#my aunts are constantly saying this like how many times do I need to tell you that I’m aroace

[rottingwithers]

I’d rather you put me in a guillotine and chop my fucking head off than hear you make one more “when you get a boyfriend/girlfriend” comment.

[aethelwyneleigh27]

Dad!Cod Scenarios

I had thoughts on these racked up in my brain about CoD characters having kids and what type of parents they'd be in a scenario or drabble manner.

Tag list: @puff0o0, @simp4konig, @blingblong55, @azereus, @rustic-guitar-notes, @shadofireshinobi, @anonymuslydumb, @skeletalgoats, @icarustypicalfall, @ghosts-cyphera,@connorsui is at it again, making me blush over her words, AHHHHH I LOVE HER. Did I tag almost everyone I know here? Yes, yes I did 😭

Characters Included: John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra, König, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Gary "Roach" Sanderson.

(Implied?? Wife!Reader, Parent!Reader. Not really specified, so gender neutral!Reader)

❥ Dad!John Price is the type of dad who'd fondly tell your kids about how you met, tell them stories about his time in the army, his experiences with their uncles and aunts from 141. Enjoying how their little faces express something great, admiring how cool their dad was for being so brave to constantly and willingly put his life on the line in the means of saving people. They tried telling him that they want to follow in his footsteps but that is a big no no. The last thing he wants is them willingly throwing themselves in danger and the risk was far too much.

❥ Dad!Johnny MacTavish is the type of dad to make his kids laugh by blowing raspberries on whatever body part his kids are ticklish on, he enjoys hearing their laughter and giggles. Definitely is the man who grew up with quite a big family so he'd love to have a full house if you were up to having it with him. He's such a family man to the bone, knows how things work around and mostly knows what to say and do when it comes to the kids.

❥ Dad!Kyle Garrick is the type of dad to dance with his kids, letting them have their little feet on top of his, letting them pick the music and guiding the little one. Having them smile and look up at him, his little one thinking it was just the best thing in the world to spend quality time with their dad. Swaying them around while they call him giggling, letting out squeals after he spins them. (I NEED GIRL DAD!GAZ 🥺😭)

❥ Dad!Simon Riley is the type of dad who absolutely HATES it when his kids cry, always doing his best to console them, depending on what made them upset. Being the one to patch them up when it's because of a "boo-boo", god forbid it's because of another person, he'd either make that kid piss themselves or that adult will NEVER see the light of day again. Because of that, the little one always finds themselves looking for their dad's comfort.

❥ Dad!Gary Sanderson who is the type of dad who finds so many ways to make his kid feel appreciated, whether that'd be through letting them help out and make them feel needed, thanking them and returning the favor for handmade gifts on days like Father's day or Valentine's day. The little one is always so eagerly awaiting for their dad to come home, knowing he'd be bearing so meaningful gift that goes in the memory box.

❥ Dad!Alejandro Vargas who is the type of dad who's strict but also not at the same time. Safe to say he did not have fun when Soap taught his kid to curse in Spanish when he first met the kid, that was probably Alejandro's fault for teaching Soap Spanish curses anyway. That kid is going to be loved I tell you, Alejandro has taken them to work just so they can see what he does and safe to say they loved being around everyone that Alejandro works with. (More likely that they still do this together however Alejandro is VERY strict since it's dangerous for the kid to even be out there)

❥ Dad!Rodolfo Parra who is the type of dad whose domestic, he has many memorabilias and scrapbooks of his kid's milestones, even kept the teeth that fell out. Always finding ways to spend time with the kids, whether it'd be through something as simple but meaningful as teaching them Spanish or taking them out to eat. His kids love and adore him, finding that the best time they spend with him is when he lets them talk about their day, listening in and validating their thoughts.

❥ Dad!König who is the type of dad who finds himself absolutely terrified that he's responsible for such a tiny thing. He's extremely protective of them, seeing his little kid whimper and point at something that caused them pain (even if it was by their own accord), König finds himself comforting the little one by soothing their crying and kicking whatever inanimate object it was just to make them feel better. He already hurt himself once or twice doing that and it did make his kid laugh, anything that makes them happy right?

❥ Dad!Kim Hong-Jin who is the type of dad whose a bit irresponsible at times, he tends to roughhouse with his kid a lot. There's definitely a lot of physical and playful activities with him in the means of spending time. He doesn't mean anything by it, just quality time, his kid is one of the reasons behind him stopping his gambling addiction. He wanted to set an example for them. The last thing he wants is for his kid to remember him by something negative so he does his best to spend time with them a lot despite him getting deployed.

Sidenote: I wrote this at 1 am and it was fun but my eyes hurt now, I have plans to go out tomorrow with a friend. Now regarding your guys' requests, ISTG I'm not ignoring you guys, I'm just not in the right headspace to write them except for a few I'm currently working on.

[storm-angel989]

Idea: Val's Teenage Daughter is at school and she is crushing some boy from her class (or something like that) and HE LIKES HER TOO and gives her a flower, and later on Val (or her uncle's, I don't know) found the flower hidden in her backpack, because she was embarrassed of telling them (or scared of their reaction, whatever your think is best)

Hi friend, 

Sure thing! Take a peek below! This was super cute to write!

<3 Mandy

Ninth grade dances were going to be the bane of my existence. 

As I looked around at the kids I had known most of my life, I tried to imagine dancing with any of them. I couldn’t really- I had known the others way too long, and had way too many memories stemming back to kindergarten for me to see any of them as anything other than a sibling like friendship. 

Except for one. 

He had moved to our school from the greed ring at the start of the school year. Quiet, handsome with dark hair and brown eyes. The first time I looked at him I felt a feeling in my belly I had never felt before. 

“Oh, someone has a crush,” my best friend teased me when I told her as we got ready for afterschool practice. 

“Yeah, I guess,” I replied as I pulled on my swimsuit. “But it doesn’t matter. Did you see the other girls in class? He literally can pick anyone and they’d swoon.”

My best friend rolled her eyes. “Yeah, not anyone. But come on, we’re going to be late and I don’t want to swim extra laps because you’re crushing, hard.”

As the weeks passed, I found myself seated next to him in more than one class. We exchanged a few words, passing remarks about assignments. At lunch he sat with the rest of the boys, and during study hall, he sat in the front row, his pencil constantly moving across blank paper. By mid September, curiosity finally got the better of me and I asked him what he was so busy working on.

Sketching was the answer. Pages and pages of drawings, detailed outlines of objects and characters from his favorite shows. 

“These are really good,” I praised him. 

He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right, you’re just saying that.”

“No, really, I would know. My Aunt Velvette is an artist,” I told him. “She designs clothes, and she draws on literally everything. One time, she left her sketchbook in the office and she made my Uncle Vox turn around and go back to get it. We missed our flight. My dad was super pissed.”

That elicited a laugh. From that point on, he made it a point to sit by me, to share his sketches in between classes. And the more we talked, the bigger my crush grew. As the halloween dance grew closer, I imagined that there was one way I was going- and that was as his date. 

Two weeks before the dance, he presented me with a red rose. Standing next to my locker at the end of the day, I flushed bright red. Was this really happening? 

“I get it if you think dances are lame, but you didn’t say you had a date, so I was wondering if you’d be mine?” He asked. “Or if you do think its lame, we can go get pizza or something instead?”

“How about the dance and then pizza?” I suggested as I took the rose from him. 

“It’s a date,” he agreed. 

Joy overflowed from my chest. The bell rang and we both took off towards our respective rides- him to his bus, and mine to the limo. I slid into the seat, staring at the ruby red petals. I had a date. Not only a date, but the date! 

“Did you have a good day?” The driver asked.

My stomach dropped as realization flooded through me. I had a date. That meant I needed to tell my Dad. And my mom. And my Aunt Velvette and Uncle Vox. The notorious V’s. Hastily, I shoved the rose in my backpack and pulled out a book. 

“It was fine, thanks for asking,” I said as nonchalantly as I could. 

As soon as I got inside, I hurried up to my Uncle Vox’s office. As carefully as I could, I took out my homework, being sure to keep the rose hidden. Thankfully, my Uncle Vox was too busy working on his computer to say more than hello and I busied myself in my homework. As soon as I finished, I gave him a kiss on the cheek and rushed back downstairs. I knew I couldn’t risk them finding the flower. It would have to stay in my backpack until I could put it in my locker the next day at school. 

The more I thought about it, the more I cheered up. In fact, I wouldn’t even tell them I had a date to the dance! I would just say I was going with friends. This way, I could avoid all the questions I knew my family would have. In relief, I hung my backpack on the door. 

