldn't they just have HIM marry Cressida???? Like...?? It would have been perfect.

I love the Mondrich's story line - why is everyone hating? I do agree that it would have been a great way to reintroduce the Duke into the story though. Kinda mentor them through it. I get Rege-Jean wanted out but like... Recast it?

PT 2

Ahhh there is their chemistry. Found it.

I am HERE for mama Featherignton's redemption arc. Only works because she seems genuinely remorseful.

Incredibly disappointed with the Cressida storyline. Just wrecked a really dynamic story. Ruined Eloise's character growth (which she desperately needs) and just undid the awesome set up from pt 1. Felt so wasteful, unnecessary, and sad.

Most of the sex scenes were hot as hell but there was one (I don't remember which) was kinda awkward getting off the ground. They were like... Talking too much? Haha

Daphne not being there for Colin NOR Francesca's wedding? Yeah right. Get your casting contracts figured out bridgerton! This family can't be this close and just be missing major events. Would never happen. Lock them actors in from day 1.

I felt like Colin's arc from finding out to supporting her was really vulnerable, realistic, and well done. He was hurt and angry, but never stopped loving her. Just needed to process and he defended her tooth and nail despite knowing she didn't want to quit it. Good job kiddo.

Ok does Benedict do ANYTHING else but fvck? So grateful they finally admitted he's queer. And I wish they would have gotten to that part of his development in pt 1 so we could see him navigating it more.

When Colin said he had to talk to Benedict about getting the money, and implying that Benedict has some responsibility in the family with Anthony's absence - that was the biggest character development for him outside of his sexuality.

Philippa has NOT gotten enough screentime during this series. How are we just seeing how delightful she is now?!

Part 2 did such a better job at redeeming Penelope. I drank the Kool aid, back on team Penelope. Wrecked Eloise though. Sorry girl. Be better.

Michaela Sterling. Was kinda digging the "soft" love, and autistic thing that was circling the Internet so I was a little disappointed to see that all it was is that she's actually not attracted to him (knew the second they kissed haha). BUT the actress is stunning and I'm intrigued on how they'll develop Francesca's yearning for children with the queer storyline.

I would have loved for another King George cameo. Or just an update on his health, idk. Anything.

All in all, this show could do with adding another episode or two to it's roster and figuring out their pacing earlier on ESPECIALLY if you're going to be splitting the season. And even more so, if you're going to be juggling 82 different storylines.

If we're slowly shifting back to traditional tv practices (weekly releases episodes, commercials, etc), let the next thing be a full episode count. Done with this single digit amount episode. Order at least 10-12 episodes!

[skyloftian-nutcase]

I am a predicament man, Miphlink Trash happens to intrigue me. However, it that one has already been in an ask or you wish to change things up, Blood of the Hero sounds interesting.

I wrote this when the Miphlink brain rot was absolutely eating me alive lol. Also because any time I've ever ran into "Mipha gives birth" scenes it's always this simple little "out pops the egg and we're fine :D" thing and just... as someone who has seen mothers in labor... no. Just no. LOL. Also, let Link be weirded out! Everyone writes him as being totally fine with his wife laying eggs and like... it's unnatural to Hylians anyway, and most dads are weirded out by natural and normal births. Doesn't mean he's gonna love his kid any less. Anyway, enough rambling, here's a snippet lol:

Link had known that it would be different. He knew the Zora laid eggs, and from there the child would develop and hatch and become far more akin to what he was used to as a Hylian. But he’d never seen a Zora egg – they were all kept here, a place that had been forbidden to him until today. It looked strange, almost transluscent, each egg in varying shades that resembled Zora scale tones. None of the ones in the same pool were as big as Mipha’s, but some in other pools seemed to be. All the eggs stirred occasionally, nearly scaring Link out of his skin, though the manner in which they did varied. In other pools the eggs simply seemed to rock, whereas the one where his child was all the eggs moved a little in shape.

“The shells harden over time,” Naran explained as she approached him. “They’re very malleable during birth to make the process easier, but they harden to protect the child afterward.”

A womb outside the womb, he supposed, and the thought made the process a little less… foreign and strange. He couldn’t take his eyes off the egg, wondering if the baby could hear all of them just like Hylian babies supposedly could while being carried by their mothers.

What was in store for this child? What kind of father would Link be? How would he protect the child? Anxieties old and new started to plague him, interrupted only when Naran offered to hold the egg for him for just a moment. She carefully pulled it out of the water, and Link found he didn’t know what to say or do, so he leaned in and gently kissed it. He very clearly felt a little hand press against him, and he gasped, jumping back.

Goddess there really is a baby in there. It wasn’t like he didn’t know that, in theory, but still… Link leaned over again, a smile pulling at his lips now as he stared in wonder, and he whispered, “Hello, little one.”

Naran carefully placed the egg back in the water and put a hand on his shoulder. “Congratulations again, my prince.”

It was finally Link’s turn to let out an emotional laugh, eyes stinging with tears, and he found himself running back to Mipha to hug her. His wife held him in return, giggling into his shoulder, and there they stayed until the moon was high in the sky. Afterward, they were given one last chance to look at the child they’d created together before they were escorted outside. Link carried Mipha, as she was still absolutely worn out, and the two settled in a nearby spring, close enough that the midwives could reach them and check on Mipha, which they did religiously through the night. He held her all night, letting her rest, keeping her safe and admiring how she had managed to do such a thing and then act as if it was normal and everything was fine. Hylia above, women were built different.

[cosmicjoke]

Ugh, I was looking back through the visual novel for "No Regrets", and I was laughing, because people always talk about how bad Erwin's characterization was in the OVA, but it's nothing compared to how bad Levi's characterization is in the visual novel. It frustrates me especially because I often see people, mostly, it seems, Erwin stans, or eruri shippers, citing the visual novel as some sort of "evidence" of Erwin's influence on Levi, wanting to credit Erwin with Levi becoming a "better person" or with "creating Levi". They'll complain all day about how bad Erwin's characterization was in the OVA, but they won't say squat about Levi's characterization in the visual novel, and will instead use it to push their agenda of making Erwin seem superior to him, or more significant to Levi's development than he actually was.

This never gets talked about, but it's pretty clear that significant changes were made, both to the manga and the OVA adaptations, to fix Levi's characterization, because it's pure trash in the visual novel and they knew it. It makes Levi seem completely self-centered, to the point of not caring at all about what happens to Furlan or Isabel in his pursuit of his revenge on Erwin, which completely goes against everything we know about Levi. And no, this isn't down to Levi "growing" as a character or changing for the better later on. It's just bad characterization, which, again, is why they made so many fundamental and significant changes in the manga and OVA. They knew it was bad. They knew it completely mischaracterized Levi's core personality and traits.

