#maybe because thats what they did with their time

[pulsingvoid]

i really dont feel qualified enough to speak out about anything im still too tired and scared and full of both warranted and misplaced guilt to properly function but i do need to express one thing. which is that we have got to find a way to talk about women and feminism and misogyny and men and the patriarchy again. we cannot go on pretending misogyny isnt as rampant as ever, more rampant than its been in a long time, and that it isnt just as much a danger as all the other fucking dangers hovering over us at any given minute. letting terfs hog feminist spaces is one of the worst things we did and im tired of blaming the terfs for it when thats just as much on us as it is on them. we are letting ourselves down and we are letting trans women down we are so segregated and so distractible we tiptoe around everything we have fucked our solidarity to hell im sick of biting my tongue on women's issues im sick of being nervous to voice my opinions to other women irl and im sick of having to check feminist blogs on here to see if theyre terfs before i interact im sick of people nitpicking each other's language because certain things sound like "terf dogwhistles" like yeah no shit they do because they weaponized them! theyre controlling the entire fucking narrative! at this point i'd rather see flawed feminism than none at all maybe im crazy but i am trying to have some fucking faith in other women and i know how i feel and how much i love my trans sisters and my trans friends and how safe i feel in trans spaces because im becoming a bigger and more gender nonconforming dyke with every breath i take and i dont care how it comes off to strangers online im gonna rebuild my community and im gonna talk more about being a woman and all that entails and what it means to me. and if any of this spoke to you in any way i am literally begging you to find a way to do the same

[maybanksprincess]

size kink pt 2!

warnings: mean!jj, smut, rough sex, size kink, mild slapping, finger sucking, daddy kink, neck biting, choking, allusions to aftercare

pairings: mean!dom!jj x thick!reader

requested by @jjmaybankssurfergf i hope you like it sweetheart 💋 (meaner jj has me feral😩)

it was 12:06 at midnight, everyone in the chateau was asleep, but jj just had to get his hands on you. he pushed you down onto the bed of one of the empty rooms, and pinned ur wrists above your head.

his other hand worked to pull your lacy panties off. his grip on your wrists still remaining firm. when he gets them off, he shoves them in your mouth to muffle any protests.

he pulls his cargo shorts and dark blue boxers off, tossing them off to the side. he slaps his hard, girthy cock against your clit, causing you to shudder.

he teases your folds for a moment, before thrusting his cock in slowly. he grabs the back of your plushy thighs and pushes them up to your chest so he can get in deeper.

he leans down and bites your neck to muffle his own groans, he sees some drool trickling down your chin from around the panties, and he yanks them out of your mouth, replacing them with his fingers.

when you gag around his veiny fingers, his dick twitches slightly inside of you.

"dont make a fuckin' sound." he whispers in your ear lowly, before slamming into you roughly, his balls hitting your ass with every harsh thrust.

you try your hardest not to make noise and to be good, because you knew what would happen if you disobeyed him in this moment.

you try to speak around his fingers, earning a slap on your cheek from jj, the sting only doubling your pleasure.

"what did i jus' say, hm? be quiet baby. you dont want daddy to punish you, do you?" he emphasizes his words by, shoving his fingers farther down, making you gag and cough.

when he doesnt get a response, he slaps you again, a little rougher this time. "do you?" he repeats, his words more firm.

you shake your head quickly and mumble a "no." around his fingers, trying not to choke.

jj speeds up, pulling his fingers out your mouth to squeeze your throat. "no what?" he questions.

when you look up at him, you dont see those pretty ocean eyes, you see them replaced with dark blue, lustful eyes.

"n-no daddy." you cough out, your voice raspy and broken from the impact of his fingers and the ringed hand around your throat.

"thats exactly what i thought baby." he says, then removes his hand from around your throat, giving you a second to breathe before shoving three fingers down your throat this time.

he looks down at the big buldge his making between your pretty thighs.

"yur' gonna shut that pretty little mouth f' me, and cum around my dick. can you do that for daddy?" the last part of his sentences has a underlying tone of teasing to them.

"yes daddy." you moan around his fingers. but his pace never falters, he keeps rutting into you, moving your feet on his shoulders, and moving his hand from your plushy thighs to rub your clit as he keeps slamming into you.

