#literally no one who you should be listening to has said that

[myunghology]

━ 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐞𝐛𝐚,, all twst boys!

╭₊˚ ๑︰❝ twst dorms with their ever after high counter parts! ❞

pairings all dorms, but seperate! x fem reader, reader is not yuu (mc). can be read as either platonic or romantic

cw none.. as far as i know

a/n — YAYYY happy valentinesssss <3 not exactly counter parts, but characters who i think would fit into their dorms!

HEARTSLABYUL — ( madeline hatter, daughter of the mad hatter! reader )

riddle finds you somewhat charming, in your own way, but that doesn't mean he doesn't get ticked off by you sometimes. that being said, he definitely loves having tea parties with you, it's so much more fun!

definitely a little bit chaotic, oh, but what can one expect from the daughter of the mad hatter? thinks it's a little bit silly that you have a teacup as a hat, but it definitely works for someone like you.

i think he'd get along with your pet dorm mouse, finds it quite cute from how it delightfully serves the both of you tea whilst you pat it's head with your index finger as a token of appreciation <3

trey would also love having you around for tea. for him-- someone like you in heartslabyul is like a refreshing breath of air. a little bit out of hand, but he still adores having you around.

baking with you is the best! trey just smiles sheepishly when you bring out ingredients out from your silly little hat, ingredients you didn't even know you needed-- but stuffed it in just in case.

a little bit ridiculed from how you can say such smart things, but then saying “but mmm, i dunno!” right after, when his mind is practically in shambles from what you just said.

cater!!!!! you'd get along with him so much compared to the other boys, just because he thinks you're so silly and so adorable! you definitely pop up in his magicam posts most of the time <3

maybe he will admit a bit he spends time with you and takes his daily clicks for social media, but he does genuinely enjoy spending time with you! you could yap on for hours on end and he'd just be sitting there happily listening to you.

i fear you'd pick up his speech habits as well.. just out of spite and out of pure fun, and he loovess it. thinks you're the cutest and most favorite thing in the world when you imitate him like that!

ace is definitely something. he'd enjoy getting reactions out of you-- but at the same time, your reactions are so unpredictable that sometimes he'd rather not.. he definitely found you weird the first time you met, but he's slowly warming up!

feels so proud of himself once you start clapping and giggling when he shows you his card tricks, you're the first one he'd show his tricks to right before he decides to play 'em onto deuce <3

makes his heart flutter just a bit (his words, not mine). when he sees you cheer for him the loudest whenever he has his basketball matches, he'll definitely give his 100% in the match now!

deuce looks up to you.. in a way. he just loves how you're so optimistic about everything and he adores you! both romantically and generally.

lots of “how do you do that?” from him whenever you pull out random stuff out of your hat, and you just respond with a giggle while bringing out stuff he's lost for literal ages. stuff he thought ace stole, by the way.

deuce just loves the way you're so different from everyone he's met, the way you happily jump up and down when you find out you passed with flying colors on a test, the way you you get along so well with everyone, basically everything about you.

SAVANACLAW — ( cerise hood, daughter of the big bad wolf! reader )

leona.. to be honest, i don't think your first meeting went that well. but to be fair, he does respect you for being so tough, as you should be. maybe the fault was more on your side, but you were just being cautious.

it's a little bit awkward with him the first time, but i think you both would develop a mutual respect for each other over the time being. i personally think you two would try to out-sass each other from time to time, but that's just me.

you still find him a little bit too cocky and lazy for your liking, but you'll get used to it in some time. but it was nice seeing him defend you from pretty sexist students, and then just brushing it off like it's nothing.

ruggie, it's like a game of cat and mouse with him.. get the joke? sorry.. no pun intended. he'd want to, or at least attempt to charm or out-wit you in some way, immediately realizing you're someone who has a no-nonsense attitude.

you two respect each other to a good enough amount though, once you get closer. yes, another one who's just as competitive as his housewarden when it comes to challenges. you're a lot more alike than one might think.

sarcastic x "i'll kill you", don't let him get under your skin, he's just there to berate you in a loving way, i swear! he's just trying to get you to open up, is all <3

jack is also, another no-nonsense person, just like you! yes, you we're cautious at first, but you warmed up to him faster than the others. he's respectful and well-mannered, what's not to like about the guy?

not that much of a flashy friendship, but you two understand each other just fine. even if it's just a nod, he'll know immediately what you meant by that little gesture. probably bonded by shared determination.

your number 1 defender besides leona himself, he's quick-witted enough to notice even when someone's belittling or even underestimating you in the slightest ways, he'll jump right in to defend you, just like what he does with anyone else.

OCTAVINELLE — ( meeshell mermaid, daughter of the little mermaid! reader. )

azul, it's better to be cautious of him at first. he's a smooth talker and he's smart, and you're more of a dreamer, so that doesn't work out that well. so, naturally, he sees you as a business opportunity. you could see right through him.

to be fair.. you were, in fact a little bit swayed with his smooth talking the first time you met, but then shook your head and snapped back into reality once you realize with a dead-panned look plastered on your face.

but i guess, in some ways, you two both work. especially when azul's being vulnerable, you'd push all the tension between the both of you aside and be right there with him. thus— he swears to hold off all of his schemes. for you, at least.

jade's is a little bit of a slow-burn, i fear you'd be a bit off-put by his calm nature at first, getting a gut feeling that somethings wrong. you would've been able to admit that anyway. at least not to his face.

he just loves teasing you as well, finding all your reactions adorable and from the way you hide yourself when you're embarrassed, but he finds your emotional awareness refreshing for a feeling. i mean.. who won't? just look at his dormmates.

i think he just means well.. overtime, he teaches you to be more aware of the people around you. honorable mention to azul.. who definitely didn't try to just get you into a pyramid scheme upon first meeting you, so you're thankful to jade.

floyd, you better run. you're an easy target. small, cute, gets flustered easily, what else could he want in a new little plaything? i mean that affectionately. whilst the other tries their best to stop him, he's just.. "imma do what i want to her and no one can stop me".

although you're likely on edge whenever the eel is around, you do, sometimes, unfortunately, like his company. it's quite a nice contrast to your calm and collected one, being the literal opposite of your character. you really do appreciate how much fun he brings into your life, and he appreciates you practically for being in his life.

you're naïve and easy to tease, but he soon learns not to push you away too much, since, well, he doesn't want to admit it, but he's starting to like your company and slowly but surely is getting attached to you as a whole.

