#idk if anyone else shares that sentiment

[strywoven]

just a small psa : when i continue to write in my posts "please feel free to reach out" , i'm not being polite nor cute ; i mean it. let me reiterate this for the people in the back who weren't listening before - this blog is PLOT-DRIVEN & THRIVES ON OOC COMMUNICATION . while i'm in school , i'm dead to the dash. and the only feasible way to start things with me - even when i'm not in-term - is by plotting. i know that's not everyone's cuppa , and i won't fault anyone for that , but this blog is geared towards building up in-depth dynamics and storylines and connections.

[34saveme34]

okay but genuinely why are there so many parralels between smg34 and axolony, one of the only canon pairs, and pretty much the only one that was taken seriously?

like, the teasing, Mario teased both pairs with zero remorse (he also got punched by 34 and Axol as well for it), and Meggy also did a bit, you could argue she was kinda doing that to 3 in Perfect, not nearly as explicitly as with Axol though but, you get me- ngl I would love it if Meggy was the first one to find out if 3 had feelings (which is increasingly harder to say he doesn't. like. what the fuck man. I have trouble assessing his emotions in a friendly way)

also the fact that Mario teased 34 about looking gay the SAME arc he teased Axol when also axolony happened???

that kind of unparalleled care they show, Axol for Melony, AND I'll die on this fucking hill if I have to 3 for 4

ALSO THE FUCKING DRAWING. NOBODY else has it LIKE THAT

besides like, the mar10 drawing which might come close to that but it's rather bitter to look back on, unlike the 34 drawing, which was also drawn with a similar style to the axolony one which makes it even harder to ignore.

and they both carry that strong feeling of being fond of one another deeply

as if the drawing is supposed to show just HOW close the 2 characters are

and it's really funny how they only did that with the canon couple and another pair of idiots who regularly get shipped for their fruit vibes even outside of this stuff

like like like. you would think. THINK it might mean something. But lowkey it feels like the show doesn't want to commit yet or something

I also wonder if the notebook will ever come back buuuut probably not, why would it, it was just a siiiilly one time plot device

there's just so many things driving me mad about this ship- the cosmic link, the amount of care, that god damn drawing, the tsundere thing, the look they share the first time they transmute meme energy and the other people's reactions to it (Mario, Tari and Bob), also the fact that they keep sharing looks like that even today, like I noticed them doing it in wotfi 2023 too, they are so crazily on the same wavelength, also Forced To Hold Hands also has that, I can't recall any more from my memory right now but they probably have more

just Ugh, , if not gay, why tease to relentlessly and make half of the 14 episodes before puzzles about these 2 mfers

like what the fuck was it for then, why did they god damn do that

I hope it doesn't get conveniently ignored in the next 2 weeks

[shoccolatine]

Do you feel comfortable with writing stuff about mental health issues. Like, MC being depressed due to a mission going wrong or something similar and hiding it from Zayne while they spiral deeper into it until he catches them doing something bad - like idk, self-harm, looking up suicide methods, something like that. Gender neutral reader would be great <3

If you don't want to write this for any reason, feel free to ignore my ask :)

mission failure.

⚘pairing: zayne x gn!reader

⚘summary: after one too many failed missions, you reach a breaking point. zayne comes to your aid. ⚘tags: sfw, 2nd person POV, gender neutral reader, mental health issues, self-esteem issues, depression, suicidal thoughts, non-descriptive/implied self-harm, mild descriptions of morbid thoughts, hurt/comfort, angst ⚘word count: 2k ⚘a/n: thank you so much for your request, i hope i did it justice! this was a very interesting write and i enjoyed it a lot. i tried to be as delicate and vague with the s/h descriptions as i could so as not to trigger anyone, but this fic still deals with sensitive content so please be safe and take care of yourself! much love 💜

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

This was it. You just couldn’t do anything right.

Another hunting mission had gone poorly. The third in a row, now. They do say all good things come in threes, but could the same be said of misfortune? It certainly seemed so. The first two mission failures had been played off as flukes, but this time…

You made the long trek back to Headquarters with the weight of a tail dragging between your legs, bearing a few cuts and bruises to show for it. Beside you was Tara, who was not quite so worse for wear and, although disappointed, didn’t quite seem to share the same sentiment as you. After all, she hadn’t been the one to let the Wanderer get away. Again.

“Hey, don’t look so down!” she says, in her usual cheerful tone. She pats your arm in an attempt to be comforting. “Can’t win ‘em all, right?”

You give her a look and a frown. “I mean, we should, shouldn’t we? It’s our job, after all.”

“No way! Those Wanderers were tough! I’m amazed we got as far into the Zone as we did!”

But we lost our main target, you thought, yet you held your tongue. There was no changing Tara’s mind once she was set on something. This mission was above her level, anyway, but with every other Hunter either stationed elsewhere or taking a well-deserved break, and Xavier being unreachable as usual, all you had was each other. It had been up to you, as the higher level Hunter, to uphold the team morale and guide you both through a successful mission. But lately, you just kept falling short. Even the most straightforward of missions went awry. Just what was happening?

The entrance doors slid closed behind you as you and Tara headed upstairs for the debrief. Your heart pounded with every step you took. Three failures in a row… Jenna was going to fire you for sure. She might as well do it now, to make space for a newer, better Hunter to take your place and finish your missions properly.

Instead, what came of your debrief was the offering of a week-long break. "Time off to clear your head and refresh," Jenna had said with hard concern, but it might as well have been an arrow to the chest. Just fire me now and get it over with, you thought. Stop wasting everyone’s time and resources and find someone else.

You didn’t need a break. You just needed to be better.

Getting better, however, came with a steep demand you placed upon yourself like a vase upon a pedestal, delicate and teetering. If Jenna wanted to give you another chance, then you would use this week to return to peak performance. You would train, and train, and train, until you were sure to succeed at every mission she threw at you. It was flawless. You’d be back at it in no time.

But as soon as you got off the train and back into your apartment, all you wanted to do was sleep. 

And sleep you did. You slept until you couldn’t think of those missions anymore, and when the thoughts inevitably returned, you slept again.

“You’re not eating enough,” Zayne said during your following check-up later that week. He stated it so matter-of-factly, like he did with any other diagnosis, never looking up from his computer as he typed something. You never knew exactly what. “Aren’t you supposed to be on a break right now?”

“How do you know that?”

