#no they don't know each-other other identities

[monimccoythings]

Being in a relationship with X-Men evolution Logan

Can I say how much I LOVE this animated version of Logan. This was peak Wolverine. Tired immortal dad with a bunch of unruly kids he not so secretly has a soft spot for.

He tries to keep you as far as he can from the kids back at the mansion. No, he is not embarrassed of you or your relationship, he would never; but he knows how they get, specially Kitty, Kurt and the new mutants. Doesn't want to freak you out. Yet.

He would try to keep his identity as a mutant a secret for as long as he can. Not only to protect you; but because he secretly fears you would think of him as a monster. As if your opinion of him would ever change because he has an adamantium skeleton and claws and a long lifespan.

Once he comes clean to you. He always goes back to your apartment after a mission, Logan needs the reminder that you are still there, safe, that nothing had happened while he was away.

Lots of pet names, really. He is the king of nicknaming, you wonder if he actually remembers your name. (Don't worry he does)

Likes to take you to nice places for dates, away from the city. His meetings with you soon become his most awaited time of the week.

When the kids find out about you, they are all over the moon with never ending questioning and squealing (on Kitty's part). They just see how soft Logan becomes around you and practically beg you to move into the mansion to soften his nightmarish extracurricular lessons

If you two have a squabble his training lessons become even WORSE than they already are.

He will take you anywhere on his bike. You just have to ask. Hell, you are the only one he will trust with his bikes. He also enjoys the way you cling to him as he subtly accelerates over the speed limit.

Eventually, Logan will introduce you to Laura. It will take time, as he wants to make sure both of you are fully ready to meet each other. But you can bet you're going to work your ass to win that girl's trust. With time and patience you're efforts are rewarded and you become Laura's first and only favorite person.

As hard as it is, he cannot leave the mansion, not as long as there is still a threat towards mutantkind, so settling down in a cottage in the Canadian countryside is not really going to be happening soon. He wouldn't oppose if you came to live with him at the mansion as part of the staff.

Do not fret, despite his unavailability to leave the mansion he's still willing to go till the end with you, marriage and some children if you want.

Your relationship with him may be unconventional, but after everything you had gone through, there's no better man to spend the rest of your days with.

[tyrantisterror]

So...

...your favorite book about mystery solving teens in a wizard school turns out to have been written by a bigot who actively funneled her ludicrous wealth into the political campaign of several like-minded bigots in order to make the United Kingdom even more hostile towards trans people than it already was. Worse, this is only the latest and most egregious bullet point in a long pattern of bigoted behavior, and one that only serves to underline what people have been telling you for years: you cannot support the Harry Potter franchise without also supporting repugnant bigotry.

And that sucks! I get it, dude, I really do, it sucks hardcore, because that series was part of your childhood, man! I, too, am a millennial, a child of the 90's. I understand what the heights of Harry Potter mania were like. I went to midnight book release parties at Barnes and Noble, I saw the movies on opening day. I had the incomparable experience of having that book series grow up with me - beginning as fairly childish stories fit for an eleven year old, and slowly getting more mature and complex with each entry. I understand how important the fantasy of a place like Hogwarts is - of going somewhere that values your weirdness, your oddity, your desire to see the world differently. A place where being an oddball and a weirdo with your head in the clouds is the norm, where you're surrounded by other people who want to see magic in the world. I understand why you don't want to give that up.

The bad news is that you have to. I'm sorry, there's no excuses anymore, and honestly, there haven't really been any for a long time. The best you can do is argue ignorance, and if your best defense is "Well I'm a dummy who never reads the news ever," well, that's not a great place to be in your life, is it?

The good news, my friends, is that giving up Harry Potter does not mean you have to give up having a multi-book series about mystery-solving teens attending a school for wizards in a world filled with magical beasts and dark secrets. Take my hand, friends. It's time we left the grade school bullshit of Hogwarts and went off to college together. Follow me to the Academy of Applied Arcana and Magic...

...and let me tell you about Wizard School Mysteries.

A BEGINNER'S GUIDE TO WIZARD SCHOOL MYSTERIES: THE NICOTINE PATCH FOR YOUR HARRY POTTER ADDICTION

Wizard School Mysteries is a series of novels about eight students attending a prestigious wizard college called the Academy of Applied Arcana and Magic, or the AAAM for short. These eighteen year old sleuths end up encountering all sorts of mysterious and deadly plots while trying to complete their studies, from unexplained disappearances to lethally-sabotaged sporting events, and even to outright unkillable monsters stalking campus and preying upon its students. By pooling their unique talents and perspectives, our eight meddlesome youths uncover the perpetrators of these plots and save the day, all while slowly unraveling the threads of a far greater scheme lurking behind the scenes.

