#its kind of special 2 me so im hoping to make it even more special with some cool art

[st4rstudent]

Ok the fandom wiki is back to normal as of earlier, so if you accidentally stumble upon it, it'll be fine.

However please make sure to keep using the New and Improved Wiki, which is not only easier to navigate and is more pleasant, but also the new preferred wiki. (Not only to mention the various issues that Fandom wiki has). Bookmark it or something if you need to.

As future reference, it should be noted that vandalism on the fandom wiki will not help take the wiki down due to fandom's policy, despite previous otherwise thoughts (myself included) and the continuous vandalism only brings traction to it. As well as, mentioning the new wiki will have the possibility to demote and ban the current mods of the fandom wiki.

As silly as the entire thing was, please make sure to use the new wiki and refrain from going back to the old one. Especially since last night made the fandom wiki get a lot of traction.

As a reminder, here are some extensions you can use to help avoid using the fandom wiki: 1 (redirector) 2 (wiki.gg redirector) 3 (wiki indie buddy)

and here's the reddit post about it

[smokeys-house]

I finished writing and editing that big thing btw I'm just waiting to see if a few artists open their commissions soon before I post 👀

[onskepa]

Stxeli: Trust

Helloooooooo~!! Here is another part of the ongoing series! Hope you all enjoy~!!

Stxeli series

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Trust is one of the main important elements in a person's life and in the overall society. Trust helps gain and benefit from others by mutual trust. Trust creates long lasting relationships, no matter the type. Trust is as strong as a stone, but fragile as glass. One wrong move and the trust is gone, one right move and its stronger. 

And sometimes, trust takes a long time to develop. Just as it can quickly grow. 

There really is no between. 

It has been some time now since Jake has joined the clan. Learning their ways and even speaking better, heavy on his english accent but better. His hunting skills are improving, but much better than his first day. His relationship wih the villagers has also improved greatly. Many have come to like him, sharing their honest words to their leaders. 

Even neytiri has come to enjoy his presence. Would often look forward to spending the day with jake. 

This leads to mo’at and eytukan having to think very long and hard about what their next move is. 

Is jake trustworthy enough to meet their child? 

Mo’at can come up with millions of excuses to not have the dream walker see her precious child. But at some point, it has to happen, if jake is to become part of the clan, the seeing stxeli is inevitable. 

She just wishes there were other ways. 

“And then you add just a pinch of this aaaaaaaaaaand tada~!!” stxeli proudly shows kame how to make instant healing glue should he need to heal an injury fast enough. 

“This still needs work, I recommend doing this for small cuts, I plan to make this glue be a replacement to stitches” stxeli explains. 

Kame claps his hands in amazement. 

“Incredible, it also shouldnt hurt as much right?” he asks. Stxeli looks at the glue then back at him. 

“No….?” she says in more of a question. 

“No?” he repeats. 

“Well, that is the goal. I have seen so many go to my sa’nu and get help. I know she is tsahik, but when I help, I see many get stitches. And those hurt a lot, but it's to help with their wounds. So, to help them without causing anymore pain, I want to make a special glue that can help! Still needs work though” 

Kame listens to stxeli, his eyes stare with adoration at her goal. What she wants to do to help with their people is very inspiring. In kame’s eyes, stxeli is kind, very creative, maybe a bit too obsessed with the yovo, but stxeli is just simply amazing. 

That is someone kame loves to have around. And being around her lifts his own spirits up. 

“I still need to make lots of adjustments but! I like to think I am on the right path” stxeli says happily. 

“Are you going to show it to the tsahik?” Kame asks. Stxeli slightly frowned. 

“Not so soon. I still need to figure out how I want it to be. I won't show it until it's ready” she answers. 

“But if you tell her, maybe she can help you make it better,” kame suggests. 

True, her mother is an expert and can look at any plant and instantly know what it is and what it does. 

“Yeah, but she has enough to deal with. Im gonna figure this out, so, promise not to tell anyone?” stxeli stares deep into kame’s eyes. 

“Yes, I promise. You can trust me” 

“He has tamed his ikran today” neytiri informs her parents. She looks over at Jake as he retells his recent victory of having an ikran of his own to the other na��vi. All seemed very interested in his overly exaggerated story. 

After a huge success, it called for a huge feast. Everyone gathered to celebrate his accomplishment, now there is only one last step to take. 

Well, more like 2 steps in this case. 

“He has to meet stxeli before he can complete his iknimaya” eytukan says suddenly. 

Mo’at, neytiri, and tsu’tey all turned their heads towards him. Shocked that he said that. “Eytukan, you cannot mean that” mo’at says, fear crawling in. 

Jake isn't ready, he will never be ready. One look at her and its over. 

“If he is to become one of us, then he must meet our daughter” eytukan affirms. 

Neytiri switches places, now sitting to her father’s left side, “sempu, jake sully is growing but this, this is too much to demand. What if he hurts her?” 

The olo’eyktan turns to his daughter, “you spent more time with him than any of us combined. As his teacher, you see how he progresses. You shall give the final judgment”. 

All eyes were on neytiri. 

Mo’at silently pleaded with her daughter to say no, tsu’tey felt the same. But eytukan remained neutral. 

Neytiri looked up to see the soft glow imitating from stxeli’s little nook in the tree. If they could, they would keep her baby sister hidden forever. But this is about mutual trust. Jake has given his all, it's only fair they do the same. 

“Jake shall meet her” 

Kame was making his way back to his home after a playful evening with stxeli in her little nook. Supervised of course. But it was fun nonetheless. She even gifted him some of her better version of the healing glue. 

“To heal long scratches,” she said. 

He will use it wisely. Kame also promised to take note of how long and how well it heals should he get hurt. 

“Little boy” a female voice called to him. 

Kame turns to see an elderly woman. Her body and hair are adorned with various beads, unique clothes and a head piece that oddly resembles something a tsahik would wear. Not that kame takes a closer look, this woman has more items decorating her than tsahik mo’at wears. 

“Hello child” she speaks again, her smile trying to be soft but kame can sense something is not right. 

“Hello…” he responds. The need to leave intensifies. 

“Easy child, I bring you no harm. My son teaches you” the lady tells. 

Kame tilts his head, “your son?” 

“Tsu’tey, he speaks very highly of you” 

The lady is tsu’tey’s mother then, still doesnt help in easing his nerves. 

“The vile you have, is it to heal?” she asks as she gets closer. Kame wants to back away, but this is his teacher’s mother. Would it be rude and disrespectful if he moves away from her? 

Kame gently touched the vial that held stxeli’s healing glue. 

“Why?” he asks, a bit defensively. 

“If it is to heal, may I have it? My poor son comes home nearly every day with bruises, scratches, even deep cuts from all the training and hunting” the woman explains with some sense of true worry. As a mother should for her child. 

“But nearly every day I see him go to the tsahik so she can fix him. Even her youngest daughter helps” he said. 

It was quick, despite how dark it is, kame caught a sneer from the woman. Her face back to being a false happy smile. 

“Hm, yes. A tsahik’s duty is to help those in need. However, my son comes home still in pain, even after visiting the tsahik….” 

Kame was not liking where this was going, he felt a bit of anger rise within. “Are you implying that our tsahik does not do a very good job at healing tsu’tey?” he snaps. 

“Oh I know mo’at is not doing very well at healing, much less being a good tsahik” 

If stxeli was here, no doubt she would bite the face off of this woman. The audacity! The boldness she dares say! 

“If I were the tsahik, I would make sure not only my son, but everyone leaves the tent free of pain. Wouldn't you agree?” she pushed on. 

Kame held the vile tighter, ready to head back to stxeli. To tell her what he is hearing. She would believe him. 

“And I would make sure your father lives to see your iknimaya complete. Unlike mo’at who let your mother perish. Wouldn't you agree, kame?” 

“Are you alright sa’nu? You look like you have a lot on your mind” stxeli observes her mother. Her eyes are heavy with deep thoughts. Usually her parents come with bright smiles and are ready to sleep. Even her father seems hesitant. 

Mo’at shakes her head and easily picks up her daughter. 

“Nothing worth telling you. Besides, you have a full day tomorrow” mo’at says as she boops her daughter. 

Stxeli boops back, but curiosity now takes over. 

“I do? I was gonna play with kame” she says. 

“No, I believe you had enough from today” eytukan mutters as he guides his mate and daughter to their hammock. Mo’at rolls her eyes but gets comfortable. 

“Sempu, kame is my best friend. You have to accept him at some point” stxeli giggles. Seems like eytukan still doesn't like kame no matter how much he proves himself. 

“Bah, when he passes his iknimaya, we shall see” 

Mo’at decides to change the subject. 

“Your big day is coming very soon ma’ite. Are you excited?” she asks. 

Stxeli nods enthusiastically. 

“Mhm! Neytiri is helping me with my new outfit! I wanna look extra pretty!” 

Eytukan and mo’at look at their sweet baby with great love, her big day is coming soon. The day the whole village celebrates Eywa gifting her to them. 

“You will always be pretty, my sweet girl. Eywa bestowed you with potential beauty” eytukan proudly comments. 

“Enough now, best we rest before stxeli here riles up again” mo’at says as she gently tickles her daughters tummy, making stxeli giggles. 

They huddle together, letting sleep take over. 

Jake sits on his wheelchair and he makes his way to his bed. 