“Word gets around,” he said, the beginnings of a smile etched on his face. You didn't like the idea of people knowing things like that so easily. People sure do like to talk... Zayne's hazel eyes lifted from the screen and over at you. “You need to take better care of yourself. Now is as good a time as any to catch up on your body’s needs.”

“I’m fine,” you snapped. Sometimes Zayne needed to mind his own business. Wait, but he was your doctor, and one of your closest friends… What was the matter with you? You really needed to go back to bed and stop being such a nuisance. 

Maybe it’d be better if you got out of his life, too.

You met his questioning expression and the heat of your response drained out of your face. At that, you decided you didn’t want to wait for a reply. Whatever he wanted to say to you with that curious expression of his, you didn’t want to hear it. Didn’t deserve to hear it. You quickly left his office and never looked back. If he called your name as the door to his office slid closed behind you, it went unheard.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

5 missed calls.

Your phone screen blares the message in your face, blinding against the darkness of your room and blurry against the tears that threatened to fall, that had already fallen, that fell and dried and fell again. Your fingers itch to reply, to call him back or send him a text, but what’s the point? He doesn’t really care. He’s probably just going to scold you for leaving your appointment halfway and being childish and not following doctor’s orders and being rude to him.

Not only have you messed up your job, you’re messing up your relationships now, too. When will you ever stop? Can’t it ever stop?

Your phone buzzes and lights up in your fingers as your ringtone sings into your sheets once more. It’s him again. Doesn’t he know when to quit? You watch his name as it waits idly on your screen. It gets tired of waiting, as it always does, and finally disappears. You sigh as another hot tear slips down your cheek.

Something new happens this time.

1 new voicemail, your phone screen reads. You start to slide the notification away, but against your better judgment, and before you can talk yourself out of it, you give in, tap the notification, and listen. 

The line is silent for a moment, and part of you hopes he gave up and left you nothing.

Finally, after what sounds like a throat clearing, he speaks.

“Hey, it’s me,” Zayne’s voice comes through the speaker. It’s got that usual muffled crackly phonecall texture laid onto it, but it sounds enough like him that it feels like he’s right there with you, underneath the blankets. “Are you alright? …Listen. Whatever it was I said, I didn’t mean it. You know that. I was going to ask if you wanted to get dinner, but you left so suddenly. Call me when you’re able?”

The silence creeps in again, and you can almost hear him consider saying something more, can almost see his expression as his thoughts thunder in his brain but refuse to leave his lips, but then there’s a click, and the call ends. The robotic voicemail message drones monotonously about saving the message, and halfway through, you hang up, too.

The back of your throat clenches and burns, and you barely fight back a sob as it wrenches itself out of you. Zayne was worried about you. You made him worry. You thought he was mad, you wanted him to be mad, but he’s not. He cares about you. Why…?

You dig the heels of your palms into your eyes, as if you could push back the sting of tears that rush, hot and salty, from your bloodshot eyes. It hurts, and you start to see flashes of bright white stars under your eyelids, but it’s better than succumbing to the pain in your chest. Your heart shares a galaxy with the stars in your vision, a dying star that’s fizzling out, or maybe even being consumed by the void of a black hole. How morbidly comforting. You suddenly want to rip it out.

You wonder, just how difficult would it be to separate the Aether Core from your still-beating flesh…?

You try to shake the thoughts from your mind but they hold fast. Throwing the blankets off of your body, you leave your room hobbling like a zombie, make a beeline for the kitchen, and pull open a drawer.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It’s late at night when there’s a knock at your door. A slight rap of the knuckles. A sharp one, two. Once, then twice, and on the third knock there’s another sound, too. A rattling jingle. And it’s times like these when you curse yourself for giving Zayne the extra key to your apartment.

He calls out your name as he steps in. You barely hear him. You’re not sure if it’s because he’s far away, or speaking quietly, or if you’re just that far gone into your own thoughts that everything else around you is muted.

He might have called only once, or a dozen times, by the time he reaches your room and spots your hunched figure on your bed. He says your name again, and this time you do hear him. 

You meet his gaze, steeled with concern, and immediately regret it. 

He sees you, really sees you, and all at once your façade crumbles once more. He approaches the edge of your bed, and you turn your eyes anywhere but at him as you brace yourself for impact.

“What are you doing?” he asks, but he already knows the answer.

Zayne grabs your wrist. Yet, his touch is gentle—firm enough to grip you, but soft enough that you could pull away if you wanted. You don't. You’re far too tired to fight anymore. You continue to stare at the floor with teary eyes, but there is resignation hanging heavy on your shoulders, like a wet blanket. Zayne takes your silent compliance as an okay to pull you along with him down the hallway of your dimly lit apartment and into the bathroom.

He sits you down on the toilet. The light clack of the lid hitting the porcelain beneath from your sudden weight seemed to jolt you awake a bit; your eyes refocus and follow his movements as he shuffles through the medicine cabinet. He pulls out a few things and then returns to tend to his patient.

"Hand. Here," he says as he holds out his own. You offer yours, and he meets you halfway. He always does. He’s as meticulous and calm as always as he cleans, disinfects, and wraps your wounds, ever the doctor, but there’s a certain softness in his motions that you’re sure he reserves for only his most cherished patients. 

Only for you.

The thought rolls a warm wave over you, the once wet blanket that had been dragging you down now fresh out of the laundry and wrapped carefully around you, cozy and hot and certain. There’s still a bit of damp spots here and there, but those will also dry in time. And you know Zayne will still be here when that time comes.

Your thoughts are broken when long fingers drag against your cheek, wiping away yet more damp spots and fanning through your shining lashes.

“You need to take better care of yourself,” Zayne says, repeating his words from earlier that day. Was that really only today? This day was lasting a lifetime. As with before, his tone holds no ice. You regret snapping at him when he was only trying to help. He must feel your tension, because he puffs a breath out through his nose just then, and the warm air tickles the hairs on your forehead. He places a kiss there, the barest brush of his lips on your skin. He pushes your hair back with long warm fingers, tucking a strand behind your ear. “If you need help with that, I’m here. Always. You need only ask.”

Later still and he’s tucking you into bed and giving your forehead another gentle kiss, making you feel like a kid again. He’s surprisingly good at that. You don't know how he does it.

Zayne follows you under the covers, and leaves you an open invitation to snuggle against him, if you wish. You gratefully accept, tucking your head under his chin as he envelops you. He’s very careful not to apply pressure to your bandaged skin. 

