#no but i think its good to talk about this stuff

[letherightonein]

@odiabonecessario

"I'm a firm believer that the manosphere is mainly popular because it's one of the few places where our struggles are acknowledged and even though its solutions aren't that much specific towards men ("go read books", "go take courses", "go to the gym" and all this stuff) it's the best we have"

I try to empathize with it and see from what place you come from, but I don't get it, tbh. In the best case, you are conflating MRA with the manosphere, in the worst...you are kinda biased(?

Manosphere started 20 years ago with pick up artists, men who teach other men how to get laid more. The main figures of that time, Rollo Tomassi, Roisy and Roosh V wrote in favor of things like pressuring women for sex, duluth model of domestic violence as a healthy way to have a relationship with women, and in Roosh V case, that it was a good idea to follow a drunk woman to her home and rape her.

Then MRA put its finger there, the pinnacle of involvement was with Cassie Jaye documentary "The RedPill". She received money from the redpill subreddit and -not lying, I was there- it dragged more people into the redpill and to figures like Tomassi and Paul Elam. Nowadays MRAs want to forget about Elam because of his page Register-Her and takes like that women shouldn't vote and that Belfort was right, but he did make MRA popular and international to begin with. Up to date I don't know what MRA have done for men, and Elam admitted to pocket all the money he got from men.

With PUA growing, incel communities and blackpill (MGTOW) communities grew too. And I don't think I should explain broadly how those are linked to actual murderers.

The core idea of the manosphere is that women are hypergamous, they have a destructive nature that will end civilization and create a larger and larger group of lonely antisocial men that will lead to an uprising against women. None of that is real, and is not a thing.

Manosphere created a non-problem with a non-solution. What makes it attractive is that its idea is marketable for a lot of groups, even feminists. They say "technology is causing loneliness", and all the proto luddites fall in the moral panic against dating apps. They say "women are causing low birthrates" and tradcons join to the moral panic against women's freedom of choice. On and on, and adding the male driven algorithms and the spicy stats that don't hold reality but make you viral in any social media.

In short, and talking to someone who cares about men: the world heard the manosphere instead of male victims and decided that the only crisis men are allowed to have is one that doesn't exist.

Men are listening to and giving their money to XYZ manosphere grifter instead of donating five dollars to movember or joining a club to mentor boys.

Thank u for tagging me @volo-thereforeiam

Some men expecting women/feminists to be the ones to advocate for "men's mental health" is so crazy to me because THEY'RE the reason mens' mental health is so awful😭 men are literally each others worst enemies yet for some reason we have to be the ones to advocate for them

[bambooswordwielder]

Obsessed with the fact that Shen Yuan only transmigrates when all the Peaklords have settled into their positions for a few years because the idea of Shang Qinghua being stuck watching Shen Jiu and Liu Qingge arguing for nth time about some budget detail that is DEFINITELY getting overblown now and just being stuck thinking

"Damn this would've been such a good enemies to lovers plot line... Imagine how much I could've made off of them..." and regretting not monetising their rivalry more before he killed off Liu Qingge ( "Oh and the angst Shen Qingqiu would've faced after his secret lover died and everyone blamed him for it! Fans would've been begging for more extras!" 🐹💔)

Like all the peaklords are desperately trying to mediate and fix the situation and Shang Qinghua is just imagining his one hundredth Fix-It Fic/AU where Shen Jiu is the King's trusted scholar and Liu Qingge is the King's personal bodyguard

Everyone thinks when a single tear falls from Shang Qinghua's eyes its because during Liu Qingge and Shen Jiu's fight they destroyed both his newly drafted budget (for the fifth time that month) and the fact they also destroyed the table (for the third time that week and the week just started)

Reality is Shang Qinghua is crying because he thought of an angsty death scene for the two Romeo and Juliet style because both their families couldn't accept them being together

Years of this pass and at some point he even picks up writing again (specifically about characters clearly based on Shen Jiu and Liu Qingge) and he gets really popular, popular enough his novels start to flood all of Cang Qiong and even Liu Mingyan takes some inspiration from them

Everyone knows damn well that the characters are clearly meant to be Peaklord Shen and Peaklord Liu, but no one tells because they all are legitimately waiting for the next volume of "Battle-to-your-poisonous-heart-and-peaches"

Does everyone know it's Shang Qinghua... Noooo.. Would anyone admit if they did know.... No.

Then all the sudden on day Shen Qingqiu suddenly looked in the dictionary and discovered what the word 'nice' is and now he doesn't abuse his students 🐹🤯

He even let himself get poisoned and potentially ruined his cultivation for life for Luo Binghe of all people!? Um excuse Airplane Logic, but the MC is supposed to only get all the good stuff AFTER he falls into the abyss!

And what's this about Liu Qingge helping to 'clear' his meridians so he has to personally visit Qing Jing peak every week?? Def something is off, an author knows fishy when he sees it

For how many years Shang Qinghua is stuck watching these two do their whole "You're my precious Shidi" and "I'll always be here for you" act and he's just stuck eating dogfood wondering when exactly is the marriage extra coming in and why the System won't tell me why Shen Qingqiu is acting all happy go lucky now

Shang Qinghua notices Shen Qingqiu talking to Yue Qingyuan more, he notices Qing Jing disciples running straight to Shen Qingqiu with joy and excitement rather than the reserved fear they had before, he notices how Shen Qingqiu only glares at him twice every meeting than before!

Maybe this isn't his version of PIDW, maybe it's a fan made version where Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu fall in love and with the power of love and friendship Shen Qingqiu learns to be kind and to care and isn't going to cause Luo Binghe to go down his dark path and maybe they can all have a happyily ever after—

*Endless Abyss Arc*

"Oh fuck–"

[Before Endless Abyss Arc]

*Shang Qinghua watching from a distance as Luo Binghe is practically clinging to Shen Qingqiu's side. Shen Qingqiu pats Luo Binghe's head and Luo Binghe does THAT smile he only does for his wives*

"Well this is an interesting fanfic..."

[After Airplane Reveal]

"Wait... So you're actually a transmigrater as well, Cucumber-Bro?"

"Yeah, and?"

"..."

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Do you hate, or have you at least at some point hated, Liu Qingge?"

"I– No–Wait what???"

"Let me reword it. Have you ever considered murdering him at one point?"

"WHYAREYOUASKINGMETHESEQUESTIONS!? YOUKNOWWHATHAPPENEDTOSHENJIU! IMNOTRISKINGHISFATE!"

"... So I'll take that as a no."

"OBVIOUSLY!?"

"So it's just a normal Friends to lovers 😮‍💨 No flavour 🙄"

Shang Qinghua was then brutally attacked.

[During the Five Years SY was dead]

*Shang Qinghua watching Liu Qingge go every single day to fight Luo Binghe for Shen Qingqiu's body*

"Oh my Airplane.... It's not a enemies-to-lovers... It's not Teacher X Disciple... It's a bloody love triangle with both! Oh how much money this plot would've made me 💔 I would've been able to pay for four months worth of rent and groceries!"

Random Disciple visiting An Ding: "Um.... Is Shang-Shibo okay? He fell on the ground?"

An Ding Disciple: "Leave him. He does that sometimes. Now about your budget request..."

*Shang Qinghua screaming in the background*

Random Disciple: "..."

An Ding Disciple: "..."

Random Disciple: "Should we check on–"

An Ding Disciple, now dragging other disciple away: "Let's settle this at your peak."

Years later when Bingqiu have already had their wedding and everyone has become somewhat tolerant of their relationship, Shang Qinghua just sighs loudly and Shen Yuan asks him what's up. Shang Qinghua looks him in the eyes and just shakes his head.

"My ship...💔"

"..."

"OW– Why did you have go hit me on the head!?"

"Because I don't want to know what's going on in there and I need to make sure what's in there stays in there."

