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[woniverse-writes]

Dancing with ENHA as their Secret-Girlfriend!Idol!Reader

summary: enha dancing with their secret significant other 

word count: 4.2k

warnings: suggestive at times, not proofread, fem reader

Lee Hee Seung: 

It was public knowledge that you and Heeseung were friends since you had trained together at one point

However it was NOT public knowledge that you two actually ended up becoming a couple after you both debuted 

With that being said, fans were overjoyed any time you were seen together, always thinking your interactions were so cute and wholesome

One day a video of the two of you pre-debut got leaked

It was a clip of a practice video of you dancing to “Bonnie & Clyde” by DEAN

The choreography was good and you both danced well, but anyone watching could tell that the two young trainees were nervous to be dancing with each other 

Fans of both groups thought the video was pure gold though since it showcased how much you’d both grown as performers, and the fact that it was another interaction between their favs

The video trended on social media for about a week or so before the chatter and excitement was redirected to a NEW dance practice video… 

which just so happened to be of you and Heeseung recreating the choreography from so many years in full

It was a well filmed, high quality performance 

The two of you had even gone the extra mile and re-recorded the song as a duet, making it a full cover

Any trace of the awkwardness from your trainees days had been nowhere to be found

You and heeseung were dripping confidence and sex appeal as you danced together

A majority of the dance was spent with the the two of you in close contact- his arms around your waist, your palms trailing down his chest, him hands tracing the outline of your body

you were practically in your own little bubble and that shit read very clearly on camera

Of course your fans went even more feral

Twitter was full of praise for your growth and everyone was saying how you and heeseung must be so much closer now than back then 

(if only they knew just how close👀)

And of course there were some smart fans (that unfortunately probably got called delusional) who could sense the thick sexual tension between the two of you

✪ ‘Y’all- there is absolutely NO WAY these two aren’t fucking😭’ ✪ ‘I genuinely feel like i’m interrupting something’ ✪ ‘Heeseung… if you’re not gonna get to work please step aside so i can have my turn with y/n’

It definitely was added to every single “top kpop moments of 20XX” video and thread

And since you’re both evil-

You each had made casual posts on sns about the process after

‘Did engene enjoy our little throwback collab?’ and the bitch posted a mirror selfie of the two of you sweaty and half dressed🧍‍♀️

Park Jong Seong:

Jay always loved watching you dance

Tbh jay loved to watch you do anything- but dancing was one of his favorites

Any time you had a comeback, he always wanted you to teach him the choreography as soon as possible- whether it was cute, sexy, or fierce- that boy was gonna learn it 

Which meant when the song actually dropped he’d be the first to make a tik tok with you every time

And of course the opposite rang true as well- 

Whenever enhypen had a comeback you were the first to learn the new choreo

The tik toks are always so cute too-

Like- that’s your man so of course you’re gonna be cute with him lmao

It’s mostly because you know he gets flustered so easily when you tease him or flirt with him in front of the other members or staff

It’s especially hectic when your comeback schedules overlap because trust their will be new tik toks every other day

You guys got especially brave when enha was promoting “bite me”...

Instead of just doing the pre-chorus together and posting that like the others, you did the whole pre-chorus AND chorus… WITH THE PARTNER WORK

If fans weren’t already going feral over the boys dancing with partners before, they definitely lost their shit at your mini collab

✪ ‘Oh my god… there’s no way this is real’ ✪ ‘Jay… your hands are a little low there buddy😅’ ✪ ‘So they just casually covered half of ‘Bite Me’ on a random Thursday? Okay cool’ ✪ ‘THE WAY JAY LOOKS AT Y/N OMFG’

It actually took fans longer than expected to realize you were filming together even when your promotional schedules didn’t lineup, so of course rumors started eventually

However it seemed like your fans were just rolling with it since your interactions were fun an cute (they’ve been praying for a collab stage between your groups since debut)

There was one time you filmed with heeseung instead of Jay and it lowkey threw everyone for a loop

Was it intentional? Absolutely not! Well- maybe slightly 

You and your members were curious to see if anyone would react- had your fans even noticed that you only ever film with Jay? (yes, they noticed it right away)

So you can imagine the comments when you posted of you and Heeseung doing the choreo for “brought the heat back”

✪ ‘Uhmmm?? What happened to your man???’ ✪ ‘Omg no mom and dad are fighting‘ ✪ ‘HEESEUNG PLZ TELL ME YOU CAN FIGHT BRO’ ✪ ‘Peace and love but where is Jay…”

Yeah… it gave y’all a good laugh 

There have also been plenty of time where you’ve posted your own little dance covers without Jay, or even just danced to his songs casually on live while jamming out, which always excited fans of both groups

Basically his fans and yours know SOMETHING is going on between you two and for some reason no one really talks about it like you’d expect them to…

Sim Jae Yun:

You and jake had been invited to be part of an end-of-the-year collab stage

It was supposed to be a fun little performance between a few different male and female idols

At the time- the only people who knew about your relationship were your groupmates, meaning it was especially hard to see each other without getting caught

However when your manager gave you the news that you’d be collaborating with a few different idols, and that your boyfriend just so happened to be one of them, your heart started to race 

You attended a meeting with your manager in which you were informed that you’d be working with Lee Isa, Kim Gaeul, Kang Minhee, Park Jisung, and of course Jake

The stage would have three parts- a section for the girls, a section for the boys, and then one where you all came together 

The overall vibe was fun and flirty, and you’d each be partnered with someone

The second the idea of “partners” was introduced, you and jake immediately made (what you thought was subtle, but was definitely not) eye-contact

The meeting wrapped up and you were immediately conversing with you were manager, trying to subtly convey how you thought it would make most sense for you and Jake to be partners 

Unbeknownst to you, Jake was doing the exact same thing

Luckily, it worked and both of your managers were able to get the two of you to be partners

You all began preparing immediately, and since some of the partner work was different for each pair you’d all broken off to learn separate bits of choreography 

You and Jake had begun working on a few different combinations, since the song decisions hadn’t been entirely finalized yet

The first one you worked on was to “Invitation” by JUNNY and Gaeko, which totally fit the vibe of the overall stage concept

Except it was maybe a bit TOO flirty (or perhaps that was just you and Jake)

You were easily able to connect and play into the each other’s artistry

Your relationship had always been full of playful energy and putting a smile on the other person’s face, so dancing together just felt like another extension of that

The choreography was intense and fast, hitting every accent and ad-lib, requiring a lot of texture and groove

but after learning the steps and running it once or twice to get the moves down it felt like second nature, especially since all your charisma and stage presence was really just you having fun with your boyfriend 

Lots of behind the scenes content was filmed and unfortunately… some got leaked to the public 

Somehow yours and jake’s first dance practice got leaked, as well as Jisung and Isa’s and the video of yours, Gaeul, and Isa’s section

This was before anything was announced to let the public know a collab was even happening so fans were shocked on so many levels

✪ ‘We’ve got (your group), enhypen, ive, nct, stayc, and cravity members doing a collab?? Where did this even come from???’ ✪ ‘Gaeul, Y/n, and Isa dancing to “greedy” by Ariana Grande was not something i knew i needed- welcome back “wow thing” collab group’ ✪ ‘Jake and Y/n look like they’re having so much fun together i love them :(‘ ✪ ‘I feel like I've never seen Jake have this much fun while dancing! You can tell he really feels comfortable dancing with Y/n’ ✪ ‘The way they look at each other, oh i feel sick’

Unfortunately after that all the songs and choreography had to be changed :/

Park Sung Hoon:

Close by Nick Jonas

As the main dancer of your group, your company loves to highlight you any chance they get

This resulted in you doing frequent dance videos, collabing with other idols in order to reach outside your normal audience and hopefully attract some new fans

Sunghoon, ever the supportive boyfriend, makes sure you tell him every time a new video is going to be released so that he can have youtube open and ready for when it drops

texts you immediately after about how talented you are and how proud he is of you for taking on the challenges of choreographing and coming up with new ways to showcase your skills as a performer

Sometimes will just randomly pull up your videos and start watching them while y’all are hanging out

You had always told him beforehand who you’d be dancing with and he never expressed being bothered by any of your idol partners-

until he realized you yourself were picking them

You were sitting in his bed one day (watching one of your recent videos lol) when he suddenly looked up at you with the saddest puppy eyes ever 

“How come you’ve never asked me to dance with you☹️”

Oh he’d be so pouty and sulky omg

You’d been expecting that question for a while honestly

“Baby I’d love to dance with you, but would your company let us?” 

sunghoon hated that you had to be logical all the time, so he just rolled over to bury his face in your stomach, and groaned in despair

(This drama queen)

He eventually just wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted his head to rest his chin on your tummy, peering up at you

“Can we ask them tomorrow…”

You couldn’t stop the affectionate giggle that left you as you played with his hair and nodded softly

The next day, you talked to your manager first- proposing your next idea

Now you see- your manager loves sunghoon, your whole staff does really

They all think the two of you are perfect together, and would honestly probably announce you were official right this second if hybe let them

So it wasn’t a problem convincing your team to let you dance with your boyfriend

Of course that wasn’t exactly the case for Sunghoon’s team

It definitely made sense why they weren’t totally onboard with the idea- being worried about dating rumors and such- but you and hoon hadn’t had a single rumor involving each other up to that point!

They eventually caved and agreed, realizing it would be a good opportunity since all the other idols you had invited so far were all known as well-respected dancers in the industry

You ended up decided on going for a more intimate and contemporary vibe than you had done so far

“Close” by Nick Jonas and Tove Lo was the song you had agreed on using, having had already talked about choreographing to this song together just for fun at some point

You had worked with a choreographer from hybe, expressing your vision and showing some of the ideas you had, and the process went extremely smooth

The dance ended up being sensual and emotional, highlighting both of your skills as contemporary dancers

A good chunk of the choreography was spent with the two of you having very little physical contact, but being so close to each other that it delivered such a feeling a yearning

However, the last chorus totally changed the vibe

You two walked backward, facing away from each other, and right as you were about to bump into each other sunghoon abruptly turned around gripping your shoulder and whirling you to face him- leading to a sequence of quick spins and paired movements, finally breaking the pattern of avoiding physical contact

And the rest of the dance spent with you two practically glued together

The performance continued with sunghoon pulling you in toward him, you running your hands up his chest and neck and landing softly on his face before pulling him down to almost meet your lips

The two of you slowly walked together to the beat of the music until sunghoon’s back was hitting the wall

It came to an end with hoon sliding down into a seated position on the floor, leaning against the wall- you sliding down in sync, landing on his lap- his face still in your hands, his hands on your hips, foreheads leaned against each other’s

The choreography was so intimate that unfortunately hybe’s fears came true

The dating rumors were instantaneous…

✪ ‘This is such an unexpected pairing but it makes so much sense’ ✪ ‘Oh! My bad y’all i’ll just- i can just- uhm- lemme just leave the room and come back later’ ✪ ‘I know y/n said this performance was gonna be a bit different from her other’s but i didn’t think THIS is what she meant😭’ ✪ ‘Soooo, is this a safe space to say I wholeheartedly believe Y/nHoon is real?’ ✪ ‘Girl Y/nHoon BETTER be real after THAT’ ✪ 'the thoughts i'm thinking... i feel like my account would get suspended if i shared them👀'

And if that wasn’t enough to get them going, there was all the behind the scenes material as well

Both your company and hybe had released behind the scenes videos of the project, except they couldn’t have been more different

While the one posted to enhypen’s channel was mostly sunghoon being interviewed and shots of him practicing individually, with the occasional partner shot or interaction between you two

Your behind the scenes video had plenty of shots of you and hoon laughing and playfully bickering together

Clips of you finishing the choreography and falling against him, with him wrapping his arms around you and swaying back and forth circulated twitter immediately 

There were plenty of other moments that had fans fawning over your relationship

Such as when you wrapped up filming and sunghoon slid his hands from your hips to fully wrap his arms around your waist and pull you down to lay on top of him on the ground

Let’s just say hybe had to release a statement pretty soon after that

Kim Seon Woo:

Sunoo and you always post together 

vlogs, lives, story posts- you name it

Most fans never really thought anything of it since a majority of the time it was just you two shopping, trying new snacks, or talking about skincare

But there was also so much content you didn’t post

Like the countless couples tik tok trends that are sitting in your drafts (his favorite is the one where you put on lipstick and accidentally smudged it, then the camera turns to him covered in lipstick kiss marks)

But there are also surprisingly a lot of random dance videos you have of the two of you 

Sometimes when you’re hanging out at one of your company’s studios you’ll just turn on a song and come up with fun random choreography 

One of Sunoo’s favorites that you guys have come up with was to “Wildflower” by 5 seconds of summer

It was sensual and flirty, but still fun and cute- and the video conveys that perfectly with how much the two of you are giggling and clinging to each other

It started off really well! Both of you were locked in, hitting the snaps and beats perfectly, your expressions nothing short of perfect and professional 

But the second it got to the chorus your smiles were overtaking your faces as you tried to stay focused on the choreography and not burst out laughing

You still danced the routine perfectly! There just came a point in the dance where neither of you could stop smiling at each other

By the final chorus you were fully teasing your giggly boyfriend by mouthing the words with an overly flirtatious expression while running your hands down his neck and chest, causing him to squeeze your waist and teasingly pull you into him making you burst out laughing, before finishing out the dance with the biggest smiles anyone has ever seen 

You both often rewatch the video and your smiles end up being almost as big as the ones you had in the video

You were sitting with Sunoo one day and asked him if it was okay to post it to your personal account, and he excitedly agreed

However- for some reason you didn’t check to make sure you were on your private account instead of your groups account before you hit post, and without realizing, uploaded your choreography to your groups official instagram with the caption ‘me and my wildflower sunny baby☀️🌺’

It was only about 15 minutes later when sunoo was scrolling through his own instagram when he turned to you panicked

“Baby… you posted it on the wrong account”

“WHAT?????”

You immediately called your manager crying and freaking out, while sunoo called jungwon trying to explain the situation 

Both your management teams came to the agreement that no one would say anything about the video unless it got severely out of hand

They thought it would be best to keep the video up to avoid suspicion, However, you did have to change the caption

Aside from the crazies, most fans were eating it up!