Our protagonist is James Chaucer, a bespectacled wizard boy with shaggy black hair who escapes from an abusive home to begin studying magic at the AAAM. A chance encounter with a fortune teller on the road sucks him into the center of a prophecy that James is slowly realizing may be a much bigger deal than he initially believed. While generally even-tempered and unflappable, James has a tendency to overwork himself severely when trying to right wrongs, and is unyielding in his pursuit of justice and the truth.

Or, as one fan of this series said, "He's like if Harry Potter actually believed in something!"

James Chaucer is also a trans man, and his identity as a trans person is important to the plot - in fact, the first book's resolution would not be possible if James Chaucer was cis. This isn't a "oh there's totally representation in my wizard book series, you just have to read a tweet to know it's there!" thing, it's a part of the explicit text.

James's first friend is a goofy and kind-hearted wizard named Ivan Muromets. Coming from a poor home, Ivan is ignorant of a lot of things and often quick to call himself stupid, but his innocence also allows him to think up solutions and ideas that wouldn't occur to other people. He's a steadfast friend of James, and willing to give everyone the benefit of the doubt no matter how often he gets burned for it.

Ivan is gay, and again, this is explicit in the text. He develops a crush on another boy in the first book, and that crush turns into a relationship in the second - the first canon romantic relationship in the series, in fact. Again, not something that was hastily tweeted out, but explicit in the text itself.

He also doesn't constantly neg the source of his affection out of envy, like some characters who fill his role in other stories do constantly.

The second friend James makes on his way to the AAAM is Gretchen Pappenheimer, a well-read and highly intelligent wizard girl with curly brown hair whose vast supply of booksmarts is juxtaposed next to her relative lack of social skills. Though she can be acerbic and blunt, Gretchen proves to be every bit as loyal and caring a friend as Ivan, and her vast knowledge of obscure magic lore make her an invaluable ally to James on his journey.

Gretchen is a trans woman, which is also established early in the series itself - when James explains his situation, Gretchen comments that she has the same issue but in reverse, and her dysphoria plays a key role in the conflict of the third book. She is also black, and again, this is part of the text, not something that I arbitrarily decided to take credit for when a stage production of a semi-canonical sequel to this series cast a black woman as her in it, like certain other authors I could mention did.

Now, you may be looking at these three and thinking, "Hold on, is this JUST a Harry Potter rip off then?" If so, congrats, you fell for my bait! I purposely made the first three of our eight kids superficially resemble the famous wizard kid trio from Harry Potter to jab at the expectation that Wizard School Mysteries is just a knockoff/parody of it. But by the time you get to chapter three, you'll realize that the story goes wildly off those rails and into some very different territory indeed.

After all, I said there were eight of these meddlesome youths, not three...

The fourth member of this merry band is Margot d'Francane, a girl whose magic powers come on so strong that her body has grown far larger than is normal to accommodate it, and even then, the sheer amount of destructive magic power she constantly channels has made her left hand wither as a grisly side effect. The group's muscle, Margot is sweet, polite, and more than capable of putting even the gnarliest magic monster six feet under.

Our fifth youth is Rodrigo Cervantes, the seventh son of a nobleman and James's room-mate at the AAAM. Being the only member of the team who comes from money, Rodrigo understands fashion, wealth, and the customs of noblity that otherwise ellude his peers, which proves crucial when their rogues gallery includes at least one royal villain. Add to this his ability to scope out threats to the teams' morale and network with allies from all sorts of circles, and you have a valuable member of the Meddlesome Youths.

Rodrigo is of Arabic descent - this is, unfortunately, not stated explicitly in the text, mainly because Wizard School Mysteries takes place in a fantasy world that doesn't have our modern day countries but rather rough equivalents of them, so there's not really an elegant in-universe way to say it explicitly, but the intent is that Rodrigo is Arabic, and I have tried to establish that in ways that make sense for the setting.

The sixth student to join the team is Serena Takeuchi, a wizard whose boundless and bubbly enthusiasm is matched only by her sheer tenacity on the battlefield. With unsurpassed skill in utilizing crystals in her magic and a keen eye for figuring out the motives behind people's actions, Serena helps the team both in battles of spellcraft and of the mind.

While not explicitly stated in the text for the same reasons as Rodrigo, Serena is of Japanese descent.

Our seventh Meddlesome Youth, Charlotte Bolshe, isn't a human wizard at all, but rather an Ettercap, i.e. a kind of spider-fairy. Because if you have a fantasy series about a world of magic people that canonically has several species of non-human people who are magical, it'd be kind of weird if not a single one of them was a main character, wouldn't it? Charlotte is a sweet, compassionate soul whose effortless kindness disguises a truly cunning mind. She also has something of a Little Mermaid complex, being fascinated with humanity and envious of their ability to live in places and ways that she, as of now, cannot.