A good example of how they fixed that characterization in the manga, especially, is that in the visual novel, when making his choice to go after Erwin, Levi completely dismisses Furlan's protests, snidely telling him and Isabel that if they stay together they can "at least handle one titan", and harshly tells him that he's the one who gets to decide, before dashing off without another word. He shows no concern for Furlan or Isabel's safety, no concern for the squads safety, no consideration for the reason they'd come to the surface in the first place, which was to give Furlan and Isabel a better life and actual opportunities to achieve more than just simple survival. It's so out of character, it's actually absurd. But in the manga, we see Levi's deep, internal struggle over his decision. It isn't a willful or irrational choice he makes. It isn't thoughtless. He cycles through all the various factors involved. He remembers Furlan's dream of coming above. He remembers Isabel's words from the night before, about how she understands why the Scouts do what they do, expressing a wish to find some similar purpose, he expresses his own concern for, not just Furlan's and Isabel's safety, but also Flagon's and the rest of their squad, ultimately concluding that if they all stay together, they'll be safer that way. He makes the decision to go after Erwin alone, and doesn't demand Furlan listen to him because "I'm the one who gets to decide", but asks Furlan to trust him, the way Furlan asked Levi to trust him and Isabel before. It isn't a power trip, or a revenge fueled blindness, or even pride that drives Levi to go after Erwin by himself, here, it's a desire to help Furlan and Isabel fulfill their own dreams, to give them that opportunity by taking the burden of getting the papers from Erwin himself, only implicating himself should he be caught. It's his desire for them to be safe, and for their squad to be safe. And yes, Levi felt a real hatred toward Erwin at that point, and felt a desire to kill him, but it wasn't that desire alone that drove him to make the choice he did. The visual novel frames it like it was though, and I absolutely despise it for that reason, and think it should be completely dismissed as a result. It's just one of the most glaring examples in it of Levi's character being completely butchered, but there's many instances throughout, which I talk more at length about in my analysis of "No Regrets".

But, again, Levi's characterization in it doesn't line up in any way, shape or form with what we actually know about Levi's character from the main, canon story itself. That's why I also feel like Isayama probably gave some input in the creation of the manga/OVA, because Levi's characterization is radically different in both, and much closer to who he is in the main manga. They made all of those changes deliberately.

Anyway, if anyone is interested in reading a more in depth analysis of all this, you can check out my thoughts here:

https://www.tumblr.com/cosmicjoke/694860600514363392/no-regrets-chapter-by-chapter-analysis?source=share

Also, here's my specific analysis of chapter 7, which goes into great detail about Levi's choice:

[boricuacherry-blog]

Ari Lennox Went from Uber Driving to Headlining Her Own Tour

I'm curious: If you had tried out for American Idol or The Voice back when you were doing your covers, how would you have done?

My career would be in the trash can. I would have embarrassed the fuck out of myself. Back then, I didn't know who I was. I just wasn't developed. Now I think now I could maybe do well on there.

How often were you talking to J. Cole during the album's development?

He was very involved. He helped me decide what I really loved. And of course, he killed "Facetime" [as the producer] and came through on "Shea Butter Baby."

There were a couple of songs where you had to put your foot down and be like, "Look, these songs aren't for you," right?

Right. It's for women. I felt like he couldn't understand why I love "New Apartment" so much, and I think he was, as a producer, focused on the beat not being as perfect as "Whipped Cream." It's just a different vibe. And what's most important about "New Apartment" is the message. I just wanted to talk about achieving that dream. I never thought I'd ever be able to afford an apartment. I never saw $1,000 until working for Uber, because Wendy's and Papa John's, they don't pay you shit. So when music started happening and I started seeing more money, I was finally able to get my own spot and it was the best feeling.

I think that's a big thing from the album that stuck with people, its relatability. On "I Been," you sing about your Tinder troubles. I don't remember a song really mentioning Tinder before.

Damn, really? I just be talking about the things in my life. But yeah, so many people are just not very genuine online. I caught myself looking for my ex, and a lot of these people that I would swipe right on, I'm meeting them in real life and they're just not that guy at all. It was just a terrible, terrible time.

A couple months ago, you tweeted, "I want to stop being compared to y'alls fave so badly." Who do you hear about the most that you're sick of being compared to?

So, I'm only sick of this because it sometimes makes me feel like there's no room, and that's Erykah Badu. Absolutely no shots at her, she's amazing and a legend. But for me, it's like, if you guys think I sound just like Erykah Badu, is there room for Ari to ever be her own artist? Plus, I've never met Erykah. I'm scared to for a million reasons, and I also don't want her thinking I'm trying to jack her swag or anything. I guess that's my biggest fear - I don't know why she would have time to think about me at all. That's my paranoid mind.

I really think only Erykah Badu can be Erykah Badu. I wish I could create something as legendary as Mama's Gun and Baduizm. That's an all-time body of work right there.

This interview is beautiful because you're asking so many different things. But a lot of times people just jump straight to, "Yeah, you remind me of Erykah," and I'm just like, "Man, did you check out other things? Do you really know my discography? Do you know anything about me?"

They did that to SZA! They compared SZA to Erykah, and I do not hear that at all. I could understand why they'd say that with me to at least some extent. I almost didn't want "Chicago Boy" on the album because even though I wasn't trying to go to the studio and sound like Erykah, I could hear influences of certain things she's done.

[the-path-to-redemption]

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SALEM

What are my top four favorite non-romantic relationship dynamics for them? - She and Tyrian got me in a grip, bro. They are so Bloodborne-coded, you have no idea. I also like the one she has with Watts, as little as we have, because he doesn't actually worship her, she's just a matron for his goals and she likes the developments he brings, a good evil partnership (even though she's still very much in charge). I also like the antagonistic relationship she has with Ruby, and how she taunts the poor thing about Summer. It was good, despite all of the flaws. Finally, I fuck with her and the Hound tremendously. God, what a fucking nightmare it was lmao, with how she just treats it better than her lackeys, almost motherly, until you realized that there is a person in there, there is a Silver Eyed Warrior that she captured, tormented, and disfigured in that Grimm. Man, when the horror hits like this, I almost forgot I hate the way CRWBY writes lol.

What season were they at their best and why? - O O F. I seriously cannot pick one, because wow the good moments she has just fucking comes and go without any consistency huh. Well, if I have to choose based on overall enjoyment? Probably 7 or 8, because they actually let her go full-on horror monster, and boy do we need that.

