#is it still super cool and wicked awesome? absolutely

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Winter Clothing Tips

I wanted to make a friendly and detailed list of stuff I've learned from living in a cold climate.

(Note that I do not have vegan-friendly options- suggestions with links to a vegan product's efficacy are welcome)

This stuff is common knowledge where I live but it occurred to me that it might be useful to someone if I laid it all out. I'll be updating this list if I think of more.

I absolutely adore winter and want to help you love it too! Cheers! List below.

• “Cotton kills!" You see, when cotton gets wet, it will suck warmth from your body and freeze on your skin surprisingly easily. Use wool in place of cotton because when wool gets wet, it will still insulate you.

• Know how to layer! Counterintuitively, having layers of thinner, high-quality materials is less bulky than having a single jacket or pair of gloves/socks. Plus, it has the added bonus of being able to be taken off and switched around according to your needs.

1. Base layer - this is the layer that touches your skin. You want this layer to be light, flexible, and moderately form-fitting. This layer's job is to be moisture-wicking. Sweat evaporates, even under layers, so you want something that will move it away so you don't feel the cooling effect. You also just don't want moisture on your skin. Real silk is recommended.

2. Mid layer - this layer can actually be as many layers as you want. I rarely need anything more than a knit merino wool sweater, but accommodate yourself. This layer does the brunt of the work of keeping you warm. Real, non-blended wool is recommended, but really any wool will be miles better than most anything else.

• make it a priority to keep your center warm. Many people choose a vest as a mid-layer as it keeps bulk off of your arms and keeps your middle toasty.

3. Shell - this layer keeps the warmth in and the elements out. Many people go for waterproof shells so they can be worn all year (i.e. rain jacket). Shells have little to no insulation and usually have a hood. You want the shell big enough to always cover your underlayers, but not so big that it bunches up. I don't have a material to recommend here since anything truly waterproof and tough enough to resist puncture will do. It can actually get hot under there so consider whether you might want a ventilation hole for your arm pits. There are plenty of options. Know that any shell which says it's both breathable and waterproof is lying (unless it's a super fancy item, like $300 fancy). Sometimes, a water resistant material will be better for you than a waterproof one. It depends.

• socks, socks, socks! A pair of silk foot liners paired with a good pair of wool socks will keep you comfy all day. Make sure your winter shoes/boots are a bit too big to accommodate the extra space that multiple socks take up. Make sure your socks are taller than the top of your boots. You want the socks sticking out from the top. I like to layer my foot liners the highest, then the wool socks a bit lower, than the top of my boot lower than that. You can always fold the top of socks to make them a comfortable height. (Pro-tip: do not use ankle socks! They will bunch up)

• The above logic should be used for gloves too. You'll want to make sure your shell gloves are waterproof but thin enough that you are able to use your hands. Again, the name of the game is staying dry.

• Waterproof, non-slip boots are a must. You don't need to get fluffy or insulated boots if you use my sock tips. This saves money too because now you have boots to wear all year instead of just winter boots. I'm a fan of Gore-Tex with Vibram soles.

• If you do a lot of walking on pavement and such, get a pair of crampons! There are tons to choose from. They're awesome. They'll have you confidently walking around a frozen driveway with ease. Crampons are these rubber and metal things you strap to the bottom of your boot. They often use either spikes (only recommended for seriously rough terrain) or coils that lay horizontally under your foot to increase traction.

• Speaking of footwear accessories, consider getting waterproof gators. Common wisdom is to tuck pants into your waterproof boots to keep them dry. Sometimes, especially if the snow is deep enough, snow will get trapped at the top of your boots where your pants are tucked in anyway and it'll start dripping into your boots. Gators fix this issue. They're these... they're like shin guards that go all the way around your ankle and up to your knee. They cover the area where your pants meet the boots and will completely prevent snow from getting in. (Pro-tip: if you get ones that are also puncture resistant, they can be used in nice weather too to prevent ticks and protect against snake bites. They're perfect for tall grass. I use mine all year.)

• Scarves are often overlooked but they can make a huge difference. You'll want to find a way to tie them that is comfortable for you. There are plenty of guides on the internet for that. I've found that extra long scarves tend to be the most useful. I like to stuff the ends of them into my layers for extra coverage wherever I need it. Plus, it's easier to tie long scarves.

• Get a good hat that also has ear flaps. I like ones that have space above my head so that a warm air pocket forms, keeping my head comfy. Or you could get a pair of earmuffs that go around the back of your head to pair with your hat. You can use the hood of your shell to protect your hat if you need to, so focus on comfort and warmth for the hat rather than it being waterproof or especially durable. I tend to like alpaca wool for hats.

• Sunglasses can make a difference since blinding light glares off of the snow.

• Before you go out in the snow, put one of those foldable clothes drying racks in your bathtub. Leave a watertight bin by the door you'll be coming in from. Lay a towel at the door if you don't have a good/big enough doormat. You'll be dripping water and littering the floor with snow and ice when you come back inside. Wipe off/ shake off as much snow from your person and knock your boots on the lip of the doorframe before coming inside (this logic works for cars too). Put your wet clothes in the bin. Change into whatever you need to. Bring the bin with you to the bathroom and hang up your articles on the clothes rack to dry. You can keep your boots in there too, just make sure the clothes aren't going to drip into the boots. If you want to get fancy, you can buy a cheap boot dryer to keep in the bathroom.

• Once you get inside after being out in the cold, remove your jacket immediately. It'll take you longer to warm up inside if you keep wearing your outdoor clothes.

• Quick buying tip- if you end up visiting somewhere that's cold a lot, be sure to check out a wealthy location's Goodwill and thrift stores. I've found amazing brands like Patagonia, Kool, and Spider there for cheap!

• TL;DR If there's any one thing I would want to impress upon you, it's that materials matter. You could be wearing 4 cotton sweatshirts and still be cold or you could wear one marino wool sweater with a rain coat and be toasty and comfy.

[britesparc]

Weekend Top Ten #670

Top Ten Witches

Oooooooooooo, it’s Halloween! Don’t you feel spooky? Ooky? Kooky? No? Just me then.

Because it’s Halloween, that means – by law – that it is also the Season of the Witch. As such, to celebrate the most macabre of holidays, I’ve decided to get my witch on and rank my favourite fictional witches. It’s entirely possible – okay, almost certain – that this focus on our broom-riding sisters was inspired by the rather fantastic Agatha All Along, which flies to its spooktacular conclusion this coming week (double episode finale on Thursday!). Agatha is not just a terrific show in and of itself, but it’s also super witchy, focusing on a makeshift coven getting up to all kinds of magical mischief. The most recent episode had the gang cosplaying as everyone from Maleficent to the Wicked Witch. So witches have been on my mind.

What is a witch? That’s a question that’s preoccupied me whilst writing. Because there are a couple of characters here who are, basically, supernatural beings; are they still witches? Or does a witch have to be essentially a human who does magic? Is it cheating if you’re already the daughter of an actual demon? Or a fairy? Or, well, a sort of octopus lady? Basically, I’ve just gone with vibes; even in the MCU there seems to be an unspoken differential between the “sorcerers” of Doctor Strange and the witches of Agatha All Along, but you generally wouldn’t confuse the two. So these are all characters that just seem pretty witchy.

Also, as an aside: a lot of Disney characters here. Yes, because of an overall souring, there’s a certain famous “witchy” franchise that I just can’t recommend, so there are a few characters that might otherwise have appeared on here; don’t blame me, I’m not the billionaire bigot in this scenario. Also it’s been absolutely ages since I’ve seen Practical Magic or The Craft, and – sorry – Hocus Pocus isn’t really a masterpiece. So those famous witches sadly didn’t make the cut. But even so, who knew Disney made such great witches? They’re not necessarily a company you really think of as being particularly witchy. But most of their greatest villains are, it turns out, witch-adjacent, and they’ve ended up owning Marvel, who do good witch.

Anyway. Grab your broom and your pointy hat, get your hubble bubble on, and join me down the Witches’ Road. Happy Halloween, hags!

The Three Witches (Macbeth, 1606): absolute legends in the field; three creepy crones who speak in rhymes and riddles, tell the future, but do it basically just for a lark to ruin Macbeth’s life. Are they agents of fate, or agents of chaos? I dunno, I didn’t actually study Macbeth at uni. But they are really cool, and their whole “eye of newt” deal arguably set the stage for the sort of cauldron-stirring iconography for modern witches.

Raven (DC Comics, 1980): the first of my “is she a witch or is she just magic?” characters, but I’ve allowed her partly because of her whole “Wednesday Addams with a spellbook” vibe, the fact that she actually does have a spellbook, and the fact that – at least in the eighties – her friends in the Teen Titans literally referred to her as a witch. And she’s awesome, one of my favourite DC characters; a moody teen who has fantastic style and a nice line in sarcasm. Although her various animated appearances have given her iconic moments and lines to spare, I’ve always been a fond this quote: “My father was a demon. That doesn’t make me a Goth. I like all kinds of music”. And for that we thank Grant Morrison.

The Grand High Witch (The Witches, 1983): so far we’ve dealt with agents of chaos and actual superheroes, but this lady is evil. She’s a proper baddy, and she’s supremely freaky and terrifying. The novel The Witches was a seminal book for me as a kid (partly because of the bittersweet end), but the seductive nature combined with utter monstrosity of the Grand High Witch is one of the reasons I love it so. Yes, okay, the “ugly equals bad” thing is hella problematic, but everything else about her is Peak Villainy.

Maleficent (Sleeping Beauty, 1959): a contender for Sexiest Disney Character and also – unquestionably – their most iconic villain. A slinky seductive presence, as far away from the warty crone of Snow White as you can get; she’s a proper glamourpuss and a drama queen, and probably did as much to influence the general direction of witches in the second half of the twentieth century as Macbeth’s witches did for the previous three hundred years. A masterpiece of character design, animation, and voice. Yes, okay, she’s technically a fairy who turns into a dragon. But she’s definitely witchy, yeah?

Eglantine Price (Bedknobs and Broomsticks, 1971): phew, back to the nice ones – although still at Disney! Miss Price is Angela Landsbury’s character, a wannabe witch who has more power than she realises. She’s got a nice dose of classic British governess about her, but she’s a kindly presence with a heroic streak. And, look, she literally fights the Nazis. I can’t overstate this enough: this witch repels the Far Right. We need more Prices around right now.

Agatha Harkness (Marvel Cinematic Universe, 2021): is it recency bias? I dunno, but I frickin’ love Agatha. Kathryn Hahn’s performance (and yes, I’m just looking to her MCU portrayal, because quite frankly I don’t think I’d heard of the character before WandaVision) is just delightful, full of sarky one-liners and sassy expressions, but all of that seems to hide depth and sadness. Her story is ongoing, so quite how the character will turn out – tragic hero or empathetic villain – is uncertain; but she deserves a place just for the song.

Witch Hazel (Looney Tunes, 1954): on the one hand, she has what amounts to a stylised interpretation of the stereotypical witch image: she’s a green crone with a huge nose and chin, dressed in a dark smock with a pointy hat. But the off-kilter design – huge, bulbous head, tiny spindly legs; small hat all squashed and crooked; frazzled hair coming off in all angles – gives her a unique, rather kooky edge, reflective of where Looney Tunes was in the fifties. Plus she’s just super-funny, a worthy adversary to Bugs, June Foray’s performance is sublime, and I adore the fact that whenever she darts off-screen she leaves behind a small cloud of hair-pins.

Ursula (The Little Mermaid, 1989): not just a sea witch; she’s the sea witch. Famously – and fabulously – modelled on Divine, she’s a plus-sized queen with tentacles-full of charisma, wicked charm, sensuality, and – yes – more than enough camp. Her voice (big up Pat Carroll) is tremendous, and the way she lolls and rolls about, tentacles swaying, is incredible to see. Plus she’s just a bad-ass octopus lady who makes dark magic spells and turns people into weird scrawny plant-things. What’s not to like?