✪ ‘I love that they’re so comfortable with each other, this is so cute’ ✪ ‘Their smiles and giggles🥺’ ✪ ‘I feel like we never get to see sunoo’s dance abilities highlighted, so i’m honestly grateful that y/n shared this’ ✪ ‘Oh they’re so in love don’t even try to deny it’

Yang Jung Won:

You had been hinting to your fans about doing more dance content, but the last thing they expected was for a video of you and jungwon dancing to “two hands” by Tate McCrae to randomly show up on your groups youtube channel one day

The video was professionally recorded in a cool location and the two of you had on cool but comfortable outfits

Basically y’all looked cunty asf and everyone was losing their shit over it but we’ll come back to that

The choreography involved the two of you being in some sort of physical contact for almost the entire thing

And when you weren’t touching, you were face to face staring into each other’s soul

It was lowkey like you were leading the dance at times and jungwon was hypnotized by your movements (which let’s be honest, he totally was)

By the last chorus, you and your boyfriend were in full contact

Jungwon’s hands had pulled you in closely, your hands resting on his chest with his low on your back

There was a moment where you just sensually gazed into to each other’s eyes, caressing each other while you mouthed the words to the song

Jungwon leaned in closing his eyes, fully preparing to kiss you, but you teasingly turned your head back toward the camera right as your lips were about to meet, giving a flirtatious wink and smile

The turn caused jungwon’s lips to brush your neck, but the way it was captured by the camera made it hard to tell if he actually made contact with your skin

The rest of the dance consisted of one or both of you having your hands on the other without a break, never breaking the connection 

There was even a part where you had your hand on your boyfriend’s face and he followed your movement, seemingly hypnotized by your touch

Jungwon’s hands quickly found their place on your hips shortly after

The dance finished with two posing- you in front of him, reaching behind to place your hand on the back of his neck, as he placed his hands on your hips

Won gently rubbed your hip as he waited for the director to call cut, ad when they did he collapsed against you, fully wrapping his arms around your waist and tucking his face into your neck

(That cute moment was captured and posted on your instagram story after the official video dropped)

Speaking of social media…

The thing is, both you and your boyfriend are chaotic and slightly evil, so the second the video dropped y’all were refreshing twitter to see people’s reactions

✪ ‘Oh okay so they’re a thing’ ✪ ‘Yang Jungwon and L/n Y/n… WHAT IS THIS????’ ✪ ‘So like- do y’all need a third or…’ ✪ ‘HIS LIPS WERE LITERALLY ON HER NECK I’M NOT CRAZY’ ✪ ‘Need whatever they’ve got goin on real bad’ ✪ ‘Jungwon heard the lyrics “your two hands on me at all times” and took that shit literally wow’ ✪ ‘Y/n turning to look at the camera right as won is about to kiss her… GIRL MOVE IF YOU’RE NOT GONNA KISS THAT BOY’ ✪ ‘The hand placement, oh i’m so fucked’ ✪ ‘L/n Y/n the woman you are…’ ✪ ‘The way Jungwon’s movements get obviously more desperate at the end of the choreography when Y/n has her hands on his face… WALK HIM LIKE A DOG MAMA😛’

You and Jungwon were giggling and saving posts were a good two hours

Nishimura Riki:

It wasn’t unusual for you and ni-ki to hang out in a practice room and just jam, coming up with random choreography combinations for fun

It also wasn’t a secret that the two of you knew each other and hung out, but most just assumed you were friends since you had also hung out with other members of enhypen before 

However neither of you had ever posted anything together aside from mayne a couple of tik toks

So it came as a shock to his fans (and yours) when Ni-Ki went live, only for everyone to see him cozied up in one of hybe’s practice rooms with you 

The live started with the two of you laying on the floor with the phone propped up against the mirror wall at the front of the room, just chatting and giggling over random stuff (losers in love)

In fact Riki was so chatty that fans were even starting to comment on it

‘The only time Riki has stopped giggling or yapping has been to listen intently to y/n..’

‘I swear these two are so chatty together, what's going on??’

Eventually you guys started getting antsy and decided to turn on some music and jam again

It was just some ciphering back and forth for a while until “pour up” by DEAN came on and you froze and made eye contact

“Should we do it?” Ni-Ki asked in regard to the choreography the two of you had come up with to the song earlier that week

“I mean… why not?” you shrugged with a mischievous smile

“It’s a little… risky- don’t you think?” he giggled while unconsciously moving closer to you, but you just giggled in return before starting the choreography while holding eye contact

He laughed a bit in shock, watching you dance for a few more seconds before joining in

By the time the chorus arrived the two of you were locked in, facing forward again toward the camera

It seemed like pretty tame choreography at first with a slightly sensual 

Until the second verse came

You and Riki started crossing paths and interacting more within the choreography, showing off just how much chemistry you have together as dance partners

There were plenty of little moments with little flirtatious touches here and there but the connection was on full display by the last few seconds of the song, with Riki’s arm draped casually around your waist as the two of you swayed side to side

You pretended to walk off as the song ended, still feeling the vibe, but as soon as the next song started playing you screamed dramatically and fell to floor in a heap of embarrassment, leaving your boyfriend to laugh at you from behind

Ni-Ki walked past you back to the phone to check the comments and he noticed the viewer count has tripled since before you started dancing

✪ ‘They way they just casually match each others vibe like it’s nothing’ ✪ ‘So can we all agree we need more Y/n and Riki dance content??’ ✪ ‘I would 100% be asking “what are we?” after this…' ✪ ‘Y/n falling to the ground and screaming after, she’s so real’ ✪ ‘OMG LOOK AT HOW RED THEY ARE NOW AWWWW BABIES’

Neither of you could look at each other without giggling for the rest of the live

notes: hey y'all... i'm back (kinda)

[theshadowrealmitself]

Ty @phanboyo for the tag!

Rules: Make a new post and post your latest line from your WIP & tag as many people as there are words.

“Because every time you say being with me is “logical,” all I can think of is how many things I hate doing but do anyways because of logic, like being civil instead of punching jerks cause I don’t wanna spend a night in jail! I just worry…that you secretly resent being with me…”

(Oof, I am not going to be able to tag that many people but I’ll give it my best shot)

@warlock-pan-astronaut @pandorasparad0x @asterism343 @lenacraft @roundaboutnow @charmps-you-grickly @hopeful-bat @kelpeigh @zephyrwrites @dyinggirldied @ghostface3100 @daxsleftshoe @zero-way-out @chickenlover-19 @vivacia-18 @reveriewings @madametamma @magicalprofessorsludgedeputy @reckless-desire-to-live @bllbabaggins @kaisspamblog @mystic-fairy-tame @auroraborealis95 @harley-rose25 @mango-meister @candyheartdoe @ghospectr @easilydistractedandamused @ashoutinthedarkness @quetzalrofl @screamingrunawayzombie @they-meme-well (giving up here cause I’m a quitter 😭😭😭)

[d8tl55c]

y ' a l l . it took me multiple weeks to start working on a pony town skin <- real <- i made SIXTEEN other ones before the one i wanted

so now you're gonna look at them :D

behold! i bring you: disheveled TCO & rehabilitated TCO

it was a long journey to get here and every freaking detail has some personal lore about it- so if you want to see some progress shots ive chronicled them below X3

ok so 💕✨\o_🎉

the original plan was to: 0. go for a cho post-Showdown and pre-Box 1. use my existing spacescug colors (so i wouldn't get overwhelmed and stop) to create interesting gradients with the black, 2. dress them in.......... WHATEVER seemed cool at the time, and 3. have fun.

SO! i did. ~

(fun facts: the spacescug is one of the 16 skins i crafted while anxiety-ing over ava/m (sometimes ill use it to SNEAK AROUND and admire people (pls say hi lol <3 )))

features. i went with the fluffiest hair i could find, a starry mask for privacy, a comfy sweater, and my two pride and joys: firetail and transparency-skirt.

see look look it's supposed to be showing the legs on the other side of the fabric :D :D :D !!! and, if you look close, it's discreetly distracting from the big shackle i added to the left hind leg. (if you look REALLY close, you'll see i drew some grass in the "hole" of the head. this is why im so excited about this i went ALL IN ;v;;;;) (transparency-skirt ruled as a concept, but in the end it didn't make it any further through my TCOs)

okay so then i spot this character.

i instantly fell in love with the way they did their head (never before seen by me), and was inspired to refine my own work a little,,, so i would fit in more with them when we hung out.

i tore the sleeves off of the cozy sweater, added a Rocket-Brand™-lookin collar, and retired transparency-skirt.

i enjoyed this version so much i didn't change it until fall rolled around....

in which, while re-doing my whole catalog of fav skins to match the new ground color, i changed like 7 entire pixels of the design which i am not going to waste your scroll bar with. <3

now it's getting real.

one day, i needed a break from a thing and decided to dev some more accessories. i had an idea to strap down the wings with one of the feather outline colors and a Waist item, and that quickly spiraled into changing several many, many, more things.

speed round! extra features include:

firetail upgrade! ++shiny

+detail on right hind leg: scars? a tracking device maybe?

aforementioned wing restraint

right cozy sleeve ripped further to install the

Rocket™ wristband: that can't be good

hair accents match accessories and each other better

Back Mane changed for ++disheveled points

Ear accessory added for ++disheveled points

Ear type changed for more fluff back there

and as you can see i bit the bullet and tried to make an homage to my new friend's head style, and i found that these closed eyes (left) look like frowny cho-eyes. :3

AND THAT WAS AWESOME. i felt great. stylish, even. i sat there with an extra 10% deduction to needless social anxiety in my new threads.

and i thought, huh. i've made this little guy suffer, mentally and physically, for fifteen outfits now. what changes if they escape The Situation? and heal?

i pondered this for a while, but i didn't get the boost to act on it until i met this MVP.

they taught everyone on that day cool and funny pony-making tricks! and they're sweet.

from them i was inspired yet again ☝

and this time, i mixed in EVERYTHING. slowly untying the ropes, healing the scars, repairing the hair. the glasses trick that TDL taught me to get the more expressive eyes. the colors and patterning i learned from making a troodon skin (another of the 16) to re-dye the hair and add a new layer of striped pattern to the clothes. yellow with the red so it nods to TDL AND represents more fire. thE SLEEVES ripped ALL THE WAY OFF!!! YEAAAH SHUCK THAT ANGST I MADE THE MARKS BASED ON HOW YOUR CURSOR INVERTS IN WORD

WHAT IF INSTEAD OF RETURNING TO GREYS THEY START DRESSING IN LITTLE EXPLOSIONS OF COLOR •-|,=-||-•|-',=•-|"/, |'['-•-|_|<,['- [,-|'"/,/_',= '////////

and

that's it.

except for ofcourse the :V s :3333333

SO THAT'S THE STORY OF THIS

WOW, haha, thank you for coming on this journey with me. if you know more about pony town than me i am so taking suggestions- i am still learning and having a great time doing it!

TOODLES 💕

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Rule One: If the ask you are planning on sending us is in response to a post, submission, or ask already on our blog, please just reblog the original post/ask or put a reply on that thread instead of sending us a new ask.

In other words, if you are adding something to a conversation already taking place on our blog somewhere, don’t send us an ask; instead, please reblog whatever post it is to which you are contributing, leave a comment on that post, or otherwise engage with that post.

Don’t send us an ask to say, “About that one post,” or “In reply to that last ask.” Just reblog the post/ask to which you are responding.

There’s a few reasons for this rule in particular, and why this rule is so important.

Imagine, for example, that you send us an ask about BMI after we replied to another ask about it, and then someone else sends us another ask about BMI, and then another person does, and another, and another, until we have a good 50 asks in the inbox about BMI. Can you see why we might not want to post that many? Can you see why that might be stressful for us as the people who have to answer that many asks? Or how it might be annoying for our followers to see 50+ posts on the same topic all at once?

Additionally, people not following the entire conversation might miss important key parts of the conversation, and might start leaving unnecessary comments (such comments repeating things already said) or asking questions that were already answered.

This might lead to drama and fights ensuing because people didn’t see the entire conversation, and therefore don’t entirely understand what is being said.

We don’t want a bunch of fights starting that could be avoided by people having all the information available to them before they comment on a post. It’s easier for us to keep the whole conversation, especially the best parts of the conversation, in one or two posts, rather than making 50 on the same topic that are all interrelated and responding to one another.

It also clutters our inbox to get a lot of asks all at once, which might make it harder for us to get to more time sensitive or urgent asks. The more asks we have in the inbox, the more overwhelming it becomes to answer asks, and the more likely it is we will miss something important (like someone asking how to deal with an emergency) or give a poorly thought out answer because we were too tired or were rushing. This would obviously be bad for everyone involved, so we want to avoid this situation if at all possible.

Moreover, if for some reason we are only able to reply to the first 30 asks in a single sitting, the last 20 might not make as much sense when we do finally have time to respond to them because we might not remember the conversation that occured before about BMI and we might already have new conversations started.

If those 20 asks say, “In regards to that last ask,” but the last ask we posted was not related to the BMI conversation, it might be confusing for us, and confusing for our followers. These 20 asks might seem really random and unprompted, despite having actually been relevant at one time.

We as mods can’t always be sure to what post you are referring when you say “In regards to that one post,” so we can’t necessarily reply to you accurately. We might not know from where your comment is coming or what sparked it. That makes it really hard for us to keep the conversation going.

Overall, it’s just a hassle and we don’t appreciate it. So please, don’t keep sending asks when it’s not necessary to do so.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Two: If you are sending us an ask to warn us that someone we reblogged from is a TWERF/TERF, SWERF, aphobe, racist, or otherwise problematic, please be specific about what their offense is.

Don’t just say “Ew, you reblogged (insert username here)” or say “Yikes, I didn’t know (insert username here) was still relevant.” We can’t do anything with that.

You need to be clear about the specific way someone is bigoted or problematic and say it in direct terms. State clearly to us that “(Insert username here) is a TERF/racist/aphobe/[insert other type of bigot here].” We can’t know that someone is, for example, racist, if all you send us is a message that simply says, “Yikes.”

Keep in mind we verify that what you are saying is true. If you send us a false accusation or a lie, we will find out about it. If your intel on this blogger is based on a misunderstanding, we will find out about it.

We are not going to delete posts based on false accusations, half baked rumors, or shaky evidence. We will not block people based on those things, and we will not stop interacting with people based on those things. We are always going to make sure you are telling us the truth before we do anything, because it’s not fair to that blogger to help you or other people spread lies about them.

We aren’t verifying your comment because we don’t trust you or believe you; we are doing it because we do not want to be responsible for wrecking innocent people’s reputations.

We have had false accusations in our inbox before, and we don’t want to have that happen again. As such, we will not be posting accusations against someone without first checking to see if they are true, regardless of how serious the accusation may be.

We will gladly delete posts by anyone who is a bigot regardless if we agree with what they said. That is not a problem for us. We do not support bigotry of any kind, and will not endorse or support people who are problematic or dangerous.

We just need to be sure that you’re not lying or confusing the person you are talking about with someone else, which has happened more than once. We hope you can understand.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Three: If your ask is really long and requires sending three or more asks, send it as a submission instead!

Do not send us more than two asks on the same topic at a time, because that crowds our inbox and makes answering your question too difficult! (See this post for more details.)

We have had people send as many as six or seven asks in a row about the same thing, and it’s extremely frustrating and makes it harder to respond, so please don’t do that!

We can forgive people who meant to send a two-part ask, but realized as they were typing part two that their ask actually requires three parts. That’s understandable.

However, if it’s obvious to you immediately that your ask is going to be really long, please make sure you send a submission instead. It is a lot easier to respond to that way and is easier for our followers to read.

Rule Four: Tell us if you want your ask to remain anonymous, and we shall post it as such. If you forgot to press the “anonymous” button or didn’t log out before sending us something and want us to know that you don’t want it posted with your name attached, just let us know as soon as you possibly can.

Also, please make sure you let us know if you want your ask answered privately. We don’t have to post anything that you don’t want posted!

Rule Five: If your ask is an emergency, time sensitive, or otherwise needs to be answered right away, please tell us that in your ask!

State it very clearly for us so that we don’t miss it; we have had time sensitive asks before that we didn’t get to until it was too late because at first glance, they didn’t seem nearly as serious or time sensitive as they were.

Remember we have busy lives and are often unable to answer asks right away, and sometimes let things go unanswered for months; if your ask absolutely needs to be answered, you have to let us know that right away!

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Six: Do not get mad at us if we don’t answer you right away. It just means we have other things going on in our lives and can’t devote time to sitting at a computer and answering every question people have.

Remember, too, that several of the mods regularly utilize the queue. If it seems like our blog is really active on a given day, and yet no one seems to be answering you, that could mean that we aren’t actually on Tumblr and all of the posts you’re seeing were queued a while ago.

Usually, queued posts will be tagged as such, but XKit doesn’t always do this, and tagging on mobile is more difficult than tagging on the computer, so mobile posts often aren’t tagged. That means you won’t always know just by looking at it if the post was posted just now or if it was queued ages ago.

