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[stealingpotatoes]

I’m getting married today! What would Cal and Merrin’s Koboh wedding be like?

omg congrats!!!! hope it goes amazing!!! their wedding would be HUGE just everyone in the koboh settlement pitching in and it's just a huge HEY MERRIN AND CAL WE REALLY APPRECIATE YOU BOTH AND EVERYTHING YOU (esp cal) HAVE DONE FOR US WE LOVE YOU fest. greez makes the greatest feast in the history of the saloon. cal absolutely thought "oh we'll just do smthn small. maybe greez can pronounce us married or smthn" after accidentally proposing but greez grabbed his face and was like "LITERALLY NOBODY IS GONNA LET YOU GET AWAY WITH A TINY WEDDING" much to cal's confusion:

[ectonurites]

Okay, so I kinda wanna know your thoughts about how weird the fandom portrays the bat characters. Canon is ... not my favorite, but it actually offers a lot of nuance to the characters that I think makes them all interesting. Unlikable, but interesting. I noticed fanon tends to boil the batkids all into these superflat caricatures. Like, cereal obsessed manchild Dick Grayson or bad boy who's literal crimes are only because of the lazarus pit Jason Todd. Its not really a major problem, just weird

Oh I have a LOT of thoughts about this. I try so hard not to shit on how other people interact with content because like, it’s comic books! We’re all just here trying to make the best out of a mess of stuff and have fun, but admittedly a lot of fanon stuff drives me fuckin’ nuts as someone who reads a ton of comics.

Like, I like memes, obviously, I draw tons of memes with the batfam (+ yj) characters and make lighthearted jokes etc etc, and honestly if it’s just for jokes then I don’t mind people having whack interpretations of the characters quite as much. The thing that drives me up a wall though is like... when serious works and analysis and discussion are very clearly based on just the fanon interpretations without any bearing on canon aside from what you could skim from a wiki page, and it’s spoken like it’s fact! There’s ‘having fun with jokes that aren’t taking things that seriously’ and then there’s ‘blatantly mischaracterizing based on misinformation’. Way too often I see things fall into that second category.

Now, a lot of people in the batfam fandom don’t... actually read comics (or at least not frequently) and that’s not even a bad thing necessarily, like you’re 100% allowed to enjoy content however you want to! (I don’t wanna be gatekeepey, especially since comics are confusing to get into)

But the problem is that when a lot of people aren’t reading the comics, then the people who do’s opinions have a lot more influence if they’re loud enough. All it takes is one person who read something and interpreted it a specific way that might not even be correct, and then it can echo chamber and suddenly half the fandom thinks it’s 100% canon that way because ‘oh so and so said that and they actually read it’.

I also think that’s a problem with the popularity of out of context panels/blogs, while they are super funny sometimes, when people make assumptions about characters based on just a few things without context... it can lead to problems. If enough people say something enough times people just... start to think it’s true, even if it exists entirely devoid of context which changes the meaning.

Like, for example, according to canon there’s no actual confirmation Tim stalked Batman on foot for an extended period of time! We know from Lonely Place of Dying that he followed him once to get a picture to convince DIck that he still needed a Robin. Otherwise his ‘stalking’ & how he figured out Batman’s identity was more through media appearances (like newspapers and tv). This is wildly different from the common fanon idea that little Timmy was sneaking out regularly to follow Batman & Robin around with his camera.

I primarily blame Geoff Johns for this misconception because of these panels in in tt 2003 (from issue 29)

But like, think about it for a second, literally how would Jason know that? This is one of the first times he’s ever interacting with Tim, and he was dead/catatonic when that would have been happening! He is either making a wild assumption or perhaps Talia told him this when she told him about Tim, whichever of those it was it’s secondhand information not something he witnessed. Taking his word as fact here makes no sense, he was just trying to get under Tim’s skin while fighting him. But seeing those panels out of context if you haven’t actually read Lonely Place of Dying/only read a vague summary of it, and don’t necessarily know the details of the Jason situation, it could absolutely lead you to believe otherwise!

Dick as a cereal manchild is a weird one because like... okay yeah sure he likes cereal, I can think of like two panels I’m too lazy to find right now off the top of my head of him having it, but... that’s not something we see all the time! Its not like Ollie & his chili (which IS a running joke- seriously I have not read that many Green Arrow comics but the amount of times I’ve seen that man bring up chili in just in the few things I have read is wild. there’s even an official recipe. his chili has it’s own dc wiki page). Then, because Dick isn’t quite as emotionally closed off in the same way the rest of the batfam tends to be, people project literally all the pent up feelings onto him, making him this hug-crazy crybaby manchild... again it’s just very clear people who perpetuate those ideas (outside of like, maybe as jokes) haven’t actually fully read that many comics with him. I’d also even blame the Young Justice cartoon version of Dick for some other traits fanon Dick has, bc that version of him is def a bit of a Hot Mess™️ once he’s Nightwing 

Jason I understand misconceptions about probably the most because of how wildly inconsistent his writing was before the new 52 and how consistently Not Great it was once Lobdell took over. Jason’s one of the few characters I have read like, 90% of appearances for so I’m speakin’ from experience here. But still... acting like Jason as Red Hood is just a ‘bad boy rebel’ that could have a relatively happy connection with the whole Batfam is fun but unrealistic. You can not blame everything on the lazarus pit... he still has killed people! Lots of people! Willingly! Yes he has reasons and when he’s being written well it’s clear that he’s not just ‘random murder happy’ but rather ‘I kill when I feel they deserve it and that it’s necessary’ which is what keeps him an anti-hero rather than a full fledged villain most of the time, but that still keeps him so at odds with the rest of the Batfamily! Writers in more current continuity have had him compromise by only using rubber bullets in Gotham so they can have him interact with the family, but he’s still killed and will do it when he deems it necessary.

Also like... at the time of Under The Red Hood in the comics... theoretically... he hadn’t even been in the lazarus pit for well over a year. Go read Lost Days (it’s short! And except for the thing with him & Talia towards the end of the last issue it’s pretty good!), he spends a lot of time traveling the world and learning things/training before the events of UtRH. Yes you could interpret there still being some Lazarus influence going on there but I think the movie version of UtRH especially leads people to believe there’s a lot less time between his dunk in the pit and his first actions as Red Hood.

Fanon also has a lot of ideas about pit madness that vary wildly from what we have seen in canon, like yeah it’s been said to be a thing to some extent, but there’s not really the Danny Phantom Glowing Green Eyes™️ or anything like that... it’s fun to explore cool new ideas for sure but I just think it’s important to recognize the distinction between things that are actually canon and things that are popular fanon. (Also there are things that fall somewhere in between, there’s definitely stuff that isn’t 100% confirmed canon but could still be plausible/has been hinted at by some writers/is only canon in some settings)

Other things that drive me nuts are ‘quiet does-no-wrong angel Cass’ and ‘the Normal One™️ Duke’ because those just make literally no sense if you’ve read any comics with either of them... but fan content either does those versions or just completely ignores their existence a lot of the time! So! That’s a whole bigger problem!

In general though, this is fandom it’s not like this... matters that much on the grand scheme of things in life, we’re just people on social media talkin’ about comics. And this kind of misconception/flattening of characters does happen in literally every fandom ever. But it still does suck to see characters that have a lot of nuance and interesting history to play around with get reduced to a few traits that aren’t even actually that relevant to who they are.

[nouru-vi]

Headcanons for my AFK Arena gang buckle the f up

Disclaimer: I take canon lore/relationships and throw out what I don’t like thank you have a nice day

Starter pack: Estrilda, Mirael and Nemora

Nemora is sent by the Wilders to help out Ranhorn City and these three stick together going forward

Estrilda and Mirael are in idiot lesbians with each other. They constantly try to impress the other and Nemora is in the bg facepalming but she also ships them hard secretly

The gang is sent to hunt down Lucretia who is rampaging indiscriminately through the countryside and they manage to subdue and capture her. As they’re bringing her back to Ranhorn, Nemora keeps drawing info out of her through treating her kindly, and learns her story. Then they’re attacked by a large group of Maulers or sg, and Lucy demands that they unchain her if they want to live (lbr she has to be chained and not tied), adding that she also refuses to die tied up. Nemora chooses to trust her and she helps them make it out alive. Then they’re like “okay this Zaphrael dude sounds like a complete dick and we’ll help you confront him when we find him and also you can stay with us, we won’t bring you to Ranhorn to be imprisoned/executed. No more rampaging tho” and that’s how Lucy becomes the local goth mom

Silvina is sent to assassinate Estrilda, to finish off the job of destroying the Raynes, but when she sees her, memories come back to her from before her death, when she saw the young Estrilda as the girl she never got to be. She is like “fuck this I’m not doing this” and realises it’s time to stand up to Vedan’s exploitation of her and Isabella, if not for her own sake but her sister’s. She confronts Estrilda and pleads her to help remove Isabella from Vedan’s clutches. Her and the team go to do that and Isabella doesn’t really understand at first but when Vedan hurts Silvina she’s like “Back off. I made you what you are, don’t think I can’t unmake you just the same.” Now outclassed, Vedan is forced to let them go, and the sisters join the gang. Lucretia is immediately like “I’m your mom now”

Bonus: months later Vedan shows up to be like “Please forgive me. I never knew what I had until I lost it, I treated you two like crap even though you were the closest thing to family I had! Pls come back to me T_T” and although they don’t do that they agree to let him visit sometimes, so he becomes their weird weekend dad. Lucy watches him like a hawk every single time but he tries his best (I added this HC as an afterthought because the official comics with Vedan and the girls are just too fucking funny to be non-canon)

Wu Kong helps out the team on and off and Lucy hates him because he’s a FILTHY CELESTIAL while he’s just like, lady im am just leetl monky. I’m new to being a Celestial actually and don’t even know this Zaphirel or whatshisface. I’m just here to punch bad guys and have a good time. But he also annoys her for fun because he’s just like that

Lyca joins the team as a somewhat more competent co-leader to Mirael. To Nemora’s relief, because she’s the only other person so far who is not a mess or dumb or both. Silvina develops a mega gay crush on her because she’s the bouncy nerd prep to her emo jock goth. It probably takes a very long time for this to come to the surface because she is a Disgusting Graveborn and Lyca is a Beautiful and Ethereal Wilder, according to Silvina, that is. Her concerns turn out to be baseless, of course, and then they’re cute and gay, The End

Solise joins to swell the ranks of people who are both dumb and a mess. She’s powerful though and a great alchemist, and adorable and everyone else is sapphic so go figure

Flora also shows up often to help the group and Lucy is like HISS GRRR CELESTIAL HRRR GRRR at her too, while she’s just like, lady. It’s gonna be alright. You will find justice one day. Calm down. Here’s a flower bigger than your head. Have a nice day :) ~flies off on her gay little flower broom into the sunset gayly~

Certain groups catch wind of Lucretia travelling with the group and as a result, Cecilia is sent after them. Since Lucy is family by this point, they’re forced to fight and subdue Cecilia. She gets injured and they’re unwilling to leave her to her fate, so they bring her along as she recovers. For a long time, she keeps going on about heretics cavorting with Hypogean filth and whatnot, but what’s this? Lucy is around, and although Cecilia can’t see her, her voice is inexplicably pleasant to hear, and she’s just so nice to those two girls! But surely that is the insidious deception of a treacherous Hypogean, seeking to corrupt every innocent soul, right? Surely she is not a loving mother, nor a valiant woman who will do anything for the sake of justice? Right??? (yeah spoiler they end up in gays and the sisters now have two mothers and a dad. They deserve all the parents)

One day the gang stumbles upon Torne and they collectively adopt them immediately. They’re big and smad and in need of hugs and therapy so the group is happy to provide.

Nara joins from time to time, apparently because she just enjoys carnage, regardless of the target. She’s a gross and unhinged gremlin who’s somehow still hot, and her idea of humour is “bet I can kick a dead baby further than any of you”, but she’s pretty upbeat and more or less tolerated by the others. Things become awkward when the group finds out she used to be a crime boss and would-be slaver in life. She says something like “well, am I not allowed to make a new start?”, but she does have the decency to look embarrassed at least. Someone says “maybe she just wanted friends for once” and Nara throws them the most maybe so look of the century

There are some other heroes that I have yet to figure out how to work into the group dynamics and story, like Grezhul for example, as he’s one of my most used heroes now, or Oden, who has also become one of my faves. I do know Oden absolutely makes dad jokes, for a start.

That’s it so far, notice how all of these are wholesome and mostly gay? Yea that is how I roll. The AFK heroes have suffered enough in canon, only positive vibes around here and also I’m queer as shit bye

[aijee]

is this a life update or a novel?

Hi all, long time no post! Nice to meet you new followers, and nice to talk to you again for those who’ve stuck around. Just as a reminder, my blog is as much of a fic blog as it is a journal for me to sort my thoughts.

In that vein, here’s a personal update. CW for mental health/anxiety, physical pain, big life changes. There’s lighter stuff at the end!

It’s been both a long and short summer for me, after deciding to quit work and focus on my mental health. I’m a millennial twenty-something whose mind, like many, is tragically crippled with the capitalistic and individualistic values America has brainwashed me with, so I’ve had a hard time coming to terms with being unemployed and depending on my parents. I’m extremely privileged and humbled to be in a family that still maintains income during unprecedented times. I’ve been trying not to let my internalized struggles turn into this self-imposed shame for partaking in pleasures (I remember second-thinking buying a digital comic book for hours). My parents often say, “We worked hard and struggled because we didn’t want our kids to do the same. Don’t feel guilty for enjoying yourself.” Nowadays, they add that I’ve worked hard during college and my post-college job; in their eyes, I’ve more than “earned” a break, especially after losing my graduation, summers, and trips.

I constantly wonder why I impose so many limitations of myself even more during a pandemic. While being aware of global struggle is important for not becoming out-of-touch, I need to remind myself that people don’t have to earn the right to play or be happy or enjoyment. Obvious lack of nuance aside, it’s crazy to think how much capitalism—largely the idea worth is contingent (work) productivity—has deformed my sense of what’s a basic human right versus what should be earned. I think I’ve mentioned in a previous post that I struggle with thinking in extremes; it’s either starvation or hedonism, and the latter earns far more societal vitriol. I think my Asian upbringing has made me hyperaware of what others could be thinking of me, regardless of how accurate those projections are. I’d fact, I rarely assumed positive opinions. Outside of external validation, I realized how poor my self-image really was. Tearing myself down before anyone else could rarely, if ever, softened the blow.

For the first time, I’ve begun to think that my life is my own and no one else’s. It sounds logical on paper, but so much harder in practice in real life, I’ve realized. This isn’t a constant or ingrained thought yet, often peaking in between longer and more familiar strings of anxiety. But it feels like an important realization during a time full of sadness and uncertainty, let alone in my lifetime at all.

And then I injured my spine.

It happened towards the end of the summer, when I was starting to feel more put-together internally. I felt so creatively productive (in avenues I don’t care to share online) and even closer to family. I had a ball revisiting old shows. I ate food I hadn’t eaten in years. And this was suddenly interrupted when, while showering, I was wracked with unimaginable, nonstop pain. I nearly passed out alone in the shower and barely managed to crawl to my bedside to call my parents; I was lucky they came home early. I couldn’t stop crying for almost twelve hours. I was terrified at the possibility that I may be paralyzed or my legs would be affected. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case, but I was bedridden and wracked with nausea. I could barely stomach anything, not even water. I couldn’t sleep. I was never brought to a hospital, either on the fear of COVID transmission. The whole time, it was so, so debilitating on a physical and mental front. My head was a nightmare.

Like a bad habit, some of my worst thoughts centered around productivity. I worried about the work I couldn’t do. I felt shameful about canceling plans with friends. I hated being helpless and not being able to take care of myself, and felt guilty for wasting other people’s time taking care of me. And yet, if I was someone else, even a stranger let alone a friend/loved one, I’d be scratching my head over why that person would think these things. Fuck work and other life plans, getting better is the most important thing because you can’t do any of those compromised activities if you’re not at capacity! Duh. Anxiety can really a number on you sometimes and it’s awful just how irrationality fuels the spiral.

I’m grateful to be back on my feet. I’m trying to hold on tightly to that victory, to this positive point that I have worked towards. It’s going to be a challenge to do my recovery exercises daily for my 2-3 month recovery period when I barely remember to floss. Moreover, I’ll be in the middle of moving and working full-time again in the next month, alongside the ridiculous anxiety over some applications and maybe interviews for a different part of my life. But I’m doing my best to take each day at a time and celebrate the good things when they come, however small. I don’t have to ace a final exam or burn my retinas studying for them to deserve victories because, hey, again, happiness is a right and I need to stop gatekeeping myself from it.

Frankly, the injury is largely why I haven’t posted sooner. I don’t think anyone should ever feel obligated to use social media when they aren't up to it. But I actually wanted to ease back into writing before I was injured, starting with this blog.

Some other positive things:

God, I missed the Avatar (Aang and Korra) series so much. What a damn good franchise, what a damn good magic system and world. IT’S. SO. GOOD, GOD. Revisiting it all and reading the comics while I was sick was the single biggest joy that kept me going. I hope the magic lingers for as long as possible.

Even in my inactivity, I’ve received some really lovely comments on my AO3. I read the emails primarily. It really warms my hear to see them. I revisited old comments recently, too, and they’ve helped keep me going and reminded me that I am capable of putting joy into the world.

I’ve taken a liking to Youtube playlist-videos and Spotify playlists that encompass a very specific story scenario, like “dancing with the villain in a masquerade ball” or “driving around the French countryside”, etc. Japanese 80′s urban pop is SO GOOD.

Smosh has been putting out such great content y’all. I was BIG on old Youtube (Nigahiga, Smosh, Michelle Phan, Jenna Marbles, etc.) and it warms my heart to see their renaissance. Amazingly entertaining and down-to-earth content. I don’t fall squarely into their demographic anymore, but the periphery is still fun.

Food is great. I love food still. I’ve eaten a lot of good food during this break. It almost pains me to go back to living by myself and eating healthier. :’(

I didn’t realize how expensive moving was. But, after living in the same apartment from sophomore uni to post-uni work, I’m moving into a bigger “adult” apartment with appropriately sized appliances instead of the mini student kind. The possibility of treating myself to a king-sized mattress and decorations is also very exciting.

It warms my heart to see people in my vague social circles indulging in home art projects, like paint by numbers and “diamond” painting. As a kid I thought “not real art” was a waste, but by god as an adult do I not give a shit about what “real art” is anymore. If it’s fun, it’s fun. That’s that!

That’s all I can think about for now.

[bardicfool]

36 Things I Have Learned in 36 Years

It’s been a weird day of mental exhaustion and randomly running into things on my hard drive, including this list I made right before I turned 36. And...yeah. Still relevant.

(Caveat: "learned" does not mean "mastered.")

Do no harm but take no shit.

People will tell you chocolate and peanut butter don't go together. They are WRONG.