SCARABIA — ( apple white, daughter of snow white! reader. )

kalim, okay, hear me out, daughter of apple white, just please try to understand my vision here. you were a little bit startled when you met him, but he was cute.. you're used to being more of a well-mannered and dignified person, so it was definitely new, but in a good way!

he'd find you admirable, of course. like many others here, he just loves how you're so polite but can set boundaries at the same exact time. you're just.. the definition of perfection to kalim in his eyes. but he does want you to just let go and have some fun sometimes.

you help jamil with helping kalim stay on the ground sometimes when things get out of hand, and they're both grateful for that. he does, still think you should loosen up a little and have some fun with him out of love <3 you just think he's a little sweetheart, in all honesty.

jamil, on the other hand, i think there was a little bit of tension when you two first met. you admire how he's quite reserved yet still respectful to those around him, even though his face literally says otherwise. but in the end, you just learn to laugh it off with your dear kalim.

even though you both may or may not get into small debates sometimes, i'd say you get along well, especially in terms of respect. even tho he does think it's quite cute about how you daydream about little things, he'd pull you right back into the ground out of love.

you two share duties in the dorm, even though he insists that it's fine and he doesn't need help, but you insist even more and saying that two people are better than one when it comes to things like this, and he truly, really appreciates everything you've done for their dorm.

POMEFIORE — ( raven queen, daughter of the evil queen! reader. )

vil really does admire your beauty in a little bit of a detached way. while you two can butt heads about your opinions sometimes, he still appreciates you for setting a new point of view into his life. if you let him pamper you in return, for a price!

you're someone who doesn't want to fit into standards, and vil is well, all about the standards. definitely gave each other bit of a dirty look when you first met, but it only goes up from there! at least i could only hope so.

the others think your bickering is quite silly, but it's really all in good fun. you help each other grow in your own ways, and it's actually really cute. he's content enough with how you are, so he would prefer not to change anything about you so far. keep it like that! or not.

rook and his love for your personality is really something. your playful little banters and small signs of flirtation go by quite easily to your surprise! he's a little bit overwhelming for your tastes sometimes, but it'll be all good.

to put it straight, rook was immediately captivated by you. a bit uncomfortable from the way he eyes you up and down, or as some people like to put it— examine you. but you two do bond over the little stuff, like rook with his archery and you with your dragon riding!

the type of person who'd see right through you, someone who'd squish your face with his hands to make you face up at him when he notices your gaze trail off to the side, asking you if you're okay with that soft smile on his face as he pinches your cheek.

epel, is an admirer of you! admire is a stretch, but it's not even close to how much he loves you. he wants to be just like you! strong and intimidating, but in your own sense. and yet still polite enough to teach him and calm him down about topics like this and brush it off saying it's nothing.

whilst he does practically worship you at this point, your relationship with epel is still, really, very playful. your humor's a bit dry, so whenever he teases, or rather attempts to tease you, you'd make fun of him for wanting to be manly, and being not manly enough.

"so.. are 'ya always this serious? can i get a smile outta 'ya?" is something he'd usually ask upon first meeting you, not even bothering to hide his accent because he can already tell you can see right through him. whilst you respond with a small smile, "if you want me to smile, you gotta earn it."

IGNIHYDE — ( blondie lockes, daughter of goldilocks! reader. )

idia would be somewhat overwhelmed by you, you're so.. energetic, pretty, bright, bubbly— anything positive he can think of. you really try your best to interact with him more, even if it means talking to a screen, which isn't really the type of communication of your choice.

you do admit, you never really notice the way you unintentionally tease idia for his habits, he knows you mean well, especially when you nag him affectionately about going out when he'd rather ramble about technology with you in the dorm rooms.

he really finds it cute when you ask him about random stuff with the topic of technology. it's adorable when you ask him to teach you coding since you want to make your own game— wanting to tell you it's not all that fun, but who could resist that face of yours, really?

ortho really finds you fun to be around. you'd find ortho extremely cute when you first meet him, almost immediately approaching him— but not even asking him about his robotic nature even though you are asking tons of questions, and this makes him feel really special <3

he'd help you with anything without even needing you to ask, assisting you with absolutely anything you need with a smile on his face. you're literally another sibling figure to him and he loves it so much! when you ask him if he can feel what you're feeling and he technically says yes, you immediately say "then can you feel my excitement of getting a snack right now?!"

your hobby being vlogging means your camera being broken sometimes, but worry not! ortho is here to help! and he swears it'll be better than before. you're always so positive that it's contagious to him! he gets motivated just because of you :)

DIASOMNIA — ( briar beauty, daughter of aurora! reader. )

malleus? pshh. you weren't even intimidated by him in the slightest bit. not from his status, at least. you weren't overwhelmed and quite literally just approached him respectfully out of curiosity. and he waaaass waiting for you to approach him, so it's a win-win in this case!