Lady Jessica (Dune, 2021): again we get into the “is she technically a witch?” area. But the Bene Gesserit have what may as well be magic powers; especially when they get really into the Fremen of it all, and the Water of Life. Is it some kind of chemical reaction that causes hallucinations? Or is it, like, magic that lets her see the future? I mean, the whole twisty-turny timey-wimey stuff in Dune is bonkers as it is, and Jessica is right at the centre. But outside of all that, it’s her voice, and her ability to control people, Obi-Wan style, that suggests witchiness. And I’m focusing on Rebecca Ferguson’s portrayal in the movies specifically, because she imbues Jessica with an earnestness and a sorrow, as well as an uncanny aura of dread, that I didn’t get as strongly from the book.

The Wicked Witch of the West (The Wizard of Oz, 1939): sadly just edging out classic picture-book witches Meg and Winnie is this great green crone; because, really, I feel she defines so much of what a “witch” is. I think Margaret Hamilton’s portrayal in the film is so iconic, it helped solidify the notion of a witch for much of the twentieth century. She’s an evil magic-user who wears black and has a sweet hat, and gets to hang out with a bunch of flying monkeys. She has a natty cackle and a nice way with a nasty one-liner. I’ve not read the books, if I’m honest, but as a movie witch, she’s pretty great.

A cracking four witches from Disney properties, against two from (proper) WB films; or three if we allow Lady Jessica as a WB character. Anyway, who’d have thought that nicey-nicey Disney would go so hard for witches? And I didn’t even feature Bette Midler.

[vancruejovi]

Hi!! Can I ask 37, 38, and 39 for the music asks?

(also I saw Bret Michaels in concert a few weeks ago and it was awesome he seems like such a cool dude! And he was fine as hell so ur so right for crushing on him bro)

Hi!! Ahhh that’s so wicked you saw him live!!! I’d LOVE to see him on stage, that’d be the dream! It sucks that he barely leaves the states, but here’s hoping for my sanity lol.

37. What's the most underrated musician/band in your opinion?

I love this band called Crimson Glory, super underrated! I love their vocals, they have great guitar parts, I even love their little silver masks I think they’re so fun!!

38. What's the most overrated musician/band in your opinion?

Oooh, I’m worried that I’m going to get in trouble for this but the Beatles. Early stuff was fantastic, but I never went crazy for the later stuff, and I only really fell in love with them all when they were separated. George is FANTASTIC, John is a poet, Paul can make hits like clockwork, and Ringo is an absolute sweetheart. But I always preferred them apart, I think they were all just too different, in ideas and skill, y’know? (I’m trying to be as nice as possible because the Beatles fans might skin me 😅. You know I love you all)

39. "Weirdest" music you like?

Okay so for a good while when I was like 12 I got REALLY into 1920s jazz and swing. Like, I loved electro swing at the same time too, but I liked the actual 1920s stuff. So just imagine a 12 year old sat by his record player with a Davy Jones haircut listening to Five Foot Two, Eyes of Blue lol. I still have some records of 1920s music (they were made in the 80s though) and I still listen to them sometimes to feel nostalgic.

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OKAY OKAY OKAY! So I know I’m having brainrot for Good omens, OFMD (still need to finish) and Baldur’s gate 3. BUT GUYS. Wicked! The Wicked trailer!!! It look soooo awesome!

Cynthia Erivo is absolutely killing it as Elphaba! The music is already sounding good! I know this is just the first trailer but stilll this look super cool already! Wicked is one of the few favorite musicals of mine and I cannot wait for this to drop.

I believe and correct me if I’m wrong that this is split into two parts (which make sense imo considering how long the musical was). So I can’t wait to see Wicked Act I and Act II

[agentnico]

Most Anticipated Movies 2023

Though the COVID pandemic can still be referenced within the film realm as the recent Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery does, the movie industry itself has now seemingly fully recovered from those lockdown days and we now get to enjoy the full might of Hollywood and indies yet again. As such 2023 is proving to be a stacked yet for movies. There’s a lot of them! So many! Many of which will most likely be crap, but here I am listing the ones I am most excited for. Again, come end of 2023 and prepped for disappointment for a lot of these, but as of right now I am full of hopes and dreams! So, in no particular order...

HONOURABLE CURIOUS MENTIONS: Oppenheimer, Next Goal Wins, The Old Way, Wonka, Mission Impossible - Dead Reckoning: Part One, Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

John Wick: Chapter 4 - It simply doesn’t get better than seeing Hollywood sweetheart the beautiful Keanu Reeves plays an unkillable hitman who is able to kill a man with a single pencil or a book or any item at his disposal, let alone give him a gun. Those headshots then come at the speed of a Call of Duty pro-player! So obviously I want to see what’s next for Mr Wick.

Killers of the Flower Moon - Let the Brendan Fraser renaissance continue! It’s been absolutely adorably awesome seeing him back and looking so happy and pleased to be appreciated for how amazing he is! I mean, yes Killers of the Flower Moon also happens to be a new crime drama from one of cinema’s greats Martin Scorsese featuring a cast including Leonardo DiCaprio and Robert de Niro, but honestly I’m just happy seeing Fraser getting solid work again. Go get them tiger! 

Operation Fortune: Ruse de Guerre - Technically this was originally slated as an early 2022 release, however due to distribution issues it has been moved a year later. Regardless, Guy Ritchie always makes slick gangster flicks, with his recent The Gentlemen being especially cool and badass, so I’m willing to see Ritchie continue making these types of films as many times as he wants, as long as his dialogue stays sharp and Hugh Grant keeps saying “Darling” during every appearance.

The Super Mario Bros. Movie - Setting aside the controversial lack of effort that Chris Pratt is putting into that Mario voice, this animated effort from Universal and Illumination is actually looking surprisingly enjoyable. The animation looks great and there are some great nostalgic call backs to the games, and even the voice cast (aside from Pratt) are all sounding great. That Bowser voice from Jack Black - woah!! Can’t wait to hear more of that! 

Napoleon - Ridley Scott is doing a movie about Napoleon, and Napoleon himself is played by Joaquin Phoenix. Great director, superb actor, an integrally interesting historical figure at the narrative centre... what’s not to be excited for!

Knock at the Cabin - M. Night Shyamalamalamalamadingdong is back with another plot twist. Look, M Night is very hit-and-miss, and when he’s great he’s great, but when he’s bad he’s bad in a fun way. His last film Old was filled with plot-holes, inconsistencies and ridiculous narrative choices, yet I had a ball watching it and pointing out all the obvious foreshadowing. And then Shyamalan is also responsible for The Happening, which, well, happened. Anyway, new Shyamalan film - gimme gimme gimme!

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 - Before James Gunn fully takes over the running of DC films (though he already took Henry Cavill as Superman away from us the monster!!!) he still has one Guardians film from Marvel left for us. And though I was not a fan of Vol. 2, the recent Holiday Special has reinstated my hope in this ragtag space-travelling group of outcasts, and Gunn himself has been on a roll with The Suicide Squad and Peacemaker, so they’ve got this. Also Rocket has an otter girlfriend in this one so I’m ready to witness some animal loving. 

Barbie - Okay, so it’s okay for a guy to look forward to a Barbie movie?? What’s so wrong with that?? It’s not weird! I don’t have a thing for dolls if that’s what you’re thinking. Nope, in fact I am more hoping that similar to how The Lego Movie managed to take a famous toy and create a superbly meta entertaining movie classic, Barbie shows promise to also go against conventional genre tropes and do something different weird. At least judging from that 2001: A Space Odyssey piss-take of the teaser, Greta Gerwig and Noah Baumbach have created something real unique. Also Ryan Gosling as Ken.....either the greatest casting choice or the worst decision ever. We’ll see...

Renfield - Nicolas Cage is a worldwide treasure, and one thought that him playing himself in a movie was the craziest thing yet. Nah, now he’s playing Dracula. Yep, THE Nicolas Cage is playing THE Count Dracula! And this time he really is a vampire!

Cocaine Bear - It’s a bear that’s high off it’s tits on cocaine and is going on a murderous rampage whilst trying to get more cocaine. I don’t need this to be a good movie. I don’t need it to win any awards. I just want there to be bears, I want there to be cocaine, and ideally those two to be connected for the entire time. What’s more is this is based on the real life story of a 175lb black bear who ingested a duffel bag of abandoned cocaine in northern Georgia in 1985. I mean yes that bear died fairly quickly, but in the movie they’ve evidently taken some creative choices (and definitely the correct ones!!) and instead this bear is simply killing everyone left and right and being high as a kite. And from that recent trailer from the very first appearance you can tell that this bear is on cocaine. That is all I want. 

[monsters-conquer-the-world]

So with Birdo joining Mario Kart 8 this month, we also found out that there are FIVE MORE characters getting added alongside future track packs. Awesome. Fucking radical.

BUT WHO!?! The only hint Nintendo has given is a quote that states: “Two upcoming waves of DLC are still to come, featuring more returning courses and characters from across the Mario Kart series”.

With that in mind, here is my baseless speculation, hopes, dreams, and armchair IP management.

Diddy Kong - After appearing in Double Dash!! and MK Wii, I was surprised he wasn't in 8 from the get-go. He's also in MK Tour! He's a 3-timer! He has cachet and cred, but he's not my favorite potential Kong addition. I'd be happy to see him, but I'd rather see Funky Kong or Dixie Kong.

Paratroopa - Nothing against Paratroopa, but I think we have Koopas covered with Koopa Troopa and Dry Bones. If we're getting a new low-level mook driver, it really, REALLY should be Goomba. Yeah he hasn't been playable in a Kart yet, but the track packs have included plenty of brand-new courses.... who's to say a newbie or two can't slip in?

Petey Piranha - Nintendo loves this big dumbass. He's not my top choice, but he's funny and weird. More Mario Sunshine/Double Dash!! representation is fun too.

Pac-Man - Yeah here's a wildcard. MK8 already has Link, Animal Crossing Villagers, Splatooners, and Miis... who's to say they couldn't branch out to Namco? He's already shown up in two different Mario Kart arcade games!

R.O.B. - Another longshot, but he was playable in MK DS! My personal R.O.B.-stalgia has come and gone, but I wouldn't kick the funky little robot out of kart either.

Honey Queen - She's only been in MK7, but a little more Galaxy representation would be cool. I also love that she's a heavyweight. A big cute fluffy bee is a charming alternative to the beefy lunkheads and villains that usually dominate that weight class.

Wiggler - Wiggler was also only playable in MK7, but he's also been a staple of the Mario franchise since his debut in Super Mario World 100 billion years ago. Another big cute bug, but with a little more cachet and cred. Bonus points for forcing Wiggler to drive the car shaped like him.

Pauline - The mayor of New Donk City and Mario's first damsel in distress is already playable in MK Tour! Her whole sultry singer thing would set her apart, and MK8 could REALLY use some Odyssey representation.

Hammer Bro - Another Tour driver! Yeah I know I said that the next mook should be Goomba, but have you considered the fact that I really like Hammer Bros??

Captain Toad - He's in Tour too! I don't know if he's different enough from Toad and Toadette to be worth it... but it'd be cool to see him. If we're getting a third Toad I think Toadsworth would be a lot more fun. Like Goomba, Toadsworth hasn't been playable in a previous Kart, but maaaayybe?

Nabbit - New Super Mario Bros. U's prankish bandit is also playable in Tour. Nabbit's popped up in plenty of spin-off titles since his debut, and who doesn't love a little klepto bunny? At the same time, I think the Koopa Kids have the "fun mischievous little shithead" archetype covered and then some.

King Bob-omb - The iconic first boss of Super Mario 64 made his driving debut in Tour. I would absolutely love to drive around as this big stupid idiot. Hilarious. He a orb with a mustache and a king hat. GIMME

SWEET BABY PRINCE KAMEK THEY DONE YOU SO DIRTY FOR LIKE 25 FUCKIN' YEARS - Bowser's wicked man-witch, advisor, babysitter and punching bag was ALMOST in Mario Kart 64. You can look up screenshots! He got dropped at the last second for Donkey Kong, which is totally fair, but then he didn't get another chance until Tour?! Tour IMO doesn't really count. It's just not as fun. My wishful thinking brain is gonna just hope that the Yoshi's Island track that was added is a hint that Kamek's on the way.