Hey. Hey, you. Yes, you, the goth girl who had a crush on Draco Malfoy when you were fifteen, and spent years arguing that he was actually misunderstood and deserved a redemption arc, only to ultimately be disappointed when J.K. Rowling gave him none of the dimensions you projected onto him and ended his character arc with the redemption equivalent of a wet fart. Do you still crave to see a blonde rival to a bespectacled wizard boy protagonist who has hidden depths and slowly but surely grows into a good person?

Well, meet Polybeus Antony. You will be annoyed by him when you first meet him. Hell, you might even hate him. But by the end of book 2, you will love him. He might even be your favorite.

And yes, he has ship tease with the other boys. THEY ALL HAVE SHIP TEASE! I TEASE ALL THE SHIPS, AND I DO IT FOR YOU, GOTH GIRLS WHO WERE INFATUATED WITH DRACO MALFOY!

...

ahem.

Of course, the core group of kids is not the sole appeal of Harry Potter, because it also has a large supporting cast of characters who are just as beloved, and Wizard School Mysteries is no different in that regard! We have wacky teachers...

...whimsical students...

...and diabolical villains...

Oh, and magical creatures, of course. Fantastic beasts, the lot of 'em.

While there are continuous plot threads and changes to the status quo that make reading the series in order necessary, each book has its own mystery that is more or less independent - i.e. you will not find, say, a redundant recurring plotline of "the Big Bad has a new evil scheme to get back his body and/or take over the world" each book, but rather new villains with their own schemes that are independent of those that came before, and new curveballs they throw at the protagonists AND the audience as a result.

For example...

Wizard School Mysteries Book 1: The Meddlesome Youths sees our heroes come together for the first time as they unwrap a scheme by wicked fairies to spirit young wizards away into Fairyland.

Wizard School Mysteries Book 2: Tournament of Death sees our heroes trying to identify the culprit behind a series of violent and, eventually, LETHAL sabotages of the participants in the school's annual spell-casting tournament.

Wizard School Mysteries Book 3: Wicked Witchcraft pits our heroes against a seemingly unkillable undead monster, while at the same time one of their own is trapped in a literal internship from Hell.

And that's just the three novels currently published! A grant total of eight Wizard School Mysteries books are planned, and as a treat, I'm going to post the in-progress covers of the remaining five entries at the end of this - though be warned, there might be slight spoilers in them.

Before that, though, there's one last question to answer: where can you buy this wonderful series?

Well, as of now, you have two options. You can find the entire series on Amazon.com, and likely will be able to do so for the forseeable future. As much as I hate to be tied to Jeff Bezos's business, at the moment it's the only site that allows me to get this book to all the members of my audience who want it for an affordable price. Until there is a better option, it's gotta stay on Amazon.

...but if you don't mind paying for shipping, I do have the ability to buy these books at production cost, i.e. without giving Amazon a cent of profit. Simply send me a DM and I'll work on getting you copies that don't put money in Bezos's coffers, then send you a bill for the price of the book + whatever shipping ends up being once I've sent them to you in the mail. I'll even autograph them for free!

Ok, time for those covers. You read? Start scrolling!

[arrietty-rune]

Templates made by @itsnotmourn !!

Yeees already V3 version of them (+ ALTs)!! But just some bits changes and new interface because i actually don't like how messy are the others ones ꒰◞‸ ◟꒱💧 So i hope you'll enjoy these better!!

Also yeah these don't have some lore info i did on the others so see below for info of each ♥ (⚠︎ Warning long text) ⬇️⬇️⬇️

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Luciano:

His blood is in a reddish pink, a raspberry tone, being also the flavor of it.

Past was difficult for him. Strict family, important event: had lack of feelings for a decade, this due to being struck by lightning at 6 years old but recovered slowly at 18.

Doesn't actually know much about his species, this due to his full life among humans. This also meaning he knows little of his magic.

Had no idea about the existence of the Hidden World* until Rósa told about it.

He can be exhausted easily at work, especially when it's about some kids making troubles. But he still likes to help as much he can.

He speaks fluently at Italian, English and Sardinian. Know a little bit of french words and sentences, from the Sterenn sisters but also from memes.

Affiliation with the cult: Has been kidnapped after his work, as to be used as a sacrifice. When Eyes realized his fairy identity, they spared him but instead, they and the cultists are making profit from him. Otherwise, if Luciano doesn't obey, they will use any from his closest friends to be sent as a sacrifice instead. For now, all he does are little harmless tasks, like cleaning rooms and cooking. As being not a cultist, he never saw any of these members without their mask.

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Rósa:

Her blood has a light green color, close to a turquoise tone, with a fresh mint flavor.

Chill past, grew up with her sister Maelys and her father, Icarus, being an human.

Her mother died but shares few memories of her, almost blurred.

She spent time mostly on the Hidden World due to magic school stuff. She knows very much her water magic and has learnt other magic stuff.