[gaygentbrontosaurus]

what Haikyuu characters would be as roommates

(everyones in uni and an adult tho I am not living with any high school boys ever)

Hinata Shouyou

Nice, that being said doesn’t have any common sense or boundaries, doesn’t know where his stuff is, so he keeps using yours, LOUD and kinda smelly

Kageyama Tobio

Has no idea how to be a human or do ANY chores, can be trained to be a good roommate (takes time tho)

Tsukishima Kei

Could be the best roommate ever (quiet, clean) or the worst (passive aggressive), depending on who he rooms with, always asks before bringing people over, piss him off tho and he will throw a rager with Bokuto

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Probably one of the best on this list, cooks, cleans, always asks before bringing people over, husband material

Ennoshita Chikara

Also a strong choice, father in the making, can be kinda intimidating at first

Nishinoya Yuu

Hahahahaha just no

Tanaka Ryunosuke

Weirdly? A great roommate. Compassionate and understanding, respects your boundaries, ready to sweet talk you into parting with his friends, but rarely throws any parties at home

Sugawara Koushi

Seems like a good roommate but actually isn't one. He is really polite, but you think its all fake and he silently gets judgemental about the way you do chores. Also you feel like he knows all your secrets.

Azumane Asahi

Has no opinion or won’t voice any, so you will be always concerned if hes actually fine with the rules you set

Sawamura Daichi

Father - so great roommate, could fix a door or make dinner

Yahaba Shigeru

Hot take; hot but nasty, one of those pretty boys that wipe their hands into the couch after eating (looks are everything, living spaces? Def not), takeout boxes in the sink, kyoutani is always over and you can hear whatever they’re doing

Kyoutani Kentarou

Won't see him, always at yahabas, surprisingly clean and quiet at home

Iwaizumi Hajime

Good roommate, but you will probably never feel the need to talk? Like maybe 5 words per month and its about when the trash will be collected

imagine meeting oikawa one day when you know literally nothing about iwa

Oikawa Tooru

See yahaba, but more vocal and NEVER cleans the shower even tho his stuff takes up 80% of the shelves in the bathroom

Matsukawa Issei & Hanamaki Takahiro

Why have one bad roommate when you can have two?? They share a room, have the weirdest bed set up and sometimes sleep on one bed bcs you literally can’t get to the second one, but at least they’re fun

Terushima Yuuji

Always talks about hookups but actually has any and you know it cause you’re roommates, tolerably messy, just a guy

Aone Takenobu

Good roommate, clean and proper, but you are scared of starting conversations with him

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Has an Oikawa poster on the bathroom mirror and sometimes talks to him, so many plants in common spaces its starting to annoy you

Tendou Satori

Still pretends his hair is natural, even tho you are roommates and you know how long it takes him to style it. Acceptably messy, but everything is acceptable when he brings homemade sweets.

Shirabu Kenjirou

Uses a ruler to cut his hair so he is definitely insane. Lives like a man (no furniture, no bedsheets). Peaked in highschool - did you know he went to shiratorizawa?

Daisho Suguru

Surprisingly a very good roommate, everyone hates him tho and you don't know why.

Miya Atsumu

Just no. Straight man (derogatory)

Miya Osamu

Nice roomie, but Atsumu is always around which is not so nice. Still husband material.

Suna Rintarou

Bad roommate. Ok on most days, but impossible to argue with. When the dish soap runs out he will use hand soap bcs soap is soap right?

Haiba Lev

An adult that needs an adultier adult to live with. Cannot operate a dishwasher or a washing machine, good thing that his sister or yaku are over so often.

Kozume Kenma

Do you even have a roommate? The only time you see each other is at 2 am when you both want to shower.

Yamamoto Taketora

Like tanaka, but more awkward. At first tries a bit to hard to be your friend.

Kuroo Tetsurou

Good roommate, cleans, cooks, considerate of you but nosy af and will use the knowledge to pester you.

Yaku Morisuke

Mom material, seems like a good roommate, but will aggressively mother you.

Akaashi Keiji

An amazing roommate until he's not. When he’s mad or stressed he will make sure no one has a good time and you're sometimes afraid to leave the room when you know he has a deadline.

Bokuto Koutarou

Loud both awake and asleep (turns, snores, talks in his sleep). Tries VERY hard to be your best friend.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

You will go insane with his cleanliness standards.

Yachi Hitoka

Great roomie.

Shimizu Kiyoko

Good roommate but will always be better than you and give you gay panic.

Ukai Keishin

Heavy smoker so better get used to the cigarette smell.

Takeda Ittetsu

The only person on this list YOU can intimidate. Too busy to be home.

after discussing pros and cons of living with everyone we decided to do our top 3 and bottom 3 roommates

My friend that i did this with:

top:

3. Lev - seems fun and his sister can come over anytime ;)

2. Tanaka - I need someone to force me out of the house lmao

1. Iwa-chan - living with him would literally solve all my problems and i already own a pull up bar come to me iwa-chan

bottom:

3. Suna - literally my brother vibes and not sharing a wall with him drastically improved the quality of my life

2. Tsukki - if I was a haikyuu character I would be tsukki and I could never live with myself

1. Suga - i will not be judged on the way i vacuum the living room carpet he can keep his opinions to himself

Me:

top:

3. Takeda - i like things my way and he will do as i ask, also he is never home

2. Kuroo - he's H O T, even tho he pesters me hes still h o t while doing it

1. Ushijima - hes weird im weird i feel like we gonna vibe. bonus points that my plants will never die anymore

bottom:

3. Atsumu - loud, dirty, god complex

2. Hinata - he will use my favourite bowls and i will not have the courage to tell him to stop because it feels so minor but actually is not

1. Akaashi - just no, my mom actually acts like that and its stresses the fuck out of me, I’m not gonna live with my mom 2.0

what's your top/bottom three and why?

[ssaluss]

I had to open my notes so now sh¡t got serious! First of all i want to apologize for my broken english, i can read it really well but when it comes to forming sentences my mind just slips off sometimes.

Second: i LOVE rambling and reading others rambling, make me feel part of something and i really like adding to others ideas and all, glad you liked it ^^

Im feeling better and i don't know how to add more but i really enjoy this concept so lets dive into it again!

The lab thing also makes more sense in a way that i don't see shadow being a deadbeat parent, not in the present, less so in the future with a more mature shadow and even if they trapped him or whatever, he would fight till his last breath if he knew there was someone depending on him. Knowing that its following the 2006 line ill still say that silver is a second attempt at recreating project Shadow, by GUN it adds the sour taste, by some illegal company it adds some mistery about how they got the information and why they want it, also adds to why they never went after him, maybe GUN discovered this stole data and whiped out the illegal lab just like they did in the ark or it just got destroyed with everything in the future.

Just cause i think its cool, for some reason when reading about the subspecies my brain went "Ah Yes, the concil" and i can't stop calling them that. Going by the logic here, it could also explain the more "eel-like" appearence in the drawing, there's no need to be bulkier, they're slender so it's easier to scape danger situations without making a fuss. The orca in the doom surf could come out of necessity, they're kinda agressive, as this subspecies being weaker, it could be a mean of protection, as, at least silver, is a target while doom surfing (i also wanna add that while shadow surfs, silver could dive, he doesn't needs to surf but dive is a good abilitie for him not only lore but gameplay wise cause it differenciates, it also creates the situation of him not being afraid to swin cause he knows he can do that, he simply thinks its linked to some power he still can't truly reach when he wants, just when he needs).

The control part actually adds to my first reblog of this when he can be an enemy cause of the control, it also can be used for some good angst in a way that he wouldn't know why he can't resist, and after all, he has a good heart so why is his head full of this bloodlust?

Socially its just funny to think about him staring at people subconsciently thinking his words made trough (he just weirded someone out, they called the Police once)

I think past shadow would want to keep his distance not only because he's weirded out, but depending on what shadow we're talking about, i assume he would be afraid of caring this deeply, specially cause he don't even know silver well, he doesn't want to grow attached and even not wanting to be friends or have anything with silver, he still cares and it scares him, he's still (living and) learning how to properly care about his friends, Rouge and Omega, and with them it was more natural, he is taking his time and all, with silver is all too confusing.

The sonic bit i imagine Shadow seeing a chance and taking it or maybe it was sonic making a joke that made it click, like a "how did you know he meant that? Do the "ultimate lifeform" (imagine the fingers quoting and he imitating shadow) have telepathy now or you're just hanging a lot with ames and got addicted to that card stuff or whatever?" If shadow took a chance i imagine him just brushing something off and going "the kid had a plan, he explained it"

"...He didn't explain sh-"

As silver is more related to shadow then just being B.A. and all, maybe the link is different, more personal, maybe in a normal situation with just other B.A. He would hear the call, simple and clean, but with silver he has the urge to act, he doesn't know yet but some part of him already sees silver as family and has a different bond.