Chargin' Chuck - Another ridiculous Tour dude. Football Koopa! Fuck it, why not! His hamburger car kicks ass too. Look he's just more interesting than Paratroopa, okay?

And then it is fun to go full bluesky. If they want to add more guest characters, Kirby and Captain Falcon would both be perfect for wildly different reasons. Some Wario Ware representation would be insanely welcome, especially athletic disco-man Jimmy T. or the scooter-driving Mona. We could use some Luigi-love too! E. Gadd from the Luigi's Mansion games would make sense, but Kitsune Luigi from Super Mario 3D World would also be a delight! He'd fit right in with Tanooki Mario and Cat Peach!

Whoever ends up joining the race, I'm excited to see 'em! I love this friggin' game!

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Every time they damage Zabimaru a little piece of me dies inside. 😭

[rpmemesbyarat]

There are two types of people: good and bad. Good people were born good, have always been good, everything they do is good (no matter what it is or why they do it), and they have no bad traits or bad beliefs. Bad people were born bad, have always been bad, everything they do is bad(no matter what it is or why they do it), and they have no good traits or good beliefs. Good people can do anything they want to bad people, and it’s not only morally justified for good people to belittle, bully, beat up, torture, or kill bad people, it’s actually SUPER AWESOME AND COOL.

That’s a pretty fucked up worldview, isn’t it? But it’s the worldview that I see presented in a shocking amount of progressive fantasy, sci-fi, and fiction in general. Firstly, there’s the moral absolutism. No matter how embroiled the world around her is in sexism, racism, or otherwise fucked-up beliefs, our protagonist always knows from the beginning that it’s WRONG. She’s always been outspoken about it, or at the very least always internally certain. Despite everyone around her her whole life telling her that women are weaker, or that elves are wicked, or whatever else it is that she’s railing against, she has never ever believed that. Is there ever an explanation for where, say, someone living in a setting with downright feudal views on gender got the viewpoint and vocabulary of a women’s studies major? Some kind of turning point in her life? A pile-up of incidents that were incongruent with what she was taught as fact, that grew and grew and nagged at her until, despite everything she knew to be “right” and “true”, she started to feel some dissent from her social and cultural norms? Does she only very slowly shift her views, beginning to have doubts on some points but still believing many incorrect or bigoted things, and have to un-learn her prejudices step by step in a journey to become a better person? Nope! She was just born like that! Because she’s awesome! This is so common, and it’s so harmful. This idea that good people just come out of the womb as fully aware of what’s good and right, no matter WHAT sort of environment they end up raised in, and have always been Picture Perfect PC Progressive, is not only unrealistic, it’s actively dangerous. It basically says that if someone’s beliefs aren’t COMPLETELY correct, and if they haven’t ALWAYS BEEN that way, that they’re evil and worthless and one of those strawmen bigots that the protagonist inevitably shouts down. The depiction of “good people” as something you simply ARE, rather than something you must struggle and work to become and KEEP working at, rather being being a static quality, especially if you were not raised in a society or family that encouraged this, is both cruel and ridiculous. It’s purity culture, plain and simple. It’s also boring as fuck—who wants a protagonist who already believes all the right things, when you could instead have someone who actually grows and develops? But that might mean that she has to start off—gasp!---in the wrong! And she might actually have to—say it isn’t so!---be humbled and make mistakes! Oh, the horror! Secondly, there’s the lack of nuance. Characters are either portrayed as being perfectly enlightened on every point (like our awesome protagonist!) or absolutely lost in the indoctrination sauce. The latter are inevitably weak-minded fools (because intelligent people can NEVER fall for systemic indoctrination!), or evil incarnate with no nuance in the slightest. As with the protagonist who is not only perfectly un-problematic but born this way to boot, this gross oversimplification is harmful as well as inaccurate. While it may be fun to pat ourselves on the back and tell ourselves that only stupid or evil people can believe bad things (and therefore WE never could), the hard truth is that very intelligent people can wholeheartedly buy into harmful beliefs if that’s all they ever know, and that people can have these beliefs and still have good qualities. Indeed, MOST people have beliefs that prejudiced and harmful in some way, and most people have good qualities, and the overlap between these two is quite large. Reducing them to strawmen isn’t actually helpful to activism for multiple reasons. It’s also just not how most people work. And it’s not interesting or good writing. Another thing that’s not realistic but oh-so-prevalent in these sorts of stories is an utter lack of middle ground. But just as most people are not perfect feminists who know all the precisely correct current terminology and are up to date on every issue, neither are most people incels who listen to Andrew Tate. The average person falls somewhere in between; typically, they probably believe that women have the right to an education, to be in the workforce, and shouldn’t be abused, and that sexual assault is wrong, but also probably think that most or all women want to be mothers, that women are more emotional, that being a “slut” is bad, and that you shouldn’t dress a certain way if you don’t want a certain sort of attention. . .as well as holding many stereotypes about men as well, including negative ones. Or someone who supports gay marriage and doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with being LGBT, but who thinks all gay men are good at “feminine” things like fashion and decorating, that rape can make a woman a lesbian, and that kids don’t need to know about things like sexual orientation til they’re older. And so on. And these people? Are often perfectly pleasant, kind human beings. And plenty of people who have all the “right” politics can also be huge jerks, just not in a “problematic” way. And plenty of people who are unpleasant as hell can still have good aspects. And vice versa. People are nuanced. This isn’t to say every single character in your story has to be emphatically nuanced, I don’t think any tale has time for that, but if most of the characters can be neatly divided into “good people who are our protagonists and believe everything right and always have with no exception” vs “mindless sheep and just plain evil people who believe everything bad with no exception” then you may want to consider fleshing a few more of them out on both sides, as well as including those who can’t neatly fit on either side—or make more sides! Finally, there’s a troubling trend in fiction I’ve noticed where it’s often portrayed as morally righteous and just plain cool when the “good” characters enact REALLY fucked up stuff on the “bad” characters. Look, I’m not saying that people who have been oppressed or harmed by others need to be nice to them or “be the better person” or that revenge narratives are bad, or any of that, I actually disagree with all of that, but a lot of stories go waaaay in the opposite direction with truly gruesome actions (sometimes disproportionately so) against the bad guys—sometimes not even true villains but just someone we’re not meant to like. And not in a “morally gray” way where the framing suggests we’re meant to question these actions; it’s treated like a totally unquestionably good and right and downright cool thing. I’m not saying that the good guys need to have a moral crisis in every situation where they take action against someone or else they’re “just as bad” because I hate that mentality too, but if a hero is portrayed as torturing someone and it’s simply framed as cool rather than a pretty fucked-up thing to do or at least of DEBATEABLE morality, you again lose all nuance. The idea that at someone point anything enacted against other humans is fine if they are “bad” and that the people who do it are “good” is just. . .do I need to explain how terrifying an idea that is? Not to mention, it’s pretty unrealistic for most people to just be completely chill about enacting severe sadistic violence on another person, especially in a non-combat situation (such as, again, torture) or if they’ve never done it before. Obviously there are exceptions, but most people are going to have turmoil afterwards, or hesitation during the act, or mixed feelings, or SOMETHING. And if they don’t, the people around them probably will. It isn’t “sympathizing with the enemy” to have this response; doing these kinds of actions to another person will affect most people deeply no matter who the victim was. It’s realistic, at least if this behavior is incongruent with how they usually are and you HAVEN’T just been writing them as a gleeful sadist for the whole book. Not to mention, it provides an opportunity for a lot of good character development and exploration as they wrestle with the morality of their actions, or, even if they do feel it was morally justified, are still viscerally disgusted on a kneejerk level, or any number of complex responses. Indeed, I think it’s a lack of complexity that is at the root of EVERYTHING in this list—when there’s no complexity to anyone or their actions, you get all these issues. And that too can read to interesting development and growth, none of which you will get if you go with the option of all the good guys always feeling just fine about everything they do as long as it’s to the people who “deserve” it. I’m sure a lot of you are now about to go “but what about–” and give me some gruesome hypothetical where someone really deserves the worst, or share your story you’re working on where the heroes torture and murder and It’s Fine Actually and Here’s Why—-please don’t. I’m not talking about every single work; there is no one way fiction needs to be, and if this actually fits what you’re going for, please do. You don’t need to justify anything to me. I’m just some rando commenting on general trends, and why I find them both disturbing and actually bad writing to boot. If you agree or find it helpful, great! If not, hey, your opinion is as valid as mine. 

[catradoramma]

how about a fic of Adora noticing being the jealous one after noticing other women give Catra attention.

i have been getting prompts like this since Mine, and honestly, hell yea. i deadass started working on this in 2019 and well. its finally finished. this is who i am folks. thanks so much to @kittens-and-foxes, @magicchalkdust, and lunatica (ao3) for the prompts! prompts are still open! i’m just a slave to writers block. evidently

Oh, How the Turntables

|  Rated: T  |  Words: 2,604  |  Chapter: 1/1  |

Adora was not a jealous person. She was confident with where she was in her life and always had been. Trying her best and being proud of that was something that was basically sewn into her DNA.

Adora was not jealous. Never had been, and never would be.

She wasn’t jealous.

She was just…a little upset.

Or how Adora handles being jealous. A significantly less fun sequel to Mine. 

| ao3 | buy me a kofi |

Adora was not a jealous person. She was confident with where she was in her life and always had been. Trying her best and being proud of that was something that was basically sewn into her DNA.

Adora was not jealous. Never had been, and never would be.

She wasn’t jealous.

She was just…a little upset.

It wasn’t really that big of a deal. Honestly it wasn’t a big deal at all. In fact it wasn’t even a deal at all. Catra was just making friends. Which Adora, for the record, was extremely happy about.

Catra was making friends with some of the people in the Royal Guard at Bright Moon and it was awesome! People were accepting her! And, like, treating her with respect like she obviously deserves as a literal war hero! So naturally, Adora was happy to hear this. Adora was enthused!

Obviously, okay?

It’s just that Catra had recently become closer with a few of her friends in the Royal Guard which meant they were out all day training and running drills, and then out all night getting drinks and singing bar shanties or whatever soldiers did together. Adora was so glad that Catra was fitting in and being accepted. That goes without saying.

But.

Adora also really, really, really missed her girlfriend.

Like.

Adora missed her a lot.

As simple as that.

Although, it didn’t help that one of Catra’s new friends was the totally smart, pretty and badass Captain Kassandra. And it also didn’t help that Captain Kassandra was definitely Catra’s best friend in the guard which meant Catra and Captain Kassandra were spending the majority of their days together.

Alone.

And it’s not like Adora thought anything would happen! Catra would never cheat, okay? She wouldn’t! She just might...you know. Realize that Captain Kassandra was so, so much better, and smarter, and stronger, and prettier, and cooler than Adora.

And Catra might want to break up.

Which Adora definitely didn’t want.

— . —

“Hey, Catra?” Adora called as she was pulling her hair up into a ponytail.

“Yeah?” Catra called from the closet where she was trying to decide between two identical burgundy sports bras.

“I was, uh,” Adora paused as she grabbed her hair tie with her teeth off her wrist. “I was thinking that it might be fun if we went out tonight? Go into town and grab dinner or something? Have a little date?” She asked with a tentative smile as she finished tying off her hair.

Catra turned to face her properly, lowering both sports bras. “Tonight?” She asked, not sounding excited like Adora had thought she’d be.

The lack of enthusiasm made Adora a little nervous. She licked her lips and continued. “Yeah. We’ve both been really busy lately, and I finally have a night off from--you know--She-Ra stuff. So I was, you know, just wondering if we could, I don’t know. Go on a date,” Adora bumbled, her nerves getting to her the longer she went without an answer.

“Shit, tonight?” Catra asked, her shoulders slumping alongside Adora’s heart. “I can’t. I have a game tonight.”