Right before you fall asleep, he whispers a promise of breakfast tomorrow, and dinner, and whatever else comes next. A promise of staying, no matter what.

[sminiac]

hiiii hope you're having a great day/night <33 could you pleaseee share ur thoughts on: what would be each piwon members favs sexual positions and why?

💌 — Hi honey, I actually had a kinda okay day! but of course I can, just for you <3

Warnings — Smut focused, MDNI.

⋆ Y. Keeho

The Lotus. He’s just such a lovey boy, lets you control the pace because when you’re feeling a little mean and refuse to speed up he secretly loves not being able to have a say. The eye contact as he’s whining breathlessly for you to go faster only makes it more enjoyable for him, when you deny him, tell him no, but even more when you’re so sweet about it.

Gets big headed about it if you tell him you’ve never let anyone else have you in this position, like “Oh so I must be really special.” Tell him yes and he’s eating it up. When the time calls he really enjoys soft, intimate sex, and having you like this only makes him more attracted to you, breathing in each others air and failing to speak through your sentences with the pleasure from his cock hitting so deep that you fumble with your words, goddd and the way he’d look with a sweaty glow over his skin and messy hair. Sickening.

Remainder of members under the cut!

⋆ C. Taeyang

Spooning. He’s such a pillow princess idk how else to explain it and this fits him almost perfectly because there’s not much exertion from doing this. He can’t get through a movie without slipping a hand between your legs until he’s somehow made enough space for his cock to slip inside. He’s so gentle and loving though, cradling your head with his arm like a makeshift pillow as he fucks into your from behind, the shallow, quick piston of his hips making you jostle in his hold.

Sleepy morning sex is also a frequent excuse to pull this move. He woke up hard and is feeling a little deficient of your touch? He’s snaking up behind you, touching you just right until his fingers are dipping past your waistband and gently spreading your folds apart. He indulges himself, plays with you a little before he’s taking hold of his weeping cock and sinking into you, poor thing would start shaking trying to keep ahold on himself, but once you start reciprocating, showing him, telling him to keep going then he’s fucking into with reckless abandon.

⋆ C. Jiung

Missionary. A lot of the time he’s so sweet and sentimental, in hand with that would be very simple positions that don’t require a lot of physical effort, he doesn’t like stuff that drains him quickly, wants to be able to stay in the moment for as long as the both of you want, to control the pacing and time.

Keeps you pinned in place by holding your hands, kisses you tenderly, straying from your lips to your jaw, dropping his head into the dip in your shoulder, huffing out praises and thoughtless babbles. The both of you watching the way his cock sinks and pulls from your cunt, subconsciously lets out pretty sounds when he’s looking too, and when he remembers to he’ll have a pillow under your back.

⋆ H. Intak

Cowgirl. It’s typical, I think we can all see it but fuck does it fit him so well. He likes being a tease, likes it when you call him mean from making you fuck yourself on his cock with not even so much as a finger of his help, feeds off of being under you but still being the one in control. Doesn’t like it when you’re the one being mean to him, telling him to keep his eyes open and on you as you only swivel and rock your hips, not even giving him the pleasure of a full sink down his length.

He’s either in tears or audibly laughing at your state whilst being under you, slaps your ass, and it stings bad but he mitigates the pain with his praise and warm tone, rubbing over the skin as he tells you to keep going, don’t stop, needs more of you, wants all of you. When he’s feeling extra generous you can usually tell when he’s grabbing you from the back of your neck, pulling you into a tongue filled kiss and leaving you dazed, when he knows you aren’t quite all in your head he pointedly thrusts up into you, sometimes it’ll only be for a few minutes, sometimes he’ll keep you on your knees so he can continue fucking up into you.

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[thelunarfairy]

TYSM FOR ANSWERING MY LAST QUESTION EEEEEEEE

Sorry to be back so soon- but I had another question I was curious about. Again, if this one happens to be stupid you don't have to answer it heh.

But anyways, my question revolves around Hanako's names and how he's referred to. Like, I guess it's hard to consolidate into one specific question, but I've always wondered why Hanako lets Tsukasa call him Amane, and why Tsukasa calls him that. Well, then again, Tsukasa does whatever the hell he wants, but Hanako doesnt correct him either.

Similarly, Tsuchigomori only calls him Number 7, despite knowing his real name. Doesn't even call him Hanako. And that struck me as odd because since he cares so much about him, why keep it so professional? Is he just trying to distance himself? Or did Hanako get angry in the past and pull rank or something, telling Tsuchigomori to refer to him that way?

Nene is a whole nother story. She knows Hanako's name is Amane. You'd think she'd bring it up or call him that, right? Even once? And on top of that, in the fictional world, Hanako used his real name. Like he KNEW Yashiro already knew it too. He had to have known, because otherwise I don't think he'd use his real name if Yashiro didn't know it. Especially since he doesn't want to share his past with her. And to avoid confusing her further in the pp world, bc he wanted her to know it was him- well, alive version of him. Since the whole point he stayed was to see what it was like to be alive with her.

I wonder, if anyone else tried to call him Amane, how would he react? (Outside the pp world of course) Would he get flustered if Nene did it? Would it piss him off or make him uncomfortable? And what would happen if Tsuchigomori referred to him as Yugi again? Ugh so many questions I don't have answers to.

I'm probably reading way too much into this. I know it's likely that Tsukasa refers to him as Hanako because he knew him as Amane, and Tsuchigomori refers to him as Number Seven to be respectful. And Nene calls him Hanako-kun still because, well, "Toilet Bound Hanako-kun". But idk, thought it could be interesting to think about!!

Thanks again for answering my other question btw!! I loved your take on it

hahahahaha yeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!!! happy to see you happy!!!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.

Don't worry, don't worry 😉

So, in JSHK we have a meaning for names, not just the literal meaning of the thing, but the sentimental meaning.

If you notice, Hanako is the only one who calls Nene "Yashiro", and she said so herself.

In addition to including the fact that she likes the way he calls her. There is a sentimental meaning here, only he calls her that.

In Hanako's case, Tsukasa never called him that way because Amane is his brother and he always calls him that, maybe because he doesn't see the point in calling him by any other name than his real one or because he doesn't agree with hiding the truth.

Tsukasa has always been very truthful about everything, including about their past. And Tsukasa was willing to tell Nene the whole truth about Amane, so it simply doesn't make sense for him to call his older brother Hanako.