“Good news” he says while mid-munching on some food crap. 

“It better be damn good news, fucking lighter won't work” grace grunts impatient as she tries to light up her last cigar for the night. 

Jake boldly took the unlit cigar from her mouth, having her full attention while making sure no one else listens. 

“I gained their trust just enough to meet someone special” he whispers. 

Grace furrows her eyebrow, wondering who. 

“That human kid living among them. Neytiri said it's time I meet her little sister” 

In that moment, Grace's heart sunk deep inside. 

“Here you go sempu” kame gently offers a neon green liquid to his ill father. 

“Thank you my son” his father praises as he drinks the herbal liquid. Kame smiled but his does not meet his beloved fathers. 

Already guilt is eating him alive. 

[forgive me stxeli….I broke my promise to you…] 

his hand reaches for his side, where the vial of stxeli’s healing glue should have been. But it's gone now, he given it to artsute. With the promise from her that she will heal his father way faster than mo’at can ever heal. 

He is doing it for his dad to get better. If that is the case, why does it feel he made things worse…? 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand that is it for this chapter! How do you guys like it? Whatchu guys think of what will happen next? lemme know your thoughts!

Until next time! see ya!

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[yinyangle]

i am so incredibly autistic about them you people have no idea

rambles and stuff under cut

anyways. so heres chat my beloved. brain decided twitch chat was most important character ever. now im stuck like this, with a little purple hivemind as a comfort. wonderful. i even have a roblox avatar of them it looks like this

isnt it awesome. it barely looks like them but it gets the point across. i love it. it makes me so happy. they make me so happy. for no reason. i love how my design of them has evolved over time.

have i ever shown them without robes to tumblr? they have black fur under the robes! entirely black! the white parts only go to their joints! isnt that so awesome? that part of the design is kind of a remnant from their old designs, where i still drew them with a hat. cuz they would hide the black fur and pretend it was all white. to match the mask of course. and of course now the dark fur is on display. because i decided fuck it i love drawing fluff they can be a little fluffy as a treat.

and also, if you look at older drawings, they used to have shoes. why get rid of them? 1. paws too big to fit in the shoes 2. i didnt want to draw shoes 3. i like drawing paws. fight me.

is this the most self indulgent ive ever been publically about them? maybe. but also this is my blog. and if you're as insane about rttopia as me youll take any art you can get, whether it appeals to your views or not. this is what 3 years of a special interest encompassing every single aspect of your life does to a mf. you get a chat design so far removed from the original mii its insane. and i wouldnt have it any other way. i love them like this, with all my headcanons stacked and piled so high the top cannot be seen with the naked eye. i hope in the future it gets even higher, with my designs getting more complex as more lore and love is poured into these characters, until eventually theyre unrecognizable. power of autism.

this ramble has gone on long enough and if you read it all im very thankful, have a lovely day !!! :D

[aliensunflower-fics]

A Winter Dance: Has been REMASTERED.

Sooo to buy myself more time to work on other fics (Im trying guys I swear adhd brain nightmare) I have a little surprise to hopefully keep you all entertained this Holiday Season!

For awhile now the spelling errors, words in wrong places, and just 'could have been even better' feelings toward my 'A Winter Dance' fics have been driving me crazy, so slowly on the side I have been fixing them up. First it was just correcting the errors, then I just rewrote a little here, added a little more there and oops?

So as a special 'thank you' and my way of wishing you all a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays I updated the two fics here. Don't worry if you still prefer the old version I will keep them up on AO3 where I will also be publishing the updated version as its own thing.

Thank you all for your support, kind words, and patience with my adhd brain chemistry. I wish you all only the happiest of holidays and I hope you enjoy:

A WINTER DANCE REMASTERED EDITION:

The Winter Dance was widely considered by all students of Francois Dupont to be one of the most romantic events of the school year. Each year as the snow began to fall and teachers got there last minute exams in before the holidays the students would grow restless knowing that soon the time would come. The winter dance was the time for romantic confessions, heartfelt words, and shy first dances between blossoming young couples! Even those without dates would find joy and fun in the festive atmosphere dancing with best friends and eating snacks, it was a time of merriment and love or at least, it was suppose to be.

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A WINTER DANCE PT. 2 REMASTERED EDITION:

Adrien Agreste, was NOT jealous. He just wasn’t the sort! He had seen Chloe jealous often enough to decide that it was a ridiculous emotion one he had no time for! Why be jealous of your friends when you could be happy for them and support them! It was such a simple logical conclusion Adrien had no idea why that wasn’t everyone’s solution! Oh sure he had tried to explain his feelings to Nino, tried to make his friend understand what he was really feeling was obviously concern! But for some reason his best friend kept on calling him jealous! It was frankly starting to get annoying.

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[youremyheaven]

any tips on how to start dressing better?

id loveee to dress with a more artsy, feminine style (for context i study arts, so visual arts, music, dance, theatre, but also business in the arts!) and i love love love your style like its literally how id dress daily if i could. i love style inspos like that but i don’t know how to maximise outfits with a few pieces, especially girly fits. i also love certain boyish/male-dominated sports and when i watch or attend the events id like to dress girly-ish? but also dress “right”, so shorts and stuff because its SO HOT but a lot of the places i work and study at are also rich people places so i also want to fit in and be taken seriously (i say this like i dont maximise my young and sweet girl persona to get around sometimes but still) 🫤🫤 i love your style because its so feminine and romantic and sweet and classy and timeless and i dress like that at times…. not always because i don’t know how to maximise my pieces but i thought you’d know best 😓😓

hope you have a lovely day ahead!

general tips on finding your style: (I won't say "dress better" bc that's very relative and can mean so many different things although I completely understand what u mean in your context)

start making pinterest boards

it helped me soooo much in understanding what i was drawn to and the recurring/repeating motifs that showed up in the outfits i was inspired by

you can make several diff boards for diff occasions like "outfits for class" or "outfits for parties" and each can have a diff vibe that suits your needs

when we think of personal style very broadly, we tend to be overwhelmed so browse through pinterest and look at outfits for inspo and you'll have a realistic idea of what you'd like to wear

2. understand your body and vibe/essence

this is where Kibbe and Kitchener theories help the most but i feel like most people nowadays use it to beat themselves up for being a certain Kibbe type or being delusional about the kind of essences they have etc

however, if you have a good grasp of Kibbe/Kitchener, it makes dressing up 10000x times simpler,, my personal style has improved SOOO much since i discovered Kibbe & Kitchener in 2021-2022,,,

3. build a "uniform" for yourself

if u look at my style moodboards, u can see how most of the outfits are kinda similar ish?? they're either slip dresses, sundresses, maxi skirts + tops, midi skirts + tops and generally adhere to a pink + green/blue palette (i call it my strawberry shortcake color scheme hehe)

once u find what u like + what flatters u , stick to it tbh. its faaaar easier to get dressed if you know exactly what you're going for. its 100% more convenient and people are going to associate you with that look/aesthetic and i think its important to have a strong personal "brand" if u want to be distinct and memorable.

its even better bc if you ever wear something slightly different, people are going to lose their minds lol when all u did was channel a different vibe. its like a 0 cost makeover effect.

i think its economical, efficient, memorable and overall wonderful to build a personal "uniform" and stick to it

i can wear those outfits (from my moodboard) to class, to brunch, to dates, to shop etc,, they're very flexible and aren't overly dressy or overly casual.

i only buy something if i feel like i can wear it everyday, obviously some pieces are more dressy and are for "special occasions" but generally, dont buy anything you cant see yourself wear every single day.

im not saying you SHOULD wear it everyday but that, that should be the intention. clothes are meant to be worn and used, not just look pretty on the hanger. so when you're in the trial room, ask yourself, will i feel comfortable and cute wearing this everyday for a week straight if need be?

you can build a uniform for diff occasions too!! so sporty events can mean pink camisole with lace trims and cut off shorts with baseball cap and strawberry print Vans sneakers or some variation of that

4. maximising your pieces!!! (finally answering THE question u asked but we already know that i need to yap a bit to get to the point lmao)

i am a mix and match girlie and i think thats just the most efficient and economical approach to fashion lmao

take out everything in your wardrobe and lay it all out on your bed and start trying on different pieces together and take full length mirror selfies

create a folder in your gallery for "outfit ideas" and save these pix to that folder 😉

you can thoroughly clean out your closet and critically evaluate everything you own and play dress up and have fun all at once!! when you play around with clothes you own, you'll come up with outfit combos you would have never dreamt of and having them stored in your handy folder will help u access them quickly in the future when u have somewhere to go and need some ideas!!!

it will also help you understand what you have too little of and what u have too much of

maybe u have 10 pairs of pants and 5 skirts and only 6 tops,, now u know what u should and shouldnt shop for in the future

id never encourage unnecessary shopping but if your budget allows for it,, u can buy some "core pieces" that will be foundational to your wardrobe

anything can be worn a million different ways, u just have to be creative

understanding how colours work together + how fabrics work together is very beneficial

if u have a baby pink tulip skirt, u can wear it with a white corset top (pink and white look amazing together) ,, you can wear it with a white satin button down shirt, a white lace trim tank top etc etc,, notice how all of these are different styles of top wear but they're all white which means you can also wear it with any other colour or piece in your wardrobe

for every "standout/statement" piece your purchase (ex: a skirt with heavy embroidery or patterns) you should have 3 or more "neutral" pieces that complement it. "neutral" pieces are the ones that work with everything or most things in your wardrobe.