“Wait, you have a what tonight?” Adora asked, immediately confused.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry, I meant to tell you. Me and the Guard started up a Softball team. Bright Moon Royal Guard against Entrapta’s Robot Army,” Catra explained, a little smile curling up her lips which Adora knew meant that Catra had really been enjoying playing Softball.

Adora was, admittedly, a little hurt by the fact that Catra hadn’t even thought to tell her about this. Adora was always super supportive of everything Catra did and would have loved the opportunity to cheer her on in a very literal and vocal way.

But, Adora supposed, she had been really busy with She-Ra stuff lately so it made sense that Catra forgot to mention things. Especially when they really only saw each other at dinner and when they got in and out of bed everyday.  

Adora pushed down her hurt feelings and pressed on. “Alright, well. When’s the game? I’ll come and maybe we could grab a bite or something after,” she suggested.

Catra winced. “After games, C.K. usually buys everyone a burger,” Catra explained. C.K. So we’re calling Captain Kassandra C.K. now. Adora suddenly craved physical violence.

Catra continued, not noticing Adora’s mounting frustration. “It’s like--I don’t know--a team bonding thing,” Catra explained with a shrug. “You could come to the game though! I’ll hit a homer for you,” she added, sending Adora a deliciously wicked grin that Adora couldn’t even enjoy due to the slowly mounting rage within her.

Adora took a deep breath, suppressing the anger for the time being, and forced a smile. “That sounds awesome, babe. I’ll….be there for the game then.”

Catra grinned at that and darted over to press a kiss to Adora’s cheek. “I’ll look for you in the stands,” she said, practically glowing with happiness, and just like that, all of Adora’s rage and jealousy melted away. This was something Catra enjoyed. Having friends and maintaining them was important to Catra. So it was important to Adora.

Adora turned and stole a proper kiss from Catra. “Leave your alternate jersey for me and I’ll wear it,” she suggested with a soft smile.

Catra nodded eagerly before she disappeared back into the closet. She came back out wearing one of Adora’s white and blue sports bras, and, honestly, that made everything a little better.

— . —

Adora had no idea how Softball worked, but Gods, was she becoming a fan quickly. Everything from the tight white pants Catra wore, to the slashed up cap she wore to let her ears through was doing things for Adora. Adora was pretty sure she was actually learning less about Softball the longer she spent in the stands. Probably because she was happily staring at Catra’s ass instead of the game.

The whole experience probably would have been a net positive if it wasn’t for what happened at the very end of the game. Catra must’ve hit a particularly impressive ball (Adora wasn't exactly paying attention to the ball or where it was going as much as she was focusing on where the hitter was going and doing) because as she dashed around the diamond, everyone around her was cheering and freaking out. The Bright Mood Guard left the make-shift dugout and ran onto the pitch. They swarmed Catra as she passed home. They all wrapped her in a hug before Captain Kassandra tossed her up into the air and then sat Catra on her shoulder.

Jealousy burned inside of Adora. That was Adora’s move! Adora was absolutely the only one allowed to toss Catra into the air and catch her on her shoulder! Why the hell was someone else doing that?! Was this a common thing? Did Captain Kassandra toss Catra all the time?

Adora was about three seconds away from going full-on beast mode on the Captain. The only thing that stopped her was the way Catra pulled her cap off in celebration, waving it excitedly in Adora’s direction. The elation on Catra’s face—the pure joy that was clear from whatever game-winning hit she’d made—was entirely enough to cool Adora’s temper.

Catra looked radiant out there. And she deserved to be praised like that. She deserved to be celebrated and loved by her friends. Adora wanted that for Catra so badly, and if it wasn’t for the ugly jealous monster that was living rent free inside of her for whatever reason, Adora was sure she’d 100% be just as happy as Catra was in that moment.

So, with her mind made up, Adora grinned and waved back. She cupped her hands around her mouth and cheered loudly. She made a heart with her hands and held it up above her head for Catra to see. Catra must’ve seen it because she blushed a little darker and bit her lip in a way that made Adora’s blood burn in a very different way.

If only Adora wouldn’t have to go home alone after the game.

— . —

Adora decided to wait up for Catra. She wanted to show Catra exactly how proud of her game-winning home-run she was. Adora lit candles around their room while she waited, and even changed into some of the more frilly underwear she owned for nights exactly like this. She kept Catra’s jersey on, though, and made herself comfortable in bed to wait.

And wait.

And wait.

Adora waited long after the sun went down behind the back hills, long after the candles burned down to nubs, and long after the lacey bra she wore became too uncomfortable to continue wearing. Adora didn’t want to admit defeat, but eventually the mood was lost, and she could barely keep her eyes open.

It was with a new level of bitterness, and a little heartbreak, that Adora cleaned up the candles, slipped into pyjamas, and put Catra’s jersey away. This time when Adora curled up into bed, she didn’t wait. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

If the smell of candle smoke was still in the air when Catra got back, then so what.

— . —

Adora felt very off for the rest of that week. She hadn’t even heard Catra come in that night, and when she woke up, Catra was curled up into a ball on her own side of the bed. Something about not even waking up in Catra’s arms left a sour taste in her mouth.

Adora knew, logically, that Catra hadn’t made her any promises to come back early that night. She had said that she’d be out with the team, and Adora had agreed to that. It was just that...after a game like that, the first one Adora had gone to, shouldn’t Catra have wanted to come home and celebrate with Adora? Shouldn’t she have at least come back at a decent hour? Catra had only said that she’d be getting dinner with her team. Did getting burgers really take that long?

What else had Catra been doing out there?

That thought alone was enough to leave Adora in a horrible mood for the rest of the week.

She destroyed many straw filled dummies, and snapped at anyone who so much as thought about asking her what was wrong, including Catra.

Especially Catra.

Adora hadn’t been in this bad of a mood since the war--since the time she hadn’t slept for weeks at a time.

And the worst part? Adora knew she was being unreasonable. She knew she was being dramatic and was definitely blowing things out of proportion. It was just that—

The jealous little monster that lived in her mind rent free was slowly taking over.

— . —

Adora was lounging in the bath, trying to make herself feel better though aggressive self-care, when she heard Catra come in. It was already late into the evening. Adora would usually be in bed this time of night, and Adora was beginning to think (unreasonably) that Catra was coming back late on purpose.

“Adora?” Catra called as she noticed the bed was empty. She sounded a little afraid and suddenly Adora was just tired. And sad. And frustrated. She was so, so frustrated with herself and this stupid situation. She didn’t want to be upset at Catra anymore.

“In here!” Adore called back as she moved her hands a little anxiously through the bubbles still floating on the surface.

Catra appeared in the doorway and smiled tentatively. She looked concerned and tired.

“Hey,” Adora said softly.

“Hey,” Catra repeated, her voice just as soft.

“How was your night?” Adora asked. “I missed you at dinner.”

Catra’s shoulders dropped a little and she nodded. She stepped into the bathroom and sat down on the floor right next to the tub, her knees pulled up to her chest as she looked at Adora. Catra looked small like that. Small and afraid.

“Missed you too,” Catra said back, her voice just above a whisper.

Adora bit her lip a little anxiously and had to look away. She couldn’t look at Catra knowing she was the one who made her feel uncertain like this. But...wasn’t it because Adora herself felt uncertain that this whole thing had happened?

Adora pulled in a deep breath and forced herself to look back at Catra. “I’m sorry I’ve been...rough this week,” she said.

Catra leaned her head onto the side of the tub. “Are you gonna tell me what I did?” Catra asked, her voice soft and non-judgemental.

“Catra you didn’t...do anything,” Adora said. “And...well. That’s the problem. I feel like we never see each other anymore. I feel like we don’t talk.”

Catra straightened up, her shoulders coming up in a defensive stance. It was clear she was afraid of what else was coming from this conversation. Adora reached out and placed her hand on top of one of Catra’s knee.

“I just really miss you Catra. All the time, even when I wake up next to you,” Adora admitted.

“I’m sorry,” Catra said immediately, her ears pressing back flat onto her head. “I…”

“Hey, no, I should have said something—” Adora said but Catra cut her off, her eyes wide in realization.

“Oh my gods,” Catra breathed. “You did say something. You wanted—and I totally just brushed you off to hang out with the Guard. Adora—” Catra spoke frantically, and it was Adora who cut her off this time.

“Catra, hey, no,” Adora said as she moved closer. “No, you didn’t brush me off. You just. You’ve never had a really solid group of friends before. Of course you got caught up. I like that you have these people who like you and want to hang out with you. I’ve been so busy lately and I’ve been so thankful that you’ve found these people to keep you company when I can’t,” Adora said honestly.

“It’s just that...I’m not used to having to share your attention. And it’s...it’s making me feel a little insecure—which I hate. I don’t want to be jealous of your friends. I don’t want to keep you away from them,” she admitted, looking at her hands now, ashamed of how she was feeling.

Catra reached out and threaded their fingers. “Adora…” she breathed softly as she squeezed Adora’s hand. “You should have said something, dummy,” she said affectionately, reaching out with her free hand to smooth Adora’s hair back and turn her face up.

“I’ve only been spending so much time with those idiots because I’ve been wanting to give you space to relax,” Catra admitted. “I thought that having me around, wanting your attention after you’d had to listen to people bitch and complain all day would just cause you more stress.” She leaned forward some more to press a kiss to Adora’s lips softly. “I’ve been missing you too, Adora.”

Adora let out a sigh of relief, and then a sound that was halfway between a laugh and a sob. She shot forward and wrapped her arms around Catra in a hug, holding her tight. “You’re sure you’re not unhappy with me? You wouldn’t rather be with C.K.?” Adora asked, finally voicing her deepest concerns.

“What?” Catra asked softly as she held Adora tighter, seemingly undisturbed by the fact that she was getting soaked by the bath. “Adora, Captain Kass is married. To a man. And besides that, I don’t want anyone but you. You make me happier than anything.”

Adora let out another sigh of relief. “Oh, I’m so glad,” she breathed as she pressed her face into Catra’s neck.

— . —

That little jealous monster was finally evicted.

[definetlynotgab]

peter and his wendy(wanda)bird

ao3

Peter doesn’t really know what the hell is happening, but his sister needs him and that’s enough.

*

Canon divergence from ep01x05

Peter is a twin. Was a twin? No, he is a twin. Will always be a twin even if his twin’s not there.

Not many people really know that about him, not even the mansions resident telepaths (not even his dad, not that his dad knows he’s Peters dad - it’s an awkward conversation to have, Peters been putting it off, ok? So sue him). He had a twin, a secret twin, that made his mom go all quiet sometimes and drink the rest, a twin that his baby sister doesn’t quite remember but who loves the big sister she doesn’t remember all the same.

Her name was Wendy (Wanda to him when it was just them, or to mom when they were in trouble, which was a lot, coz Peter was always in trouble and Wanda was always somehow dragged into it) and she was fucking awesome. Their powers came in when they were about eight and with it her eyes gained this wicked red undertone and his hair turned silver. Mom got judgy looks for it from stuck-up PTA moms like it was her fault their mutations were so rad they could be seen.

Wendy didn’t think her mutual was rad. He did, told her how cool it was all the time - like, super speed’s so totally cool and all but it means he’s hungry all the time, and being able to move things with your fucking mind? So. Cool. Wendy would sort of just force a smile and say thanks, but he could tell she didn’t believe him. That no matter what Peter said, Wends would never not be scared of what she could do. Wouldn’t be terrified of hurting him or mom or little baby Lidia whose dad had skipped out on a pregnant mom when the twins had gotten weird beyond the Slavic names on their birth certificates.

And, yeah, maybe Wendy was scary. When she had a nightmare, everyone had a nightmare, even Peter who never slept more than four hours anyway (everything about him was fast, man. Everything) and when Wendy got mad, things shook, and pipes burst which only freaked her out which only made things shake more and everyone around her feel scared even though there was no need to be coz Wendy wouldn’t hurt a fly (at least, not on purpose).