“So, did anything exciting happen today in school?” My Aunt Velvette asked over dinner.

I felt the color rise in my cheeks. Quickly, I shook my head and shoved a bite of chicken into my mouth. 

“Really?” my Dad asked.

I quickly lifted up my water glass and took a sip. I shook my head again.

“Oh, well. I got a note from your teacher today saying you have a test that needs to be signed? You’re not doing so well in math?” My father asked with his eyebrow raised. “Did you have Uncle Vox sign it?”

“I didn’t sign anything,” Uncle Vox said as he took a sip of water.

“Oh, I, uh, yeah, I forgot about that,” I said quickly. “I’m sorry, I just…it’s really hard this year.” Or the head that I stared at was super cute. 

Valentino exchanged a glance with Vox and Velvette. 

“I’ll take a look at it,” Vox said. “Not a problem, math gets a little more complex in high school, nothing I can’t walk you through.” He stood up and dropped his empty plate in the sink. 

I watched as he walked over towards where my backpack hung. 

“No, wait, Uncle Vox! I can get it out,” I said quickly as I jumped up. 

“Why? Something in here you don’t want me to see?” He teased as he dug around in my bag, “I promise you a few bad grades won’t kill your GPA. What color is your math book again? Yellow?” He paused, “now where did this come from?” 

I felt my heart sink and my cheeks flush as he pulled out the crumpled rose. Vox looked to Valentino and Velvette. 

“Okay, fine. I sort of got asked to the dance, I wasn’t gonna tell you, but I..” I blurted out. I turned to run and hide in my bedroom but Uncle Vox stepped in front of me.

“You have a date? To a dance? And you wern’t going to tell us?” Aunt Velvette exclaimed. “Reader!”

I buried my face in my hands as embarrassment rushed through me. 

“Why not?” My fathers calm voice broke through the silence. 

“Because, I didn’t want him to be interrogated and I really like him!” I exclaimed in frustration. “You three are the most powerful overlords in hell, it isn’t like he can just come to the door and pick me up like my friend’s dates do. You’re gonna want to meet him, and that alone is intimidating and I…it isn’t fair!” 

“You are taking this way too far,” my Aunt Velvette said. “And being super dramatic. Take a breath.”

“Yeah, we won’t threaten to kill him more than once,” my Uncle Vox said lightly.

“Don’t tease Vox,” Aunt Velvette retorted. “Babygirl, come sit next to me.” 

Slowly, with my gaze down, I sank into the chair next to Aunt Velvette. She wrapped her arm around my shoulder. 

“Hey, you can always come to me. We might be the overlords of hell, but I promise you I’ll keep the boys in line,” she told me with a sharp look to Valentino. “And I promise when he comes and picks you up, we’ll be on our best behavior. Right, boys? You don’t ever need to keep secrets from us. Got it?”

Slowly, I nodded. She released me and planted a kiss on the top of my head. 

“Good. Now, let’s talk about that math test…”

[phantoms-lair]

88 for the crossover roulette.

Okay, this one took me a while

~~~~ "You really are like a cockroach aren't you?"

Vlad whirled around. No human should be in this place! Especially not one he didn't know. And he didn't recognize the tall lanky man one bit, though it was hard to make out his face covered by a hood. "How did you get in my house?"

"There are many ways to get into places Plasmius." he snarled.

Well that was that then. Whoever he was, he couldn't live. He created a duplicate behind the man, ready to strike him unawares-

Only to scream as the duplicate popped and incredible pain lanced through his body.

"Like it?" The stranger sneered, showing off his belt. "Improved model of the specter deflector. Little bit of the Plasmius Maximus built in too. Good luck using your powers for the next several hours." he crouched before Vlad's prone form. "Now where were we? Oh right, you being a cockroach. You do the stupidest shit and then you escape consequences by lying. You lie to your business partners before you rob them blind. You lied to Valerie about everything about ghosts. You like to yourself about how nothings ever your fault and that Mom would ever like you. You lie to Dad about being his friend while trying to kill him."

"Daniel?" Vlad gasped. The man pulled back his hood revealing a familiar face made foreign by age. This Danial was clearly an adult, though not a healthy one, gaunt and wary. "But the specter deflector?"

"Let me tell you a story Vlad. It has a sad beginning. Hell, it's sad all around, but the beginning packs a wallop. It start with a freak explosions at a fast food place causing the deaths of Maddie, Jack, and Jasmine Fenton, Sam Manson, and Tucker Foley. None of whom became ghosts after that. One survivor, who only survived because his half ghost body regenerated the damage, one Danial Fenton."

"Originally the next of kin to take him is was his Aunt Alicia, but since reconnecting with his 'best friend' Jack had wanted it changed to Vlad Masters. Maddie resisted at first, but after Vlad pretended to save Danny from Pariah Dark, again an incident he'd caused in the first place and again lying, she'd agreed."

"But Vlad wasn't as happy to have control of the boy as he once would have been. He'd blamed him for living when his mother hadn't. He wanted the boy to act grateful for even being in his presence when all the boy wanted was to have died with his loved ones. Needless to say it didn't work out. But did you give him to his Aunt? No. You decided you just needed a better version of him. You'd already been working at your cloning experiments, even if they weren't...built to last." He looked a tube containing a small girl sadly. "But you did the thing you did best besides lying. You got greedy."

"I was at your mercy. Obviously you could have harvest my DNA at your leisure and made a perfect clone, but you decided you wanted more. You decided to splice your own DNA in, so it would truly be 'your' son and that's where everything went wrong."

"You're the first halfa Vlad, but you know how first drafts are. Or maybe you don't, I doubt you ever did your own work. First drafts are messy and incomplete. And that's you as a halfa. Twenty years of experience, but Little Me was catching up to you in less that one. He was also good to go without any serious recovery time while you needed years of hospitalization and even then had flare ups. In terms of blending I was mayonnaise, kept stable and homogenous. You were oil and vinegar, constantly trying to separate. That's what the ecto acne was, you know. Not some skin condition like puberty gone wrong. It was your human body trying to purge itself of ghostly contaminants. Trying to reject Plasmius. And maybe you'd be healthier if you let it."

"But back to the point. You were an imperfect halfa. And you passed that along to the clones you made with your DNA. They failed even faster and you decided the solution was more power. You used me as a battery, draining my ectoplasm into your creation, damaging my body so much I can't create more. You essentially made me human again Vlad. But it still wasn't enough. And you decided it couldn't need much more, so you decided to transfer a bit of your own, only for your creation to take all of it."

"I guess credit where credit it due, you cured my death wish. I lived. I escaped and warned people. They didn't believe me of course. Thought I was mad with grief, especially Val. Until the attacks started. I don't know what the fuck you made with our combined DNA, but whatever it was it had both our memories and neither of our moral compasses, or at least any you pretend to have. It fed off death. And no one was ready for it. For a while I was imprisoned because it would pretend to be me and as such I was deemed a risk. But time helped that. I aged and it didn't. It's human form would always be 14 year old Danny Fenton while it's ghost form was a horrible amalgamation of us. It killed. It destroyed. Anything we did to keep it out it would eventually overpower. Until we decided to game the system."

"Time travel, Vlad. Remove the triggering incident. But not even Clockwork can change things all willy nilly. But what he did was seed things in the past to make the Observants of then panic and order him to fix it. Of course they did it by ordering my death, so Clocky had to work around that. Prove Little Me was worth the chance. Little Me ended up in my time and guess what you did Vlad? Can you guess? You lied again. Made up a whole sob story of how you were just trying to help me with my grief by surgically removing my ghost half and how my ghost half then attacked and stole yours and you'd spent all those years trying to fix it. And he believed you. He's burdened with guilt for a time that never happened and believes you're capable of changing and deserve a second chance. Your lies always work, don't they. But I know better. You can't lie to me, not anymore."

"But I'm not going to kill you Vlad, do you know why?"

"Because you're Daniel. I'm sure you're telling yourself something about how I'll suffer more alive, but the truth is you just can't bring yourself to do something like cold blooded killing." Vlad sneered.

"Wrong. You have no idea what I had to do to survive the hell you made." Danial smiled. "I just respect dibs."

"What? OW!" Vlad's body spasmed as something was forcefully injected into it. He looked up behind him and saw an older version of Valerie Grey, twirling a pressure injector, almost exactly like the ones he used to treat his symptoms when they reoccurred. (The scheming part of his brain realizing that would mean it wouldn't raise any alarms if marks from it were found on his body)

"A little compound based on one of the Fenton's projects. I strengthens ectoplasm and makes it stronger. It would be a real boost for past Danny or any other ghost. But for you? Well, your human form was barely holding it together with the ectoplasm you had."

Vlad whimpered, feeling the bubbling under his skin he recognized from his ectoacne only a hundred times worse.

"Goodbye Vlad." Valerie uncaringly stepped over his dying form and wrapped her arms around Danny, the two joining in a kiss.

"It worked." There was joy in Danny's voice for the first time in along time. "It really worked Val. The future, our loved ones, they're safe."

"They are." Valerie smiled down on him. "So we doing this?"

"Yeah. It's selfish, but I think we've both earned a little selfish." Danny pulled a USB and stuck it in Vlad's computer, Mikey's code rewriting several things. "There we go, edited to include another clone of me and one of you."

"How long are we going to have to be in those tube?" Val wrinkled her nose a little.

"Not long. The evidence we dropped off should get the investigation here in less than a day. Also I missed seeing you with long hair."

"It wasn't practical." Valerie grinned. "But Little You saw me with the buzzcut so I had to grow it back." Thankfully with all the wonders of the Infinite Realms, something to instantly grow hair was downright mundane and something Clockwork had been happy to maintain the timeline.

The story now was the story that had to be. If the Observants discovered they were manipulated they might undo their undo. But Vlad had to be handled and with the narrative the Observants had gotten they wouldn't do it themselves.

(Valerie had actually ranted about this, about how even in the lie Vlad had spun the Monster was half him, But the Observants had put all the blame on the mourning 14 year old. Typical.) The 'responsible' thing would be to let themselves fade from the timeline. Or barring that disappearing and starting new. But as Danny had said, they'd earned a bit of selfishness.

If they posed as clones of their past selves there was a chance their families would be contacted and taken in. It was a gamble. Maybe the authorities they'd contacted would destroy them or turn them over to the GiW. Maybe the Fentons or Damian Grey would see them as a violation of their children and reject them. But they'd take the gamble. It wasn't any worse than the one they'd just taken to save the future. And besides, their younger selves needed all thee help they could get

Sure Danny didn't have powers anymore, but he had the experience fighting his younger self had lacked. If everything worked out, not even Pariah Dark would have a chance against two Danny's working together.