She knows dark magic and barely used it. Has knowledge of it, as to push it away and/or to annihilate, it with white magic. (note: she can use dark magic by her left hand, white magic by her right one)

As her element being water, she can control blood, only used it once as this being a part of her boundaries.

She's able to see souls and can read them, not perfectly though, but can recognize how people can be good or bad by this.

Other notes: Can work as an exorcist, or a monster hunter, as protecting innocent soul from their attacks.

She does invest a lot in the forest near the town, due to weird magic she can feel her. She tries to prevent people to not get here, but kids never obey. One day, she started a white magic spell on a supposed dead tree, as to revive it and to possibly use it to chase black magic.

However, something was wrong. Very wrong, as she realized she used her left hand on not a tree, but a dead body, starting to move but seeming very weak.

After moments of panic and confusion, she thought of having no choice but hiding them in the forest, then later in her home after the undead person, named Apollo, recovered enough energy. She tries her best to hide his existence toward people, including his sister.

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Maelys:

Her blood color is in a light reddish orange, with a peach flavor.

Chill past, grew up with her sister Rósa and her father, Icarus

Her mother died few years after she was born. May was too young to share any memory of her

Spent time mostly among humans, share some part of school years with them

Use her fire magic only for good, never as a weapon. Use a frying pan only to defend her or her closest ones. Also do apologies every time she hit someone with as she hates any form of violence

Can use her hair as a source of light. It has healing powers

Speak fluently French and Breton, her English is good but can do mistakes

Love her breton origins, have a flag on her room with an AroAce one. Doesn't even have a french flag lmao

Other notes: Basically chilling in the town, doesn't get much in troubles. Girl works most of her time in morning, sometimes in the afternoon, but met Miles (Captain) and Mihka (Shotgun man) in the bakery, as them and other cops buying sweets there. She becomes easily friends with them, as the friendly girl she is! She does talk with them while being at work when these two have a break.

Both her and Mihka will develop feelings to each other, but at present, they aren't in relationship yet.

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Hidden World* => An unknown place on the Earth, where non-humans lived together, where humans are very rare there! Creatures froms myth and folkores like yokais, vampires, fairies, centaurs, etc live here! Rare humans here are usually affiliated with non-monsters, such like Icarus, the father of Maelys and Rósa.

[onnahu]

There's soooo much i could do...

But i say just after UTRH, Jason is fucked up bc of the final confrontation.

Supporting cast are: mainly Natalia Knight, Dog and Rena. With less appearances but also there are Max, i also retcon Numbers' death and he's there too, episodically. Oh, there would be also Tyler, but just as an easter egg, not actual character. Just appearing in the background.

First two issues are about how Jason finds Natalia and they bond and get into some whacky situations outside of Gotham. He left only bc he had a lead about her whereabouts. Then, he goes back to Gotham to go back to his crime empire, but this time not with a high goal of making Bruce pay attention but to actually just make Gotham better and kill Joker for good.

The conflict with Bruce is on, but only after a while bc issues 3-7 is Jason mostly avoiding him. I think in issue 5 i'll bring in Nightwing cameo when they fight the shit out of each other, but it ends up unresolved bc they are interrupted by some crime and prioritise the victim.

Also, Jason is his own main villain, outside of Joker and Black Mask. He kills people when he deems it worthy. This is the grief-driven 18 years old and he's soooo unwell mentally.

Natalia Knight didn't come back to Gotham with him, but now and then she has cameos of either watching the news about Jason or talking on the phone.

The Rena plotline actually would start in issue 1. The first page is her writing an article about Red Hood and thinking about Jason, bc after his death she figured out he was Robin. She's now a freelancer that's anti-batman and really critical about Robins being involved. On the side there's an older article about Stephanie written by her.

Then, she comes back at the end of issue 4, where she finds Red Hood or one of his men and wants to talk with him.

She gets to talking with Red Hood bc she really wants to know what his deal is and also has no regard for her life. She's actually kinda unhinged. Jason's inner monologue meanwhile is crazy, bc what the fick is even going on.

Anyways, they get to talk, Rena wrotes an article about him where she writes about the good and bad he does. She's a harsh critic but also is not making him out for worse than he is.

They get to interract more and their relationship grows. In issue 8 Jason reveals his identity (which she may or may not be already aware of) and they start a romantic relationship.

Rena is kinda his voice of reason, but is not entirally against what he does. She tells him that if she could, she would kill Joker, but she's too weak, and she will not be another idiot running around fighting crime while doing crimes themselves.

In issue 9 RH and Batman fight and Jason's so angry he almost kills Bruce, but at the last moment he redirects his gun and shots him in the leg or something. They also have a conversation (okay maybe i wouldn't call it a conversation) about Jason's time as Robin and the case of Gloria and Garzonas - Jason tells him how Bruce never actually believed in him, even when he was still trully 'good' and that he never pushed Felippe, but he's glad he didn't try to save him, since Bruce would never bring justice for Gloria.