Peter loved his twin more than anyone in the world (Lidia was a very, very close second. Sorry, Mom). They barely ever fought. When she looked him in the eye told him not to do something (which in all honesty, wasn’t often) he would listen, even if hadn’t listened to mom when she said the same thing, like, 2 seconds before. She’s the only telepath that he knew that could read his mile-a-second mind. She could keep him still and he could keep her calm. They were Pietro and Wanda, Peter and Wendy, so fucking iconic that a book was written about them years before they were born (seriously, remove romantic shit and it was pretty much them. Sort of. They had the same names, alright?). He would have done anything for Wendy, followed her anywhere - and then she went where he couldn’t follow and his heart broke.

(Lidia was three and had a fever. Mom had to go to work if they wanted a roof over their head - Peter would’ve stolen them stuff but mom said that was illegal and Wendy had given him The Look so that was off the table. Anyway, Mom was at work, their new-ish neighbours still viewed the single mom and strange twins with the Eastern European last name with suspicion, Wendy didn’t entirely trust herself alone with Lidia, toddlers being emotional roller coasters on a good day, and Wendy being an emotion-absorbing vacuum, so it was Peter to the rescue. Honestly, Peter would take a sick toddler over school any day. Mom had left him with an absolute mountain of instructions that 12-year-old Peter pretended to brush off but really took very seriously and Wendy had wished him luck and made her way to school without him which had felt really weird coz they pretty much always went everywhere together which was part of what led them strange.

Peter should have gone to school.

Wends had science after lunch, Peter was usually her lab partner but because he was ‘sick’ - the last thing they needed were child services called on them again and a little white lie was better than the alternative - the teacher must’ve put her with the bitchy girls in their class that had it out for Wendy since day one. Those stupid bitches always made comments about Wendy’s eyes and the second-hand clothes mom got for them despite Peter offering to steal them all new ones and her magic-wild hair and it bothered Wendy. It bothered him too but he was calm for Wendy, acted like it was no biggie so that she wouldn’t blow them up even if they did totally deserve it. He wasn’t there to calm her down then so shit exploded and in a science classroom with Bunsen burners and dangerous chemicals? Yeah, not a great thing - there was a fire that Wendy didn’t make with her magic, that she couldn’t control and Peter, back at home, alternating between TV and giving Lidia her mom-prescribed doses of baby medicine, felt that something was wrong, felt it right deep down, grabbed Lidia tight to his chest and ran. He ran right to school, there before the firemen, but after everyone had evacuated, Wendy whose clothes and hair were singed but who he could see just fine through a window - everyone had evacuated, injured but ok, everyone but those bitchy middle school girls with their PTA moms who were closest to the blast zone and must’ve been knocked out or some shit, coz they weren’t there and Wendy knew that, looked at him right in the eye, so very clearly sorry and guilty and he was too fucking late, too fucking slow and- and Wendy, Wanda, his Wendy-bird with her heart of gold went back for them, went back into the fire while he was stuck on the ground in full view of people who couldn’t know about the twins secret and a screaming toddler pressed against his chest - why would she do that why would she leave him whywhywhy- she didn’t come back out.)

His heart was still broken and no one knew. His mom lived in wilful oblivion, Lidia forever Peter’s baby sister (even if she is off to college in the fall) who he couldn’t dump all his shit on even if he wanted to Telling his fellow X-Men would be even more awkward than the conversation he keeps avoiding with Erik, and Erik doesn’t even know he has a son let alone he had a daughter (even if Peter did ever go up to The Terrorist Known as Magneto and said ‘by the way, you’re my dad, surprise, it’s a boy!’, he doesn’t know if he’d tell him about Wendy. He’s already lost one daughter - and shit if Peter ever wants to think about how he’s lost two sisters - he doesn’t need to know he lost another).

Wendy was half of Peter and when she - when she left, Peter felt it so deeply and it hurt, man, it hurt more than anything and it didn’t really ever stop, he still aches, he still misses her like he would never miss anything or anyone else.

So when Peter is dragged... somewhere nauseatingly All-American, is compelled to knock on a door by something purple that remains annoyingly just out of his reach, just out of his notice, and the door opens to reveal a woman around his age who is so familiar but also so not, he stays. He puts aside the purple that sort of reminded him of Wendy’s magic, coz this woman who calls herself Wanda and him Pietro, has eyes full of familiar pain, and Peter knows she is his sister, even if she isn’t really, even if they come from what he was figuring out to be entirely different universes (his mind moved too fast for any sort of mind voodoo to be anything more than a suggestion, and a suggestion easily shrugged off at that).

Peter would figure everything out - why he’s here, who brought him here (sure as hell wasn’t Wanda, she seems as confused as he is), why his sort-of-sister is married to the equivalent of a talking toaster, why his sort-of nephews (that he really hopes are real by the way, Tommy and Billy are awesome) were born, like, two days ago and already look about ten. He would figure it all out, but for once he is happy to take it slow (slow for him at least which, thinking ‘bout it, is probably not that slow for other people). To get to know his new sister, figure out how to help her coz that’s what twins do and Peter will never not be a twin, even if this twin isn’t technically or biologically or whatever, his actual twin.

All Peter knew for sure is that his sister needs his help and really? That’s all that matters.

[bokunoshippingfiesta]

Hey I had an awesome Idea can you do a small exchange between camie and izuku like camie talks so funny and off that at first izuku as zero idea what she says but finds it cute and he accidentally says it out loud.

Alliance Heights 1-A, around 4 pm. a certain cinnamon roll sunshine, sitting at his desk in his room and doing the homework Aizawa gave out earlier in Class.

Meanwhile he was on a Zoom call with his girl pal Camie Utsushimi, from Shiketsu Highschool. He was just doing each task one after the other, while listening with one ear to what the Illusionist had to say about her day.

Camie: "Oh you should have been there Izu! I didn't even know what was going on, but it looked so wicked cool and fresh what our Teach showed us! I was like 'Whoa Dude, so you can do cool things!' then he said that he was always cool, and I added 'No you very completely boring before, Homie!' "

The green haired sunshine, couldn't help but listen with a smile. Even if he had no idea what half of his friends words meant, hearing her excitement was still very cute.

Camie: "Anyway, after class my homeboy Inasa and your girl, to go buy some drink, but then this super toxic hater came up to us insulting him for no reason. Gosh he was so weird. No idea why some people have such negativ vibes, yo. "

Izuku couldn't help but chuckle a little bit, and without thinking much about it he said.

Izuku: "You sound so adorable." Not realizing that he said it out loud. He didn't understand the sudden gasp that came from the other side of the call. Looking up he saw the always talkative glamour queen blush a little. "Something wrong?"

Camie: "You..think I sound adorable?" She asked a bit suprised, stroking her own hair.

Izuku blinked his eyes, until realizing that he must have said it out loud. Blushing a deep shade of red. "I..um, well yeah..I do think that." He told her, hiding behind his right hand a little bit.

Camie still stroked and played with her hair, as she spoke up again. "Do you..wanna go out with your girl sometime? I probably sound even more adorable in person.."

"I..I'd like that."

And so a shy cinnamon roll, got himself a date with a glamourous girl that speaks fluent twitter.

I absolutely apologize, because my writing is crap, but I tried and hope it at least matches 1% of your expecations 😅

[cottoncandyjester]

Which of your ocs would go to therapy for or with their darling? How much effort would they actually put into it?

This is like tricking your dog into going to the vet.. y'all are evil

This story contains: them talking about their dark past, incest(twins), talk of sex

Theodore

Absolutely not.

He's a doctor so he would argue that he would know his own body pretty well

"i don't need therapy sweetie, I'm mentally healthy"

This is the same man who flinches at the sight of a butcher knife and has so much mental trauma he still gets scared touching you

If you beg he'll do it though..of course he'll be passive aggressive but he'll go.

Tries to out logic the damn therapist

"so theodore, describe your childhood"

Theodore pushed his glasses up and clears his throat, this was definitely not going to be good. "I'm well aware that a person's childhood shapes their mental state but I assure you this is a waste of time."

"theo, let them help y-" you shuddered at the sharp glance theodore gave you. You've never seen him so aggressive before but it was clear he wasnt having fun. He hated the thought of someone analyzing his every movements and play with his head since it's something he does to you so having it done to him is less fun. "I assure you, I'm mentally sound..nothing is wrong with me"

"alright well, how about we talk about your childhood anyways just chatting nothing serious?"

Theodore scowled before glancing your way, you were doing this cause you loved him..so he should go along with this right?

Hikaru

You have to trick him

You brought it up once and he lashed out at you so badly he actually hurt you pretty bad

You told him you wanted to shopping but when he saw you two were infront of a building that definitely wasn't a mall he was PISSED

He was about two seconds away from hitting you but he saw how much you wanted to help him so he gave it a shock

Aggressive as all hell

He couldn't believe he was here, a group therapy session for victims of sexual abuse. The male sat there in his expensive clothes with his diamond encrusted shades on a scowl on his face.

"so, would you like to introduce yourself and tell us why you're here?" You flinched lightly at the single question the therapist asked before glancing at hikaru who in his legs and pushed his shades up his blue eyes flickering with rage.

"I'm here cause my bitch of a soulmate decided to drag me here instead of a shopping trip like they promised, I could be at home getting my dick sucked but no in here surrounded by idiots" hikaru was definitely in a fiery mood.

"well hikaru, y/n brought you here bec-"

Hikaru huffed in anger cutting the doctor off his anger being never ending. "they brought me here cause they think they are so smart. Their job is to please me in anyway I see fit, in return I spoil them once in a while and I am NOT pleased." With that Hikaru got up before shooting you a dirty look.

"you have ten minutes to meet me in the car or you're walking home" he snapped before walking out the room. You apologized for hikaru before going to join him.

Axis

The first one willing to go

He thinks it will make a great date

Tells his therapist EVERYTHING

Honestly he sounds so chipper about it they look so worried for him

Like sir are you okay?!

Clams up when it comes to insecurities

Like nope.

He only goes once though cause in his eyes therapy is a going once event

"- then my brother salem poured bleach in my eyes! I know it was bad but I of course forgive him cause all siblings fight right? He's really great though! Like one time we were playing hide and seek and he couldn't find me for six hours haha!"

you nervously glanced at the horror stricken expression the therapist had, they were so shocked they werent even taking notes. "Your brother sounds extremely toxic and incredibly dangerous" they stated and axis paused with a light pout clearly offended.

"salem wouldn't hurt a fly!" He huffs out and you weren't sure this was helping too much..though you were glad he decided to go.

Salem

So his therapist had to see a therapist

The first three minutes he had to wear a muzzle cause he tried to eat his therapist and not in the fun way

He is so feral he just speaks in slurring words and barks

You have to put a collar and leash on him

He did leave with a mouth full of blood though cause he bit a huge chunk off his therapist.

"s-s-so, salem w-what do you think c-caused you to be this way?" The doctor spoke while standing on their desk as you tried to pull the leash hard to pull salem away. "Bad boy! Stop it!" You snapped out at salem who got his muzzle off and was attempting to devour the poor therapist. "I-im sorry he's usually much calmer than this, strangers make him hungry" you explained before seeing salem bite the therapist on the leg.

"salem! No! You don't bite people!" You scolded as you tried to pull the male off and once you did you decided it was time to go home now. "W-well thanks doctor this has been fun, let's go salem!" You dragged him away while shaking your head.

"y/nnnnnnn~"

"...yes salem?"

"I love you!"

You glanced at him seeing he was docile once more and you sighed "I love you too babe" you mumbled out not sure what to do.

Rin

His therapist quit.

He trolled them so hard they gave up

Spoke in meme quotes the whole time.

"rin, would you say you were a happy child?"

"yeet."

You face palmed at your boyfriend who was hellbent on annoying the therapist to death. This session has already been thirty minutes and while rin was holding back his laughter the doctor looked like they wanted to snap their clipboard.

"please rin, work with me here..."