Boundaries aren't selfish; they're vital. If someone keeps overstepping yours, they don't deserve to be in your life.

Don't wait until "someday" or "when you have more time." If it's important, do it NOW. Even if all you can fit in is 5 minutes a day.

Crying will always suck, but finding the people who make you feel less awful when you do it makes it suck a bit less.

Be into facing your fears.

At least once in your life, go to a country where your race/gender/ethnicity/beliefs/etc. do not match the majority. Be humbled by the fact that the world is so much bigger than you.

Hug trees on a regular basis.

You're not required to forgive everyone for everything. You're not required to only think Happy Thoughts in order to Manifest Your Ideal Life. Emotions aren't "good" or "bad"; they're more complicated than that. They're also all valid, and you need to let yourself experience even the "bad" ones. Try not to dwell on any one emotion too long, though.

People will tell you things like idealism and kindness are "weak" or not "realistic." Those people are jerks. Being "weak" is one of the strongest things you can be. It means life threw massive amounts of shit at you, and you came out of it still seeing the good in things. That takes strength a cynic can only dream of.

Screw high school gym class and everything else in society that tells you you're Not An Athlete. Find an active thing you like (or hate less than the others) and do it. Having muscles is fun.

Don't be afraid to go into the craft store. You don't have to talk to anyone. Just sneak in, grab the yarn, and leave. (Well. Pay for the yarn first.)

Fandom people are some of the most amazing people on the planet.

You are more than your report card. You are more than your score on that test. You are more than your diploma or your degree or whatever else traditional schooling told you you are. Learning is about WAY more than school.

People will try to get you to do or not do things "for your own good." Read the Right Books. Go to the Right College. Get the Right Job. Acknowledge that they're trying to be helpful, then politely ignore them and go do your own thing.

Heal your relationship with money ASAP. You probably grew up learning that money is something to worry about constantly, that rich people are Bad, that poor people are Good, or lots of other stuff that isn't universally true. Read books, go to classes, talk openly about money, get a financial advisor, whatever it takes. This is a long, slow process of unlearning and relearning, and it SUCKS, but it's necessary if you want to have any sort of financial stability or abundance in your life.

Wait for the more expensive, better-tasting mocha. 

Give people gifts for no reason.

Try not to get too caught up in the negativity. There will always be outrage porn. You have more important things to do than waste time on it.

When you're feeling particularly cranky, take a nap. Treat yourself like a small kid because that's what your body is telling you it needs.

There's nothing wrong with you.

Being an introvert isn't a bad thing. It just means you should honor the fact that you'll need time to recharge after dealing with people. Probably more time than other people like. Too bad for them; take care of yourself first. (NOTE: This is extra true if you're highly empathic. When you literally take in the emotions and energies of everyone around you, it's VITAL that you take time away from people as much as you need to.)

Don't be embarrassed about your passions.

You may have goals or priorities that don't make sense to other people. You don't have to change that just because someone else says you should.

USE THE LIBRARY. OFTEN.

That thing that makes you both terrified and excited? DO IT.

If you're wondering whether you overreacted to the way someone treated you—that maybe it's not such a big deal that they repeatedly do things that upset or harm you—it's quite possible that you're being emotionally abused. Other people will feed into the situation by telling you it doesn't exist, that you ARE overreacting, that it's not that bad, etc. They're WRONG. Do what you need to do to get out of the situation.

When someone gives you a compliment, the correct response is "Thank you." Not "Oh, it's nothing, really" or whatever. You did something awesome; own that shit.

Video games are not useless time-wasters; they're brilliant forms of storytelling—and sometimes silly ways to relax or hang with friends. See also: comic books, movies, every other form of media someone has decided somehow isn't as good as something else.

SOME PEOPLE WITH MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES NEED MEDICATION IN ORDER TO STAY ALIVE. DEAL WITH IT. (You can still do yoga and meditate if you’d like.)

Don't assume something is impossible until you've done your research to confirm it is.

Be prepared to ask the people you love for advice. Also be prepared to tell them you're sharing but don't want/need advice at this time. They may not get it right away, so gently remind them if you have to.

Comedians are sometimes more truthful than "impartial" news or experts. Tricksters see things the way they actually are and aren't afraid to laugh at it.

When all else fails, sing loudly.

Pay attention to the people in your life who remember the little things--your food restrictions, your current projects, the stuff you're struggling with, the stuff you're excited about. Spend more time with those people.

Tell yourself a story every night before you go to bed.

Your turn! What have you been learning lately? Or, y'know, in the last 36 years?

[g0msatang]

Soulmate!Bang Chan

A/n: Plot idea by my bestest little sister @honeeeeeeey-skz​ ♡

Also, happy birthday to our genius leader Bang Christopher Chan! Thank you for existing. ♡

Word counts: 2240 words

Warning: none

On one of someone's birthday after 18, time will freeze everyone except them and their soulmate for an hour. Your crush's birthday is coming, and you secretly hope that time won't freeze you. But, are you even invited?

"Are you sure?" A girl's voice stop my step right before the club's room doorframe. I could see her raising an eyebrow to someone next to her, "You must be actually like her, huh?"

"No, I don't like her." That boy declared. Christopher, I could recognise his voice right away. "I just being polite, you know? We know each other."

"But I don't like her. She is so boring."

Who are they talking about? Can I come in?

I was ready to step in when I heard another boy's voice,  "Who are you to judge Y/N?  You ain't funnier than her."

Woojin? Are they, talking about me?

"What?! How could you - " That girl stood up right away at Woojin's words, and now I could recognise who she is. Chris's girlfriend, isn't it? "Chris, I'm telling you now. I hate her, and I don't wanna see her in your party." She stated and dashed right away to the door.

To me, of course.

"Oh. Hi."  I just being polite, you know?

But she just shoots me a glare before continues her step away. She's an honest person, I guess?

"Oh. Hi, Y/N." The boyfriend was standing next to the sofa, his eyes widened at my presence. "Sorry, she didn't mean to say that."

I chuckled at his words, she didn't mean it, he said? I don't know who is the dumb one here, or maybe I just hallucinating when I think she looks like ready to kill me anytime I talk to Chris again.

"I hope you will come to my party, yeah?" he approached me, a little smile appears on his handsome face. And between all of this bad thought in my head, I still could see the reason why do I fell so hard for him. "It will be on next Thursday. Don't mind her, you just need to come and have fun."

"Don't mind me, Chris. I hate myself more." I push the corner of my lips up to put a little smile. Tilting my head, I throw a bigger smile to Woojin in the back. "Let's grab some food, shall we?"

"Sure." With that one word, Woojin stood from his chair and walk to me.

Letting his big hand engulfed mine, he led my step out of the club's room. I take a step closer to him, hiding behind his shoulder, hoping that no one will found my teary eyes.

"Do you wanna go home instead?"

I can say nothing but just give Woojin a quick nod while tightening my grip on his hand. I maybe hate myself more than she did, but can I love Chris more than she did?

*

Time flies by, it's already Thursday, and here we are, in front of the party place before I know.

"You sure?" Woojin asked from behind his steering wheel. His head tilted to the side, one of his eyebrow lifted. But, how should I answer him? I'm not even sure with myself.

"You know, we could turn over and have fun in another place."

Now I know how should I answer this one, "No. I want to meet him, Woojin."

He gave me a little nod and smile before said, "Okay then. Let's just have fun here, shall we?"

And that was my cue to gave him back the nod and smile before processed to going out of the car. 

I, have to be sure to myself. Chris might not like me, but I definitely will having fun at his party. Isn't that the purpose of attending a party?

The blaring music is fulfilling the air as soon as I step into the room. Most of the people are dancing on the floor, while some of them just chilling on the side, chatting and laughing with a drink in their hand. But where is the host?

"There he is," Woojin shouted as his finger point out to the stage in front of us. Chris is there, DJ-ing his own party. "As expected from him."

Yeah, Woojin is right. Even though we actually could expect anything from Chris and he will almost certainly do it well anyway.

Christopher, in my eyes, he is the definition of the word 'perfect'. Handsome face, good academic record, make really great music, draw well, athletics, have a good manner, mind other people a lot. I don't know, in this state, I'm not even sure was he a real human? Not some character that comes out of the romance comic book?

I know, nobody is perfect. I fully know that nobody is flawless. But if it's come to Chris, even his annoying girlfriend looks nice to me. Because it's his choice. He needs something to make him looks more human. Oh. Look, I'm not saying that his girlfriend is his flaw, it's just - 

It's just my jealousy, because I, the muddy potato from the backyard, will never be his girlfriend.

"Hei." Woojin's nudge on my shoulder wakes me up from the daydream. "He's coming."

I lift my head up, lowering my eyebrow to him. Mouthing a, "Who?"

Woojin said nothing but tilting his head to the side, motioning my head to turn around. To meet Chris, walking towards us with a big smile on his face.

"Hi, Y/N!" he exclaimed, was his eyes sparked for real or was it just my eyes? "Thank you for coming!"

"Uh, yeah, thanks for having me." I nod a little at his words before he started to talk to Woojin. Well, I don't know what are they talking about, and standing here while looking at Chris will look so awkward, no?

Let me just grab something, "Where are you going?" Chris's voice stop my step right away. Turning around, his head is tilted with a frown on his forehead.

"I'll grab some drink. Do you want too?"

"Ah, I thought you'll go somewhere." his smile is back again, and the frown is on my forehead now. Why should I go anywhere? "I'm fine,"

"Okay, what about you, Woojin?"

"Just got me the same one with you, please."

"Okay." I nod a little and ready to continue my step before stopped by Chris's voice again.

"Don't go too far from the stage, okay? The main event will be in," he looks at his watch for a second before returning his gaze to me. "Ten minutes," His eyes got wide the seconds after. "Oh my God! It's happening in ten minutes! I have to go. Talk to you again later!"

I could only laugh at him being frantically run to the stage. Sometimes Chris acts like a child, it's hard to believe that he will soon turn to 23.

“Let's go for the drink first, Y/N.” Woojin's voice turns my head to him. I gave him a slight nod, before following his step towards the bar.

“Woojin, what is the main event? That won't be only something like blowing candle or cutting cake, right?” I chuckled once again, imagining Chris wearing a birthday hat and make a wish before blowing his candle off. He would be so cute!

Woojin don't answer me right away, he just ordered two drink for us before taking a seat and pulled another chair out for me. But, “It will be hard to see the stage from this seat, Woojin.”

“I know,”

That two words from him make me tilted my head right away just to look at him with a frown on my forehead. Another frown also appears on his head as he chewed his bottom lip like he's ready to swallow anything that will leave his lips.

“I honestly don't want you to see the main event.”

“Why —”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~!”

Everyone is singing along to that song. Right there, on the stage, Chris is smiling so widely as a girl bring a cake to the stage, and giving him a big hug after. That girl, of course.

And I could only bitterly smile.

Woojin is right, I better not see the main event.

The drink tastes even more bitter, but I enjoyed it more than have to smile for them.

“Chris said he will confessing to her on the main event,” Woojin said, gathering another confused look from me.

“Confessing? I thought they're already — ”

Woojin shakes his head right before I could finish my sentences, and I  just nod along instead. The only thing I could do is leaning my head on Woojin's shoulder, facing back the main stage.

I still could hear the blaring birthday music and the shouting noises, of course. But the confession is not happening yet? Or did I just blocked it away from my hearing? I don't know.

“Do you really like him?” I could feel Woojin's eyes on the top of my head just before I close my eyes.

Like him?

“I'm not sure if someone like me deserve to like someone like him.” I bitterly chuckled.

The music has changed to something softer, people stop cheering and shouting. Chris is about to confess his feelings to her. Meanwhile, I'm here, in the corner of the bar, hopelessly looking at the ceiling.

“You know, Woojin. It's been some years after my 18th birthday, but my time never stop even once since then. If you ask me do I wish Chris to be the one who remains unfrozen with me when everyone is frozen, I do hope for that. But, who am I to hope that, right? That kind of thing is too good to be true.” I chuckled once again, letting out a sigh before taking a sip on the bitter drink.

“He might be the centre of my universe, but she is his world. As long as Chris is happy with anyone he loved, it's enough for me. I will be waiting for my soulmate to come.”

“Y/N?” a voice turn me around simultaneously, and I felt my eyes almost come out of their socket when I found Chris standing only some steps apart from us. How much he heard? Why is he here? What about the main stage — wait, what?

“What happen?”

“Why are you keep moving?”

Both pair of our eyes widened out on the realization. Everyone except us in this room is frozen!

What happen? What should I do? Why do I have to be the one who remains unfrozen with him? What should I do right now? Should I just seat back? Yeah yeah, it must be late. I'll be frozen in a minute.

“Y/N? What are you doing?”

“I'm sorry, Chris. I must be too carried away with my thought that I don't notice it's time to freeze.” He's now standing in front of me, his eyes full of concern. “Don't worry, okay? I will be frozen in a minute.”

“Why?” his voice low, almost whispering.

No, don't show that disappointed face. Don't you know how disappointed I am to myself, Chris? “I'm sorry, Chris. I'm sorry. Sorry for not being freeze.”

“What are you sorry for, Y/N? Because you are my soulmate?”

Suddenly our shoes looks so interesting. I keep looking at them as I slowly closed my eyes. Time, why don't you froze me yet?

“Stop it already!” I felt my body being pulled in before a certain warmth wrapped around me. His strong arms are squeezing me tight. “Don't freeze, so I have the reason to tell you how I feel.”

Huh?

“Chris?”

He pulled out just enough to look at me in the eyes. His lips curled up to a soft smile as he runs his thumb over my cheek. “I almost confess my feeling to the wrong person. But thanks God the time froze them.”

His smile is still there, and the confusion is still in my head.

“Don't you ever notice how uneasy I become every time you with Woojin?”

I shook my head slowly, he chuckled. “But you and her —”

“She is the one who keep attached to me. And I thought I could forget you by liking her.”

“But why?”

“Because I thought you like Woojin. And I don't think I'm good enough for you.”

Is he being real right now? “I should be the one who said that. I'm not good enough for you.”

He laughed, this time also shaking his head. “Look, we both feel worthless and tried to keep away from each other when in fact, both of us, want to be together. What a mess.”

Well, he is right, though. Now I can't help but laugh with him. What a mess couple we are.

“So Y/N,” his eyes look right into mine as he thug some of my hair behind my ears. “Do you still feel sorry to be my soulmate?”

“To be honest, I still feel that I'm not —”

He cuts my sentence right away with his lips on mine. Just some little pecks but its enough to keep me quiet. “Let me show you how worthy you are, yeah?”

I don't think I need to do anything to answer that but to kiss him back.

I might be worthless when I'm alone, but aren't soulmate exists to make us be a better person together?

[muskywolfthings]

Drivethrough

Derek didn’t need money for much, and it wasn’t just because his family was pretty well off, okay? He wasn’t stuck up, or snooty, like Jackson. He didn’t subtly flaunt his wealth like Lydia. He just...was Derek, plain and simple. He didn’t buy much, his mom usually taking care of his clothes, as childish as it sounded. He hated shopping though, so it was a pretty sweet deal. He took Laura’s car to school now that she was taking college classes from home, so she always filled it back up. And come Christmas, his mom gave out a hundred bucks to shop for everyone in the family. Which, in retrospect, was certainly not enough for the twenty plus Hale’s that gathered out in the preserve around that time. But they made it work. Which was all to say, he’d never had to worry about getting a job. He was seventeen, a senior in high school, and he’d never had a job. It had never really embarrassed him, more so made him that much more grateful for the life he was able to live. Until he’d started dating Stiles. Stilinski had always been on his radar, loud and filling up space so obnoxiously it was hard not to notice him. Especially when he flirted with Derek so hard sometimes the other boy contemplated just choking Stiles out on his dick to get some peace. Only sometimes though. Derek wasn’t aggressive by nature. Usually. But that’s all it had ever been, annoying digs at his dick and height, talks of stubble burn between cheeks that made Stiles giggle and Derek blush. But then Stiles had actually asked him out on a date. And Derek...Derek fell really fucking hard in the span of about forty five minutes.

Needless to say, they’d been almost inseparable ever since. Six months of fucking awesome dates, sneaky school and car sex, and overall cuteness between the two. And then Stiles had gone and done it. Ruined everything. Entirely. Derek wasn’t one for dramatics, okay? But Stiles had gotten him a small triskele pendant carved into a shined piece of copper on a necklace for his birthday, and Derek had strong armed him with extra smelly pits that afternoon until he spilled how much it had cost. Derek’s eyes almost bugged out of his damn head, and though Stiles assured him he didn’t mind, and was just happy Derek liked it, Derek felt...weird. Stiles had been working at their local comic shop since he was fifteen, picking up as many shifts as he could before he’d started dating Derek to save for college, and to help out at home. It was his own little heaven on earth, but then Derek had come along, and he’d shifted down to part time. Which meant he’d spent like two paychecks on a gift for Derek, which Derek couldn’t even begin to fathom.