~~~~

Future Danny, Valerie, and Clockwork: We'll seed these images to the Observants so they know all they have to do to save the future is prevent the explosion

Observants: Naturally there's only one way to fix this, KILL THE CHILD

Future Danny, Valerie, and Clockwork: *facepalm*

[skulls-soul]

A little bit of a spoilers to the Mario bros movie

I knew that when it came to Mario and Luigi’s family it was either going to be just Mario and Luigi or they had a big family And I’m not gonna lie at first I was a little disappointed that they had a big family but that’s just because I’m a sucker for Angsty back stories

But then I thought of the potential when it came to bowuigi and just imagine Bowser trying to date/marry Luigi and he thinks that Mario is the only person that he needs to get the consent of But then Mario’s just like “so when are you gonna tell The rest of the family”

Bowser is just like “what do you mean rest?”

 the Twin uncles asks questions So many questions while constantly giving the stink eye imagine that they wouldn’t be as suspicious as Mario but like a close second



I imagine that grandpa doesn’t give two shits he’s old he knows of the Times are changing and he’s too old to try and understand it so I odd to just leave it be although  I imagine that he make a lot of inappropriate jokes and questions because then again what kind of grandparent wouldn’t be nosy

I can totally see him looking at Bowser and he be like “I hope you’re not the one that’s taking it I don’t wanna have to go to your funeral for before mine hehehe”

The aunt is curious as well but would keep a distance from Bowser just because he’s scary and I can’t really blame her (so will their younger cousin)

Mom would be completely baffled and in denial and just out right be like “you think? you deserve my precious little baby boy!!! Over my dead body” and then give Luigi a lecture  in Italian and about how this is a terrible idea and you should never trust a man with a criminal record

And I want to do a little surprisingly moment with the dad because I think it would be fun if the dad is just like

“Mario what do you think about this”

“ I mean he seems to make Luigi happy so” *idk noise*

“ he is a king,so he’s financially stable, Plus has power to keep luigi safe and I know the look of love in someone’s eyes and that overgrown turtle has that look so Long as he doesn’t break my boys heart I guess he’s OK in my book”

Although I do like the idea of the dad giving Bowser a hard time so maybe he’s more quietly suspicious but the mother is more verbal with her concerns and disapproval.

an honorable mention

Kamek is super supportive the second Bowser shows interest in Luigi he’ll find out all that’s possible and make sure that Bowser‘s attempts of wooing his interest is more successful 

When Bowser introduces Luigi officially two his advisor Luigis over here being like “hello sir it’s a pleasure to meet you”

Kamek: “ The pleasure is all mine, so I was wondering what are your thoughts about his graciousness king Bowser

I imagine that Kamek would unintentionally embarrass Bowser lol his poor advisor just wants to know more about Luigi and see if they are a good match because even though he supports Bowser in whoever he decides to take into a relationship with he still wants to make sure that he’s making the right choice

Kamek: “ By any chance do you have any… Let’s say, hotheaded family members”

luigi: “well yeah good chunk of my family is actually pretty hotheaded makes me a bit of an oddball since it takes a lot to get me mad”

Kamek “ interesting” turns around to look at Bowser :D 👍

Kamek: you know the kings been working on a song for you 😌

Bowser: thaaaaats enough out of you dismissed

[s10127470]

The Flanderization(?) of Peter Parker

So for the past few weeks, I’ve been scrolling on Twitter (and before I get 20 comments telling me that was a mistake) and there, I’ve been seeing an interesting series of posts.

Essentially, these posts have shared what many people’s ideal version Spider-Man (Peter Parker) should be like.

And at first, it didn’t seem so bad at first.

But after looking into these posts some more, it gave me the urge to swim in a pond full of hungry alligators.

A lot of the takes on these posts are not only pretty bad, but even miss the appeal and point of the character.

So today, I wanted to discuss lot of the points I've been seeing in these posts, as I feel like Peter is suffering from a case of......maybe not exactly flanderization, but something similar to that.

So without further ado, let's get this started!

-Peter should constantly be angry and angsty:

I already talked about this point in my Spectacular Spider-Man post, but I figured I should bring it up again here for cohesion sakes.

It's pretty well known that for decent chunk of his existence pre-2000s, Peter was known for having a bit of a temper.

Especially during the Lee and Ditko-era, given how unhinged he was.

And honestly, I don't like this point.

Unpopular opinion: but unless they're played in a comedic sense or we actually see them grow out of this, I really don't like angry characters.

I tend to find them somewhat shallow and they can real old, real quick.

But fans believe that this is how Peter should be like 24/7.

And to that I must say.....

Like, I'm not the biggest fan of Lee/Ditko Peter or OG Ultimate Peter, but them being constantly angry and angsty at least made some sense with the fact that they were teenagers.

But fans are saying the current Peter Parker, who may I remind you, is literally pushing 30, should be like this all the time.

Like dude. If Peter was like this, he would come off as more of an emotionally-stunned man-child than he already does!

And fans HATE Peter being a man-child!

I also mentioned this in my Spectacular post, but I feel like the reason fans have been wanting a Peter like this is because of how a lot of recent Spidey media has portrayed the dude as being kind of a punk and a pushover.

So basically they're trying to overcompensate.

And even then, let's be honest, having Peter constantly being angry and angsty is gonna get really old and annoying.

Like after a while, you're just gonna have to ask him.......

Like, I get his life isn't easy. But MY GOD. He is really trying to say that nothing good ever happened to him, at all?

Not ONE good thing?

-Peter should be an asshole to just about everyone:

Now this point I really hate.

This ties into the whole overcompensating problem I just mentioned.

As of a result of this, I've been seeing people recently gassing up Lee/Ditko Peter.

For those who aren't in the know, Lee/Ditko Peter was a massive asshole.

This dude was the personification of "no chill".

Being needlessly spiteful and rude to just about everyone except for Aunt May, and a total smart-ass.

Plus, he was a total incel.

Like, I get it.

Fans want to see a Peter again that actually has some backbone.

I do too.

But they've taken it too far.

Where they believe that in order to showcase this, Peter needs to be an insufferable asshole who treats everyone around like shit.

Even if they don't deserve it.

You know he's suppose to be The Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man, right?

Like, who wants to follow a Peter who's just a flat-out jerk?

I ain't gonna feel sorry for him if anything bad happens to him.

Because.....

Also, who the hell would want to see a Peter like this being a married man with a child?

Are there legitimately some fans who are just like.....?

"Yeah! In addition to being a piece of shit to everyone around him, I love seeing Peter being a horrible (and possibly abusive) husband and father! That's what he's suppose to be like!"