Issue 10 is mostly from other perspectives - Jason actually reconnects with Max and Numbers and helps Numbers get a job (I think i'll make Max a lawyer. Just for funsies.). Rena and Natalia are shown talking while Jason plays catch with Dog. Bruce is having a mental breakdown in the Batcave. In the arkham asylum Joker is shown dead in his cell, smiling. We don't exactly know who or what killed him, but there's a very light golden shadow in a shape of a sword sticking from his chest (look i'm a sucker for All-Caste)

Serious question: DC has asked you (yes you 🫵) to write a 10 issue Jason Todd comic run. No conditions or stipulations, any era, any supporting cast, any villain. What do you do?

[firstkanaphans]

hello! I feel really really dumb asking this but I only just watched Bad Buddy at the end of last year and I didn’t know anything abt the leads outside of the fact that they starred in that show together. but as I started see more abt nanon and ohm here on tumblr it started to kind of feel like I was walking on ancient ruins or something like “..hmm…something bad clearly happened here. but I have no idea what”. So whenever ppl bring up ohm and nanon and how they’ll probably never work together again, I’m always like “but why tho 😭 did they fight? what the fuck 😭 can someone pls explain more or less what happened”. So I’ve come to you to see what you know 🧎‍♀️🙏 pls I’m so confused

Unfortunately, I don't think anyone really knows what happened. They were definitely friends prior to filming Bad Buddy, but seem to have had some sort of falling out shortly after. The first indication I had that anything was going on was this video where Ohm and Nanon were seen arguing with each other at a public event in front of fans. They had to be separated by Nanon's mom and sister.

Things just went downhill after that. They stopped doing events together but did reprise their roles as Pat and Pran for Our Skyy 2, which just goes to show what amazing actors they are because you couldn't sense any awkwardness between them onscreen. GMMTV also forced them to join the line-up for the LOL concert that year, but instead of singing duets like all the other couples, they each sang their own individual song instead. That's how far gone they were. They couldn't even pretend to be civil with each other. It was wild.

We seem to have finally gotten to a point where they are able to interact amicably, but I doubt we'll ever see them in the same show again. Nanon seems to have sworn off BLs entirely and every time Ohm tries to move on with a different partner, the rabid OhmNanon fans ruin that for him too.

Obviously, I have no idea what led to their break-up, but becoming so famous so young and having your whole identity tied to another person's has got to be a bit of a mindfuck. It's an incredibly unfortunate situation and I hope that one day they are able to heal from it. I also hope that if they do reconcile, they keep it a secret because as soon as their crazy fans learn they're back on speaking terms, they're going to get thrown right back under that microscope that exacerbated these problems in the first place. They deserve some peace and privacy.

[supercorpkid]

I Love You, I'm Sorry

Supergirl. Kara Danvers x Reader, Cat Grant.

Word Count: 4k.

Kara soared through the sky enjoying the peace of a quiet afternoon. It wasn’t part of any scheduled patrol, but she had felt the need to just glide above National City letting her mind wander. There were no alarms, no calls to action, just the calm rhythm of the air around her. She took in the city below—familiar, bustling, yet peaceful in the way only cities could be at this hour.

It was in this moment of solitude that something caught her eye—small, almost insignificant at the park below. A journal, unremarkable and alone on a bench. Kara’s instincts kicked in as she descended slowly, landing on the grass with a soft, practiced step. Her gaze flicked around the park, scanning for anyone who might be searching for it, but there was no one. Not a soul in sight.

She could leave it. After all, it wasn’t hers. It was private. A small piece of someone’s world she had no business touching. But as her fingers hovered above it, something—a flicker, a pull—urged her forward. She could return it, perhaps. Someone would surely appreciate having their journal back, wouldn’t they?

Sighing quietly to herself, she picked it up, flipping it open with a careful hand. No name on the first page. No clue as to who it belonged to. She turned the pages quickly, not wanting to invade too much of the personal content, just looking for some scrap of information—anything to point her toward the owner. 

She exhales, shaking her head at herself. This isn’t hers to read. The least she can do is put it back where she found it.

Her fingers brush the worn cover, ready to close it, when—

Kara Danvers.

Her name, scrawled in hurried ink, jumps out at her from the page.

It was so jarring she almost dropped the journal. Her heart skipped a beat. The words weren’t just written about her—they were hers. The journal was full of the kind of musings that only someone who knew her—really knew her—could write. Her breath caught as she skimmed further, her eyes drinking in the lines, the raw, honest feelings scrawled across the pages. It was personal. And it was about her. Kara Danvers. Not Supergirl.

Kara’s fingers tightened on the journal, a wave of unease flickering in her chest. She scanned the park again, her gaze darting between the trees and the empty benches. Could this be a trap? A setup, perhaps, to expose her secret identity? But there was no one in sight. No one watching. The world felt strangely still.