Jump forward two months, and Derek found himself nearing Stiles’ birthday with increasing worry. Wasn’t going to ask his mom for the money, knowing she’d say yes, when Stiles had worked hard to get something that Derek never took off for anything. Derek knew what he wanted to get him: A first edition Batman comic that was on display at his store, that he’d wanted since he first went in at age nine. Derek got nervous just looking at the price tag on that thing whenever he went in on Stiles’ shifts  to keep him company sometimes, but dammit if Stiles didn’t deserve the world. And Derek was going to give it to him! One comic book at a time. Needless to say that all led to the here and now. Two weeks out from Stiles’ birthday, and one paycheck away from his goal. He was so close he could practically taste the plastic covering that damn comic. Too bad the grease in the air from the burger joint he’d gotten hired at was all he could taste at the moment. Beacon Burger, a run down burger joint just on the edge of town, that literally no one ever stopped in. Derek came in three times a week, for a night shift. 8 PM to 4 AM, Fridays, Saturdays, and Wednesdays. It was easy going, but boring as fuck, and due to the time of his shifts Stiles could never stop by. One perk was the free food- when he got hungry he’d whip up something greasy to chow down on- which was resulting in a slight pudge in  his usual hard stomach that was bothering him, but Stiles’ sort of loved it so it wasn’t all bad. He’d find something that was a little more hands on and fun come the summer maybe, but for right now, this was the first place to hire him-Hollister aside, he hadn’t even wanted to go to that interview, but Stiles insisted the pretentious surfer clothing aside, they could have hot sex in the dressing rooms, which was tempting, but the overwhelming smell of teen in that store gave Derek a headache. So Beacon Burger it was. Tapping his fingers on the counter next to register, Derek hummed to himself- flipping through his phone with his free hand, about to text Stiles and see if he was up, when the light indicating a car was coming through the drive through flashed, and he frowned- setting his phone down and lowering his headset mic to his mouth. It was almost one in the morning on a wednesday, who the hell was here? They didn’t have a camera to view the customers at the speaker, so he cleared his throat, before turning his headset mic on and reciting the usual. “Hi welcome to Beacon Burger, my names Derek. What can I get for you tonight?” His voice was soft and monotone, perfect for customers, supposedly, but he made a soft high noise in the back of his throat at the familiar laugh that came through the static in his headset. “Don’t suppose six foot four hunks who didn’t shower after wrestling practice are on the menu?” Stiles called from the window of his jeep, grinning as he imagined Derek’s brows doing that adorable wiggling and dip thing. “What the hell are you doing out right now?” Derek questioned, Amusement palpable in his voice, as he leaned against the counter and smiled. His night a thousand percent better already. “I couldn’t sleep dude, and I’ve got the sickest sweet tooth right now.” Stiles admitted, head on his hands as he spoke into the speaker as if he and Derek were just on the phone. “Uh, we have like, some shakes and shit...don’t know if the cream in the fridge is anything good though, to be honest.” Derek muttered, glancing over at the suspiciously warm fridge of theirs. “Lemme try and find something for you.” He called, before going to move into the kitchen, only to have Stiles’ voice freeze him. “I was thinking some cakes?” He said, innocently enough, and Derek’s brows did indeed do their adorable wiggle, as he looked around himself almost to see if he were somewhere. “We...what the fuck? We don’t have cakes.” He scoffed, shaking his head and moving back to the window, glancing out far enough just to see the bumper of Stiles’ jeep. “Lies, you one thousand percent have cakes dude. Come on, just two, just a taste, to get rid of my craving.” Stiles’ voice dripped with that sound that sent shivers down Derek’s spine, also the crease in his sweaty nuts. His cock giving a throbbing to life slowly in his dirty briefs as he gulped, and recalled a conversation he’d had with Stiles just a few days ago. When he’d refused to stop calling Derek a snack in class, and demanded to eat his ‘cakes’. Glancing around the restaurant to ease his own mind, Derek spent no more than five seconds contemplating what he was about to do, before he locked himself in the kitchen, and adjusted himself behind his apron. He better not get fucking fired for this, or he was going to strangle Stiles. “Come on around, these are on the house.” Derek whispered, clearing his throat and blushing furiously under his week old stubble and Stiles laughed, and the sound of his jeep pulling forward came through his headset. Derek had in fact had wrestling practice before coming into work, and he’d come straight from the school. He hadn’t showered since Monday night, Stiles’ keeping him busy Tuesday night, and practice running late before he had to go in for his shift, he just hadn’t had the time. His balls and bush were crusty with dried cum and spit from Stiles’ expert blowjob skills the night before, and his ass hair was matted and dripping with sweat. Both from practice, and the heat in the kitchen. He knew he smelled fucking atrocious, caught a whiff of it as he slid his shorts down with one hand, and slid the drive through window open all the way with the other. It made him huff a bit, growling under his breath as he took a second to fan the scent up at himself, eyes bleeding yellow for a split second, before he shook it off and hopped up on the windowsill. Fat ass plump and hanging out of the window just as Stiles drove up. The chilly night air blew through his smelly, wet crack and made him break out in goosebumps- just as Stiles parked and leaned out of his window, wasting no time in running his nose along the crack of Derek’s hairy ass, and moaning out brokenly at the ripe scent. “You’re so fucking dirty.” He nearly mewled, Derek grinning despite his blush as he looked back over his shoulder, cock fully hard and dripping piss and precum from his foreskin as he watched Stiles press his face into his ass, face engulfed by Derek’s huge hairy cheeks in a way that made Derek moan just from the image- gripping his cock at the base and stroking up, balls swinging and dripping sweat onto the floor as Stiles found his asshole, and pressed his nosed into the dirty wrinkled pucker. Rubbing it up and down, easing a slight itch Derek had been picking at conspicuously throughout the day. His mouth fell open, and he felt like an animal as he openly drooled onto his apron, cock out and ready to bust already, his ass hanging out of a fucking drive through window as his boyfriend began to eat it. Tongue flicking out once he’d gotten his fill of the stink, and now doing his damn best to lick up every ounce of raunchiness from between Derek’s cheeks. The noises he made- sloppy and wet, mixed with his mouns and snorts for more funk in between jabs of his tongue into Derek;’s dirty asshole drove the bigger boy wild. He was bucking back on Stiles’ face, gripping at the window with one hand so he didn’t fall out and break an arm or something, the other stroking his cock furiously. Wet, snotty noises coming from his soaked foreskin. He was grunting like an animal, fucking himself on Stiles’ tongue as he looked back and did his best to spread his ass on the windowsill, despite the metal beneath digging into his taint hard. “Eat that fucking ass, god your tongue feels so fucking good. Deeper, fucking- deeper! Fuck!” Derek was nearly screaming as Stiles spread him open wide, exposing his ass to anyone who may be around and want a peek, licking all over his hole, before sucking on the wrinkled fleshing and plunging his tongue in so deep Derek tensed uncontrollably. Feeling his own walls clamp down on Stiles’ tongue, dug so deep up his fucking hole Derek was sure any more and he’d tongue fuck his prostate, sent him over the edge so suddenly his vision whited out. His cock bursting hard enough to spray the register and counter with cum- fat balls jumping near the base of his cock as he milked himself for all he was worth, a solid minute and a half of spurting till he was wringing out the last drops into his foreskin and out onto his apron. So fucking tired all of the sudden that he slid back and used Stiles’ face as a rest for his ass and a good chunk of his weight. His boyfriend munching on his hole until the familiar sounds of his own orgasm hit Derek’s ears- glancing back again just in time to watch Stiles’ plump pink cock burst over his steering wheel. Derek smiled lazily, grinding his ass back and wiggling it on Stiles’ face just to be a dick, before hopping down from the counter on shaky legs, listening to Stiles gasp for breath. Clean air, face red, a few streay ass pubes around his mouth, his lips swollen and red, and a dopey smile smack dab in the middle of it all. “You’re a public menace.” Derek laughed, leaning out of the window, ass dripping spit to mingle with the various other bodily fluids on the ground as he brought Stiles into a soft kiss. Woofing under his breath as he drug his nose above it, scenting his own ass. “If I get fired because someone finds out we did this, you’re dead.” He growled, nipping down Stiles’ chin and neck, shaking his head at the eye roll he could nearly hear, before Stiles was nibbling on that special part of his earlobe that made him grip the edges of the window to keep from falling to his knees. “You’d totally still love me.” And dammit if that wasn’t the truth,. Derek though, biting extra hard on Stiles’ shoulder just to hear him shout, before pulling back and shoving his face back into the jeep. “As if.” He huffed, before smiling and winking at Stiles as he started the jeep back up- slumping back in his seat, prepared for a comfortable ride home. “I’ll see you at school in the morning?” He asked, as though there was more than one answer. “Of course. Hope you satisfied your craving. Zero calories too.” Derek grinned, that wolfish thing Stiles’ loved so much. “As if. Take it easy, big guy. Love ya.” Stiles called, before pulling forward. “Love you too.” Derek muttered, taking a deep breath and expelling it dramatically. Fucking Stiles. He should’ve pulled his skinny cute ass out of that jeep and made him lick Derek’s mess. Now he had to clean it up himself. Just great. At least his last two weeks were going to be very, very enjoyable. ((Hello all! I know it’s been a while guys, seriously sorry for being so quiet and not posting literally anything in weeks. Just haven’t been super motivated to write since the whole Tumblr crack down thing. But I got this idea after seeing a particularly raunchy gifset, and tada! It inspired me super quickly and I was actually able to sit down and immediately and...here you have it lol. I hope you guys enjoy! More stories to come, hopefully soon, but no promises :3 ))

[fate221]

What do you think of Klance?

I LOVE KLANCE

It’s such a pity it has bad reputation now because of some certain part of shippers. I think it absolutely deserves all the attention from many talented artists and animators. It’s sad that the more people in the fandom of ship is - the bigger quantity of intelectuals who can’t respect other people is. But I personally just try to ignore them because i know a lot of Klance artists and shippers who are very nice people

Actually when I first started watching Voltron - I immediately understood which ship is the most popular in the fandom. For the first 2 episodes I think. It’s know that people like the opposites - black and white, red and blue, fire and ice and other stuff. And it’s known that haters-to-lovers is one of the most used and popular tropes in media now. And yeah I’m one of those people who like relationships like this xD But still even tho Klance is not my most favourite ship from all of my Voltron OtPs (you know which one is :D) it has a lot of things despite fire/ice aesthetic and haters-to-lovers trope.

I know there are thousands of Klance metas and whole article dedicated to their bond and why it would be good for them to get together. Lots of things are reaching of course which is normal for all the shippers but I want to tell just about several main things which make me love them together (even when I really wasn’t very hardcore m/m ships fan and had mostly het/lesbian otps for most of my life)

Firstly I want to stop on two things that are important for me in choosing an OTP:

Mutual support and intimacy. it’s easy, I’ve already told about it earlier - i love when characters share some personal thoughts, keep each other’s secrets, sharing fears with each other - something they usually don’t tell even most of the friends.

A posibility to change to the better. I love when characters have what to learn from each other - love when they are different but it gives them strenght - both of them finds in each other something they usually miss. Characters grow and change because of relationship and complement each other and it’s always wonderful for me. When one is too serious and other is too goofy and when they together they just.. find the balance and peace.

I see these in my Voltron OTPs and Klance especially. Keith was the only one Lance trusted in times when he doubted if he’s even needed here. Lance was hiding his feelings behind the mask of goofy loverboy but only with Keith he decided to take it off. Pidge and Hunk were making fun of him and no that’s not their fault because usually that’s what happens with your friends. You can make fun of each other because sometimes laughing on problems can make them less harmful for you (from personal experience) But everything works other way with soulmates who are the only ones you can tell everything sincerely and you can totally know that they would never laugh and don’t push you off. Again - personal experience. Keith was someone Lance trusted enough to take his mask off. And it’s a literal canon scene.

As for Keith - when Shiro went missing who was the one who supported him once again sincerely? When Keith felt weak and not good enough, when he failed his role of the team leader who was the one he had a sincere talk with - again taking off his mask and just being Keith - being scared, tired and desperate. He knew that even tho they had issues at first - even tho they were some kind of rivals - they still have a lot of common - they both are lost in some sense because of different reasons.

And at the same time they are different - it’s obvious for everyone. Keith is serious and uses to hide his emotions - he never opens for others except someone who literally saved him and changed his life - his family (Shiro). But the thing is - yes you can be open to your family but also you need someone from other field (?) of people (god help me idk how to explain shit on english) - someone who can make you change and be open to the other world, who can make you confident, maybe sometimes even goofy, but a grown personality who isn’t tied just with one person from the very beginning. Lance did it too him because even tho he maybe didn’t noticed it - but I think every time when they were arguing he was also making usually closed Keith to open more - lol at least just to shut this silly bitch up finally! And on the other hand - serious moments of support when Lance wanted to le him know that he a good leader and he is not the only one who misses Shiro. Besides that Lance has  a big-big happy fam and guess what Keith always was missing? Family

And as for Lance he was told many times that sometimes he acts too dumb or like too loverboy. In some sense he often acts too childish and undserious to work with others and that’s why he thinks about himself as the seventh wheel. And he needs someone who is able to cool him down and make to grow up finally maybe even with punches. That’s why I think he doesn’t need some comical kind of character as a partner at all (btw isn’t it something Jeremy Shada was talking about?). He needs someone who can bring balance to him, to take his comic reliefness off and make a grown up confident man out of him. 

so yeah that’s why I actually love them together very much and can’t dislike them even because of not-very-nice shippers. I started shipping them romantically after second watch of seasons but I honestly always enjoyed their interactions the most - because you feel like you’re watching something really important - how two very different and similar in the same time characters grow together and learn to respect each other - how they help each other and learn new things from each other and become better. It’s always incredible. and it’s worth of attention it has. At least they has the most developed over time relationship and you can see it in the show. 

This is not some kind of meta but mostly my personal thoughts and impressions. I never was that kind of shipper who always shipped all the rivals - like I don’t ship something like Drarry/Stony things and yet I think Laith is awesome. When the bond is strong enough for characters to be able to take their masks off, when they learn something new from each other and become better - it’s something that don’t even depends from genders or something else. 

[gaygwenpool]

give me literally All Headcanon for that post for Mysterio p l e a s e (also, for the one of my choosing, whether or not you hc he commentates movies while watching them or insists on ABSOLUTE SILENCE)

:D!!! my sweet boy, BLESS you nonnie! 

◉ whether or not you hc he commentates movies while watching them or insists on ABSOLUTE SILENCE IS A FANTASTIC QUESTION IVE BEEN LITERALLY LAUGHIN ABOUT IT ALL DAY THANK YOU

   Both actually! if you try to comment on the plot or react to an actor, immediately you get rudely shushed with the most scorching glare because how DARE you, focus on the ~ART~ you heathen!!! but also the Moment a slightly more advanced special effect takes place, he is all hoppin on his seat excitedly explaining how it’s done and how genius that is, how would he improve on it and how another movie dealt with it, the dialogue for the big plot reveal goin on the screen be damned :’D Also as the movie advances, he starts gettin more and more into long passionate rants either complaining about the lack/surfeit of respect the creators got, how arrogant this one actor is and how he doesnt respect his cues and so on….. lots of the stuff he says is actually pretty interesting but yeah, if you counted on just enjoying the movie, tough luck 

   He really likes watchin movies with people but prefers to see the movie first on his own at least once, to really focus on it. Often, he will watch a movie in the livin room while others do their own thing and he will comment on the good scenes, however if you agreed to actually watch somethin with him and got distracted during screening or worse, was on your phone?? you are dead to him. (and you can expect some …unpleasant surprises in the upcoming days)   

im gonna put the rest under the readmore cuz this is gettin long ^^;;

[ask meme]

☾ - sleep headcanon

Beck is the UGLIEST sleeper, he is the worst. He snores loudly, drools, moves, KICKS, mumbles and has the most vivid wildest dreams. (it happens rarely but sometimes he’ll dream about somethin, wake up and for a while be convinced it actually happened, you know like when you dream about arguing with your friend and being mad at them the next day etc) On the other hand, sometimes, all his features relax, he loses the scowl and looks surprisingly peaceful and happy… oh and he hogs the blanket.  

His sleep schedule is a fuckin mess, he is able to go like the whole week on few hours of sleep total when he is workin on a project but other days he gets grumpy if he doesnt get his 10h of beauty sleep every night.. 

★ - sad headcanon

uhhh i dont actually have much sad stuff for this boy yet, he brings me so much joy that i dont have the heart for that :’’’D (also i like him and chameleon team ups and Dmitri brings enough angst to the table for the both of them)

He really actually died that one time and went to hell (though in Patchwork, im not gonna keep everythin about that Daredevil plot, i really like Mysti being dangerous and actually a worthy opponent but most of it was too fucked up for my tastes…) and well… it wasnt great :’D  it mostly targeted his insecurities about his own talent he buried so deep he almost stopped believing them, the lack of respect and recognition and him willingly throwing away any chance he had at those by becoming Mysterio and of course everything that happened with his ex Brick Johnson…

☆ - happy headcanon

blease consider: autistic Quentin !!!!!!

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

he doesnt have a hair trigger temper like Ock or Electro but Damn does this boy holds grudges over literally everything :’D lots of overcomplicated, carefully crafted revenge plots just for eating the last yogurt in the fridge… He gets frustrated easily, getting snappy and rude, especially if people are not listening to him, but it’s often about the pettiest things, the bigger stuff doesnt affect him as much.  

He doesnt enjoy violence for the sake of violence but he is not above it either, everythin is allowed for his big performance…… he can be quite a good n friendly boss if you listen to his orders and work well but can just as much set you up to die in an explosion, all while smiling and patting you on the back… 

✿ - Sex headcanon

my Mysterio is gay as hell but also somewhere on the ace spectrum… not sex-repulsed but definitely not a high drive either (he feels oddly smug about that, like look at those fools trying to get into each others’ pants, how pathetic, *I* in the meantime have time for things that Truly matter, like recreating every Xmen battle ever with only straws and gum.) 

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

listen, i basically grew up on those “the entire villain team lives in a single place - shenanigans ensue” fics so im not givin up on the Sinister Six HQ, okay. (Chameleon usually finds them a suitable house with enough rooms, as luxurious as their current fonds allow, and he prides himself in putting in lil personal touches that he knows the sin six members would enjoy, for Quentin it’s often very obscure movies, rare memorabilia from his favorite ones, stuff for his illusions, a stolen Oscar…) 

 When these are unavailable (aka superheroes got them busted) or when he aint in the middle of a crime job, he usually stays at one of the Cham’s safehouses (with or without him) and in a few of them, he already has his own dedicated room with some of his fav old tricks on display. Speakin of which, he has a BIG warehouse with most of his setups and stages or at least models. He doesnt really plan on reusing them but he likes having them all together 

♡ - romantic headcanon

((jakjgkfajga im a loser and ended up shippin him with Chameleon and everythin i’ve thought off so far is EMBARRASSING AND CHEESY AS FUCK :’’’’D so im gonna leave those for another time))

Beck being an Extra Bitch he is, lives for the Big Romantic Gestures like in the movies and he often gets so caught up in the prep he.. kinda disregards the person he was makin it for, the making of the effect means more for him than  the actual sentiment behind it… 

(ok maybe One mysteleon hc, while it pains him, Quentin knows Chammy Would Not Enjoy being a target of such grand display… he gotta be more subtle, creating a scene where he could play in disguise and dupe some superheroes mayhaps…) 

♥ - family headcanon

like 99% of the villains and their grandma, his family wasnt great, mum left when he was very young with another guy, his dad considered his passion for movies a great waste of time and let lil Quentin know how disappointed he was at every occasion both vocally and physically.. After the first few broken models and ripped tapes with stop animations that took weeks to complete, Quentin stopped tryin to impress and convince his father about the greatness of special effects.. He joined a boxing club and learnt some other martial arts but as soon as he could, he left to join a proper film school which led to his father dropping both financing and all contact with him. 

☮ - friendship headcanon

Im not even gonna start about Chameleon’s and Mysterio’s friendship because that shit is canon and i cry about it on a daily basis. 

Despite his penchant for Dramatics, the constant Need for Validation and Backstabbing and other Throwing Shit in the Fan just cuz it was narratively better, Quentin actually has quite a few friends? He gets along quite well with everyone from the Sin Six and many other villains and even has some ‘normie’ pals from the film industry or just neighborhood… 

One of his most surprising is actually Doc Ock with whom he gets along even outside of business partners/partners in crime basis. Though maybe not so surprising, Mysterio is quite vocal with his praises when he feels like they are deserved and Doc as well actually admires and recognizes Beck’s talent while it is still enough specific for him not to feel threatened in his superiority (once he tried to improve them and show them to Quentin with his usual arrogance and flair and that was the biggest fight they ever had and they werent on speaking terms for a loooong while after that… Oct cant stand not having the last word so he still modified some of Mysterio’s tricks even after that but he actually cares about their friendship enough to not tell Mysti about it.. Not like he would ever admit that to Quentin’s fishbowl face) 

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

like 99% of everythin Mysti does is Somehow related to special effects/film or the Drama in general but my boy is a nerd in general, theater, books, comics, manga, roleplaying games, you name it. He especially likes flashy stuff obviously. 