It does not help Shadow that Silver is in fact younger and naturally people tend to give more attention to the younger people close in danger situations and they work well together, the chance is they would be paired up to fight anyway, but got separated while fighting.

I also don't know about B.A. biology but alongside my headcanon that they are produced, not conceived, hence the unique nature of the bond of the hedgehogs, i also headcanon that their blood is a darker Red, almost black even when fresh, so if silver got hurt shadow just got a nod to what he already felt...

The blood trail is dark as night but with a unmistakable Red tint to it.

Not that far, Silver just laying with a pained expression, but in his eyes its like he knew he would come, even so when he appeared the younger one looked surprised.

"S-shadow? How did you..."

"I heard it"

And now Silver is the one who got questions

If we keep this well have a full A fic just needing edition lol

People talking about what if Shadow was Silver’s dad y’know but NOT ONCE have I seen anyone say that if that’s true, then Silver has black arms blood

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

@steddiemas week 3 - Eggnog, Baking, Sweater, Pine

rating: T | words: 1,670

this isn't late idk what you're talking about

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The feeling of Steve’s lips on his cheek haunts him for days after Steve helped him decorate.

Every time he looks at the tree, every time he sits down on the couch, hell, if he even looks at that damn spot in front of the couch, he can feel Steve’s kiss.

And now, a week later, he’s on his way to Steve’s house to help with his decorating.

“You’re abnormally quiet.” Max says, startling Eddie out of another round of Steve Kiss Reminisce (good thing too, as this one had started to push on past the first chaste cheek kiss into Steve lips on his neck, his collarbone, his ches—), “Hello?? Earth to Munson?”

“Shut up. Sorry, What?”

“What are you thinking so hard about?”

“The next campaign.” he answers immediately.

She squints at him from behind her coke-bottle glasses, “Uh huh. Sure you were.”

“I was! Gotta figure out this new royal character…”  he argues, pulling into the Harringtons’ driveway, “He can’t just be any ol’ Joe Schmoe.”

Max scoffs as Eddie shifts into park, unbuckling her belt at the same time she’s opening the door. “Yeah okay.”

Eddie swears he hears her mumble something else, but it’s too quiet. Something that sounded a lot like “As if it’s gonna be anything but a Steve clone..” but that couldn’t be.

He follows her to the front door, catching up to her when the door opens in front of them. 

“Wow, it smells great in here.” Max says, marching through the door like she owns the place

“Steve’s been baking since he woke up,” Robin says, ushering Eddie through the door behind her, “He’s super excited about this cheesecake recipe he found, and has been making truckloads of gingerbread.”

“And roast!” Steve calls as Eddie wrestles his boots off his feet without untying the laces.

“And roast,” Robin echoes, “It’s been taunting me with its smells for the last four hours.”

Steve emerges from one of the kitchen doors as Eddie finally removes his boots, a mug in each of his hands, “Eggnog or hot cocoa, Ed?”

Eddie about folds at the sight of him. Maroon sweater today instead of the yellow one that haunts both his dreams and nightmares, plain white apron tied snug to his waist, fuckin’ flour smeared on his cheek and in his hair..

“Nog me up, big boy,” he says, super chill-like, reaching for the mug that isn’t streaming steam into the air.

Steve snorts a laugh and passes him the mug, ushering him and Robin back into the living room after Max.

The living room looks like Christmas threw up all over it.

The tree is only maybe a third of the way built, one of those put-together-yourself artificial trees that, given how wide around it is even now, will certainly be close to scraping the ceiling by time it’s fully assembled.

There are boxes and totes and shiny tinsel garland strewn about everywhere, green gold and red ornaments that have many a’dollar on his and Wayne’s similarly colored collection, and an already impressive length of popcorn and cranberry garland that three of the boys are working on on the carpet.

Well, Lucas is working hard on it, Dustin seems to be helping by lining up the next pieces on the floor in front of Lucas (popcorn, popcorn, popcorn, cranberry, popcorn, popcorn, popcorn, cranberry..), while Mike sneaks handfuls of the stuff into his cheeks.

Robin plops onto her usual spot at one end of Steve’s couch, picking up a long mass of crinkled ribbon as she does, and Max sits in the recliner at one end of the room, taking the mug of hot chocolate Steve hands her once she’s settled.

“Joyce will be here with El and Will soon, and roast will be done in a couple hours so chop chop on that tree.”

None of the boys acknowledge him, so Eddie takes it upon himself to. “You got it boss, where do you want me?” 

He busies himself with shedding his hat and jacket, completely missing the spluttering cough Steve does before responding. “You wanna help Mike finish assembling the tree?”

“On it Jefe,” Eddie says, spinning on his heel to salute Steve, following the spin around again to look down at Mike (still on the floor). “Let’s go Micycle, up and at ‘em.”

With plenty of colorful commentary, he and Mike manage to snap the monster of a tree together in almost no time at all. 

The hooked ends of each branch are passed up to Mike on the ladder once it gets too tall for either of them to manage, and, in a bit of trivia that only Eddie is privy to now, Mike similarly gets entranced by ‘fixing’ the branches as Steve did with Eddie’s tree.

Robin’s gotten all the wire-edged ribbon un-crinkled, Lucas and Will are finishing up the last few feet of the garland, El and Dustin took on the task of laying out the ridiculous amount of lights and checking for blown bulbs, and Max has moved to the center cushion of the couch in order to lay out all the best ornaments and check that they all haven’t lost their hooks.

So, once the ladder is no longer needed, Eddie leaves Mike to his fluffing and moves to sit beside Max in Robin’s vacated spot closest to the tree.

This also gives him the perfect sightline to the kitchen where Steve is contentedly flitting about all over the kitchen, back and forth from sheets of cookies to the still simmering roast, and back again with a new colored frosting in hand.

Back and forth, back and forth, Eddie watches Steve move around the kitchen with the practiced ease only someone overly familiar with a space could have. Shit, if Eddie tried to move from one spot to the next like that in his kitchen? Well, one, there’s not that much room in his, but more imoportantly, he’s barely ever got a clue where one thing is on any one day, despite Wayne insisting he puts everything back in the exact same place.

…Whatever. All that to say that it’s quite entertaining, like watching him dance…

Should he join him? He could picture it sure, sliding into the room and being so familiar with the place that he and Steve have become one fluid machine.. 

Before his imagination has gone too far off the deep end (the Harringtons’ kitchen definitely did not just morph into a cramped and dingy but well-loved kitchen of a two bedroom apartment in Chicago, (he lies)), Eddie’s attention is yanked back with a sudden sharp tug at his hair.

“Ow! What the–” Eddie reaches to where the few strands had definitely been pulled free, only to find several somethings hooked into his hair. “What are you doing?”

He turns, and Max looks almost offended that he’s protesting. “I’m decorating the tree.”

”You may be blind, but you know damn well I'm not a tree, Maxine.” Eddie grumbles, trying to pull out the baubles and wincing when a hook gets stuck.

Instead of helping, Max hooks another ornament into his hair. “Might as well be with all the pining you’re doing.”

Eddie freezes, looks over at her, and sputters out a high pitched “What are you— no I’m n— he– I–” then leans in closer, “Again, I reiterate, you’re blind.. How the fuck do you know that?”

“You’re too quiet.” she shrugs, “Except the sighing. You’re doing a lot of sighing.”

Okay, fair, “How in the hell’d you know it was Steve?”

She gives him a shit eating grin.

Aw shit..

“I didn’t.” she grins, and Eddie’s mortified, but before he can even say anything, Max continues on with, “I’m kidding dude, I knew it was Steve. You always start sighing like a wife awaiting her husband’s return from war whenever he isn’t around; it’s even worse when he is…”

Eddie goes quiet for three whole seconds. “Well, I’m outta here.”

The others look up from their tasks “Wait, what?” Lucas asks at the same time Dustin says, “Eddie? Where’re you going?”

“I have to go lay down in the middle of the road before the 5:30 bus comes along.” he says, already at the door and tugging on his sneakers. “I’ve only got 3 minutes to get down onto Main Street.”

“Wh–”

“It comes down Cornwallis at 5:35, might be simpler to go there instead” Max calls after him

Eddie snaps his fingers and points in her direction, “You’re a real one, Mad Max. Well, It’s been great guys, but I’ve been embarrassed past the point of no return, and as such, I must never return. Aideau.”