(Side note: we completely apologize for any untagged posts, or posts that are not tagged well. Please let us know if this is a problem or if we forgot to tag a trigger on a post that you really need us to tag.)

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Seven: We get many, many asks, and sometimes, we can’t keep up with them. There are a lot of reasons why this might be, and we don’t have time to go through every reason. However, we can say that we do have a solution to this problem, one about which you need to be aware.

If the inbox reaches a certain number of asks (usually 100 or more) and we’re having trouble keeping up, we’ll turn the inbox off completely. That means you will not be able to send us asks for a period of time.

Please be patient with us; we will open the inbox for you again soon. We want to get to your asks as timely as possible. but we want to make sure we answer them well. We can’t do that if we are rushing, or are overwhelmed with stress from the number of asks we have received.

(Side note: We might turn off anonymous asks, but not all asks, if we are getting to much hate mail at a particular time. If we get too many asks of a hostile nature, especially if they are anonymous, we will turn anonymous asks off until it seems safe to turn them on again. Do not make us do that; people need anonymous asks in order to talk to us and feel safe and secure while doing so. Don’t take that safety and peace of mind away from others. You shouldn’t want to be responsible for that. )

As much as we appreciate that you like what we do, we’re human. We have our feelings and our own lives. And we want to make sure we give everyone equal time and respected answers while at the same time keeping our well being in check. We want to take care of ourselves too.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Eight: Please don’t ask us anything about topics about which we aren’t experts or have no right or authority answering (topic examples: animals, physics, medical diagnoses).

We can really only answer questions about fatphobia and other forms of oppression as they apply to humans, how fatphobia is present in everyday life, etc., as well as our opinions on political or social events. Most other topics are not ones where we can give an informed opinion.

We are not doctors or veterinarians. We cannot give accurate diagnoses of you or your pets, nor can we give you information on other unrelated topics about which we don’t know.

So if you are going to ask us a question, please make sure it is something that we could actually answer. If any part of you is unsure whether we will be able to answer your question, it might be better to ask someone else.

If we can’t answer your question, we will try to direct you to someone who can, but it might be better just to not ask us something if you’re unsure we will be capable of answering accurately.

Please remember: We’re not therapists, we’re not lawyers, and we’re certainly not doctors. We’re just a group of people that like to help. We can’t know everything, and we don’t claim to know everything. So please try not to assume that we do, or expect that we can answer every single thing you might think to ask. And please remember that, since we don’t know you personally, know your medical history, etc., there is a lot that you know about yourself that we never could.

We are not here to give medical advice, professional mental help, or anything like that. Please do not come to us as if we are able to do that.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Nine: On that note, please don’t come to us demanding we “stop giving medical advice.”

The only “medical advice” we give is that people advocate for themselves, take care of their mental health, make choices that are right for them, educate themselves on the risks of commonly suggested procedures for fat people, recognize that doctors often suggest weight loss to fat patients when weight loss is not necessary, and be aware that medical fatphobia exists.

That’s it.

If you do not think people should be allowed to stand up to doctors who make them feel like they do not have their best interest in heart, if you think that doctors are flawless and never let their bigotry influence their work, if you think that fat people not trying to starve themselves or engage in risky or dangerous behaviors to lose weight is a bad thing, etc., you are on the wrong blog. Period.

We are not the problem; you are.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Ten: Please also remember not to ask us anything unrelated to fatphobia, sizeism, healthism, and the like! We don’t mind occasionally straying from that topic, but overall we are a fatphobia blog, and we want fatphobia to be our focus!

If you want to ask us an unrelated question, either ask us for our personal blogs so we can talk somewhere else, or try to find a different blog to answer your question. Social justice and feminist blogs, for example, are all over Tumblr; you don’t need to go to us for general questions about feminism, political parties, or the like.

This blog is for combatting fatphobia, for disproving fatphobic narratives, for calling attention to institutional fatphobia, for calling out diet culture and beauty culture, and for demolishing systems of oppression related to body size. That is our focus. And that is what we are going to be discussing here.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Eleven: Please remember that if we perceive your ask to be a personal attack, hate mail, or in any way cruel, violent, fatphobic, hateful, or rude, we may respond with anger or simply block you. Please be polite when you ask questions and please forgive us if we misinterpret your tone.

Is it possible we might mistake something you say as hate when it isn’t intended that way? Sure it is. We are only human, and we can only go by our own perceptions because we can’t hear your tone online and we don’t know your intentions if you don’t tell us. We will always be as kind and generous as we can be with people who are kind to us, but we are not perfect and sometimes we make mistakes. We apologize in advance.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Twelve: Regardless if we reply in a manner you find perfectly polite or not, we ask that you be understanding of our perspective and our emotions. Do not police our tone and the way we communicate with others. We have every right to be rude to people who were rude to us first.

We are kind, patient, calm, rational people, but being those things doesn’t mean we don’t get upset when others hurt or dehumanize us. And we are allowed to get upset. We are allowed to be mad. We are allowed to be uncomfortable when people treat us poorly. Even if that wasn’t their intention, even if they were “polite” about it, even if they were not overly hateful and cruel.

Being angry doesn’t make us immature, doesn’t make us pathetic, doesn’t make us childish, and doesn’t make us wrong. So please do not come to us to try to tell us we are wrong to be angry or that our anger reflects poorly on us.

If our anger towards fatphobia and health-based bigotry offends you more than fatphobia and health-based bigotry, we are not the problem. You are.

We will not tolerate being labeled unfairly or being tone policed simply for being mad that someone attacked us in our own inbox. Asks accusing us of being mean to people who sent hate mail will result in a block.

We do not owe people emotional labor, especially when they mistreat us. Be kind to us and we will be kind to you. We do not owe bullies that kindness.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Rule Thirteen: We do not tolerate sealioning, trolling, bigotry, bullying, or other bullshit. Do not expect us to “debate” you or to entertain you. It is not our job to waste our time and emotional labor on people who hate fat people, harass fat people, etc.

We don’t have endless amounts of time to spend on this Earth, and we aren’t going to spend that time on people who come to us in bad faith or who greet us with aggression, hostility, anger, or fake concern.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Finally: Please don’t feel the need to start your asks with an apology! So many of you tell us you feel bad for wasting our time or for bothering us before you send a message. We don’t need you to feel sorry for sending us a message, for taking up our time, etc.

We are more than happy to help you and to answer your questions, and it is a pleasure to do so! We love you all, and you mean so much to us! So don’t feel bad about contacting us, don’t feel guilty, and don’t worry about it!

We are happy to have you on our blog and we want to communicate with and be there for you. So there is no need to be sorry. 💖

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

All of these rules are based on our real experiences with real people. These rules aren’t random or made for no reason. So please respect each and every one. It’s very important to us as it makes our blog much more wonderful for everyone.

Also, please remember: you are allowed to address your asks to a specific moderator if you so choose. Feel free to take advantage of that.

How To Write And Format Asks:

Now that you know the general rules of our ask box, it’s time to discuss how to actually format your ask. To make the lives of everyone involved easier, please try the following procedure before you send an ask.

First: Check to see if there is an answer to your question already posted to our blog. To do this, use the search bar at the top of our blog and type in any phrase, word, or tag relevant to your question.

You can see all of our previously posted asks by searching the “ask” tag (for all asks, even ones we reblogged from others) and “asked and answered” tag (for all asks we specifically answered), go to our “resource” or “reference” tags for scientific or otherwise important information, see all of our links by searching the “link” tag, or you can search a specific keyword related to your question.

For example, if you wanted to know our opinion about the show This is Us, you could type in “This is Us” in the search bar. The results should bring up every post tagged with “This is Us,” as well as posts that mention that phrase. From there, you should be able to figure out how we feel about the show without much hassle.

The search bar method works both on mobile and on the computer, so it shouldn’t be particularly difficult. You should be able to look through our tags at any time, without much trouble.

(Note: we are discussing adding a “Frequent Tags” page that would include any common tags or important tags so that you can more easily find what you are looking for, but this has not been finalized. At any rate, pages are only available on the computer version of Tumblr, so the search bar method is probably easier.)

Second: Check to see if the information you want could be found on one of the pages on our blog. We have both a Frequently Asked Questions page and a Resource page that contains a list of useful links and references.

You can find pages on our blog on the computer, but you will not be able to access these from mobile. So please keep that in mind.

(Note: If these pages are for some reason unavailable, it means we are currently updating them and they will be available again when we are done! So if you cannot find these pages, do not be discouraged; they will become available again eventually. Please check the pages for regular updates, too, because we make changes to our pages whenever necessary.)

Third: Do not use any racist, transphobic, antisemitic, misogynistic, ableist*, or otherwise offensive/oppressive language in your ask. We are very serious about this, and we will remind you every time you violate this rule.

*If you don’t know what words are ableist or not or need alternatives to ableist language, please go here. This is especially important because many of the mods and followers are mentally ill and/or disabled in some way, so we appreciate people who don’t use language that hurts us.

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

Fourth: Make sure your question is as specific and accurate as possible. We can’t answer questions we do not understand.

If your question is not specific, clearly written, and well worded, it makes doing our job a lot harder. Please proofread your ask before you send it and try to keep it clear and concise. Thank you!

Note: this rule also applies to submissions.

For now, that’s all you need to know about sending asks! Let us know if you have any questions, or if anything was confusing for you. We are always happy to help you.

Please make sure you check out our Submissions Policy, Blog Rules, Do Not Interact List, and other important pages before attempting to interact with our blog.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and we hope you have a lovely day!

Sincerely,

The Fatphobia Busters Team

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Last Updated in February, 2019.

Dear Current and Future Followers,

Thank you for taking the time to grace our blog with your presence. We appreciate you being here.

Below are all of the guidelines for sending submissions to our blog. Please review these guidelines carefully before sending us a submission.

We want to make sure everyone’s experience on our blog is as pleasurable as possible, and having people send submissions that are upsetting, are repeats of previous questions, or are full of unnecessary/offensive language make people’s experiences on our blog less delightful.

We want to be as useful of a resource to people as possible, but we cannot do that under negative conditions. Both the way you say something and what you specifically say are important, and can make a huge difference in how we perceive your ask or how we answer it, so please be aware of that and follow these guidelines closely.

In short, we have guidelines for your benefit. So please do your best to follow them.

Most of our guidelines for submissions are exactly the same as the guidelines for our asks, so please review our Ask Policy before you send us a submission as well! This page will only focus on the guidelines that are unique to submissions, but the guidelines in both pages apply at all times. Please keep that in mind when you write your submission.

If any of the guidelines are unclear to you (for example, if you don’t understand what a specific rule is asking or aren’t sure what would qualify as breaking that rule), or if you need further elaboration on any of the guidelines, please let us know. We are more than happy to help you with this.

Thank you for making an effort to learn our guidelines, for following them, and for being so thoughtful and understanding.

Submission Guidelines:

One: If the submission you are sending is in response to a post or ask already on our blog, please do not send us a submission. Reblog the post/ask or comment on the thread instead.

You can see our Ask Policy for more details about this rule, and for an explanation of why this rule is in place.

Two: For text submissions, please keep your submission as organized and as well written as possible so we can understand it. Make sure you use paragraphs, proofread, and explain things in detail, especially if your submission is long.

We cannot respond to you if we do not understand you, so making sure we can easily read what you wrote needs to be your priority. We need to know why you are sending this submission and what your submission is trying to say. Otherwise, we won’t know how to react to it.

Three: Please do not send anything even vaguely close to NSFW if you are under 18, even if you will be 18 soon.

We are so serious about this; this is not okay with us. No exceptions.

Note: This also applies to asks.

Four: Please remember before you submit something that this is not a porn blog and that minors follow us. If you are an adult, do not submit fully nude or sexual photos of any kind, or images with sexual captions.

This blog is not meant for your sexual gratification, and it is not meant for making sexual content or finding sexual partners. Please do not attempt to use the blog that way.

This is especially important given the new Tumblr guidelines. We do not want our blog to get in trouble because of you, and we do not want to put any of our followers in danger. Please consider this before you submit something.

Five: Include your age and gender pronouns in your selfie submissions so that we can compliment you properly. This only applies to pictures of yourself; we don’t need this for other things unless you feel it is relevant or important for us to know it.

Six: Please be respectful of other people’s selfie submissions. No bullying or body shaming, no sexual harassment, no misgendering, etc.

We will block you for this. Do not do it.

Note: This applies to replies, reblogs, and asks. Please don’t send asks mocking other people’s selfie submissions, or reblog them to add mean comments in any way! Make sure you don’t tag your reblogs with anything offensive or inappropriate, either!

Seven: If you are submitting screenshots of something you want us to address, such as a post you want us to debunk, please make sure you don’t leave out any context, and try to provide us with names and sources.

Do not submit someone else’s words or images as if they were your own, do not submit art or written work without credit, etc. We will not tolerate plagiarism of any kind.

On that note, do not take screenshots of posts if you know the person who wrote it would not be okay with that. Please do not violate anyone’s boundaries here.

Also, please try to include image descriptions if you can (we understand if, for longer screenshots or a collection of many screenshots, you find that difficult), and please explain to us why you are submitting this screenshot so that we know how to respond to it. This also goes for any links you submit to us as well. Be specific, please!

Eight: If you are submitting something to let us know someone has been mocking or speaking badly about the blog or its moderators, don’t. We don’t want to hear it. We get enough drama without you bringing more to us; if people do not like us, that is their problem. Please do not make it ours.

Nine: If we are not comfortable with a submission you have sent us, do not want to deal with that submission, do not understand your submission, or do not know how to respond to your submission, it is possible we will either ignore it for a while or delete it. Please remember this as you are writing your submission.

What we are comfortable answering may change on a given day. Some days, we are more willing to argue and to debate than others. Some days, we find it easier to understand the things in our inbox and find it easier to respond to them than others. There are times when we aren’t going to be sure how to deal with things, or where we just don’t feel up to it, and we need you to understand that.

We have gotten submissions before where we honestly had no idea what was being said. We didn’t know if it was pro fat or anti fat. We didn’t know if it was asking a question or making a statement. Etc. And sometimes, those kinds of submissions are easier to deal with than others.

Basically, what I’m asking is that you be considerate when you send submissions. Consider whether or not your submission is necessary. Consider whether or not it might cause us distress or discomfort. Consider whether or not we can understand it.

And be considerate when waiting for us to post it. If we don’t post it, be understanding about that and accept it.

Note: This also applies to asks. Please remember this when sending us asks instead of submissions.

For now, that’s all you need to know about sending submissions. Let us know if you have any questions, or if anything was confusing for you. We are always happy to help you.

Please make sure you check out our Ask Policy, Blog Rules, Do Not Interact List, and other important pages before attempting to interact with our blog.

Remember: the rest of the rules for our submissions are the same as what is in our Ask Policy. You have to read that page too before sending us a submission. Just because we didn’t repeat ourselves a bunch by copying the rules from there that apply here too does not mean that you get a pass on breaking the rules.

It should be pretty obvious which rules apply to both asks and submissions, but feel free to ask us if you are not sure.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and we hope you have a lovely day!

Sincerely,

The Fatphobia Busters Team

[kassandrasdisciple]

I think I've seen posts floating around about a potential back up to Jon if he died during his markings, but I'd like to make a comprehensive post for why I firmly believe it was Oliver Banks.

Firstly, why would there be a back up? The Web isn't omniscient, their plans can be messed with and they can make mistakes, as we see with Annabelle admitting, her calling Martin in the eyepocalypse was "sloppy". The reason their plans usually don't fail however is that they make contingencies and plan things far in advance, decades if necessary, you can cut many threads of a web before it collapses.