"so you're a prince, huh? i don't mind a bit of drama every now and then." he hears you say with a smile on your face, while he asks if you're not afraid of his presence when you just brush it off, saying you don't really have time to be afraid of people like him when he's generally really nice.

it's just so refreshing seeing you skip the formalities saying, "if we're gonna be together all the time, let's just skip them!" with a cheer. you're literally a royal, but you seem so different from your background, it makes him quite happy.. oh, and he's quite protective over you. he insists on coming with you every time you're going somewhere alone.

lilia would find this interesting. you'd often tease him for being a literal century old fae as he just brushes it off with a small chuckle. whilst he claps back with reminding you you'd go to sleep for hundreds of years, making you pout.

you're sharp enough to see through his little pranks, earning him a smack on the head from you, when he says you're no fun at all, you respond with he'll have to try harder next time around. like malleus, he's also, definitely, protective of you.

he says he's not babying you but he is, and it's painfully obvious from the way you can sense his presence around when you're alone out walking. he just wants you to stay safe in his own way, let him do his thing!

silver, woah, you two have a lot in common. especially with the sleeping thing and kinda— coming from the same origins. but he finds your presence comforting, it's a new thing with him! just be careful <3

you often poke him about being too quiet, teasing him about quote unquote "sleeping with his eyes opened", making him laugh softly while he tells you that he isn't sleeping, just observing. observing you, in a subtle way.. but he prefers not to admit it. at least not now?

literally everyone in diasomnia is protective when it comes to you. you're like.. the most protected person in the history of night raven college. silver would hold your hand to prevent you from wandering off into the woods alone, saying it's dangerous for a beauty like you, playfully referencing your last name.

sebek is, well... something! you have a push and pull relationship with him, and it's cute in it's own way. he's intense and he's a no-nonsense type of person! so.. you were probably more intimidated by him than you were with malleus.

you'd often mock his ways of speech, saying stuff like; "i must uphold the honor of the great malleus draconia!” with a hand on your heart, giggling playfully as he scowls at you in a lovingly way, trust me on this. he does find it cute when you imitate him, though..

yes, once again, protective. saying you shouldn't be going messing around so light-heartedly, adding that you shouldn't be so reckless whilst being the princess of briar valley, just like malleus, whilst you whine and say that you don't just want to wait for a prince to save you like that.

a/n — LORD I AM STRONG. FOR WRITING THIS IN UNDER 3 HOURS

[pdriesta]

a lifetime of us — 7

an —a series of blurbs from past or present, following the main couple from “a lapse of us"

masterlist

pedri had never been the type to care about valentine’s day.

it wasn't that he didn’t believe in love—if anything, he was proof that love could be all-consuming, overwhelming in the best way. he loved y/n with everything he had. he loved her on mondays when she stole his hoodies. he loved her on thursdays when she fell asleep on his chest during a movie. he loved her on sundays when she sang in the kitchen, completely off-key.

he didn’t need a specific day to show it.

y/n had never cared either. at least, that’s what he thought.

but now, standing in the hallway just outside the living room, he felt like an idiot.

it had started as a normal afternoon. they had some of his teammates and their girlfriends over, just hanging out, talking about nothing and everything. pedri had been in the kitchen grabbing something when he overheard the conversation shift.

"so, what are you and pedri doing for valentine’s day?" one of the girls asked.

y/n hummed, and he could picture the little shrug she did when she answered. "oh, we don’t really celebrate."

a pause. then—"wait, seriously?"

"yeah," y/n laughed a little, like it wasn’t a big deal. "he’s not into it, and i don’t mind. he loves me, right? he doesn’t need to prove it just on valentine’s day. he’s a dream. gets me flowers without asking, always remembers my favorite things. i’m good."

"but he’s literally obsessed with you," one of the girls said, sounding genuinely confused. "like, i’ve never seen a man more in love. he’s always all over you."

y/n let out a small, sheepish laugh. "i know, i know. he’s perfect."

"but?"

the question hung in the air, and for a second, y/n didn’t answer.

then, softer, "i’ve always wanted to celebrate."

pedri’s stomach dropped.

"why haven’t you told him?" another voice asked.

"because it’s not a big deal. he does so much already. i don’t want him to feel like he has to."

he stopped listening after that.

y/n had wanted to celebrate, and he had never noticed. she had let it go, let him believe it didn’t matter, because she never wanted to ask for too much. because she was always thinking of him.

pedri ran a hand through his hair, guilt twisting in his chest.

he was going to fix this.

pedri didn’t hesitate to pull out his phone. if there was one person who could help him figure this out, it was caro. she had always been like an older sister to him—teasing him, making sure he treated y/n right (even though he already did), and occasionally threatening him if he ever hurt her.

he put the call on speaker, rubbing a hand down his face as it rang.

"pedrito," caro greeted, amusement already lacing her tone. "to what do i owe the pleasure?"

he exhaled, leaning against the counter. "okay, so… hypothetically—"

caro snorted. "oh, this is gonna be good."

"hypothetically," pedri pressed on, "if someone found out their girlfriend actually wants to celebrate valentine’s day after thinking she didn’t, what should they do?"

there was silence for a beat. then—

"awh, pedrito," caro cooed. "all grown up."

pedri groaned. "caro—"

"no, no, this is sweet. you’re panicking, aren’t you?"

"i am not panicking."

"so what’s that sound? oh right, the sound of you panicking."

pedri sighed, dragging a hand through his hair. "caro."

"fine, fine." she hummed, thinking. "she’d love something simple. a romantic dinner, probably at home. you know how she is—she likes cozy, not over-the-top. and maybe a basket of her favorite things. you already know what she likes, so that’s easy."

pedri nodded to himself, already planning. dinner at home, her favorite things… that he could do.

caro’s voice softened. "don’t stress, pedri. she knows you love her. what better time to show it than on the day of love?"

he smiled, feeling some of the tension ease from his shoulders.

"you got this," caro reassured him. "let me know if you need anything."

"thanks, caro."