if you love monochrome, then u do u but otherwise id say buy pieces in colours you dont already have,,, u dont have to buy colours u hate but having pops of colour in your wardrobe also helps maximise outfits bc it looks like u have made more of an effort than u have.

many people hesitate to "wear" colour bc they think it looks loud or that it doesnt have repeat value or whatever but thats not true!! u can wear the same colourful piece thrice a week and style it completely differently and no one will notice

accessories ARE KEYYYY,, u can dress up or dress down a look with them. build a little collection of your staples, like jewellery u can wear everyday and not take off?? have a handful of essentials that u can rely on to spice up outfits. a pair of gold hoops, a pair of dangly earrings, a cute pendant, another cute pendant u can switch it up with, a few rings or bracelets, a watch etc u dont have to buy a lot or have a lot, u just have to be smart!!

same goes for shoes and bags,, have 2-3 in rotation that works with majority of your wardrobe,, nobody needs 10 pairs of shoes or bags tbh ,, dont hesitate to repeat things, it'll just be your "signature" look and who doesnt want a signature look?? 💅🏻😌😌

also since u mentioned u dont know how to maximise girly fits with a few pieces, I GOTCHU

its more efficient to invest in skirts and tops than dresses if u are on a budget bc a dress is an outfit in itself and u cant repeat it too often (u can get vvv creative with the styling tho ngl but thats for later)

im going to give you a very simple idea (?? ish?)

this is a very basic white tank top. it looks cuter and "feminine" bc it has lace trims. what makes an outfit feel more girly is often little details like this. so instead of wearing a basic tank top, pick something that is a bit frilly.

u can easily create an infinite number of outfits with this one piece

(i know they're not all wearing the same identical tank top but im just showing u the diff possibilities)

this is a pink satin skirt styled 3 ways:

u only really need a few pieces tbh and the rest is just wearing them in different wayyyyss

idk how helpful this was but ur so sweet 🥺🥺and im so happy u like my style hehe<333

hope u have a lovely day/night and i hope u have a lot of fun with fashion too <33

edit: also just take ur time, u don't have to fix everything overnight and spend money u don't have to buy things that aren't strictly necessary. this is a long term project and it may take months or years to have a solid capsule wardrobe full of pieces you can style and wear in interesting ways

[malewife-overlord]

SO WHATS GOING ON WITH SCL

HI EVERYONE WHO HAS READ SIX CYCLES LATER AND FINISHED THE "FINAL" CHAPTER. AS IM SURE YOU NOTICED, WHAT KIND OF AN ENDING IS THAT? AND IM HERE TO TELL YOU...

IT ISNT! YEP, THATS RIGHT: IM GONNA MAKE A PART 2! YIPEE!

i say as i have maybe 4 readers including my close friends. BUT IT MATTERS NOT BECAUSE YOURE PROBABLY GETTING BLINDSIDED BY THIS ANYWAYS.

THATS RIGHT! I HAVE A SEQUEL PLANNED! but why?

bc tlets be real this fic is SO long. it's at 60 thousand words. a fucking novel. and the google doc lags when i try to update it. looking at it and how much ive written on what was originally planned as a thirty page oc drabble, i felt ive come really far! and im kinda proud of it all. but looking at it, ive come to realize i have SO MUCH MORE to write before im done. so i think it'd be best to separate six cycles later into two parts

Part I, Earth, and Part II, Cybertron. so thats what im gonna do! the six cycles later posts will all have their names changed to adapt to this new scheme :) i hope everyone who has enjoyed six cycles later has been getting interested or at least "what" at the mystery going on within it :3c what happened to solace? what turned luster into a sparkeater? did uptick survive? who is channel, really? who is contacting luster from cybertron? and the most important question of all...

what the hell are you, invert?

ALL THESE QUESTIONS AND MORE WILL BE ANSWERED IN SIX CYCLES LATER PART II: CYBERTRON!

but first, im going to take a break. ive written an entire book for free this year and made it available to everyone because im just here for a good time, man. but i need to rest up before i can write another one. and believe me, its going to get long, intense, and a LOT darker than it currently has.

if youre still around, thank you so much for reading six cycles later. the folks who leave me nice comments and share my stuff mean the world to me. you guys have kept me going even when i felt like quitting. thank you @callsign-relic and @scarlettaagni for your kind words as well as letting me borrow your amazing ocs! and i hope six cycles later did them justice. special thanks to you both for the awesome art you did of my ocs too!!!!!

and as a final send off, and a thank you for everyone sticking around, im going to share a small secret for you: it is not an error that Invert's optic bulbs when she lands on the beach to face Channel are white, even though Luster later describes them as red. remember the moment when he became sentient again and look closely at the text :)

here's your closing song for six cycles later! hope everyone doesnt mind the probably short hiatus before i begin working on six cycles later: cybertron!

[cleromancy]

while from the doylist perspective the stories are specifically propping tim up compared to jason by doing this... i am obviously still very interested in, and compelled by, jason canonically having a pretty high opinion of tim going all the way back to their first meeting.

(for the record, absolutely nothing in-universe justifies jason having this opinion of tim up until tim springs him from prison imo. he beat the snot out of tim in tt29 and it wasn't even hard and yet for some fucking reason he still walks away thinking tim is a Better Robin than he was? like... ok. sure. more thoughts on this later in the post tho)

so the new earth (post-crisis pre-reboot) continuity tim-jason interactions we have, in order, are batman 617-618 (from batman: hush, this ones a retcon and barely counts, its just jason holding tim hostage with a batarang to his throat; and you might also get a glimpse of jay doing this in batman annual 25 lol but its in the other room so im not checking), tt29 (published in the middle of uth coming out, lol), tt47 (countdown tie-in), robin 177 and 182-183 (post-countdown, immediately after jason dumps his red robin costume and one of tims rogues fishes it out of the dumpster to wear, correctly intuiting *for some reason* that this will get to tim), and......... sigh. stupid battle for the stupid cowl.

(and, since were talking about jasons perspective, theres also the picture wall in lost days. i dont know what issue it is because to me lost days is not "made up" of "issues", it is one book i simply open to devour whole whilst weeping.)

i think tt 29 is the interaction i find the most frustrating because... we have an idea what tt29 would have been like if it were good. bc we have ga01 69-72. and granted Tim is such a cocky little shit (affectionate) that jason simply. Would probably not have been able to scare him no matter what, lol... but imagine if this fucking issue had been good.

ok cutting 4 length

the problem with johns. .......the FIRST problem with johns. is that he regularly has interesting ideas and his execution of them completely falls flat. the second problem with johns is that he can't write dialogue. the third problem with johns is that it was really really important to him that you understood what a Talented And Special Boy tim is but instead of showing you that he just forced other characters to. tell you. over and over. jason is not johns' only victim in this quest. (and johns was also not the only perpetrator, as we will see when i get to fuckin fabnic.)

but like i said i *am* actually interested in the potential here, because i do think there is potential.

and i also think that--at least when you read into it as deeply as i do--jason is sympathetic in this issue. (don't give me "hes beating up a child" crap here btw. jason's only 2-3 years older, tims a peer to him, they could easily have gone to high school together if jason hadnt fuckin died.) johns deliberately shows us Jason hoping raven gets a reprieve from the nightmares, and he certainly was *trying* to show us how much it would fucking suck to be remembered as the Bad Robin, forgotten except to be a cautionary tale, what kind of things that would do to a person emotionally. AND he makes a point of highlighting Jason's loneliness and isolation as robin, and. tbh i dont think the issue itself rly blames Jason for that. (you most certainly do not gotta hand it to him though. under no circumstances do you gotta hand it to johns for anything.)

and while jason tearing off his clothes to reveal his party city knockoff robin costume--the better to beat you with, my dear--was, erm. falling mostly on the wrong side of the line btwn camp and cringe... i do think jason writing his own name in blood on the wall was right on the money, *especially* because it was obviously not tims blood. like, tim wasnt bleeding anywhere near enough for that. it was either fake blood or jason prepped his own beforehand for them to DNA test--but also if they saw it before they saw tim, to make them fear for tims life, as a reminder of the risks theyre dealing with here.

oh but i was planning on talking specifically about like. what Jason might actually have seen in tim that left him with a positive impression. as-written? kinda nothing. lmao. or well the one thing imo is this

just kidding i couldn't find the panelz somehow despite posting them literally like yesterday and i ran into this lol:

>:| got distracted again. by this.

anyway i give up ill add the pics later. but its the exchange where jason has *decisively* won the fight, tims crumpled on the floor concussed and winded, and jason demands if tim *really* thinks he was good enough to tail bruce unnoticed for weeks.

and tim says "yes." hes beat up enough he can barely talk but there's still no hesitation whatsoever. and jason is *really* down on himself in this issue--he calls himself a failure, he feels like no one cared about his death, he feels unremembered. and jasons stated intentions here were to get the measure of tim but i also stand by the interpretation that he wanted to warn tim off of the sidekick gig, to remind him you uh. you have to be dick fucking grayson to survive it. (i dont believe either of them mentions him by name, but hey, dicks shadow is big enough for the both of them.)

i think what jason finds worthy of respect here--and, on top of that, intriguing enough that in robin 177 he entreats tim to join him--is the confidence, and also? at absolutely no point does tim believe jason is there to kill him. not a fuckin high bar, i know, but like i said i do think jason had *planned* to try and scare tim off (just also mega derailed himself by accident bc he got too in his feelings about the statue room 🥺), and... its not a bar he would have expected Tim to clear, is all im saying. particularly because while it is *possible* this took place in the middle of uth (tt 29 was released in november 05, between batman 646 and 647, which is the part where slade shows up bc black mask hired him to take jason out, so tt29 couldnt have happened in the middle of those two specific issues, but there are several other points at which jason could have taken a break in menacing gotham to fly to san Francisco), with Jason talking so negatively about himself i have to assume this is after the end of uth.