"mm look at her squeezin' my cock like that. looks like shes turned on by daddy bein' mean, hm?" he adds with a smirk.

he chuckles darkly, as he watches you still whimper lowly around his fingers. not long after, the band in your stomach snaps, all the pressure leaving your body, and soaking his cock.

he leans down and bites your neck to muffle his groans as he cums inside you. little "mm"s and "ahh"s vibrate against your neck, for a few moments before he pulls out of you with a pop.

he pulls his fingers out of your mouth and admires the fucked out look on your face. the mascara dripping down your squishy cheeks almost makes his cock stir to life again, but he refrains himself.

he squeezes your thigh, and presses a firm kiss to it before getting up. "cmon sweetheart, lets get you cleaned up. maybe ill give you a reward for being so good and quiet for daddy."

[quitealotofsodapop]

I've sent a similar ask before, but in peachsoup I want to see everyone's reaction to Sun Wukong being named Peaches.

Nehza: *face palms.* No memories and he is still subconsciously pining.

Erlang: *on the floor laughing* It takes a special kind of simping to do it with no memory.

Macaque: *crisis because even with no memory, Wukong chose his nickname for him as a name, but also he's supposed to be angry about dying but peaches-*

Prev.

Dont worry about resending. My inbox is stuffed to the gills and I get lost in it. Also indenting doesnt seem to work right when im on mobile.

I ended up making a bit of character dialogue based on this ask between Peaches and his school-friend "Nez"

Nez: "So how did you get the name Peaches?" Peaches: "Oh! When Dadsy- uh dad found me and MK, he called me it because peaches were pretty much the only thing I ate." Nez, agreeing hum: "Make sense." Peaches: "Then when we were adopted, we needed new legal names - so Zhu Taozi it was!" Nez: "So... you never considered having another name? I mean, the legal folk definitely gave you time to think about it. Why did Peaches resonate with you?" Peaches, twirling hair in thought: "This is gonna sound weird... but I felt like it's always been my name." Nez: "Really?" Peaches: "I know! It sounds so weird! But when I heard it for the first time, it just sounded so natural. Like someone I care about a long time ago called me it? Nez, intrigued: "Oh... so you think it was a nickname from a sibling or a parent or...?" Peaches, confidently: "I think it was someone I was in love with." Nez, memory thread unlocked?: "OH. Oh um... how can you tell?" Peaches, blush creeping: "I don't know! When I sit and meditate on stuff like this, I can just imagine someone just so beautiful with this deep voice chuckling my name like it was meant for me." (*hugs his own body lovingly*) Nez, honesty touched: "Aww..." Peaches, little embarrassed: "I'm sorry. Thats sappy." Nez: "Nah, it's really cute. Who knows? Maybe it's a sign from Yue Lao about who your soulmate it. He sometimes uses dreams to push fated lovers towards one another." Peaches, tail swishing with excitement: "Oh my gods, you're right! It could be a premonition! I wonder if my fated one is as beautiful as I see them! Nezha, internally: "He can't remember over 2000 years of life, but he can remember what his mate used to call him. It would be funny if it wasn't so bittersweet."

Once Macaque gets back, it's hard to see where his face mask begins and end. Learning that even with his memories gone Wukong chose to be called "Peaches", sends the shadow monkey into a conflicted mess. He's mad about getting KO'd obvs, but "Peaches" is both a tragic example of what if Wukong had died (Peaches is almost his own monkey after all), and a revelation that Wukong never truly forgot his mate.

Erlang is laughing his ass off as all of this goes down. His third eye was just spitting patch updates to him one day and BAM; Wukong's mate is back, and just learned that his amnesiac mate remembered and valued his pet name enough to make it his new name. It's way too funny to keep quiet about. He tells all his sworn bros about it.

When Peaches' family realises that "Peaches" was the pet name his big bro's crush called him back when they were a couple... they think its really cute. But the bad boy still isn't coming over for dinner.