She glanced back down at the journal, feeling the weight of it—this unspoken, fragile thing that didn’t belong to her, and yet somehow did because it had her name all over it. She held it a little closer, her brow furrowing, torn between curiosity and caution.

Against her better judgment, Kara found herself holding the journal close, making her way back to her apartment. The wind seemed to bite sharper now, the quiet of the park fading as the hum of the city swelled around her. But all she could focus on was the journal—the weight of it in her hands, the pull she felt to understand who it belonged to, who had written all of these words about her.

She paced around her apartment, the journal clutched in her hands like a secret she wasn't ready to confront. Her mind raced, trying to place the handwriting. There was something so familiar about it. The fluidity, the care in each curve of the letters—it made her pulse quicken with something she couldn’t quite name. She knew this person. She had to.

Her thoughts drifted, searching for clues. It wasn’t Alex’s—she knew her sister’s handwriting too well for that. It wasn’t Sam’s either, they don't know each other that well so Sam could fill an entire journal with her name. And Lena… Lena sure never sounded like this. Still, could it be? Was there some softer, more vulnerable side to Lena’s thoughts she hadn’t heard before? Or maybe it was Nia—her best friend’s empathy practically pouring off every word, every sentence. Or maybe it was someone else entirely. 

Kara couldn’t settle on an answer. But one thing was certain—she couldn’t stop reading. Her heart beat louder in her chest as she turned the page again, eyes scanning the words with increasing urgency, her gaze hungry for more. She had to be sure. She needed to know.

Then she froze, her fingers lingering on a specific page.

February 13 Galentine's Day. Or whatever. Nia came up with it. Apparently, it’s the day to celebrate your friends instead of your lover. To be honest, I wasn’t thrilled with the idea until Kara said she loved it, and she would bring ice cream and chocolates for a romantic movie-watching party. Suddenly, I’m head over heels for the idea, and I’m also the first one to get there — lame, I know. Nia made sure to also point that out. Nia ALSO wants me to ask Kara out tomorrow on Valentine's day which is seriously the most ridiculous thing ever because she would probably say no.

Kara furrowed her brows. She remembered this. Galentine's Day at Nia's apartment. Some girls from CatCo, pizza, and laughter filled the space as they watched cheesy rom-coms. The memory was warm, familiar, full of easy smiles.

She paused, turning the page slowly, the words lingering in her mind. She narrowed down the list of possibilities, trying to figure out who had written this. Three names danced in her head, but something in her gut whispered that she already knew.

February 26 I've always known that I’m a dud so there’s nothing I can do about it, but I had no idea I could be that much of a loser. Ms. Grant told me I’d be working with Kara this week for a piece, and the shriek of excitement that came out of me was seriously the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done. So, guess what? Now my freaking BOSS knows that I’m in love with Kara Danvers. And sure, she won’t say anything about it to Kara, but the way she looked at me when she figured it out—I swear, I wish the world would just suck me in and spit me out elsewhere.

Huh. She worked with Eve Teschmacher that week, but… No… No way. Eve would never be in love with her! It couldn’t be!

February 27 Yep, I blew it. Ms. Grant said I was too involved to work with Kara, and now freaking Eve will do it. I seriously hate myself, and also, I totally deserve it.

Okay, yeah, that made more sense, Kara tried to reason with herself, but there was still that nagging doubt. Maybe, if she read just a little more…

She freezed. What the hell was she doing? Kara's heart skipped a beat as the weight of her actions hit her. This was clearly an invasion of privacy—one she had no right to. And besides, it wasn’t Kara who found it—it was Supergirl! And Supergirl is a hero. She wouldn't dig through people's journals just for the sake of gossip, right? Right.

Her fingers hovered over the next page, a silent war waging between curiosity and self-respect. She could put it down. She should. But then again, it was about her…

March 5 Some days, it feels impossible to be around Kara. Not because she’s difficult or anything—God, I wish that were the case. It would be easier if she were mean, or distant, or even just a little bit selfish. But no, she’s Kara Danvers, and she’s soft in a way that sneaks up on you, warm in a way that lingers, kind in a way that makes you ache because it’s never just for you. It’s who she is. Today, she touched my shoulder while laughing, just a small, thoughtless thing. And yet, here I am, writing about it like some ridiculous, lovesick fool. Because for her, it was nothing, and for me, it was everything. And I hate it—I hate that I can’t just be normal about her, that I can’t turn this off, that every time she looks at me like I matter, I have to remind myself that it’s just who she is. That she’d look at anyone that way. I wish she wouldn’t. I wish she’d save it for me. And that’s the most selfish thing I’ve ever felt in my life.

Kara shut the journal with a snap, pressing it flat against her chest like that could somehow undo what she’d just read. Her heart was hammering. Actually hammering.