Tsuchigomori apparently made a deal with Amane that he wouldn't talk about absolutely anything about his past to anyone, including his real name.

Tsuchi used to call him Yugi, as a sign of respect, he followed Hanako's wishes, not calling him by his false name, but by the title he now has, leader of the seven.

Hanako wasn't surprised to see that Nene knew his name because Tsukasa called Hanako "Amane" in front of her, so he probably deduced that Nene knew his name because Tsukasa mentioned it several times.

So, he did know that she knew his real name.

He wanted to show Nene his "true" side in the PP arc, even though Nene called him Amane-kun a few times, it's like she doesn't associate that name with the boy she knows.

She wants Hanako, that fun and "happy" Hanako that she lived with for so long, Amane is like a version of him that died, that refers to sadness, that refers to something that she doesn't recognize as the person she likes.

Nene associated the name with the past, she discovered his name when she saw that he was suffering in the past. She was the one who was curious about him, and the first thing she discovered was his name and the short story of how he gave up on his own life.

So, the name Amane has this weight for her.

No matter what reality she is in, or what version of Amane she meets, she will call him Hanako.

I still imagine that this will change at some point, her calling him Amane would be like a symbolic way of saying that she has accepted him completely, that Hanako is Amane, that they are the same person and that she has to understand that there is not only the "happy Hanako" but also the "sad and lonely Amane".

They are both the same person, but ever since she found out about Amane's existence she seems to want to run away from it, so I imagine that's why she always calls him Hanako.

About how he would react if someone else called him that, he would probably try to understand how they found out, but only if it was someone important. He doesn't seem to care much about that.

🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡 Thank you!!!!! I'm glad you liked it!!!

[thehyperfixationcorner]

Lake Nose Monster is an interesting episode because it starts off kind of annoying me (Phineas seems to be actually lying rather than being deceitful and the bond between Nosey and the boys kinda feels rushed and artificial, r just a bit too cliche), but it ends on such a high note (plus great Candace and Doof plots, especially the latter that really captures his ADHD quotebleness) that it ranked in my (so far) Top ten overall. Wonder if anyone else shares this sentiment, idk if the fandom rates this one highly

[cozzzynook]

do ya have any head canons or anything else regarding the B-137 murder bot concept? I'd love to hear it!

Like, it's such an awesome concept, Bumblebee of all mechs used to be a murder bot! It'll be funny to hear about team prime's reaction when they first hear about this.

Like, Bumblebee? The annoying, loud, brash, and goofy little bug? That Bumblebee? Used to be B-127??

Hi idk if you’re the same person who asked before but I didn’t fully forget i just got busy trying to think of something.

I head canon Bee doesn’t like anyone knowing what he did especially his friends.

He knows decepticons would want him for his skill at offlining while understanding why he did it. But he knows his friends would treat him differently and see him as a monster.

The only reason he joined was because Optimus found him and made a deal that if he was defeated he would do whatever asked of him and when Optimus won he asked Bee to join him and become an autobot.

Bee wasn’t fond of the idea at all but he gave his word and Optimus was kind to him. The good tasting energon Optimus would give him also won him over.

Bee was a teen by the time Optimus found him and lived his life working for hire killing others or going on unstable rampages offlining bots unlucky to cross his path.

Arcee doesn’t believe it at first but when she sees how Optimus reacts she realizes its not a bad joke. She’s flabbergasted and caught off guard. A bit defensive and unsure how to react since the bee she knows is a sweetspark and not a cold energon killer. Her conflict shows and Bee starts to avoid her making her regret treating him any different. He says its cool but she can tell he’s not like he used to be.

Bulkhead is more vocal about his surprise and takes time to talk with Bee when they’re alone. He shares his concerns but to Bee’s surprise its more of Bee’s own well being than anything else. Bulkhead reassures that Bee is still his friend and if he ever feels like he’s slipping to let a bot know so they can help him. That he isn’t alone anymore and he wouldn’t abandon him. Bee truly appreciates this even if its hard to accept Bulkheads kindness is real.

Wheeljack is more “that was the past you, you’re different now.” He’s like Bulkhead in making sure Bee is okay mentally and to let some bot know if he feels like things are getting bad again. He doesn’t treat bee any differently in fact he wants to spar with bee not holding anything back. Bee also appreciates this sentiment.

Ratchet demands a full check up to make sure Bee is okay and sets up a plan in case Bee slips mentally while also throwing wrenches at him for not telling him sooner. Ratchet acknowledges Bee’s past but he can’t bring himself to see Bee as anything more than the sweet youngling bot he first met when Optimus brought Bee back with him. He actually checks on bee at night while he’s recharging and rests a servo on his helm rubbing his head like one would a sparkling. Only Optimus and Ultra Magnus know about Ratchets new habit.

Ultra Magnus is upset Optimus didn’t tell any bot about Bee’s origin since he posed a danger to their comrades. Optimus gives his reasons stating he wanted Bee treated fairly and knew the young bot would keep his word. To Ultra Magnus that does not suffice and he makes the statement that Bee very well could snap one day and murder them all if pushed hard enough or has a bad enough day and before Optimus can tell Magnus that was inappropriate Bee storms off hiding his energy signature so no bot can find him.

Smokescreen of course is the first to speak out saying Magnus was wrong and that Bee was their friend. Stating that if decepticons can change and become autobots and be accepted then Bee should be no different. Smokescreen admits he saw Bee a bit differently and told said bot that but he also stated that no matter what Bee was his friend and he would always want him to watch his back strut on the battlefield. That assured Bee a lot but Magnus words definitely got to him.

Optimus was quiet throughout everything. He didn’t say anything to any bot he just left to go find Bee. Optimus would never admit it out loud but to him Bee is his sparkling. He does not believe his violent past should define his future and he refused to believe his sparkling would return to that life now that he’s been given love and a sire who cares for him.

Bee became a murder bot at a very young age. He grew up on the streets since no sparkling center wanted him. That meant he had no choice but to resort to violence and eventual killing to survive.

To Optimus Bee was more than just an autobot or former murder bot.

He was his sparkling who needed his sire’s comfort and reassurance and thats exactly what Optimus was going to do.

[velvetvexations]

The "ideal range" including being cishet. If anyone says the words "AFAB privilege" to you, get the fuck out of there. No trans person has any privilege over anyone else.