He gives a fake little bow to the protesting gremlins and turns to the front door, only to find Steve standing against it, his arms crossed and face scowling.

“There will be no getting run over by buses on my watch, Munson. Get back in there, dinner’s almost ready.”

“...I don’t think the apron’s helping your tough guy schtick, Dingus.” Robin calls, very obviously trying to stifle laughter.

Steve ignores her, “Quit being so dramatic, Eddie, the ornaments aren’t that bad.”

Eddie forgot about the things to be completely honest, but Steve steps forward from the door, grabs him by the shoulders, and spins him back toward the still tinsel-covered mess of a living room, “Now get back to it, I’d like to have my tree done before Christmas.”

There’s a teasing tug at his hair, a shift of clothes, then one of Steve’s arms is wrapping over his shoulder and holding out a newly freed ornament for Eddie to take.

He does, and with a little nudge, Eddie’s back in the living room and Steve’s heading back to the kitchen.

There’s a short pause, Robin still doing her best not to laugh, the boys are thoroughly confused, then Max says, “Can I borrow that garland when you’re one with it? I just thought of a much better use for it.”

dividers from @steddiecameraroll-graphics!

[maxbuck]

the way some people are talking about kennys return is so fascinating to me. saying stuff about how hes too good of a solos star to need the be with the elite or anyone else and it's like i dont care if you dislike the bucks a lot of people do, but kenny won the world title and gave a speech about how its thanks to the power of love and friendship. he survived blood and guts because ibushi came to save him. kenny omega is literally like an anime protag his entire story is about how love conquers all and you're booing his dreams. i think maybe you dont understand his character at all

[velvetvexations]

That answer saying that gay men don't have a specific word for their oppression, unlike lesbians with "lesbophobia" and do fine with just the word "homophobia"... This is straight up incorrect. "Gayphobia" is the word used to talk about the specific oppression of gay men. I don't think the word is super common in English, but in French (my main language), we definitely use the word gayphobie to talk about discrimination about gay men.

Homophobie is our generic blanket term and it's way more widespread, but when talking about different, gendered subtypes of homophobia, then it would be lesbophobie and gayphobie. I'm 100% sure I've seen it used by well-known LGBT organizations like SOS Homophobie and in more "academic" or "official" contexts, so it's not some "online" term. And I don't think I've ever seen backlash against the word among francophones (and we definitely have our share of stupid LGBT discourse lol) ? People do not think it's "ripping off" lesbophobia or anything, I feel like we all understand that it's more convenient to have a concise, specific word for that concept instead of having to constantly say lengthy stuff like "homophobia specifically against gay men".

(If anything, I'd say having a specific word is even seen by some people as a good thing because it decenters gay men as the "default identity" regarding homophobia and makes the discussion about homophobia more "balanced" by putting all the specific gay male things in their own box when needed... Like, they don't experience "regular homophobia", there's no "regular" homophobia. It just presents differently when against men (gayphobia) or women (lesbophobia), each with its own set of stereotypes and issues.

But then again, gay men are the ones considered hypervisible while lesbians are more invisibile, whereas with transphobia, it's the other way around gender and visibility-wise... I guess if we really have to make comparisons of trans labels with sexual orientation labels, then it should rather be with biphobia since, like trans men, bi men are invisibilized... But I'm not sure if separate terms have been coined for biphobia against bi women and bi men...?)

Fascinating! Thank you for sharing, anon.

[crazylittlejester]

Hey Jes could you pretty please give me a thorough rundown of the cannon Hyrules Warriors events

ie the actual stuff that happens in game.

Bc I really want to write stuff for HW and Lu as well as make theory posts for it but idk much of anything abt HW

Jes this is a free invitation to fucking yap to an extreme about hyrule warriors

Cause all I know is the first 10 minutes of it, Zelda has bad dream, we see link fighting, battle happens , link fight and got brunt by Volga he is now the hero and that’s it

So pretty please tell me abt HW

so the thing about hw is you can understand like 80% of the plot from JUST the cutscenes, and someone put it together like a movie on youtube and this is only like an hour long:

admittedly i have not played this game in a while and i forgot some of the smaller things about it, so my apologies if any of this is wrong but in summary:

the game starts with the war coming to the castle and then Link, some random ass soldier, runs into Volga on the field and Volga is genuinely kinda like “can you get your unimportant ass out of the fucking way good lord” and he tries to kill Link (and Impa too i think) and this awakens the triforce or something and then boom: Link is revealed to be the hero and everyone’s kinda like “oh good we found him!!” while Link, mid battle, is like “oh what the fuck…” and at the end of this first battle Zelda goes missing (they find her next battle, but she’s Sheik and they don’t know that)

Ganon was split into like four different pieces and he was Not too happy about this so he decided to corrupt this sorceress and she got split into two people, Lana and Cia, and Ganon basically promised Cia Link as like a war prize if she helped him basically put himself back in one piece and the pieces of Ganon were stuck in different timelines so that’s why all these portals get opened, because the bad guys need to get all of Ganon in one spot but this ALSO allowed Link to get allies from said times, like Midna and Fi

basically the first half of the game is them trying to close these gates to other times IN said other times so shit can go back to normal and for all of five seconds yay the war was over, but then what ends up happening is the Ganon Pieces get unstuck and he forms a whole dude again and he’s a little pissed (and i think this happened because the master sword was pulled and that’s what was holding back the fourth piece of Ganon? i don’t remember its been a hot minute) anyways Ganon takes Zant and Ghirahim and steals the ENTIRE triforce, and Link finds a way to kick his ass anyway, which is CRAZY and not enough people talk about the fact that Wars beat a fully triforced Ganon

Edit: JUST AN ADDITION, but im pretty sure he is canonically just a commander, not a captain (my dear mutual @hyruledwarriorr probably knows more than i do about that one, and also he might have things to add to this he loves hw alskkdkd)

[skellycrows]

dpxdc fantasy au (dead tired)

of course the moment i start posting on here and planning a fic i get sick LMAO. gave me time to start actually watching Danny Phantom though, so i know a bit more about what I'm talking about, which is nice. also finally managed to do a draft design for Tim in this AU, which will get posted sometime soon-ish.

After a bunch (ten minutes) of research I decidedly gave up and have decided to make up my own rules for how Amity Kingdom is going to work structure wise- mainly because getting Tim a way into the court is frustrating if i follow EXACTLY how real royal courts work.

SO!!! In Amity kingdom, the court is all decided by the ruling monarch. That means that even if someone was in the court as say, a duke, for the former ruler (cough cough dark pariah), when the new ruler took the throne their position would not be guaranteed. Danny filling up his court with a mix of fae (ghost equivalent) and humans to advise him- in Amity, the fae generally mingle with the humans. think, lunch lady working in a kitchen of some sort and it being accepted, if just barely. its a fragile balance, getting the two worlds to get along, but due to so much exposure, Amity's citizens aren't impacted by the primal fear and spooky shit as much. because this isn't exactly like pre-established fae creatures, I'm making it up with a mix of myths, and i want them to be off-putting. Also, the human citizens have their own magics and alchemy created specifically to combat and deal with the fae (equivalent of Fenton tech) when necessary, and so... yeah, Danny has Fright Knight teaching the soldiers. Yeah, Ember is a court musician. Yeah, they're both still Different from the human characters.

Amity's throne is also won through right of conquest, and the same is true in the infinite lands- meaning when Dark Pariah ruled over both, whoever beat him would rule over both. This also really fucked with fae-human relationships in Amity, so Danny has his work cut out for him resolving everything, ruling essentially a kingdom and a whole dimension, and having... no training in the slightest. not to mention, a large part of the court had to be stripped of their titles due to plotting against him or just generally not supporting his rule.

So you can imagine how desperate the poor boy is for aid. He has his friends and he has council in the infinite realms that upholds a good deal of the stuff there, but you know what he doesn't have?