Moving on to why I think Oliver is a prime candidate, firstly his immediate loyalty, the End, means he's not dying any time soon, it wasn't the first power to mark him (more on that later) but neither was the Eye the first to mark Jon. By being an End avatar the Web could keep him on ice for centuries, slowly adding marks, whilst using more suitable but unfortunately more perishable avatars like Jon in the mean time. Secondly the Eye and the End are both very passive, the Eye sees all but doesn't comprehend and the End knows it claims all in time, the Eye was exploited by the Web as it wouldn't act against the mother of puppets in time to stop its grand ritual as it cannot act on the knowledge it aquires, in the same vein if an End avatar was to be used I don't think the End would fight the Web, atleast not like the Desolation or the Stranger would.

The hitch here is that the Eye was comfortable to let the apocalypse slowly fizzle into a heat death scenario, whilst if the End assumed total power it might of been more aggressive, however from how it acts in the show I think it wouldn't create an apocalypse so different from the Eye, it is patient, I don't think it would gorge itself by killing everyone in the new world immediately. Most likely instead of the domains being reset it would just allow victims to die after each act, so not disastrous for the Webs plan, just scaling up the time frame.

On to the marks, going through the supporting characters, Oliver has a suspiciously high amount of marks only being beaten out by the archives crew, namely Martin. I'll make a list and explain my reasonings as I go and I'll list them in how confident in the event being a mark I am. I will note that both Jon's Slaughter mark and Vast mark were very brief and if they count I'm sure some of my less tenuous ones do too. I'll also include references when I can.

The End - the most obvious and unquestionable mark, being the one that propels him to avatarhood.

The Eye - giving a statement to Jon to awaken him from his coma, we know giving a statement makes you relive the trauma in your dreams and he says as such before his statement. (Mag 121)

The Web - in the same episode as his statement Oliver says the Web sent him, most likely compulsion as he says it's best not to fight the mother of puppets, Jon's mark was similarly him being compelled by a Web aligned Leitner. (Mag 121)

The Corruption - whilst giving her statement to Gertrude, Jane Prentiss says she worked in the same magic shop as Oliver, saying he looked at her with sadness and then once with fear, most likely the corpse roots showing him her grizzly fate, I think it's safe to say that the corpse roots, as an extension of the End, serve only to show and provoke fear in their observer, in this case Oliver, not dissimilar to Jon and taking statements. (Mag 32)

The Slaughter - similar to Jane, Oliver pops up in another subjects statement as an observer, seeing premonitions of their fate, this time it's Jennifer Ling, the victim of Grifter's bone where he asked what she was listening too, and likely saw corpse roots coming out of her ears, predicting the affects of the Slaughter. (Mag 42)

The Stranger - we're still dealing with a manifestation of the fears but this time less direct, Graham was the victim of the NotThem in Across The Street and was also Oliver's boyfriend, although they broke up just before Graham got Got. However it's unlikely Oliver never learned of Grahams demise and, once he became more immersed in the supernatural, what really happened to him, I think it's unlikely the NotThem wouldn't of orchestrated atleast a few run-ins as it loves toying with the loved ones of it's victims. (Mag 3)

The Buried - no longer dealing with confirmed supernatural manifestations however it is talked about, in both his statements I believe, that Oliver worked at the Barclay's building before cracking under the pressure and having a mental breakdown, talked about most in Dreamer. We know from Mag 129 that financial debt can invoke the Buried, and when Gerry summerizes the Buried he says it feels like the whole world is coming down on you. I think given the fact it kick-started his descent into the fears, and it's where he starts all his dreams in dreamer, the breakdown was atleast supernatural adjacent if not fully, regardless he still felt the inherent fear of the Buried even if it was mundane in nature. (Mag 11)

The Desolation - the previous entry was actually me prepping you for this leap, all of Jon's marks had a supernatural component so it's unclear if the fear being supernatural is necessary or not, I.e. interviewing a desolation avatar vs losing your home and family to a mudane house fire, the fear is the same but the supernatural is unique. I personally believe it's the fear itself that's needed, creating a specific trauma/phobia of the fear, Jon's were all supernatural just because it was a reliable way to get a specific trauma. If this holds true then Oliver's Desolation mark is easy, the Satalite impact killing not only himself but over a dozen crew and scientists, spreading the Desolation to their friends and loved ones, no bodies ever recovered or laid to rest.

That leaves us with 6 unaccounted for, when I first made this theory I thought the satalite was the Daedelus reentering earth's atmosphere, which I used to neatly cross of the Dark, the Lonely and the Vast, but not only is there no evidence to them being the same, I don't think that would mark Oliver simply because evil money sponsored the space station. The other 3, the Spiral, the Hunt and the Flesh I also have no evidence for, although if the weight of his 9 to 5 didn't class as a Buried mark, the following breakdown might be claimed as a Spiral one.

However having 8 marks still makes Oliver one of the most marked characters, only behind Martin and Jon, the antichrist and his plus one. Also Jon was going to get himself killed or expire within a century possibility, depending on if he would have to body-hop like Elias/Jonah, and so the Web had to speedrun their plan. Oliver most likely would be around for far longer so the Web could afford to take her time and mark him at a leisurely pace, as a back up to Jon if that plan failed.

I hope you have all enjoyed this meandering mess, the word Mark has truly lost all meaning to me at this point, I do think I'm on the right track however as the Web wouldn't put all her eggs in one sac as it were, the only other candidate being Martin, though thinking about it he also had heavy Web ties as well.... a theory for another day. Thank you for reading and stay scared.

[0dotexe]

My personal Turing test for if those art advice threads are useful or not:

A post/thread isn't useful if:

1. If the poster is from a big city (usually either New York or Los Angeles) then their advice only works in that area or surrounding cities. Bonus points if they tell you to move to these cities, as if anyone can just do that.

2. They ignore the issue that people don't have the same opportunities as them and instead say something to the effect of "Just work harder and network! It's easy!"

3. Talks more about the business side of things instead of the venues you should be going to/looking for.

4. Completely ignores the fact that modern social media is a hell scape and that the art market is sadly over saturated. Thinks everyone can make it and doesn't admit luck is a factor.

5. They (sneakily) refuse to help smaller artists. When asked why, they say something to the effect of, "You want me to lose MY clients?"

6. They have 10k or more followers on any social media platform. | I call this the 1% of 10% rule. Take your follower count, take 10% of that, then take the 10% number and take 1% of that. If your percent is below 10 the advice isn't going to work or is going to be unsustainable. You need at minimum 5k followers to even get people to be interested in buying your work, let alone have a reliable client base.

7. Saying "know your audience" when people may have none or a very small one. Especially if your style or interests are niche.

The advice is useful if:

1. They encourage you to look into local venues (e.g. Art fairs, cons, non-profit museums) and keep up with what's going on in the online sphere or your respective fandom space. (e.g. Zines, multi animation projects, art fights, monthly challenges, etc.)

2. They say something to the effect of "this is what works/worked for me, but for you it may be different"

3. If they do have a huge following, they do art shares/reblog smaller artists often. They don't see their coworkers as competition.

4. They admit they got to where they are by sheer luck, networking with the right people, and/or location.

5. They take into consideration that people from developing countries are less advantaged as they are. Bonus points if they commission/purchase work from them.

6. Admit that regardless of the social media platform, everywhere feels hard to get a foothold on because of multiple factors. The main ones being an algorithm that seems to like hiding the people you follow for seemingly no reason, and that you either need a lot of luck or a recognizable art style that people are going to flock to.

7. Encourage others to make things at your own pace instead of churning out shoddy work. A great example is posting wips or simple sketches (preferably at a low quality and with a glaze filter or watermark on to deter AI scraping)

8. Have people ask themselves the question on whether or not they want to make their art a career or a hobby. Sometimes people are pushed to do a career when it would be more beneficial to them to keep it as a hobby instead.

I'm sure there's much, much more that could be added, but that's all I can think of at the moment.

[dreamlandgirlie]

nobody asked nor cares but here is a long post about specific lyrics from songs in my baseball playlist that are the entire reason they were added to said playlist

( this is mostly for @lalaloobzy bc we were talking about it )

“ i’ve spending the last eight months thinking all love ever does is break, and burn, and end. ”

“ oh my god, i gave my best but for three whole years to end like this. ”

“ you said that i changed, well maybe i did. but even if i did change, what’s wrong with it? ”

“ they say she was seen on occasion, pacing the rocks, staring out at the midnight sea. ”

“ there’s no morning glory, it was war, it wasn’t fair.” “ how many times can i break till i shatter? ”

“ i’d give you my sunshine, give you my best, but the rain is always gonna come if you’re standing with me.” // “ our coming of age has come and gone. suddenly the summer, it’s clear. i never had the courage of my convictions, as long as danger is near. ”

“ but when you’re broke and down, and no one else is around, you’ll come back running back to this town. ”

“ all i know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life. ”

“ they might be bigger, but we’re faster and never scared. ”

“ back then, we didn’t know we were built to fall apart. we broke the status quo, than we broke each other’s hearts. ”

“ well, everyone i know has got a reason to say ‘put the past away.’ wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend. ”

“ i pull at every thread, trying to solve the puzzles in his head. live my life scared to death, he’ll decide to leave instead. ”

“ you know i left a part of me back in new york. you knew the hero died, so what’s the movie for? ” // “ you knew you won, so what’s the point of keeping score? ”

“ the lord, in his kindness, he gives me what you always wanted. he gives me more time. ”

“ when you aim at the devil, make sure you don’t miss. ”

[yoongsisbae]

2022 End of the Year Recap

rules: post the top 5 works you're most proud of that you released in 2022 (not necessarily your most popular), your top 4 current WIPs that you're excited to release in the new year, your top 3 biggest improvements in your writing over the past year, your top 2 resolutions (ways you wish to improve your writing/blog) for the new year, and your number 1 favorite line you've written this year!

thank you for tagging me lovelies @amethystwritesbts 💕 and @e-cm 💗

Top five works I’m most proud of

The Woman with the Black Cat on Her Shoulder: I needed to write it and I am so sad/happy/emotional so many readers resonated with it 💗

Handshakes of a Lifetime Chapter 9: I am proud I got through that chapter dealing with so many characters at the same time 😅 like once I realized...oh no there are actually fifteen different characters and even more relationships it felt like a clown car in my head, but somehow I made it through! And it was a good chapter, at least I like to think so 😊

Christmas with a Vampire: no one else seems to like it but I LOVE this story, okay! I love vampire Tae and Jin, I love the way the world is laid out in my head, I love cyber punk stories AND vampire stories. I love the moodtm (I was so obviously depressed when I wrote it lol cries), I love how in the future everyone* ahem human* is vegetarian 😋 I love it all! Perhaps because I can see a bigger story and it's living rent free in my head lol but I'm proud I got it out and finally finished my x-mas series, very proud I finished something for once lol cries again

Day Dream: omg making sure all the threads of the story were 'woven' together correctly and made sense to readers and not just me lol, also the story itself referenced a lot of shit...life and dreams and some of my fav fics as well 😃 it was really fun to write and I'm proud how it all came together in a beautiful tapestry...of insanity 😂

BTS as Kisses: I love poetry and I should write more of it...and I'm planning to! Proud it was well received. I live for the "cute" comments 😆

Top four WIPS I’m excited for

Bon Voyage, I just love that world 🥺 and I'm excited to make readers a n g r y 😅😅 (don't blame me tho! blame Tae!)

The Snap, I wanted to read a marvel-bts crossover foreverrrr, so just gonna have to write myself one instead. I'm excited 😝

Run Run Run, because I always have fun writing it and I need some laughter in my life....cries 🙃

And HOAL, yes it's still happening, I have not forgotten about it! I appreciate your comments still, like @illnevertrustmyselfagain yes to everything you said, you "get" it 🥺, @myspi2010 too, I ask myself the same things when writing lol, my readers are the smartest and I love it 🥺😭

Top three improvements in my writing

I feel like I have gotten better in some aspects and worse in others lol. Pacing and endings are the things I want to improve on. It was fun messing with both in my story Day Dream, even added an alternate ending 😉

As I was rereading HOAL and BV:ITS I noticed my sentences are more punchy and concise, now my flow portrays that better even if I get more descriptive. I can't decide if that makes a better reading experience or not, but sometimes I do want to go back and rewrite the first chapters of those stories, so perhaps that is considered improvement? lol idk!

THIS IS HARD. um I definitely can say I never could have written stories like The Woman with the Black Cat on Her Shoulder and You Asked for Help, He Asked Your Name when I first started, there's so much to those stories that is even hard for me to explain properly, my readers do a better job at it for me 😅 I think their reviews/comments make the stories so much better, so thank you dear readers for helping me to improve myself 💕

Two resolutions for my writing/this blog for ‘23

Somehow get onto one of those author collaboration event story things...wanted to be a part of one since I first opened this blog 🥺...even though I am too scared to ask and am not part of any community, I still believe somehow it will happen 😅 lol

find a way to write all the stories I want and not die of exhaustion in the process cries...writing gods please come visit me in 2023 🙏🏽

Favorite line I’ve written this year

This was so hard to choose! I think probably this line from my Fairy AU You Asked for Help, He Asked Your Name because it feels like energy is transferring into my bones every time I read it, "You gripped it tighter, it was real, it was your freedom in the palm of your hand. It made you cry, made you angry, made you happy, made you stand up." But also there is a really good line in The Flower Bridge that came in close second...should I share it? Is that cheating? 😅 think readers should find it for themselves maybe? 😋

Tagging: @daydreamer-writing @justanotherstarlightmonger @trifoliumrex @jimilter @aris-ink @park-jimin-isnt-real @jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue @bangtangalicious @smasmashie and whoever hasn't done it yet, 2022 is not yet over!