Transphobes are very aware of trans men and other trans people who menstruate who aren't women. Transphobic cis women and TERFs especially are pissed at "making mentruation gender-neutral" because of their "divine femininity" bullcrab based in bleeding once a month and being able to get pregnant, because "men couldn't handle that" and that makes them ~special~. So men* and other people who aren't women doing those things (literally just... menstruating and some of them getting pregnant) and "visibly"** doing so pisses them off. (*I mean both trans men and intersex men (wether they're trans or cis or both or neither or whatever) btw, **visibly meaning just existing and not hidding in a hole when they're pregnant and, well, TERFs simply just having to see menstrual products that aren't plastered with Venus-symbols and "GIRL POWER" and all that shit, and hear people say "pregnant people" and "people who menstruate". Because apparently that is enough to "destroy womanhood" and "erase women". But those terms aren't used for trans women primarily, but trans (and intersex!) people who menstruate and get pregnant but who aren't women. Idk how people keep forgetting that.) (Has nothing to do with the rest of the ask, but my TikTok did that literally twice. I saw the beginning of some extremely transandrophobic videos and the app shuts down before I can even get angry or scroll. And then I get a cute dog video instead, which is what I'm actually on TT for. I don't know. I think that's funny because those two exact instances where the only times that happened. Probably my brain's just fried rn and it's not actually as funny as I think but whatever.)

TRFs barely want to acknowledge you exist, they seem to think no one else could possibly care about you and that you should simply be thankful they allow you to reblog their posts about how all transphobia is transmisogyny.

while hes a virulently antiasian asshole, among other things, so his actions arent surprising, there are others who share his opinion. like i get the sentiment behind it. chinas attitudes and laws regarding lgbtq rights are appalling, let alone its treatment of lqbtq+ people and their advocates. but saying you wish this non-western thing was remade in the western is still a racist thing to say when the the western media has readily and blatantly stolen from non-western stories, media, etc and remade things verbatim just with an all white cast. i know people want more rep and i understand that but please consider what youre saying especially when you are consuming media whose countries of origin circumstances and culture you do not understand. also it was really weird that james somerton got called out on tons of shit, rightfully so mind you, including but not limited to plagiarism, misogyny, transphobia, being a scammer and yet no one said a word about his out right antiasian racism when he was making multiple videos talking out his ass about asian media. idk just think its kinda strange.

I didn't know about any of that, but it does sound like Somerton.

[rottenpumpkin13]

Sefikura, to me,

Is Red Flags by Tom Cardy.

Idk if anyone else shares this sentiment (/j)

WHAT IS THAT SONG ALSJSSHAK 😂

Tbh I feel the same. I don't particularly ship Sefikura save for a few ridiculously well written fics that handle their dynamic really well. However if I had to give them a song, I'd say He Needs me by Shelley Duvall or Meant To Be Yours from the Heathers musical. Something creepy and one-sided fits them well lol

[fernsnailz]

THE STANDEE IDEA IS SO GOOD I WANNA DO ONE SIMILARLY INSPIRED BY THAT SCENE ALSO BUT NOT WITHOUT ASKIN IF UR OK WITH IT!!!!!! cus while its been done before and i woulg do it differently than urs i would feel super shitty abt doing it without askin after seeing urs and getting inspired!!!!! 👉👈 so if ur ok with it pls lemme know ily ty ♥♥♥

ty for asking! i don’t own that photo and i’m definitely not the first person to think of making it into some sort of standee, so i’m ok if you’re generally inspired by the mock-up i made for a standee or other merch of the president’s photo lol. it’s a fuckin hilarious bit and i’ve been wanting to make something with it for a while so i totally understand

THAT BEING SAID i have seen a couple other people respond to the shitty mock-up i posted with the sentiment of “oh i want to make this exact thing now” and i might ask those folks to hold your horses a sec 💀 i posted those sketches because i wanted to share a fun idea for something i plan to create in the future, not because i want someone else to make it. so if anyone wants to make something similar, i’ll ask that you don’t directly reference the silly mock-up i made because it’s a personal vision of something that i’m going to create! my shitty doodles are the one thing i’ll fully claim here, i don’t own the original photo or the concept of acrylic standees but i’ll ask that people respect my idea and not directly copy or reference the messy strokes i put onto my canvas. other than that go wild idk get crazy with it

overall i’m cool if you’re inspired by it and want to make something in your own style or version of the same image/scene! i would love to see more merch of the presidents photo, but i do want to make sure no one is directly copying me lol

[multifunctionalnitroglycerin]

Heaven is not entirely on the wrong – a hazbin hotel theory #3 SERA

I know, you hate her. The Seraphim that is all high and mighty, and has ordered the slaughter of countless souls. (I am not going to say innocent or not, but they were souls).

            But let us try to see things from her perspective for a bit. She is responsible for all the souls up in heaven, and has a little sister, mentee, daughter idk, that she cares about very much. Perhaps even too much, in the sense that to me she comes off as so overprotective she didn’t; tell Emily what she needed to know. She tried to protect her innocence and paid for her decision of keeping Emily in he dark with losing Emily’s trust. It’s a barrier that overprotective guardians often cross with their charges. They make the decisions for them, keep them in the dark, because they think they know better, and don’t really acknowledge that said charge (child, sister etc) has grown up, is their own person, can make their own decisions and form their own opinions.

            Back to the point, you have an overprotective Sera responsible for the countless souls up in heaven, the hell in turmoil with a supposed uprising, lead by Lilith? (We don’t really know much abt her to be sure) that could threaten the order you are trying to maintain.

            And let us not kid ourselves, heaven loves order. And rules. It’s a really hierarchical and disciplined society, but it is fallible to failings because of that. Because rules don’t predict everything, laws are not always right. Moral and lawful are not always on the same page. Heaven in Hazbin is meant to enunciate the failings of such a system that religiously follows rules, unbendingly and relentlessly. It’s a bit like how morally correct and lawfully correct do not overlap, and people who are applauded for the morality of their decisions might find themselves facing legal repercussions. (And it’s why I’d make a terrible lawyer, sorry mom).

            So she has to do something. She needs to protect order and all that’s good. She is desperate. And then comes in with the “masterplan”, that serves his own sadism and entertainment but ultimately makes him and unwitting hero. And “you have to listen it was such a hard decision” and I believe that. It’s also a decision that she made in tandem with Adam and Lucifer. But it burdens on her so much because genocide goes against what she stands for.