He really enjoys learning new techniques and figuring out how to make something happen. When he was younger, he was viciously against CGI but later he started to sorta respect it as its own category that needs talent and effort… he still prefers to use the traditional techniques of course :’D (…as traditional as HYPNOTIZING PEOPLE WITH NEURAL GAZ IS) 

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

He has a very Complicated relationship with the film industry……. on the one hand, he loves the behind the scenes, the rush, the Action…. but on the other hand, he hates it with a fiery passion, everythin from how you get treated like dirt and the pretentious prizes being awarded just for the Big names and hollywood and everythin turning around the money an-…., he has a very long list and it is alphabetized. (While he has a point for many of those complaints, the fact HE himself never got any pretentious award remains probably the main issue…) 

he absolutely despises people making fun of D-grade shitty movies in the “this shitty horror is so cheesy and dumb it’s funny and i love it” way, either because the people workin on it were good and trying their best but the money or the producers etc ruined it (his experience) and then it’s an unfair critique or because the creators just didnt try hard enough and that’s even worse in his books and this movie should not get Any Attention much less a positive one.. 

he likes complaining and being snarky :’D he enjoys the challenge Spidey sets for them and loves playing tag with him (even when he loses..) He loves the prep before his big shows both alone or with help, the adrenalin when actually pulling it off and when he discusses it with Cham in details. He lives for the applause and recognition and ~Fame~ 

▼ - childhood headcanon

not as much as hc as adopting the Webspinners’ aproach: he spent most of his childhood daydreaming, hiding himself behind the stories and special effects….. not many friends aside from Betsy but he didnt really need them, he wanted audience not pals.. In the film school he started to be more social and communicative, he met Brick there and they started goin out… 

∇ -. old age/aging headcanon

hhhhh im conflicted, there are like 3 comics where Q is retired because he has enough of superheroes beating him up and he Really doesnt want to go back to it.. I cant see him actually givin up on it totally tho… idk idk

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

Like with sleep, it oscillates wildly. He can forget to eat when he is hypefocusin on a particular project (one single chip suffices as nourishment) or he just subsides on ramen for a month but on the other hand he is quite a capable cook. Nothing Extraordinary but he can make enough diverse simple meals. When livin with Chammy, they both enjoy eating out so they do that as much as the budget allows (so not that much, illusions arent cheap…) 

☼ - appearance headcanon

im still thinkin about that one post that described Quentin as a “toenail of a man” and i couldnt agree more :’D very short, pig nose, hairstyle à la Spock, stocky built and weirdly beefy, like this guy’s thigh is bigger than some heads… (for a nerd he is surprisingly strong what the fuck) 

All Mysterios are Good Mysterios but my preferred ones have a bigass ROUND fishbowl, the longest cape and somethin as a belt, preferably sash.. 

ൠ - random headcanon

he actually isnt….. that great of an actor nor director nor creator………………….. (im sorry baby i love you but it’s tru….) he unconsciously copies a lot of stuff he has seen elsewhere, he follows overused tropes, his work is packed with cliches and cheesy over the top pathos… his special effects mastery n creativity with workin out his illusions is absolutely INCREDIBLE dont get me wrong, it’s just… the plot/ideas……..  at first he lived in denial about this still believing 100% his work is Wonderful and Perfect and he is just a misunderstood author… later he decided to embrace it and he is livin the life now :D

[pirate-autobot]

The Experiment: Ch. 24

Captain Underpants realizes he has issues. But he’s also not alone...

The CU gem au is by @angerydj

As much fun as it was, something didn’t sit right with Captain Underpants. Something about Tourmaline, about the name the boys had given him against his will.

How could you let them do that?

It’s out of fun! Nobody is going to get hurt!

You stupid gem!

Captain Underpants groaned. He was walking through the hallway, but had to stop and lean against a wall, holding his gem. He told the boys he needed some air, and left them to their drawing and writing. They should be done with them all by now.

Now every infant and teacher in the school will now know the name... Professor Poopypants. But also to make Captain Underpants feel better they included in the back of the book how other gems could make their own ridiculous name.

It was his idea. It was to make the bad thoughts leave him alone. It didn’t work.

You’re the one who can’t take a hint, and go away!

FOOL!

The agate gasped, feeling like his gem was hit by an unknown force. He squeezed his eyes shut. Everything started to heat up again. He had to calm down, focus on something else.

Think of Harold and George, the smiles of the infants. Think of them learning and growing and...

Little brats

Think of Edith. Her beautiful blue spots that glowed when she was happy. Her eyes sparkled like light dancing on ocean waves...

She’ll never love you

Think of... Something! Anything! 

He gasped like a fish out of water stumbling out of the school, leaving blackened char footprints in his wake. He fell onto his back and squeezed his eyes shut.

When he opened them, he wasn’t on the ground. He was sitting up in the shade of a great building. He was wearing his old agate uniform. He stood and saw his reflection in the mirror. Captain underpants sniffed and rubbed at the scratches and tear streaks on his face.

‘You’re a disgrace’ the other agates teased. They called him weak. Perhaps he was. He cared too much for the other gems, not just the agates. He thought pearls shouldn’t be servants. This and other thoughts made his superiors warn him... He was starting to sound like the rebels on Earth. He could be shattered for it.

Someone cleared his voice behind him. Captain Underpants turned. A fog blocked the new gem that approached him.

“Hey.” He said

“Hey what? Come to laugh at me like the others?” Captain Underpants asked, spots flaring. The hidden gem sighed.

“I’m.... I’m sorry. They were out of line, all of them. You didn’t deserve that.” Came the voice

Captain Underpants was surprised. Tears began to flow once more.

“Thank you.” He said with a smile and a sniffle. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply

He let the air out and opened his eyes. He was back on the ground in front of the school. The bad thoughts must have calmed down at the memory.

Captain Underpants sat up and noticed the sign. Whatever it said, the agate pulled the letters off. He hummed and spelled out “Tra-la-la”. Something didn’t look right, so he kept adding A’s.

“Eleven.” Came a voice. Captain Underpants turned around.

She was a strange looking gem. Squared hair, tinted visor, a star clear on her outfit. He tilted his head but smiled at her.

“Hello.” He greeted, “Eleven what?”

“A’s.” She answered

“Hm. Of course.” Captain Underpants responded, opening the small box below the sign that held the extra letters.

The strange gem knelt down next to him, pulling out more A’s. Captain Underpants was surprised to see two gems on her hands.

Fusion...

“Are... Are you a fusion?” He asked. She looked at him. He wished he could see her eyes behind the visor.

“And what are you?” She asked

Nothing...

Captain Underpants glanced down at his gem. No gem should be shaped the way his is. No gem should have bad thoughts and strange memories like he does. He noticed the crack had somehow grown bigger. It might be more noticeable now.

“I don’t know.” He answered with a shrug.

“Hm.” The gem stood, crossing her arms. “I thought you were a superhero. Protector of the colony, helper of infant gems, defender of truth, justice...”

“And all things pre-shrunk and cottony.” Captain Underpants finished, standing up. He stared at the strange gem, the looked away, tapping his fingers together. “Have we... Do I know you?” He looked back at her.

“The other one does.” She responded. It was an answer the agate was not expecting.

“Oh.” he said softly. She put a hand on his shoulder, closing the distance between them.

“Here’s a lesson you need to learn.” She said, “Sometimes you need to break before you become whole again.”

“Break?!” Captain Underpants said, backing up until he bumped into the sign. He held his gem as if the stranger would attack it.

“It’s an expression. Don’t take it literally.” She said, walking away. She paused and looked over her shoulder. “Or maybe... Do take it literally. Might help with your bad thoughts.”

Captain Underpants stared at her until she was out of sight. Today was very strange for him. And it became stranger when the front doors of the school burst open. Professor P was dragging George and Harold by the back of their shirts to him.

“There you are.” He said, dragging them along as he stomped up to the agate. “I have been looking everywhere. Do you know what these two little neophytes have been up to?” He finally let go of the boys. Captain Underpants looked back at the infants.

“They don’t look like nephrites to me.” He commented, making the boys giggle.

“What? No not nephrites! Just look at what they have made!” Said the professor as he held out the comic.

Captain Underpants had not read it when the boys were done. He flipped through the pages curiously.

“We should bubble them probably, like, forever!” Said the angry professor

“Hm.” Said the agate. “Oh my. This is not a comic. This... Is a History book.” The Tourmaline snatched the comic out of his hands. George and Harold giggled to themselves. Captain Underpants still believed he was a hero that fought monsters and the villain they just made up!

Although, really, the red agate was realizing the haze surrounding him and his backstory could slowly lift away in time. But this was to make the boys happy.

“And as such, I should be taught in every classroom! And you yourself must teach it.” He went on, “Because that is how good it is!”

“I don’t understand. I thought we’d be on the same page.” Professor P said

“Ah, what page is that?” Captain Underpants knelt by him and took the comic, “I’m on page 9, here. It’s fantastic.” He flipped the pages and held it out. “Look, see,” he pointed to each panel explaining the plot, “it’s about this evil science teach, who looks a lot like you, by the way. And he wanted to rid the colony of laughter, but he couldn’t figure out how to do it. And what’s worse everywhere he would go, gems would be having fun and laughing! But then he discovered someone who wasn’t.” He pointed to a gem and in a nasally voice said, “I don’t get it! Why is it funny?” He flipped the page, “Anti-Humor Boy! Then the Professor said ‘Very interesting’.” Captain Underpants said with a chuckle, “That’s my voice for him.”

“Wait wait,” the Tourmaline pulled the comic back, studying the page, “that’s no Anti-Humor Boy. That’s the suck up Peridot from class. Very interesting.” He rolled up the comic and strode away, looking back at the gemstone. 

“You boys don’t even realize it,” he said, “but your silly little comic book just helped me figure out how to wipe out laughter in the entire co-”

He was cut off when a car collided with him. The boys winced and remembered the lesson their parents taught them: Always look before you cross a street. The  Tourmaline got up again before being hit by a truck that kept going with him on it.

“Wow.” Harold said “That actually worked out for once. Good job Captain Underpants.”

“At your service sidekicks.” He replied with a salute.

“So, I guess this chapter of our lives is done.” Harold added

“Hm, what’s next?” George asked

“You’re the writer.” Harold replied with a shrug

“Probably a look at things from a different perspective. I don’t know.” George said

[jbuffyangel]

MAJOR. FREAKING. SPOILERS

Seriously do not @ me if you don’t want to know. Just skip this one... cause we got some big news!!!!

I honestly don’t like the paparazzi, but I am so friggin happy it is obliterating my intense dislike for these people. Crossover filming has started.

The train is pulling in to the station!

CROSSOVER BABY.

As for the funeral it is not an Arrow death. Cool. Back to joy.

In all seriousness, I think the fandom has been prepared for this for awhile. David has been talking about weddings at HVFFs since June.  I certainly have been be prepared given my daughter’s interaction with Stephen back in HVFF Nashville.

And Marc was just a little too keen to get me OFF the crossover track in our convo at SDCC. Yes paps have been wrong before, but normally when they are this pissed off they are not. I think Canadagraphs is weeping right now.

So listen y’all... IMMA GONNA BUY DRESS AND PUT ON SOME HEELS FOR THE BIG EVENT.

So how do I feel about a crossover wedding. If my LIT AF attitude was confusing at all I’m 100% cool with it. Is it ideal? I mean... eh. 

I wanted a crossover wedding since well... friggin 4x08.  Did I get it in 5x08?

No sir. I did not. 

(That aside I really did love 5x08) Now I am getting my crossover wedding.

Downside? We have to share the spotlight with W&stallen. 

Now, I do like W&stallen. Quite frankly B&rry has been ticking me off since the end of Season 2 and I think Ir*s deserves better, but whatever. Somewhere in those sentences is a yeah vote for W&stallen. Y’all can sleuth it out. I’m like 40/60 in favor right now. Maybe B&rry will shape up in time to rocket that number up.

Now, I will own my hissy fit. I had hissy fit over this poster. 

B&RRY IS ON IT THREE TIMES AND WE COULDN’T FIT A SINGLE NON MASKED HERO ON IT? 

Obviously Diggle & Felicity yes, but how about Alex or Wynn and... other people. Yes, I know the marketing slant was comic book characters only, but the Arrowverse is bigger than the masked characters. A little equal representation would have been nice. (Side note: Diggle & Felicity are actually comic book characters and Diggle wears a mask but that’s just details). Honestly, I can’t project rage now because 

Had I blogged about this earlier you would have felt the rage. But as my girl @callistawolf said, “It is the red herring to end all red herrings.” I feel this particular ad targets a certain segment of the viewing population. That viewing population is not 100% represented by me. That’s okay. It don’t gotta be about me all the time. I can be a giver. I am so absolutely chill. Hissy fit notwithstanding.

But my disappointment was that W&stallen was getting a lot of the wedding promotion I had hoped Olicity would receive. Petty? Sure. I’m okay with it. 

Sometimes I feel like the CW promotional department treats Arrow like the red headed step child and it annoys me from time to time. Overall, I stopped caring about promotion when we hit year 5 because it’s an older show. I don’t think the network is going to invest too much more money into Arrow.

Enough of that. Here’s what’s GLORIOUS. They let the cat out of the bag over the W&stallen wedding. They didn’t to try to hide it. But the big HUGE surprise in the crossover isn’t that W&stallen is getting married.

It’s that Olicity is getting married.

W*STALLEN IS THE DIVERSION. Also, yes they will get married so yippee!!! 

but also DIVERSION! 

So all the press the next day will be talking about the Olicity wedding. They will already have done song and dance on the W&stallen wedding prior to the show airing. Olicity will have the buzz post episode. W&stallen gets the buzz pre episode. Alright, W*stallen will get some buzz post ep too. Who are we kidding? And that’s fine. True, it’s not my picture perfect promotional windfall but I’ll take it. I’m just happy my babies will get SOME BUZZ at SOME POINT in this process. It wasn’t looking good based on that poster y’all.

I also think that it speaks to Olicity’s popularity that they will be the big surprise of the crossover. Or one of. I’m sure there will be more. Keep in mind we’re a niche market folks. There’s only so many of us deeply obsessed Arrow fans out there. Most of the general viewing audience will be surprised.

Do I think each couple deserves their separate episode and time in the sun? Absolutely. But logistically speaking this makes sense. All the same people would go to both weddings, so this avoids the whole “Why didn’t B&rry go to Oliver’s wedding?” and “Why isn’t Felicity at Ir*s’ wedding?” or “How come all the characters went to W&stallen’s wedding but not Olicity’s?” and on and on. We were never going to get crossover casts outside the crossover episodes. If they wanted to celebrate these events within the Arrowverse then crossover weddings it is. End of story.

I enjoy the crossovers. I like the mix of chemistries, watching different characters interact, the humor, action, etc. Some years are better than others but overall I am entertained. It also helps that I watch all four shows. I certainly understand the frustration of those who do not. However, from a story perspective these characters all love each other.  Mostly. They would want to be there for both Oliver & Felicity’s and B*rry & I*ris’ big day.

Frankly, if W&stallen gets a crossover wedding then I sure as hell want Olicity to have one to. That’s just me. You don’t have agree, but for the show that launched this universe I feel this couple claimed this event long ago. 

I can understand the writers wanting to give each Arrowverse supercouple equal footing and I can deal, but my OTP needs to be part of that equal footing. Promotion aside, this is a pretty diplomatic way of handling both major events. Other than the ideal of separate episodes on their own shows.

Also, it makes the fanboys angry. 

We know the WHEN. We do not know how or where this will all take place. Well... other than it happening in Legends of Tomorrow (which is purely speculative. Nothing concrete). 

If it happens on LOT that also makes sense. I agree with the “save the best for last” mentality - everyone will continue watching the crossover until the end. Legends is neutral territory. It’s the Camp David of the Arrowverse. W&stallen doesn’t get married on The Fl*sh and Olicity doesn’t get married on Arrow. We’re all equally screwed over in that respect. Smeh. 

How this all comes together will be the surprise, one that I am really looking forward to and will do my utmost to remain unspoiled. But this all gives us something to look forward to and a big, fat reason to watch the crossovers. At the end of the day, this has been a very long road for Olicity. They’ve earned this step. 

What I want more than anything is it for it to be LEGAL. Sign the paperwork. Let’s get it done.

Are there going to be people missing? Yes. Will it be everything our fanfiction minds have imagined? No. It’s Arrow. They’ll put a twist on it, but in general it’s the scenes I couldn’t have imagined that I always love the most with this couple. So I can handle that it’s not happening exactly the way I expected. Part of the fun of Olicity is the unexpected. I’m just looking forward to celebrating this milestone for our favorite couple with you fine folks. We have earned this moment too. Time to have some fun and get boozy.

Also, I will be in San Jose with my girl @callistawolf celebrating with Stephen and Emily post nuptials. LIFE IS AWESOME.

[theonceoverthinker]

My Weekend at Once Con (Part 3 - Final!)

Hello! Welcome to the final part of my long-ass recap of the Creation Entertainment Once Upon a Time Convention that was held last weekend in Whippany, NJ!

Not caught up but want to be? You’re in the right place!

Part 1 (Thursday and Friday)

Part 2 (Saturday)

()()()()()()()()()()()()() Sunday

()()()()()()()()()()()()() Today was about to get red...

I'm of course referring to my Red Cosplay! I looked so cute! I even got a basket where I had a little dog Beanie Baby to serve as Toto (To my dismay, there were no Dorothy cosplayers on that day), as well as candy so I could give treats out! This was another early morning. I was a woman on a mission. I had to time it so I could check out of the hotel and make all of the panels super early so I could ask questions.

...Turned out the first part was a lot easier than expected. Check out was a breeze! 

With that, I headed over to the Marriott for the final time. After registration started, I booked it over to the the theatre door. It was an hour's wait until we were granted entrance to the theatre, but thankfully, the company around me was so sweet! One of them was from Puerto Rico and told me how she wanted to tell Lana how much her contributions meant to her. I'd later be standing right behind her as she spoke to Lana, and I'm going to talk about that in just a little bit.

I honestly preferred Bex and Lana's panel to the Jen and Colin one. I think that's because I'm someone who prefers bigger, more comedic personalities, and Bex and Lana are very big personalities, and when they get together, it's an explosion of comedy. The entire panel long I was whooping and hollering out in laughter in my seat. Now don't get me wrong, I really did enjoy Colin and Jen's panel. I just enjoyed this one a little bit more.