Rin beckoned the therapist to come closer and when they leaned in feeling excited thay they made progress rin's eyes sparkled widely. "Big...chungus"

You and rin walked out the office after being kicked out since the therapist had an absolute mental breakdown. "You're an asshole.." you mumbled and rin wrapped an arm around your shoulder with a wicked grin. "I'm your asshole, babynow how about we dress you up then have clown sex? I say that's equal payment for this"

Yuki

He hated it

He was quiet the entire time

Like the entire time

He wouldn't answer a question or nothing

He legit fell asleep with his head in your lap and now sees therapy as a place to nap

He doesn't like strangers so there was no way in hell he's speaking to a stranger.

You sighed at the tense silence in the room as yuki buried his face into your stomach his head in your lap. The moment he got here he took a nap not really caring about the doctor or his questions..it's been this way for a full hour. Slowly yuki opened his eyes and sat up with a low hum, he leaned in to kiss you feeling really clingy until he heard the shuffling of another person.

yuki tensed up suddenly wrapping his arms around you his chin rested on your shoulder. "Y/n, home?" He questions with a grumpy pout. You ran your fingers through his hair with a loud sigh.

"yeah yuki, we can go home.."

prince

He sees himself too cool for that stuff

"I'm not going, therapy isn't my vision of a fun date. Foreplay and sex is a good date"

He doesn't like the idea of sitting in a room and talking about his feelings.

If you promise to let him finger you during the car ride he is totally In though

He doesn't take it seriously at all

Avoids all the questions

Ends up just boasting about his sex life for an hour

"y/n moaned louder that night than ever before, it was so fucking awesome" prince cheered out his eyes lit up. You were covering your face with your hands feeling nothing but embarrassment as prince went all and on.

"t-the question was what makes you happy" the doctor stated and prince gave a confused look. "Yeah, and I said sex I mean wasn't that clear?"

"prince could you perhaps be a nymphomaniac?"

"shit, maybe? If I don't bang at least twice a day I get all grumpy...speaking of bang on the car ride here it was fucking great y/n let me-" you covered his mouth not being able to handle anymore of this. "We'll be going now!" You snapped out now dragging prince away.

"you're sexy when embarrassed"

"shut the hell up"

Rocket

He is literally the least dangerous yandere

He thinks he's fine

But he goes and actually speaks about his life

Everything about his life seems so cheerful and good...until..it isnt

Like axis he speaks as if it's okay

He's a dumbass so therapy doesn't really help him

He just uses it as a way to spend time with you

"so what was your childhood like?"

"well, I grew up in a small village we owned a pretty big farm. My mother and father kinda liked to spoil me.."

You've never heard about his childhood so you were very engaged in this story..it sounded pretty nice. Rocket paused to think when suddenly his eyes lit up

"I ended up being chosen to be the village pet! It was such an honor!" He cheers out with a happy hum. Instantly you knew this wasn't going to be good but you let him explain.

"the village pet is like...hmm a handyman, they do basically anything the villagers don't wanna do it's hard work but it's good work." He explained

"what were some of the things you had to do?"

"well...solves disputes, help out on there people's farms, help procreate, honestly anything! Only way to leave the village as a pet is to choose a new pet. It was hard to pick someone..but I'm glad I did"

The room got very very silent...very fast.

Rocket gazed at the time before getting up. "Hey y/n we should go yeah? You promised we could go get ice cream if I do this with you"

Yuuji& yuuta

Lord...these two got so much fucking baggage

They go, but they see it as entertainment

A fun little joke

Until it's not

The therapist manages to make them fight

And that NEVER happens

Like never.

It gets super damn intense

You're over there like "damn okay."

You watched the two boys argue clearly upset with each other. The question was that if yuuta found yuuji attractive..and yuuta hesitated.

"so you don't think I'm cute or anything?"

"I never said that! I just think, you're not my type."

"how the hell could I be not your type?! I know exactly what you like and don't like! I please you all the damn time!"

You cleared your throat awkwardly, not sure if going to couples therapy was a good idea anymore.

"I'm just saying! You sometimes..don't hit it quite right I mean..it's fine everyone has their ups and downs"

"OH so I'm bad at sex now?! You're such a liar cause on the drive here you were screaming like a little whore!"

"anyone can fucking scream yuuji! Doesn't take damn rocket science! Y'know I'm starting to see why ushio fucking hates you! You think you're so damn high and mighty! This is why we can't have normal relationships with our siblings!"

The room got silent as the two panted softly the screaming working them up and yuuji turned his head away eyes glimmering with tears. You honestly..felt like you were watching a drama show and was totally into it. "I-i didn't mean that- I'm sorry I just-"yuuta mumbled out and yuuji sniffled.

"do you..hate me?"

"wha-"

"ever since we came out when we were younger, you've been trying to be such a tough guy..you don't even say you love me as much. So, do you hate me?" Yuuji explained and you watched as the two hugged.

"of course not! I-i just didn't want anyone to still see me as that girl who was scared of her own shadow" yuuta whimpers out and yuuji smiled at him "you're not her, you're a strong guy.. our strong guy and we love you so much me and y/n" yuuji whispers out planting a kiss on the boy's cheek.

As the three of you left you suddenly felt an arm link with yours on either side. "Enjoy the show dollface?" Yuuta chimed before yuuji giggled "it was very fun!"

"you two were faking it?!" You huffed out seeing them both nod. They were totally lying but they didn't want you to know that, after all they were twins..fighting was basically illegal to them.

Scarlett

Another person who isn't happy with therapy

Straight out refuses

Like nope.

Never.

It takes A LOT of convincing til she agrees

Another member of the "has a bad childhood but sees it as normal" group

Hers is downright horrifying

But she giggles it off

"my childhood? Hmm..well my father was a doctor, I was his little nurse" she said softly in thought and you immediately didn't like this.

"he taught me all about plants, poisons and human biology. He was studying human mutations he wanted to know if it was possible to have humans evolve animal like traits, by replacing their body parts for animal ones of course" she cheers out and interlaced her fingers together.

"such an interesting study, some of them works in some ways..though it seems the human body can't handle some things..we are such fragile creatures are we not?"

Scarlett had this creepy dangerous vibe about her and the session was instantly cut short due to your therapist feeling unsafe. As you two walked out you couldn't help but gaze her way.

"who were his victims?" You asked out softly before feeling her hold your hand with a smile. "Well, children from my school. Then..me" she stated softly causing the haira on the back of your neck to stand.

"what animal part did he give you? Did it work?"

"it worked.."

That was all she stated and you didn't hear anything about it ever again so you were left to wonder about it.

[jovaybluejay]

Just a meme I filled out showing my favorite Pokemon for each type

Bug-Beedrill

Such a cool looking Pokemon. I feel like they don't get enough attention, at least not by the franchise. I almost can't believe that such a cool looking Pokemon can come from a Pokemon that you can get from basically the start of the game.

Dark-Krokorok A nice blend between awesome and adorable. They look really tough and smug, but in a cute way somehow. Just a cool looking croc overall. The evolution after is pretty cool too, but I like the middle evolution a bit more simply because of the cute design.

Dragon-Hakamo-o Another example of something both cute and cool. The entire design is just awesome looking to me. A dragon/fighting type Pokemon that's also a lizard based one is an amazing overall idea. I like the evolution of Hakamo-o too, but I just find the middle evolution to be cuter.

Electric-Toxtricity Punk rock lizard. How could I not love the design of this Pokemon? I love that there are two variations, but I just like the Amped form better because that design screams rock and roll more than the other, but I still find the other design cute too. It's like from an edgy baby to a rock star and I love it.

Fairy-Alcremie Dessert based characters have always interested me and I really like the fact that there are numerous versions of this Pokemon depending on which item you use to evolve it. I like the Strawberry Sweet variation simply because it goes best with the dessert theme.

Fighting-Gallade Pretty much reminds me of a charming knight and I love that idea. Just a spiffy guy that is just plain awesome.

Fire-Cinderace I saw my younger brother play with this Pokemon on the Switch we shared and I loved the design of this Pokemon. I love the idea of a sporty, fiesty rabbit Pokemon and it all came out great. I still chose Sobble though because I wanted to be different from my brother and I liked Sobble's design a bit more (still love Inteleon and they're design, they're jut not on here though), but Cinderace is still my favorite Fire type though.

Flying-Noivern It's a dragon, but it's also a bat. Combine the two and you get this wicked looking Pokemon. So many cool details on one Pokemon. Noivern also somehow has a bit of cuteness in them. I bet that comes from the bat part in them.

Ghost-Sableye Quite literally an absolute gem to me. Adorable little gremlin is what this is. I want one so bad in real life. They're just so cute, but it's obvious that they have a lot of mischief in them. My previous posts should be obvious in this department.

Grass-Sceptile I'm pretty sure I might have a soft spot for reptilian Pokemon, but I just love the design of this Pokemon. It's just really cool and tough looking. It was a pretty tough call between Sceptile and Decidueye, but it had to go to Sceptile mainly because of nostalgia. Decidueye is a pretty close second though.

Ground-Gabite Going with the logic from Krokorok, Gabite is a combination of cool and cute, though perhaps they're leaning more towards the cool end. I like the next evolution too, but Gabite's design is just cute. Still, they are definitely a tough and awesome Pokemon.

Ice-Weavile Weavile kinda has that sassy and smug aura and it's absolutely adorable. I love the idea of small yet powerful characters and I believe that Weavile fits that bill really well. They also have a rough and tough feeling to them and seem like they could be a cool shadow in the night.

Normal-Meowth Not just because of the anime, but also because they're just really cute. Cats are just adorable in general to me. Maybe they're jerks a lot too, but that's just what a cat is. If you've seen my previous posts, this would be obvious too.

Poison-Crobat Perhaps the most underrated of this list. I sort of feel a bit bad for those kind of Pokemon that just get brushed off as being common starter Pokemon, but I just tought that Zubat's design was really cute. Of course, when I caught my first Zubat in X & Y, I obviously bonded with it and eventually, it evolved into this awesome bat creature. They were definitely a powerful member of my team.

Psychic-Beheeyem Basically a cute alien, so how could I not love them? They're just so adorable and the design screams mysterious and futuristic to me.

Rock-Lycanroc Three evolution variations that come from a little good boi. However, I have to give it to the Midnight form because of it's overall edginess. Definitely intimidating, but that's just what makes this form awesome. Just another punk who's too cool for school.

Steel-Pawniard Intimidating yet cute, Pawniard feels like that they could be that character who acts tough and serious, but their appearance sort of makes it hard to take them completely seriously. I bet they could be total sweethearts if they're willing though. Still, I bet you'd have to be really resilient or really brave to make any kind of physical contact with them. Or really foolish. Of of those. Still love them though.