What season were they at their worst and why? - Uhhhhh, I would say...6? Because the way they wrote her backstory and how it went was wack. I love the evil bitches from the start, I do, and I was one of the people who never saw Salem as a good person even before she turned Grimm. But the narrative of Lost Fables was lame, and her complexity was nonexistent because "noooo my man died wahhh :((((" and I...I wish that by itself extended into more? Like, she was sad that what she thought was hers was taken from her, and that spiraled into a need to control the world instead of just like, destroy it for a man that she still murdered when he rightfully gtfo, I guess. Her character trope and the way it all went down are ideas that have been executed better, look no further than the character Father from Fullmetal Alchemist.

How would I rank their outfits from worst to best? - Well, seeing as how both of her outfits just reeks of Orientalism and sexism, both of them belong in the fucking trash. But if I have to rank them, the OG comes first, then her "war" outfit because....what was even there, bestie?

I'm not doing anything H*rry P*tter related, so this ain't gonna be a thing at all.

What do I think this character would be like if they were on the opposite side (good characters are bad, bad characters are good - Huh...Now that's an interesting thought. I thought she would be like Ozpin at first, but then I was leaning more towards her being a hermit trainer who watches over the world in the shadows instead of being a Headmaster, while the Headmasters themselves are either her close friends or studied under her before going into their Huntsman career. I can also see her having her own Huntsman training sect where her students have a unique style of Grimm hunting and Dust utilization due to her being a magician, but upon descending into the world they must never find her again (Baoshan Sanren from Mo Dao Zu Shi is a good example of this trope). A really low-key person.

If I suddenly had control of RWBY, what would I want to do with this character after the events of V8? - First of all, erase Vol 9-. In all seriousness? I would have her kickstart that world domination already, and keep up that level of high stake for the characters to actually deal with. Salem has become a high-level threat, and that would've made the tension not just between the main cast, but them against the world because of their actions, be more interesting. And obviously, have her just fucking blow Cinder apart already. That bitches literally did shit for you but steal the work other lackeys did for you, Salem, just kill her.

[canis-or-cannotis-lycaon]

TIMING: Late August LOCATION: The Pines PARTIES: Gael (@lithium-argon-wo-l-f and Mateo (@fearhims3lf SUMMARY: One of the nights preceding the Blue Moon, a restless Gael stumbles into Mateo when a yeth hound finds both of them CONTENT WARNINGS: None!

Night time with a full stomach and no job on the docket was the worst. Bars were getting boring, and there was no way making a phone call to a family member was an option. Eleven at night was simply too late, and Mateo knew how dramatic his mother was. She was likely to think a disaster happened, and convincing her otherwise was way too taxing.

So, instead, Mateo, opted to jump around Wicked’s Rest until he found a suitable patch of grass to lay in. He settled in, arms behind his head, and sighed. The night was calm and welcomed its child of darkness happily. Only thing, Mateo was only one of many, and there was one lurking about. The mare shot up at the snap of a twig, watching the treeline carefully and ready to flee at a moment’s notice.

—

This whole ‘having a surplus of energy’ thing was getting old fast. Gael wasn’t even, like, anxious. He was just full of energy that seemed to come and go in pulses. He’d developed the quick habit of taking walks during the evenings now, going for a jog, trying not to stick his head into the nearest trash can or follow some unfamiliar scent… which was what he was doing now. Under a few different impressions and with the nagging feeling that he really should’ve tried to do something about it, Gael was literally following his nose. Whatever it was smelled dead but he wasn’t sure if he’d ever be able to tell the difference between a dead squirrel or a bird. He wasn’t sure how far he got when the smell seemed to turn from decay into… decidedly not that, instead smelling like something from a store. Shampoo or body wash or something, obviously, though he couldn’t decipher what it was. Clumsily, he stepped out from the treeline where he saw what appeared to be a man sitting up and looking right at him. “Oh!” Gael called. “Sorry, I didn’t know anyone was out here,” He added quickly as he held his hands up to indicate that he meant no harm.

—

Oh. Just…a guy? He was cute enough, but maybe a little too sweet for the mare’s liking. Although, the fact that he was out and about at night in a place like Wicked’s Rest, did raise a few alarms. No normal person would do such a thing. Not unless they felt perfectly capable and comfortable taking on whatever decided to lurk in the darkness. Mateo narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the man, his train of thought spiraling toward the idea of a wolf in sheep’s clothing. One could never be too careful, he thought. Especially when he had to worry about things like hunters.

“Oye,” Mateo began, sizing up the stranger behind his sunglasses, “What’re doing out here anyway? Got a death wish or you can handle yourself out here?” He figured being forward was a good strategy. All cards on the table, so to speak. If he gave away that he knew about the darker side of Wicked’s Rest, then maybe, just maybe, the man would give something away too. Next step would be the eyes. Glowing red orbs always seemed to startle even the biggest dude. “And look, I know it probably looks just as weird if I’m out here too, but I asked first.” Ever the petulant man when it came to arguments and games. “So, by the rules, you gotta answer fir—” Snap! Growl! “Ah, shit…” Mateo hissed, looking around to see what trouble the man in front of him was getting him into. Was this an ambush? It was hard to tell, but given that the monstrosity that began to prowl looked at both men with intent, Mateo was inclined to believe they were both in danger. Still, he had to joke. “So, uh…is that your dog? He’s kinda…ugly.”

—

Gael’s gaze was met with one he guessed to be suspicion, which was understandable given the environment and how he had just tumbled out of the treeline - it seemed like the perfect introduction between a protagonist and the perceived evil from a Stephen King novel. “What? I was just taking a walk.” He replied, pointing over his shoulder as though the forest would back him up on that claim. Even as he answered though, he could feel his head shaking slightly as though to deny any unspoken allegations that the stranger could’ve thought at him. Granted, the stranger sure seemed more capable of taking care of himself going by what he was wearing; the last person who dressed similarly was Owen and Gael knew he was a fighter. His ears picked up the stranger’s accent first and despite having demands hurled at him, he couldn’t keep himself from tilting his head. “Oh, would you prefer–” His own question was cut short, however, when a different sound cut through his thoughts and he turned his head sharply in the direction of what sounded like growling. There was an animal there? How had Gael not heard it before? Hastily, he stepped out from the tree line where his dark eyes picked up– “Nope. Nope that’s not mine I don’t own a dog and if I did it wouldn’t be THAT one.” He took a step back, the hair on the back of his neck standing on end as the two men were abruptly confronted with the terrifying visage of a large dog with what appeared to be an exposed skull of a head and several tentacles sprouting from its back, twitching and furling in the dead air absently. “...Yours?” The shudder was evident in his tone but he didn’t want to seem like a complete coward in front of this stranger.