Now, I did ask Lana a question, but I want to touch upon another first because this is simply too beautiful not to highlight. Remember the woman I told you about earlier, the one from Puerto Rico? Well, as she said she'd do, she thanked Lana for all she'd done for Puerto Rico, namely all of the charity work she had done. Lana actually, in addition to discussing the continued need for more money to be donated to Puerto Rico, came down from the stage over to her, and hugged her. It was easily the sweetest moment of the convention. 

Not long afterwards, I was up and it was question time! As I said before, my question was geared towards Lana. I asked her the following: "You've been the subject of the novel Regina Rising as well as a couple of comics. Have you read them and if so, could you please tell me your thoughts on them?" Lana had read the comic book and found it awesome that she was in one! However, she had not read Regina Rising, but did state an interest in doing so. What's cool is that she actually asked me if I had read it. I kind of proceeded to geek out and tell her that I had preordered the book on my Kindle and read it the day I came out.

Did I feel like a total dork afterwards? Totes.

Was it amazing? Fuck yeah.

After the Gold panel was a quick break. I proceeded to help move Cassie's stuff out to my car, as well as plan out my next Q&A: Rebecca Mader's solo panel. My question for Rebecca was one that I had had on my mind for a few months now, and I'll get into it in just a moment. 

So, the con-operators, in an attempt to moderate the panels, wouldn't let us line up until ten minutes before the panel began. Those of us who had lined up before sat down with baited breath and when the time came, we bolted over. I was first on line before the line had been disbanded and when the proper line had started, I ended up going fourth (or eighth, given the other half of the room). Still, it was better than most people's positions, so I wasn't upset in the least.

My question was about how Bex fills the time waiting for the makeup to be done for Zelena, and what her relationship to the person applying it must be. I remember reading about how Bex said she was in makeup for hours to fully apply the green paint. I kept thinking about how after all that time together, they'd have to be close. Rebecca gave me some great insight into working with her stylist. Apparently, they go into a rickety trailer and have to use this crazy gassy paint so they don't kill everyone else. During the time, they drink coffee and listen to music, and she even described their relationship as being therapists for each other. 

The rest of her panel was just so amazing! Bex is so fun and funny! She, like her character, is so unapologetically herself. Her answers are detailed and hilarious (She did never get a thank you for giving up her magic!). She always has a story ready and they're all engaging as fuck! One of my favorites was how Bex found a love for her red curly hair when she came to America and was adored for it! Bex's relationship with her dog Bella is also so cute. If you are not following her on Instagram and checking out her story, you are missing out! My one regret was not telling her how her dog and my dog look alike during my autograph session with her.

With the end of Bex's panel came the start of Lee's.I really did want to ask a question at this panel. I had a really good one about Belle and Grumpy's friendship (#GrumpyBeauty). However, I had bought a Rebecca Mader photo opp that morning, and the times collided. I did get to listen in for a while, and it was a great panel. Like Chris, Lee really puts a lot of thought into his characters. He discussed his work on Once and Pirates of the Caribbean. I really wish I had been able to hit him up for a question, but alas, c'est la vie. For my photo opp with Ms. Mader, Cassie and I shared it. I had suggested the idea of taking a goofy picture, and Cassie was up for it. We got on line again, and I fixed a crazy wardrobe problem literally seconds before reaching Bex. So, I asked her to do something goofy to us, and she was all in! She suggested ripping out our hearts, and we agreed without hesitation. I was actually more terrified for this photo than the one before because in this one, I widely opened my mouth, screaming as our most wicked of witches ripped out my heart. I was afraid it would come out awkward and spoiler alert: It did not. It was a perfect shot. Those guys at Creation, as expensive as they can sometimes be, are fucking experts with a camera.

The next part of the day...I'm still mentally catching up with.

The auction.

I never intended on bidding in the auction. I have no space in my tiny house for a banner, and I was super happy with the merch I had already bought. Then they started putting up small items.

I started raising my hand for the T-shirt compilations. I really wanted a lot of those shirts. But once they went for $100+, my hand shot down.

But then they put the bug up in an auction.

Remember the $50 one from Part 1? Yeah, that one. I didn't see the other items at first, but there were the two mugs (One of which, I had already bought) and a deck of playing cards also in the bid.

I raised my hand, as the price kept going up. I was about to lower my hand when the auctioneer called on me. The price was $80. 

Then the two slowest seconds of my life passed. 

I had hoped to be outbid.

I really did. 

I was so proud of myself for not buying a ton of merch.

"Sold!"

But I was not, and all of that pride melted away like an abandoned ice cream cone in the summer heat.

It felt embarrassing, and in hindsight, I don't know quite why. People certainly spent way more money later on in the auction. I had missed this while transporting everything to my car, but a signed Colin banner went for $2600. Maybe I was embarrassed for myself? Maybe I was embarrassed that I did it in a room filled with people that I had socialized with all weekend (I think I turned beet red when I realized that another friend from Tumblr that I had met, Opal, had seen the whole thing)? Both? 

Probably the latter.

The really crappy thing that I didn't realize until I got home was that the bug was dented. Perhaps it was a defect and was returned. It may have been Emma's bug, but seeing that dent was not the least bit charming. Still, I'm not one to refuse to see the light in a bad situation, and I'm just going to stick with the headcanon that Emma got a dent in her bug during a crazy magical escapade. After the auction was Beverly's panel.

Friends, this panel was a fucking delight.

I want to make my feelings on the matter very plain and very blunt. If you were at the convention and you missed out on this panel, unless you had a damn good reason for doing so, you're a fucking idiot.

I had the honor (And I do NOT use that word loosely) of asking the first question.

Now, I remind you: I was in my Ruby cosplay. So immediately, she picked up on that, calling me Ruby, and we had a ton of fun. 

"Here's my question: Picture this: Ruby and Dorothy come back to Storybrooke, and ask Granny to make their wedding cake. What do you make?"

Bev loved the question (During my autograph with her, she told me it was her favorite of the set). She responded to my inquiry that she would make a five layer Red Velvet Cake with Cream Cheese frosting and yellow nuggets that look like a yellow-brick road. What an amazing answer! She also said it was the perfect idea for an episode, and it really shows just how much she's taken to the direction that Ruby's storyline too! Just...my heart melts like butter in a microwave reliving this moment.

The rest of the panel was incredible! She got fantastic questions that were only beat out by even more fantastic answers! She was charming, supportive, funny, musical at times, and just lovely. It is nothing short of a crime that her question line didn't take up the entire panel. I actually felt really badly because people started lining up for Lana during her panel. Now, I LOVE Lana, and I'm going to talk more about her very soon and how wonderful she is, but dammit, Bev deserves that too! Next year, I am totally interested in buying a Meet and Greet should one become available!

Ready to discuss the final panel? 

Okay, then! It's Lana time!! <3

Oh, Lana is such a darling! Her Q&A was fantastic. Since I had already asked her a question during her Gold Panel, I decided to take a step back for once, record the panel from my seat, and let everyone else have their turn, and I do not regret doing so.

Once again, the woman who asked Jen the Swan Queen question asked the same thing to Lana, and friends, Lana's answer was just as wonderful. As far as new questions went, I really liked one that someone asked about her relationship with Jared Gilmore following his end as a regular actor on the show. It was so nice to hear that Lana and Jared are still as close as they are. She even still dotes on him as a mother would! Lana told the audience about how Jared hasn't responded to a text she sent out asking him to hang out after Thanksgiving, and essentially set the room on a Twitter Amber Alert! XD

Call your mother, Henry! 

Lana has such a stage presence. She sucks in your attention, like a black hole of beauty and grace. I felt kind of seduced. She's charming as all hell, and gives answers that do a great job about answering exactly what was asked, and she did that not through just giving elaborate answers, but sometimes through cute gestures too! It made for a very fun panel! Her panel also ran super long, which, considering the massive line up it drew in, was good. By the time Lee came in to end it, my camera had gone past the 50-minute mark. (I also want to point out how Lee served as a moderator of sorts for Saturday and Sunday, starting and ending panels. Michael did this on Friday. I didn't really find a good place to put that until now, so sorry!)

So, following the end of Lana's panel was the end of our fair convention. Well, that's not entirely true. Cassie and I still had autographs before we made the arduous two-hour journey home (Which I'll mercifully spare you the details of because it was agonizing).

Speaking of autographs...

()()()()()()()()()()()()() Autographs and My Terrible Puns

()()()()()()()()()()()()() If I learned one thing this weekend, it was to be prepared for autograph lines. It's a really weird double-edged sword. On one hand, you can be waiting for hours for your row to be called, but on the other hand...there's something magical about when you do get up there. It's a moment. It's relatively quick, but still so personable. It's totally worth it, don't get me wrong, but mentally prepare yourself for the time commitment because depending on where you sit, you might not be going anywhere for quite some time. If you're further back, you can use the time to grab your photo opps, hit up the vendors room, maybe even get some food if there still is any. (Btw, the food is pretty fairly priced for a convention, and cups of water as well as watercoolers are provided all around the convention area). 

I had purchased the Gold package, which included autographs from everyone at the convention except for Rebecca Mader and Raphael Sbarge. I ended up buying Rebecca's autograph on my own the evening I arrived at the convention, so I got everyone but Raphael.I had Jen, Colin, Lana, and Bex sign their Once Upon a Time Funko Pops, specifically the Captain Hook and Purple Regina model for Colin and Lana, respectively since there are multiple models of each of those characters. Everyone else signed the inside cover of my copy of Once Upon a Time: Behind the Magic. (Btw, for anyone wondering, Chris had the best autograph, because he drew a little picture of Smee on every one that he received 

So, remember in my Saturday post where I said halfway through, I developed a bit of a tradition? Here goes: I made puns to everyone who signed my stuff following the midpoint of Saturday's session. Okay, that's a bit of a lie. It started with Chris' autograph on Friday. The person behind me was getting the Season 5 poster signed, and Chris was signing the bottom of Hook's coat. I proceeded to say "Looks like he wants the pirate's booty," and I got a pretty good laugh out of Chris for my troubles. But I didn't do it for Gil or Michael, so I don't hold the thought that I did do it for everyone.

On Saturday, I took it easy with Colin and Jen, but then as I was thinking, I came up with a few puns for Karen and Lee, so I decided to just go for it, and hopefully make an impression. 

Here's the full list of puns that I made, and to the best of my abilities, the response:

Karen's Autograph Me: "Thank you for signing so KAREN-gly!" Karen: *Laughter* (Karen has a great smile and now has bangs!)

Lee's Autograph Me: "I can't be-LEE-ieve I'm here with you." Lee: *Laughs and says something that I don't remember* Me: "My puns are either PUN-ny or total PUN-ishment." Lee: "Before you go, make one more pun." Me: "It was PUN-derful to meet you!" *Walks off in an epic blaze of glory* Lana's Autograph Me: "Thank you! I'm such a FAN-a of Lana!" Lana: *Laughs and tells me that her mom always makes puns* (Free hint for all of you Oncers who are going to meet Lana) Beverly's Autograph (After she tells me how much she loved my question) Me: "I'm such a FANNY of Granny" Bev: *Gives a hearty laugh and I know we talked for a second or so afterwards, but I really don't remember after that* Bex's Autograph: ...I actually couldn't come up with a pun, so I made a poemMe: "We're always in Heaven or Mecca, when us Oncers are here with Rebecca"Bex: *Pauses for a second, smiling* "Put that on a t-shirt!" ...Let's just say that that last gave me ideas for next year...But I'm getting ahead of myself. ()()()()()()()()()()()()() Overall Thoughts

()()()()()()()()()()()()() ...Is it next October yet?

I cannot wait to go back next year. It feels equal parts sleep-away camp and a celebrity cruise. I don't get to interact with a lot of hardcore Oncers in my real life offline, so this was such a treat. I'm already starting to ponder questions, opps, my above idea, and tickets for 2018!

My favorite day of the convention was Sunday. I think that the stars were the funniest, and the questions that the con-goers provided were fantastic. That said, that is like comparing an A+ to an A because Friday and Saturday were not slouches in the least! Every day of the convention was bleeding with creativity, humor, kindness, and overall, effort. I couldn't be happier with my experience if I tried to be. As for my favorite panelist out of the three...I can't decide. Sorry! They're all too good!

If you have any questions or thoughts, or hey, if we talked during the convention, please reach out to me! I hope you enjoyed this account of my time at the Creation Entertainment Once Upon a Time Convention!

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December 2nd-December 8th, 2019 CTP Archive

The archive for the Comic Tea Party week long chat that occurred from December 2nd, 2019 to December 8th, 2019.  The chat focused on Da Pukas by Pembroke W. Korgi. 

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RebelVampire

COMIC TEA PARTY- WEEK LONG BOOK CLUB START!

Hello and welcome everyone to Comic Tea Party’s Week Long Book Club~! This week we’ll be focusing on Da Pukas by Pembroke W. Korgi~! (http://dapukas.com/)

You are free to read and comment about the comic all week at your own pace, so stop on by whenever it suits your schedule! Remember, though, that while we allow constructive criticism, our focus is to have fun and appreciate the comic. Below you will find four questions to get you started on the discussion. However, a new question will be posted and pinned everyday (between 12:01AM and 6AM PDT), so keep checking back for more! You have until December 8th to tell us all your wonderful thoughts! With that established, let’s get going on the reading and the chatting!

QUESTION 1. What has been your favorite scene in the comic so far? What specifically did you like about it?

QUESTION 2. What aspect of the world-building in the comic caught your eye and why? Relatedly, what do you think happened to the older people who left all their technology behind, and how might this fact continue to play a role in the story?

RebelVampire

QUESTION 3. At the moment, who is your favorite character? What about that character earns them this favor?

QUESTION 4. What do you think happened to the pukas who left the village 10 years ago? Can they be found, or are they truly lost forever? How do you think Lider will handle the answer emotionally regardless of which case you choose?

AntiBunny

1. Personally my favorite scene is the first encounter with Chacal the Jackal. This is their first encounter with the villain, and they throw every idea they can come up with into their escape to see what sticks, eventually bumbling their way out of trouble and establishing what will be an ongoing menace.

2. light is clearly a big deal there. While the saying "lords of light" is a classic cartoon reference on the surface, the significance of their lantern shows that to an underground dwelling people a light source is something that could be seen as a gift from the gods, and not simply something to be taken for granted. It's never exactly explained, but can be gathered.

3. Alegre is my favorite character. I love the enthusiasm with which she throws herself into everything. She tries it all, laughs off her failures, and keeps going.

4. I think they'll show up much later in the comic with some big reveal. Perhaps they found a way to the surface, but can't come back. Maybe there's a point of no return.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 5. What has been your favorite illustration in the comic so far? What specifically about it do you like?

QUESTION 6. Do you think Lider and company will ever return home? If so, how do you think the journey will have changed them? Also, do you think they’ll ultimately be accepted back into their village, or will the council still exile them?

RebelVampire

1) My favorite scene so far is probably when Quetz makes good on the friendship and comes and saves everyone from Chacal. For a decently comedic, somewhat light hearted comic, that was a rather gruesome fight and it made me cringe (but in a good oh no way). I also liked that Quetz didn't magically fade into the background and there was immediate consequences for friendships being made. 2) The aspect of the world that interests me the most is the whole underground thing itself. I like how its treated as this natural thing by the characters, but as the reader I have so many questions. Like where did this huge underground network come from? How is it nobody has explored things to the point most places seem isolated? Etc. But I like how the story works with the underground in unique ways, like the issues of light, how they get food, etc. As for the people before them, I'm just going with common denominator and assume they destroyed themselves.(edited)

3) My favorite character is definitely Apocado. I like that Apocado is kind of the reluctant heroine with a lot of self esteem issues that are flat out addressed a lot throughout the comic. At the same time, though, I like it's balanced by the fact she actually does have talent and can come through for the group when it counts. Mostly, though, I just find her and Lider adorable together. 4) As for what happened to the past explorers, I feel its a combination of they got lost and didn't know the way back plus where they wound up needed their help a lot more. I do think they're gonna be found, but I think it's gonna be not good for Lider. I feel like Lider is gonna have this expectation that they never returned for some noble heroic reason, only to find out that they kind of chose just to ditch their old lives to a degree after a point. Even if that's not the case though, I do think happiness will turn to anger and resentment for a while about why they couldn't go back. Alternatively, everyone is dead, and Lider will fall into depression because life is hopeless is and bleak.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 7. Which characters do you enjoy seeing interact the most? What about their dynamic interests you?

QUESTION 8. Given the story’s focus on themes such as friendship and forgiveness, what event related to the themes impacted you the most? Overall, what is your take away from the story in regards to these themes?

5) My favorite illustration is definitely this page http://dapukas.com/?comic=belmontsville. I love the amount of colorful detail in the image. But what really sells it for me is the perspective and angle. It really captures that feeling of feeling like a stranger in a big city and really puts you in the character's shoes. I love when illustrations work with the story, so definitely a great one in my book. 6) I do feel like Lider and everyone will come home. Probably with a lot more people and with fanfare. However, I definitely feel like they won't stay. I get the impression the journey will make them see there's more to their underground life than their own little village. And I feel they'll want to help more people or something like that. As for whether they'll be accepted back, I think yes and no. I think the council won't want to, but that their hands will be forced lest they earn public ire.

RebelVampire

7) I enjoy seeing Apocado and Lider interact the most. I love how opposite their personalities are in a lot of ways, so it creates lots of friction. Yet they still care about one another. Plus, their relationship is just adorable. Like how Apocado just basically jumped down a hole after Lider. XD Just precious and funny. 8) The one that affected me the most was when Artifice forgave Rumi. I think in life we often forget that accidents are a thing. And that people can hurt other people will out ill intent, and that it's easy to become wrapped up in the blame game. At the same time, sometimes that anger is a bit justified, since some accidents are bigger than others. All in all, forgiveness is hard. But I think the takeaway is that it's still good to do since focusing on what were mad at the person about rarely fixes anything.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 9. What sorts of art or story details have you noticed in the way the comic is crafted that you think deserves attention?

QUESTION 10. Do you think we’ve seen the last of the jackal Chacal, or will they continue to hunt Lider and group? If the latter, what do you think it will take for Lider and the rest to be free of Chacal?

RebelVampire

QUESTION 11. What do you think are this particular comic’s strengths? What do you think makes this comic unique? Please elaborate.

QUESTION 12. What do you think the device Lider was given is? Can it be fixed, and if so, what role will it play in Lider’s quest? Additionally, will Lider be able to get the lantern repaired as well?

AntiBunny

7. Right now I'm loving the interplay between Artifisk and Malo. They haven't interacted that much, but having a scene alone together shows that Artifisk is the one who's a questioner. Most people just accept that Malo is the way she is, but Artifisk actually shows curiosity about Malo's personality.

8. Probably the moment they left the village. They treat it as a grand adventure, but they also know they can't turn back. It's not unlike the moment in Lord of the Rings when the Hobbits realize that one more step will take them further from home than they've ever been.