This was bad. This was—objectively—a huge breach of privacy. She should feel guilty. She did feel guilty. But also…

She was burning up. Her whole face was hot, her hands twitching against the worn edges of the cover. Because—holy shit. Someone is in love with her. Someone she knows is in love with her. And she had to know who it was.

Her mind raced through every possibility, flipping through memories, voices, the way people looked at her when they thought she wasn’t paying attention. It's definitely not Nia. Obviously not Lena. It's someone from CatCo, someone she’s been oblivious to. But then she remembered the entry about Galentine’s Day, and the way this person remembers every detail about her.

And the way Ms. Grant already knew.

Kara groaned, dragging a hand down her face. She could close the journal, she should stop this.

Oh, how she wished she would.

March 8 I swear, I’m one dumbass moment away from writing Kara Danvers in my notebook with little hearts around it. Actually, I probably already have. I wouldn’t even be surprised at this point. Today was painful. She wore that stupid soft sweater—the blue one that makes her look like a walking daydream—and she kept absentmindedly chewing on the end of her pen during the meeting. How am I supposed to survive that?? How?? Eve caught me staring (of course she did), and the look she gave me was so deeply unimpressed that I think I actually felt my soul leave my body. She didn’t say anything, but she didn’t have to. I don’t know what’s worse: the fact that I'm so obvious, half of CatCo already knows, or the fact that Kara is so oblivious it wouldn't matter if the whole world knew—she won't ever acknowledge it. I’m doomed.

Kara let out a strangled noise, somewhere between a squeak and a gasp.

Oh. Oh.

She barely registered the journal slipping from her hands, barely heard the dull thud as it hit the floor. Her mind was racing, words blurring together, looping like a siren. Kara Danvers with little hearts around it. A walking daydream. So oblivious.

She had a sinking feeling she knew exactly who had written this. And now, with the words laid out in front of her, she couldn’t argue.

It’s you.

It had to be you.

The way you would look at her—as if she puts the stars in the sky, as if she is the sun itself. She’s seen it, the way your pupils blow wide, the way your heartbeat stutters when she gets too close.

And yet, somehow, she’s been oblivious to it.

She picked it up again, fumbling through the pages, hands shaking—because she knew exactly who wrote this. And now, holy damn, she needed to know everything. Needed to drink in every single word, to understand your feelings, to know your mind as deeply as you know hers.

April 12 I’m going insane. Kara has to know. There’s no way she doesn’t. Not when she looks at me like that—soft and searching, like she’s memorizing every detail. Not when she gets so close sometimes, I forget how to breathe. Because how could she not feel this too? How could she not mean it when she brushes my hair back when she thinks I’m not paying attention? When she leans in as if she’s about to kiss me, only to never follow through? Or pulls me into hugs that last a few seconds too long? And I hate myself always falling for it, for letting my stupid heart jump every time she pulls me close just to walk away like nothing happened. She’s not in love with me. I know that. I’ve always known that. But God, sometimes she acts like she is. And that’s what hurts the most. Because she could love me. She could so easily love me. But she won’t. And I don’t think I can survive watching her love me halfway anymore.

And that was it. That was the moment Kara broke. That’s when she realized—oh, fuck.

She’s been loving you in every way except saying it out loud. She’s been treating you like you’re hers, like she wants you, but she’s never let herself finish the thought. And in doing so, she’s been hurting you.

Her breath caught. Her hands tightened around the journal, fingertips pressing into the pages like she could hold you there, keep you here. Her stomach twisted, panic clawing up her throat—a sick kind of fear, as if it's already too late. As if she’s already lost you.

She needed to know—had you given up already? Was she too late?

April 16 I told Ms Grant I was thinking about leaving. Not in so many words, but she’s Cat Grant, and she knew exactly what I meant before I even finished my sentence. She gave me that look, the one that makes people crumble in interviews, and said, “That would be the single most idiotic decision of your career.” She’s right. Of course she’s right. I love this job. I’ve always loved this job. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted, everything I worked for. But it’s also her. Every day, I wake up knowing I’ll see her, knowing I’ll sit across from her and pretend I don’t notice the way she stares just a little too much. The way she wraps me in her cardigan because it's always too cold in that damn meeting room. The way she laughs at my stupid jokes like I'm moon to her sun. The way she almost loves me. But almost isn’t enough. And honestly? I can’t keep doing this. I told Cat I’d think about it and she asked me not to be an idiot. But the truth is, I don’t know how not to be an idiot when it comes to her. God, Kara Danvers, I love you, I'm sorry!

And then Kara spirals. Because she thought she had time—thought she could figure it out, thought you’d always be there, thought she’d never have to imagine a world where you weren’t right across from her, making her laugh, looking at her like she mattered more than anything.

But now?

Now she sees it so clearly. She’s been selfish. She’s been cruel without even realizing it. She’s been holding onto you—keeping you just close enough to make you stay, but never brave enough to actually choose you.

And now, you’re slipping away.