(you might be able to place this in the in-universe chronology by if/when teen titans mentions chemo dropping on bludhaven, which happens immediately before the bruce-jason-joker final showdown. however i dont feel like poking around for that or any other details to anchor tt29 to the other events happening at the time rn.)

i just also think so much of what jasons doing in this issue is like--he doesn't know *what* hes there to do. he had a plan and hes kinda fumbling it, not because tim is being especially resourceful but because jasons still licking his emotional wounds from uth, and titans tower is bringing up ones i dont think he ever realized hadnt healed. hes feeling everything at once. hes angry and hurt and full of self loathing but i think by the time tim simply says "yes," jason hits the stage of just being... burnt out. done lashing out, fucking tired, just wants to go home, if he can ever find it.

but i do think that "yes" would stick in his craw for a long time afterwards.

tt47: tim kicks jason in the nuts and pretty much declares them even for tt29 lolol. you may have seen my post about how jason only *sometimes* wears armor in countdown--hes drawn in the armored turtleneck and tac pants in tt47, but there are times in countdown hes out there fighting aliens and metas and shit in his jacket, a *t-shirt,* and *jeans.* just a squishy regular degular baseline human doing this and no one ever brings it up. but anyway. do i think tim would have seen jason wearing the equivalent of civvies plus a domino mask, narrow in on that, and immediately decide to kick him in the balls? i sure do. do i also think that this would make him rise in jasons estimation?

yeah. yeah, i really do. lol

anyway after this! after this is jasons briefish world-hopping stint as red robin saving the universe being a big damn hero and getting paid dust by everyone around him, in countdown; i think i mentioned before in this post that at the end he abandons the red robin suit in a dumpster, where it gets picked up by one of tims rogues. this storyline sucks and fabnic is a hack unfortunately. the rogue did it bc he wants tims attention or whatever. not important except for how irritating it is that fabnic fumbled a concept this juicy (tim inheriting and eventually purposely adopting The Bad Robin Mantle) which is also further fumbled by stupid battle for the stupid cowl, and the people who it falls to to salvage it are. johns again, in adventure comics 3, and yost, who is a better writer than johns or fabnic but not by like a huge margin.

and while i do think tim having a bad opinion of jason at this point was inevitable i find it so frustrating the way it was executed... like so often with Bad Tim Writing and also fuckin DC Editorial's Jason Slander Agenda shit it wasn't because in-universe thats how the characters would feel, the writer was using tim as a mouthpiece, and jasons competence and things he cares about arent taken seriously... BUT WHATEVER the point is that when Tim goes to stop Jason from his villainous scheme to reduce crime or whatevr jason has such a high opinion of him that he asks tim to join him:

and jasons loneliness, his desperation to be heard, is such a theme for him in the new earth/post crisis era and i wish it had been. Handled better lol are you noticig a theme here its that Jason has been written badly. (tim too, tbh.) and when tim says no jasons dejected but unsurprised acceptance breaks my heart. but to me the most interesting part of jasons appearance at the end of tims robin series is in 182, when tim--for absolutely no good reason--gives jason the means to break out of prison.

he says something about how its what Bruce would have wanted, but for. reasons i wont get too deeply into rn, that absolutely does not hold water.

anyway i just think there's no way jason doesn't start crushing on tim at least a little at this point. shrug.

bftc sucks and i dont want to look at it rn. but its also got examples of jasons high opinion of tim. and also im mad at it bc both countdown AND his appearances in robin feel like they could have been taking jason to a like. more of an antihero type of role and then we get bftc and morrison and its kind of. fucking hard to get jason anywhere near back on track after that for those of us who still like playibg in the post-crisis pre-reboot sandbox. and i wouldnt be mad about that if bftc had been good bc Jason absolutely does make an incredibly interesting and effective and tragic antagonist when handled well but well. he wasnt. and i have no idea what bftc would.have even been like if it was good bc it was so off the wall and dumb and assassinated actually *everyones* characters. so.

anyway

im just going to roll back to robin 183 now

jasons referring to the damage tim got when he got a little bit exploded in 180, this pretty nasty burn on the back of his head, which was actually why he wore jasons RR cowl for the first time (he was still robin). but what you do see here--aside from Tims narration which puts him *firmly* on the side of obnoxiously arrogant and judgmental instead of charmingly cocky in this issue, to my estimation, thanks for nothing fabnic--is the two of them on firmly cordial terms. jason still thinks more highly than tim does of him, but theyre asking each other about their injuries... tim caring about the wellbeing of people he doesn't even like is par for the course with him, ofc, but once again Jason doesn't really get that a whole lot. constantly haunted by this panel from countdown btw:

does he though!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

here is another jaytim preboot canon interactions post from a few months ago with some more thoughts, some repeated lol.

anyway. incoherent rambling complete for now. however. jaytim time is all the time 👍 i will revisit this.

[anonzentimes]

i find it honestly kind of insane how misunderstood komaeda is online like maybe its because i did his ftes on my own playtrough but just from playing dr2 once to me he never felt like a "uwu hope boy" or a "hope obsessed male junko", he just felt like his own guy with his own reasons that have nuance and arent bound to black and white good or bad mentalities, and because i got all of that from 1 playtrough i honestly thought nagito was not that hard to understand and now i see people boxing him on one or the other and i just sit there like did we play the same game ???????

im also someone that overthinks a lot and wants my interpretations of characters to line up with canon as much as i can and i dont dare to talk on the internet about characters i dont fully grasp so its bonkers to me how many people are so openly completely missing the entire point of nagitos character........

It really is annoying how some people completely miss his character or think he has to be stuffed in specific categories, part of what makes his character so great is that he cares so much and is so sweet but is morally gray when it comes to his absolute beliefs/obsessive coping mechanism but even in the end his moral grayness doesn't have ill intentions. He's messed up by the circumstances of his life and the diagnosis also impacts things, he's still a really sweet boy who cares a lot and all of that is a MIX. Nagito is basically the moral grayness added to Danganronpa 2 that makes its messages more impactful and interesting. Nagito is practically a parallel to both Makoto and Hajime, and with his own sweetness and personality, problematic coping mechanisms from circumstances/luck cycle, and appearance it creates somebody completely new and wonderful. Somebody who's Super LOVABLE!!! In fact Nagito is so easy to misinterpret that the Wiki actually says "He's revealed to be a psychopath," which kind of undermines everything about him as well as isn't actually correct to the definition of a psychopath >:(

also the male Junko thing is inherently wrong because his mindset is completely different and Junko is also well written in her own way, the crazy eyes make people think of it or make jokes about it but it's just completely wrong Lol. Nagito loves Hope and believes despair is absolutely NECESSARY for Hope. Again, more of a parallel to Makoto, Not Junko. And then for the whole "uwu" boy it's like, c'mon dude. I know you didn't say these and are indeed agreeing with annoyance with these statements but I get annoyed too so I wanted to add a mini ramble about it too HAHA!

Anyways, I guess overall I just wish people could enjoy him with completely understanding him more, It feels really good for me at least. Probably because he's the biggest special interest i've ever had in my life and mere mentioning him gives me happiness, but I digress I think he doesn't have to be put into specific boxes. Good people can do bad things, he's a complex character with a lot of depth. In a weird way his character is definitely over the top fantasy from the franchise being that way, but what Danganronpa does is make that feel real. In that aspect Nagito feels realistic with how he isn't just black or white.

thanks for your ask and thank you for letting me ramble on my birthday <3 :D!!!!!