Water-Greninja Perhaps the first Pokemon I truly bonded with. The relationships in X & Y were so cute and it just made me really happy when your Pokemon shows affection during battles. They're also just really cool looking. So many reasons why I play them on Super Smash Bros.

https://www.deviantart.com/hevromero/art/Pokemon-Type-Meme-100670263

[thatsinterestingveryinteresting]

WandaVision episode 9 reaction lmao

SPOILERS IF YOU COULDNT TELL

before clicking the episode thoughts/predictions:

oh god im scared man

ok, fietro is quicksilver from the xmen, im sure

for the cameo, it might be paul bettany trolling but like what if he isnt, the guy has to be old enough to have existed and started their career when he was a child so maybe patrick stewart but idk

wow creative “the series finale”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN 50 MINUTES ONLY

wow okay

well they’re there being an epic superhero family

i really hope darcy and jimmy are okay

monica should have an epic fight scene showcasing her powers (not cause i absolutely love her or anything psh)

im going to combust if we get a quicksilver slowmo scene

honestly i hope agatha stays as some sort of minvillain maybe for a future film?

man im just sad now

alright lets go boys:

the last “previously on wandavision” :(

STARTED OFF WITH FIETRO ON THE RECAP LETS GO

whitw visions epic man

THAT FLICKER

i love you agatha but please

BITCH JUST CLOTHESLINED THEM HELLO

get yeeted

she just rose from the grave ok maam

OH SHIT

imagine fietro just coming up and being like “whats all the fuss”

oh my god

the poor car

wicked witch of the east who

NO WHITE VISION THATS NOT YOUR VISION

What the heck why???????? how??? is he good???

no he is not

THATS SO COOL THOUGH

BRO YES GO VISION

i love her man agathas awesome

whatthefuckdidyoudo

HES A HIPPIE

WHY DOES HE STILL HAVE SUPER SPEED

“my favorite member of the bureau” same hayward

i mean not really, your guy is white i think theyll notice

fLOURISH

norm!

oh god hi

wAnDa

her hair is so pretty

uh oh dottie :(

YO EVERYONES GONNA BE PISSED IF YOU DO THAT

hes just making a smoothie ohmygod

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HES RALPH WHAT THE FRICK

i love him so much

GET YEETED

THE NECKLACE

:(

YES

NO

WAIT THE TWINS

white visions having an existential crisis

YO BILLY LETS GO

DARCY IN CLUTCH

WOAH YOU ARE INDEED VISION

SHES THE SCARLET WITCH BITCH

“choose?”

did he just cry

ok wat

hey jimmy!

f i n a l l y hes arrested

AWWWWW THE SKRULL YES

Oh another end credits

quaint lil house

uhh

MULTIVERSE IM CALLING IT THIS IS WANDA FROM A DIFFERENT MULTIVERSE, THIS WANDA JUST TRAVELLED TO A DIFFERENT UNIVERSE

post-episode thoughts:

holy-

ok but im kinda sad

he’s ralph?

not xmen peter? why cast evan peters????

but that was kinda epic

most questions were answered but theres still some up in the air

for future movies?

still really hope that the whole quicksilver/fietro thing is explained because im still confused

really hope that hes not just some random guy because when he was under agathas control, he had peter maximoff’s cheeky personality. if she could replicate personality why not get pietro’s snarky personality? so maybe thats not the end for him hope it isnt

also, “real personalities arent far beneath” or whatever from fietro, so if thats his personality more exaggerated, would that mean he might be the guy under witness protection

where did white vision go though

why did she say “thank you for choosing me” ?

is it regarding the multiverse, that the kids came from an alternate universe where wanda had kids? so is this the subtle intro to the multiverse?

all in all, pretty good in regards to twists and the general epicness

still like how each episode they answered questions then brought up even more but in the end theres still so many

but then again, this is just the beginning of phase 4

still confuzzled abt the cameo bettany was taking about but whatever

im still hung up on the whole evan peters is ralph thing im still loki (pun intended) disappointed

that was a lot but it was cool :)

[phantomphangphucker]

Ectober Day 15: Trapped - Adulting: But Ghostly

Screwing up in the Fenton Lab was a pretty normal regular thing, but screwing up in such a way to botch someone’s age and humanness without actually changing said we and humanness was a weird one. This is totally definitely Tucker’s fault. Danny caused it, but it’s still Tucker’s fault.

Tucker chuckles at his two friends, “honestly, helping clean up the lab is a weak ass punishment”, shrugging, “all things considered”.

Danny glances at him while pointedly picking up some very sticky and slightly mouldy, touching it with as few fingers as possible, “you sure about that one?”.

Tucker waves him off, “only makes sense for you to clean up the nasty shit. Unlike us, that won’t get you sick”. Danny flips him off while dropping the soggy piece in the garbage bag. Sam just smirks.

Not even five minutes later Tucker knocks some spray-can thing onto the ground, which in typical fashion explodes. Danny eyes the pink mist and sighs, “whelp, now there’s more mess, thanks Tu-”, cutting himself off at feeling a slight tingling across his skin. Turning to glare at Tucker, “oh fuck you”.

Relenting in said glaring at noticing that Tucker and Sam are both glowing now, glancing to his arm and groaning over the matching glow.... Great, just great. Quirking an eyebrow over watching the skin on his arm slowly stain a pale blue and increase in muscle mass? Looking up to his friends and gapping slightly. Jet black skin patching over Tucker’s face and pale green on Sam’s.

Tucker sounds slightly in awe but also worried as he flips over his clawed hand a few times, “okay, might have fucked up a little”, and blinking at the echo to his voice.

Sam grabs at her hair, seemingly made of vines now and with purple flowers popping open, “ya think?”.

Then both of them turning to Danny and grimacing, while he’s having a slight crises at definitely recognising the feel of ecto-flames where there should be hair. Immediately moving to check his pulse, the other two quickly following suit with wide eyes. Sam snapping, “if we just got offed, I’m gonna be pissed”.

Danny’s the first to sigh in relief, being the only one who very frequently checked his pulse normally. He could do without being any more dead, thank you very much.

Tucker snorts, “awesome, so I didn’t just accidentally kill us”.

Danny points at him, “meaning the labs death toll is still only half”, pausing, noting the deep baritone, and touching his throat, “woah”. Then grabbing his much larger than normal hands around his forearm with a quirked eyebrow. Looking up to his friends who are effectively copying him. Both a bit taller and more muscular. Both had longer hair too, though Tucker’s was barely past his ears and dreaded with gold caps on the ends, while Sam’s was nearly past her waist and looked like long vines of purple asters. Their faces were kinda different too and Tucker even had facial hair. They looked... like adults? adult ghosts at that, minus still being in their regular clothing anyways; which definitely didn’t fit super well anymore. Moving his arm a little and actually cringing slightly over the strain his shirt was under; okay, it’s good he wore baggy clothing or he would have ruined his clothing entirely. He might ruin them as it is.

Sam pointing to him, “you sound like Dan”.

Danny shrugs a bit awkwardly, “sound different to myself”. And thank the Ancients for that. He could do without hearing Dan’s voice every time he opened his mouth. Does feel slightly bad for his friends though.

All three make their way over to the back wall mirror and poke at their faces. Blinking eyes and baring fangs. Tucker chuckles, “I have fucking facial hair”, and starts hopping around on his feet, “and what am I? Like six feet tall?”.

Sam and Danny roll their eyes. Danny crossing his arms and looking down at Tucker. Who pauses just to shove Danny, “hey, we all already knew you were going to be a tall bastard”, then going wide-eyed, “dude holy shit! That stuff turned us into adults! Awesome!”.

Sam points at him, “and ghosts”, pulling at the corner of her eyelid, “though yes, green eyes are pretty wicked”.

Danny points at her, “and your skin’s such a pale green than your eyes don’t blend in”. Sam just smirks at that. Tucker pats him on the back though, “well at least yours aren’t red”.

“Amen to that”.

Sam shakes her head a little, putting her hands on her hips, “okay, as cool as this is -though it is kinda curious we’re not displaying powers- I think we should, I don’t know, fix this?”. Danny rubs his neck while nodding and Tucker snatched back up the can before flopping into a chair, “I got this. Hold your ecto-knickers”. Trying to lean his head back only for the headrest to not be up high enough, muttering, “man that’s weird”, as he readjusts it.

-

Forty minutes later finds Tucker groaning, “okay, I officially really screwed up. Completely screwed the pooch”. Earning loud groans from his two friends.

Sam pushes herself up, “alright, Mr. Bad Luck, the fuck’d you do?”.

Tucker sticks out his hands, smashing one on a table, “ts not what I did! It’s what the Fenton’s didn’t do! Also, ow”.

Danny and Sam sighing, “let me guess, no reverse option and they didn’t write the formula down?”.

Tucker snaps his fingers at them, “bingo. Man, it’s like you’re psychic”.

Danny rolls his eyes, “more like my parents are just predictable... and kinda incompetent”. Everyone cringing a little over that.

Sam rubs her eyes, “alright, so now what are we going to do? We can’t go anywhere like this and we-all-know-who will shoot us the second they get home”.

Danny taps his chin, “well, I’m not in my jumpsuit so I don’t look blatantly like Phantom so I think I’m in the clear for that. And we have planned for a situation where I couldn’t change back human. So I’ve already got makeup, wig and contacts. But Wig and contacts only work for me and I’m definitely not your guy’s colour”.

Tucker snorts, “you don’t say you pasty-ass fuck”.  Sam rolls her eyes, “excuse you?”.

“You’re pale, he’s pasty”.

Sam nods curtly with a smug grin. Danny just chuckles.

Tucker claps the chairs armrests, “whelp we should probably at least get you looking human, before we run out of luck or something”. Sam grumbling, “you’re gonna jinx us”. Which Tucker, of course, waves her off as they all get up.

However when they walk into the living room just as the front door opens, Sam and Danny glare at Tucker who laughs awkwardly, “oops?”. All three snapping their heads towards the pair of hunters as said hunters immediately, and predictably, draw ecto-weapons, “hold it right there spooks!”.

Danny holds his hands out, “wait! Wait! We’re not ghosts!”.

His mom doesn’t let him continue, “can it, we know what ghosts look like”. His dad nodding, “you might be able to trick some regular joes but not the Fenton’s”.

Sam mutters, “wow this is awkward”. Tucker just nods slightly at her while gulping.

Danny makes pacifying motions, “but wouldn’t we be floating and stuff if we were newly formed ghosts. We’re not even glowing properly”, it was true, their glows were so small they practically weren’t glowing at all, “so could you put the weapons down, mom, dad”, putting his hands down and shrugging loosely very intentionally, “I’d really rather not get gooped”.

His parents actually look to be considering this, not dropping their weapons though. Figures. His mom readjusting her grip as she goes to dig in her pocket. Producing a chunk of ectoranium seconds later, “well if that’s the case and you’re not ghosts then you shouldn’t have a reaction to this”, and moves to poke Tucker’s arm with the tip, gun staying trained on them all the while. Everyone watching as absolutely nothing happens.

Tucker grins almost apologetically while Danny speaks, “see?”.

Both his parents look puzzled at the ectoranium and Tucker’s arm before Maddie blinks and looks at each of them, her eyes widening, “Danny? Tucker? Sam?”. Which the three of them nod rapidly at. Thankfully their moods do a complete one-eighty at that.

Jack practically bounding over to Danny and actually having to look up at him slightly, laughing and patting his head, “ha! I knew someone was going to get my Fenton genes!”, and pats him on both shoulders like he was measuring how wide he was. Maddie smiles sweetly at him before giving the group of teens who don’t look like teens a puzzled look again, “what I don’t get is, how’d this happen?”.

Danny and Sam immediately pointing at Tucker, but wind up smacking him in the face. Danny chuckling, “shit sorry man, ain’t used to the arm length”. Tucker predictably waves both of them off, though rubbing his cheek from Danny’s hit because well, getting effectively smacked by someone with super-strength and hands that look like pure muscle hurts.

Sam rolls her eyes and explains to Maddie, “that idiot knocked over a spray can looking thing that sprayed pink mist everywhere”.

“Hey, at least I didn’t do it intentionally”. Everyone ignores that.

Maddie taps her chin, “I don’t understand. It shouldn’t have been able to do this without something ectoplasmic around”. While Jack is off in his own world wrapping his fingers around Danny’s biceps.

Danny chuckles at his excitable dad before looking to his mom, “mom. My contamination?”.

That gets both his parents attention, them blinking and going wide-eyed, “oh”.

Sam huffs and crosses her arms, “and really, you’d think you guys wouldn’t have teens, especially Danny, cleaning up down there if you even think you have stuff that can go off like this. It’s irresponsible”. Tucker chuckles, “I’m just glad we only look like ghosts“. Everyone, especially Danny’s parents, nod rapidly at that.

Tucker nodding his head at the lab doors, “I tried to find a reverse or the formula and back engineer it, but you guys forgot to do that... again”. Making both parents cringe a little, Jack rubbing his neck awkwardly.

Danny nods at Tucker before looking back to his folks, “so on that note, do you think you could fix this? Because you didn’t recognise us and I don’t think that Red will pause long enough to hear us out”. Sam scowls and rolls her eyes over that. Danny adding on, “something to at least get us looking human again. We can probably handle the adult-looking thing”.

Tucker chuckles and strokes his facial hair, “it is pretty neat”, smirking at his friends, “I bet the ladies will dig a guy with facial hair”, glancing to Danny’s face, “that isn’t on fire”. Both Sam and Danny predictably hit him.