9. Certainly the element of danger. There are villages that are safe, but it's treated like leaving these villages is a major risk. A few individuals live between, but in general the caverns are very much a sort of death world filled with hazards and dangerous creatures. It sort of reminds me of a Metroid game in that way. Isolation is the name of the game. This small crew on their journey become a small party in strange and hostile world. You really see that contrast in their behaviors in and out of a town too. Outside they're always on edge, always in danger, never able to relax. Inside a town they relax more and you see their personalities in a different light.

10. Chacal certainly will be an ongoing threat. What I wonder is if the Pukas will become better at outwitting and evading them, or if Chacal as we saw with Qwetz will continue to grow as a threat.

11. A well balanced core cast. The personalities are all just right to play off of each other. Sometimes complimenting, and sometimes conflicting. Everyone has a role to play in the character dynamic.

12. Some kind of tracker I think. When it starts working it will probably give them a direction to go in.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 13. What are you most looking forward to in the comic? Also, do you have any final thoughts to share overall?

QUESTION 14. How do you think Bimmy will try to scam the pukas out of their gold? Will Bimmy succeed, and if so, what will the pukas do? Further, do you think Ali will get involved again somehow?

RebelVampire

9) A detail I've really liked in the comic is the just the comic's abilities to keep plot threads relevant. For example, Rumi. It would've been super easy for the comic to just kind of drop it for 50 chapters and then bring it up again. But the comic is super good at remember to involve these plots from time to time before you forget them. And I think that's a real merit. 10) Nah. Chacal is definitely gonna show up again. I feel like Chacal is the sort of character who becomes easily embittered and revenge filled. So even if it takes a while, Chacal will always remember the offense and only become more desperate and violent. As for how Lider and them are going to be free...honestly...probably murder. Or at least imprisoning Chacal for life. I don't think theres anyway else out of the mess. 11) I think the comic's strength are its characters. They all have these kind of exaggerated personalities that are just enjoyable to read for both comedy and dramatic scenes. At the same time, though, the story is able to take a step back and show the darker sides to the characters and their kind of personal traumas and inner conflicts. And I always like when theres a good balance of that. 12) I think the device might be some kind of knowledge base. Maybe like a mini-version of Wikipedia with a little bit of GPS thrown in. And it will inevitably prove vital to their navigation I think as they get farther and farther away and start having to rely on more random tech. Which yes, by that implication, I think it will be fixed. I think the lantern will be fixed as well, though I think Lider will have to give it that extra push to get it working.

13) I am looking forward to Lider and Apocado's further relationship development cause they're just so gosh darn cute together. And I'm interested to see what sort of tests they'll face since the further they delve into the caverns,, the more dangerous it will be. 14) I feel like Bimmy is gonna intercept the tech somehow and say "Hey pay me and I'll help." and then whoops, money is gone. However, I doubt Bimmy will succeed longterm. More likely Bimmy will be hunted down, probably with Ali's help, and defeated. But defeated in a way there'll be an eternal grudge.

RebelVampire

COMIC TEA PARTY- WEEK LONG BOOK CLUB END!

Thank you everyone so much for reading and chatting about Da Pukas this week! Please also give a special thank you to Pembroke W. Korgi for volunteering the comic and creating it! If you liked Da Pukas, make sure to continue to support it via some of the links below!

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After The Fact: Love Stands With Pride

It’s done. The final chapter was posted on Sunday. If you haven’t read it yet, go read it , because everything I’m about to say is related to it. 

Oh boy. What a ride this has been, more of a ride than I thought it was going to be, for more than one reason. Before I get into it, I want to thank everyone who has read, upvoted, commented, followed me and most importantly, those who have shared it with others. I also want to give thanks to Drummermax64 for all of his reviews on every chapter, and for being so easy to work with on helping to get it featured on ZNN. Additionally, I want to give another big thank you to WinterBunny for making the art that inspired the story, and kenalbus for giving me the rights to use the image you’ve been seeing for months as cover art. And finally, big thanks to @steelquill for proofreading every chapter, and helping me out when I occasionally wasn’t sure what to do with the little details of the story; I don’t say it enough, but Quill’s eyes help make my story just a little bit better than they usually would have been without him taking a fresh look at them. 

With that said, I feel like there are some things I need to address with what happened with releasing the story, and the strong response it got, and not in the good way (mostly because of the first chapter, not so much because of anything following it). That said, everything below the read more line is going to be a (mostly) unfiltered rant/ramble from yours truly concerning everything that had to do with me releasing the story and the flames it generated from so many people. I’ll try to keep it PG-13 since the story itself is SFW, but like I said, the filter is pretty much coming off here. 

Alright, so everyone knows how blown away I was by the Zootopia movie, I don’t need to go into that story, it’s been said numerous times, same thing about how taken I was with the whole WildeHopps shipping thing and how badly I want it to be canon. For a couple months I’d been enjoying fanart SFW and NSFW alike, when out of nowhere on tumblr, I came across this. 

Do you ever come across a picture that’s not only beautiful, but also makes you think “you know what? This feels right.”? That’s what happened with this picture. I don’t think there’s a single detail out of place or that I disagree with here. The proposal is happening in the same place that Judy poured her soul out to Nick when she’d hurt him unintentionally, and she’s pouring her soul to him once again here. Judy’s the one doing the proposing, because she’s the assertive type while Nick struggles to let his emotions out. Nick’s tearing up because once that chord has been struck with him, it’s hard for him to keep himself composed. I myself have always liked Nick for a number of reasons, but one of them was because I didn’t see him as much of a masculine male. He’s got a slim build, he’s not overly courageous, and he has that emotionally frail side of his even if he keeps it hidden. With all that in mind, seeing Judy take what’s usually associated with the male’s role and proposing to him just made my heart leap, and I knew I had to write something about it.  Thing is, I didn’t want to just write a one-shot chapter and be done with it. Those are fun to write, and they can sometimes do well, but more often than not they’re appreciated for maybe a week and then forgotten forever. I didn’t want that to happen; I felt like this scene deserved to be part of something bigger and that it deserved more spotlight. So, I started thinking of a bigger story to attach it to. Something with ups and downs and some drama and some heartache only for these two to help lift the other up when they’ve been beaten down. To me, it felt like interspecies discrimination was the way to go. Yes, I know that Bucky and Pronk are technically not the same species, and there’s comics that have depicted some mammals asking other species of mammal out, so some people are saying it’s not an issue in the city. Sure, that’s a possibility; the other possibility is that some mammals are okay with it, while others aren’t, and there might not be anything the city government can do to stop interspecies couples from dating but they haven’t updated their laws to allow them to marry. So many what-if’s and loopholes and technicalities that haven’t and might not ever be answered by Disney (unless they just stun us all and make that the message of the sequel) that I thought it was a fine subject to approach. 

So, movie hype is in full swing, everybody loved the message that Zootopia had to teach about prejudice and politicians using fear to keep those in their groups united against groups they don’t like, racism is bad, yaddah yaddah yaddah. What does America do? They elect the guy who wants to build a wall across Mexico, ban Muslims from entering the U.S, and also ban transsexuals from joining the military (oh, but he’s FINE with gay marriage! Isn’t that the ONLY thing that matters???) Good job, guys. I’m sure that’s what everyone who worked on the movie was aiming for you to do. Way to go.  So yeah, that obviously upset me, and surprisingly enough, it upset a lot of other people too. So I thought to myself “hey, I’ve got this fanfic in my queue that’s about Nick and Judy overcoming prejudice to not only get what they want, but what a lot of other mammals want too. If they’re engaging in a political scuffle, it only makes sense to have a political villain at the head of it all, right?” Also I wanted to be topical, and since I was still feeling betrayed by my country, I thought I could be both topical and let off some steam by making the villain of my story be an obvious caricature of The Annoying Orange. I figured that since there are a VAST amount of people who hate Drump, that might get a laugh out of people, even if it also ticked off a lot of others. So, I spent Jan-May pouring my blood, sweat and tears into this story, which even before it was done being edited and revised into the final version, I was damn proud of. It was the longest story I’d completed (sorry Scales fans, that story is pretty much dead), and I thought I’d spun a neat little tale about conflict, the struggle to overcome it, and a happy ending, but mostly shipping moments galore. I knew I was going to get some flack for throwing the Crybaby in Chief under the bus, but I figured it’d be pretty small and not amount to much. 

The response I got?

Ho-ly-Crap. You’d have thought I cut off his head and played basketball with it, people were so angry (I mean, NOT angry, just very very vocal about how “not angry” they were xD). 

For more detail on the heated responses I got, check out “Dumb Fanfic Author Reads Salty Comments” 

Look, I get what some people are saying, that my character Remus Trunk isn’t an “accurate portrayal” of Donald Trump. I understand that, and this is going to shock some of you, but I wasn’t going for that. I had no intention of making Remus so accurate of a portrayal to Donald that you could confuse the two of them for each other. All I wanted was to throw in a few likenesses that readers could figure out who I was parodying. And given the fact that so many people responded along the lines of “hurrrrr, that’s not what DONALD TRUMP would say!” then you obviously understood who I was referencing, so mission accomplished for me! 

People acted like I was somehow hurting... something... I don’t know what... by posting this fic with a caricature of Trump. I think they forgot that we live in a country where hundreds of comedy shows constantly make their own parodies of him because they have a right to do so, and they know people enjoy it. Yeah, people on the Red side sure like to complain about how PC-liberals are taking away their free speech to the point they can’t even talk, but you say one word about their president-senpai? “Hey man, shut up! You can’t say that! That’s not fair! Ugh, you’re so mad!” Dude, your candidate won, what more do you want? You want a medal for it and a pat on the back that you made the right choice? People are going to voice that they disagree with you: get over it.  Now before everyone starts thinking I’m just lashing out at people who disagree with me, I’d like to point out there were more than a few people who voiced their criticism in a composed and level headed way. They said to me something along the lines of “I think it’s unfair that you’re not representing that there are some level headed people on the opposing side” or “I’m not really interested in reading politics in fanfiction so this isn’t up to my tastes”. And that’s fine. I’m more than okay with people voicing their disagreements with me as long as they aren’t doing it with a tone that sounds like they’re verbally flipping me off. 

Regardless, publishing this story showed me that the Zootopia fandom, like every other fandom, indeed has its dark side. Right around my first chapter being published was when I noticed that the fandom was throwing a tantrum over Borba’s comic “I Will Survive”. I mean, the lengths that people went to to trash Borba and try to discredit everything about that comic was baffling. Yeah, I read the comic, and it was very depressing, and it doesn’t line up with MY headcanon of what Nick and Judy would do in that situation (Nick actually yes, but not Judy so much) but you know what? It’s not my story, and it’s not my headcanon. And apparently it’s not Borba’s headcanon either. He’s still a wildehopps shipper, even though that one story showed them breaking up. He wrote it because he wanted to try something different. He’s not trying to make a continuing timeline or anything; he’s just writing and drawing out ideas because he wants to express them. It’s called being creative. And that’s what I did too: I had an idea, wanted to express it, and that’s what I did. I don’t think we should be crucified for bringing our ideas to the public. We can be criticized sure, it’s healthy if presented in a constructive way. But if all you’re giving us is “I don’t like it!” or “This makes me (not) angry!” then it’s just proving to us that there’s a portion of the Zootopia fandom that really needs to grow up. 

So, do I have any plans to make other fanfics with caricatures of politicians I don’t like? Nope, not that I can think of. I’ve got a TON of story outlines all piled up on one another, but none of them have anything to do with politics. But that’s just because I haven’t seen any reason to do such a thing yet. I have not been intimidated by any of the man-children who pitched a fit in my comments section trying to dissuade me from talking mean about their president-senpai, so if I happen to be stricken with an idea where some political content might help the story I’m trying to tell, I am sure gonna do that, and I’m going to feel ZERO regret for doing it. Keep in mind, I’m not some rebel trying to start a political uprising: I’m just trying to tell some stories and entertain readers, while also improving my own craft. Even though these are fanfics, I do take this craft very seriously, and I want to keep improving my storytelling abilities. I’ve been doing it for about five years now, and I have no intention of stopping anytime soon (I might have to stop writing fanfics some day in the next couple years, but I seriously want to keep writing SOMETHING for the rest of my life). 

WITH ALL THAT OUT OF THE WAY, you guys probably want to know about coming stories in the future. I was going to do a little blurb about it here, but I felt it better to give that topic its own post. To read up on what I’ve got planned for the coming months, read Plans For The Future (Ramble)

Other than that, just want to say thanks to everybody who follows me and reads my crap, hope you enjoy more of it in the future. Peace out. :) 

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Sixty Eighth Encounter-- The Ties That Bind Us

no comment tbh

Silky: Um, before the ship lands, just a few little questions for you guys... What's up? Silky: I'm still a little confused about what happened with you, but what the hell happened to Collin?? Collin: Oh, right, you weren't there for that. I uh... sorta became a demigod recently, apparently? Silky jokingly pats her armor down briefly before going "Oh, guess I missed my letter to Hogwarts..." Collin: To where? Is that some place in your universe? Silky: ...Ah, it was a joke, sorry. But honestly, how in the world did /that/ happen? Collin: We were paying Barbell and company a visit, and while we were there a bunch of cultists tried to bring back an evil god named Israphel. Their leader screwed up my hand with tainted magic, then kidnapped me when we tried to confront her. After that, she tried to turn me into one of the other magical gods so she could control them through me, but I... sorta got hooked up to an entire pantheon and broke free of her instead. Silky: Nothing good ever comes of cultists anywhere, huh? Collin: Not really, although being like this sorta makes me feel like I fit in a little better around here, honestly. Silky: Well, as long as there's no negative side-effects or something I guess it can't be all bad? At least you seem to be adjusting well. Collin: Nothing bad so far, although getting used to literal gods talking to me in my head took some getting used to. Still, I could shoot lightning and open portals with just my hands, so this just feels like a natural evolution to me. Silky: Well, if memory serves me right, you couldn't be in a better relationship either. Tori seems to be pretty well acquainted with sudden changes and odd powers, sometimes all at once. As long as it's working out, I think you'll be okay. Collin: Oh man, you have no idea. For once, I'm the one having a spontaneous drastic change. Who'd of thought? Nydins: Looks like we might be landing soon. I doubt it'll take all of us to let Nine know what happened... Collin: What, we don't wanna dogpile their front door all trying to talk at once? Nydins: No, really it's more like if we actually need to stay for something then everyone should come out. As it stands, there's somebody injured on board, so if anything does happen, we should guard them too. Collin: That's... a fair point. How's the kid doing, anyway? Nydins: No idea; nobody's checked since we brought them in. Except for Rio, but she's still there. Now that I think about it, she's probably never seen anybody actually get hurt before... Collin: Oh dear... Should I go check on her? Nydins: If you want to? It's up to you; either way, we'll be landing in a bit. Collin: Alright, just give me a few. I'll try to be quick. Collin heads out for XL's room. Rio and XL are the only ones in the room besides the child who, at the moment, is occupying the metal bed XL uses for patients. The fact that their sheet hasn't been pulled over their head seems to be a good enough sign. In the light of the room, you can actually make out a little bit more about their humanoid form. They don't seem to be very large, so they're likely actually still a child; they have short, messy, black hair that, at the moment, is covering their eyes; and from beneath the hair you can just barely make out freckles all over their face.

I’ve been meaning to mention for a while now that Fawkes’ lantern is in XL’s room, but we kept leaving it out of our IC commentary for some reason!

Collin: Uh, knock knock? How's everything in here? Turning to face the door, XL 'looks' at Collin. "Looks like a common stab wound that was...somehow half healed by the time I started to help. No internal bleeding; no internal organs; I'd say he's whatever Karumet is. As for magical damage, I'm not totally sure how to read what I'm seeing. Looks below average; I'm guessing they tried to defend themself or...something." Collin: Unfortunately this stuff is as much of a mystery to me as it is to you. Still, at least things don't sound dire or anything. XL: Seems like it. I guess they lucked out, but what in the world will we do with them? They're a kid; they can't just go dimension-hopping; especially not when we can't go two days without a big fight of some sort. Collin: Well, we're going back to Kujaar, right? Maybe they'll have a place for them? I'm sure they'd be glad to have another Kleivenn safe. XL: ...Yeah, I guess you're right. I don't know, under other circumstances, I'd be more than happy to be around a kid, but... Collin: Not as fun when they're hurt, yeah... Rio: Well, this is just...what we fight for, right? To make sure this doesn't happen anymore? Collin: Exactly. Try to leave things better than we found them, save the day, etcetera... It sounds kinda cliche when you say it out loud though, huh? XL: Maybe so, but you know we're literal superheroes to kids like this, right? Collin: ... Now that's weird to think about. XL: Hahaha; who knows, maybe we'll be on the cover of a comic book someday! We'll even have kids dressing up as us for Halloween; that's gonna be sooo worth it! Collin: Pff, sure, sure. I'd be interested to see how some kid pulls off doing your costume, though. XL: Nah, there's gonna be Novakids all across the sectors-- no, beyond them just begging for my brand! So many kids will go into medical or smithing fields because of me; I'll finally get all of us the reputation we really deserve! No more "stupid bandits and cowboys;" every single Novakid is gonna go above and beyond, 'cause I'm such a good role model!!

now you get to see more of XL’s character and personality outside of her being a medic/caring about Silky

Rio: Right now I think you just need to be a bit of a quieter role model... XL: ...R-right, right... Collin suppresses a smirk by covering up a fake cough with his hand. "Alright, well I'm glad to see things are going well here. We should be back at Kujaar soon, so I'm gonna get back to the console room." Rio: Alright! Good luck out there! He nods slightly before making his way out of the room and back to the others. Tori; Karumet; and Silky remain in the console room with Nydins. Demo is nowhere to be found. Collin: Where'd Demo run off to? Nydins: After everything that just happened, she kind of figured it'd be better to stay out of the way... Collin: I... guess I can't blame her. Can't be fun to have an evil dragon god lurking around inside your head. Nydins: I'm sure... Collin: So, have we landed yet? Nydins: Yeah, we just need somebody to check the door. Opening the door briefly, Tori quickly, yet gently closes it again before gesturing for Karumet to come close. Summoning quite a smaller version of one of his dolls, he places it gently into Karumet's hands and quietly says "Nobody speak..." Collin looks at the others for a moment before giving a confused gesture at Tori. As the tiny doll's hands fill with proportionately small balloons on strings, somebody opens the door of the IT from the outside. Wherever the group has landed, it is not Kujaar. Whoever the two people are outside of the IT are entirely unfamiliar. Behind them seems to be the interior of either a significantly sleeker building than those in Kujaar, or a ship much bigger than the IT. The larger of the two people is a heavy-set woman wearing a very bright blue jumper with orange trim. Orange, shin-high boots sit beneath it, and green goggles with yellow lenses hang around the collar. Tilting over to her thinner, more dragon-like companion, who is wearing a set of red and gold robes with blue jewels and beads dotting it, she mumbles "Where'd they go?"