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get to know your moots

thank you @loubetcha

what’s the origin of your blog title? it's pretty self-explanatory, but some lore ig: my social tag used to be claretta.darksky (my name and my warriors cat oc) and i changed it mostly for professionalism. My personal account for non-art things was clarahitsstuff, so now my art handle is claradrawsstuff

otp(s) + shipname(s): maybe its the ace in me but i've never been a huge shipper (i love a good ship im just never thinking about them lol). If I had to pick one it'd probably be msr just because the canon leaves them open to so much interpretation (I love normal msr but am also a huge fan of qpr msr or ace interpretations). Those kind of -beyond-romantic-feelings ships are my fav (soulmates but not necessarily romantic in every universe ykyk)

favorite color: red, but like... spotlight red. alternatively, neon orange

favorite game: galaga but im not good at it. baldur's gate 3 is special to me bc it's really the first online game i've played. Scrabble if you start making up rules. Dnd counts too kind of

song stuck in your head: Seek and Destroy by I Fight Dragons is on my mind more often than not. Currently also I've got The Melancholy Architecture of Storms by Remy Le Boeuf and Armageddon by Wayne Shorter floating around up there, too.

weirdest habit/trait? i don't know that i'm conscience of all of them lol. I have to lock cars and doors 2 or 4 times (specifically not 3) or i worry about them. I'm fairly vocal stim-y. I blush really harder when I'm talking about media i really like.

hobbies: DND! If I could breathe it, I would. I like analyzing media and leaving long reviews. Art (duh), music! I love to write but I've gotten away from it (I rp more often now bc its easier with my time commitments)

if you work, what’s your profession? i work as a stagehand at my college's concert hall! We get to set up audio and visuals for school events but also help load in/out touring shows (this year we're doing dance teams, a circus, a few broadway shows, etc!)

if you could have any job you wish, what would it be? I'd love to have a hand in all sorts of things but currently I think my dream job would be to help organize music festivals/performance events, and then perform on the side!

something you’re good at: I'd like to think I'm a good writer, my teachers keep telling me I am. Art and music (i hope lol), pretty okay at academics when i'm feeling good

something you’re bad at: self care omg. Tell me why I can't seem to fix my sleep schedule for the life of me.

something you love: media analysis! Music (really all but my specialties are jazz and percussion), sci-fi/fantasy

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: dnd. literally for days, probably. Any fixation show/book/media. Music theory is pretty up there. Gender studies and feminism and how sociology and group psychology affects those.

something you hate: there's not really a whole lot that irks me. if anything i guessed i'd be like... rich person arrogance vibes (although ironically I love writing characters like that soo)

something you collect: anything ant-man (its not even that i care that much anymore i just can't stop), washi tape, lighthouse calendars

something you forget: everything but its a toss up. There are some things I'm really good at remembering but they correlate at all and the same goes for what I forget.

what’s your love language? quality time!

favorite movie/show: Shows: TXF, Quantum Leap (specifically the 89 one, i haven't seen the new one), Resident Alien, Arcane, SPY x FAMILY, recently got into Dandadan, Supernatural is a new one for me too but it's good, Dungeon Meshi! Movies: Everything Everywhere All At Once. Any of the spiderverse movies are good, FernGully and Tangled and Treasure Planet were my childhood ones that i still watch, im sure there are others but my memory eludes me

favorite food: steaks up there. corn on the cob, like a good melt

favorite animal: BATS!!

what were you like as a child? really quiet socially but I opened up so much when I was comfy, nerdy, i did not gaf about people's opinions of me (unless it came to my hobbies, weirdly enough), awkward (i still am)

favorite subject at school? techincally i guess itd be music but that always felt like an exracurricular to me. My actually favorite class would've been calculus or maybe physics (the class wasn't that good but i love physics enough that it didn't matter), which is ironic bc i dont use either of those at all anymore

least favorite subject? history maybe, but it wasn't the subject i think it was just the class structure, i enjoy it more in college

what’s your best character trait? my optimism (i hope)! I like to think of myself as pretty upbeat.

what’s your worst character trait? horrible procrastinator. I also second guess myself a lot.

if you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? it's been a horrific bedrot day for me so really anything. maybe that i had done my homework eariler instead of letting it loom over me.

if you could travel in time who would you like to meet? maybe like, Einstein. i think he'd be cool (unfortunately not an ideal time to be a time traveling woman)

recommend one of your favorite fanfics: im still trying to get more into fanfic. Here's a couple i've enjoyed so far. Queen of Swords by Labyrinth01 - character study-esque fic of Scully's recovery after her coma in s2. Stews in the reality of recovery, her relationship with Mulder is so in-character in the way that if this was in the show, i would believe it. the dusting of fall (the ridges of your bones) by the_raving_raven - one of my fav fics and i haven't even finished it. Super slow moving, so angsty, a big character study fic for dean winchester but it also delves into a really painful process of addiction recovery from sam and some of castiel's 'religious' trauma as well. Tomorrow is Long by SamQuixote - de-age supernatural fic but its the angsty kind instead of the shenanigans kind. an interesting study on dean's mentality and thought processes Cheer For Me? by darlingSuperstition - a lighter recommendation compared to the other three lol. this is a ranma1/2 fic but its like... secret identity mutual pining cheerleading au and for me not being a huge fluff person, i love it

tags if you feel so inclined! @loubetcha @substanc3 @kittynicoleart @alexmacc @nvclearwarheads @itscosmicnerd @nexusesvoid @kryptods @oddereyaa @starorbit-bliss

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ahajsksbywpqp sat guess who has 2 tests in the same week in the same class next week. Not very fun for me. anyway I was think abt Kafka (honestly when am I not is the real question). See if it wasn’t Kafka in ur au and I was r I would definitely turn her in for the money, but I unfortunately think I might like Kafka just like a little bit ig so I don’t think k would be able to do that .

Reread part 3 today is her fingers twitching bc she wants to shoot something or is it just bc Kafka and her fingers. Ok thats not what I meant but also…what I meant was that she works with her fingers a lot I wish she used them on me instrument, guns, etc. we still haven’t gotten an in game Kafka appearance w an actual violin, it probably won’t happen but I’m still holding out. And she’s the highest threat level possible for a criminal but she STILL commits petty theft. She is so I saw someone say that the stellaron hunters were all siblings, Kafka and blade are like the older siblings that have to drive/pay for everything, silver wolf is the gamer (so original) and firefly is the youngest. Wish they had more in game interactions, or like they had synergy, meta wise, since canonically they’re one of the most tight knit groups.

oh also your inbox must be full as fuck so it’s fine if you don’t reply to everything, esp bc you answer a lot of stuff, and even tho someone already said this ur rlly great to talk to ur thoughts are always more coherent than mine. And we all get to simp over hot fictional women together.

ngl I might start playing ptn, like I’ve been seeing screenshots and…wow, I don’t think I have enough storage tho. I think the two types of characters I usually like are tiny mentally ill ones and hot evil women, so…

im so sorry my messages are always so long btw, I keep rambling 😭

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aaaa study well and good luck for your tests!!! hope you get a good grade and if u dint i will hack i to your prof’s computer and change it for you

im with you entirely, if it was anyone else in that story i wouldve already called the cops LMFAOOO kafka gets privileges because shes hot and my fav unfortunately… for the finger thing, i think its just one of her quirks! in her idle she mimics playing the violin and like you said she has very dexterous hands (even mentions it in a voice line) so i think she’d absentmindedly move them around when her mind is elsewhere. this is the kind of overthinking i was talking about, when i map out a character in my head i think about the most irrelevant stuff that dont matter😭 but imo they add to her charm a little and make her a rounder character, idk. AND YES i love that her crimes go from suicide inducement to petty theft shes so ridiculous hfjfhdhfj that time in her character story where she just walked in a store and took clothes off the rack then left in front of everyone… shes funny as hell😭

i see the SH as family too! silver wolf and firefly are sisters to me, and both of them are def kafka’s little sisters. i think silver wolf is the youngest though, she even gives off sassy youngest child vibes. i wish they could work together too, having them all in one team would be so nice. but it’s also cool that each of them has a speciality, it makes sense for the work they do

my inbox is full i think i have around 70 asks rn…😭 but to be fair a lot of them are veryyy old i just havent gotten around to cleaning up my blog yet, i’ll do it at the same time i change my masterlist and actually make it pretty to look at. i usually try to click on notifs as soon as i see them but like i said, i just forget to type my answers </3

and omg. anon. if your type is mentally ill and hot evil women ptn is literally the game for you. there is an abundance of mentally ill women in there, trust me… like there’s every kind of character you could want in that game— you could give me a specific type and i could find you a character that matches it, you should definitely play. and if you do, do it before the second anniversary ends (starts around mid/late-october) bc trust me you are gonna be upset if you miss shalom :/

dont worry abt ramblingggg i love talking to u and answering every point it’s really nice!!

[polycharismas]

my monthly alien stage rewatch findings. or rambles. Yeah rambles. i didnt say anything about Black Sorrow or Cure because those are like the most analyzed videos of all time and im tired Sigh

My Clematis: It still amazes me how much of an effect this one still has on me after all the time that has passed and after all the things that have happened in Alien Stage by now. It truly represents every single thing that makes Alien Stage such a special story. I think watching it again after all that went on in the story just elevates it so much more. This time around what did it for me was the monologue because you can easily apply it to every other character in this and it just Fits so well. Because truly what else do these children have aside from one another? Who else are they supposed to believe in? Where else are they supposed to find a God that can keep them moving forward in a world as cruel as this? All of them have someone, the nature of their admiration and the way they express it varies so much between all of them, but it still follows the same principle after all. The whole mv just put it in such a beautiful way it honestly holds up as its own story but knowing there was way more to these two girls and this whole world makes it so much better. I love yuri

ALIEN STAGE: UUugggGGahsgagahHahwnajwjdj Sorry. Okay. This is like the actual real trailer for this thang and its also so perfect. It foreshadows everyone's role surprisingly well. I think the fact Sua is the one singing also makes it better somehow because it just makes sense. She's the one that indirectly triggered a lot of what happens in Alien Stage in the first place she's the most important for our protagonist she's related with the rest of the cast in many different ways and to this day we still know next to nothing about her and yet she's the one singing the song that can be considered a true introduction to this whole world and that's Fascinating to me. I just feel nostalgic about this one also even if it really hasn't been that long since it was released. General banger and also it looks pretty as hell it makes me ill. Waugh

Unknown (Till the end...): OKAY I REALIZED THIS WAS PROBABLY THE ONE WHERE MY OPINIONS WOULD CHANGE THE MOST i have recently taken quite a liking to thinking about Till since a Twitter thread changed my whole perception about him and Oh Boy Did It All Change. It kind of really fucks me up. Till's relationship with Mizi i mean. It's stated he's one of the most brilliant in Anakt Garden. Not only is he skilled at both singing and playing an instrument he's also a pretty damn good composer. It's really something when you realize Mizi was the one who gave him both the determination and the inspiration to achieve all of this. The song he performed was the fastest selling album and he made it to Top 2 despite the fact the aliens are just not fond of him at all to put lightly. And he only achieved all of this because Mizi decided to show him a kindness she has always been familiar with but also a kindness he never experienced once in his life. Till has suffered a lot. Struggling to find an alien that would actually want to adopt him, being experimented on by the aliens and probably way Wayyyyy more, but it only took a single person to show him kindness for him to be able to keep on living. The nature of his feelings can be easily interpreted as romantic but it honestly resembles more that of a painter and his muse to me. So how do you think he felt when he saw his muse experience for the very first time the unkind world they lived in? He couldn't even glance at her during his performance because seeing his idol in such a state was painful. That still didn't stop him from wanting to speak his heart out through a song specifically made for her to hear. I sure hope nothing bad happens to this determined and energetic little guy!