“No trying to pick up older women, you pervert”.

“Hey, you can barely tell it’s flaming and you’re still you so don’t count on that”.

Tucker pouts at both of them, “why do you have to be so mean”, but obviously doesn’t mean it.

Maddie and Jack smile at the threes antics, if they hadn’t already been sure they would be now. Maddie smiles sweetly at Tucker, “you’re a minor. So please don’t do that”, shaking her head at him waving her off though knowing he probably won’t actually chase after an older woman. Looking to the three of them, “how about we get you three back down to the lab and see what we can do? Alright?”. The three look to each other, exchange shrugs, and following the pair of hunters down to the lab. Jack immediately bounding off and picking up the can.

None of the trio are really surprised that Maddie gets them to sit down and starts examining them, leaving the can to Jack. Her putting a stick in Danny’s mouth and blinking at the forked tongue, “well sweetie, you make for one very intimidating ghost”. Her continuing when the trio all cringe, “technically that’s a good thing. Ghosts are supposed to be scary, you wouldn’t want to be like the Box Ghost now would you?”, all three cringe way more over that, so Maddie gives a satisfied curt nod. While Danny starts fiddling with his tongue.

Maddie pokes at Sam’s flowers, “can you feel this?”.

“Yeah”, putting a little bite in her words, which sounds more than a little threatening with the echo, “so maybe don’t go ripping them off”. Maddie nods while Tucker chuckles, “man the echo sure changes the way we sound. I doubt you meant for that to sound like a threat”. Sam just huffs at that, making Danny and Tucker chuckle at her expense. Maddie, however, smiles slightly, relieved that she hadn’t actually been being threatened; it could always be hard to tell with Sam.

Maddie stares at and inspects Tucker’s skin quizzically, “we’ve never even seen a ghost with pure black skin before. Wonder why”. Everyone shrugs at that, except Jack who’s off in his own world tinkering away. Tucker snickers and elbows Danny, “well we’ve all seen ones with blue, isn’t that right”.

“Do you want me to punt you through a wall? I’m pretty sure I could very easily”, Danny flexes slightly for emphasis but facepalms at ripping sounds, “damnit”. Everyone else snorts and starts laughing at him.

Jack makes a hum that sounds more unhappy than anyone wants to hear, him grabbing Maddie’s arm to drag her over without even looking at her. The trio exchanging glances, all three muttering, “fuck”. Maddie turning around and looking a bit apologetic, “well, it seems that Danny’s contamination sort of... messed with things a little”. The trio groan. “Or rather, bonded with it. Even now the ecto that he sheds off is feeding into the chemical that’s in your systems. If you stayed away from him for at least a week you’d go back to normal on your own. But there doesn’t seem any way for us to artificially force this to revert”, sending Danny a very sympathetic look, “and I can’t see any way to fix this for you sweetie, sorry”.

Danny leans back and groans, before giving his friends awkward looks and rubbing his neck. They don’t even let him get a chance to say anything before Sam snaps, “not happening then”. Tucker nodding and smiling, “yeah, we’re not avoiding Danny-dude. And we’re especially not leaving him to put up with this by himself”. Maddie can’t help but smile at them, “you guys are probably the closest friends possible”. Which all three beams over, even if Danny still looks pretty apologetic.

Everyone turning their heads at Jack shouting, “ah-ha!”, and spinning around in his chair, “alright, so we totally can make another spay that could hide all this ghost-looking stuff!”, muttering at the floor, “won’t fix the aged up thing”, looking back to them, “but! It’ll get you looking human! All of you”. Earning grins all around.

Maddie looking back to the trio, “we’ll work on that, you three go upstairs and play games or eat. I don’t think any of us want you down here in case the prototype malfunctions”. Which all three laugh at.

“Yeah wouldn’t want to make this worse!”.

“Besides, Danny needs to change”.

“Hey. But yeah”.

Maddie shakes her head at the three as they head upstairs.

-

Danny flops down on his bed, having changed into a very stretchy sweater and sweats, “so I guess we’re stuck like this huh?”.

Sam giving a very apathetic, “yup”, as she flops down in her beanie, before wincing and sitting up, pulling her hair out of the way. Grumbling, “this is why I keep my hair short”. Tucker shakes his head around, making the dreads and metal on them smack his face, “I don’t know, it’s kinda fun”.

“Grow it to ass length and see how you feel then”.

“Naw, I’m a guy so”.

“Are you saying only girls can have long hair!”.

Danny snickers over what sounds like a mild slapping match. They’d be fine. School though, ho boy that was going to be a fucking trip. There was literally no way in all the infinite lands of the Ghost Realm that people wouldn’t freak over them looking like adults. Zone, he could see people asking to get sprayed too. Because honestly? Who wouldn’t want to automatically know how they’d look when they’re older. Danny gets that it’s a little less novel for him due to the whole Dan thing, but still. Adding in the ghost thing. Tilting his head, though it was kinda funny Sam wound up with flowers in her hair and wait... wasn’t the area around Tuck’s eyes a bit darker? Glancing at his friends and squinting, yeah Tuck looked like he kinda had makeup... on... wait a second. “Guys”, pointing at the two of them, “Pharaoh. Undergrowth”.

They both blink at him before Sam grabs at her hair and shoved a pocket mirror at Tucker to poke at his eyes. Tucker blinks and hands back over the mirror, “huh, well let’s not point this out to your folks. Like seriously dude”. Sam nods and frowns, “you don’t think this’ll give Undergrowth some control over me?”, looking between the two boys, “and should we really be surprised? We already knew the stuff that happened those times wasn’t really something that just goes away. Undergrowth adopted me”, pointing at Tucker, “and your soul is still T. Duulaman’s, sceptre or no”.

Danny hums and taps his chin, “I don’t think we have to worry about being controlled. We’re not actually ghosts. We just look like them. But fair point. And not like we can really do anything about it”. The two sighing, “yeah”. Danny points at them again, “but if this does start negatively affecting you guys, like our kind of negative, then you guys are staying away from me to get this to wear off. I’ll go hide at the ClockTower Citadel if I have too”. They both roll their eyes at his typical overprotective antics but they do nod.

Tucker points at him and leans forward, “honestly, you should visit ClockWork over this, I’m not sure if this ‘aged up’ thing would count as messing with time. Especially for other people to see”. Danny hums and nods at that. Sam nods herself and gets up to flop on the bed next to him, “and maybe ask them how to fix you. Because you being stuck ghost-looking in both forms screams bad news”.

Tucker joins them on Danny’s other side as Danny replies, “yeah. As it is when I’m an adult ghost my parents are so definitely going to put the pieces together now”. Both them snort at that, pointing out that that was ridiculously obvious. Tucker smacking him, “first, you need a bigger bed. Second, it’s not like you intended to keep this from them after Highschool anyway”.

Danny snorts, “true, on both accounts”.

-

It surprisingly doesn’t take long for Danny’s folks to barge into the room. Jack presenting a little perfume-looking bottle dramatically, “it’s done! And was surprisingly easy!”.

The trio blink, Sam muttering, “huh, that never happens for us”. Making them chuckle a little as they go about getting up. Danny asking, because he has to ask, “and it’s good for me? You checked it against my stuff?”.

Maddie nods at him reassuringly right off the bat, “no worries sweetie, that’s the first thing we did”. Which he grins over as the three stand to let themselves get a good spray down. Everyone watching in fascination as their skin starts patching back to their normal human skin tones. Jack actually whispering, “that looks so cool”, and Maddie patting him on the arm.

The first thing Danny does is pat his hair, sighing over it no longer being fire. “Awesome”, and puts his hand to his throat, “huh”.

Tucker blinks at him, “you know, without the echo you actually sound kinda sexy”. Everyone looks at Tucker with disbelief; Sam smacking him over the head. Everyone starts laughing after a bit though.

Danny giving his mom a hug, which is weird with her being so much smaller than him, “thanks mom”. She leans up to ruffle his hair, looking slightly apologetic, “of course, Danny. And we’ll try to keep the volatile stuff put away from now on”. Sam and Tucker snicker knowing that won’t even last a week. Never did. Danny just laughs, “appreciated”, even if he also knew it wouldn’t last.

Jack laughs, hands on his hips, “well you kids’ make for pretty fine looking adults!”. The three all grinning at him. But that gets Maddie to tilt her head and squint at Danny. Him quirking a sharp eyebrow at her before she leans forward and sticks her fingers in his mouth, “uhhhhh”.

Jack and Maddie both blink at him, though Sam and Tucker bend over laughing. Maddie speaking up, “you have fangs still”. Danny leans back to get her fingers out of his mouth, “ah well, my contamination was bound to affect me, right?”, and rubs his tongue over his teeth. At least his tongue wasn’t still forked. That was something.

Tucker leans over and flicks his ear, “ears are pointy too”, and snickers. Danny batting away his hand.

Maddie frowns a little but nods, “yes, I guess that would make sense. Can’t say I like it though”. Jack waves her off, “oh it looks manly on him! And people intentionally get their teeth and ears pointed sometimes! Right Sam?”. Sam nods but is frankly surprised he’s waving this off. Honestly, so is Danny.

Maddie purses her lips but nods, “you do have a point”, looking to Danny, “well I guess you better get used to it. You’re stuck with it”.

Danny shrugs, “eh I’m not complaining. Didn’t even notice”, baring his teeth, “are they that noticeable though?”. Sam rolls her eyes, “yes”. While Tucker snorts, “Vlad would be jealous”.

Jack tilts his head, “Vladdie has fangs?”. All three blink at him in disbelief and speak in unison, “you didn’t notice?”. Jack shakes his head and shrugs, while Maddie taps her chin, “now that I think about it, yeah I’ve noticed. But it’s been so long that I don’t think I really notice any more”.

Sam mutters, “that tracks”, to herself. Danny rubs his neck, “ah well hopefully you’ll get used to mine then too I guess”, he seriously can’t believe his dad’s never noticed though. Vlad flashed them threateningly all the time. Or maybe Danny was just more likely to notice thanks to heightened vision and ghost instincts.

Maddie hums, “well anyway, you kids should get some rest before school tomorrow. I don’t doubt that will be a bit hectic”.

All three giving matching deadpanned, “obviously”’s. As the couple turn to leave, not without Jack patting Danny’s head excitedly though.

-

The three stare at the door for a beat. Tucker clapping Danny on the back, “I think your dad likes the height”. Sam rolling her eyes as she moves back to the bed, “only because someone’s finally taller than him”.

Danny shrugs as him and Tucker move to join her, “eh, can’t say I blame him. It’s just like how being around ghosts that are actually stronger than me makes me feel less overpowered”, squinting at them, “and no, I don’t just mean ClockWork”, which earns laughs from the two.

Sam sighs into the blankets, “you know, when you’re an adult, an actual adult ghost, ClockWork probably will be the only one”. Danny grumbles, “don't remind me”. Which she snorts at.

Tucker rolls over and watches the ceiling a little, “at least being stuck as adults will really only be weird for a few years”, fiddling with his hair a little bit, “think I should keep the dreads?”.

Danny just grunts while Sam actually answers the boy, “they suit you. Keep ‘em. Why do you think I went and gave you fake ones when you tried the whole goth thing”. Now it’s Tucker’s turn to groan, “now don’t remind me”. Making them all laugh.

“Hey, nothing could compare to Sam’s pink get-up when I un-half-died”. Sam hits Danny for that one. Sam smacking Tucker for good measure, “you’re never going to live down hitting on me”.

“More like never going to not wish you hadn’t said yes before I realised you were you”. Sam shoves him off the bed with a scowl for that one.

Danny mumbles, “sleep sleep time”, and sticks his arm over the bed to physically drag Tucker back up, “come here pillow”, and wraps his arms around both of them tightly.

Tucker chuckles, “your hands are fucking huge now. Seeing that coming for my face was mildly horrifying”. Danny just grumbles incoherently into the bed. Sam sighs, “you’re not going to let us up, are you?”.

Danny grins into the bed, “nope. You’re trapped now”. Earning fond sighs from the two as they settle in to sleep.