[dairy-farmer]

Need Tim to have a very brief career as a pop musician. Rebeccah Black, Kardashian style where he doesn’t right or care about the songs making process it’s purely for publicity and his public persona. Two maybe three music videos where is super 2000’s lipgloss pop. Then everyone just moves on like it never happened

just like those universe where bruce is a realiy tv star!!! tim tries to think of the most brainless, blatently ego inflating, and fame chasing thing he could do for his cover and settles on pop singing. at the time the music "flops" by industry standards, a handful of articles get written, a couple hundred thousand downloads but its perfect and just what tim was going for. he chose the most catchy songs with the most meaningless lyrics that were easy to remember and finish recoring within a day because he has shit to do. he doesn't advertise, doesn't care much about the songs aside from dropping them and dipping because their purpose was just in stirring up some interest for his shallow civilian persona.

and for years thats all it is. only that for some reason years later tim's music and long forgotten songs resurge in popularity. might have something to do with the fact that the recording studio bundles a bunch of audio and sold it as roylaty free music to a distributer and now all of a sudden tim's old songs are being used by internet users who make videos and edits. tim is getting FAR more attention than he wanted because these people are taking his music serious????

the music isn't even good by tim's standards!! granted tim listens to dad rock, punk, and some gotham based rap and hip hop groups. but tim choose the most sugary, lipgloss, bubblegum pop mix music he could find because it was SO different from what he liked. tim doesn't even sing for most of the song!!! its mostly drum loops, synths, and some instrument playing.

and now people are suddenly shifting attention to him for somethingg he did as a publicity stunt years ago.

im just dying at the thought of teenage tim dropping like 5 songs one day and doing nothing for years only for them to explode years later and now he's stuck in a situation of his own making. tim's music getting the dc equivalent of tiktokified 😭😭😭!!!

[septembermonologues]

i am so fucking terrified, i don't know how to get through this waiting

I guess I'm asking if there's any hope left to be had

the wait is so brutal but yes, i firmly believe that there is always hope!! some things i'm trying to keep in mind are:

- the red haze-- early results seem widely red because in-person votes lean republican. those votes are also counted first and faster because they're smaller counties compared to denser ones that lean democrat. make sure you're looking at the % of ballots counted because projected results aren't true results. the race won't start to actually solidify until tomorrow morning.

- keep an eye on your state and local reps! the nitty gritty stuff can be more positive than the national (i live in a pretty rural area but i just happily voted for rep underwood--a younger progressive black woman--a second time).

- just because results come short of what we hoped doesn't mean they represent popular opinion. in florida, marijuana and abortion rights have fallen short even with a 50%+ majority because they require a 60% majority to pass. i know it's incredibly disheartening to not see popular opinions supported by law but i also believe that you have to remember that people, especially people in historically red states, don't necessary tow the stereotypical line. there is room for movement and change.

- there are ballots that currently aren't being counted because they have errors that are CURABLE and CAN be counted if corrected. i already reblogged something about it but if you voted (esp if by mail) please answer unnamed calls because it could be about your ballot. if you go here at vote.com you can also track your ballot.

- there are always, always things for us to do between elections. encourage your friends and family to look forward at the 2026 midterms (they can have huge effects on congress) and start planning, see if there are any campaigns that could use your help moving forward, look into working polling stations in the future (i did it in 2018 and it was a long but fulfilling day), get the fuck outside and moving around. find out where you can volunteer around you- homeless shelters, food banks/kitchens, community events. read some history and some theory-- we aren't actually in completely unprecedented times and it's important to remember where we've progressed from.

- honestly? stop giving batshit crazy people the attention they want. no rage engagement. its what they want. focus on raising awareness without directly interacting with them.

- it fucking sucks ass that its this close and that extremists win. i will never ever say that it doesn't. but it will not be the end. it will be hard but thats when we have to lean on each other. we can't be afraid to ask each other for help and we have to find things to be excited and hopeful for. there is some truth to "other people have it worse so i have to keep going". who are we to give up on the whole?

maybe im just tipsy but i just find so much hope and inspiration in the work so many people put into civil service. people want better than what we have and are fighting for us. i can't let myself get too negative because it doesn't do any good to wallow. just in general i love humanity too much to let the bad win.

[hypernova-writes]

Im on my knees as i typing this, I NEED REQUEST THIS TO SOMEONE https://www.tiktok.com/@alecio.sun/photo/7432648182913355014?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7417049009333863944 fic where one day reader mischievously dailing random numbers on phone planning to be prankcall and it connected to blu sniper, they started off small talk and it turned become daily activites calling eachother talking random stuff, how their days been and turned into friends and more idk? I NEED HIM -🐈‍⬛

a/n: PLEASE I'VE SEEN THIS I WAS IN SHAMBLES MY POOR BABY- So yes I will write this because oh my god ;-;

I Just Called to Say, I love you. (BLU! Sniper x Reader)

based on this song (I used to play it all the time in my music class on piano-)

It all started with a random number.