And I’d like to take the hellfire that’s reflected in her eyes in the song and give it another spin. One that is unlikely, but still. I’d like to propose that the fire, reflects exactly that inner turmoil, that fire of consequences that burns within Sera herself, reflects the hellishness of her decision and that it makes her less than holy. Not necessarily that she is bad and has an agenda against hell, but she made a hellish decision that redacts from her holiness, and that is reflected in the hellfire that burnt in her eyes on that moment.

Ofc that doesn’t make the decision correct or a moral one. And we do see her struggle with it. It’s also a burden she is unwilling to share with anyone. “I though since I m older, that its my load to shoulder.” She is not happy abt that decision, that load that burdens her, but she doesn’t want Emily to bear that same burden, that probably eats away at her bit by bit. Which could be why she is so disgruntled when Pentious arrives. Because she has burdened herself, doused her hands in sin and the blood of countless souls, only to learn that it’s redundant. She made a sacrifice only to learn that it was not needed. And ofc her initial sentiments abt it won’t be positive.

 Because it gives you solace, thinking that the decision is necessary. It calms your conscience thinking, I couldn’t do anything else. It’s probably what had her sanity hanging by a thread as far as the exterminations go. And then she learns that, she didn’t have to do it. There was no reason for restless sleepless nights, for breaking heavens rules, for going against what she believed in. She sinned when she didn’t have to. And it’s not sth anyone would have positive feelings about at least initially.

 I don’t think the show will go that way, because so much it has been anti heaven, and well Sera’s portrayal does allude to sth more sinister going on behind the scenes. And Sera could be in on that, vengeful and anti-hell or she could be merely a pawn in a larger scheme.

Sera is also ancient. And has witnessed many of the marvels that humanity has achieved. Both the good and terrible ones. And well, you cannot teach an old dog new tricks. She has formed her opinions already, and there are little chances she’ll change her mind. That’s a big issue with immortal characters, that needs to be leaned into correctly, to make their immortality and all that experience play as either a vice or a virtue. So, she is ofc going to be skeptical abt redemption. Perhaps she has seen other attempts before, perhaps she has seen schemes parading around as redemption that only aimed in disorder and chaos.

And something that annoys me a bit abt various character portrayals, is how they get positively or negatively seen regardless of the actual weight of their decisions. Adam is a fan favorite, and he is a prick. Carmilla was willing to let all of hell burn to save just her daughters. (I love her soooo much though. And she did help in the end.) It’s a bit of a case that the hero would sacrifice you to save the world, and the villain would let the world burn if it meant it would keep you safe.

And Sera sacrifices souls that have already been condemned by divine judgement – again I think that the worthy ones if there had been any, probably popped up in heaven’s doors with amnesia or sth and thus the whole thing went under their noses – to save those that she is charged to protect. It burdens her, but she does it all the same. Protecting countless people that in her eyes, have already proved their worthiness of being saved.

Again this introduces the faults and struggles with power, oppression discipline and rules, and how they can limit one’s view of the truth. Heaven is the one presented with the struggles of corrupt power, more so than hell in hazbin, because it’s more subtle. It’s the day to day struggle with laws and rules that give enough leeway to Adam to be an asshole and be up there but condemn Vaggie for sparing a hell born child.

All in all yes we are talking about flawed characters. Nuanced and with their own struggles, but that needed to be considered in another light as well. This was a really fun exercise to try and distance these characters from the lighting that the show already paints them with and give them a bit of a spin from an outsiders perspective. Ofc this doesn’t erase their flaws but we need to see them as the multidimensional characters that they are, and all the different levels of struggle they deal with. It’s not all black and white after all.  

[mrzombielover]

Hi! Idk if you take requests or even like, emergency requests but, it's obviously Christmas time and I'm feeling really down bc I'm spending it alone. I was wondering if you could write something with Ghost and König's friend calling them and asking them if they could spend the holiday together? Up to you if you wanna make it friends to lovers kinda thing but honestly anything fluff and sweet is more than enough. Thank you so much, and Merry Christmas!

hii i normally don’t take emergency requests (cause i’m not good at themsbahhd) but this prompt is cute. hope headcanon format is okay, that’s the fastest way i could get this out

sorry if this sucks, i wrote it really quickly and didn’t edit it lol

hope your christmas gets better anon :,(

most people are thrilled to get time off for christmas. it’s heartwarming to see dads reunite with their kids during the season, when the majority of people get time off. ordinarily, around this time of year, you’d drown yourself in work and missions to try and take your mind off it, but captain price insisted you guys get this time off to go home and relax. honestly though, you were dreading going back home. it just depresses you.

at the airport, boarding was about to begin, and you found yourself fighting tears. everyone around you seemed to be waiting anxiously, wanting nothing more than to get to your destination. as the minutes went on, you were filled with more and more dread.

at the very last minute, just as they were about to call your group, you found yourself running away from the gate, phone in hand, thinking of anyone to call so last minute.

- simon “ghost” riley

ghost was similar to you in that he also dislikes the holiday season. he’s got no one to celebrate with and nothing but bad memories of it.

when he picked up your call, he told you he hadn’t left the base, and didn’t really plan to soon.

at first he was apprehensive, but he quickly found that he really likes having you on base with him. there were some christmas decorations, but the base was almost entirely empty.

for the first time, ghost was enjoying his holiday break, and quickly got used to your presence.

you guys binge movies in the rec room to pass the time, make a ton of food from whatever’s left in the kitchen, and once you’ve exhausted everything else, you even get a little work and cleaning done.

it’s been a really nice distraction having eachother around. you don’t need to explain anything to eachother, simon will silently accept and comfort you.

the cold pushes you guys together, you’ll cheekily ask to stay in his room to “warm up”, and spoon all night. cuddling while watching movies and forcing him to try your hot cocoa.

some days pass, and even though you didn’t really talk about christmas with him, he got you a gift anyway. it would be something small but sentimental, probably from a mission you were both on or the country where you met. a souvenir or piece of jewelry, or something useful, like a watch. he thinks he isn’t great at giving gifts, but it’s the thought he puts into them that makes it special.

just a few days until you’ve got to go back to work, and you’ve enjoyed an actual relaxing winter holiday. before you go, he’ll catch up to say goodbye, before realizing you’re under the mistletoe. he’ll plant a gentle, almost cautious kiss to your soft lips, letting his hands cup your face, as if begging you not to go. the two of you agree to do this every year.