"anytime, pedrito. now go spoil my baby sister."

pedri paced around their home, glancing at the clock as the hours ticked by slowly. the quiet was unsettling, almost suffocating, but he kept his mind focused on the task at hand. he had been planning for this day for weeks, making sure everything was perfect for y/n. he wanted her to feel loved, cherished, like she was the only thing that mattered to him. he had subtly dropped hints this morning when they woke up, suggesting she go into the office for a bit longer, but it was more of an excuse for her to not find out what he was really up to.

after kissing her goodbye, pedri had busied himself with the last-minute details. gavi had arrived early, offering his help, though not without teasing. "man, this is a lot of work," gavi had said, laughing as he set up some of the candles.

"y/n's gonna lose it when she sees this. you sure you don’t want me to light the candles for you too?"

pedri chuckled, shaking his head. "no, i’ve got this. just make sure the petals are perfect. i want her to feel like she’s walking into a movie."

gavi grinned, rolling his eyes but agreeing. "well, i don’t know if it’ll be that dramatic, but you’re lucky i finished my stuff earlier. i’m off to celebrate my own valentine’s day now, but trust me—she’ll love it."

pedri couldn’t help but appreciate gavi’s genuine efforts, even if his teasing was relentless. as the hours went by, he and gavi had worked together, ensuring every corner of the house was lit by candles, with flower petals trailing in a soft, romantic path leading to the dining room. the air smelled sweet, like vanilla and roses, and it was as though the house had been transformed into something otherworldly. he looked around, hardly recognizing the space. it no longer felt like just their home; it felt like a dream.

finally, with everything in place, gavi had left, wishing him luck before heading out. pedri took a deep breath, standing in the middle of the room. it was just a matter of time now. the anticipation of seeing y/n’s reaction made his heart race, his stomach fluttering with excitement.

he adjusted the collar of his shirt, ran a hand through his hair, and checked the clock again. she would be here soon. he could already picture her face, the way her eyes would light up when she saw everything he had done for her. this wasn’t just about the romantic gesture; it was about showing her how much she meant to him. how much he loved her.

he looked around one last time before he heard the sound of her car pulling into the driveway. his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped into position, ready for the moment when she walked through the door.

after work, y/n stepped inside, expecting to be met with pedri’s usual warm embrace, the way he always pulled her close the second she walked through the door. but tonight was different. instead of him standing by the entrance, her eyes were met with a soft, flickering glow—candles. dozens of them, scattered all around their home, casting golden light against the walls.

her breath caught in her throat. this can’t be what i think it is.

cautiously, she stepped further in, her heels clicking against the floor as she followed the path of rose petals, her heart pounding harder with every step. her fingers lightly brushed against the petals on the table as she passed, the scent of roses filling the air, mixing with the subtle warmth of vanilla from the candles.

when she reached the dining room, her steps faltered.

pedri stood there, bathed in the soft candlelight, dressed in the suit that had haunted her thoughts since the day of his re-signing—an all-black ensemble that made him look impossibly good. the fabric hugged him perfectly, emphasizing every sharp line of his body, the open collar giving just enough of a tease. her stomach flipped violently, breath hitching as her eyes trailed up to his face. his hair was tousled just enough to make him look effortlessly perfect, his brown eyes watching her with something deep, something unreadable.

behind him, the room was transformed into something out of a dream. vases of roses lined every surface, gifts and balloons carefully arranged, the entire space looking like it had been plucked from a fantasy. it was everything she had ever imagined in her teenage years, the kind of love she had dreamed about back when love still felt like an unattainable fairytale. but this wasn’t a fantasy. this was real. and it was pedri.

her lips parted, eyes flickering between him and the room. “pedri… how did you—?”

before she could finish, he stepped forward, gently placing a massive bouquet in her hands. her fingers curled around the stems, overwhelmed by the sheer thoughtfulness of it all.

“i overheard you talking to the girls about valentine’s day,” he admitted, his voice low, intimate, as if this was a secret just for the two of them. “and i realized that i’ve been holding you back. you deserve to be celebrated every day, especially today.” his eyes softened, thumb brushing lightly over her wrist as he leaned in just enough for her to feel his warmth. “i wanted you to have everything you ever wanted.”

her heart clenched painfully in her chest.

pedri’s hands found her waist, pulling her against him, his touch slow and deliberate. she tilted her head up to meet his gaze, breathless.

“i do have everything i ever wanted,” she whispered, voice thick with emotion. “but this… this is even more.”

the words barely left her lips before he closed the distance between them, capturing her in a kiss that stole every thought from her mind. it was soft at first, slow and tender, but then he pressed in deeper, pouring every ounce of his love into her, making her knees weak. her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him impossibly closer as his arms tightened around her waist, grounding her.

y/n pulled away just enough to catch her breath, her forehead resting lightly against his as a soft smile played on her lips. her fingers traced the lapels of his suit, still in awe of everything he had done.

in that moment, the world melted away and it was only them

"thank you for the bouquet," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, as if speaking too loud would break the spell of the night. "for all of this. i don’t even know what to say, pedri."

he grinned, tucking a stray braid behind her ear. "you don’t have to say anything, amor. just enjoy it."

he stepped back, pulling out a chair for her, and she sat down, eyes widening when she saw the spread in front of her—her favorite meal, plated beautifully, still warm as if he had timed everything perfectly.

"you really thought of everything," she said, shaking her head in disbelief as he took his seat across from her.

"of course i did," he replied, a teasing glint in his eyes. "wanted to make sure my girl was happy."

she laughed softly, warmth filling her chest as they started eating, the conversation flowing effortlessly between them. every bite tasted even better knowing he had done all of this just for her.

as they finished, pedri leaned across the table, his fingers grazing hers before he intertwined them together. "happy valentine’s day, mi vida."

she squeezed his hand, her heart swelling. "happy valentine’s day, mi corazon."

he brought her hand to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss to her knuckles before pulling her up and into another kiss—this one slow, deep, and filled with every unspoken word he didn’t need to say.