[a-captions-blog]

[Image descriptions: 1. Tweet by Hanzhong Wang @ww123td that says, ‘Great job @wacom for using AI generated image for your latest marketing campaign. For a company built on the visual arts industry this ad feels akin to shooting yourself in the foot. Doubly disheartening as a Chinese seeing the dragon used in this way.’ Attached to the Tweet is a Wacom ad that says, ‘A New Wacom For the New Year’ and shows an eastern style dragon posed next to smaller representations of various Wacom tablets, two of which have dragon drawings on them. The tip of a pen comes in from the right. 2. Tweet by Art-Eater @Richmond_Lee that says, ‘2024 is gonna be a nightmare when it comes to news and media. You can no longer trust anything that you see. This isnt just some novel fun tech. It is a scammer’s dream. It’s already being used to screw people over in real life. And everyone is embracing it because of FOMO.’ Attached is a headline that reads, ‘A father is warning others about a new AI “family emergency scam.”’ The snippet reads, ‘Philadelphia attorney Gary Schildhorn received a call from who he believed was his son, saying that he needed money to post bail follownig a car crash. Mr Schildhorn later found out that he nearly fell victim to scammers using AI to clone his son’s voice, reports Andrea Blanco.’ 3. Tweet by RJ Palmer @arvalis that says, ‘So WotC didn’t just make one AI promotional image after promising to stand with human artists, they uh, made a lot. Not great.’ This quotes a Tweet by MarcoMaps Bernardini @MarcoMA4PS that says, ‘I guess the whole ad campaign was made with A/I generated imagery, then retouched to give it a semblance of man-made craft.’ Attached are screenshots of three art pieces. Two are close-ups of various Magic cards displayed on a shelf, and the third is a wider view showing a window with a city view in the background. Cut-off text on this says, ‘Ravnica, comprese le schockland, I Cancelli delle Gilde e i tuoi personaggi preferiti…’ 4. Tweet by Thorsten Denk @thorsten_denk [verified] that says, ‘Apex Legends/EA using AI instead of paying artists for their promo art is just depressing. Pandora’s box has truly been opened and it feels to me like we’ve collectively decided to devalue the human soul for profit. #ApexLegends.’ Attached are two photos of Apex Legends art with red circles showing strange parts that give the art away as AI-generated. 5. and 6. Tweet thread by Magic: The Gathering @wizards_magic that reads: Well, we made a mistake earlier when we said that a marketing image we posted was not created using AI. Read on for more. (1/5) As you, our diligent community pointed out, it looks like some AI components that are now popping up in industry standard tools like Photoshop crept into our marketing creative, even if a human did the work to create the overall image. (2/5) While the art came from a vendor, it’s on us to make sure that we are living up to our promise to support the amazing human ingenuity that makes Magic great. (3/5) We already made clear that we require artists, writers, and creatives contributing to the Magic TCG to refrain from using AI generative tools to create final Magic products. (4/5) Now we’re evaluating how we work with vendors on creative beyond our products – like these marketing images – to make sure that we are living up to those values. (5/5). \End descriptions]

we’re really out here living in an AI dystopian hellscape and this shit has just begun… the future is grim…

[limneticvillains]

Part 2 of 4 of: The Kiffie Bullyshit Saga Continues

In part one I introduced you to Kiffie, the man, the legend, the most prolific musician that has ever been (Self proclaimed of course). Now, here's the thing, before we get into the nutty nitty gritty of what happened to me after he started telling people that I'm a massive evil bully, I wish to state for the record that I don't hate Kiffie, in fact I encourage everyone to listen to his music. I think there's nothing more embarrassing for the guy than giving him what he craves, attention and an audience for his terrible shoddy works. Listen to his trite lyrics, experience the bad production and the woeful lyrics for yourself. Make your own mind up. I have never once told anybody not to listen to or play his music. I've never tried to have radio hosts not play him.

Let's get into it...

Here is Kiffie sending an out of the blue message to the manager of a band I was friendly with at the time. Nice guy, I've been meaning to reconnect with him. This message was sent after the first time I was suspended from Twitter. Nobody had pointed a finger at Kiffie at this point, but seemingly he pointed one at himself. This wasn't helped much because not long before the second suspension (both on Bandcamp Fridays) I received this from one of Kiffie's then pals...

Hmmm... Now combine this with the fact that after both suspensions I saw posts from himself and a few of his buddies in threads that I deserved these suspensions, and hang on a minute... Well, I don't think it takes a detective to work out what was going on here.

While slightly annoying, it's only social media right, who cares, but the thing that annoyed me was, at the time I was raising money for cancer research with my music, usually 70-100 euro a month, not very much but it was for a good cause and it adds up. Well, I was suspended the second time for 3 months. Oddly, both times were Bandcamp Fridays, and even more weird, the second time, in April of 2022, Kiffie brought out his own charity Bandcamp project, what a coincidence!

I decided to make in the space of about half an hour, a SoundCloud page and 4 shit songs in Kiffie's own style, I called it Piffy and it was my response to the utter stupidity of having this sad bloke go around and tell people to report me for nothing at all, I added some of the same people that followed Kiffie and within less than a day he was raging about it, telling his followers not to follow the page, that it was all the work of a massive troll bully.

I honestly thought it might make the guy stop his antics and consider sodding off, but instead it inflamed him, I started work on a side project, Vampire Tree and had a new Twitter account, he found that new Twitter account within the space of a day too. Impressive stuff. It was around the same time he started getting angry with random people and began accusing them of being me. This became a theme going forward. At first these accounts he called out were seemingly random and he just called them weird or creepy if he was blocked but then he just openly started saying I was these people.

Hmmm... Normal stuff.

I decided to send him an email via Bandcamp. At this point Kiffie was going about spewing angry at the parody songs, saying he had a 12 page PDF of all the abuse I had apparently sent him and that he was going to the police. I had done nothing but say the guy had a massive ego and blocked him, and put out some parody songs in his style that were so on point that he was going nuts. Not exactly me bullying him, I mean, I was the one with a twice suspended Twitter account and evidence he had told people to report me, even though I'd done nothing...

He responded denying any wrongdoing and asked me if I wanted to collab! I was floored. The egotistical balls on him. He blamed middle men, meddlers, others. I told him to shove it, I said his music was piss, I said I thought he should be reported to his school and shouldn't be incharge of teaching children, that he was obviously unbalanced. Again I thought, hey this will be the end of it, I gave him a chance to say sorry and maybe some strong words might get him to f off, no. Didn't work. Made it worse. Now he added to his rants that he had been sent threats and abuse. This guy...

Enter Mike1inFive, a small record label owner that decided Kiffie was correct to rant about me and that I was obviously in the wrong, the parody music on soundcloud (which I deleted after like 4 days) was too on the nose, I was an evil bully boy.

Mike decided he would aid Kiffie by making up lies about me stealing money from charity. He retracted this lie, as soon as I showed him proof and did a little weasel like sorry, before eventually pissing off and calling me autistic for no reason, and joining in on random threads accusing me of random shit he decided had to be me. He also said he had my personal details, including my address.

He said I was paranoid about Kiffie going after me and then said that he was emailed with my full name and address so I asked him what my address was and my full name... What the actual fuck was happening here...? Apparently it was all my drama, I was the problem. Now I will admit that while Mike was backing up Kiffie's insane rants I did criticise Mikes shitty music awards, that was my response, Mike ran some sort of music community of rather shoddy musicians on Twitter and they all gave one another pats on the back and called each other award winning artists in their profiles, lovely stuff. I don't regret criticising his shit award thing, honestly these people are filth after all they spewed about me, and I was right, shoddy awards, shoddy record label minus a couple of artists and really totally stupid idiots in the Kiffie circles.

Eventually... Would you believe it, we actually came to an agreement, common ground. Even Mike admitted Kiffie has a massive ego, he said sorry for baiting me into a conversation with him and going around telling people lies about my charity work, which I was still annoyed about, because it's a fucking criminal accusation he just casually spewed out to his 16k followers... I reluctantly said sorry for criticising his shitty award thing, which is total piss by the way, I retract the sorry, load of wank those awards. Mike and Kiffie had also been telling radio show hosts not to play my music, weirdly Mike refused to apologise on that matter, but I thought fuck it, let it go... Maybe we can sort this all out and move on... Then he tried to pin everything on the Art Block guy who sent me the first screenshot telling me Kiffie was asking people to report my account for nothing...

I'm going to have to turn this into a 4 part thing...

But anyway, so far, we are still on the first year of the Bullyshit Kiffie drama, I'm going to have to fly through the next year, there's so much of this stuff...

Right so, Kiffie and Mike apparently had my address, that was pretty wild. I decided to find their info out, I mean I'm going to do everything I can to protect myself from these weird bastards, it wasn't very hard. All their info was in the public domain, Kiffies family home address and phone numbers were just out there on the internet connected to a folk band his parents had, which I thought was really stupid, I'm nice enough that without revealing any of this information I informed him to fix that. Instead he went about saying I was threatening his elderly parents, why on Earth would I do that, haven't they suffered enough with the Almighty Kiffie as their son? Give them a break, I've no interest in threatening anyone. You tell a guy you've got all his personal details, what do you want, I did some basic digging. 192.com lists Kiffies info, it's not illegal to do research online, especially when you're considering reporting people to the authorities for harassment, stalking and other madness, like making up criminal accusations, such as threats to the welfare of elderly people and charity fraud... Pretty serious things to be throwing around Kiffie gang...

In part 3 I'll show you how I talked this out with Kiffie himself, how I reached out to the guy and tried to stop it all, and how he ignored me and went back to randomly ranting about me, until I had to report him to the police.

Stay tuned!

-Limnetic Villains

[cabinofimagines]

annabwth being jealous over reader?!?!?!

I was going to post this during June for pride month but we need content for her birthday so here it is -Danny

I’m looking (respectfully) —Annabeth Chase xGN!Reader

Annabeth pulls her cap lower to make it harder for others to notice her glare. She is staring, and will only stop once she gets her hands on that trashy idiot that’s been blatantly flirting with you for the past hour.

Everyone knows Annabeth is the jealous type, there’s no discussion there and she knows it. She’s very particular about her things, and she’s extremely protective over her friends— especially you.

You, her significant other for the past four years, ever since you guys were teenagers. High school sweethearts turned into partners for life, Annabeth is smitten, and she is about to break some rando’s nose.

Across the room you feel her stare and grimace slightly, trying to play it cool with the person that’s currently trying their best to impress you. You’re not sure why you haven’t stopped this stranger from making a move, but perhaps it has to do with the fact that they’re not exactly being direct about it.

If they’d been, you would’ve been able to say ‘No, sorry! I have a girlfriend!’ but since they haven’t said or done anything too forward, you’re just standing there like an idiot hoping Annabeth gets a hold of herself before she ends up murdering a classmate.

“Oh, you finished your drink,” The unknown flirt points at your empty cup. “Let me get you a new one...”

You seize the opportunity like your life depends on it —it’s their life that’s hanging on a thread, more like— and you step back, smiling politely.

“Don’t worry, I should go back to my girlfriend already, I’ve kept her waiting long enough and we were about to leave the party anyway...”

“Oh,” The person blinks and looks around, they seem a bit lost. “Sure. Sorry, I didn’t know you were leaving, I hope your girlfriend doesn’t get upset about keeping her waiting.”

“It’s fine,” You assure them. “She’s over there waiting for me, I guess she saw us talking and thought you were a friend of mine so she’s waiting for us to finish here.”

Annabeth’s deep, calculating eyes stare at you from the entrance and even though she’s not scowling, you can feel her impatience. The guy in front of you gulps and steps a little further away, waving at the blonde shortly.

“Well, it was nice meeting you anyway,” They say quietly. “See you...”

“Have a good night!” You reply in a light tone, hoping that makes them feel less idiotic.

When you finally make your way to Annabeth, a little smile makes its way to your features and causes your girlfriend’s frown to deepen.

“You know, if you weren’t such a hermit you would be having more fun at parties— instead of just scaring everyone away with those eyes,” Your hand moves up to gently rub Annabeth’s brow.

While your thumb moves across her forehead, she scoffs a little.

“No one interesting ever comes to these except you.”

“That’s sweet,” You kiss her briefly before adding, “and straight-up bullshit.”

Annabeth finally smiles, though it’s short and really not as pretty as her usual grins.

“Sorry, I know I’m being a party pooper...”

“Meh, you’ll grow out of it, I’m sure,” You shrug, brushing a few strands of hair away from her face. “Once we’re married so you feel sure no one’s going to steal me away, most likely.”

Annabeth pokes your ribs and you laugh, squirming away from reach.

“I promise I’ll stop glaring at every person that is remotely flirty towards you... well no, I promise I won’t kill them. That good enough?”

“Sufficient.”

“Can we go back to my dorm, then?”

“I sure hope you’re not planning to keep me in there while you do homework,” You frown. “Then you’d be a real party pooper.”

“Nah, we’re going to cuddle,” She wraps her arm around your shoulders and walks you out of the house. “And maybe I’ll do homework once you fall asleep.”

[katyasrussianaccent]

you're so golden (corpse x reader)

Summary: You're a faceless youtuber that sings cover songs. What happens when a certain faceless streamer slides into your DMs after you cover one of his songs?

Author's Note: Don't hate me! This was gonna be a cute chapter but then I decided against that. Credit to @moontwinkles for the spilling scene idea. Let me know what you think!

Masterlist

The sound of your alarm wakes you from your slumber with a suddenness. Bleary-eyed, you roll over to turn it off, letting out a small sigh as your body and brain start to awaken. You’re going to meet Corpse. You’re going to meet Corpse. It bares repeating in your mind; the prospect still not quite registering.

You haven’t had the greatest sleep, your mind racing most of the night; skittish little thoughts that had you tapping your toes on the mattress in agitation as you struggled to turn them off. Sunlight streams through the cracks in your blinds, a warm glow painted in stripes on your wall. It was going to be a good day, tiredness be damned.

You get up, stretching your arms out as wide as possible and relishing in the relief as your muscles unclench themselves. There’s a little spring in your step as you walk to the bathroom, to wash your face and brush your teeth. You aren’t nervous as you pick out your favourite outfit, instead you feel excited. It’s funny how little scraps of fabric and thread can impact your mood so much, but you smile at your reflection, the feeling of confidence is nice, albeit rare.

The rumbling in your stomach signals that you need to eat something before you leave. Nothing too fancy, just some toast and a glass of juice. You can feel the nerves start to grow a little, the food sits heavy on your tongue, forcing you to swallow it. You grab your phone, scrolling as you chew. You go onto Corpse’s twitter, smiling at the picture he’s posted.

Out of curiosity, you go onto his likes. You always find his likes interesting; the random things he’s added gives you more of an insight to his thoughts and feelings. You chew the inside of your cheek as you scroll down past girls with perfect skin and bodies; your previous confidence now feels a little misplaced.

Deciding against letting it ruin your mood, you close the tab and go to grab your bag before locking your door and heading to your car. You text Rae to let her know you’re leaving and she replies almost immediately to wish you luck. Sitting in front of the steering wheel, you exhale as you start the engine and begin to drive. This was really happening. When Corpse had asked to meet, you were shocked. While you had discussed it, you had been under the assumption it would be a while before it happened. You just hope you don’t make an idiot of yourself; a tendency you had when you were nervous.

While you love the city, there’s something about driving on the open road. No noise, just the sound of tires on concrete. The scenery remains the same; nothing but trees and the occasional house far in the horizon. You’re meeting him in Santa Barbara; a place you’ve been to once in your life, so it might as well be brand new. It’s halfway between both of you, and while it’s still a few hours drive, you’ve got good music and some sunshine to keep you happy.

The drive flies in and before you know it, you’ve arrived. You’re meeting at a cafe that sells bubble tea; it was Corpse’s recommendation. It’s a charming little place, with white table and chairs on a cobbled patio area. The building itself is white brick, plant pots decorate the window sills and there’s a small crowd of people waiting in line. You turn off the engine, and grab the perfume out your bag, the smell of peaches invading your nostrils. With one last look at yourself, you exit your car and make your way to the cafe.

You’re not sure how you’ll find him, being faceless and all. A quick scan of the people around you, your eyes zero in on a figure dressed all in black, leaning against a wall that’s slightly in the shade. There’s butterflies in your stomach as you look at him from afar, your feet apparently unable to move on their own accord. He stands out amongst the brightly coloured outfits of everyone else, and you can see the sun glint against the chains on his jeans.

“Hi,” you greet, your hand going up to half-wave at him. He’s handsome; pale skin and cheekbones that disappear under the fabric of his mask. A mop of black curls are atop his head, falling out in different directions, and he brushes one off his forehead as he looks at you.

“Hey,” he replies and you smile a little. There’s a thick fog of awkwardness between you as you both take each other in, though trying not to look so obvious about it. You feel under scrutiny as his eyes move over you, and you meet his gaze before you both look down at the ground, a faint blush on your cheeks.

“How was the drive?,” you ask at the same time he does, causing you both to laugh. “Oh. Uh yeah it was good, thanks, how was yours?”

“Yeah it was good,” he replies, his eyes still on the ground.

“That’s good.”

“Yeah.”

You scream internally as your eyes dart around, looking for something, anything to break this awkwardness. It shouldn’t be like this, you have such great chemistry on the phone and online, but there’s nothing right now. Is it you? There’s a niggling in your brain that says he was fine until now; until he saw you.