- könig

(his family life is p much all my headcanon btw)

whenever he has the chance, könig goes back to austria over breaks. he becomes incredibly homesick, especially around the holidays, and when you called, he was ecstatic to show you his beautiful home and share traditions with you.

it made him so happy when you asked to spend time with him, and he was so glad you felt comfortable enough to open up to him about how hard the holidays are for you. he silently vowed to change that for you.

he immediately showed you all his favorite local restaurants and cafes, food he’d been craving so bad during the months he was deployed. you guys did typical touristy stuff along with local traditions and experiences.

he insisted you have dinner at his parents house for christmas, and helped you pick out last minute gifts. horrible at wrapping presents though, that was all you.

his parents are so nice, especially his mom, even though she teased könig about finally bringing a partner home. you made biscuits with her, but she wouldn’t let you help clean, insisting that you were a guest.

after you thank him for making this your best christmas, he’ll tell you how great it was to have you here, and comment on how you should make it a tradition. with christmas lights in the background and snow flurrying around you, you’ll finally make it official.

[low-keygee]

i am once again here to offer things about the thing 1982.

probably gonna be shorter bc i’m at work and don’t have much for this but i just needed it out of my brain.

at the very end of the movie when macready and childs are leant up against the barrels, they both share the sentiment of how tired they both are from the cold, the final showdown, the everything. i feel like macready letting on just how tired he is to childs was something of a last word, to let his vulnerabilities show.

in macready’s background he was a pilot in the vietnam war which was meant to explain why he was awake when the dogs were being attacked and why he tells the group after having been locked out that he’s a “real light sleeper”. so he obviously isn’t afraid to acknowledge what the war has done to him in that regard. but the end of the movie, plus this next scene show a bit of humanity for him.

when the drunken macready is recording the cassette for someone to find if/when they have been taken over/die/what have you. he talks about how the storm has been constant for two days and the long johns windows finds until he releases a small bit of what he’s feeling to the cassette.

“nobody.. nobody trusts anybody now. and we’re all very tired.”

he plays the tape back and starts speaking into it again, indicating he tapes over that line before saying “there’s nothing else i can do”.

macready’s insomnia really does seem to be a weak point for him. as much as everyone is aware of his poor sleeping habits, he doesn’t seem to want to admit just how tired he is. how powerless he feels in that regard.

in the defibrillator scene a while afterwards childs antagonizes mac with sleep (“you’re gonna have to sleep sometime macready”) which is where we get “i’m a real light sleeper” which then leads into a vague threat that mac never finishes (“and if anyone tries to wake me…”) which may mean the line prior is just meant to be taken more metaphoric (i think is the right word) than literal. like if childs tries to stir the outpost into taking out mac, mac will then do his dot dot dot.

then (i believe) the last mention is at the very end of the movie.

mac can hardly speak loud enough for childs to hear, his voice doesn’t hold the same command it has throughout the movie. he’s very much leaning against the barrels for support and is out of breath. he’s freezing, running on likely zero hours of sleep, after having faced off with the thing and sprinting out of the outpost before it blows. and he admits to childs as they both sit in the snow, knowing death will come soon for them both whether it be at the hands of the cold or the man before him, that he’s tired.

“if we’ve got any surprises for each other, i don’t think we’re in much shape to do anything about it”

“well.. what do we do?”

“why don’t we just.. wait here a little while. see what happens.”

mac finally lets on how tired he really is and lets himself sit and share a drink with childs before he dies in the snow.

i think his military past is important to talk about in this context as well. he was likely either taught or learned not to let on any weakness as a soldier as it would only earn him a knife in the back (hehe clark reference) and after leaving both the military and his previous job as a helicopter pilot to work at the outpost all he knew to do for his pain was to drown it in booze. he left to work at a research station where all he had to worry about was the weather and staying sober enough to take the chopper up. don’t think about macready being a war vet wanting peace of mind at a quiet research outpost in antarctica don’t think about it.

there’s been a few theories that childs was a thing and macready was testing him with a malatov cocktail but i think that they both died as men, and macready was able to rest knowing he’d served his outpost well.

idk if this was anything or if i’m reading too deep into mac’s 3 comments about sleep but his moment with the cassette and at the very end with childs always makes me so so sad and i needed to say the words out loud bc i heard a song that reminded me of mac 🫶

[joysmercer]

please share some of your thoughts on the repercussions of nini leaving!!

ok it's less repercussions and more like a bunch of thoughts lol but:

firstly, it was a bit random? like LA is where the music scene is but throughout season 2, the thing holding nini back was ricky (/his desire for control/stop change), not SLC in general. there was no point in time where she was like "i need to get out of this town." so her being like "i feel more free in LA!!!" felt a little off to me, because that wasn't really a sentiment she had shown before. but if olivia was leaving the show and couldn't commit any more time to s3, they did the best they could i guess.

it's extremely...weird that she didn't tell anyone she was leaving; miss jenn was the only one who knew she was even considering it! and she left before curtain, presumably without coming back to salt lake! idk if i were kourtney or ashlen or ricky, i would be a bit hurt by that lol. but also, the fact that she wasn't there but all of them still had so much success in the show (personally professionally etc) is also so telling. her arc was done; she changed and changed others over her two seasons. it was the right time for her to go.

the lottery card is my favorite thing that came out of her exit, because it really does symbolize ricky growing up. his first love, his oldest friend, quite literally helped him complete his childhood goals and move forward. he initially thought he didn't get one at all, only for jet (a "mini-ricky" in so many ways) to find it for him and gina (his "future") to tell him to open it. i also like that she apparently asked him to hand out cards for hsm3 opening night—glad that they're more in touch than just following each other on social media, and that he's really taken on her old role of being the heart of the program.

but, like i said, i wish she had given him and everyone else the cards personally and the og squad got one more night together. they left an open-ending for her so olivia could come back if she wanted to in s4, but it translated to less of an open-ending and more of like "that was it?"