-Peter should love being Spider-Man so he has an outlet to take his anger out on everything:

As I mentioned before, you know he's suppose to The Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man, right?

Peter loves being Spider-Man because he gets to help people in need and protect them from danger.

Having Peter love being Spider-Man just so he can take his anger out on everything not only makes him look like an asshole, but also makes him look like a psychopath.

Like, Peter apparently should actually love beating the shit out of the people.

-Peter should only show kindness and friendliness on occasions:

I hate this fucking point.

Peter is suppose to be one of the kindest and most selfless heroes in the Marvel Universe.

As I've already mentioned twice, "Friendly" is in his name!

Though apparently, some fans believe that it's bad for heroes to be kind and friendly?

Exactly!

I'm guessing it's because as I'm sure many of you know, there's been this long-standing, toxic mindset of that showing kindness and friendliness makes you weak.

And as I mentioned before, Peter has had an issue in recent years of being seen as a pushover.

So you can kinda see where I'm coming from with this.

-Peter should be the strongest hero there is. Nobody can beat him!:

While I don't hate this point like some of the other ones, this one still really grinds my gears.

It's a known fact that Peter is a lot stronger than he lets on.

He himself has even said that he always pulls his punches to ensure he doesn't kill anyone.

There's also the fact that he's famously taken down various superhero teams all on his own.

This has led many fans to believe that Peter is one of the most powerful characters and could actually beat anybody in the Marvel Universe.

You remember in my X-Men Hot Takes post when I mentioned that Cyclops has essentially the same problem as Batman.

You know what, I take it back.

It's Peter who has that issue.

Don't get me wrong, Peter is a very strong character.

But, I don't think he's as strong as some make him out to be.

In addition to that, saying he can beat literally anyone in the Marvel Universe is really fucking pushing it.

I mentioned before that people tend to use his victories against those superhero teams as a main example for why he's the strongest hero around.

However, people tend to leave out the fact that when Peter fought those teams, they weren't exactly attacking him nor were they in the mindset of doing so.

Because if they were, I legitimately feel like they actually would decimate him.

There's also the fact that people tend to often ignore what each of those heroes capable of and even ignore THEIR feats.

As I mentioned before, Peter's tough, but he's not THAT tough.

He ain't gonna be throwing hands evenly with Superman.

Or making Saitama quake in his boots.

Also, we all know DAMN well he ain't gonna be beating.....

-Peter should be the purest definition of an alpha male:

So a while back, I saw a post that stated a theme of Spider-Man that isn't often talked about is that of what it means to be a man.

It was a pretty interesting read, and looking back at a lot of issues from the past, I can definitely see it.

So why am I bringing this up.

Well, from how a lot of fans want Peter to act, they're essentially say he needs to be like, the true definition of an alpha male.

Basically take every trait of toxic masculinity you can think of, put it in a blender, and then force-feed it to Peter like how Weird Al Yankovic's mom force-fed him sauerkraut until he was 26 1/2 years old.

(Bonus points for anyone who gets that reference)

I thought that we as a society all agreed that alpha males are cringe and shouldn't be something to aspire to.

But to the Spider-Man fandom, apparently not.

Though I will admit, it is funny to imagine Peter being absolutely obsessed and looking up to Andrew Tate of all people.

"SHOCKER! What color is your Bugatti!?"

-Peter should be cucking everyone and should have a harem:

This is unfortunately another case of the overcompensation.

It's no surprise that Peter has gained a reputation of being seen as a cuck, due to him losing Mary Jane to.....

HIM.

Despite the fact that famously for decades, Peter had been portrayed as being quite the chick magnet.

Attracting the attention of several women.

However, due to Peter's recent reputation as a Cuck Berry, fans have been clamoring for him to be a chick magnet again so HE can be the one doing the cucking!

And I don't like that.

This made even worse with the fact that there's the consideration of having Peter essentially be a harem protagonist!

And I know most people tend to use this as a joke, but I've seen a good chunk of fans unironically saying that Peter should have a harem.

Everytime I see this image, a part of me dies inside.....

-Peter should be the one and only Spider-Man:

One of all the points here, this is the one I HATE the most.

And for those who aren't terminally online, you do too.

Ever since like the 1970s, we have seen other versions of Spider-Man (many of which are alternate versions of Peter).

Mainly set in alternate universes like Spider-Ham, Spider-Man 2099, Spider-Man Noir, Ultimate Spider-Man, and Spider-Punk.

But also in the 70s, we would actually see that were other Spidery superheroes besides Peter in the mainline Marvel Universe, starting with introduction of Jessica Drew.

And over the decades, we would be introduced to more like Ben Reilly, Kaine, and Silk.

Though you're probably wondering what do these guys have to do with this point.

Well, ever since the film Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, there's been a notable rise in the featuring of other Spider-People.

And unfortunately, many people (myself included) have gotten a little tired of it.

However, there are good chunk of fans who believe that Peter should be the only and one Spider-person and that there shouldn't be any others.

And while I can see where they're coming from, I wouldn't go that far.

However, the other Spider people of the 616-verse tend to get a free pass on this.....

Except for one.....

You may have noticed that I left one major Spider-Person.

Undoubtedly the biggest one behind Peter himself.

And that's none other than...

Miles....Miles.....Miles.

Although a more recent addition to the Spider-Man mythos, he's quickly gone on to become an immediate mainstay.

And while most of the fanbase loves the guy, there's also a good chunk of it who ABSOLUTELY hates him.

And the main reason for that is the fact that he's the only Spider-Person in the 616-Verse who has taken on the title of "Spider-Man".

And when this happened, this caused quite the stir.

To put it lightly.

I'm sure many of you know by now that Miles was originally from The OG Ultimate Universe.

And was one of the few things in that trainwreck of a universe that wasn't shit.

But following the events of the 2015 Secret Wars, Miles would be relocated to the 616 Universe.

And it was quite controversial when it happened.

While some were cool with it, others were not, as they felt that having 2 Spider-Men in the same universe would be a problem.

However, it really isn't, especially since these two hardly interact.

Yeah, it's funny to think about how Peter and Miles are pretty distanced from one another whereas as every other iteration featuring the duo portray them as incredibly close.

But in spite of that, many fans beg to differ.

I'm sure just about all of you have heard of the infamous phrase.

"Peter Parker is Spider-Man. Miles Morales is Miles Morales"

And although the line is seen as a total joke, it does emphasize how there's a lot of fans who refuse to accept Miles as Spider-Man or even as a worthy successor to the name.

I think the main reason is because Peter himself is still Spidey.

And alive.

So it makes Miles being Spider-Man kinda redundant.

But if that's the case, what about the Hawkeyes?

Kate Bishop became the successor to Clint Barton, despite still being alive and active.

So how come they don't get any flack for this?

I also feel like another reason why Miles is hated is because of how he's been doing.

It's no surprise to many that while he's had his fair share of struggles, his life is NOWHERE near to the same level of misery porn as Peter's.

And given that Spidey fans are sick of Peter's life being absolute shit, I feel like there's a sense of envy at play here.

Also, yes, there are definitely those fans who hate Miles being the successor to Peter just because he's half-black and half-Puerto-Rican.

How much you wanna bet those dipshits are fans of this even bigger dipshit?

-Peter should always be a little selfish:

Now we've come to the second worst point on this list.

Anyone who says Peter needs to be selfish undoubtedly misses the point of the character.

One of Peter's most defining traits is his selflessness.

He always goes out of his way to protect and help those in need, even if he doesn't get anything in reward or ends up suffering for it in a way.

Because it's the right thing to do!

But as I've mentioned several times in this post, Spidey fans have a problem with Peter being selfless as it apparently makes him look like a pushover.

And even then.....have these fans just forgot that Peter being selfish resulted in the tragedy that has defined him since the very beginning?!

That being the DEATH OF UNCLE BEN!

And even then, Peter himself has refused to be selfish, because he knows that if he was, someone else could suffer the same tragedy he did!

And he would never want that to happen to anyone!

-Other heroes should hate Peter because of how great he is and better than all of them he is!:

To wrap this up, we'll be looking at one of the least bad points on this encursed list.

On Twitter, I've seen people gassing up the issue where Peter harassed The Avengers.

And many fans have been clamoring, saying that this how all of Peter's interactions with other heroes should be like.

Being that they should despise him (and maybe even be deeply jealous of him because of how great he is).....

Apart from the fact that this would make Peter look like a bully and a nuisance, I really don't like this approach.

Like many, I've grown tired of the concept of heroes just hating each other.

Largely thanks to the hero vs. hero craze that overtook the mid-to-late 2000s and the early-to-mid-2010s.