You were bored, and decided to start randomly calling numbers, dialing them just for fun.

You got a lot of no answers, a few people wanting to hold a conversation, pranking a few, a few angry people, but never more than that.

That was until one day, you called him.

At first you were just going prank him and tell him some shitty ass joke, until you heard him actually speak.

“Hey..can ya..maybe stay on the line wit me?”

You were confused at first, but you shrugged, what’s the harm in talking to the fellow? You could tell he had an accent, it was kinda cute. He sounded shy almost, surprised that someone else actually answered him.

“You know, I didn’t expect someone to ever call me.” “Huh? What do you mean?” You asked him, and he went silent for a bit before finally answering.

“Sometimes..I stand at the phone, waiting for hours, for someone to call..and you were the first to ever do so.”

You could feel your heart twist. You didn’t know why, but you felt drawn to this guy, feeling awful. Everyone should have someone to call home to.

And you wanted to be that person for him.

“Hey..What’s your name?” “Me?” “Yea you. You’re the only person on the other side of the line.” You joked, and that pulled a short chuckle from him.

“Mundy.” “Mundy? Well…I’ll be here whenever you need to call, I’m Y/n.”

He goes silent on the other side for a bit.

“Same time tomorrow?” “Of course.”

—

This started a steady routine between the two of you, like clockwork you would call, and it didn’t take him that long to pick up.

You learned he was a mercenary, a Sniper to be exact. You would sometimes hear his teammates in the background, asking him who he was talking to, trying to be nosey and interrupt to which he’d yell at them for.

You explained what you did for work to him, and you sighed. “It’s not as fun compared to your job, I bet you get to travel all the time.”

He chuckles at you, “Maybe, I do have my own camper, I drive alot. Tend to be sent on longer assignments. Thats why i’m late sometimes..”

“Oh no it’s okay! I can understand, sniping must be an interesting job though!” “Hmm. I guess so.”

He would ask you about your day all the time, excited to hear from you, even if you did something so mundane like laundry.

In reality, he just loved to hear your voice.

It felt so nice to actually have someone on the other end to listen to. He could listen to you read the most boring book in the world and he’d still be there, eagerly waiting for your call.

That’s when he realized, you were no longer just a friend that he would call everyday.

He was falling in love with you. And he didn’t know how in the world to say it. Hell he was just a stranger that you so happened to call one day! The two of you had just figured out how each other looked after sending letters when he couldn’t call one day.

You were beautiful, and he still felt like he didn’t deserve you at all.

“Mundy? You still there?”

Fuck. He didn’t realize he had zoned out, “Y-yea..I-’m still ‘ere sheila..Just thinking.” “Thinking about what?” You asked and he didn’t process his words before they just came spilling out of his mouth.

“How lucky I am..to get to hear your voice everyday.”

The phone went silent for a while and Sniper got worried as he tried to fumble to find the words to try and reign back the conversation when he heard you begin to giggle.

“Well..I’m glad to know..you feel the same way I feel about you..”

Sniper could feel the blush trail up on his face and he just knew his ears were bright pink, he hid his face as he leaned closer to the phone as if that would put him closer to you.

“Wa-wait? Really?..” he managed to get out. His heart felt like it was doing several backflips at once. He gripped his chest as he waited with bated breath for you next words.

“Mhm..I love talking to you…Just like..I love you.”

Sniper feels a grin slowly creeps on his face, he starts chuckling as he blushes. You said it. You said it..You loved him. Just as he did you.

“I hope you know, That i have to see you now.” “Well, You have the letter i sent right?” “Yea.” “Ill be waiting then.”

The call dropped and Sniper felt his lanky body move faster that it ever had before, he quickly went out to his camper and grabbed the letter, he then pulled out his map, seeing that you truly did not live that far, a 2 hour drive was nothing, he’d driven farther for missions. He could use the next cease fire day to go and see-

“YO SNIPES! PHONE!”

Sniper was confused, as he quickly ran back to the phone, snatching it from Scout who only rolled his eyes at him.