Humans that know how to deal with mfing POLITICS. Sam is helpful for activism and agriculture, Tucker is helpful with alchemy, Jazz is helpful with... most things, really, but even she doesn't know how to run a country!!! She's best with organizing humanitarian efforts and healthcare and communication, not the logistics! The only person he knows that has a good grasp on all that stuff is Vlad, and asking Vlad for help is like asking to be manipulated into furthering the bastards agenda. And currently that man's agenda is to steal Danny's throne. The only reason he retained his title (duke? archduke maybe? undecided) when Danny took his throne is that keeping the man there quells a chunk of the people that disapprove of Danny's rule.

Also, again, like him or not, the guy knows what he's doing.

So yeah, when Danny's out on a visit to the city and discovers an outsider boy fighting a group of bandits, of course Danny helps him. (Tim would have been so very fine alone, but the help is appreciated). Protecting people, at least, is something he knows how to do. And then, well, the guy's an OUTSIDER, he doesn't know anything about how to survive in Amity, of course Danny's gonna show him around a bit and teach him some of the rules of survival! And maybe he doesnt mention his title at first, because its nice being treated a bit more normally. (Tim is watching this uncannily beautiful man warily the whole time- because something seems Off about him, about the way he holds himself, about the way the citizens treat him.)

And maybe he lets slip a few things about how the current king is struggling to settle in, and the new boy has an oddly expansive knowledge bank of taxes and trade and handling political factions and disputes and-

Well, Danny feels a bit like he can breathe for the first time in months. Its not perfect advise, of course- Gotham doesn't have the same types of problems as Amity but Ancients! The boy catches on to everything so quickly, and he seems so well equipped, and Danny needs to get him to come to the palace with him. He'd make an excellent advisor-

But maybe he'll just start with offering him a place to stay as a guest.

Tim is both pleased and paranoid when he immediately gets an in with the actual KING because its so convenient for his goals, but things never go this well. Something's Going to give, at some point, but for now he has no choice but to play along. Maybe it'll work out easily after all.

[alyssaswrld999]

See You Again - JJ Maybank x reader

Authors Note: (I cried making this)

Pov: Y/n keeps seeing jj after his death. She hasn't been the same sense. Her brother John B and the others are worried about her. Even Rafe Cameron is worried about her

It's been a long day without you my friend...

Mine and John B's dad used to tell us stories. Some were happy and some were sad. Most of the stories were about a sailor and his adventures out in the sea. Me and John B would spend hours on the boat pretending to just be like that sailor.

Those were the good times and those memories will always be in my heart and in my soul. Our dad helped us be good. But the people that have helped me the most with finding out who I am is John B and the rest of the pogues. Especially the one and only JJ Maybank.

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again..

After our dad went missing we weren't the same for awhile. Our Uncle was off doing his own thing but mostly MIA. Our mom left when we were younger and haven't seen her since. So it was just me and John B spending time with our friends.

To be honest life seemed so much better and easier with being around my brother and our friends. It was more fun and uplifting even through the bad stuff. Sure we all had our disagreements and our fights but at the end of the day we all made up and things were okay again.

We've come a long way from where we began..

Ever since that summer after our dad went missing we have come a long way. With the treasure hunt for the gold and the cross. Finding and meeting new friends. Surviving together and losing people.

Oh I'll tell you all about it when I see you again..

Its been a struggle for the most of the journey. Having all this new stuff tower over us and having to fight through it. But we keep fighting every second of the way.

When I see you again..

There have been plenty memories running through my mind lately. My whole mind keeps spinning and it's hard to focus on the stuff around me. It's like my mind keeps trapping me in a world of just my memories and its hard to get out of my own head.

Damn who knew all the planes we flew..

"Y/n?" I heard someone say. I look up and seen John B standing in front of me. "Hmm?" I asked. John B looked at me concerned and I don't blame him.

"You okay? You seem like your in a daze" John B said. I shake my head and force a smile. "Yeah im good JB" I said walking past him.

Good things we been through..

As I walk past him I kept having these thoughts circle around my brain. As if someone was spinning a globe of the earth around like a ball. I kept having a headache at how quickly I was thinking and I stopped walking.

That I'd be standing right here talking to you..

All of a sudden I'm day dreaming again. I could move but in reality I wasn't moving. I was walking down the dock back home. I kept walking and then I seen someone standing there. It was jj..

Bout another path..

"Hey y/n" jj said turning towards me. I smile and walk towards him. "Hey jj" I said standing next to him. "Do you wanna go fishing later? Today seems like the perfect day" jj asked. I nod my head and look over at jj. "Yeah im down. And your right it does seem like a perfect day for fishing."

I know we loved to hit the road and laugh..

I look out at the water and smiled. The air felt nice and the sun was shining. It was a perfect normal summer day.

But something told me that it wouldn't last..

I come back to reality and realized it was just a memory. I sighed and rubbed my face. I was clearly exhausted and needed to get some sleep. I lay down next to the fire and try to go to sleep.

Had to switch up..

I sighed as I turned to get comfortable and then I closed my eyes. I heard the fire crackling and it sounded peaceful.

Look at things different see the bigger picture..

I didn't know when I exactly fell asleep but I knew I was dreaming. Next thing I see is me and the others back home like it was just any other day.

Kiara was on the couch in the house scrolling on her phone. Pope and Cleo were in the kitchen cooking food. But Sarah, John B, and JJ weren't in the same room.

Those were the days hard work forever pays..

I walk outside and onto the back porch. The breeze felt nice and I kept walking towards our bait shop. As I enter the shop I seen Sarah organizing the shelves. "Hey Sarah" I said sitting on the counter. Sarah turned towards me and smiled. "Hey Y/n. If your looking for John B or jj they are on the boat" Sarah said as she went back to organizing the shelves.

I nodded my head and turn to look out at the boat. I seen John B and JJ drinking some beer. I smiled and laughed. "Of course they are drinking beer. Should have known" I mumbled and make my way towards the boat.

Now I see you in a better place..

I walk down the ramp and climb onto the boat. "Hey you two" I said looking at John B and JJ. They both look at me and smile. "Hey y/n come grab a beer" jj said. I smile as John B hands me a beer and I open it. I sit down and take a sip.

How could we not talk about family..

"This is the life huh" I ask JJ. JJ looks at me and nods his head as he sips his beer. "This is the life" jj said.

When family's all that we got..

I wake up from my dream and I sit up. It was still dark and the fire was still going. I sighed and look to see everyone asleep. I get up quietly and go make my way to use the bathroom.

As I continue walking away from the little camp site we made I kept having jj run through my mind.

Everything i went through you were standing there by my side..

JJ was always there for me and John B. Through all the good and the bad. JJ was always around before Kie and Pope showed up. He was my brothers best friend since the 3rd grade.

And now your gonna be with me for the last ride..

Even though jj was John B's best friend he was mine too. Me and jj had a lot of things in common. And he was easier to talk to about certain things I couldn't with John B. He understood how I felt about certain things and cared for everyone.

It's been a long day without you my friend..

"You know if you keep walking your gonna get lost" I heard a voice say. I stop and slowly turn around. It was jj standing there looking at me with his arms crossed.

"jj.." I whispered. JJ nodded and walked towards me. "The one and only" jj whispered back.

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again..

I let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding and my eyes tear up. "I- I'm sorry" I mumbled. My stomach hurt and It felt like someone was squeezing me to death. I was happy to see jj but it also hurt knowing it wasn't real.

We've come a long way from where we began..

"Hey what are you sorry for princess" jj asked. I look up at him and I had tears falling down my face. "I- I couldn't save you this time jj.." I answered.

Oh I'll tell you all about it when I see you again..

"Y/n this isn't your fault. Please don't start blaming yourself over me. You know it's not your fault" jj said. JJ pulled me in for a hug and he rubbed my back.

When I see you again..

I break down in front of him and I normally never do that with anyone. JJ has only seen me do it once and it was over everything that was going on. When the pogues see me upset they know somethings wrong.

First you both go out your way and the vibe is feeling strong..

I hold onto jj tight and I fall to my knees. "I can't take this anymore jj I can't" I whispered. JJ comforts me and rubs my back. "It's okay y/n it's okay" jj whispered back.

And what's small turned to a friendship..

"It's not okay jj..." I mumbled. I continue crying and I was shaking. I try to control my breathing but it was hard. "I- I can't... I can't live life like this.. I lost you... I lost my bestfriend" I cried out.

A friendship turned to a bond..

JJ holds me and let's me cry out. He wanted me to get my feelings out. He didn't like how I would hold my feelings inside. He would always joke about me being a bottle of soda and one mento away from an explosion.