Seeing heroes being on negative terms with each other isn't interesting anymore, because it's been ran into the goddamn ground.

I like seeing heroes on positive terms with each other, because it's more interesting and could even led all kinds of dynamics.

Having the heroes just hate each other is so damn easy and lazy.

Hell, some of Peter's most interesting relationships are positive ones with one heroes.

Definitely the greatest would have to be with The Fantastic Four.

Like, they're so close to each other and genuinely care about each other so much, that they even consider Peter a part of their family!

But apparently that's not interesting anymore.....

This was probably one of the hardest posts I've ever done.

Not just because I wanted to make sure I got my thoughts on all these points across as clear as possible, but also just trying to make sense out of them in order to see why so many fans have been saying them so much.

But anyway, that's all I have for now.

Let me know what you think about these.

Also, let me know if there's any other commonly mentioned points I that missed.

But just like Michigan J. Frog said, I'm gonna get a drink.

Peace.

[calitsnow]

I just finished the Time Killing Event, it was awesome, love our trio of detectives. There are just some things I want to ramble about:

Spoilers below:

Tw: suicidal thoughts, suicidal behaviour (even if it is not stated as this and that it may not be to that extent, I prefer to put this in case, so if you’re uncomfortable with these subjects, don’t go past the photo and stay safe)

Just wanted to start with, it was an event so funny, I really liked the comical situations and the story.

I loved all the illustrations (there were so many, it was so nice)

loved the interactions between the members of the bus

loved the focus we got on Rodya and also the bit of focus we got on Ryoshu (it was super nice to see that she had warmed up to the other sinners)

Dante please go talk to Ryoda, she needs to tell someone how she feels and put off her mask for the moment of a conversation

But I have to just ask: Hong Lu, are you okay?

Because like 60% of the time Hong Lu spoke I was like: wait what

Hong Lu are you okay ?! What do you mean “when my siblings tried to kill me”, what do you mean “the first time”?! And what did you just say about your family ?!

I know, we knew Hong Lu’s past was probably as messed up as his family, and this event really confirmed it. But the way he talked about it, the way he talked about the first time (implying that there was others times) his siblings tried to kill him, how he proposed himself to be a bait to this time killing distortion, it was so unsettling but also kind of sad ‘cause Hong Lu clearly doesn’t care about his end or even, in a certain way, himself. And the fact that he understood them wanting him dead, either because Hong Lu also wishes to be dead, or (and that’s probably more this case) Hong Lu understood their hate for him because Hong Lu knows how to read people and how to understand them at a, sometimes, really deep emotional level. We saw it with Yi Sang, we saw it many times, Hong Lu is capable of very profound empathy.

Okay, sometimes he said things that are very off with what the sinner usually meant and so it passes as something pretentious or said by a rich guy who never had to live a hard life but sometimes those lighthearted comments also convey a form of truth or clue for the others to understand.

Hong Lu gave so much the impression that he wouldn’t mind dying or at least doing something akin to dying. And the fact that he just want to experience a lot of things before having to go back to his family I guess, is still concerning for me because even though it seems that his family agreed on having Hong Lu going on a trip, I can’t help but getting the impression that Hong Lu is a teenager who allegedly ran away from home following a crisis with his family. And I know Hong Lu never phrased it like that and everything is pointing toward him going on a little trip with his family’s authorisation , but I can’t shake off this impression that that’s not the case …

And this sentence about the world staying unchanged, what does this mean??? Of course, it made me think about the book, but I don’t know yet how to put it together yet. You see, if I get it right, one of the thing The Dream of Red Chamber tackles is this notion that nothing is truly unchanging, even more, that things are constantly changing and so never the same, never a fix thing/identity. And these changements are something that Jia Baoyu has to learn and recognise as being a part of his mortal life in “our” world. And there is more and more to this theme but I am not going to dwell on this now…

Bref, Hong Lu made it clear that he lived through the Hunger Games when he was with his family and that there are many things wrong with this latest and Hong Lu’s past and everything surrounding it…

Still no mentions of Lin Daiyu, I keep wondering where will she fit in all of this…

Hong Lu also mention his second oldest aunt which could be Lin Daiyu’s mother (Jia Min) or Xue Pan and Xue Baochai’s mother (Aunt Xue) and Baochai is the one who ends up marrying Jia Baoyu in the book …

Anyway, I am also glad that this event highlighted once again that fact that Hong Lu knows how to read people on an emotional level.

On another note, the story of Hong Lu’s new identity was nice because once again it proves that Hong Lu knows how to observe and analyse others and details but his left eye was not mentioned… so idk what to think because is it it hidden between the lines ? Is his left eye not involved in this ? Or is this a reference to the book? See, for the third option, which I find interesting, it reminded me of the fact that even though the jade with which Baoyu was born is recognise as something precious and magical, its existence is not really questioned nor are his magical powers. Nobody really question how, why Jia Baoyu comes to be born with a jade in his mouth, its just a fact.

[arafinweanappreciation]

I hope this doesn't annoy you but I saw your post about Finarfin interacting with his babies like they're small adults and became obsessed with it (change my life so much bro). I hope you don't mind but I want to ask for more fluff/headcanons about the House of Finarfin, especially with the fact that you went with the Orodreth-son-of-Angrod (I love that shit) so now I am desperate for more.

ajsldkjh thanks???? also don't worry. i don't get anywhere near enough asks for them to be annoying lol

Olwe lovingly handcrafted a beautiful cradle for his great-grandchild but it basically never gets used because Orodreth is constantly either being held by someone or in a sling on someone's chest

Finrod has a particular tendency to steal him for hours at a time. it's his first nibling and he's a little excited. Angrod and Edalote have trouble getting him back sometimes

"i need him back, it's time for him to have a bath" "i can do it" "give me my son back ingoldo" "would you deprive him of quality time with his favorite uncle?????? 🥺" "favorite? he can't even walk yet-"

i would say that Earwen forced her sons to take their little sister with them everywhere when they were younger but in reality they willingly toted her around all the time. sometimes to activities (e.g. hunting) that their parents would prefer she didn't participate in just yet *cough cough* AEGNOR *cough*

Finrod is in fact Galadriel's favorite brother most of the time but if anyone tells him this she will Stab them

Finrod might be more nerd than jock but if anyone makes fun of him over this they will face his siblings' wrath because they're the only ones allowed to do that, of course. go after Turgon all you want tho (lying. you will still get beat up)

tbh the Arafinwean household just wasn't that loud growing up, but there's a still a distinct difference between quiet time silence and mischief silence (TM). finarfin can detect it in approximately 0.3 seconds. still not fast enough sometimes

that first part doesn't hold up in beleriand. Finduilas has LUNGS and she considers it her Eru-given obligation to use them. Fingon thinks it's cute. he isn't the one raising her

one of the reasons Angrod and Aegnor like hanging out with Fingon when they're younger is bc he's older than Finrod and can therefore override his "safety concerns," whatever that means lol. it's the cousin equivalent of knowing mom will say no and going to ask dad instead

Galadriel is the cool aunt who enjoys spoiling Orodreth and later Finduilas whenever possible. like okay yeah maybe her parents don't want her going down to ivrin by herself yet or whatever but how much could it hurt really???

after she has Celebrian she realizes she might have a few apologies to make. still not very many. they asked her to babysit they trusted her to make decisions at their own risk.

prank wars with the nolofinweans

just. consider eldarin prank wars. they could last for centuries

[roguelov]

Okay okay this is more innocent and fluff. This was the idea I got from one of the asked you did with Morpheus and kids:

The reader is very rich and owns an orphanage that she works at. The kids all adore her and most of the kids calls them mom/dad. The reader is very protective of the kids and makes sure the parents that adopt the kids are the right match. Reader and Morpheus have been dating for a year and the reader finally tells and takes Morpheus the orphanage they own and works. All the Kids get very protective of the reader once they see how close Morpheus is to them (maybe they come in holding hands or something) and the kids just grab the reader away from him and puff out their cheeks and say "they're our! We don't like to share!" Or something. Morpheus tries to win the kids over since he knows how much they mean to the reader and maybe he kind of wants to propose to them. Then when the kids eventually warm up to Morpheus he sees the reader hold a baby and in that moment he just sees a future with the reader holding their future child and maybe him also ends up adopting all the kids since he grows so attached to them as well.