“We could go, uh, into the cafe? Get some food?” he suggests, breaking you from your self deprecating thoughts. You nod and you follow him to the door. He opens it and you dodge out the way as it narrowly escapes hitting you in the face. Corpse mutters an apology as he walks in, his eyes glued to the ground.

You order together; you get yourself a boba tea and a burger and Corpse does the same. He pays without saying anything to you, and while the day’s isn’t going quite as you pictured, the gesture makes your cheeks warm. You desperately hope it gets better. Maybe you’ve misread the situation and the chemistry you felt you had was just friendship on his part. Friends flirt all the time, and it doesn’t have to mean anything.

Your food arrives and you sit in relative silence as you eat. The times you do speak is stilted, full of one word answers and obvious observations. You go to reach for your boba as Corpse goes to grab salt, and the movement of his hand plus the crampedness of the table pushes your own hand back towards you, knocking the cup all over your neck and chest. Corpse shoots up in a speed that shouldn’t be human, his hand full of napkins as he comes towards you. The liquid is cold against your skin, and you look down to see your outfit now ruined, the fabric sticking to you in wet patches.

“I’m such a fucking idiot, I’m so sorry,” Corpse says, his tone panicky as he dabs at your neck. He continues to dab, his hands pressing at the neckline of your top and if this was another time, you’d feel all fluttery at his hands on your skin. But it’s not, you’re uncomfortable and the day has sucked so far and all you want to do is go home. He discards the napkin onto the table and grabs another, his fingers warm against your collarbone as he presses the tissue. He doesn’t realise that he’s travelling downwards to your chest before he presses once, twice, before retracting his hand back like he’s been burned, the napkin falling to the floor. “Uh fuck, sorry, I didn’t realise I - “

“It’s fine,” you reassure him. “I’ve always wanted apple scented boobs, guess I can check that off my bucket list.” It’s a failed joke but humour is a defence mechanism for you, even if it’s not very funny. Corpse widens his eyes a little, his gaze fixed on the napkin that’s on the floor.

He hands you some more napkins and you clean up a little more. Your skin feels sticky, and you smell of artificial apple; but the apple isn’t sweet, it’s bitter and slightly unpleasant.

“Uh, I should probably go home and get a shower, I feel like I fell into a vat of sugar,” you say, standing up and grabbing your bag.

“Oh, yeah, I’m so fucking sorry, I’m so clumsy,” Corpse replies. You can tell he feels awful, and while you sympathise, he’s not the one that’s just had almost a full cup of boba spilled on him.

You shake your head, “It’s fine, really. I just feel really gross. Don’t worry about it.” You smile in what you hope comes across as reassurance.

“Let me walk you back to your car,” he says. You nod and walk out together in silence; something you had gotten used to throughout the day.

“Have a safe drive back,” you say as you get to your car.

“I will. Let me know when you get home?” he asks, and you nod.

“Shall do. Goodbye Corpse,” you say, opening the door and waving at him through the window. He waves back and you watch him through the rearview mirror as he disappears out of sight. You feel like an idiot for believing this was going to be good, like you ever had a chance with him. You’d been saying it since the start; that it wouldn’t work, you had nothing in common, nothing to talk about. And you were right. Sometimes you hated being right.

You turn the engine on and sit there for a second, your head pressing against the steering wheel. What a waste of time this was. Grabbing your phone, you tweet quickly.

“Oh well, let’s go wallow in self pity,” you whisper before driving off.

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[bvckys-doll]

Let me take care of you

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female!reader

Word count: 2.7k

Summary: Bucky broke up with (Y/N) a month ago and she still doesn’t know why. When she decides to visit the HQ for the first time after their break up to get the rest of her stuff, the whole team is out on a mission. (Y/N) is not prepared to meet her ex soon after her arrival. Heavily injured.

Warnings: bloody wound. (Y/N) needs to stitch him up. Blood, duh. Angsty fic with a happy ending!

Author’s note: This one-shot sat in my Bucky folder for too long so now I finally got the chance to post it. Italics is the past. I hope you like it and might leave a comment in the reply section! PLEASE! Take care of yourself, stay safe and healthy! Cosplay the Winter Soldier and PUT ON A FCKING MASK!

You can find my main masterlist here!

It was a strange feeling to walk through the hallways of the headquarters without being able to call it her home. Bucky and (Y/N) had broken off their relationship a month ago and it was still hard to process everything. Normally she wouldn’t be so tense and would walk down the hallway without a bad feeling, but the bad feeling was omnipresent.

After more than a year of their relationship, it was Bucky’s decision to end it. It had happened out of the blue, but he thought it was for the best, as the missions were getting harder and harder each time and Barnes knew that (Y/N) was worried sick.

He had often come home in the evening and found her still awake on the couch. She could not sleep if she knew that the rest of the team was on a risky mission that she could not or was not allowed to participate in.

Bucky loved (Y/N). He still knew that. Yet he had never said it out loud. Bucky knew after the first three months of their relationship that he loved her, but he was too much of a coward to tell (Y/N) the truth. What if she turned him down? What if she thought they were moving to fast? So, Bucky kept it that way and tried to show her his affection in different ways.

But in the end, the former Winter Soldier knew he could no longer keep it from her. So, James chose the simplest method: to let her go. Of course, he knew from the start that (Y/N) wouldn’t just leave. After a year of dating, she wouldn’t just leave if Bucky told her to. She would ask questions, probably cry, and beg him to try again. There was only one option: he would have to break her heart.

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With a broad smile on her lips, (Y/N) opened the door to her room, while trying not to drop the plate of the fresh cookies she had baked and brought with her.

“Baby, you’re not gonna believe what Sam just said. ” (Y/N) chuckled and put the plate on the coffee table next to the couch when Bucky came out of the bathroom. Before she could speak up again, she paused, and her eyes widened. His eyes were swollen and red. He must have cried. A lot.

“James, what’s going on?” (Y/N) approached him and put her hands on his cheeks. Meanwhile Bucky was clenching his hands in fists to prevent himself from pulling (Y/N) close. The next words that passed his lips would not only break her heart, but also him.

“I want you to go.”

“W-what? I don’t understand. Shall I go down to the living room and leave you alone?” (Y/N) tried to make sense of his words. Another tear ran down Bucky’s cheek. Immediately she wiped it away and watched him anxiously. Slowly, he grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands from his face, whereupon (Y/N) looked at him completely disillusioned.

“I can’t be with you anymore. We are too different” James replied and stepped past her as (Y/N) froze at her place. She couldn’t quite believe what he had just said. Before she could say another word, he continued and pulled the final straw “I don’t love you…and I never loved you. This...was all just a pastime for me to feel a little better after everything that’s happened to me.”

Her back was still turned to him as Bucky saw how (Y/N) now clenched her hands into fists as well and a sob escaped her lips. How he would have loved to take her in his arms. Tell her it was all a lie to protect her. But he didn't. He stood firm and left it at that.

Without another word, (Y/N) turned on her heel and left their shared bedroom, pulling the door shut behind her with a loud bang.

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Since the confrontation, they hadn't seen each other or exchanged another word. Natasha had packed a few things and left with (Y/N) only a few hours later after the incident. Natasha hadn't spoken a word to him since that day either.

Meanwhile, (Y/N) had been staying in a hotel for the past four weeks because she couldn’t find a new apartment so quickly. In New York it is never easy to find a good apartment and most of them are incredibly expensive. Despite (Y/N)’s constant reluctance, Tony insisted on paying for her accommodation at the hotel because she was one of his best employees.

Most of the time she worked from her hotel room, which Tony fortunately allowed her to do. Still, (Y/N) knew it couldn’t go on like this forever. Sooner or later, she’d see Bucky and the pain would come back.

According to the team’s entries in the system, everyone was on a mission near Rio de Janeiro. No one had told her why and for how long, but she knew they were not back yet. At least, that is what (Y/N) thought.

Since she still had some clothes and other stuff in their old, shared room, (Y/N) wanted to get them before the rest of the team started running around the headquarters again. So, with a moving box under her arm, she made her way to the room where she entered the usual code.

Beep!

Pushing the door open with her hip, (Y/N) groped for the light switch with her free hand. Briefly, (Y/N) squinted her eyes as the bright light illuminated the room. Why did Bucky always leave the curtains closed when he was away?

With a glance around the room, her question was answered.

The room has been left in a great mess. His shirts, shoes and sweatpants were scattered on the floor and his bed looked as if he had just got up. The cushions were either at the foot of the bed or in another corner of the room.

One of the signs for his nightmares. Things that (Y/N) wouldn’t have to deal with anymore.

Murmuring, she made room on his desk and set the box down. The first mission: the wardrobe. One of the doors was already open and one of Bucky’s knives laid on the floor. She opened the other door as well and pulled her clothes and blouses off the hangers before carefully packing them into the box.

Now it came to the sweaters.

To be honest, she sometimes didn’t even remember which ones belonged to her and which ones to Bucky, since she had usually put his shirts on instead of her own.

While (Y/N) was busy with her other t-shirts, Bucky’s red Henley shirt fell into her arms. Sighing, she held the thin, dark red material in her hands and looked at the thin seam. She probably had to mend the shirt five times already.

Suddenly the door of the room opened, and (Y/N) turned around in shock when she saw Bucky standing in the door frame. For a short moment none of them moved and they just stared at each other. (Y/N) was still holding his shirt in her hand before she quickly threw it behind her on the bed.

“What are you doing here?” they asked at the same time before Bucky raised an eyebrow and added a bit abruptly, “I live here. What’s your excuse?”

“I’m just going to get the rest of my stuff. I’ll be gone before you can count to three”, she snorted at his tone “Actually, I was hoping that- …you’re bleeding.”

(Y/N)’s gaze went to his hand, which seemed to squeeze a wound. Not successful, however, because the blood swelled through his fingers. Bucky briefly looked down at himself, pressing his hand further into his side, and gritting his teeth briefly “No shit, Sherlock.”

“Do you think now is the right time to make jokes, Barnes?” (Y/N) growled in a serious tone as Bucky pushed past her towards the bathroom. He got out of his jacket and closed his eyes while gritting his teeth. In the bright light of the ceiling lamp, (Y/N) could see the blood in his hair and the slight scratches on his face. Apparently, it had been a pretty rough mission.

“Why didn’t you go straight to Helen with an injury like that?” (Y/N) watched him throw his leather jacket into the bathtub and then leaned on the edge of the sink. Before James was about to lose consciousness, (Y/N) quickly came up to him and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, while his other hand was still pressing on the wound. He had already lost a lot of blood.

With the last strength James had left in his legs, he made it to his bed with (Y/N)’s help, where he laid down and squeezed his eyes in pain. (Y/N) quickly ran into the bathroom and dug the first aid kit out of the drawer before sitting on the edge of the bed next to Bucky, who was breathing slowly.

“You don’t need to help me” his voice was raspy as his eyelids slowly dropped.

“Hey, you’re staying with me” (Y/N) patted his cheek “Where are the others?”

(Y/N) took the scissors out of the box and used them to cut his shirt open so she could get a better view of his wound. His voice was still raspy as he replied, "There were too many. They surprised us and we weren't prepared for it. Some bastard caught me pushing Steve out of the way. What's he got that stupid shield for if it doesn't even help?"

"Is the bullet still in there?", (Y/N) asked him as she pressed a couple of compresses into his hand so he could use them to stop the bleeding, which was slowly but surely receding. Relieved, (Y/N) slumped her shoulders as he shook his head before replying, "Helen wasn't there and I didn't feel like looking for anyone else. I don't necessarily trust the others. Clint flew me in quickly and then flew right back. I told him the wound was already closing up."

“This lie could have killed you, you know that, right? If I hadn’t been here, you would have collapsed in the bathroom and probably died of blood loss.” (Y/N) answered as she tried to get the thread through the head of the needle, which was not as easy as she thought. Probably it was also because her hands were shaking, which Bucky noticed when he watched (Y/N) “I would have made it somehow.”

But the way (Y/N) looked down at him was enough for him to shut up. Knowing it was a straight lie. And he had to admit that he wouldn’t have cared if it had happened like that. (Y/N) was gone. He had lost her, and that was all his fault.

Attentively James watched her as she prepared everything and checked again and again if the wound was still bleeding heavily. After it had slowly but surely subsided, (Y/N) removed the compress from his stomach and glanced at the gaping wound. Sighing, she took the disinfectant and dripped some onto a cloth before looking at James, who understood immediately before he said “I'm used to the pain, you know that. Don't worry about it. "

“You don't need to play hero here, James. I know how much that it hurts.” (Y/N) muttered, holding the cloth tightly before pressing it to the wound. Briefly, Bucky's chest heaved, and he growled in pain, breaking (Y/N)'s heart in the process, before she finally managed to take the cloth down and throw it away.

Quickly she took some of the numbing gel and smeared it around the wound before looking to Bucky, “I'm stitching it up now as best as I can. I'll have Helen look at it as soon as she gets back.”

Without another word from Bucky, (Y/N) began stitching up his wound. She was still shaking a little, but slowly it was getting better. Finally, she bandaged the wound with a compress and took care of the small scratches on his cheek.

They hadn't been this close in a long time. (Y/N) didn't even notice how she held her breath as she ran the disinfectant over the wounds. Bucky gritted his teeth again for a moment, but his gaze didn't avert from her.

Calmly, she stuck a band-aid over the wound and gave it another quick brush with her thumb as it blurted out of Bucky, "I lied."

Bucky watched her reaction carefully as she removed her hand from his cheek and held his gaze. His gaze wandered to the ceiling, kneading his hands nervously. He added, "When I said you were just a pastime and I didn't love you, I lied. That's not true. "

"Then why do you say such a thing?", (Y/N) asked him in a calm voice that didn't show if she was amazed, sad, or angry. Bucky himself was afraid of any of these reactions.

Desperately, he tried to find the right words "I was worried about you. This life with me could break you. You haven’t slept for weeks because of me. Because you're always so worried about me and while doing so, you forget to take care of you. When I…come back from missions, you're still awake because you want to know that I got home safely. You…you're too good for me and I don't want to destroy you like I've already destroyed everything else around me. I got you-. "

"You've already destroyed me, James. ", (Y/N) interrupted, looking at him with glazed eyes. This was exactly what he tried to avoid. He never wanted to be the reason why she felt bad, but now his worst fear had come true.

"You successfully broke my heart when you told me I was nothing more than a silly pastime you're done with now. I thought that you…I thought that we will go on like this forever. Do you know how happy you've made me? You were the one I could imagine anything with. I never wanted kids. I never wanted to get married, only to get divorced three years later. I never wanted this. But then you came along and showed me that there is a man who could make this all a possibility. A family. A life together. . . "

Tears were streaming down his cheeks when he saw her sitting in front of him throwing all this at his head. He had been such a coward. If he had just talked to her and told her everything, it would never have come to this.

But he was scared. Scared of being rejected again like all the other women did it before. But his (Y/N) wasn’t like them, but he couldn’t bear the thought that she might be.

“I love you, doll. I really do.” Bucky sobbed and wiped the tears from her eyes as (Y/N) looked at him and her eyes were just as swollen as his own before he continued, “I love you more than anything and I-I was stupid because I once again thought only of myself and…and not of the consequences. I love you and I don’t want to lose you. You’re all I have left. ”

Sniffing, (Y/N) looked at the man she loved more than anything. How he lay there on the bed, showing his most vulnerable side. He always appeared so strong in front of everyone so they would not see the real Bucky. But this man was so exhausted by everything that had happened to him. He didn’t want to have those thoughts. These doubts. That fear. He just wanted to live a happy and fulfilled life with (Y/N).