And that bond will never be broken..

I fall asleep after crying so much. I was back to dreaming and the scene was different this time. It was a memory instead. I could see myself sitting in the Twinkie with jj and we were smoking a joint.

I was always jj's buddy for smoking weed so it was usually common for us to be seen smoking. "Hey jj can I tell you something" I said handing him back the joint. JJ grabbed the joint and looked at me. "Yeah what's up" jj said.

"Look uhm I've liked you for a long time. And I just wanted to tell you also that if you don't like me back that's totally cool. Because I don't want anything to also happen to our friendship" I said.

The love will never get lost..

JJ nods his head and looks at me seriously. "Y/n I-" jj began to say but we got interrupted by John B getting back in the car. "Hey guys I got everything on the list" John B said handing us the bag of snacks.

I smile at John B and look at the bag. "Thanks JB" I said grabbing a bag of chips. "No problem sis" John B replied as he started the car.

And when brotherhood comes first..

Later that day it was late and jj went home. I was in my room asleep until I heard a knock on my window. I wake up and seen jj at my window wanting to be let inside. I was confused by him being here this late at night and I get up from my bed.

Then the line will never be crossed..

I open the window and move out of the way so jj can come inside. "JJ are you okay? It's the middle of the night" I asked. JJ stands up and looks down at the floor. I observe the way he was acting and I realized it had something to do with Luke. I close the window and face jj.

Established it on our own when that line had to be drawn..

"JJ talk to me" I said looking up at him. JJ was tense and he was shaking. I grab his hand softly and I then stand In front of him. "Hey I'm here" I said softly and looked up at him. He looked down at me and had a tear go down his eye.

"Y/n..." jj mumbled. I nod my head and look at him concerned. "I'm here jj.." I whispered. I hug jj and he then breaks down. JJ hugged me back and started crying into my shoulder.

I rub the back of his head and I let him cry it out. "It's gonna be okay jj I'm here" I told him as I held onto him. JJ held me tighter and cried more into my shoulder.

I led him to my bed and helped him sit down. "Here let me help" I said as I take off his boots. I then pull back the blanket and let him get underneath it. JJ grabbed my hand softly and looked at me. "Please stay.. I don't wanna be alone right now" jj mumbled. I nodded my head and smiled.

"I'll stay" I replied as I make my way towards the other side of my bed. I get under the covers next to jj and I look at him. "You comfy? I can get some more pillows or blankets" I asked. JJ looked over at me and shook his head.

"I'm fine. Thank you" jj replied. I nod and put my head on my pillow and look at jj. JJ pulled me closer and laid his head into my chest. I hold him and play with his hair.

And that line is what we reached..

JJ fell asleep and pretty soon I did too. It was nice to know I calmed jj down and that he felt safe again. JJ knew I loved him and cared about him. We never dated or made anything official between us. Then pretty soon he was with Kie and I was happy for him.

After he got with Kie he knew I was still there as a friend and I stepped back a little. The most selfless thing I could do is let the man I love be with someone else. Even though I didn't want to let him go I still did because it was the best thing I could do.

So remember me when I'm gone..

Even though jj and I weren't in a relationship our friendship was much stronger. He and the other pogues were mine and John B's family. JJ always has a special place in my heart. And I know it was the same for him with me.

JJ and I were still close after that whole night he stayed over because of Luke. He knew that if he had anymore problems with his dad he could tell me and John B.

How could we not talk about family when family's all that we got..

I wake up from my dream and I felt someone carrying me. I looked up and seen the person and it was Rafe. But I couldn't think clearly and next thing I know I spoke.

"JJ?" I mumbled. Rafe looked down at me concerned and then smiled sadly at me. "No y/n it's rafe" rafe replied. I slowly go back to sleep and hold onto him.

Everything I went through you were standing there by my side..

Later after I fell asleep I wake up and I was back at the camp. I sit up and it was still dark but Rafe was awake. "Rafe?" I mumbled. Rafe looked over at me and smiled. "You okay?" Rafe asked. I nodded my head and I sit up. "Yeah I think so" I replied.

And now you gonna be with me for the last ride..

I look over and seen the others were still asleep. Me and Rafe were sitting a bit away from everyone. "Hey y/n uhm about earlier.." Rafe began to say but stopped. I look over at him and I was confused.

"Yeah?" I said. Rafe sighed and rubbed his head. "I heard you crying and went to look for you. Then I found you asleep on the ground. I carried you back here and you woke up for a bit." Rafe said and I nodded.

"You called me jj." Rafe finished. I frown and sigh as I look down at my feet. "Im sorry I thought you were jj. It's just.. im not myself right now" I said. Rafe nodded and then looked over at the fire.

So let the light guide your way yeah..

"It's okay Y/n I understand. But I want you to know something" Rafe said. I look up at Rafe and I hold my legs. "Whats that?" I asked. Rafe looked back at me and smiled a little. "If you need to talk about anything that's going on you can talk to me. Or any of the pogues." Rafe answered.

I nodded my head and smile softly at rafe. "Thank you Rafe. That means a lot" I replied. Rafe nodded his head and smiled at me.

Hold every memory as you go..

My mind kept spinning but not as much from earlier. I didn't want anyone to worry about me even Rafe. But it is comforting to know they do care.

And every road you take..

"I just kinda wish I could go back in time you know? Fix everything or just do things differently" I said. Rafe looks at me and nods his head. "I don't blame you there. I understand were your coming from" Rafe replied.

Will always lead you home..

I smile at Rafe and it felt nice to have something in common with him. It almost felt like how me and jj were with our friendship. Next thing I see is JJ sitting next to Rafe and looking at me.

"Yeah.. and maybe I would be able to say more stuff I didn't get to say. Or do some things I never got to do" I mumbled. Rafe looks at me and nods his head again. JJ kept looking at me and he nods his head to.

It's been a long day without you my friend..

"But then again I know that the people I miss are in a better place" I continued. I look at JJ and I smiled. "And it's also good to know they aren't hurting anymore." I added.

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again..

Rafe got up and sat beside me. He then put his arm around my shoulder and sighed. "Even though jj got on my nerves I could tell he was a good friend to you and the others." Rafe said.

I nodded my head and I pat his hand. I look at jj and he didn't seem mad at Rafe sitting beside me. JJ seemed happy and he also seemed like I would be taken care of by the others. Maybe even rafe as well.

We've come a long way from where we began..

"He wasn't just a good friend to all of us.. he was the best. And when I see him again one day thats the first thing I'm gonna tell him." I replied. JJ grinned at me and nodded his head.

Oh I'll tell you all about it when I see you again..

Rafe pulled me closer and held me. It was comforting and a hug is all I needed right now. I hug Rafe back and then I seen jj get up.

When I see you again..

JJ looks back at me and then slowly starts to walk away. But then he turns again and looks at me smiling again.

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-..

I smiled at him and I start to tear up again. JJ knew that I loved him. Even seeing him now in spirit he definitely knew.

When I see you again..

JJ was the king of friendship through and through. He kept us all together through the good and the bad. He was loyal, kind, selfless and just an amazing person.

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh..

And deep down I know that jj has changed my life forever. Because I wouldn't be the person I am today without jj maybank.

See you again..

JJ waved at me and I waved back at him slowly. JJ then turned around and kept walking. Next thing I know I seen mine and John B's dad. He smiled at me and then put his arm around jj.

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh..

I wave at my dad and jj again and they wave a final wave back. They then turn away again and kept walking and I smiled at them.

When I see you again..

"Goodbye jj..." I whispered and then I close my eyes as the tears fell and I hug Rafe tightly.

[theconstitutionisgayculture]

I respectfully disagree with you on superheroes and realism, since I think realism can be a VERY useful tool to ground a story and help the audience believe it.

For example, several of Batman stories have used it to make Batman's tech and detective work more believable and make it seem more like someone really could make this stuff. However, they also do show him as a genuinely good man seeking to save the innocents. Or Iron Man (2008) which tried to make the armor and its weaponry feel plausible, which gave it a grounded tone while still telling a story of genuine heroism.

Another example is frankly, Spider-Man. Stan Lee had him go through a lot of problems that feel more like what a real teenage superhero might go through. He has to repair his costume, he has money issues, stress, burnout, media slander etc. Yet, this helps make him more relatable, even as we see him overcoming life's problems so he can save others.