I have to go cry now this is so fucking cute and my heart can’t take it

What if the kids help with the proposal? They each hold a hand painted letter that spells out ‘will you marry me?’ And once you say yes and kiss Dream there’s a mixture of kids cheering and some of them saying gross

Also all the kids in the Dreaming? They have a whole wing dedicated to them and they each have their own room. And it just breathes such new life into the old castle and revitalizes everyone

Dream tucking them at night and whispering how no nightmares will hurt them and the kids also just helping Dream create new dreams

‘Oh, this one should have antlers and have a dragon tail!’

‘Does it now?’ Dream hums amused with the child in his arms.

‘Yes, and the other one needs cotton candy hair and a chocolate bunny pet.’

‘Of course, it is only natural.’

You and Lucienne teach the children together and read to them constantly

Trips to Fiddler’s Green, lessons under the trees, lots of picnics and swimming in a lake

Rides on the wyvern (much to you and Dream’s horror, Mervyn is the one that organized it and has the mentality of ‘ah, they’re fine/ just brush it off’. The kids never do get hurt and Merv does supervise them diligently but your heart can’t help but stop to the back of your stomach)

Cain and Abel babysitting (tea party!) so you and Dream can have a short break and maybe some alone time together

Corinthian being very protective of the kids (he ensures the younger kids don’t have any or as many nightmares)

Gault always happy to play with the kids (and honestly is the best babysitter/aunt around)

Matthew also playing with the kids and always keeping an eye on them for Dream and you

Just big happy family 🥹🥰

[mzannthropy]

Tell me why you dislike the Emily trilogy please because I'm rereading it!!

It's more of a difficult relationship, rather than disliking it; there are many parts that I like about Emily. Like, the majority of it is good. But it drives me CRAZY! It's the way LMM wrote, and the choices she made in the Emily series.

(Sorry if it's ranty and incoherent, it's the first time I've properly wrote down all my thoughts & feelings on Emily.)

So first of all, what the hell is it with all the preachy, patronising BS? This is not LMM's usual style, which is why it's so bewildering. The narrator frequently breaks the fourth wall to tell us how she's not there to defend Emily, but to merely chronicle her life and I want to say, I don't need you to defend Emily, Lucy Maud, I can make my own mind for myself, thank you! She doesn't do it in Anne (also a story of an orphan being taken in), and as far I can remember, she doesn't do it in any of her other writing. It reminds me of Little Women a lot. And from me that's not a compliment.

Then, I say it outright as it is: I loathe Aunt Elizabeth and Aunt Ruth and I think they're both child abusers. Aunt Ruth, especially, is a tyrant. She's a dictator. Her constantly calling Emily "sly" with no evidence and then after that incident with Perry and the kiss, when they hold a family court, she says "I would have believed you if you had told the truth", can you get any more textbook abuser? I have this thing when I cannot handle someone not being believed (also due to something that I went through), it triggers me, and a person (esp of authority) determined to disbelieve you and think the worst of you when it's just not true sends me to a rage. Aunt Elizabeth is a vile, cruel, narrow-minded woman, who should not be allowed near children. If the narrative ever condemned these women, it would be a much better reading experience. But it doesn't. Right to the very end, the last page, the second to last paragraph, when Emily and Teddy finally, FINALLY, find each other, Ruth still calls Emily sly. Worst of it is that Emily really doesn't do anything remotely wicked. She's essentially a good kid. What would these hags do if they saw today's teenagers?

"You are always writing yards of trash that nobody wants." Quote from Aunt Elizabeth. What a nice, loving aunt! Then they call Emily a Murray when it suits them--when she does something they disapprove of, it's "that Starr coming out in her". Or they say she's "half a Murray" and I'm like, everyone is unless both your parents were Murrays?

Abusive caregivers are no strangers to LMM works, ofc, but they're usually presented as villains and are not the "endgame" caregivers. (Take as an example, little Elizabeth from Windy Poplars.) That's why I like Jane of Lantern Hill, bc here LMM finally admits that an abusive narcissist is an abusive narcissist (the grandmother). And that was 1937, so you know, it took her time to realise that.

So, most of what I'm saying here relates to the second book. Emily of New Moon is not as infuriating and Quest I actually like, despite how it drags, bc it so perfectly depicts the consequences of Emily's choice at the end of Emily Climbs. And here I get to the crux of the matter--the ending of Emily Climbs.

So, Emily has graduated school, has some success with her writing, has had short stories published and at last meets someone who believes in her, who sees her talent as a writer. Janet Royal offers her a job and a place to stay in New York. An opportunity people would sell their literal souls for. And what does Emily do?

She refuses it bc she doesn't want to leave New Moon.

Once again, I repeat. Emily gets offered a job and free accommodation in fucking NEW YORK and she refuses it bc she doesn't want to leave New Moon, that fucking backwards, progress-denying, candle-burning, abuse-filled place in godsforsaken village on PEI.

How is this supposed to be a good storytelling choice??? And this is why I don't think the series will get adapted again. Not without some major changes. Bc I can't imagine how modern audience would react to a heroine rejecting an opportunity of a lifetime, an opportunity many young people today would commit literal CRIMES for--and for what? It's not even that she is doing it to get married and have kids (stupid choice still, but at least more understandable). The end of Climbs makes me so fucking mad, that story with the dog is so stupid and painful to read (YMMV). I want to cry, why, Lucy Maud, whyyyyyyyyyyy *cries unconsolably*

I think it's bc LMM wouldn't have been able to write--or at least she thought she wouldn't have been able to write--a story of a young upcoming female writer in NYC, bc that wasn't her type of story. But in that case, she should not have included that golden opportunity in Climbs at all. Bc why is it there? Emily could have just returned to New Moon after she finished her schooling.

The tragic, Watsonian interpretation is that Emily is merely experiencing effects of her childhood trauma. (If you want to look at it as a tragedy, then it makes it sort of more bearable, if only it was less patronising...)

When she informs Aunt Elizabeth of her decision, the woman's response is: "I thought a Murray would." I thought a Murray would. Not, I'm happy you're staying with us. That tells you everything you need to know.

And this is what's good about Emily's Quest. Bc here, Emily suffers the consequences of her moronic choice. Ilse, Teddy and Perry all leave to chase their fortunes. Imagine Emily left too. The NYC offer was a tad unrealistic, but, had LMM had better ideas, she could have made it a Toronto job instead. Or Halifax. Or just Charlottetown, ffs. Imagine her getting out of the New Moon environment, getting brand new experiences, seeing people not give a slightest fuck that she was a Murray of New Moon. Seeing how, out in the real world, little their majestic family clan matters. But she didn't. And that's why she had to go through what she went through in the last book. Bc she never meets any book/literary people, she puts so much stock in Dean and she believes everything he tells her. She believes him when he tells her that her book is no good, burns her manuscript and in anguish runs out of her room, trips over the sewing basket and----

So ummm, Dean. Of course he's a creep. But it makes sense to me that she's friends with him. She's a vulnerable child, he preys on her. I don't buy that he'd so happily to give her the deeds of the house as a wedding gift, but LMM wanted her happy ending and she never actually wrote Dean as the dangerous predator that he is.

When I read LMM biography The Gift of Wings by Mary Henley Rubio, I hoped I would find some answers to things that bother me about Emily--but there weren't any. So, *shrugs* I guess I never will know.

[imtherainbownow]

I think I need help mentally

I’m warning everyone now, this is a post that will contain dark themes (mostly related to eating and mental issues), if you are sensitive to the topics, I advise you don’t read.

To keep things simple; My life is shit. Mentally at least.

Physically and externally my life couldn’t be more perfect. I have supporting parents. I go to a Great School. I have friends. I’ve got talents that can take me places. Ive got everything lined up for my success.

but mentally I am a disaster. Ive got such bad trauma from authority figures. Im scared to even defy my fucking teachers. Im scared of my aunt because she makes me feel so shitty. My aunt will pop up a lot in this because I see her as the main source of a shit ton of my issues

I cannot read or hear the word scu*c*de without having flashbacks. Even as I type this I’m trying not to hear her damn voice. Just screaming that word at me every time. It’s so loud..

My aunt judges me constantly for the littlest things. Like forgetting to pick up trash, forgetting to say thank you, not remembering if it’s my turn to empty the dishwasher, etc. She’s the main reason why I’ve contemplated going completely mute because she hates it when I talk and makes sure I know.

Recently she’s been nit-picking my eating habits. For almost two years I’ve been struggling to remember to eat at all because my adhd meds reduce my appetite so I just don’t eat lunch. Unfortunately it’s bled into other meals like breakfast and dinner.

Even remembering to eat is an accomplishment for me. In the current moment I don’t care if it’s healthy, I care that I remembered to put food in my body.

About a week ago she grumbled about me not eating “real” food and that I’m the reason we don’t have good snacks in our house. I’m about to cry as I type this. I doubt she thought I could hear her because I had headphones in, but nothing playing. I absolutely heard her.