“..’ello?” “Just calling back to say, I love you~”

I LOVED WRITING THIS SO MUCH MY HEART-

[sastielsmanuscript-draft]

A sastiel finale confession would go hard because they'd totally kiss while Cas was taken away for extra drama

in my head, it would the same everything. The same buildup, setting, and emotions. Only difference is that instead of Dean, It would be Sam. And the confession would go a little differently. Cas would not only talk about how learning and exploring the earth has changed him, but Sam also changed him. In a way that he'll never forget. cas recalls the first time he met Sam and how he thought he was so dangerous and evil. How angel radio gossiped about the boy who was were to be demon king would kill everyone and everything its in path. How he was going to follow the exact timeline of events transmitted from angel general to angel soldier to now to Cas. But when he first met Sam, he wasn't like anything that the angels had talked about. He talks about how he observed Sam. How it was an order to keep him under wraps, to make sure the vessel doesn't do anything wrong. But as he did so, he saw that the vessel wasn't just a vessel. It was a whole being with its own thoughts and hopes and dreams. How caring and loving Sam was to anyone and anything. Except demons of course. Then he goes on that during that time he learned a lot of stuff while observing-turned-to-conversing with Sam. like emotions; a few emotions that he experienced that he didn't quite know until now. Which was embarrassment and regret (for thinking Sam was this monster, now that he reminisces. but he also experienced something he would never forget. something that would be at the back at his for forever. love. He doesnt say that though. Then season 5 happened, where sam was going down the path of sacrifice. He tell Sam how he didn't want him to go so bad, but Sam had made up his mind. And Cas accepted that...he just stood there and accepted that. He knew that it was wrong and oh so badly how he didn't want him to go. But Cas let go. Then when Cas had the chance to rescue Sam from the cage, he took that chance. He took the chance to make amends with Dean. he took the chance to do something that was his idea. He took the chance to make it up to Sam. To repent for letting Sam go like that. Even though Sam was soulless. Cas apologizes to Sam, saying that maybe Sam was larger than he thought. Playfully saying and laughing off the fact that Billie was banging at the door, yelling thats it times up for Cas. And Sam is at the door trying to buy more time for Cas, to help him before he goes. Sam is in a mix between sad and anger, trying to figure out what is Cas trying to say to him. Why is he confessing to him now at the moment. Cas continues to relay all the moments with Sam (or what there was since the writers never had them be in a scene for more than 10 minutes). Cas crying and voice faltering. He even thanks Sam for looking after Jack when he was gone. How he believed in Jack even when no one else did. Sam is still at the door still holding back Billie, now angry mass of almost liquid goop, still clueless. Sam responds in the most fake platonic way possible. he says that he enjoyed every moment with Cas, how every time he was with him, it felt so special and nice. like an angel watching over him. he says that he always believed and prayed to angels, but thought he never would get response. But maybe he did. and that response was Cas. thats when Cas confesses that Sam changed him. reiterating the first sentence he said. This time with tears and a fractured voice. he says Sam changed him and that he loves what he has become and the he loves...thats when it clicked in Sam's head at the moment. He calls out for Cas, saying his name in desperation. As if it might be the last. Cas says he loves Sam. They both stand in silence. The banging ceases. It was like the world had stood still in time. For them. Cas stand there, waiting for a response or reaction or something, He doesn't care, he wants to hear what Sam says. Sam is in distraught. Not because the person who is in front of him might just go to superhell at any moment right now. Well mostly that. But its the fact that an angel who hated him before, who then helped him and considered a friend, brother, and a little of

[yourfavoriterandom]

basically when we were friends the topic of shitting on mcyt creators got brought up (cause they suck) and i said "ok but ranboo is pretty cool right?" since i've seen clips of them and the two (i think blve was there? may have js been scout and their friend) ran off so i was like "what happened did i say sm wrong" because i genuinely wasn't sure if i did anything since i wasn't sure at the time if maybe that was a problematic creator (i dont know shit about popular creators, fyi) So i, being the NOT FULLY DEVELOPED child i am who still struggles with social cues got upset when they said "its js a joke thats why we ran off" or something along the lines and rightfully said (in my opinion) "well it wasnt that funny" and got upset when they just?? did not care?? so yeah ive gotten over it, the only reason i even said "fuck you" one more time was to get closure for not only me but also alex, since yeah, fuck them. yall aren't cool. In conclusion, i really didn't purposefully find their blogs, but seeing someone i look up to quite literally tell them "yo. shut the fuck up." was pretty cool. I really could care less what they do but we all knew they were fucking weirdos.