Ruler of My Heart: Hi. This time around i thought really hard about how naturally Luka could hit all of Mizi's weak points through his performance. It's like a skill he learned throughout the years which is a really disturbing idea for me because we all know the state of his mind but what else could this be than giving the aliens exactly what they want from hosting this competition through all these years? Luka's parallels with Hyuna in the way they went about their roles in this world always fascinated me greatly because on one hand we have a total rebel who didn't hesitate to escape and do what She thinks is correct and on the other we have the Perfect contestant for Alien Stage. A title that sounds prestigious but can be also terrifying if we look at it from a human perspective. Someone so capable of twisting people's minds for the sake of entertainment and someone just detached enough to not hesitate at the truly awful implications of being a part of this competition and still participate with everything he's got. We don't know what exactly is the reason he did all of this and we also don't know much about. Anything that goes through his mind. So what the hell am i even talking about honestly. I want him so badly its painful i can fix him❤️

TOP 3: guys Guys Guys Guys Guys Guys Guys. Here it is. Famously known video i never shut the fuck up about. I think dropping this not before Alien Stage started but in the middle of it was genius because now we know exactly what the nature of this world truly is. I will never shut the fuck up about how absolutely amazing this video specifically is. The shift between the perspective of Alien Stage the aliens have to the perspective the humans themselves have is so fucking well done it makes me insane everytime. What could Alien Stage be to beings incapable of feelings? Just the perfect source of entertainment and money they could ask for. Its nothing more than that. But to the humans themselves its absolutely everything. Where they could win everything or lose it all. In this world humans have no other option than to trust their abilities to have even the slightest chance of being given the right to live freely. Where the cost of losing is your life. But also where the cost of winning is your own humanity. This video represents all of that in such a perfect way and it makes me ill in the head. GHhagzgHagGagagagav im normal

MIZISUA: Having a dedicated video for the most important relationship in the whole series is actually such a brain move. You can always feel the love these two have for each other every time they are together but the way you can feel it here just hits. Not a single word is spoken and yet you can feel everything they felt for each other in just that peaceful moment they shared when they were being sent to Anakt Garden. And the way you can also feel the pain Sua's absence has on Mizi in the span of so little time. You can feel absolutely everything with just that final scene alone. You can also see how opposite they were to each other and yet how well they fit together despite that. Seeing Sua like this makes me feel ill because i know already how much Mizi's everything changed her completely. To be loved is to be changed indeed. This video says everything you need to know about their feelings for each other and im DIGGING IT man. I miss them so much it hurts

All-in: HEH. HEY. HI HYUNA. This is like the perfect way to introduce her. We already know Hyuna somehow managed to break into the competition itself to save Mizi and this video just enhances more the way we see her by showing us how strong she is both as leader of the resistance and as a person. Hyuna is by far the most mature of the cast and this video shows it in such a perfect way. Someone like her is exactly what Mizi needed to finally break away from the pain Alien Stage caused her and to search for a path of her own in the freedom she now has. I love how easy going and fun the whole song feels because its no longer a performance for the aliens its a performance for the humans. Its no longer a song trapped beneath all that surrounds Alien Stage. Its a song made for the people that are free from the aliens that's meant to inspire them to keep moving forward and to not stop fighting for the future where the humans hold freedom. All of this also makes the fact that Luka is such a huge trigger for her elevate both of their characters greatly and also just make the whole conflict between them more interesting. What exactly was it that made Hyuna despise this man to the point thinking about him makes her sick? What exactly goes through Luka's mind when it comes to Hyuna specifically? They make me insane in the head i think the day we get more Hyuluka lore is the day i officially pass away forever. Godbless

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Gojo x sorcerer!reader seems interesting :p

@shotorus @elusivemoon <33

SORCERER!READER HYPE this one is v special to me im so happy…. thank u io & sel and anon my sweeties for being interested !! here are some drinks for u <33 🍵🥤☕️

(logan asked abt grieving!reader here io !! aaa im so glad that one caught ur attention bc it’ll def be very prose-y and poetic above all else !! or so im hoping :’33)

anyway anyway!! satoru x sorcerer!reader has been in The Works for a WHILE…. im planning on finishing it soon though!! hopefully…

i think its esp funny that sel zeroed in on this one bc it has BIG col vibes 😭😭 in the sense that the focus is on gojo’s inner thoughts + his apprehension towards love !! mostly just me messing around w my idea of a more canon-aligned gojo, and him coming to terms w his sort-of kind-of Feelings for a new teacher at jujutsu high :33 just lil snippets of them getting to know each other a bit!! fluffy overall and a hopeful ending for our silly guy hehe

ohh and and and!! reader is thematically similar to sugu both when it comes to their technique and overall disposition which kinda makes gojo feel sick 2 his stomach LMAO but that’s also part of why he finds himself drawn to them!!

here are some snippets of it hehe

“they’re a softie, huh?” shoko exhales — smoke drifting past her lungs, mingling with the cold air, a stench of tobacco that makes him crinkle his nose. ”they are,” she says, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. ”it’s not often someone captures your attention.” gojo smiles. ”is that what it seems like?” he closes his eyes, and thinks of you, the fading scent of your perfume. ”well, who knows.”

”everything alright?” he asks, jovial. careful not to let a single tinge of worry seep into his voice. but you only smile. a small thing, barely even there at all. how discomforting. ”yeah,” you breathe, meekly. ”just the summer stress. don’t worry.” gojo tenses. he allows a second or two to pass, agonizingly slow, but you don’t say anything else. so he hums — low, entirely unconvinced. giving way to his usual grin, entirely devoid of any genuine joy. he averts his gaze. (it’s happening all over again.) ”well, alrighty then.”

silently, gojo wonders if he’ll always be at the mercy of kind people who tuck their hearts away safely somewhere no one else can see.

im super duper excited to write this one aaaa, i hope u’ll both enjoy it when it’s out !!! <33

[mandy4ever69420]

‘lone star lesbian mickey’ U GET IT!! probably unpopular but I really hate fics that give him loving bfs and friend groups in mexico that are super protective of him it makes no sense 😫 like I hope he fucked his way through the country but otherwise that man is a feral gremlin thru and thru and regular ass people don’t get him and that’s fine! I need fans to stop attributing a personality to him that makes him more sympathetic or palatable i suppose? it takes away all his complexity pleaseee

i haven't seen these fanfictions* but wow, i really cannot picture that at all. i imagine that it seems lonely to people that he's not big on making more connections but its not something you can just expect of someone. mickeys a real "i know enough people" type guy

i find it much more believable he'd be sort of a closed off weirdguy with a handful of passive friendships that don't really go anywhere. "yeah we get drinks after work but idk their kids and their friends," هيك

i think more so than making mickey palatable, it can just be that people can't wrap their head around him really only wanting a small social circle at all. especially since mickey is so well liked. so of course he should have a lot of friends, right? i know a lot of people find mickey relatable in other ways, so they want for him what they'd want for themselves. this is just what happens with fictional characters sometimes. c'est la vie

it's one of my favorite/most touching features of mickeys personality that he's not super into being close with people. i really like that people just are so fucking charmed by him and he gets overwhelmed. it's not his fault that he doesn't have room for that. like, you don't have to really "get" it, that's just the way some people are.