I’ve told my mother so many times that I want her to move out but my mother won’t do shit. My mother’s been making my eating habits worse cause she won’t let me leave the house without eating at least something, but it’s only been discouraging me from eating. Nowadays even the thought of eating feels slightly sickening. Especially if I’m eating in front of my aunt.

I want nothing to do with her. But she lives with me and I can’t evict her. I’m so sick of this. My anxiety and adhd already make my daily life hard enough during school. And now I’m struggling to even fathom the thought of food because of my aunt. She’s made my life worse and she won’t accept that she can be a problem too. She only ever sees the flaws in me and my twin. Never in herself. I want to fight back but I’m so scared that she’ll yell at me again. That she’ll force me to sit back on the couch and yell in my face. I don’t want to relive that. I don’t know what to do anymore..

I just want help.. and I can’t get it. I don’t want to tell my therapist because he wont believe me. He’s already made it clear I can’t talk to him about my problems with speaking after a sensory overload or panic attack because It’s so exhausting to force myself to talk in a place I don’t feel safe. I don’t think it would be safe to be able to tell him about my problems with eating either. I don’t know what to do. I feel so helpless. I have no support that I feel comfortable telling about this. Im scared.. scared of my aunt. Scared of what she’ll do if she finds out how much I hate her. My life looks perfect but I am a mess. And I don’t have the power to fix it. If anyone has any advice, any at all, I would be so grateful. I just want help. That’s all really..

[weltonlasso]

Someone needs to shake Ted and remind him that when oxygen masks come down on planes you put your own mask on before you put it on your kid.

I just can't imagine this ending well for him...

ABSOFUCKINLUTELY they do. Had about 5 old women comment on a Tweet I made about this to tell me that I was not supposed to understand the overall story of Ted Lasso. that it was “obvious I don’t have children” and couldn’t possibly get what is so beautiful about Ted choosing Henry.

(k. Thanks Pam, I’m so glad all the Facebook moms with the awesome insights got the Ted Lasso ending they wanted!!!!!!)

I have been telling myself—like legit people are saying 10/10 perfect finale, no notes, which is truly insane to me but also here’s the goddamn thing.

I am a child of divorce. My my dad cheated on my mom constantly when I was young. When I was 16 I got a birthday card from an address I didn’t recognize. I opened it, thinking probably an old aunt or something. It was signed “with love, your sister xxx and not mom xxx”

and that’s how I found out from one of his mistresses ON MY BIRTHDAY that I had another sibling. I just sat there in the driveway of my house while I tried to reorient myself to this new world I found myself in. AT SIXTEEN.

My youngest sister (by my mom) was 6 at this time. And my mom made her choice to stay with my dad out of obligation to their children. She didn’t want my younger sisters to grow up in a different home than the one we lived in. She wanted to raise all of her kids there no matter what.

He left us a year later.

Cut to the next 10 years of my life 17-27 trying to be my moms partner, confidant, punching bag—she took all of her anger for him and directed it at me because I was still there.

My life will never be the same because of actions and choice that my dad made that specifically caused me and my family pain. I have spent years in therapy and will probably never ever have a relationship with him again. Obviously.

But it also really sucked having a single parent who relied on me for EVERYTHING. It is only now many year later, in therapy, that I can recognize the psychological effects and the physical toll it took on me to play that role. And I had no other choice because I was a child and this was what my mom needed from me. I did not have the skills to recognize that pulling me into the role of adult and spouse and caretaker to my parent would fundamentally change they way I saw myself and how I interpreted things around me. I wish to god my mom had not put that on me. It’s hard enough finding yourself as a child, it doesn’t help to have the extra burden of being “caretaker” to a parent when you’re still learning who you are. When your feelings are never validated because you’re always making sure your parent is happy and supported. YOU FEEL VERY ISOLATED. It’s a fucking burden to have to do this for a parent!!!!!!!!!!!!! And be strong for them when there isn’t anyone to be strong for you!!!!!!!!

Phewww felt compelled and somehow that all came out and now y’all finally know my big connection to the show!!! Father trauma at age 16!!! It’s fun here!!!!! Let’s NOT do that to Henry, how about?

Cause Ted definitely would have had enough therapy by now to be aware enough of the pressure he’d be putting on his young son by acting this way. and it frustrates the shit out of me that the show can use this misguided interpretation of “therapy” to say LOOK AT OUR SHOW ABOUT MENTAL HEALTH and then literally drop the ball on the storyline, like legit. Just. stopped. caring.

Instead the show really said: like ya actually instead of all that baggage, let’s cut that for time. From now on Ted is just a mystical woman who floats in and out of the lives of the people who need her.

WHO NEEDS THERAPY WHEN U CAN FLY.

[lynxalon]

me when i'm tired and hurting and scared and angry and no one is coming to help me and i don't say that to be negative or guilt anyone who might see this vent i say it as a fact because no one is going to help i have to help myself and i don't want to i don't want to help myself i want to lean on someone for once without being taken advantage of and i want to talk about my anger and express it and get it out in a healthy manner and i want to talk about how scared i am how my health terrifies me and i don't really know what's going on and i know my body to the best extent i can i and i have worked endlessly trying to conserve energy so i can do basic tasks like dishes and bathing myself and i have been working so fucking hard to fight the internalized ableism in me that screams that everything shouldn't be this hard and i should just Be Able to do these things and i don't have anything to actually fight these thoughts! because i don't actually know what's wrong and i have tried for the past three years. three fucking years. to make this one appointment. just one. to talk to a different professional and tell them i need help i and living less than half my life and i can't take it most days i can't take this cycle of deteriorating physical health into deteriorating mental health and round and round. i'm exhausted. i can't do the things i enjoy. i work so hard to try to do them occasionally. and i work hard to try and appreciate and enjoy it. and it's just hard.

i just want to vent tonight. i'm stressed. we've been having small bug problems lately. and then there's the waterlogged part of the carpet where we don't know where the water is coming from. and tonight i saw what might have been a roach and. i grew up between my mom and aunts place, and my aunts was beyond covered with bugs. at night it was horrifying and finding a place to sleep sucked ass. so it just. fucking triggered me, and i'm so tired and hurting but i pulled out appliances and things and sprayed down bugs and spots i've seen them in and. so i sat down and i was already overwhelmed and i couldn't find the remote so i could put something on and relax. and i did find it. but i just had to sit and work on breathing and cry a bit. i'm home all the time and i constantly am thinking about this. i'm so stressed about it. OH and it was made sooooo much worse because for the first time i saw one in our room. and. that nearly sent me into a panic attack. we have been so strict with having no food or anything like that in the bedroom. and it didn't do anything. there was still a bug. where there's one, there's so many more. i am. going to try and fucking relax.

[suau-raised-by-corrupted-gems]

Hoho, this is my first kind of "Art Dump" so I kinda have no idea what I'm doing, but this had a lot of frames! Maybe too many :') ANYWAY, let's get to the good stuff!

1. Farewell Foster Family

"Thank you for everything, guys..."

Here we've got Lil Quartz- soon to be Steven- saying his final goodbyes to his "foster family" before departing to become what was called a Crystal Gem. After she let them spend one final day with each other, Garnet (with pearl tagging along) had come to collect Steven. Garnet knew that it'd be difficult, given how happy he was with them and at how much genuine love fluffy showed despite her corruption, but seeing how broken the corrupt gems seemed losing their "gemling" made her feel especially guilty.

Pearl, while feeling pity for the poor things, wanted to get Steven back to his rightful place, and to get out of such an unfavorable environment. Once Pearl leads newly-recruited Steven away, Garnet makes a promise to Fluffy that Steven is in good hands, and that they'll see him again someday.

2. Comfort Food

So, for the first few weeks "Steven" is severely homesick and depressed, spending most of his time in his loft swaddled in a blanket. Everything was so different now; so restrictive with a bunch of rules like "clothes" and "manners" and all of that nonsense. He missed the liberation of the wild. He missed the sounds of the birds. But he especially missed his his mother and aunts the pearl denied from seeing. Garnet advises they let him be, wanting to give him all the time he needs to adjust and recover, but Pearl isn't quite as patient, as he can't quite concentrate on learning basic Crystal Gem knowledge when he's constantly thinking about and behaving like those corrupt gems.

Cue amethyst, whom offers to show him one of the customs to this new world; human food. It's the one thing he's familiar with in this new world and, unlike the food he got from Tri-T and Fluffy, this food was fresh and colorful, with amazing flavors to boot. It would be these nightly binges that would finally let him take his mind off his foster family and focus of fulfilling this so called destiny for them.