ksi vs dantdm, oh and also marmar is someone i was friends with on Ponytown like two years ago i think?? I don’t know their pronouns so im gonna use they them, anyway! We stopped being friends over a misunderstanding that i can’t be bothered to bring up. Crazy how they’re still thinking of me😭 OMG AND “ominous motherfucking potatoe.” PLS I CANT BE BOTHERED TO ANSWER TO A TWELVE YOUR OLD😭😭

This is the last post I’m making about the “marware CEO” because i genuinely don’t care i just thought my followers would think these were funny🙏

[furiousgoldfish]

me as a child: looks unwell, sick or injured

my parents: absolute rage at my nerve to look like I need attention, immediate shaming and blaming me for being unwell/sick/injured with the added implication that I did this to myself on purpose specifically to ruin their life

[lucabyte]

On autonomy, and what it means to be Obliged to Help.

Bonus:

[aroaceleovaldez]

What is the PR disaster in question that made Rick announce TSATS? I wasn’t active in the online fandom at that point

Of course! This was awhile ago so it figures people don't remember it/aren't familiar:

Basically a couple years back (2020) the fandom had some posts circulate discussing the ways different characters in the Riordanverse were written poorly or offensively. There was a masterpost that went around tumblr but the two major points people were particularly focusing on were Piper and Samirah (particularly because Piper had featured prominently again in Trials of Apollo recently and the third MCGA book had further emphasized and discussed Samirah being Muslim, since it was supposed to take place during Ramadan). Basically each had multiple posts breaking down the ways they were depicted incorrectly or offensively. The entire fandom for a little bit was VERY intensely discussing this (and it's around this time the "RR crit" tag got very popularized on tumblr - it did exist before, but suddenly was being used VERY frequently - cause it was that wide-spread - though the discussion took over basically every side of Riordaverse social media on different platforms). People really wanted Rick to respond to these criticisms, so he did!

He made two blog posts, one about Piper and one about Samirah. He has since deleted both so the links are to archived versions. The short version: he essentially tried to justify his poor research and double-down that he hadn't written them offensively, actually, people were just being mean to him. The fandom, of course, reacted poorly to this.

[Further elaborated events under the cut since this got a bit lengthy]

(Fun fact, this all happened within a month or so of the time i posted an open letter on aphobic tropes in the Riordanverse that Rick replied to, and then he immediately followed with announcing that Reyna was intended to be ace-coded [which cause a LOT of fandom debate] before Rick dipped for a couple of weeks, and then came back to post the blog posts in response to Piper and Sam stuff. So I like to jokingly refer to this as "The time I imploded the fandom/drove Rick off of twitter." Twas I that set the house ablaze.)

Rick fully left social media after this and the LT Musical social media manager became Rick's social media manager for the time being.

So this all happened June/July of 2020. Tower of Nero would end up being published in October of 2020 and a few months after that Rick would state that he was done with the series and wouldn't be writing any more series installments involving Percy, and also that he wouldn't be writing a Nico quest following Tower of Nero as it "wasn't his place to" and encouraged the community to write their own versions of Nico's story.

The community continued to circulate the tumblr posts and discuss the topics of Rick's offensive character depictions, and this is also where we see the dramatic shift in how the fandom depicts Piper in fanwork (though in most cases it is admittedly not an improvement 😬) because of all this discussion. This is also around the time when the fandom brought Viria under scrutiny claiming that she was whitewashing Piper as part of the same discussions, through the justification that she was drawing Annabeth as having tan skin (which she does canonically), and if Annabeth has tanner skin then Piper then that's whitewashing Piper? Except they were using completely separate images of not fully rendered Piper art versus Annabeth in dramatic lighting, so it's all very awkward and poor logic, and did actually get kind of racist. A lot of people were calling it "Tannabeth Blackchase" (yeah, i know) or similar and a common sentiment you'd see repeated is "Don't draw Annabeth as having darker skin than Piper, because that's offensive/racist/whitewashing." (Note: it was not phrased "don't draw Piper as having lighter skin than Annabeth" - we also won't get into certain offensive depictions of Native Americans, but I digress). But yeah, the Annabeth stuff in all that did not age well at all.