(Note that my definition of realism is "made to resemble reality" not "Cheap edgelord cynicism") (I also don't think it's inherently superior to going full comic book wackiness, it's simply a storytelling tool that can be used for good or ill).

I actually agree with you on this. But these days when people say "realism" when talking about comics/movies/shows/etc, they're almost always talking about, as you said, cheap edgelord cynicism. And that's where my complaints about "realistic" superheros lie. I reject wholeheartedly the idea that optimism and heroism are somehow less than cynicism and irony. Less grown up. Less realistic. Less meaningful. Less worth telling stories about. I also reject the idea that heroism and morality and people being the best versions of themselves aren't realistic concepts to begin with.

But yeah, realism in the sense that you described can be a really good thing.

[elizabeth-mitchells]

AAAAND I'M DONE WATCHING LOST! 🛩️🫶

here are some thoughts about the finale:

JULIET!!!! FINALLY!!!!! MY DEAD WIFE IS BACK!!!!!

i literally cheered when she showed up on the screen

kate shooting john was so hot. she should've done a lot more of that a lot more often

Juliet certified milf she's a mom now <3

Shannon!!!! Shannon is here!!!! babygirl!!!!!

JULIET IN THAT DRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the height difference between juliet and claire has what it takes to drive me completely and absolutely insane. i need more of these two together immediately

no mention of Juliet's life and sister or anything else about her in the flash sideways universe? :( rude. i think her kid has her eyes though. and ngl i do want to know more about the relationship between her and her fake son

Kate and Claire soulmates in every universe confirmed!!!! Kate is always the father of her baby!!!! she came back to the island for her and she got her memories back with her!!!!

i got so excited about that ^ that i literally had to stop the show to explain to my dad how important it was that it was established that Kate came back to the island for Claire (not for Jack or Sawyer) and that she got her memories back with Claire (not with Jack). idc if i looked insane or gay

being a weird magical entity protector of a weird magical island is a thankless job what do you mean neither of them was immortal tf

jack and john getting their memories back with each other was kinda gay, good for them

jin going :) !!! when he saw sawyer was too funny

MAYBE YOU SHOULD READ THE MACHINE ITS RIGHTS

juliet baby i missed you so much!!! she's still a little shit with an angelical smile!!!!

must be soooo weird to remember exactly how you died wow

did jack and juliet spend years together, got married, had a kid, and never once remembered anything together? talk about being a repressed homosexual huh

kate and claire seriously best couple in the show btw

didn't hugo say just on the last episode he was glad he didn't have jacob's job? i'm not sure how good this is

didn't widmore say he put more explosives on that plane? but anyway i'm sooooo glad the plane got to leave <3 yay <3

libby was there :)

i wish ana lucia and charlotte had been there :(

penny was there :)

i'm suing them because i didn't get a hug between kate and juliet at the end >:(

literally not upset in the slightest about all of them being dead like. what did you expect? most of them were already dead? they had to die eventually?

if anything i'm glad the flash sideways stuff wasn't entirely real bc i would've been more upset if the stuff on the island got erased or if that had been a dream

(or did i get it all wrong? lmao)

overall pretty happy with the whole thing! surprisingly not upset at the ending? sure i didn't understand some stuff, i didn't like some stuff, but it was much much better than expected!! plus, i have my priorities, and my girls were always great <33

[gullwrites]

froyo cafe chats

wanted to write something fluffy with these two. or something. ehehehe <3

Summary: Klara decides to stop by a frozen yogurt place because she likes their coffee and meets her friend there.

no warnings or anything 🤍

Klara liked this place. Something about the light pink walls and light brown tables has always made her feel cozy, even if she only ever stopped there for a moment or two. She hadn't even tried their main products, actually, only ever stopped by to get a cup of coffee. The only place in this part of the city that actually had coffee flavor of which reminded her of hazelnuts and chocolate.

She stopped and hanged her coat in the closet next to the entrance, inhaling the scent of coffee floating in the air. The cafe was surprisingly full, compared to how little people she usually sees here. Which was fine by her, to be honest, she never liked crowded places.

Her coworker had recommended this place few months ago, after bringing coffee from here to a work meeting. Since then, she usually went here every time before a busy evening, be it work stuff or grad school classes or any other kind of appountments.

She walked to the counter and looked at the place's frozen yogurts, table full of colors and scents, air colder around it than in the rest of the cafe. She thought about it for a moment, but then quickly glanced outside. The weather was cold, would it make sense to eat something like that?

"Oh hey, Klara, how fun to see you here!" She heard Tobias's voice from behind, and turned to see it standing next to her. It was wearing an oversized t-shirt, its color reminding her of the little blueish 'grey' hairs it had growing on its frontal hairline. The shirt had a print square full of cartoonish cat doodles and a text 'The Atlantic Ocean Cat Show 2268' on the side of the print. It was wearing black leggings, with pink leg warmers that complimented its nail polish. Klara could feel the scent of vanilla coffee body cream she had seen in its bathroom.

"Hi! Uh, hey. Would've never seen you as a frozen yogurt person."

It chuckled. "My friends work here. One of them is working on a group project with me and we came to work on it before xir shift. We've been basically sitting here and staring at our screens since the morning."

The dark haired woman sorting the cups glanced at them and said, "Don't let it fool you, it has already eaten, like, four cups."

"Three, actually. I think."

"You paid for them in front of me, Ray."

"Oh, you know how I failed that one math class, Darya, don't be surprised about all this," it smirked at her as she came closer and turned to Klara, "We studied at MIT together. She's an economics grad."

"Uh-huh, thought I could go to some big corps and get lots of cash. Then something happened and I was like, 'yeah fuck this' and went to a normal job that has lower chance of getting shot. Just like Ray here," she chuckled and gently patted its shoulder, "And by normal job I meant opening this place. Kinda fun, ain't it? Name's Darya, by the way."

"Klara. We, uh, we're in the same bookclub with Tobias. Um, Ri-"

Darya squinted her eyes slightly, before saying, "Aha, another bookworm. Cute."

Klara smirked. "Well, I just got back into reading and all...."

"Oh, sweetie, don't be like that, that's a fun hobby. Besides, it's a fun way to make...friends," she glanced at Tobias who was silently standing still between them. "Okay, anyway, you two keep talking or whatever, I'll let Ibis and the other guy know you'll be stuck here for a moment or something."

Klara watched her walk to the table in the far corner. "She doesn't know why you're back, does she?"

Tobias looked in the same direction. "Pff, no one does. Except for you."

"Wow, I feel special."

"You should," it said, and turned to face her, "I mean, um. In a good way. You know, you're, uh, awesome, and all."

"Hah, I get what you mean. So are you," she smiled as she quickly tried to think of other topic. "What's this project you're working on?"

"Oh, uh, we're still polishing it up but it's going to be something about the differences of how Earth Board talks about some specific topic and how it compares to contemporary discourses. Or something like that."

"Doesn't sound like chemistry... at all."

"Oh, that's for a sociology course."

"Huh. Of course you're studying that."

Tobias smiled widely. "My, um, friend had this large text book about its key concepts. He used it as a makeshift shelf on his desk sometimes. I liked reading it during evenings before going to sleep. And so I decided to check it out more closely now."

Klara wondered if it's the same book she saw among the pile of bookmarked chemistry books near its bed. Though, how would it get it if it belonged to its friend. Did that friend give the book to it as a gift or something? The whole thing sounded weird. How did it read it before going to sleep, too. "Well, to be fair, it does sound like something you'd enjoy," she smiled. She had two compulsory sociology courses in her previous degree, and while it did seem interesting, the workload did not.

"Heh, thank you!"

"Not afraid a little research like that could affect chances of working for the Board or something? I think you'd have fun there."

"Hah, no, um, I'll rather pick a boring office job." It stood still for a moment, before adding, "And I can't really work there beacuse I don't have an Earth nationality. Really limits one's choices, eh?"

"Haha, um, yeah." She couldn't believe she forgot about that. "Their loss, really."

"Well, um, don't know about that..." It frowned slightly and Klara started to think of something nice to say to fight its self-doubt, but it had already switched the topic. "By the way, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, me? I'm just here for a cup of coffee," she said, and added quickly after glancing at its confused face, "I don't really know which flavors are good," she gestured at the yogurts, "and I'm a bit too busy - and, well, they're a bit too expensive - to check them all out..."