3. Father-son reunion

"I...I can't believe it! Stu-ball! You're alive! Welcome home, son!"

“Y-Yeah… thanks… Dad.”

Steven “meets” his father for the first time. Of course, he can’t remember the odd human, given that he was taken from him so young, but given how he was in tears at the sight of him, this must be his sire. Perhaps he could tell him more about his birth mother sometime? And maybe why Pearl seemed so… bitter towards him?

4. “I have a shield…?”

Timeskip to a situation, or just a “Gem Glow” style situation where he summons his shield for the first time. This was a bit of a game changer for Steven, as he was now a bit more willing to cooperate with the Crystal Gems to learn more on what else he can do.

Maybe this Destiny truly will be fulfilling…?

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Note: I know Pearl looks incredibly salty, but there's no denying that in season 1 she had more salt than the ocean itself. Especially towards corrupt gems (cough Centi cough)

Not saying she was antagonistic, but she put the ocean's salt to shame with some episodes she was in.

[whats-wild-to-you]

👶🏻 talk w/ jay?

like dreaming about a family tgt 🥹

staaaaaaahhhhhppp 🥹🥹🥹 *me drowning in fluff*

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It wasn't until your sister got pregnant with her second child, that the baby fever hit you.

You hadn't been around when your niece was born but now you were involved from day one. From picking out new clothes, since now you were going to be an aunt to a baby boy, to buying a new crib, to decorating the nursery, you took over a lot of responsibilities, helping out wherever you could.

When your baby nephew finally arrived, you spend every free minute in your sister's apartment. You were addicted to that newborn scent, and after hours of carrying him in your arms your clothes would be soaked in his sweet scent.

Jay has been busy lately but promised to sleep over, so you left your sister's early to wait in your apartment for him.

He got off work sooner than you had expected as well and so you didn't even have time to shower.

"What's that scent?"

"Newborn scent. Isn't it addictive?"

Jay smirks but stays silent. You let him know you're going to take a quick shower but Jay surprises you by stopping you.

"Aren't you gonna lay down?"

"Without showering?"

He doesn't reply, just pats the spot next to him.

"You smell nice!" He says, after cuddling close to you from behind, pressing your back against his chest.

"Do you sometimes think about having kids?"

"Hmm, 갑자기?"

"I'm just saying, does the thought of you as a parent ever cross your mind?"

"Sure."

You swirl around, locking eyes with him.

"Really?"

He nods, brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"Whenever I see you with your niece, I imagine how it would be if we had children of our own."

You blink rapidly, partially because you really weren't expecting that kind of answer from Jay, partially because tears were welling up in your eyes.

"I always wanted three kids!"

"Three? That's ambitious!"

"The first two close together, so they'd have each other to play with. And when they grow up a bit I'd have the third, so they could take care of their baby brother or sister."

"You really thought about this."

Something in Jay's tone is alarming but at the same time he looks completely fine and not spooked at all.

"It isn't just because I'm now constantly at my sister's. I've been wanting kids for a while. Since we got together, to be precise."

"Can you imagine me as a dad?" Jay smirks, scrunching his nose.

"I can, actually. You would be a great dad. Teach our kids so many things. Spoil them."

"I would spoil them, to be honest."

We look each other in the eyes, the love we have for one another threatening to drown us. A small smile dances around Jay's lips.

"Can you imagine me with a son? I'd teach him b-boy and dance moves, and buy him and myself matching clothes.

"What? Nooo, I want a daughter for you! A sassy little girl, who's going to wrap you around her finger."

"You're right! A mini version of you."

"And then our son would be the spitting image of you and he would break every little girl's heart in kindergarten."

As I keep fantasizing about our yet nonexistent little family the smile slowly vanishes form my face.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm just trying to figure out how we're going to fit three kids into our busy lives."

"Easy. Just say the word and I'll drop everything. If you tell me you want a family, that will be the only thing I'll be focusing on."

"Really? Because it took my sister almost a year to get pregnant. And it didn't happen by accident either. She and my brother-in-law had to have sex at specific times."

"Ok, I don't need details." He laughs, attempting to shush me by placing his fingers on my lips.

"I'm just saying, it's actual work."

"Well, maybe we should get to work then?" Jay states, towering on top of me and I can't really tell if he's joking or not.

[thalfbloodloser]

turns out that yes; reading about something, and fundamentally understanding it, rarely prepares you for the moment it happens.

trigger / content warning: sexual assault, mentions of rape, incest and (implied) pedophilia.

i've read through countless accounts of sexual harassment, from strangers i've never met to people very close to me. most women - and whoever else was deemed so, at birth - i know were almost (if not actually) raped at least once. every single one of those tales broke my heart, giving faces and names and behaviors to big-bad fears i already had.

this sounds ridiculous now, but i genuinely thought i'd be ready for the time it inevitably happened to me. despite being a trans man, i'm not on testosterone yet, and...well, i look like a 15-ish year old butch lesbian. i knew it was bound to happen, really, and i always saw myself as very lucky and/or clever for managing to stay under the radar for so long.

...i thought i'd be able to recognize it. that i wouldn't struggle with self-doubt, fear and shame. that i was above it all, somehow, because i knew what to expect and i had the advantage many don't. i was wrong.

my uncle's hand squeezing my ass made my heart sink in a way it hadn't ever before. time stopped, for a moment, and suddenly i was alone in the world. so...lost. confused. the denial came first. because surely, i must've felt it wrong, right? he wouldn't actually touch me like that. not with bad intentions. why would he? he's part of my family!

the shame was second. it lingered. i still feel it, crawling under my skin, in the back of my head. i let it happen. i didn't say anything. i didn't defend myself. i was wearing shorts. i misunderstood him. i mentally accused my uncle of something horrible-

for the first time, i didn't want to tell my mom. i didn't want to tell my friends. for the first time, i felt (feel) so ashamed that i couldn't possibly let them know - nor see - how much of a weak, pathetic, defenseless crybaby i really am. it felt like too much.

i felt horrible for days and i couldn't even understand why. i couldn't possibly accept that i...i had been actually assaulted after so long. i thought i'd be nonchalant when it happened to me; specially if it wasn't "all that bad". so many people have it worse. i've read about so much worse than an inconvenient uncle. this shouldn't matter. so why does it hurt so bad to even think about it? why does my heart immediately race? why can't i properly breathe? why do i panic so bad?

i told my aunt. she has always been my safe space, but in that moment? i wanted to punish myself. i wanted to hear someone say "you got it all wrong, dirty-minded slut". i wanted to hear someone say "he's a religious man! your uncle! he would never!". i needed a reason for all the guilt i was feeling. but she, my beloved guardian angel, believed me instantly. she told me both about things i didn't know, and things i did not remember. about how he had always been a perverted man. a harasser who catcalled, flashed and touched women without their consent. how he was caught in various "compromising" (ie. sexual) situations with at least three of his prepubescent nieces. she called him "pedophile" point blank, no sugarcoating.

my aunt also told me that she had previously caught him staring at my bare legs. that was after she secretly decided to keep him under surveillance because i (nonchalantly) told her about him constantly staring at my tits (i rarely bind them at home). i thought it wasn't a big deal, but she didn't. she remembered, and, even though she thought i was joking/exaggerating, validated my feelings/worries by keeping a keen eye on him.

then i told her about all the uncomfortable waist squeezing and the incessant sloppy cheek kisses that sometimes got a bit too close to my mouth. i explained that i wouldn't see anything wrong with it, if it came from anyone else - from anyone i trusted. explained that i always felt weird when he did it, because it felt like he was ill intentioned. to my surprise, she was appalled. because of course she was. obviously. i don't know why i wasn't.

why did it take me so long to see how bad this is? to understand just how much his behavior affects me? i jumped to protect my cousin from him, recently. i told my cousin to run and cover his own tits, legs shaking because i did not want my uncle to look. to touch. how could i be so blind? did it have to come to this? did i do this to myself, by not telling him off? did i encourage it, somehow, by pretending (or believing) it was all sweet, "normal" family stuff? you should've seen his face. he wouldn't look at me - he left in a unusual hurry. he looked guilty, scared. his expression told me all i needed to know.

i feel emasculated. weird. disgusting. you name it. no matter what i eat, my mouth tastes bitter. no matter how many times i distract myself, my thoughts stray back to that moment. it shouldn't matter. it wasn't that serious. but it feels like the end of the world, and my brain keeps telling me that i deserved it. and that the people i love share its opinion. and that the next time it happens, when a dangerous stranger puts his hands on me in the middle of the night, i won't have my auntie to save me.

...c'est la vie.