(on the other hand, there is something poetic and final about her not seeing ricky open it. her being there may have dampened that effect a bit. in an ideal world, i guess she'd hand out cards personally but leave the lotto ticket in ricky's room for him to find afterward, his last gift of his birthday.) (but then gina wouldn't be the one to tell him to open it, which was also so important and symbolic) (so idk) (anyway)

gina and nini's juxtaposition throughout the show really came to a head at the end of season 2 (and throughout nini's exit). in many ways, they had opposite trajectories: nini was the lead for the first time and gained the confidence to believe in and fight fore huge success, which eventually led to her spreading her wings and moving away; gina needed to learn that she doesn't need to be front-and-center to have an impact, which eventually led to her putting down roots and making her own little family for the first time. and connecting the two of them is gina's brother, someone gina barely knows but who was such a catalyst for nini. it's also really interesting that jamie's offer is the reason nini leaves and what allows gina, slowly over the first two seasons but quickly in s3 and 4, to really take on a position as ricky's closest confidant (instead of nini). the whole love "square" between nini, ej, ricky, and gina is so fascinating because there are parallels in every direction; history repeats itself again and again with those four, but each time, different choices are made and different paths are taken, until, by the finale, everyone is exactly where they're supposed to be and it's hard to picture any other ending for any of them. and that started with nini taking that first leap and saying goodbye, before ej had the courage to, before ricky got over his fear of it, before gina even knew what was coming. that was the catalyst, whether or not anyone realized it or not.

[imaginedreamwrite]

Request for wear Wednesday - a couple of wear creatures create a safe space for people who lost their mates. It's like a shelter where they can be protected. Sometimes it's mom's with pups who need protection. Reader comes in with her sisters pup after sister and her mate got killed by a insane wear creature. All of the wear creatures have a thing for her.

Maybe the wear creatures could be Nick V, Steve, Bucky, Jefferson and let's throw in Cole too. Idk what creatures they would be though.

Dr. Nick Vaughan — specialist in paediatric & neonatal medicine 8:30 am

The door opens before you can even touch the handle, a familiar face towers above you and the stern gentleness you’ve grown accustomed to over the past two weeks is almost a welcome sight. Jefferson is quick to open the door and let you in, a quick flick of his tail before it vanishes had once been startling but you’ve also grown used to it.

He, like your sister’s late husband and mate, belongs to the fox family. A distinctive breed of were creatures that also afflicts your niece, the tiny little newborn that you’re a guardian of. You thank Jefferson quietly in passing, stepping inside and exhaling slowly as the room started to become more illuminated from the dark outdoors.

“Morning,” he closes the door behind you and offers to take your coat, slipping it off your shoulders as more of the familiar faces you’ve seen start to appear, “Nick is almost ready.”

Steve and Bucky, a pair of werewolves that have remained close knit since childhood, act as the guards to keep far more feral beasts from the shelter. They’re large, both overshadowing Jefferson is height and width. They encroach upon you, slowly as to not scare you or your niece, and greet you with low rumbled.

“Its dark out,” you response after silence, slowly rocking Saoirse’s car seat, “it makes it hard to see.”

“You need someone to pick you up?” Jefferson offers first, resting a hand on your arm. “Y/N we’re all here for you.”

He, as a social worker, first set up contact with the agency dealing with your niece. It was in your late brother-in-laws will that you get custody of your newborn niece. The attack that led to their deaths was shocking and horrific, it rattled you to your core and left you in a state of shock when you happened to learn about it.

Through to the end, your sisters husband and mate protected their baby. He died to save them and entrusted you to raise her, above anyone and everyone else, they trusted you.

“I don’t know how to do this.” You whispered, setting the car seat on the floor, crouching to unbuckle Saoirse from her seat. “I don’t know how to raise a hybrid child, I can barely…”

You stop yourself and gently lift her from the seat, nestling her in your arms. You dressed her in a soft fox onesie, something that reminded you of her dad and mom, something that brought a rise of emotion to the forefront of your being.

“Y/N, sweetheart…” Cole Turner was the next to find you, a stack of requisitions in his hands and a slight exhausted look in his eyes. “Nick is almost ready for you. Do you need anything?”

Cole was the least assuming of the men, he and Nick Vaughan were the less imposing of them all. Nick and Cole were werecats although on the softer side of that spectrum.

Though to you, there was no difference. They were all kind and compassionate, every one of them was empathetic to you and your niece.

“I’m fine, I’m just…” you rocked her gently, a sigh falling from her lips. “She’s warm all the time and I don’t know if its her natural body heat or if its a fever and-”

The clock struck the half hour mark and as expected Dr. Vaughan had stepped out of his office. He greet you like the rest, stopping low to gauge her temperature with his fingers.

“Come into my office, junebug. We’ll get her looked after.” You turned to follow him, Jefferson coming after you with Saoirse’s seat balancing on his arm.

“If you need anything, let us know-!” Cole called after you, a sentiment they all shared.

[ataleofcrowns]

I don't know how to express how freaking great it feels to read a fantasy story as a WOC without there being a racism plot line or something. Virginity not being a thing , being able to have a partner of the same gender without being side eyed and clothes not having gender bias attached to it just makes me so happy . Idk about anyone else but I like to read fictional stories to escape sometimes and having to read about problems of racism , misogyny, homophobia, etc plotlines in fantasy ALL the time is a frustrating feeling.

I do completely understand that fiction reflects reality ofcourse , it just feels like authors feel afraid to veer away from these topics because they can't ( or maybe sometimes refuse to ) picture a world where the characters won't be discrimated against for their race or sexuality , even though it's possible to erase these things in a fantasy setting in a sense.

This got kinda long 😭 but my point is that as a bisexual black woman , it's just nice to read a story where I can imagine myself in Asur and be safe from these problems you know? Anyway thank you for making this story and for being apart of my peace of mind inna way. I'll be sure to follow until the end & whatever story you might make after !! 💙

I share your sentiments entirely. Sometimes it gets so taxing to see allegories for racism, sexism and homophobia in the fantasy genre. Don't get me wrong, these topics can be handled with care and competence, and when they are, it can feel truly cathartic to read.

But more often than not, they're just badly constructed metaphors about a topic from real life copy/pasted without any real thought into a fantasy world, especially high fantasy, that is otherwise completely disconnected from the real world.

Social issues are still a big part of Arsur. While the construct of 'class' still exists, however, it is shaped by Arsur's world and history; it's not the same class inequality that we deal with in our own societies, though it obviously shares similarities. Race, gender and sexuality do not intersect with it, because... I simply have no interest in exploring those topics.

Though classism and the oppression from social hierarchy are huge issues in Arsur's world, in a way, it still manages to be a form of escapism - at least when it comes to those specific aspects!