so if he's not big on forming friendships with every mark, joe, and amy that walk by, it just follows he's not into relationships very much. he found the one he likes already tyvm👍 i also think it's sweet when ian (very social) is just. visibly delighted watching mickey ignore and brush off people trying to be friends. because that's part of him and how he is, so it's part of what ian loves

it might be people think he should date in mexico because there was a decent chance he was just not going to see ian again (certainly ian thought this was a very final tragic goodbye) but i think 1. mickey would be perfectly ok being single, because romance isn't a necessary condition of being alive and 2. he never really believed that was the last time he'd see ian. less so a tragic farewell and more so a "goddammit ok this is a fucking bummer while i wait for the next opportunity to go home or whatever"

with mickey having protective friends it's kind of funny, because i get it. like. it's a bit self insert wishful thinking-y i believe. yeah he's been through a lot and even the person he loves most fucks him over sometimes. but he's just not going to react well to that! it's his business who he wants to be with and if you asked he'd happily clarify that he can handle his damn self

i agree he probably had a number of hookups in this timeframe. (side note: have you seen those people who think mickey bottoming with ian is like special secret level 2 sex that he wouldn't do with anyone else?? dude lmfao). i actually wonder if this ties into the way people are just bizarrely judgemental towards people who like sex but aren't interested in emotional commitment. even as a clearly expressed boundary. in a lot of shows this is treated as a flaw or a symptom of an underlying problem that someone should "overcome" & im mostly fine with these "learn to accept and be in normal relationships" plot lines but you really do have to respect someone's emotional boundaries. sure, maybe they're just repressed because of (whatever), but maybe that's not the business of random people around them

*i have, however, seen promos for fic that gave mickey an abusive partner in mexico which made me SUPER mad. not vagueing bc i genuinely have no idea who or where this was, but that's and incredibly widespread & racist stereotype. idk like white anglo america can't cope with men of color being beautiful and charming and we have 50 years of cinema/media depicting black, latino, and arab men as domineering and dangerous partners :(

mickey is not immune to falling into abusive relationships just for being tough and clever, this is very clear from several aspects of his plot line. you don't really need to do much to elaborate on that. its something i appreciate a lot in shameless, and i'll never understand people who thought it was poor writing for mandy to have an abusive boyfriend, because it's unfortunately not uncommon for people with abusive upbringings to wind up in familiar patterns. but again, the problem is that mandy's crappy boyfriend was cast as a black man for no reason. lip is also super racist to kenyatta (both in telling cops he's selling crack, and calling him mandy's "big black boyfriend"). pull it together people!!!

[quil12]

Souyo + Yu having a gay panic, mostly since it's always Yosuke having it

Sorry this took a few days to get out. I've been playing Persona 2 for the first time so I've gotten really distracted with that lmao.

Anyway, I think this fic is really cute. It's more of a pre-relationship fic, but I think that works well for this sort of thing.

Yu took a deep breath, turning over in bed, his mind racing.

Earlier that day, he had gone up to the hill overlooking the town with Yosuke and they had just talked for a while. It had been really nice, but one thing that he had said was stuck in his head and no matter what he did, it wouldn’t go away. 

“Yeah… Like you… You’re special to me, you know?”

They were best friends. It made sense that he considered him special to him in some way - he definitely considered Yosuke special to him too - but then why did it make his heart race in his chest and his stomach to flutter to hear him say that?

They were friends - and they were both guys. He shouldn’t be feeling like that. 

Because he wasn’t into guys… was he?

He rubbed his eyes. He didn’t want to think about that. He and Yosuke were just friends. That was all. There was nothing else there.

Yeah, he was his best friend. He was always there for him. He always asked him how he was doing. He always wanted to hang out with him. He would always look at him with a smile that would light up the room. He would always ask if he wanted to do something after school, hope so strong in his eyes - brown and loving, so warm and safe. He sometimes wondered what it would be like to sit there and run his hands through his hair. It was probably just so wonderfully soft. He would also sometimes wonder just how many freckles there were dappling his cheeks. What would it be like if, while they were talking, he just leaned forward and pressed his lips down onto his cheek-

He cut his thoughts off, groaning, and turning to face the wall.

Why was he thinking like that? He could tell that his heart was pounding. If that was just by thinking about it, then what would it be like if something like that actually happened? He kind of wanted to find out.

He took a deep breath. No. He needed to stop having those thoughts. 

All of a sudden, his phone went off with a text. It was late. Who could that be?

He grabbed his phone, opening it, his heart racing as he saw who it was - Yosuke.

Yosuke

Dude how do you do 6 on the math worksheet? Im so confused

Yu sat up, rubbing his eyes. He sent a text back before he could even think about it.

Yu

Do you want to meet up? I can show you.

Yosuke

Now? Partner its like 11

He was on edge now, his whole body filled with anxiety. Why had he suggested that? He just wanted to see him. He needed to stick with it though, otherwise he might figure out that something was up.

Yu

So?

He took a few seconds to reply.

Yosuke

Ok

His breathing hitched. He wanted to hang out? What did that mean? Did he just want to see him too?

Yu

All right. Let’s meet at the floodplain.

That was right in between their two houses.

Yosuke

See you soon

Yu took a deep breath, getting out of bed. He needed to get to the floodplain then. He didn’t want to keep Yosuke waiting. 

He grabbed a coat, pulling it on, then slowly opened the door to his room. He needed to be as quiet as possible; Dojima was home and would definitely react badly to him trying to leave.

He tiptoed down the hallway and down the stairs, making it to the front door. He stopped, slipping on his shoes before heading to the door, making sure to open it very carefully. He stepped outside, closing it gingerly behind him. Hopefully no one had heard him.

The coast clear, he started the familiar walk to the floodplain. 

It didn’t take long before he made it there. He walked down to the riverbank, looking out at the Samegawa. It was really pretty there at night - the moon high in the sky, reflecting off the water, casting everything in a silvery glow. 

He turned as he heard footsteps approaching him.

“Geez, Partner, it’s cold out here,” Yosuke said, rubbing his arms as he walked up to him.

“It’s not that bad.”

“If you say so.”

Seeing him now made all his wants so much more intense. He was so close to him now. He wanted to just reach over and hug him tightly against his chest. He wanted to press soft kisses against the top of his head. He wanted to run his fingers gently through his hair. 

He couldn’t though.

“So, what did you need help on?”

“It’s just part of the math homework. I didn’t know how to do part of it.”

Yu waited as he reached into the bag that he had brought, pulling out a piece of paper.

“It’s this problem.” He pointed at part of the sheet.

Yu took the paper, humming. The way to do that problem was a little bit tricky. 

He sat down on the ground, Yosuke moving to sit beside him. 

He started explaining how to do the problem, his heart pounding as Yosuke leaned a little bit onto him in order to see better. Could he hear just how loud it was? 

After he was done with his explanation, he nodded slowly. “All right. I think I kinda get it.”

“Are there any other parts you don’t understand?”

“Not right now, I don’t think.” He paused for a second. “Hey, do you want to just hang out for a little while?”

His stomach fluttered as he nodded. Really, it wasn’t such an odd request seeing as they had both snuck out to see each other, but it still made him so unbelievably happy.

Yosuke flashed him a warm smile, putting the paper away in his bag.

“It’s nice here at night, isn’t it?” Yosuke said, stretching his arms up. 

“Yeah.” Yu nodded, at the same time, seeing an opportunity. He leaned onto him while his arms were still outstretched. 

Yosuke hesitated for a second, but slowly laid his arm back down, letting it fall around his shoulders. 

He was so unbelievably nervous, but this somehow felt so right. He wanted to stay like this forever, pressed up against him, his comforting scent washing over him. 

Yosuke let out a small laugh - something that he felt more than heard. “So, you weren’t cold, huh?”

So that’s what he thought this was. That was fine. It was probably for the best. “It’s only a little bit.”

“Uh-huh.”

Yosuke gently squeezed his arm around him. That was nice. 

He moved, burying his face against the side of his chest, closing his eyes. 

There was nothing but the sound of the Samegawa flowing in front of them and their quiet breathing. He was so warm and comfortable and content. He wanted every day to be like this.

For the time being though, this was fine.

[frogletscribe]

Until It Doesn't Hurt

Chapter 2 - Me to a Stranger

Summary: 20 years since the RDA was pushed off of the moon of Pandora, they are back once more. The RDA thinks their only problem is the traitor Jake Sully and his family, but as it turns out, Jake wasn’t the only ‘problem’ left behind 20 years ago. Anthe was a child soldier, stolen from their home and forced to learn the ways of the humans, erasing any of their connections to the Na’vi from before. Finally free from the RDA’s hold after being trapped in cryosleep, and they're about to make themselves everyone's problem.

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Neteyam finds what he's looking for.

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Pairing: Aged Up!Neteyam X Nonbinary!Na'vi!Reader/OC (OC and Neteyam are both around 20)

Warnings: Mentions of Past Violence, Mentions of Past Trauma, Mild Claustrophobia, No Use of Y/N, Blood

WC: 2035 words. AO3 Link Here

A/N: I'm so excited people are liking this oml. Thank you for reading! I dont know that i will keep up this particular pace that I have going right now, but im trying to stay ahead of posting by about a chapter as of right now, if that makes sense.

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It had been about a week since the raid, and Neteyam still could not get the thought of that stranger out of his head. The image of them disappearing into the trees, golden eyes burning, seemed burned into his mind, coming back to haunt him anytime it got too quiet. Mo’at had meditated on the incident, but Eywa had given her no clear answers, and thus Neteyam was left to wait and hope he would see the stranger again. Worse still, his siblings had caught on and started to tease him about it, how he was so caught up in a person he had never even met. Lo’ak was the worst, constantly poking him about his ‘special someone’, even going so far as to make jokes that Neteyam had already chosen his future mate. Neteyam brushed off the comments with great annoyance and no small amount of embarrassment. He didn’t know how he felt, or why the stranger plagued him so. He tried seeking answers at the Spirit Tree, asking Eywa for some kind of answer, and ended up leaving feeling just as frustrated as when he arrived. He took instead to looking for a distraction, something to keep his mind from wandering back in circles where it had seemed stuck for the last week. 