"Huh! Well, to be honest, you seem like someone who'd really enjoy the berry one. And the cinnamon roll one, it's sweet like y- um, well, you know, sweet like the actual kanelbullar, not the stuff Americans make with all that, uh, frosting."

"Yeah, alright," she chuckled and stood for a moment staring at the boxes of yogurts, before grabbing a small cup and placing one ball of each flavor it had mentioned. "I sure hope you're right."

"I am, trust me, they're really good." It stood there for a moment, smiling widely, as she poured the dark roast coffee in a take away cup, leaving a third for milk, and quickly emptied a small honey pack into the cup. As she reached for oat milk, Tobias asked quickly, "Completely unrelated. Where did you get that shirt?"

"Hmm... A thrift shop near my brother's, uh, farm. That's on the West Coast. Why?"

"Ah. Um, nothing, just marveling at it. The color looks amazing on you," it said and smirked, though Klara couldn't tell if it was doing it awkwardly or if that's just how it smirks sometimes. It did it quite often anyway, which she thought was kinda cute. Something she liked to see. She felt that weird mix of feelings looming somewhere in her brain.

And realized that she was still staring at it. "Uh, sorry, got lost in my thoughts for a moment. I have a long evening today." It was true, but not what actually made her lost in thoughts.

"Hey, don't worry, I do that all the time," it said and glanced at the clock on the wall. "Um. Hey, I should probably get back to my group work, huh? And finally let you do whatever you came here for instead of talking to me."

It's not like she wouldn't mind talking to it a bit longer. "Hm, don't worry about me, I'm in no hurry or anything," she looked at the table Darya had visited and noticed the two people looking at them, "Your friends... they do seem like they're waiting for you, though., so I guess it's more of me stealing your time."

"You're not stealing my time, every second has been quite fun," Tobias said, "But you're right about them, though. I, um, I guess I'll go there. Let me know what you think of those yogurts."

"Oh, I will, don't you worry about that."

"Great! Thanks," it stepped away, "And, uh, I'll see you around, then. At least on the next book club meeting."

"Of course. See you then," Klara said and smiled.

It walked a few steps toward the table, then stopped by the counter, slightly waving to get the woman's attention to itself. As Darya came closer, it said something to her in another language Klara couldn't recognize. The woman smirked and replied something, and it chuckled slightly in reply, added something and left to the table.

Klara stood for a moment, then took out her little journal to write a note to ask it about the language next time she saw it. She placed it back into her pocket. She looked for the right sized lid for the take away mug and closed it before finally making it to the counter.

Darya was already leaning forwards, smiling. "Talking with Toby always gets interesting turns, eh?"

"Hm. It's fun," she replied.

"Uh-huh," she smiled even wider.

"Why use 'Ray' if you know its preferred name, by the way?"

"Well, I didn't know you, and how much you know about it. Surprisingly much. Interesting. Good for it, I guess. You seem fun, tjej," she paused and smirked, "Sorry, had to. Saw it mention a Swedish word in a conversation and wanted to try it out. My partner's from there and is slowly teaching it to me."

"Huh, that's fun. Which part are they from?"

"Umeå. Said it's cold as fuck there. Are you also from there somewhere, sweetie?"

"No, San Francisco Bay, actually. One of my moms is from Skåne, though."

"Ooh, I've seen photos, it looks nice."

"Huh, yeah, I guess. Um. Speaking of languages, what were you speaking with Tobias a moment ago?"

"Oh! Persian. Its accent is awful though - I mean, it did pick it up again only a few months ago after not using or learning it for years. Something about its father, I guess. I'm native speaker so it likes to speak it with me. It's fun."

"Huh, interesting," she thought that she could still ask it about it anyway, maybe hear some more things.

"Yep. Your coffee's getting cold, sweetie."

"Oh, shit. Uh. I haven't even paid yet, hang on-"

"Oh, no, your order's paid already. Enjoy your treats, sweetie, hope we'll see you here again," she smiled and turned back to the coffee machine.

Klara stood still for a moment. She didn't remember paying for it or even getting a notification about payment request. Did Darya just decide to give it for free or something. No, probably not. A mistake, maybe? Not like she would mind that.

She looked at the table in the far corner, where the three were talking loudly about content analysis and the topic they wanted to pick. Tobias leaning on its arm, nodding along as another person was explaining something, it's brown eyes moving as its gaze wandered around the room. Klara kind of understood it, eye contact was the most annoying part of conversations.

Their eyes met for a moment, a short one, though maybe a longer than all the other parts of the room it had looked at. Could've been that she was just imagining, though, at least she told herself that it could have been that. The warmth of its gaze made her want to smile for some reason.

A thought came to her head, did it pay for her order while talking to its friend? Surely it wouldn't, why would it?

Klara sighed and picked up her coffee and a-bit-less-frozen yogurt, put on her coat, and walked out of the cafe.

[fazeruined]

Ok. Now they're talking. Cassie crosses her arms thoughtfully, masked head nodding softly to M.X.E.S' input; That was something they were correct about. Safety.

" Dunno if any food down here is even safe for consumption at this rate... " She says grimly; She's likely right, but she just can't not eat. She's human. Gregory REALLY did her dirty, trapping her down somewhere she could starve or face high risk of food-poisoning if she's not careful hadn't the elevator killed her instead. But she then brought a hand to her chin as she gets her metaphorical gears turning. " On the other hand... the cupcakes at Chica's bakery looked surprisingly ok, although stale. "

That kind of tracks, actually; Fazbear Entertainment's foods were choke-full of preservatives, like... so choke-full sometimes they could sit for literal years under the right conditions. Sure they won't taste as good and 'fresh' by then, but logically should still be safe to eat.

And honestly? Stale food definitely sounds way better than starvation.

" If we look at the right places we should be able to ration still good-to-eat stuff. "

And that brings her to another thing M.X.E.S brought up: A designated safe place where she could stock said food.

Cassie furrows her eyebrows behind the Security Mask; Worth noting how neither her or M.X.E.S could read each other's expression right now-- one was using a robot with zero emoting ability, and the other had a bunny mask covering her features.

But she audibly sighs through her teeth indicating she was thinking a little harder now; finding areas still safe in such a condemned establishment sounded like a borderline impossible mission. Then a possible solution comes to her like a night-light suddenly turning on in the dark.

" Oh, wait! I think I know! " She points out with a perk up. " The Daycare! "

Cassie thinks back on her time there-- both now and back when she was little-- and her interaction with the Daycare Attendant.

" Sun and Moon were struggling with one another and Sun begged me to reboot them. " She pulls out the Faz-wrench, simply holding it to imply its usage. " I'm... not too sure what exactly the reboot did to them but, they seemed better at least. " She was a little confused because she had never seen the Daycare Attendant in that third state. " And what you know, first thing they wanted to do then was clean the Daycare. "

Cassie does let out a brief, light chuckle; that's the Daycare Attendant alright. " Assuming that's what they've been doing since then... the Daycare might be the safest place in here right now. "

Since the S.T.A.F.F. But lacked the ability to emote, M.X.E.S.' thoughts were unreadable. He could appreciate the sentiment, and a part of him wished that someone had felt that way just a bit sooner. They knew better than anyone what Cassie felt about the others. Not wanting to abandon them, wanting to save them from such a wretched fate.

"If that's how you feel, then maybe we should make some designated safe areas for you. A place for you to rest, care for your injuries, eat, without you having to worry about anything hurting you."

M.X.E.S. didn't like it, but they just couldn't say no. He was worried about her injuries, it absolutely wasn't safe for her, but he knew a stubborn mind when he saw one.

[catsrightnow]

I am actually so serious I think it really messes with a childs creativity and joy to tell them to never make a mary sue OC. Like that unbridaled form of joy where you make a self insert OC who super cool and everyone loves them and they have every superpower in the world SHOULD be something a kid makes, it nourishes their ability to create things for fun and not be stifled by "oh but what if my character is too overpowered and cringey...". whatever

[nerves-nebula]

i love to see people who are like "you can talk about csa but not around minors that's gross!" like idk how to tell you this but. who do you think is getting csa'd. i'll give you a hint: the first letter in csa does not stand for "adult"