© PDRIESTA 2025

[the-stove-is-divorced]

Eagerly enjoying this entire rant, omg??? SPEAK ON IT! Ended up with one of my own 'cause I hardcore show!Mark fan and where the fuck did his guilt go????

Because TRULY, a character, including a child, CAN be endearing and likable without being SO violently Child Coded, AND violently uninteresting??? I gesture at the casually unhinged Robins in DCU, while most a young adult now (sans Damian), when they were young, they were still interesting??? Characterizations will vary wildly, but that's a rant + research deep dive I do not have the energy for, but point being, why is Oliver like this??? Like you mention, Mark has PLENTY of opportunists to self reflect and ponder, but they don't take them??? I am once again screaming at the Angstrum V. Mark fight, because him being literally stranded in the desert with a fucking corpse is the most perfect opportunity to expand his mentality, even if he gets WORSE? Actively clawing at the god damn walls for denying me Invincible's potential Storm in the Room episode.

AND LIKE YOU SAID? Why the fuck did Nolan have a whole ass affair baby? Are we ever gonna know why? Bro was married for years with exactly one kid and just ??? Did exactly what he told Mark he would during his violent meltdown ?? REPLACE THEM??? Who told you to do all that, my guy???

AND YEAH. Show having this be Oliver's personality despite DEBBIE clearly being his MAIN PARENT, istg they're lying to me. Ain't no way she'd ever have a child that's THIS murder-happy. It's Debbie. Take not shit from Nolan!Debbie. Stopped Mark from feeling higher than humanity instantly!Debbie. Either the babysitter's feeding Oliver some bullshit while they're not looking, or characters are being rewritten for a plot we don't NEED? AND TRULY SPEAK ON IT. Nolan having the actual audacity to grab his non-purple son instead of just not putting ANOTHER planet is danger is so insane to me? Mf stays ruining whole families???? Sir, who told you to do all this? WHO? Also please write that omg, I'd be cacklingggg.

ALSO THANK YOU FOR SAYING CHARACTERS FEEL RET-CONNED. I am so utterly fucking insane this season, because who are these people? Never mind show refusing to explain what the stakes for / any world building to make me feel tense when new!GoG broke up, or when Mark refused to listen to Cecil, if their entire dynamic is just living in This Place or not getting jump-scared by a man teleporting in your own home with a Task.

BUT WHERE IS GUILTY ASF MARK? Why is the show actively lying to me but who these people are? Mark is guilty, he is desperately trying to keep himself in control, HE IS A GUILT MAGNET. Anyone should be able to use his guilt against him in some capacity but he straight up ignores two strangers asking for help? Bro should have folded, not have been kidnapped? Mark did not fight hard enough to NOT kill people this season istg, maybe it's my love of whump talking, but bro should be SHAKING at the thought of killing anyone else, or is Angstrum + s1e8 just a foggy little memory? LIKE HUH? Bro should be SCARED of killing people, he should be blaming himself if anyone dies, he should be trying SO hard to control himself (even if that's rage!!!) and finding it harder and harder for a lovely arc! Or his guilt/fear starting to get in his way. Have him train anxiously even, trying to make sure he has COMPLETE control over his strength.

Did we just ???? forget ??? Nolan used Mark to kill people, and Mark straight up had a melt down over killing Angstrum on purpose, if they ACTUALLY stayed committed to how desperately anti-kill Mark is TRYING to be, Mark freaking out over Cecil utilizing known killers would MAKE MORE SENSE. Now, it retroactively makes less sense. It doesn't feel like a, "oh he's getting desensitized and darker", NO. I DON'T KNOW WHO THIS MAN IS. Bring my guilt magnet BACK.

Literally doing anything else with Debbie's parenting with Oliver would make more sense for HER. Like you said, her being so black and white about killing, and (if Mark as properly guilty again), Mark would double down on that. Never kill ever. Instead???? We Have???? Omni-Man's number one fan for ??? No reason ???? There are a million reasons we just went over where that just doesn't MAKE sense? ALSO YEAH ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT ANDRESSA? Her whole baby gone and her husband lied. How does she feel? It, again, I'm sure I'm repeating myself somewhere, doesn't make any sense Oliver never speaks about her or have some tribute to his own planet, like it's such an easy wink to Superman? Like for a show with the concept of Evil Superman + Bootleg Justice League, why aren't there more genuine winks and touches to comic media?

I will rage about Oliver being purple for years.

I cannot imagine the agony of knowing comic book knowledge and the show just pivoting from stuff they set up in their own show, or even the show point out stuff from the comics lol. Immortal insisting that making himself the ruler of a whole ass dystopia is a good idea, and suicide by Mark is SOMEHOW not the coward's way IS CRAZY. Bro had robots automatically give "power back to the people," but couldn't make them kill him if he wanted it so bad? Also remembering Mark but not Kate? Hundreds of wives are a BLUR but random ass teenager you don't even like STICKS FOR YEARS? No for real istg, Immortal is such a violently dislikable character, how did we ruin lives so long everything you love dies? I feel Immortal and Nolan are similar enough, long living, both Guardians whatever, and both had their "just kill me" moment, but I don't quite care because I don't like his ass? I see memes about how he backed Cecil after he was sure Mark left and it makes me cackle omg.

But Immortal is like??? Bro, Mark has put his life on the line at a mere 17 years old to stop his father from killing people, and tasted other people's brain on his teeth for it. Mark justifiably freaking out after he's basically being continuously tased is NORMAL. Did he escalate though? YEAH? But Cecil escalated right back. And again, funny how you invited yourself back when you wanted to? Didn't tell anybody ANYTHING? Like, shut up challenge.