Hunting came to Neteyam as naturally as breathing, a skill he had honed to a perfect edge. He stalked silently through the forest, looking for any signs of prey worthy of a good hunt. The forest around him was quiet and calm, the syaksyuk chittering in the branches high above Neteyams head. The warrior's ears swiveled forward, catching the sound of something further up ahead. He dropped to a crouch, bow drawn as he silently crawled ahead. Before him lay a small clearing, one he knew yerik would often frequent for the small pond at its center, but there were no yerik that he could see. There was another sound, branches cracking, as something pushed its way into the clearing. Neteyam heard it groan as he pressed closer to the tree line, trying to get a better look. 

It was a person, quickly collapsing to their knees at the edge of their pond. They were Na’vi in shape, but wore the torn and tattered garments of the sky people. The stranger huffed tiredly, shoving their backpack and massive gun off of their shoulders and onto the ground besides them. Their hair hung limp and unkept around their face, obscuring their features. Neteyam watched, frozen, as the stranger hastily shoveled water into their mouth and across their face. He watched as they paused, smoothing their hair back with three-fingered hands before pulling a canteen from their bag and filling it. Neteyam could properly see them now, how tired and thin they looked. Their clothes were stained and dirty, torn full of holes. He saw the faint lines of old scars along their bare arms, surrounded by glittering tahní. He noted the delicate touch to their features, marred only by a slight hollowness to their cheeks and dark bags under their eyes. The same eyes that had haunted him for the last week. Eywa had heard his prayers, Neteyam would have his answers.

Neteyam lowered his bow, before pulling himself up to stand, eyes never leaving the figure at the pond. The stranger stiffened at the movement, their eyes locking on him, wide and bewildered as Neteyam made himself known. They did not move as the warrior stepped into the clearing, their expression quickly training itself into something hard and unreadable.

“{Hello.}” Neteyam started, holding the stranger's gaze as he made the Na’vi gesture for ‘I see you’ towards them. They did not speak or return the gesture, only watching as they very slowly gathered their belongings back onto their shoulders.

“{You were at the raid.}” Neteyam tried again, “{You gave us warning.}” Still, the stranger remained silent. Neteyam wondered if perhaps they did not speak Na’vi, given their choice of clothes and weapon. The stranger rose to stand slowly, golden eyes never leaving him.

“Do you speak english?” Neteyam spoke again, the foreign language feeling strange on his tongue. He never liked speaking the sky peoples tongue, it felt clunky on his lips, but learning it had been a necessity for communication with the sky people at Hell Gate. The English seemed to surprise the stranger, their naked brow furrowing slightly at the sound. They seemed to regard Neteyam for a moment, then huffed a breath and nodded. Progress. Feeling emboldened, Neteyam took another step forward, only for the stranger to take several steps back, hand darting to a large knife on their belt and hissing defensively. Their tail thrashed anxiously behind them. Neteyam held up his arms placatingly, trying to show he meant no harm, making a show of putting his bow down slowly. But he made the mistake of looking away from them. It was barely a second but the stranger was already running, taking off through the trees and away from Neteyam. The warrior cursed, quickly slinging his bow over a shoulder as he began to give chase.

The stranger was faster than Neteyam would have expected for someone both clearly exhausted and so heavily encumbered, still not so fast that he wouldn’t catch up with relative ease. They darted through the forest like a panicked yerik, crashing over roots and low hanging branches in their scramble to escape him. It was loud and messy, but they still managed to keep just far enough ahead that Neteyam could not reach them. 

“Wait!” The warrior tried to call after them, but he went ignored, the strangers sprint hardly letting up as they hastily ducked another branch. Neteyan ran harder, reaching out to try and grab hold of their arm when they suddenly stopped. Neteyam crashed into them, sending the pair sprawling into the dirt in a tangle of limbs. The stranger began to scramble beneath him, shuffling backwards, but Neteyam grabbed them, hauling them both upright from the dirt as the stranger struggled in his hold.

“I said, wait.” Neteyam huffed, feeling exasperated as the stranger twisted in his grip. Again they surprised him with their strength despite their less than stellar state, as he held tighter to keep them in place.

“Fuck- Ah! Let go!” The stranger yelped, seeming increasingly distressed, but they weren’t looking at Neteyam, they were looking past him, at something behind him. Neteyam scowled, turning his head to follow their gaze. Above them, perched the hulking form of a Palulukan, slowly stalking towards them, its four pupils shrinking to slits as it released a low growl.

“Oh shit. Run!” Neteyam scrambled to haul them both to their feet, dragging them to a sprint back the way they had come. The Palulukan sprang after them, crashing through the trees with a roar. Neteyams path was quick but calculated, attempting to avoid the snagging roots and branches, pulling the stranger by their bicep to keep them with him. He needed to get them both up and out of there, beelining for where he had left his Ikran to wait for him during his abandoned hunt. The Palulukan tore after them, hot on their heels as the Na’vi ran. The stranger was breathing heavily at Neteyam’s side, they made no move to remove themselves from his grip, running with him to the best of their ability. 

The Palulukan roared again and Neteyam was suddenly shoved to the ground hard, the heavy weight of the stranger landing painfully on top of him. The predator crashed through the trees in front of them, struggling to stop its momentum. The pair rolled, the stranger pulling Neteyam up with a pained grunt as they took off once more.

“This way!” Neteyam panted, pulling himself up onto a low tree trunk. The stranger followed, and Neteyam noticed their massive gun and backpack were gone, lost somewhere in the chase. He led them quickly up into the trees, towards his waiting Ikran, his head on a swivel trying to track the Palulukan still hunting them. Neteyam whistled for his mount, calling the creature down from the tree tops, and quickly pulling himself and companion onto its back. The stranger let him pull them against his front as Neteyam connected with his Ikran, quickly taking off just as the enormous Palulukan bounded onto the branch where they had just been. Neteyam ascended quickly, breaking the treeline above faster than what might have been considered safe, but the adrenaline was pumping too hard in his veins to worry about that now. 

“Fuck-” Neteyam heard the stranger gasp, their hands frying to grip where his arm held them around the waist for dear life. Their back was pressed hard to his chest, enough that he could feel the erratic beating of their heart. Sweat trickled down their neck, sticking stray dark hairs to their blue skin. They looked around, wild eyed as Neteyam evened out his flying. He tried pulling away slightly, but they only gripped him harder.

“The danger is gone.” Neteyam tried to reassure them. This is not how he had envisioned finding the stranger again, but he could admit, he was not displeased.

“Put me down.” They spoke finally, voice sounding shaky.

“I will take you somewhere safe. We can talk-”

“No.” They interrupted. “Put me down. Now. My gear is back there, I need it.”

“Back- Are you insane? There is a Palulukan back there! We barely made it out!” Neteyam guffawed in disbelief.

“I need- fuck- I need my gear!” The stranger insisted, now sounding pained. Neteyam scowled at them. Then he saw it, or rather felt it. A growing wetness across his right side, trickling down his arm where he held them as well as his front. He pulled away, making the stranger wince, and grimacing as he saw the cause. A large gash stretched across their shoulder blade and bicep, bleeding profusely. The Palulukan had managed a swipe at them, most likely in that last fall. Quickly, Neteyam pressed himself back into them in an attempt to to lessen the bleeding.

“You are injured. You need a Tsahik.” 

“I’m fine-”

“You are not fine! I am taking you to the Tsahik. Do not argue.” It was his turn to interrupt, pulling the stranger more closely to him as he turned his Ikran to the direction of High Camp. They seemed to deflate, groaning but not fighting him anymore, seeming to settle. Neteyam decided to send word ahead with his throat com, 

“{Devil Dog, Eagle Eye, this is Pathfinder, do you read me?}”

For a moment there was nothing, then, the crackle of static as someone answered.

“{Pathfinder this is Devil Dog, I read you.}” Neteyam’s fathers voice spoke, crackling in his earpiece.

“{Sir, I’m headed back to camp. There was a Palulukan, I have an injured Na’vi with me in need of immediate medical attention.}”

“{Are you injured?}” The Olo’eyktan asked, sounding concerned.

“{No, Sir. Just the person with me.}” Neteyam reassured him. He glanced down, checking on his passenger. The stranger was still, breathing ragged as their head drooped to one side as they struggled to stay conscious.

“{But they’re not doing well. They’ve lost a lot of blood.}”

“{Alright, I’ll let the healers tent know you’re coming.}”

“{Understood.}” Neteyam let the com line go silent, mentally urging his Ikran to fly faster.

“You use military call signs…” A soft voice murmured below him, sounding labored and raspy.

“We do.” Neteyam agreed, not sure how to respond to the observation. The call signs they used were in English, something taught to Omatikayan warriors by his father for communication during the raids. Neteyam was Pathfinder, Lo’ak Eagle Eye, and their father was Devil Dog. The stranger remained quiet, not elaborating on their thoughts further.

“We are almost there.” The warrior soothed. He could feel their blood dripping down their back and over his right thigh. The stranger did not respond as they rounded one of the many floating islands of the Hallelujah Mountains towards High Camp. Neteyam shook them lightly, trying to rouse a response, but got nothing. Only the sounds of shallow breaths. They were still alive, just barely.