Anyways, in October of 2021 however Rick would announce that he was co-writing The Sun And The Star - with a lot of heavy emphasis on how Mark Oshiro works as a sensitivity reader, and some false advertising from the official social media that Mark Oshiro was the first time a non-Riordan author would be collaborating on the series (disregarding the ghostwriters completely). One of the big criticisms in the breaking down of issues in Rick's writing was his lack of ever seeking a sensitivity reader, and fans claiming that a sensitivity reader could solve a lot of the problems. This was basically Rick's "look! I totally listened!!!!" (though it did little to actually improve things, based on the book) and in TSATS as well Piper gets a large cameo at the end where the text very directly addresses a lot of points made in criticism of Rick's writing of her.

We also then of course got the CoTG trilogy later, explicitly stated to be for advertising purposes for the show.

So basically, short version: Rick came under scrutiny for a lot of offensive writing within the span of two months, made some bad blog posts doubling down about it, left social media. TOA ends. Rick says he wasn't going to continue the series/write what would become TSATS. Community celebrates the end of of the franchise but also continues to discuss Rick's poor writing and the blog posts at length. Rick suddenly announces TSATS and Mark Oshiro's involvement. Everybody gets distracted from being mad. Show announcement stuff also happens and the discussions peter out.

[crystalpallette]

so I finished side order recently

[mayasdeluca]

MAYA AND CARINA STATION 19: 7x07 'Give It All'

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Still very wild to me when people try to gotcha Jason with the whole "if you can kill other people for being evil why can't they kill you" when jason is like. One of the most passively suicidal characters I've ever seen. What if man

[many-gay-magpies]

god what really gets me about dead boy detectives and what i think i love so much about the show and the relationships in it is that like. the romantic and sexual relationships aren't portrayed as being more unique or important than the platonic relationships. they're all just RELATIONSHIPS.

charles and crystal's attraction to each other and eventual hookup isn't this big end-all be-all relationship that shatter charles and edwin's friendship and draws charles' attention away from edwin; it's just a THING that happens. they're just two people that care about each other and happen to also be attracted to each other, and a hook-up happens, then they decide that neither of them are in the right place for it and it's nothing awful. crystal kisses charles, but it isn't some big spectacle of her declaring her love for him; it's just her saying goodbye and that she cares about him, like her hugs with niko and jenny and her handshake with edwin.

edwin realizes he loves charles romantically and tells him, and charles says he doesn't really love edwin romantically BACK, but it's okay, because they still love each other so much in so many other ways that this one tiny difference could never change them—and it doesn't!! they're still just as close, still care for each other just as much, still SHOW that care for each other just as much. their relationship didn't completely end because edwin loved charles in a way charles couldn't reciprocate, but at the same time it isn't "solved" by edwin getting over it, because there's nothing TO solve. it's just another type of love, added to everything that already exists between them. and they have LITERALLY FOREVER to figure out what it means.

the relationships between edwin & niko, crystal & niko, and crystal & edwin aren't given any less weight for being solely platonic, just as charles & crystal's relationship and edwin's feelings for charles aren't given (that much) MORE weight for being romantic. crystal and charles' conflict in the closet is about EDWIN, about how they're BOTH his friend and BOTH want to get him back; it has very little to do with the feelings between THEM, romantic or otherwise. similarly, the weight of charles' and edwin's relationship isn't diminished in the LEAST by charles not reciprocating the romantic side of his feelings (or SAYING he doesn't reciprocate, at least—we can all argue about the legitimacy of that in the notes).

i'm sure there are more examples than this, as well as probably some examples that CONTRADICT this, but like... by and large, it feels like dead boy detectives is a show where all the relationships are given equal weight regardless of platonic, sexual, romantic, or familial status, and as someone on both the asexual and aromantic spectrums who has struggled time and time again with shows casting out the importance of all other relationships in favor of prioritizing romance, that is INCREDIBLY refreshing to see.

[kindaasrikal]

I really need to know whether Morro’s green hair streak has a deeper significance than just the whole Green Ninja thing. Morro had that hair streak since he was a child on streets, meaning it’s likely he never had the money to actually go out and buy hair dye. With no knowledge of Morro’s birth parents or how long he was actually on the streets, its safe to assume that Morro was on the streets since very young.

Why would a child on the streets buy, let alone steal, hair dye that was just oh so conveniently green?

Now hear me out, i genuinely think Morro’s hair streak is natural. I lowkey think that one small section of his hair was always green, and if it was, then why was it always green?

Please i genuinely need a canon comic on Morro and these small details before i make my own i already have my own lore on him at this rate