ALSO: We got more from Rae is crazy. Also Kate, it does not help the argument that you left your teammates thinking you died, while taking a vacation/wedding for who knows how long. CRAZY.

And: Honesty such a good point, who do these mfs pretend they have no choices here? They do. Just don't do that stupid thing.

Viltrumites lore drop made sense too mfs killed off a bunch of all and will actively kill off anyone who has a kid too unlike ya, at some point you're digging your own grave idk. Haunted by anxiety/dread of whether something will happen is exactly I will avoid the comics like the plague. I could not tolerate that suspense!

But I didn't like the narrator. At all. They pushed comedy too much, Allen's liners did hit sometimes but not always, and falling flat on joke after joke, at least for me, wasn't fun. But I love Nolan having his "first" friend moment LMAO. Also more people should trick Nolan into doing the right thing lol, STOP AVOIDING EVERYTHING AND START PAYING CHILD SUPPORT LMAO. It did make me unintentionally snort when Mark commented how sad he would look this episode tho, because how can you tell? How? Your eyes and eyebrows are covered and don't move whatsoever. You frown often, how do you know you look miserable and not just displeased???? Eyes are often hidden, and Mark's body language isn't exaggerated enough to always tell what he's feeling as much as the VA is putting his soul into it every time, but maybe I'm being TOO much of a hater here?

Mark agreeing to go hang out on a beach w Debbie instead of refusing and the beach is Beach City (am now officially thinking too much about this crossover lol)

The way I got caught up on our back and forth I almost forgot this, lol! AND OH MY GOODNESS, IMAGINE? I forget exactly what which point Debbie makes the beach offer, but I’d love when exactly in SU/SUF-timeline they’d go? There’s something so fucking funny to me about them going during the SUF-timeline and always narrowly missing the strange, Steven-shaped mental breakdowns in the back. I know those don’t occur in a single day, but it’s tickling me. How could they miss anything? I don’t know I just think it’s funny.

Though, post-SUF is interesting if Gems can see the similar “world on your shoulders”, Mark has going on! Steven can shunt the narrative in the Gems’ minds, which I think is neat, if I’m not misusing the phrase since the guy’s on the road far away. Or maybe it’s just before Steven goes and they stumble into each other. I’d kinda love Pearl and Debbie interacting, honestly, if they could talk about loving someone who hurt you, hide things from you, even when you thought you knew them so deeply, and they left you to raise a child. Pearl being in a well adjusted space, and Debbie still grieving.

Honestly, the gems could help train Mark, they’re got experience and similar-ish powers in strength, sturdiness, and they can jump/run fast enough for flying to be vaguely similar enough to lecture about, I think. Or Lapis Lazulis, haha! Peridot with her trash can lid! Garnet, I’d love to see if she told Mark anything about his future in vague, well meaning advice. Or even giving relationship advice considering Amber. Or, importantly, how to convince an entire reign to end their colonizing ways, lol. Is Mark perhaps willing to start a war, take advantage of being related to any leaders, or fake his own death to varying results?

In general, there’s something so fucking funny to me about Nolan, in the sake of comparison, being Pink Diamond coded. Like OH, did an important or well respected of the colonizing empire come to earth and learn the beauty of its people and nature, including faking/lying/omitting things about his identity and background to being in, only to feel conflicted when his responsibility still remained, and he tried to free himself from them? Yikes! We’ve been through that before! Like gimme Pink Diamond and Nolan outfit swap rn. This is tickling me so much oh my goodness.

[lys-jeorge]

I need to stop reading the fnatic subreddit. It is a silly place.

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

Sophie Shepard & Kaidan Alenko (ME1) 1/?

MIRA'S MORE CANON ME1 "After everything that happened with Zaeed, Caleston, and the Villa? I think need to tell you a few things about BAaT." "Well, after everything that happened with Zaeed, Caleston, and the Villa? I think I might owe you an explanation about how I really know Anderson." AKA: Zaeed Massani and the case of the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad message ping. :) Mass Effect: Legendary Edition (2021)

[seventh-district]

7am, eating cold leftover teriyaki stir-fry for breakfast and crying over blorbos

[vaxxildamn]

very happy Matt decided to clarify his stance on the genocide of the Palestinian people rn. Pretty unhappy with the way he worded it, who he centered in his video, and disappointed to see the responses to it on Twitter.

kinda scared to even post about it bc CR fans can get so defensive about their favorite white people that they can often leave little room for criticism or nuance. but man I have thoughts.

[dirt-str1der]

I will always be vocal about how much dr stone sucks and how stupid it is but to be quite honest it consumes 80% of my waking thoughts and yes i also downloaded the chinese kemonomimi doujin so i could pretend to read it in my spare time

[ninjagotohell]

I just read a whole wacky thread of people arguing which parent was bad Garmadon or Misako and I’m no longer scared of the Misako defenders

[firebirdsdaughter]

I respect your right…

… To interpret this honestly incredibly vague character writing/story telling in this way. I respect it.

You're wrong, but I respect it.

[sturionic]

Activism is not cold-calling.

Activism is not cold-calling, and this is critically important to understand.

I'm seeing a lot of posts on here about 'building bridges' and 'finding community,' and then (extremely valid) response posts saying "BUT HOW??" And I'm going to explain something that can be very counter-intuitive: there is strategy involved in community.

As a longtime volunteer labour organizer, I’ve taken and taught many trainings on the strategy of talking. Something that surprises a lot of people is the very first thing you do in a union campaign. You sit down with your organizing committee, take out pen and paper, and literally map it out. You draw a physical map of the workplace: where are the entrances, exits, break rooms, supervisor offices. Essentially, ‘where is it safe to have a union conversation.’ Then you draw another physical chart of your coworkers. You sort out who is union-friendly, openly hostile to unions, or somewhere in the middle, and then you plan out very deliberately and carefully who talks to whom and in what order.