—

“Yeah, whatever.” Mateo rolled his eyes dramatically, wishing he could be alone once more. Now there were two visitors and any hopes for a calm night with his trusty headphones fled away. He blew air between his lips, annoyance escaping him petulantly. The icing on the cake were the arms he crossed, expression devoid of any amusement. 

Of course the dog wasn’t his, why the hell would he ask if it was the stranger’s in the first place then? “No, fool. You dumb or something?” He barked out, ignoring the stupid dog trying to taunt them into a corner. Mateo tutted to himself. He had created far worse monstrosities. Whatever the monster was, the mare wasn’t fazed, but it wasn’t like he was a charitable guy. This was the second stranger within a month to lead a damn creature to him while he was minding his business, and for that, Mateo wanted a little revenge. A little trick!  “I think that thing is yours now, though.” A smile formed on his lips, and he stood up, brushing away any residual dirt and grass so it wouldn’t get into his apartment. “I’d name him Cujo or something.” Mateo patted the man’s shoulder, feigning friendship just before he blinked away into nothingness. He landed in his apartment, laughing to himself. The picture of the random dude thinking he was abandoned while fearing for his life was always a good prank. It almost made Mateo want people to keep leading monsters to him, only to disappear and return with a strategy and a few weapons. He’d wait a few beats before he made his return. That made for maximum funniness, always.

—

He could’ve been dumb. Considering what town he found himself in and all the strange characters that surrounded him now, Gael might’ve been the dumbest person in town. And he certainly felt dumb as he kept his wide, dark eyes on the growling, hissing beast as the tentacles slithered around it, snaking through the air and creating a slimy noise that he really wished he weren’t hearing, especially at that moment. Gael was so focused on the large creature that when he felt the stranger’s hand on his shoulder, all but missing what the man had actually said, he visibly jumped with a sharp inhale. From what he could gather, filtered through the fear that he tried to smother in his mind, the stranger didn’t really take much seriously and what was more, he didn’t seem to be afraid at all. The professor, wanting to use the other man as something of an anchor of solidarity that he wasn’t alone, started to turn to regard the other man when suddenly the weight of the hand on his shoulder disappeared. The man stumbled, clearly not expecting that and the look on his sunken face could only be described as ‘completely confused and definitely not at all afraid’. “Okay!” Gael attempted to recover himself, breathing deeply. “I was here with a guy and the guy… .phased out of existence and there’s a giant dog with tentacles and an inverted skull.” He spoke quickly, trying to keep his tone even though he couldn’t stop it from rising with emotion. “Okay Gael, think about it for a second.” He gulped, taking another shaky step back as the demonic hound advanced slowly. “You know how this looks and sounds?” He asked himself, apparently thinking that now was a good time to literally talk himself through whatever was happening. “You’ve lost your mind.” He came to the conclusion. “If you just… Okay, so the guy was here and he disappeared. Strange shit’s been happening in town.” As though to confirm it, Gael felt another pulse of energy tear through him. “Including you. This is obviously just… your brain trying to create problems and likely scenarios.” His leg caught on something as he was stepping back and he crashed to the ground unceremoniously. “Oh come ON.” He shouted through pained grunts as he landed on his back, feeling a sharp stab course up his spine where the scar tissue that stretched across his lower spine interacted with whatever he tripped on.

—

Gathering his brand-spanking-new bat from the closet, which was next to a few extra (just in case creature fighting became a habit), Mateo twirled it in his hands, retrieving a random book as well. He hummed to himself, sauntering about his apartment and throwing in a piece of bread into his toaster. After that, he went to his safe and input the code, opening it and retrieving a pistol and grenade. It came in handy last time, didn’t it? Mateo hoped he’d be able to use it again. The toast sprang up and the mare snatched up and held it between his teeth as he blinked back into the space where he left the stranger. He was careful to land himself a few feet away, behind some brush, to coordinate a little better. The man was mumbling to himself, and Mateo had to stifle laughter as he munched on the piece of dry toast. It always paid to have a snack while you watched a show, right? When the guy fell though, that’s when Mateo couldn’t help but laugh, giving away his position. Oops. It was showtime then. “Hate to tell you, chico, but…” He twirled his bat, finishing the last of his toast. “You ain’t lost your mind. Not yet.” Mateo grinned, patting the bat against his newly freed hand. Chuckling again, he walked toward his acquaintance, gait a little too relaxed when there was a dangerous creature nearby. He offered a hand, forcing the guy to get to his feet so the fight could be just slightly more fair. “Name’s Mateo. Use this.” He gave him the book from his vest with a shrug. “Saw John Wick use this to kill once.” —

He wasn’t sure how long he was on the ground, finding himself slightly set back by the stabs of pain that surged up his spine now accompanied the strange energy that he didn’t like going through his system. Part of Gael relinquished himself to the beast, not content at all but somehow accepting that maybe this was how he was going to die, being shredded apart and eaten by a tentacle dog. Of course, while his mind was trying to come to terms with his impending demise, his body still acted on its own accord and he scooted back on the ground, feeling his sweater picking up loose dirt, twigs and dead leaves that lay on the forest floor. Then he heard a laugh coming from behind him and, in his nerves, he threw his head back to look upside down at whoever it was coming up to him. If it was someone else aggressive… he didn’t want to think about if it was someone else aggressive; he could already feel his fingers extending uncomfortably, trembling slightly as they felt like someone was pulling on the bones under the skin. However, when brown eyes fell upon the abrupt reappearance of the man from before, now brandishing a bat and what looked to be a book, Gael wasn’t… relieved, per se, but at least it wasn’t someone– “Wait, where the hell did you go?” He asked, all but ignoring everything else that the man (now dubbed Mateo) had said, even as he was being pulled to his feet and shoving a - was this a book? - into Gael’s shaking hands. “First you were here and then you suddenly weren’t and– how long have you been listening in on me?” He asked, temporarily all but forgetting the large monstrosity that loomed near them. 

—

“Yeah…” Mateo nodded along to the guy’s mild freakout, completely detached and unsympathetic to how overwhelming the whole situation probably was. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. It’s fine. Just a thing I can do, man. Don’t worry about it.” When he appeared to finally be done, Mateo clicked his tongue and waved off his companion while his attention was taken by the fucked up puppy just a few feet away. It growled and snapped, though Mateo remained unfazed by the attempts at aggression. 