Slowly, she moved closer to him on the mattress and brushed the hair out of his face, which was still a bit sticky because of the blood. Gently, she leaned down to him and embraces him as best she could without touching his wound.

At first, he remained calm, then he wrapped his arms around her center and pulled her into his arms until finally she lay next to him in the bed. The two were sobbing in each other’s arms with (Y/N) running her fingers through his hair. Again, and again.

“I love you, James Barnes. So so much.” (Y/N) muttered as she buried her face in his neck while she was still fondled the back of his head. “But I swear to God, if you do this again, I’ll send Natasha after you and you know what she is capable of.”

“Of course, I know that. I taught her well.” Bucky mumbled while he held her close “I’ll never let you go again. I promise.”

[luxpurplishgreen]

Collection Post Update – Danny is mistaken for Tim at work AU

This story thread just keeps growing. Great work people!🌟

It's time for an update to the collection post...

I've gotten better at these posts and have decided to not individually tag one-line additions most of the time, since there can be a lot of those. If you want to keep an eye on a post thread like this, remember that you can subscribe to the post instead of asking for tags.

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First there was some nice feedback tags from: @stealingyourbones @wolfjackle @luxaofhesperides @ostrich-recs @ashoutinthedarkness @flopy-hana @magicalgirlcrazycatlady @keimiwolf @summerfox1988 and @09shell-sea09

#I truly appreciate you tagging everyone for their work their did thank you #hell yeah collection post #and the thick plotens

#dpxdc #danny fenton #tim drake #identity shenanigans #it got better! #all collected into one place #this is perfect #love it

#dc x dp #long post #fic #ooooh now i wanna write for this prompt. such a fun idea!!

#dpxdc #luxpurplishgreen doing gods work #tim & danny #danny fenton #tim drake #tam fox

#AAAPDMFNROSLSNF!!!!! #its all together!!!! #danny phantom #dpxdc #dc #timothy drake #danny fenton #danny looks like tim #danny is alternate universe/reality tim #adopted!danny #mistaken identity #body double #danny pretends to be tim #danny works at wayne enterprise #compilation

#dude. i give to you the title of archivist. thanks

Reblogging to share this chaos with the world!

#long post #like really long #but i love it so much

#danny phantom #dc comics #dpxdc #it got put together!#someone did their research and I’m glad it wasn’t me

So thank you for those tags!💜

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Then some real new content got started by: @ameliandil

This is very interesting to me! I’m not sure how Danny would have nothing better to do, but a bit of universe jumping could possibly help with that! Or if he’s taking online classes mostly in Gotham. Or dealing with a ghost problem there.

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@brierburrbrito added:

This is all made so much funnier if we assume Danny is in Gotham due to a summoning and just doesn’t know how to get back because he doesn’t know which universe he’s in.

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@unordinarywarlord tagged:

#so many good additions #i love them all #though i think Danny as Red Robin substitute is hilarious #it probably only works because Tim is sick #because Danny and Tim fight differently since Danny is a cunning brute force it kind of way and Tim is more of a strategic fighter #dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #dcxdp

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@jenny-green-teeth tagged:

#long post #dpxdc #danny fenton #tim drake #considering both their dads are named jack im surprised no one pulled an au jack thing #so they're technically half brothers who happen to be the same age #one got obsessed with ghosts and one got obsessed with old shit #fan fic

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@purpletigerss added:

I've seen observations that Tim's unhealthy childhood habits probably stunted his growth. They look identical until you put them next to eachother and Danny's bigger.

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@fanspecies added:

I love this. Do Sam, Jazz m, and Tucker get involved as well? Also why can I see Tim also being Danny.

Like let’s say the GIW have a hunch he’s phantom and that’s why he’s on the run. So Tim decides to help and gets “captured” and they do a blood test, and since he’s a alternate version of Tim the DNA is like 99.9% the same and like oh theres no ectoplasm in his blood.. oops sorry.

The Danny as Phantom comes in and saves Tim and since they’re in the same place at the same time they drop the case and continue to look for clues on who Phantom is. Thankfully Tim helps take the GIW along with their friends. And now Sam, Tucker, and the rest of the Fentons are able to visit Danny when they want to. And when the Fentons meet Tim they include him in the family like they did with Danny and Dani. Which makes the Batfam jealous that Tim is getting along with them.

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@mygood-bitch99 tagged:

#long post #lmao #tumblr ficlet #can this be counted as a group project? #collective writing :)) #dp x dc #dc x dp #dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc prompt #dc comics #danny phantom #danny fenton #tim drake #writing prompts #i adore this so much!!! #?￰ﾟﾒﾕ? #i shall save this and cherish it forever! #please tag me if there’s another addition to this!!!

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@one-damned-fool tagged:

#RIP other branch #lost to the tumblr jungle

And Same. Poor other branches.😢

But that made me wonder. Is it really alright for me to copy-paste content like this? It's not like I could message every single contributor and ask for permission, and I try to credit everyone, but I'm not sure if anyone will get annoyed that their linked post additions aren't shown?

I wish there was a way to re-arrange whole post chains when rebloging. :/

I made an edit to my post before the first Collection Post on just this theme:

“Edit: Dammit, this post has branched. Knew I read a longer version before. Check the reblog list for so much more content.

Is there any way to link together sprawling branched posts like this?”

And @ashoutinthedarkness answered me (but they don't seem to have a solution either...):

Dude I wish there was. If you could somewhat arrange the order of the reblogs too (maybe have a symbol or something to show that they're not in the order they were originally?) You could combine the branches and make compilations easier (without having to screenshot and tag)

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Ok, but the idea of Danny being an alt. Tim is kinda great and tragic bc it means that either way he's kinda doomed to neglectful parents (whether his parents are by birth or adoption) and to being exposed to the realiving juice (ectoplasm vs lazarus water - are they the same? Different?) (tim was exposed to the pit right? Haven't read the comics so I have no idea).

#danny phantom#dp#dp au#dp x dc#dc x dp#dpxdc#dc#batman#danny fenton#tim drake#danny is tim from an alternate dimension/universe#danny is adopted by the fentons#there are now two tims#and both have previous experience with clones

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@meira-3919 added:

I think Barbara knows... I mean, she's Oracle!

Oracle finds out, but Danny and Tim bribes her to keep silent, plus it's good blackmail, she won't pass that up!

#Barbara Gordon is in the loop!

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Then @cyrwrites @autisticamerican and @justagirlinacape added some encouraging tags:

#dp x dc #holy shit this thing is on fire #alternate universes

#dp x dc #danny fenton looks like tim drake #long post #like REALLY LONG #but worth the read tho #i promise

#danny phantom #dc comics #dp x dc #dp x dc prompt #absolutely incredible #wonderful work everyone

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@thatgaydemigodnerd added:

Tim, before the batfam find out about Danny, organizes a charity event. He promises some of the local Gotham heroes will be present and he has word from red robin personally that he will show up.

Bruce knows of course, he helped Danny sue everyone for harassment, he's in on the joke.

Dick, Damian, Babs, Jason, Duke, Steph? They know of absolutely nothing.

During patrol that night night wing is chastising red robin about potentially giving up their identities! How dare you say such a thing you can't be in two places at once!

Red robin just smiles and asks if night wing can make it to the event or not.

Cue the event and red robin is there, as promised, standing next to Tim, shaking hands with his personal assistance right behind them.

(Tim is in the suit and Danny is going as Tim, but people don't know that)

Red Robin gives a very convincing speech about fighting crime by going down to the root and facing societal inequalities, Danny (fully according to script) says that Wayne industries is planning on building better infrastructure in the poorer areas of Gotham, including funding better healthcare facilities and offering job opportunities to those in need.

Dick still cannot figure out how Tim pulled this off but he's given up at this point. If you can hide a missing organ who says you can't have grown a clone in 2 weeks without telling anyone

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@the-infamous-only added:

I need to know If Alfred is in on the joke. That would make it so much better, everything wise.

He is literally in charge of everyone's health he'd have to know. He would figure it out on sight.

Does he cover Danny's ass on injuries that should take him off patrol? Does Danny get invited to Family breakfast or dinner?

Just two Tims sitting side by side at the table. Nothing odd going on here. Does Alfred also call him Master Tim, just to stir shit?

While the rest of the kids try to figure out what the hell is happening. Speaking to Tim in one part of the mansion and finding him again in minutes doing something entirely different, like just returning home.

#and the thick plotens #Tim is still a teenager and will do some batshit pranks on his family #dpxdc au #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny is such a mood #danny phantom au #danny fenton

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@iconicanemone and @mug-of-shark tagged:

#I absolutely love this and all the different paths this took

#i #i don’t know much about batman or danny phantom but like #i would genuinely love a fic of this

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@catwithmanyhats added:

If it goes the 'Tim from another dimension' route if they ask Danny if he was adopted he should just drop 'Yeah, my parents found me near a dimensional portal.'

#dp x dc #the fentons did not care #they confirmed it was not a ghost portal #so it is not interesting #free kid!

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@moonkat78 added:

Skipping back/ forwards several steps, Danny originally applied for an engineering job, but also as a passion project down the line mounts the aerospace division of WayneCorp + nerds out about the Watchtower and routinely does external repairs in ghost form, giddy he gets to experience the cold vaccum of space. Space is the one area where he hisses possessively if Tim tries to have an opinion about the large company-scale decisions.

But, and I can not stress this enough, Danny comes at it from a :sparkle: science :sparkle: point of view and collaborates on research with various international space agencies. Plus, ya know. The JL, GL corps, and whoever else. This isn’t a Musk/ Bezos situation.

Danny builds Jason the Outlaws another ship/ upgrades and he and Arsenal aren’t to be left alone together. The generated goodwill rubs off on Tim.

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@leafbracer98 added and tagged:

Everyone else: what is Red Robin doing out? Tim you have a cold!

Duke, who can see “Red Robin” glowing bright green: hey what the fu-

#Tim texts him not to ruin this for him.

#Tim just thinks Duke can somehow see through the disguise

#Duke thinks Tim made a deal with the devil or something. #depending on if Tim knows about Phantom

#Danny just catches Duke by himself and asks him not to tell.

#If Tim does know #Danny decides to pull poor Duke through a rooftop to beg him not to blow this #and Tim promises Duke he will do his post patrol paperwork AND homework for a week

#Duke is morally conflicted but also hates his history teacher and doesn’t want to do her boring essay. #so he agreees #they never tell anyone #even after Danny is introduced to the family #even after Phantom is revealed to be Danny

#Leaf Speaks #dc x dp #danny phantom #DC

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And that was all of it for now! 🖤

Now go forth my fellow lovers of shenanigans and do the writing thing again.

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Short DPXDC Prompts #232

Danny starts as a low level intern in Wayne Industries and is very concerned when people keep referring to him as Tim and keep asking him to sign papers and attend meetings that aren’t remotely in his job description.

[hockeyboysiguess]

a partridge in a pear tree -> a jersey under the tree | b. boeser

a/n: happy december 1st everyone and welcome to the first day of 12 days of christmas! as a reminder here is the whole list. these will be posted every other day through christmas eve. this one is where this whole thing started, a gift for my bestie bae, the apple to my peanut butter forever, @brockadoodles​​. i hope you like it most of all!

word count: 3,740

wine drink pairing recommendation: hot chocolate with lots of marshmallows

warnings: pregnancy. some seriously wholesome content.

You took a deep breath and pulled the sleeves of your sweater over your hands, then pushed them back up again when you started pulling at the threads at the edge. Your sweater didn’t deserve to take the brunt of your stress in that moment. You bounced your foot up and down nervously instead as you waited what had to have been the longest three, absolutely agonizing minutes of your life. When the timer on your phone went off, you lurched forward to grab it, turning it off, as your other hand reached for the small, plastic test. You took a deep, centering breath before glancing down at the word in the small window.

Pregnant. 

You were actually pregnant. You knew everything had felt wrong for a few weeks now, food didn't taste the same or sit right, you were absolutely exhausted all of the time, and you had snapped at Brock a time or two for well-meaning actions. You knew something was wrong, but your mom had been the one to have to tell you to take a test before going to the doctor’s. You had told her it wasn’t possible; you and Brock were doing the opposite of trying since you had only gotten married over the summer. You agreed to wait. That single word, which came with a lifetime behind it, wasn’t in the plan for another few years, but it was here now and it would be your reality in seven short months. 

How were you going to tell Brock? 

You knew he would be overwhelmed, his eyes glazing over as the timeline of his life abruptly shifted forward several years, yanking him right along with it. You knew Brock though; you wouldn’t have married him if you didn’t know him as well as you did. You knew that glazed over look would give way into a smile so broad it practically broke across his face. The waiting a few years, the shattered plan, was mostly you with a dash of Brock trying to make you happy. If you suddenly changed your mind and wanted to try for a baby tomorrow, unnecessary now, he would’ve dragged you to bed that instant. In full truth, your husband had baby fever as soon as he slid the wedding band onto your finger, probably before that really. Brock was going to be over the moon. You didn’t have any doubts about it, you really just needed to get yourself on board with this more than anything, this new timeline. 

You grabbed your phone, fingers hovering over Brock’s name in your contacts. You debated calling him then, letting the nervous words spill out of your mouth, letting him wash away your concerns with words of love and affirmation. But you knew Brock. You knew Brock wanted the cliché, cute surprise. His scavenger hunt of a proposal set the standard for how big news was delivered, a cliché bang of sorts. You were more of a whimper than a bang sort of person, but you could lean into the cliché of it all for him.

Instead of calling him, you dropped your phone into your purse and grabbed your keys, needing to make a last minute trip in order to make this happen before he got home later that day from his road trip for the Christmas break. Two stores and one confused holiday worker later, you had everything you needed for your last minute announcement, letting the excitement of the anticipation of seeing Brock’s happiness calm your nerves in place of him doing it in only the way he knew how. Slowly but surely, as you carefully wrapped everything up, you could feel yourself getting more excited, hands shaking a little as you wrapped. A family with Brock was always the real plan; everything else was secondary, including the timing of it all. 

You and Brock had found each other by chance, a complete accident four years prior to the day actually. A department store the day before Christmas was a terrible place to be, but it was the only place in your area that said they had the last gift you needed before you could head off to spend Christmas with your family. You spotted it in the store, the last one on the shelf, and made a beeline for it. As your hand reached for it, a large hand reached for the item as well, grabbed onto it the same time you did. You both recoiled, and turned to face each other. 

You would have been furious with him if it wasn’t for the everything about him when you saw him. Blond hair peeking out from a gray beanie on his head, blue eyes that reminded you of the sky the morning after a snowstorm, bright and beautiful, and a small baby in his arms who was already reaching out for your hair, even though he didn’t know you at all. 

“Whoa, Easty, don’t grab the pretty girl’s hair,” he laughed as he intercepted the baby’s hand on its way to fist into your hair. “Sorry about Easton. His parents are trying to teach him not to grab, but you can see it’s not going well.”

He readjusted the baby in his arms, hoisting him up a little higher, before continuing, “I’m Brock, by the way, and this is my nephew, Easton.” 

“Um, hi,” you mumbled out, tucking your hair behind your ear as a blush rose to your cheeks as you added your name at the end of your half statement. You had a warmer smile for Easton though. Brock, a terrible name for a cute boy who liked babies to boot, who on the other hand was trying to take your gift that you needed. He was on the naughty list for sure. “Hi there, Easton.”

“I see we like Easton best,” Brock laughed, picking up on the stark difference in the tones you used. “Look, you want that, right?” 