Consider: If Vocally Leftist Jane walks up to Conservative David and says "hey what do you think about unions," David is going to shut down immediately. He's not inclined to listen to Jane. But if Jane talks to Moderate Jason and brings him into the fold, then Jason is a far more effective strategic choice to talk to David, and David may actually hear him out without an instant reaction.

IMPORTANT CAVEAT: If Conservative David turns out to be Alt-Right David, and could be dangerous to follow organizers, we write him off. We are not trying to reach Alt-Right David. We are trying to reach Conservative David, who may actually be persuaded to find solidarity with other employees as fellow workers. Jason is a safe scout to find out which one he is. It does no one any good if Leftist Jane (or even Moderate Jane who is a visible minority) talks to Alt-Right David and puts herself on his radar. Not only has she done nothing to convince Alt-Right David to join a union - she's probably actively turned him against the idea - but now she's also in danger and the entire campaign is at risk. NOBODY WANTS THIS. Jane was NOT a hero for doing this. The organizing committee was foolish and enacted a terrible strategy to everyone's detriment.

Where you can make a difference is with people who will listen to you. You having a conversation with your well-meaning but clueless Centrist Democrat Auntie, and maybe gently helping her understand some things the media has been glossing over, is way more strategically useful than you marching up to MAGA Neighbour You've Met Once and trying to "build community" or "understand" them. They don't care. They're impervious, dangerous, and cruel. But maybe your beloved auntie will think about what you said, and then talk to her friend Anna who IDs as "fiscally conservative" but didn't vote because she can't bring herself to get on board with Trump. Then perhaps Anna talks to her brother Nic who has MAGA leanings but isn't all the way there yet. Proto-MAGA Nic would not have listened to you, nor would he have listened to Centrist Democrat Auntie, but he might absorb some of what his sister is saying.

This is not a cop-out or an echo chamber. This is you spending your time and energy strategically and safely. You are not a useful activist to anyone if you’re dead. Anyone who is telling you to hurl yourself directly at MAGA assholes like cannon fodder has no understanding of the strategy behind community building, and you should feel comfortable writing them off.

Last point: If you are tired, emotionally devastated, and/or in danger: take a break. This post is for people who would feel better jumping into action, not for people who are too overwhelmed to even think about it right now. You are worth so much even if you’re not actively Doing Activism, and your rest is worth more than “a break period so you can recharge and Do More Activism.” We all deserve the individual dignity of being worthy of comfort, rest & safety just on the basis of being human, outside of whatever we're doing for others' benefit. To deny ourselves that dignity is to devalue ourselves, and that’s the absolute last thing any of us should be doing right now.

[youremyonlyhope]

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[our-lady-of-mcr]

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[damianwaynerocks]

no way the league of assassins taught damian anything about sexuality/gender identity, right? literally no way.

when he’s robin, i doubt he had the time or care to research. dick probably told him “this is completely fine and normal” and damian listened but didn’t look into it because who cares who they like, as long as they do their job.

like he isn’t rude, but he’s uneducated. like he just didn’t have the urge to research. he genuinely does not care.

and then tim comes out as bi.

and damian gets curious. partly because he was frustrated a superior detective such as himself didn’t deduce this and partly because of what the tabloids and social media are saying about tim

gotham gazette: “wayne heir timothy drake-wayne comes out as bisexual. is this just a publicity stunt?”

twitter user: “i remember when the waynes were normal. this world has gone to shit”

twitter user: “all the rumors of bruce being a child abuser and now this? something’s suspicious.”

damian’s like “i need to understand what is occurring with my brother enemy.”

so he researches and looks into it. he learns more and is extremely perplexed as to why some people are reacting so negatively. it makes him angry.

so, under an anonymous twitter account, he starts responding:

“why would the waynes require a ‘publicity stunt?’ bruce wayne is one of the most recognizable people on earth, he already donates and is founder of several LGBTQ+ resources. he has no logical need to have timothy pretend.”

“the waynes are still ‘normal.’ the one you should be concerned about is richard grayson and his idiotic food choices.”

“there have been countless studies that show there is no data to suggest that abusing children makes them homosexual. while there can be a correlation, that does not equal causation. you clearly have never completed higher education.”

nobody knows this, though. one day when tim finds out that damian was looking into this, he asked why. damian panicked and said it was to insult tim better and then proceeded to call him “a second-rate alan turing with a lower threshold for illness.” and “a disgrace to everyone that fought for LGBTQ rights due to your atrocious actions you have made in life.”

[luveline]

Shy!reader and post prison Spence - the first time he calls her a pet name? I love that your Spencers always use “honey” or “dove” or “love” and we know she’d be a mess.

P.S. completely agree with how much I love the gentleness of your characters. The way you write Spencer in love is literally my favorite

ty for requesting <3 fem

“Are you sure it’s okay?” 

Spencer holds a hanging strap. You hold your own, core tense with the movement of the train. “I think I would’ve mentioned it before you got on the train if it weren’t.” 

You nod, glancing around the traincar at the other passengers. There's a stout lady wearing a large fluffy sweater, turquoise with two white kittens at her chest nuzzling one another in knit. A man with three bags of groceries sits just beside her. Further down, a teenage girl listens to music through leaking headphones, her phone reflecting blue light on her cheeks. 

“But are you sure I won’t be an imposition?” 

“You aren’t usually. I guess we won’t know until we get there.” 

“Maybe I should just find a hotel for the night.” 

“Y/N, I’m kidding. You’re not an imposition, it won’t be a problem. There’s enough room at my apartment for you to stay however long you want. Between all the books, that is.” 