But as he looked closer, he noticed the dog wasn’t pointing the ‘tude toward the mare. “Huh?” It continued the show, attempting to circle around Mateo, and the closer he got, the more obvious it became that Mateo wasn’t the object of the dog’s fixation. It was the man behind him.  The very terrified and babbling man. “Yo, my guy, I think he’s–wait” He looked at the dog, eyes narrowing until he nodded with a smile on his face. “Sorry,” He apologized to the mutt, putting his body between the two to keep the man safe. “What’d you do to make her mad at you?” Kneeling down, the hound seemed to calm a little, almost nuzzling into Mateo. A look of surprise painted over his face, but he was more than happy to accept the affection of a dog for the first time in years. —

So Gael was what most people considered to be a ‘patient person’. He could roll with the punches, casually accept friendly insults and was more than willing to be the butt of a joke. On most days. Now, though, as Mateo was obviously not as worried about whatever this was as Gael himself was, he felt the uncomfortable pulse of energy through his limbs and it balled his hands into fists– well, the one, while the other held the book that was unhelpfully given to him to use as a weapon because Mateo saw it in a movie.

“Just a thing you can do?” He asked, only to get waved off and he felt some of the fear starting to dissipate in favor of frustration, despite the man standing before him who would apparently just… blink out of existence, the dog that was still menacing him and causing the back of his hair to stand on end. Was that even real? Was Mateo real? He felt real, Gael could feel the hand on his, pulling him to his feet. But… Maybe Mateo was just another side effect of whatever he was feeling at the moment. He wanted to say something else, though even now he wasn’t sure what he was going to say when the tentacled dog made its presence known once more and he tensed up, turning his dark, furrowed gaze to the creature with its glowing eyes that bored into him, sending another shiver up his spine. Maybe it wasn’t real. It hadn’t attacked him yet and… Mateo started talking to it. Apologizing to it. “Wh–” He faltered, confusion painting his face. “...What?” He asked incredulously as the other man knelt and started petting it - her?

—

“Yeah, old man. Try not to question it too much. You look…” Looking Gael up and down, Mateo chortled, a bit amused by the nervous and disheveled look the guy was sporting. He blabbered way more than Felix did, and they were pretty good at freaking out. He shrugged, “You look like you need to go home and take a nap.” Taking the nice route wasn’t a common thing for Mateo, but even a man like him could have sympathy. He wasn’t always a monster.

“Ay que linda eres, chulita.” Mateo put his attention back toward the hound, petting her gently and cooing as if she was any normal dog. Quickly, she leaned into his touch, and he exhaled with a bit of disbelief and glee. He wondered if that was what people felt when an animal took to them so quickly and easily. It was a nice feeling, and Mateo forgot all about Gael for a few moments while he decided on a name.  “Angel.” He proclaimed, standing up to face Gael. “I think Angel and I have a lot of bonding to do.” She snapped at Gael, growling as if she may attack. Mateo had a feeling she wouldn’t, so he just laughed, crossing his arms with an amused look on his face. “Don’t think she likes you too much, but hey, that’s just me. I think you’re okay even if you should relax a little.” Placing a hand on Angel’s head, he patted her, instantly ending the show of threats. “Never had a dog before, so I guess it’s thanks to you that I get to have one now though. Really appreciate it, chico.” The hound’s tendrils writhed happily coiling loosely around Mateo’s arm as he pet Angel. “You good to get home? I’m gonna take her on a walk.” —

Gael crossed his arms defensively when Mateo called him ‘old’, but he couldn’t deny that maybe a nap sounded good. Even if didn’t feel like he needed, wanted, or could even settle down enough to take a nap, he figured it might’ve been beneficial. Irritation tugged at his mind, just as a jittering feeling, strange sensations that pumped through his veins. Fear, annoyance, fear, empathy, annoyance. The dog snapped at him again which prompted him to take an instinctive step back but Mateo had named the creature Angel and… he seemed to have been getting along with it. Which, ultimately, Gael thought he liked. Angel wasn't on the list of the first ten names he’d have picked for a dog with a skull for a head, glowing eyes or tentacles that furled lazily on its back but… this was why he had Mirabel and Señor at home. There were few things that could compare to the love of an animal and he knew better now that love from anywhere, even an unconventional creature that nuzzled into Mateo’s palm fondly. The sensation solidified as the other man expressed that he’d never had a dog before. He paused, looking at the bizarre scene before him. And though he thought some primal part of him still wanted to recoil, give the creature its space, he also found himself smiling faintly at the duo. “Yeah. I’m good to get home.” He replied casually, dipping his sentence into the Spanish he knew Mateo was fluent in. “You take your girl for a walk; I’m glad you found her.” He said and with the lasting image of the tentacled beast still fresh in his mind but with the label ‘Angel’ attached to it, eliminating some of the fear, Gael put his hands in his pockets and left the two strange beings to themselves.

He wasn’t going to go home, not yet but he could at least be more aware of where he was walking. Ideally to avoid any other weird, possibly freaky creatures out in the woods that evening.

[trinitycove]

I just wanna say that as an OSA woman who only recently got into r*d f*minism (censoring so it doesn't show up in the tag), I appreciate seeing you talk about how good your jakey is to you. I developed a doomer mentality regarding men, so it's nice to see that, even though it takes a lot of work, there are guys out there who aren't terrible. Even beyond my own sexual orientation, it just gives me the slightest bit of hope that one day, even if not in my lifetime, there will come a time when the patriarchy is dismantled and women can finally exist alongside men free of its shackles.

I honestly post about him for that reason. I am really glad to hear you find it personally helpful. In no way do I think he is perfect or free of misogyny. There are definitely moments where I need to educate him and he needs time to really understand.

However, he is open to that education and will always think about what I have to say even if he disagrees. He will research it as well. I've been in many relationships and never before have I been with a man who is like that.

I hated men for a long time. They had abused me in various ways, cheated on me, watched porn, and generally treated me like trash. But there was always an exception to me and that was my dad. Did my mom complain about him? Hell yeah. But he did give me a good example of a man who is an ally. He's the reason I held out hope.

It was when I looked for a relationship that I met the abusive assholes. The two relationships with "good men" I had came when I wasn't looking. That's general advice anyone will give you, but it really never got through to me until I got into my late twenties.

There are some men who are willing to work with us. They won't be perfect. The main thing is they don't hurt us and are willing to learn to be a better ally and partner.

I too wish for a world where we can coexist with men without fear and, as you put it, shackles. For now, I will take the few men I do trust and feel gratitude.

[jaylikesrainbowtigers]

Tag game, Stranger things edition

@hargrove-mayfields tagged me so you know I have to do this. Thank you so much!!

Ride or die ship: Hollogrove. Heather and Billy are my bread and butter. Like so much of my stranger things content is them. I just love them healing and growing together.

Most annoying ship: St*ncy. I just hate it. What Nancy did to Steve was kind of something you can’t return from. I have seen the effects of a similar relationship on one of my irl besties and I would never wish it on anyone. I would cry if that ship happened in S5.