Teylith and Thallion; though Teylith isn’t actually a villain...

????: It seems like they're hiding...do you know who's there? ???: Oh, um...let's see; one saa; a bug; two robots; two aliens; a human; a fire; and...two other things I can't really tell anything about. ????: But you can't tell where any of them are? Frowning, the woman shakes her head. "It's a miracle I even know this much. Whatever's in there doesn't want you there, that's for sure...oh, there's actually two saas! That one's hurt pretty bad though; he'd be a waste of time for you. ????: There are no wastes...merely more efforts... Collin looks at the others while mouthing out the words, "What do we do now?" Legitimately having to hold the doll to keep it from floating away with all the balloons it now has, Karumet gives an urgent, nervous look to Tori, who seems to be weighing their options still. He goes from looking like he has nothing to say to visibly needing to say too much, getting mildly frustrated trying to figure out how to convey what he needs.

since one of my abilities was to make diversions, my dolls were capable of mimicing other kleivenn abilities!

Collin points at the two mystery people now on the IT and quietly punches one hand into the other while giving him a questioning look. ????: ...Well, if you can't find them all, I suppose there's always the other option. Stepping over slightly, he lashes out, grabbing Tori by the throat. Eyes widening with horror, they flash a multitude of colors briefly before Tori snaps his hands up to the arm of the person grabbing him.

basically this sort of thing

????: ...Oh, you weren't the one hiding them? Then surely you know where the others are... alienrabitt: O...ver...my dead...body...!! Tightening their grip a bit, the dragon shakes their head. "Very poor choice in words...let's try that again. Where. Are. The others?" Tori struggles to get any sort of sound out at all, and the woman with the dragon looks progressively more uncomfortable with the situation. Throwing away any regard for his cover, Collin clears the distance between him and the dragon with a single jump forward, swinging down his arm onto the dragon's to break their grip as he comes down, and then releasing a small shockwave to knock them away. Very startled by the sudden reaction, the woman backs away as Collin gets between them and Tori. Between coughs and gasps, Tori manages to respond "There's one. Sure everyone else...is gonna be just as happy..." Rolling over, the dragon kicks themself back up off the floor, letting large, gold, butterfly-patterned wings with spindly, cyan appendages attached like a bat's wings stretch out and flap briefly, a handful of feathers floating away as they do so. "I suppose I had that coming..." Collin: That's putting it lightly. Now, you two want to explain why the hell you just barged onto our ship and started strangling my boyfriend, or am I going to have to keep swinging? He emphasizes his last word by punching his fist into his other hand again, this time releasing a burst of crackling energy on impact. ????: Boyfriend; who dates their own kleivenn?! You ignorant--...!! ???: Hey now, that wasn't the question. And to answer that question, let me ask you one: what the hell are you doin' here? You got at least two different types of kleivenn on a ship on Nine's yard like that ain't gonna attract every lunatic between here 'n Venus... Collin: We were actually on our way to pay Nine a visit. We've got important information and an injured Kleivenn on board, so we didn't exactly want to take the long way here. ???: Well, I could tell you had a hurt one at least; feel free to cut through the place. I'll get Thallion off your floor; breaking a mirror's bad luck, after all.... Collin: Right, well, where exactly is "here"? That place outside doesn't seem very familiar. ???: That's our ship. The door's quite a way from here, but I'm sure you'll figure it out if you can work a ship like this.

honestly not the first or last time we landed on/in someone else’s ship

Collin: Well alright. So the big lizard is Thallion, but who're you then? ???: Teylith. Collin: Teylith, okay. So we just... walk on through? Teylith: That's what I said, right? Just start lookin'; you'll find a way out somewhere. Collin: Suuure. I guess we can drop the disguise now? Teylith: Do what you want; I ain't gonna stop ya. Shrugging, she makes her way over to Thallion, who she grabs and lifts like a large dog. Despite their protests, she starts heading back for the door. Collin: ... Y'know, they could've just talked to us first. alienrabitt: ...Whatever. I don't know why they reacted like that...I'm just glad they're gone... Collin: So uh, what's the plan? I assumed we wanted to bring the kid here as well, but if we're going to have to make our way through some ship before that... alienrabitt: If we find the way out, we can probably make a shortcut of some sort. Collin thinks for a second before smacking himself on the forehead. "Oh God I'm an idiot." He casually points a finger at the wall and a blue portal opens up on its surface. "I'm way too out of practice..." alienrabitt: Eh, it's just been a while is all... Collin: Yeah, which I suppose is a good thing, all things considered, but... y'know. Everyone else alright? Karumet pops the small bouquet of balloons she's holding, revealing the remainder of the crew. "Looks like it.” Collin: So what was that anyway, Tori? Were those balloons doing some kind of camouflage thing? alienrabitt: Karumet has the ability to make stuff invisible when she holds her breath. It was keeping everything hidden with her natural breath. Collin: Ahh, neat.

neat? she can’t even use her powers continually for the length that doll would be able to; it’s literally better than her at the only thing she’s capable of!!

Stepping out of the IT, Tori gets only a few feet away from the door before looking around in surprise. "Wh-what the--?!" Collin steps out behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder as he catches up. "What? What's wrong?" The IT is positively surrounded by other kleivenn in yellow robes with red trim; all of which are wearing masks with red, hook-like curves on the cheeks, eye slits curved upwards into a pleased expression. Thallion stands front and center, smiling smugly as their tail wags slowly behind themself. "That bit of information you had; was it about us, perhaps? Unfortunately, you've found us first!"

these guys

though the masks are based off uhh

that one; but we haven’t met Koi yet

Collin: Ah. I see. Huh. Collin: I don't suppose you guys are the "talk things out" type, huh? Thallion: Unfortunately not. Neither were your kind, but we eventually learned to...cooperate. Collin: Riiiight, well then, if you really wanna do this... Collin punches one hand into the other again, this time unleashing a rumble that shakes the floor on impact. "You are welcome to try." There's waves of laughter from the crowd around the IT. Thallion: You can't be serious. The two of you versus...thousands of us? The versatility of us would make that a very large gamble; are you certain? Collin: What, you want to give us another option? You said yourself that you aren't the "talking type". Thallion: Of course. We're on your side, after all. We're all about the capabilities of others... Collin: On our- You strangled Tori! Thallion: ...They're a kleivenn, why do you care? Collin: Did you not get the part where I said I love him? Tori's the most important part of my life, why would I not care?! Thallion: What even made you get that close to a kleivenn to begin with? None of you have ever...no, you've got to be playing some sort of angle. I don't like it. Whatever you're trying to do, stop it now. Your charade is up; we know why you're here. Collin: Oh really? And why is that, do you think? Thallion: Because humans don't find us without reason. Humans don't bring us other kleivenn without reason. You walked into Kujaar, tried to get close to their god, and now you're here? This is a delivery. You've brought us keys to their door, obviously. You're acting like their friend or better for...some reason; I assure you, if you had their trust, it was sincere on their end, but you've no reason to act further. Your job is done; there is no higher praise nor greater satisfaction than this. Collin: ... Thallion, listen. I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. Delivery? Keys? Whose door? I don't actually care. My point is that I've been with Tori and the others here for... God, at least a year if not longer, I haven't really kept track. All I wanted to do today was get to Kujaar so we could drop off an injured Kleivenn and warn Nine about something. That's it. Thallion: And dropped them off you have!! Have you really, truly come here not knowing where you came? I'll spell it out for you: this is the human ship! The result of your ancestors; the remnants of your war; your history; your legacy! Anything and everything you've done to further your race has happened here! And it continues to happen, thanks to people like yourself. Generous, clever, adventurous souls that go out into the world and weed out the remainder of our kind to further your goals... Collin: Human... ship? Is this some sort of human warship you've taken over? I don't think you understand, I had nothing to do with this stuff. I didn't find this whole Kleivenn business, it found me. I'm not trying to weed out anyone. Thallion: No, no, we've taken nothing. I'm sure you were expecting more humans when you found us, yes, but...well, there are humans, there's just a lot less of them now. Humans age; they forget; but saas; with the right wish? We've managed to carry on the human projects. Collin: Wait, so... Oh hell, I think I'm catching on now. But if the humans are almost all gone, why continue working for them? Thallion: You really have no idea how far a saa will go with the right wish in their heart, do you? Collin: I'm... starting to get an idea. Turning to take his leave, Thallion gestures with his tail. "Find the other kleivenn and bring them in; take the human to E or S; take his...companion to B." With this, the crowd parts to let Thallion through, then advances toward the IT. Collin steps ahead of Tori and puts one arm in front of him. "Ohh no you don't. No one is taking anybody." There are bursts of laughter from those close enough to hear Collin. "He's going to stand against us?" "Is this guy serious?" "Seriously stupid, maybe!!" "Don't kill or dismember anything; our orders are to bring them back alive." "Well really he just said bring them to a wing; he never said bring them alive!!!" Collin glances back at Tori. "The hell do we do now?" alienrabitt: I...I don't know. There's too many of them; they...ugh... Stepping back slightly, Tori raises his voice before any of the kleivenn actually start to attack: "None of you are getting into Kujaar without me!!" Several of the front rows stop and bump into or bowl over each other, while others in the back jump over or fly to get a better look. "And what does that mean?" "So we can kill the others?" alienrabitt: If you hurt anybody that came here with me, you're not getting in! So leave them alone, it's me you want!!

calm down there Steven

A note of worry creeps into Collin's voice. "This is not exactly the solution I was hoping for, you know..." Lowering his voice to practically a whisper, Tori does not face Collin when he responds: "It's the only thing I can do..." Reluctantly, the more excited kleivenn make way for those that seem to be a bit more reasonable as they wedge themselves between Collin, Tori, and the IT. Slowly, the group drives the crowd away as smaller groups start to escort Tori and Collin off to separate wings of the ship. Collin: I'm not sure what you think you're going to accomplish with this, but it's not going to work... ???: Don't worry; you're human, right? You have nothing to worry about. Collin: See, that doesn't really help. What do the others have to worry about, then? ????: Thallion only specifically mentioned you and your companion; and with your companion's demands; he's really the only one left in the picture. Collin: Look, quit dodging around the answer. What are you going to do with him? ???: He's a kleivenn, and our way into Kujaar. Whatever needs to be done for his cooperation will be, I'm assuming. Collin: Great, just as I thought, then... And what about me? Where are we going? ?????: "E or S..." Seems like it's our choice. Your...kleivenn wanted you alive and well, so I'm thinking S. Collin: Ah, good, I love places that don't kill me. It's a shame they're kind of a rarity, though... The group finally stops at a door in the S wing. One knocks briefly before a slat in the door is slid open. The tired, disgruntled voice of a woman responds: "What in the world are you doing back here at this hour? ...Oh, is this a drop off?" The sounds of multiple locks being undone can be heard as the woman opens the door again. "Let the human in." Collin rolls his shoulders and steps through the doorway. "The hospitality here is something to behold, honestly." Closing the door in the faces of all of the kleivenn guards that escorted Collin there, the woman steps back over to her desk, which she has visibly shoved as far away from the door as possible. As a matter of fact, most of the things in the room have been shoved opposite to the door; some have even been stacked in oddly accessible ways exclusively to keep their distance from the door. The woman herself seems to be in her 40s or 50s; long, brown hair, which has begun to gray, hastily pulled up into some sort of half-bun half-ponytail, spills over a white lab coat that has been pulled over some pajamas that have seen quite a few years and not enough soap. Drinking what is likely not her first nor last cup of coffee, the woman looks over some rather old glasses as she turns her chair to face you. "What brings you here? Haven't seen that logo in a while..." Collin: That's a very long story. The short version is that we were on our way to Kujaar to drop off an injured Kleivenn and tell Nine about some things we found out, and instead we ended up... here. ???: Nine wouldn't have been able to stop us. Not anymore. Collin: What makes you say that? ???: We've had so many kleivenn pass in and out of these doors, we're ready for just about anything. Even if we can't contain it, all it takes is... She trails off absentmindedly as she reflexively reaches for one of her arms briefly. "...You said 'we?' Who was with you?"

Em isn’t human; she’s a tagged kleivenn. she just doesn’t remember

Collin: A number of people. Why does that matter? ???: Guess it doesn't. I'm just trying to know why you're here. I could see it in your eyes the moment I let you in here; you didn't come here because you wanted anyone getting hurt. Despite what you're wearing... Collin: Yeah, I've been getting that a lot lately. Look, I already told you why we're here. What more do you want from me? Who even are you, anyway? ???: Well, normally it's my job to get humans to cooperate with kleivenn, typically saa-based, so we can see their abilities firsthand. You, however, seem to genuinely care, which makes my job easier since I...don't have to do anything. Collin: Well yeah. Don't most people get along with their Kleivenn? ???: Not after the war. Kleivenn distanced themselves knowing full well if they got too close to any humans they would die. Or wind up here. Or both. Not every human is like that, but of course they don't know that...and I suppose the reverse is true too; we were scared of their abilities; so we killed their gods and started wiping them out or experimenting on them... Collin: So you're with the people who did all of that, then? ???: With, yes. Willing, no. Thirty years ago I made my case stating that if this kept up after the war I'd walk with my team. Woke up the next morning to find out I no longer had a team, and if I wanted to stay alive, I would change my mind, so I've spent the rest of my life changing the minds of others like it's some sick joke. Collin: Jesus, I... I'm sorry. ???: No point in mourning the past anymore. That's why I asked who you came with; I want to help you escape. Collin: ... You what? I don't even know your /name/, and you want go against all these people for my sake? ???: Well...yes. It won't fix what I did or who I hurt, but if I can do even one good thing against these people, then maybe I'm not like them after all...

weeeeeeellllll....

Collin: ... I can understand that, at least. Seriously though, who are you? ???: ...My name is...well, honestly, I haven't heard it in so long, I think I forgot... Collin: You're kidding... ???: I'm not. ...Maybe it started with an M? Or something else...? Collin: Mary? Michelle? Michelangelo? Just throwing some out there. ???: Hahaha, no, none of those...I don't know; I guess it's not very important... Collin: Of course it's important, just- Ugh, okay, let's deal with this later. I'm just calling you Em for now, alright? Em: That's fine with me. I suppose we should find your...partner first, yes? Though if we meet anyone along the way, they'll probably be expecting you to, well, not be very concerned about him or your friends... Collin: I get the feeling that was supposed to be your job here? Em: Well, I certainly didn't talk the other humans into cooperating, unfortunately. Of course using those kinds of methods almost always ended very poorly on one end or the other, which is why I began to protest; had neither tried to do anything about it then maybe I could've just...stopped feeling anything about it, but every time one of them realized what had happened I just...I couldn't take it, but they just kept bringing people... Collin holds up a hand to her. "Em. It's alright. You don't have to explain yourself right now, I'm not here to pass judgement. Let's focus on the task at hand for now. Where did they take Tori, and what are they planning?" Em: Right; they didn't seem to know what sort of kleivenn he was outright, just that he was capable of getting into Kujaar. If I had to guess, they'll be looking for a way to force him to use his powers, unless they don't actually just want into Kujaar... Collin: And if they don't want to just get into Kujaar...? Em: Then they're probably just looking to have some fun, which is...arguably more unsavory. Collin: Then either way we don't have any time to lose. Where do we go now? Em: There's a pretty specific room used for newer...acquisitions that I'm almost positive he'll be in, if not for tagging then simply for temporary containment at the least. If we can beat them there before he's moved, we might be able to get you out with minimal fuss. Collin: Then let's get going then- Wait, quick, how am I "supposed" to be acting if we run into anyone? Em: Depends. Kleivenn won't care much how you treat your kleivenn; they'll be expecting you to not care much about them being treated poorly or hurt or something; other humans would probably expect you to condone them being treated however they see fit without any questions or resistance. Em: Though honestly the humans don't appreciate broken goods; if you raise concerns about anyone dying, they won't be too surprised as long as you don't make a big deal out of it. Collin: ... Alright, I can do this. Lead the way, Em. Undoing her multitude of locks, Em escorts Collin out of the room and back through the other parts of the ship. Occasionally, they pass by other kleivenn, who simply stare from beneath their masks, occasionally leaning over to comment to each other. Collin speaks softly as the kleivenn get further away. "Are you sure we aren't sticking out too much?" Em: We aren't. It's just been a while since they've seen a human as young as you. Collin: Mostly your age, then? Em: Mostly my age are still here; mostly your age were brought in. Collin: Ah. How nice... Reaching the room, there seems to be several rows of what appear to be things similar to bathtubs; a bit sleeker in design with no visible legs. Next to the tubs are some sort of terminals, though what they're for remains unknown. Thallion is at the back of the room, looking over something on a rather large computer screen with some other kleivenn. Collin puts on a neutral expression before speaking out. "Looks like you're busy in here." Turning to look at you, Thallion flashes a bit of a smile. "Not at all; just the usual amount of work. Your kleivenn is quite the curious case..." Collin: So I've gathered. He's always been sort of an odd one. Thallion: I'm sure. Still, if we can find a workaround, we can find a way in, and then all of this will have been worth it. We'll have more kleivenn then we'll even know what to do with during the time our remaining humans will have with us; but I'm sure over time you'll find a field you're comfortable in. Collin: I'll manage something, I'm sure. Do you have a plan for all the kleivenn you intend on catching? I can't think of why you'd need so many, honestly Thallion: The same thing I've done with every other kleivenn that's come through these doors; try to understand why what we're capable of is possible. Collin: What, "space magic" isn't good enough of an answer for you? Thallion: It was for us; you? Not so much. He raises an eyebrow slightly. "What do you mean?" Thallion: Humanity's inability to understand our abilities is the exclusive reason we do what we do. Collin: Ah, of course. Have you made any progress figuring out what Tori's deal is, then? Where'd you put him anyways? Thallion: He's in one of the tubs; and we have yet to reach a comprehensive understanding. If we can't get answers through field work, he'll be cycled out. Collin: Cycled out? Thallion: Yes, to a more...active field of work that will either produce results or provide a significantly more informative experience in regards to their capabilities. Collin: Uh-huh... So what's your plan for now? You mentioned "field work" a second ago. What do you mean by that, exactly? Thallion: This is the exact curious nature that is the reason we have this job. You'll experience such fieldwork firsthand should you continue these questions. ???: Leave the kid alone. Look, you're here to pick up your partner, right? He's at E-57; pick him up and move on to your initiative, 34-B. Both of you are wasting time talking here; get results or get lost. Collin: Alright, alright, sheesh. Collin makes his way to the mentioned tub, glancing at the numbers as he goes.

you should cross being a spy off your list of potential other jobs

Row E; terminal 57 displays the designation "34-A" and seems to monitor various bodily functions. Half-submerged in an odd, blue solution, Tori lies unconscious and alone among the remainder of the empty tubs. Stepping over to the terminal, Em empties the tub of its solution and patiently waits for Tori to regain consciousness, occasionally giving a nervous glance to Thallion and his company. Collin grips the rim of the tub tightly for a few seconds as he looks in. He then knocks on the rim several times with his armored hand.