It’s just not something you pictured asking him for. Your kitchen flooded in your apartment and the landlord had to put you up in a hotel until he could get someone in to make sure the stove wasn’t about to explode or catch light. But the idea of a hotel is rough torture —somewhere unfamiliar, living out of a suitcase, surrounded by people you don’t know without a door that locks properly. Spencer caught you sweating over it at your desk, pulling the story from you in reluctant drags with a hand on your shoulder. 

It’ll be okay, he said, you can just stay with me. 

Which is relieving and somehow a new can of worms to deal with. At least at a hotel there was no chance of seeing Spencer in a towel. Spencer seeing you in a towel, in your pyjamas, without your formal office protections. 

The worst part is the excitement. 

Terrified he’ll see it on your face, you stare at your shoes next to his. Spencer… Everyone told you he was a dork. When you joined the team in his absence, not once did you get the impression that the man who’d be coming back was like this. You feel like he’d been infantilised. Which isn’t to say he isn’t a dork, he is, he tells you the strangest things, facts or statistics to accompany each topic of the day, and he has all the manners and chivalry of someone who knows what it’s like to be as painfully shy as you are. But he isn’t shy. 

Autistic, he’d confided once. Probably. I’m better at dealing with it now. 

“You okay?” he asks. 

“Nervous.” 

“I know.” He grasps your arm as the train screeches on tracks, turning a tight bend. You’re grateful, but immediately flushed with heat. 

“I don’t want to embarrass myself.” 

“You couldn’t. I think I know you too well already.”

“You’ve known me for less time than the rest of the team, but you were the first person to offer me a place to stay.” You clench the rickety handle of your suitcase. “Thank you.” 

“That’s okay, angel.” He says it simply and softly, like you really are an angel. Something breathless to wait with. 

Angel, you think, heart skipping a beat, pulse slow and then suddenly ramped. 

His arm slips behind your back. “I don’t want you to stay in a hotel if it’s going to scare you. Besides, it’ll be fun. Like a sleepover.” He laughs. And you, despite your flush, heat sinking across your chest like a bruise, manage to laugh back. “I’ve never had one before.” 

“What?” 

“Never had a sleepover. I didn’t have any friends in school, and I haven’t had a girlfriend stay the night before.”

You look up at him with wide eyes, expecting a retraction. Not that you’re my girlfriend, not that you’re anything like that at all. 

He smiles at you. “Should we get takeout?”

“What were you thinking?” 

“There’s an Indian restaurant between the station and my apartment? We can stop in. Or we can order something to come. Or I can cook, if you want home cooked.” 

“No, it’s fine, you don’t have to cook–”

His lips turn to a quizzical pout. “I don’t mind.”

You want him to call you angel again. You want him to take you home, make you dinner, and you want to sleepover. Like a girlfriend, you want to wake up in his bed. 

“Sorry,” you breathe, “I think I’m just tired.” 

“Are you sure?” You nod. “Alright. I was worried you didn’t like the pet name, but your pupils dilated when I said it–”

You can’t escape him. One hand in the hanging strap above, the over on your suitcase handle, you have no choice but to stand there with his arm around you to keep you from falling, face so hot with it that you’re sure you’d be feverish to the touch. “It’s fine,” you say, too afraid to look at his face that you end up staring at the nice shape of his throat, his black and purple tie. “Call me what you want. Um, I think we should get Indian.” 

“Good choice, angel.” 

[alwaysshallow]

divorced simon...... or still in the court, your husband (almost ex) that doesn't want to let you go.

not only because he loves you (and in his mind, it should be clear; no matter if he says it or not) but because he owns you. he said "till death do us part" and as a person who almost died, multiple ways, it has a meaning to him.

it means that no matter what, you're gonna be here. and he's gonna be here too—crawling to you from the deepest, darkest depths of hell just to lay in the same bed as you, in his home, and you’re gonna be in his arms.

simon’s always been possessive, not only when you two got married, but when you two were dating too, so that’s not a surprise he doesn’t let go things easily. he gives your attorney dirty looks, provoking him whenever he feels like it, checking if he doesn’t have funny business with you. if he’s only your attorney. 

it’s only right that he got himself one; the best he probably could find here, a shark who definitely wants too much money, but simon ain’t gonna go cheap on you. if it means he’ll get you back—this way or another, but he prefers to do it in a civilized way—he’s gonna spend every penny chasing you.

and it feels pretty good after a few months of battling in court. your pissed glances at him only get him worked up more, and the two of you can feel exactly like when you were just fresh into your relationship. 

you’re not really one for the arguments, never were—his good girl knows better than that, knows how to talk to him rather than argue. an art he didn’t learn even to this day—so it’s not a surprise he eventually corners you in the women’s bathroom. locks the door so your mother or anyone else won’t interrupt you two. 

“what are you—”

“—sssh.” it’s probably the first situation in months that only the two of you are alone. completely alone. without all of the judges, attorneys, and family. it’s no surprise he wants to talk to you in private, but you know exactly why you avoided him.

his brown eyes; hands, full of scars, full of blood of his enemies, caressing your waist and his body that press against you when he wants something badly. just like it does right now, when he whispers something to your ear, and you’re not sure what because you can only focus on his cock pressing against your ass.

“—so, let’s go home.”

“it’s my house, simon,” you try to reason with him, clearing your throat out of all the saliva that’s been building up. “the court—”

“—built it with our money, with my own fuckin’ hands, ‘m not gonna listen to some guy that knows better.” his hand travels down, right under your skirt. “my favourite color, and you expect me to just watch you?”

yeah. yeah, maybe it was a moment of weakness, maybe longing, but when you leave the bathroom with disheveled hair, a wolfish grin on simon’s lips, you know you’re fucked with the divorce.

quite literally.