3. Second favourite ship: Either Elumax (platonic Elucas) or Eddie x Chrissy x Steve x Jonathan (with Jonathan, Eddie and Steve dating Argyle and Chrissy dating Robin. If someone has a ship name please suggest in the comments). I adore these ships as the developed relationships there are just *chef’s kiss* but the people who haven’t met? Just so much cute potential for love!

4. Favourite platonic dynamic: Stobin is my platonic tea. I adore Steve and Robin and believe whole heartedly that they are disabled besties. Platonic soulmates.

5. Underrated ship: Hollogrove obviously but Cunningway, Cheerscoops, Photocheer, Stargyle, and Murrlexi. Those ships are also so top tier but underrated. There are so many more.

6. Overrated ship: M*leven. Again I hate it. It is so teenage abuse romanticized. And too many people think that it is healthy or OTP. To be honest, Mike is a bit of an ick for me anyway.

7. One thing to change in canon: Destroy any hints or hopes of St*ncy or M*leven or any abusive relationship. Stop the characters putting up with it, to the extent that it is romanticized. Abuse is not good or something to be idealized. And actually include canon disabilities please.

8. One thing canon did right: Making Robin a lesbian and allowing Max and Eleven to have a strong friendship which is not focused on the boys. That trope is so overused so I am glad it was not used.

9. A thing I am proud of creating for the fandom: I am really proud of my Hollogrove stuff because there is so little content for my babies. But some of my work for @disabledbillyandsteveweek is also something I am super proud of and I can’t wait to show people.

10. A character who is perfect to me: Heather Holloway is my queen. Like she is so sweet and caring but obviously has so much depth potential. The Duffers really made a mistake not giving her more screen time. They could have done so much.

11. Most relatable character and why: Robin is the most relatable character for me. Her social awkwardness and passion for certain topics is really relatable to me. We are both band kids, lesbians and we even look fairly alike!

12. Character I hate most and why: Karen. Moral trash who willing flirted and tried to seduce a child her daughters age. She also put down other teenagers simply because she was being petty??? Like she is the adult in this situation. Even though she backed out of meeting Billy, the fact that she ever flirted with him is creepy. If you reversed the genders, the fandom would be freaking out and be like it’s so creepy!! It’s still the same situation?? Of course, it is creepy. Neil Hargrove is a close second.

13. Something I have learned from the fandom: To be more confident in sharing my opinions and work. Before I met a lovely group of people in the fandom I was so scared of being attacked for my preferences in the fandom but they showed me that despite us all not shipping or producing the same thing, we can all still support and respect each other. It really helped my social anxiety around sharing stuff, particularly for this fandom, online.

14. Three tags I seek out on ao3: I don’t actually read much stranger things on ao3 but Hollogrove, Hellcheer, and fantasy au’s are probably my top three for the fandom. I really want to see more fantasy au’s that aren’t just werewolves or vampires. I might actually write one now.

15: A song I strongly associate with otp and/or my favourite character: Pretty Brown Eyes by Cody Simpson for Hollogrove for a YouTube edit I saw. Love that song for them. Love Story by Taylor Swift is a close second.

I’m tagging @stranger-themes-blog, @carito-dorito , @mrsblackruby , @iloveyoubillyhargrove. Please don’t feel obligated to do this but I thought that I would share this with other stranger things fans.

[thesilent-o]

"Last one, yeah last one my ass. You know, if he's so determined to steal shit from people, he should do it himself. Except oh wait, he can't because he's a drunken piece of shit." Blitzo cursed to himself while he worked on wedging a roof hatch open to a well known club and restaurant. 

Known to attract large crowds for the shows it put on and the scandalous being that owned it. It had become one of the places of interest for Blitzo’s father, Cash. A con man from the start, his only real interest being in earning money or finding ways to do so. Ever since Blitzo was young his father looked for ways to earn money off of him. Going as far as to make him and his twin sister spectacles in his circus. Something that at the time had been incredible for the young imp. Even going as far to develop a love for performing and a dream to one day become famous doing just that. Dreams that Cash had been quick to shoot down in Blitzo. Crushing any hopes he might have had at succeeding whenever the circus had fallen apart. If there couldn't be any benefit in it for his son's success anymore then there was no need for Blitzo to have those sort of dreams. He'd be more useful as an errand boy, as he often was when he was a child. A pawn in his cons or something he could use as a bargaining chip if it meant earning more money for himself. 

Blitzo had just about had enough of his schemes though. Especially since he was only met with criticism from his father, even if he got the job done for him. He believed that he would never achieve his dreams now. The ideals of a starstruck imp dead with the family circus. No, now, Blitzo felt he needed to find a higher purpose. Some other way to get his name out there. A way for people to recognize who he was and maybe earn some real respect instead of being regarded as washed up trash. Blitzo had his own agenda and it didn't involve Cash or his shady schemes. It meant doing something legit and something that would make him easy money. Sinners all came here for a reason, some without a choice. So what if he could do something about that? Somehow make them feel at peace for the shitty hand that they might have been dealt? It was something that Blitzo wished someone would have offered him years ago. And yet here he was, breaking in through a skylight. Sent on yet another job which he would get no help for, despite the promise and likely little credit if he pulled it off. Greedy bastard. 

"I swear if I ever–" Blitzo uttered to himself while he heaved the hatch open. The thought was never finished though because just shortly after forcing it open, the imp lost his balance and fell into the open hatch. 

The fall to the stage far below likely would have done some damage to his body. It was quite the drop and not at all how he had planned to enter the building. Luckily, he managed to catch a hold of the curtains that hid the back part of the stage. Gliding down them, his claws tore into them until finally he came to a stop, clinging to the fabric. It was fortunate that the building and stage were empty otherwise, he was certain he would have drawn some attention to himself. Blitzo was also relieved that he had managed to catch ahold of something to soften his fall otherwise things could have ended very badly for him. And the worst part of it was the fact that he knew there wasn't a single person that would have given a damn. Not with his sister estranged and on drugs, his father a drunken con artist and his friends, gone. Everyone he knew was gone. That of course, included his mother. Who might have been the only one who would have still cared about him, if she were still around to care. 

"Great job, Blitz. Too bad that didn't kill me," He muttered to himself while he struggled to slowly make his way down the torn curtain. He was in now, he might as well snoop around. 