Brock pointed up toward the shelf where the gift you desperately needed sat, taunting you, daring you to reach out and grab it. You nodded in response to Brock, unsure where he could possibly be going with this. 

“How about I let you have that if you’ll grab a drink with me?” Brock asked you, completely stunning you in the middle of a department store in the middle of the holiday season, a lawless place where one should always expect the unexpected. 

“I’m sorry?” you laughed, a look of disbelief clear on your face. 

Brock let a lazy smile roll across his face, “I get a drink with a pretty girl for the price of a Christmas gift for one of my cousins who would probably break it the day after I give it to him? Yeah, I’m coming out on top here, if you say yes.” 

You had said yes and the rest was pretty much history, an accidental meeting led to all of this, so maybe the accidental baby you were carrying just in time for Christmas was just the right thing for the two of you, a nod to your past in the setting up of your future. Just as you finished tying the bow around the box, the front door jingled, the sound instantly followed by barking from Milo and Coolie, and then followed by cooing from your husband at the pups. 

“Hey bud, hey bud. Yeah, Dad missed ya too,” he managed to get out as he was being practically tackled by the pups, like they did whenever he came home. 

You slid the surprise gift under the tree, tucking it in the back, before Brock could notice you were adding one more gift after you said you were done a few days ago. You lifted yourself off the floor, tucking the wrapping paper under the couch to hide it from Brock, as he rounded the corner into the living room. Brock looked at you like he always did, like you were his entire world, like you were his first breath of fresh air he’d had in years, like you were the living embodiment of a Christmas miracle. He shuffled across the floor to wrap his arms around your waist, and you gasped as he lifted you up. He laughed, but you were just panicking that maybe your stomach wasn’t as flat as you thought it was and he was going to find out about the biggest surprise he was ever going to get a little earlier than you wanted. 

“Hey, baby,” he breathed out as he set you back down, tilting his head down in one another motion to capture your lips in a soft kiss. 

“Hey, handsome,” you smiled as you pulled away from his kiss, a hand threading into the long strands of hair at the back of his neck. 

Brock smiled down at you, and gave you another quick kiss before saying, “How were the last couple days? Were the pups good for you? Do I need to be bad cop with them?”

You laughed and shook your head softly, “Brock Boeser, we both know you’re not capable of being the bad cop with anyone, let alone Milo and Coolie.”

Brock was laughing as he kissed your forehead, “Sorry you’re going to have to be the bad guy all the time when we have kids. Whenever that is, no pressure.”

Your heart picked up in your chest and your breath caught in your throat. You tucked your face in his neck to try and hide the expression on your face, letting the ease with which Brock brought up kids calm you. He wanted this baby, even if he didn’t know they existed yet. Your nerves that maybe he wouldn’t want this baby were just misplaced anxiety coming from your own feelings about becoming a parent yourself; they weren’t about him. Brock was here, again, being your perfect partner, comforting you and assuring you, even though he had no idea he was actually doing anything at all. 

Sliding into bed next to him later that night, his heavy arm slung over your stomach made you as nervous as when he picked you up earlier, even though nothing had changed since that afternoon other than everything that had already changed since the morning. Brock kissed your shoulder and relaxed into his pillow, letting his eyes flutter closed. He was out less than a few minutes after closing his eyes, as per usual. Your husband was a creature of habit, and you were about to throw the most welcome wrench into his routines that you ever could. Your nerves had shifted into ones of excitement, of wanting a beautiful thing to happen on the morning of Brock’s favorite holiday. You wanted to see him open that gift. You wanted to see the moment he realized everything was changing, the moment he realized he was going to be a father, the one thing he’d wanted for so long, under the lights of the Christmas tree, and the dawn of a winter Vancouver morning in late December. 

All you had to do to get to that moment was sleep, but it was the one thing that eluded you most of the night. The combination of excitement, nerves, and the fact that this baby seemed to have the goal of making you incredibly nauseous all of the time, all working in tandem to rob you of sleep. You tossed and turned most of the night, and slept terribly when you did manage to sleep, but it was Christmas after all Brock didn’t feel any shame in waking you up when he normally got up. He woke you up with a soft kiss to your shoulder, and a comforting arm around your waist. 

“Merry Christmas, baby,” he mumbled softly against your shoulder when you stirred. 

“Merry Christmas, husband,” you breathed out and you felt Brock smile against your shoulder. He loved when you called him by his favorite title, his words not yours. “What time is this?” 

Brock laughed lightly against your skin, “Early,” which was what he said when it was before seven thirty in the morning whenever you asked, “but it’s Christmas early, so it’s appropriate today.” 

You groaned, making him laugh deeper in response, “Still not sure how I married an early bird?” 

“But you love meeeee,” he muttered against your skin, voice soft with an edge of youth that perfectly fit the holiday, his days old stubble scratching across your skin as he talked. “And I love you so much.” 

“I do love you,” you smiled as you spoke. “It’s the only reason I can tolerate you waking up this early on days that aren’t Christmas.” 

“Well, today is Christmas, so we’re putting our matching pajamas on. I’ve got Milo if you take Coolie, and we’re opening some presents, baby!” 

One torn set of dog antlers, one discarded set, two embarrassing adult pajama sets Brock loved so much, and two cups of coffee since neither of you could function without it, later, and you and Brock were sat by the Christmas tree together, legs crossed, each with your first present for each other in yours laps. You had an order in mind for Brock’s gifts, saving the last addition, the announcement of your new addition, for last. Brock usually just grabbed whatever was closest to him with your name on it and handed it to you. 

“Sorry I still can’t wrap things,” was how he handed you the first one, snagging the box with his name on it off your lap in one smooth motion.

“Wouldn’t be from you if it wasn’t wrapped like you ran over it with your car first,” you joked. 

“Ho, ho, ho,” he rolled his eyes. “So kind of you, wifey.”

“I’ve got to keep you honest.”

You smiled brightly at him, earning yourself a quick peck on your lips before he ripped into your impeccably wrapped present, sending bits of paper and ribbon everywhere. You eyed Milo carefully as he started ripping up some of the paper Brock had torn off the box, but he wasn’t creating more of a mess than Brock was making himself, so you let it slide under a watchful eye. Brock loved his first gift, and his second, and his third. You cried at the first, and laughed at your second, and your entire chest felt warm with your third thinking that Brock Boeser was made for Christmas. He was warm and unfailingly kind and hopeful in the face of absolute hopelessness. You didn’t really believe in the idea of the magic of Christmas, chocking it all up to people making the holidays feel special simply because they wished for them to be special, but you believed that sometimes people were greater than the sum of their parts, of even their experiences, of their very atoms. There was something else to Brock Boeser, something so indescribably wonderful, that had drawn you to him in the first place, and that reminded you of what people said was the magic of Christmas. It was pure and good and so astoundingly bright that you thought maybe Brock Boeser was made of stardust from better stars than anyone else you’d ever known and maybe Christmas was made for Brock Boeser instead. 

You were just hoping that your little surprise was going to make this Christmas his best one yet, rather than derail Brock’s favorite holiday and every repetition of this holiday after. 

“Okay, I know we said three gifts,” and Brock was already groaning as you reached for the small box you hid behind Coolie and Milo’s gifts at the back of the tree, “but I had to get this one. It’s technically not really for you actually, but it’s kind of for you.” 

Brock gave you a curious look, eyebrows furrowing down and lips pursing, but you waved him off and shoved the pristinely wrapped box into his hands. You grabbed your phone and opened up your camera, knowing if you didn’t film this moment and it was as good as you hoped it would be, you would regret it for the rest of your life. If it wasn’t as good as you hoped, well, you could always delete it. 

“Oh, we’re filming me open a present that’s only sort of for me?” Brock laughed as he asked the question and you just shrugged in response and waved him on. “Okay then, weirdo wifey.” 

You rolled your eyes as he opened up his last present. Your breath caught in your throat as he popped open the tape keeping the lid on the box down. Your eyes bounced back and forth between his left hand and his right as he slowly pulled at the tissue paper, going painstakingly slowly for the sake of the camera. You groaned at his actions and whined his name, which just made him laugh, but at least he finally picked up the pace. You watched with your breath held and your body tense as his soft blue eyes looked over the contents of the gift. His brows furrowed together in confusion as his shaking hands picked up a small Canucks jersey, an incredibly small Canucks jersey that wouldn’t fit anyone in your household with your shared last name on the back.

“Baby, what is this?” Brock asked you, his voice tense, his emotions screaming behind the wall  he’d haphazardly built to try and keep the hopefulness out of it, but it was seeping in through the cracks in streams. 

You took a deep breath, your first one since he’d started opening the present, and whispered, “I’m pregnant, Brock. We’re having a baby.” 

Brock’s bottom lip quivered as he looked at the small jersey in his shaking hands. His brows softened and his chest started to heave as his breathing picked up. 

“You’re serious, right?” he managed to get out. “You’re actually pregnant? We’re actually having a baby?” 

He lost his voice a bit at the end, pitch going so high that he thought you didn’t even understand him, but you were listening and watching every single facet of him right now to miss what he said. You nodded slowly, letting out an unsteady breath as you did. He wasn’t angry, not that Brock had ever been angry with you even once in all the time you knew him. He was far too patient and by the time his patience wore thin, he loved you too much to ever be angry with you. But you couldn’t place how he was feeling, the emotions flashing over his face in the faint light of the Christmas tree and the Vancouver sunrise too complicated and changing too quickly for you to understand. 

You understood when Brock dropped the jersey and reached for you. It wasn’t really a reach. It was a tackle, your back ending up flat on the rug with Brock hovering over you. 

“We’re having a baby!” 

Brock’s voice shot up several octaves and decibel levels when he shouted. A wide, gorgeous smile broke out across his face, one so true and joyful you’d only seen it a handful of times before; when you agreed to be his girlfriend, when you agreed to marry him, and when he saw you walk down the aisle. But here it was again, his “overwhelmed to the point of absolute elation” smile. And with the Christmas lights making a halo of light twinkle around his head from your position on the floor, Brock looked like every bit of the angel he was to you. 

“A baby, baby,” he breathed out as he slowly sat back on his heels, pulling you up with him, keeping your faces close. “We’re having a baby, baby.” 

You nodded as his hand reached out to cup your face, “We’re having a baby, Brock.” 

“Well, you’re having a baby,” he smiled at you softly as his thumb ran over your lips. “I’m here for physical, moral, and emotional support.”

“Thanks for acknowledging that I’m doing all of the heavy lifting here,” you laughed with a teasing roll of your eyes. 

“Are you happy?” His question was so soft, so hesitant, you always didn’t catch it. “I know you didn’t want this for another couple of years and I just, I’m thrilled, I’m over the moon and the stars and the whole freaking universe that we’re having a baby, but are you happy?”

Hearing Brock’s words, feeling the steadiness of his hand on your cheek, and the excitement absolutely radiating off him, you knew you were happy. The prospect of becoming a parent was terrifying, especially when you hadn’t been trying to become one, but knowing Brock Boeser, the man you loved more than anyone else you had ever met, the man that outshone all the lights on the tree and the stars in the sky, the man that was made of brighter stardust than anyone else, the man that Christmas could only hope to be as magical as, was your co-parent. And what was there to worry about after that? 

“I’m so happy,” you told him, your voice shaking as tears began to fill your eyes. “I’m so, so happy.” 

Brock nodded as his eyes matched yours, glassy and threatening to overflow with tears as he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. He slowly pulled back and lowered himself down, bending over until his face was in front of your stomach. Brock let out a long, slow breath before reaching out a hand to place gently on your still flat stomach. 

“Hi, little one. It’s me, Daddy.” Brock’s voice cracked at the last word that left his lips and your first tears spilled over. “Your momma and I are so happy and so excited you’re on your way and we can’t wait to meet you. Thank you for showing yourself for Christmas. You’re the best gift I’ve ever received in my entire life. Can’t wait for next Christmas already, even though this one isn’t over, because you’ll be sharing it with us then. We love you so much, little one.”

The tears were flowing freely as Brock looked back up at you. There was so much to do, so much to plan, so much to figure out, but right now it was just you and Brock and your little Christmas surprise, the best gift you had ever received either. 

“Merry Christmas, Brock.” 

“Merry Christmas, baby, and Merry Christmas, baby.”

[teaandcrowns]

Hi, Fandom Old & longtime tumblr-user here!

No need to respond to this, but I just wanted to offer a couple things to hopefully improve your tumblr experience (and I mean these in genuine good faith):

Reblogs are the heart and soul of how tumblr functions! They're a feature, not a bug, and sometimes they get long. Also, prepare for iterations! Sometimes people come across different folks who've reblogged and added different things (threads? Convo chains?) so a post might get a variety of directions it goes. Imo that just makes things more interesting & fun to see all the different thoughts folks can have. Replies are annoying and relatively new, comparatively, and messages are pretty broken & also I wager a lot of folks might simply ignore messages from accounts they don't know after the several bot-spam inundations we've had over the years. Also, it's easier for people to harass others and be bad faith actors in messages, in private, than in a more public reblog, so a lot of folks may ignore messages out of worry for that, especially if they've been subjected to it before.

As a note of fandom etiquette, calling or implying takes of a whole subset of a fandom as "crazy" (as in wild takes/reads of canon, not as in mad or insane), reads as pretty insulting, especially when that group can point to a lot of actual textual evidence in canon that supports their interpretation. It can come across as an attempt at gaslighting what a person sees in a text (canon), how they feel about it, how they enjoy it, etc. In short, it ain't cool. You don't have to agree with anyone else's interpretation to not be insulting about it (even unknowingly), and you don't even have to see where they're getting that interpretation from (though imo it's always enjoyable to try and see where folks are arguing from and how they're interpreting things, but that's also literally my field of expertise so I'm biased). And hey, everyone says stuff they regret later, and everyone says stuff they didn't realize came across a certain way until someone pointed it out—which can often be in a way that makes us feel attacked because of how they heard what we said—but the best we can do is pause, acknowledge maybe our wording wasn't the best, and then learn from the experience. You can not mean to insult someone, but you can never, in good faith, tell them how to feel about what you meant vs how they took it. It can be a hard lesson to not immediately go "but that's not how I meant it!" when someone says they were hurt or insulted, but it's a really important one to instead learn to go "damn I'm sorry it came across that way! I didn't mean for that to be hurtful. I'll remember better for next time." (Trust me, it's hard to hear those things. I've had my fair share of having my conversational and commentarial mishaps pointed out very bluntly in my time, so I absolutely know how this may feel.)

Hope these notes will help you have a better experience interacting on tumblr!

I’m just gonna say my post was mostly a joke, I thought that was obvious bc ‘exposure therapy for zutara’ is obviously a super bizarre thing to say? I just wanted to talk abt this odd interaction I had with someone, mostly because whenever I see zutara shippers it’s usually just them finding scraps of chemistry from canon, nothing too crazy. and since I’m personally on the ‘ship whatever u want/zukka’ side of the fandom I’d never seen much of these so called crazy mean zutara shippers. Like I said I have interacted/reposted zutara things in the past and was eventually gonna make some of my own fanart for it, (so by that definition I am a zutara shipper as well? You guys are actively being rude to someone who likes the things you do as well?) so it’s a little funny to see ppl act like I DESPISE y’all. Again, like I said before, I am more disappointed than anything. If you are a normal zutara shipper feel free to interact with me!!! I don’t have much mutuals on that side of the fandom

If you guys wanna continue being rude to me and expecting a response/fight/or discourse. You will be sad to hear I am not responding unless it’s a genuine question or convo. I am deleting the thread that started this solely because I don’t want to open up tumblr to see reblogs of ppl trying to fight me (especially rn, I don’t have the emotional energy)