"C'mon, rise and shine. Nap time's over." As Tori begins to wake up, Em quickly helps him out of the tub, glancing his arms over as she pulls him up. Frowning at something briefly, she quietly comments: "We need to get moving. Any more wasted time won't end well for either of you." Collin: Alright, fine. Good grief, everyone here is so pushy. After you, I suppose. Escorting both of you into the hall, Em glances the hall over before stepping between the two of you. "Less flavor; it shows as more than cracking. Also, he's been tagged. I suspect what we have is only half of his whole; we need to find his other half before you leave." Collin immediately drops his character. "Woah woah, flavor? Tagged? Half? What are you talking about?!" Em: You're getting a bit...sassy, I guess. And you asked a little too many questions. I think he's shrugging it off, but...hopefully it won't be an issue. To answer your other questions, there's a small, black rectangle on the inside of his left arm; it's suppressing whatever powers he would have on his own and likely keeping him from...well, being /him/. And for the third point, his heart is missing, or whatever the equivalent of it is. It's clear your companion isn't just a saa...

it was my right arm actually. guess you still can’t tell left from right, huh

Collin: I'm... not surprised, honestly. So we need to get rid of the tag and get the heart back. Do you know how to do either of those? Em: The tag is embedded; unless we can destabilize his physical form, there's only one way to get it out, and I'd rather not do that, especially in the open. As for his heart, it's in some other wing of the ship; if we don't find it before the solution works its way out of his system, he'll destabilize naturally, which, this far apart from his...actual self, would end...poorly. Collin: Do you have a better lead than "some other wing"? It doesn't exactly sound like we have a whole lot of time here... Em: A or Z. Two very different ends of the ship; only one will have the right answer; and alone, we don't have the time to check them both. We have to be confident in our choice, or he'll get hurt badly. Collin: Wonderful, a game of luck. I'm really good at those. Em: There's also the chance Thallion could have it on his person, which would make the entire effort a waste of time. It's a three-way gamble and I'm not sure which option is the right choice... Collin: Oh good God. Any other options we're overlooking, while we're at it? Em: Not that I'm aware. Either Thallion has it, or it's so far away we only have the chance to check one location... Collin: ... Y'know what, considering they were literally just studying Tori in there.. Collin turns back to the door as the black shard in his prosthetic begins to glow, and then delivers a single kick with it that blows the door off its hinges and causes it to skid halfway across the room. Both dragons turning to look at the array of equipment now damaged by the flying door, Thallion levels his gaze at you. "Decided not to play kindly?" Collin: Acting has never really been my strong suit, and "kindness" went out the window when you yanked out my boyfriend's heart and started experimenting on him. I'll give you one chance: Give me back Tori's heart, or I'll take it back by force. Thallion: He isn't even a saa; he had no heart to take! The only object we found on his person even remotely similar to that sort of functionality was an amulet that refused to respond to another kleivenn; we've been trying to force it to change ever since, but your cooperation would have made that much easier. Unfortunately, it seems one of the last of our humans was incapable of doing her job, as expected, so we had it moved away from you as a precaution. Collin: Are you saying you don't have it, then? A sword of purple energy shimmers into existence by Collin's side, hovering in the air and pointed straight up. Thallion: It's on the ship; not with me personally, but still around. The sword rotates to point straight at Thallion. "Where." Thallion: A-wing. The engine room, of course. We wanted to waste no time in making our entry. Collin: Perfect. I'll be on my way then. Collin turns to leave, but the sword remains in its place. He seems to remember something and looks back at Thallion over his shoulder. "Oh right, if I find out you're lying, this sword will find you and slice you apart, draining you of your energy as it works. Just throwing that out there..."

Thallion quietly watches Collin leave, anxiously flicking his tail as the dragon beside him edges away. Collin leaves the room and returns to Em and Tori. "It's in the A-wing. Which way, Em?" Escorting the pair out of the current hall, Em leads them to the A-wing with no resistance. There are significantly less kleivenn along the way as well. Collin: Seems a little quiet, doesn't it? Em: I don't know where everyone went. Maybe someone's in court. Collin: Court...? Em: It's...the field work Thallion mentioned; more of a gauntlet of sorts really. Fighting to the death for fun or science, whichever happens first. Collin: Sounds like a lovely place. Shame we don't have time to visit. Reaching the engine room, the trio discovers Demo and...what's left of what you can only assume were formerly kleivenn. The room itself has been torn apart; most of the equipment has been shattered, crushed, or smashed in, leaving little to no light left in the room itself. Prying something out of one of the frontmost terminals, Demo turns to look at the three of you, markings similar to those on the masks on her face. "You're still alive...?" Collin: Yeah, but... what the hell happened to you? Demo: ...I found Tori first.

you severely overestimate how much Demo actually cared about me

still, the implications of this are that the kleivenn here are still serving under Xen’s banner despite playing a hand in destroying him

I’m guessing it was because they couldn’t control him themselves, so until they could find out how, they took him out of the picture?

this is interesting...

Collin: Jesus... Are you alright? Demo: I'm fine. They won't be, but I'm fine. Collin: Right... A-anyway, we were told Tori's, uh, "heart" was here. Have you found an amulet here yet, by any chance? Demo holds up what they pried out of the console; an amulet with a narrow, rectangular stone set in the center. The stone itself is roughly an inch tall, and slightly less than half an inch wide. At the moment, it seems to be shifting between a sort of seafoam green color and a rather nasty shade of yellow. Collin: Ah, perfect! Mind if I snag that from you? Demo: Go ahead. She carefully tosses the amulet across the room to Collin. Collin snags it out of the air and quickly turns back to face Tori. He runs a thumb over the stone in the amulet as he tries to figure out how to alter it in its new form. The stone is cool to the touch, but currently does not shift colors in Collin's hands. Collin: Shit, I can't get the color to change. Did they lock it in this state somehow? Em: It might be that his tag is disrupting its ability to sync properly... Collin: Crap, I forgot about the tag thing. What do we do about that now? As Em begins to mull it over, Demo makes her way across the room and looks Tori over briefly. Two very different looks pass across her face briefly before she removes the arm from the elbow down in one swift movement. Reeling back in shock and pain, Tori clasps the lighted silhouette of the missing half of his arm, abruptly entirely aware of the situation.

so you took the left off, huh Lewis?

Collin reels back from the situation and almost faints on the spot, but catches himself at the last second while clutching the amulet to his chest. Demo very visibly struggles to respond for a moment before returning to the state you found her in, calmly stating "Problem solved." Collin struggles to respond for several seconds, his chest heaving as he struggles to remain calm. He levels an icy glare at Demo that could freeze an ocean, visibly struggling to string any words together in his head. Putting their back up against the wall, Tori breathes heavily as he tries to process the situation. Shakily, he turns his attention to Demo. "Wh...what the hell is going on? Why did you...?? Where is my...??" Closing his eyes for a moment, he looks over to you next. "What happened...?" Collin: The... The kleivenn here stole your heart and put this... chip in your arm that was keeping you sealed up. Demo removed the chip, so all that's left is this. Collin holds up the amulet, rubbing the stone again to try and get it to shift colors. However, upon lifting the amulet, it has visibly shifted to Collin's shade of blue before he tries to change it again. It remains the proper color even after his new attempt. Collin: Oh, well at least that worked. I guess this just goes where the heart used to? Collin approaches Tori and tentatively pushes the pendant against his chest. His chest remains as solid as a normal person's would be, and he looks at you a bit curiously. Collin: Y'know, I guess that should've been obvious. Collin lifts the pendant over Tori's head and gently lowers it around his neck. Though the amulet returns, Tori's arm does not repair itself. Sighing, Tori carefully tucks the amulet back under his shirt. "Demo, why the hell did you think that would be okay?" Averting her eyes briefly, Demo struggles to give a proper answer again, stammering out a mixed response: "I...I did what I had to. But I didn't want to--. I didn't know it wouldn't come back; but nobody else was going to help you in time; something had to be done, but..." Collin: ... So it's not coming back. What now? Demo: M-maybe it will come back later? alienrabitt: Look, don't worry about it; we should probably get back to the IT and get the hell out of here. We can figure this out somewhere safer... Collin: I think I'm gonna be sick... Em: I'm sorry; normally I'd let you wait this out a bit, but with this room torn apart, I'm sure someone will come to investigate... Collin: It's... It's fine. Do you have a way off this ship? Em: Personally, no, or I would've used it a long time ago. Collin, still struggling to hold himself together, looks at the other two for a response. alienrabitt: I...I can probably get us back to the IT at least. Hopefully everyone else is okay. Taking a deep breath, Tori focuses his power, warping the space around them until the four of them are back in the room where the IT had landed. The ship itself seems completely unharmed, and has not moved since Collin and Tori left. Collin takes a couple of steps forward after they enter the IT, and then yells toward the hallway. "Hey, are you guys okay in here?" Silky glances out of XL's room briefly before the others sort of pile out behind her. Rio is one of the first to reach the console room. Rio: Oh thank the stars, you're okay! There were so many things out there, I was worried you-- Slowly, Rio notices Tori's arm. "... Would get hurt..." Collin: You can thank Demo for that. Firefly is stunned for a moment before looking outraged; however Silky is the first to lunge out at Demo. Already crying, Nydins throws herself between the pair, trying to beg Silky not to hurt her while begging for an explanation at the same time. Genuinely scared, Demo starts to back away, the markings on her face receding as she looks equally as upset as the others. Demo: I...I'm so sorry, I didn't...I really didn't want to do that, it just...happened; I was trying to figure out what to do and I just...moved... alienrabitt: Look, it's...it doesn't matter. Silky: Doesn't matter?! Half your damn arm's missing because of her!! alienrabitt: So?? I'm made of magic; it probably just needs time to reform or something. It's not like she tried to kill me, alright? She saw a solution and just...took the window without thinking. Firefly: Seems like a lot more than just 'not thinking' about her actions to me... Collin: And what the hell is with those markings, anyway? Is all of this because of Xentrilis or whatever the hell his name is? Demo: ...Yes and no. I wouldn't have done that myself; it was more like an intrusive thought that he sort of just...did. Collin: Good, so I can add "spontaneous dismemberment" to my list of active concerns, then. Demo stands in an uncomfortable silence as Firefly and Silky immediately begin to lash out verbally, arguing between Nydins and Tori that Demo deserves to be thrown out; locked up; or punished equally. Nydins still continues to attempt to plead with them between crying, and Tori continues to stand by his belief that his personal injury isn't really a problem and that the entire situation is being blown out of proportion. Annoyed by the fuss, Karumet attempts to get between the two arguing groups, reminding them that this ship is still parked outside of Kujaar and that there's still an injured child on the ship that both need more attention. Several metallic thuds echo from the hallway, rapidly increasing in volume until Fawkes strides out into the console room. Simultaneously pitching his voice down and spiking his volume, Fawkes bellows out into the console room. "ENOUGH." The fighting stops as Fawkes draws the group's attention, Nydins still quietly sobbing despite the silence from the others. Fawkes' voice returns to its normal pitch, but the volume remains notably above its normal level. Fawkes: Nydins, go take a moment and pull yourself together. Someone else, get this ship moving before someone bashes our door down. Karumet, go with Tori and figure out if this is as minor of an issue as he thinks. The rest of you, pull yourselves together. We are not a mob. Understood? Nodding understandingly, Nydins takes her leave as Rio and Silky go to the console. Escorting Tori away, Karumet shakes her head briefly as she passes between Firefly and Demo, who continue to stare each other down for a moment before Firefly leaves to close herself in the bathroom.

I’ve never seen Fawkes angry before!

Fawkes turns his attention to Demo, his volume now back to normal as well. Fawkes: Demo. I can't pretend to understand what's going on inside you right now. I can't gauge how hard dealing with Xentrilis is for you, or what the extent of his influence is over you. What I do know is this: I overheard your conversation with Nydins. I know what you aspire to do with yourself, and in a way I can sympathize. After all, I was originally programmed to be a killing machine. I would like to see you overcome your programming too. Let this be a lesson to you, then. You cannot let this happen again. Xentrilis is actively trying to sabotage your goal. Tori will most likely be able to regenerate from his damage, but if you allow him to do something like that with someone else... I can make no promises. Demo: I didn't let him do anything, I just...ugh, it's just going to sound like an excuse if I try to defend myself. ...I understand. He's not hard to fight normally, but when I saw what they were doing to Tori, I just... Fawkes: If you understand, then my job here is finished. Find me later if you still wish to talk about it. I will be in my room for a while if you, or anyone else, needs me. With that, Fawkes turns back and calmly walks out of the console room.

don’t make me feel bad for her...

[wr8tur]

SUPERGIRL RANT TIME 8

A lot of Karamel shippers disagree and hate it when the word abusive is used to describe KaraMel relationship.

Here are the definitions of the word abuse.

Oxford definitions for the word abuse is to A) Treat with cruelty or violence, especially regularly or repeatedly. B) Use or treat in such a way as to cause damage or harm. C) Speak to (someone) in an insulting and offensive way. D) Insulting and offensive language.

Merriam-Webster defines abuse as A) to attack in words. B) to use or treat so as to injure or damage. C) language that condemns or vilifies usually unjustly, intemperately, and angrily. D) to use or treat so as to injure or damage.

Mon’s abuse isn’t physical but verbal and emotional.

He constantly ignores her requests/teachings and let us not forget times he points out that she’s from Krypton, a snob, a holier than though type who craves attention from the humans and that’s why she saves them. Yes, he says those things teasingly sometimes but also he insults her when he’s angry and that shouldn’t excuse his behavior though because he repeatedly does these things. He’s been angry with/at her like 3-4 times already, reverting always to the age old standard of being infantile and barraging her with insults.

If he isn’t degrading her, then he is disregarding her.

It falls in the scope of fucked up things Mon El’s character does. When Kara was talking to her Alura hologram, she told him it’s private and instead of leaving, he stays. She told him to go call Alex, he stays. She told him to let her handle Myx, he meddles. She told him to go home with his parents, he stays.

That’s why there are those of us who believe that their relationship is unhealthy and completely infantile.

For those that are saying he didn’t think he was going to get back with Kara and saved her anyway, you are the ones that are being delusional. Everything Mon El has done is because he wants to be close to Kara. He probably didn’t think it’d happen right away but he knew it would earn him brownie points. He’s just lying to himself and everyone else about his reasons. Besides, didn’t he disregard the fact that they broke up in the beginning of the episode? That means he clearly thought there was still a chance they’d get back together. This is why I don’t respect his character.

Could also argue that he went willingly to Daxam either because he didn’t want to be the reason Kara died or because he knew Earth wouldn’t have meaning if Kara was dead. The second one could be romantic I suppose but it’s still selfish because none of these options is about Kara.

Kara living is just a byproduct. It’s still about Mon, his ego, and his feelings.

He knows his parents won’t kill him so there’s no real consequence to his actions except for being brought back to Daxam and being forced to stay away from Kara.

I guess we should at least be thankful he doesn’t have the “If I can’t have you then no one can.” mentality…

I’m not surprised she broke him out, just incredibly disappointed because she’s putting the entire planet at risk because of her love life. I am surprised, however, that Mon’s father was willing to just let him go. I know that’s supposed to signify that he loves his son and that he’s a good man deep down, but then what’s the point in continuing to rule? Why not just secede from the monarchy right then and there, just collect his money and go live a quiet and happy life somewhere else?

Because if the reason why he loves the monarchy is because he likes ordering people around, then why would he let his son go? If I were a tyrant I’d be freaking pissed that my heir won’t do as they’re told. Unless he does believe monarchy is what’s good for the people of Daxam. If that’s the case Mon should support his father and help.

Also, after seeing Mon's dad's act of love shouldn't the right course for Kara to ask him stay with his parents? So that he can build a better relationship with them? I mean come on, she freaking told Lena to talk to her megalomaniac mother, Lex Luthor the person who actively sought to end her cousin's life but Mon gets a pass from family bonding because she's in love with him? Kara's always been so big about family and forgiveness but when it comes to Kara's love life, those things must remain separate? Besides, wouldn't she want him to try and better Daxam? It seems like something the old Kara would do, ask Mon to go for his dad and the rest of Daxam and one would think her beef with the Luthor's would outweigh the impersonal grudges she's been holding onto against Daxam. It makes her seem petty and ignorant to hold onto her racist beliefs against Daxamites when they hadn't done anything to her before her relationship with Mon El...

I don’t know, maybe it’s not coming off as romantic because I don’t like Mon’s character. I think it doesn’t make sense but I probably am being biased because I don’t think Mon deserves to be the cause for Kara’s selfishness.

Also, a lot of people talk about how Mon El’s changed because of Kara and how Kara is good for his character but can someone tell me the positive influence that he’s had on Kara? Because Kara wasn’t really that uptight and rigid about anything. She wasn’t stern, knew how to have a modicum of fun, but was always careful not to expose her powers.

Besides, I cannot be the only one who noticed the importance they give his character. The writers put more focus on him than any other character, another desperate attempt for people to fan/worship the ground he walks on.

Like damn, the show is called Supergirl and she already has to share screen time with Martian Manhunter and Flash!

I swear though…

There was someone who was saying that CW would be sued by DC if they made Supergirl gay? I was so tempted to point out the fact that a majority of the known women in DC comics are bisexual now and also White Canary’s backstory has been drastically changed from her comic book counterpart. I don’t even think she’s bisexual in the comics but someone feel free to correct me if I’m wrong! Also, that’s the point of a multiverse! Different iterations of different characters in different worlds…. Point is, DC might say yes if they asked. Of course I didn’t reply back to them because I don’t want to escalate the shipper war, hence why I never tag Mon El or Karamel in anything….

Some of the comments about Supercorp just rub me the wrong way and it takes a lot of me to be the bigger person and ignore them.

And no, I don’t go searching for them. It’s just that Karamel shippers tag Lena too so they show up when I search and when I scroll down sometimes my eyes just glance at the comments. It’s 80% non intentional but then when I do see a really bad comment, I actually click on it to read the whole thing. Sometimes I do it to see if someone’s raised a counterargument but then I realize no one has and it makes me annoyed.

That’s another reason why I started these rants, because I’m trying not to engage because there are some people who are so narrow-minded and revert to insults when you don’t agree with them.

Wow, that’s probably why they ship Mon-El so much.

Also, hate that when they say we should stop shipping Supercorp because it’ll never happen. Their argument is either, ‘At least our ship is canon’ or ‘Supercorp will never be canon’. Like come on, half of the fandoms wouldn’t exist if people did that! Besides, we ship characters because we love them and think they’d be a good match. It’d be nice if they end up together but all in all we ship them because we feel like they’re right for each other.

But you know it wouldn’t hurt if they show Kara and Lena in a different universe, dating, so very gay together, and for one another.