@fzrticv -Fizzarolli

[jjraderftw]

Eden of the East Ep (#5-11)

I think Eden ended off in a really open ended way. Yes there is a movie that will most likely wrap up the show but I felt like it was still too rushed. I would have liked to see the Eden of the East programs development and proper use instead of just having it be a project worked on behind the scenes. I would have also liked to see more of the other contestants in the game. The show focused on only 3-4 of the phone wielders but never really gave much eye to the rest. Also, I got to say, the moment the Johnson Hunter sprouted wings and left the scene, I was very puzzled. I assume this was a metaphor for liberation or a dream sequence but it really caught me off guard. However, plot aside I think the show really tackled one strong point which I’ll talk about today: the power and capabilities of the unemployed.

The title NEET is thrown around a lot in the show to describe the people who are unemployed and who went missing as part of Akira’s plan. Modern society views the unemployed and those who aren’t in the workforce at all as worthless. They look down upon the people in these circumstances and cast them aside as trash. They never bat an eye as to why these people are the way they are nor the rationales behind their lifestyles. The world, specifically Japan in this show’s case, values the idea of busy work. As long as you are working, regardless of the quality of the job, you are good in the public eye. Obviously people will compare jobs and status, but most people rather see you employed than not. This is all for the toxic work logic that has arisen. It is expected that people constantly stay busy to “contribute to society.” You must never stay put nor rest or you will be considered a slacker. However, most jobs found in the current market are borderline slave labor. They provide minimal pay and long hours yet fulfill the title of a “job”, making them legal and somewhat sought after. Though the initial idea of being busy was to contribute to the common good, the jobs now are usually not fulfilling nor useful. Furthermore, this market is hard to enter as is. These flaws combine and an effect of its existence is the NEET. These people either are struggling to find a job in this competitive market, do not agree with the current system and do not wish to support it, or believe they can contribute more to the world individually so they remain unemployed.

The NEETs Akira shipped out embody the idea that they are not only human and just as worthy of respect as the rest of society, but it also drives home the idea that they can contribute a lot to the common good. When they all come together to evacuate the citizens of the missle strikes and stop the rockets in the finale, they (unemployed and societally deemed slackers) use their talents to do something very important and more impactful than the work of most office workers. Their contributions, though not written in paper, can often be pivotal. A great example of this is Yutaka. Despite being unemployed, he is a genius who uses his knowledge of computers to uncover truths that led to the prevention of the missle strikes. The work of anyone can be impactful and it’s wrong that society has the double standard of demanding rigorous jobs that most sane people would not want and ridiculing those who don’t take them. We should fix this stigma by moving away from this toxic work mentality into one of more open mindedness.

I’m still unsure whether I’m going to watch the movies to conclude this anime’s journey. Overall, I thought the show was alright but quite entertaining and funny at times. It’s a good watch but it is quite rushed.

[stealthnoodle]

And Squall Gets Impaled by Ice, See, It's All Connected: Let's Play Tears of the Kingdom

We've hit the "shitty manips made using a laptop trackpad" era of this playthrough, sorry and/or you're welcome. Also I have (mostly) finished playing Captain Planet for the Zoras.

I put four eyes in a statue and all I got was this lousy stamina container and expanded Poe shopping options

That's not a bad reward, actually, it's just not getting me any closer to the bottom of the ice pond

Time traveler Zelda is expressing her desire to develop control over time itself and this is not getting any less hilarious to me. Just having tea with her GGGGGGILFs, gossiping about her cool pal Link, casually wishing for control over the flow of time itself. I'm not expecting this game to let Zelda enter her Ultimecia-esque villain era, but I sure wish it would!

Hear me and this shitty manip out:

Rinoa is Zelda and Link dies at the end of Disc 1, change my mind

I have rebuilt Lurelin Village in the name of the ice pond, and met another deeply unrelatable NPC:

Could never be me, champ, I have died repeatedly because my armor rating is trash and I've looked damn good doing it

Hateno dye and parachute pattern guy gets me, though:

I have traversed a labyrinth for once by following a trail of nuts (literal) and now I am going nuts (figurative):

Uh oh that's my dump stat:

My reward is getting to go back underground, where I belong.

And my reward for clearing the corresponding underground labyrinth is a neat mask that I will never wear because it's not my good hat.

Got another flashback and it's MURDER ZELDA

Let's all give a warm welcome to Zelda: Puppet Ganon edition! I was going to ding her for a very obvious and poor assassination attempt, but it was of course just setting Ganondorf up for the real kill. RIP Sonia, may Zelda inherit your time magic and go absolutely hamballs with it

Also RIP my Quantum Leap dreams

Now I'm craving sushi so let's get back to the Zoras

Same energy:

"Don't worry about me, sweetie, have fun fucking your boyfriend!"

I have to swim up some waterfalls, so I am once against being bullied into wearing a shirt >:(

Bad news for everyone but especially for me: I am too stupid for Water Temple puzzles

OKAY FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO MAKE THE DAMN WHEELS TURN ARGH

My reward is the worst boss, the sludge boss. I am out of arrows. I will solve this later.

[left-ts]

• Gum

F.B. x Reader

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WARNING: implications of throwing up (one time) and bullying

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I was sitting in the back of science class, chewing on my now flavorless gum. Because I didn’t want to get up and disturb the silent air of the classroom.

chewing the gum gave me a headache, and it tasted disgusting. But I was too anxious to stand up and throw it away. 

I had always been like this, I never wanted to disturb anyone.

I never wanted anyone to hate me.

Though I doubt anyone really does..

The person who sits next to me was a pretty quiet kid himself, Finney Blake.

Even though we’ve sat next to each other all year we don’t talk much unless we have a project due.

I’ve seen him walk to and from school since we live in the same neighborhood.

I see him get bullied in the school yard, and I see Robin Arellano saving him.

I think I’ve developed a slight crush on him.

I mean he’s gorgeous, like really pretty.

The problem is he likes that Donna girl, she’s basically prefect. But I don’t hate her, I couldn’t.

I walk making my way to my locker through the crowd of students rushing in the hallway.

After the treacherous walk in the halls I made it to my locker. I was still chewing the gum I had, I couldn’t make it to a trash can in time.

While getting my books out of my locker I heard a group of people walk to the locker two down from mine.

This happens everyday, Donna, Robin, Finney and his sister meet up at this locker to talk before school ends.

I internally rolled my eyes, I don’t hate her. She didn’t do anything to me.

I close my locker and turn around just to get knocked forward by a kids backpack. The flavorless gum I had flew out of my mouth.

And directly into Donnas hair.

I slapped my hand over my mouth and debated making a run for it to avoid the inevitable confrontation.

I decided on staying and fixing this.

I tapped Donna on the shoulder and she turned around.

“Hey, uh.” I couldn’t get it out.

“Some kid knocked into me and.. my gum flew into your hair..”

Her eyes widened and she brought her hand up to her head.

She felt for the gum and pulled on it while yelling.

The rest of those kids obviously heard what I said and rushed to help her.

She was in tears at this point.

“Why would you do this to me!” She yelled.

“Now I have to cut it.”

I looked at my shoes and picked at the skin around my nails.

“What is your problem.” Finneys sister asked with a scowl on her face.

Ok so maybe they didn’t hear me.

“It was an accident.. I swear.” I said shamefully

“I would never.” Yes I would.

It’s not like I wished this upon her.

I don’t hate her.

Donna stomped away with Finneys sister by her side.

I was left with Finney and Robin side eyeing me.

“I’m uh, gonna go now.. tell I said sorry.” I whispered as I walked away.

Great, the one time I get remotely close to Finney I literally spit gum in his crushes hair.

I felt less than human, I mean we all make mistakes.

But this one could quite literally end my life.

Donna hates me, so every else does too.

I was dreading going to school.

I sat at my kitchen island eating cereal staring aimlessly at the swirling cheerios in the milk.

I felt sick.

I got up to run to the bathroom…

Yeah

After brushing my teeth again I walked out the door and started off to school.

I took a deep breath before turning the corner to school.

When I stepped foot in the door some people turned their heads to glance at me and turn back to whisper.

“I heard she stuck gum in Donnas hair.”

“I bet she did it to get Robins attention.”

“Think she has a crush on Donna, I heard she was blushing the whole time.”

I walked faster trying to shut out all the snarky voices.

Once at my locker I opened it to place my books down.

A piece of paper fell out.

It read:

I know it was an accident.

This shouldn’t be a big deal anyway. Meet me at lunch by the doors…

Please.

~Finn

At least he’s not blaming me.

I wanna go, just to clear my name.

All my morning classes flew by and before I knew it, it was time for lunch.

I made my way to the cafeteria with my head down to avoid anymore comments or rumors being throw at me.

I stood by the doors waiting for Finney.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around and the gorgeous Finney Blake was standing there.

“Hey y/n, I told Donna that she kinda overreacted and that you apologized.”

“And that she should also apologize.”

He said while avoiding eye contact with me.

He just looked so- “So she’s here, to do that.. uh now.”

“Hmm, what.”

My eyes snapped up to his, and his cheeks flushed a faint pink.

He grinned at my cluelessness.

“Donnas here to say sorry to you y/n.”

“Oh.”

She walked out from behind the doors with her eyes casted to something more interesting than me.

“Sorry.”

Finney nudged her with his elbow and frowned.

She rolled her eyes.

“I’m sorry that I spread rumors about you.”

Her eyes finally met mine.

“And i’m sorry for yelling at you.”

“It’s okay, you were just caught up in the moment.”

She nodded and then turned to walk away.

Finney was still here though.

“Hey, do you wanna eat lunch with me?”

“You sure.”

“Definitely, Robin and Gwen aren’t mad either then want to apologize aswell.”

Oh

“Come on.” He said with a small smile on his pretty face.

I took a leap of faith and offered my hand.

He took it and walked over to his table.

We sat down across from Gwen and Robin who looked sorrowful.

“I’m sorry y/n, I didn’t mean to yell at you.” Gwen said looking down.

“sorry.” Robin mumbled.

“For what?”

“I thought about fighting you yesterday…”

My eyes widened and I let out a quiet ok.

I forgave them and we ate lunch while talking like actual friends.

This was just the first day of me and Finn together.

Months later he found out I liked him and then confessed his own feelings.

He bought me extra long lasting flavored gum.

I love him.

And about Donna, actually forget about it

I hate her.

This was my first oneshot… how do we feel

I don’t really know, I kinda just thought about the gum thing and ran with it

Have a nice day and feel free to request anything :)

[platinum-iridium]

My first watch, Serena was one of my faves because someone (who I now suspect is an enemy…) told me something really gay was instore so I assumed there were hidden layers lmao. Plus I think I was also just so over Abbie I was relieved by the time she came around but watching now the lack of consistency is super irritating. The other second chairs definitely get a lot more. But I wouldn’t mind her coming back and working with Nolan though I guess she’d be above him now? Idk how lawyers work but seeing her be firm in whatever her beliefs are would be cool. Maybe they can give her a wife. Think I stopped around her lesbian reveal because it was so worthless lmao. I remember some DA(?) being found in a trunk? By then the show was background noise while I did homework so idek what the plot was. Don’t think it’s the Connie era but it could be. I don’t really wanna rewatch after s12 but are there any stand out Connie eps in your opinion ? I’m curious now since you like her so much lol

serena is more fun to watch if you look for hidden messages but deadass there's one episode you could choose to believe is foreshadowing and that's about it. that and the fact that there's absolutely not a hint of flirting with jack. i don't really like serena but a lot of that is because the writers just dgaf about really making her a good character. i will say, once they sort of settle in with the conservative DA, i think her character gets better because they have a built in ideological enemy and she doesn't have to fill that role anymore.

i don't know if i posted much about it but i really liked claire and jamie the second time around. i don't think either of them made a big impact on me the first time because i didn't find them relatable yet, but now as a career woman it's different. that's the case with van buren too now that i'm a manager of white men @ work. certain shit just hits different with more life experience. like claire's whole thing for older men was viscerally offputting to me when i first watched and the thing with jamie's ex husband was utterly unrelatable but their character arcs have grown on me with age. lowkey i need a whole post about that because claire was damn near a baby and they need to send jack to the hague. she was grown but jack really should have kept his hands to himself. he's the epitome of the "feminist" man. like just watching her slowly open her eyes to who he really was and slowly develop the ick was honestly great. wish we got resolution on that. serena as a defense attorney or a project innocence type would make a lot of sense. i have mixed feelings about how they brought jamie back. i was glad to see her but if they weren't going to do her justice they could have left it on the playground tbh. she always struggled with real person ethics vs lawyer ethics and i guess i'm glad they were consistent about that but it just didn't hit to me. it doesn't make sense to me that she would still be in the DAs office tbh just given her character arc.

also the DA that died (borgia) was a waste of a plot point. i really like connie but without actually watching it again idk why. somehow i found her kind of relatable but idk if she's particularly well written because i do remember them treating her like a very pretty lamp a lot of the time. honestly i went back and watched an episode i enjoyed with mike and connie (the one where you find out mike never got his bachelor's) and i can't in good conscience recommend that episode bc it's not that great. the twist was good but the writing was just trash. chile i had to go back to make sure i had at least one good episode to show. season 18 episode 16 "strike" is an excellent episode that features her prominently. also after rewatching it i like her because i relate to her a lot. i wish the writers let her come out of mike's shadow more but when she did, just damn.