Now, she’s imagining an empty desk where yours used to be. A future where you don’t sit next to her in meetings, where she doesn’t get to hear your voice every day, where she doesn’t get to love you in all the ways she never let herself admit.

And that’s a universe she refuses to exist in.

She doesn’t even think.

One second, she’s clutching your journal so tight it might tear, and the next—she’s gone, a blur of blue and red streaking across the sky. She’s halfway to CatCo before it hits her—shit, she can’t exactly storm in as Supergirl.

So she skids to a stop in an alley, heart pounding, fingers shaking as she fumbles to change into something—anything—that makes her look like Kara Danvers instead of a lovesick disaster. Then she’s marching into CatCo like she’s ready to put up a fight.

“Ms. Grant!”

The second she steps inside, she regrets everything.

Cat lifts her head, one sharp brow raised at the audacity. “Kiera,” she says, slow and unimpressed. “Is there a reason you’re barging into my office like a poorly trained golden retriever?”

Kara swallows hard, gripping the journal like it might anchor her. “Uh—um—hi, Ms. Grant. Do you—uh—have a minute?”

Cat exhales, already exhausted. “Speak. Before I find a reason to fire you.”

Kara gulps. “It’s about Y/N. I heard she—she might be quitting?”

Cat’s gaze sharpens. “Have you now?”

Kara flushes. The journal feels like it’s burning in her hands. “Yes! And—and I just wanted to know if she’s already done it? And if she hasn’t—can you, like—not let her?”

Cat exhales sharply, pressing her fingers against her temple. “For the love of—Kiera, I have far more important things to do than play referee in your slow-burn, painfully obvious, infuriating love affair with Miss Y/N.”

Kara blinks. “It’s not—”

“Oh, shut up,” Cat cuts in. “You think I haven’t seen the way you look at her? The way she looks at you?” She levels Kara with a stare that could crack glass. “I told you to take the damn leap when it was about your career, but I meant it for everything in your life.”

Kara’s throat goes dry.

Cat leans in. “So if you’re done wasting my time—and hers—get a grip on yourself and get out of my office.”

Kara doesn’t need to be told twice. She whirls on her heel, heart hammering against her ribs, mind scrambling trying to find another way to make you stay. But she barely makes it three steps into the office bullpen before—

“What are you doing with my journal?!”

She stops so abruptly that the world seems to lurch around her.

Oh. Oh, no.

Your gaze is sharp, pinning her in place, flicking between her face and the journal clutched in her hands. Suspicion tightens your features, but before Kara can think of a way to fix this, you’re already moving—so fast that even she is caught off guard—snatching it from her grasp with a precision that should honestly terrify her.

She watches, still too stunned to react, as you shove it into your purse like you’re disposing of evidence.

“There was, um, no name on it!” she blurts, voice too high, hands lifted like she’s surrendering. “I—I found it in the park!”

Your frown deepens, but then something shifts. Your shoulders tense, your fingers tighten around your purse, and Kara watches as realization slams into you. She opened it. She looked inside. She might have even—

“You didn’t read my journal, right?” Your voice is sharp enough to cut.

Kara hesitates, but when she takes a step back, you take one forward.

“Kara,” you press, eyes narrowing. “You didn’t read it, right?”

She swallows hard. “I, um—might have skimmed through it to see if I could find the owner…”

The color drains from your face so fast it makes her panic.

She almost reaches for you, afraid you might actually pass out, because your pulse just shot through the roof, your breathing is suddenly all wrong and there's no color on your face anymore.

And you? You’re dying. No, worse—this is what it feels like to be dead, except somehow still conscious enough to suffer through it. Your thoughts are a mess, tangled and spiraling, and Kara is still looking at you, guilty and wide-eyed, and—

“It’s not about you!” you blurt, too loud, too fast, and absolutely unconvincing.

Kara stills. Her head tilts just slightly, and in that instant, you know. You just made everything worse.

“Really?” Kara’s brows knit together, her voice dipping just enough to let you know she’s not buying it.

"Yeah! It’s… a different Kara!"

That smirk of hers spreads, slow and sharp. "A different Kara Danvers?"

You nod—way too fast, a little too eager. "Sure! There’s more than one."

Kara snorts, crossing her arms. "That works at CatCo with you? And sits across from your desk?"

And just like that, you’re done for. You know she knows, and she knows you know she knows. Now you’re just standing there, utterly exposed, scrambling for an escape route that doesn’t exist.Think, think, think! your brain screamed, but it was just static. There’s no way out of this. Not anymore.

Her head tilts, all mock-casual, but there’s something else in her gaze now—something softer, something sure.

"Well, that’s a shame then," she murmurs, almost thoughtful. And then, like it’s the easiest thing in the world—like she’s not about to change everything—"’Cause this Kara Danvers thinks she’s in love with you."

The words hit like a live wire, short-circuiting your entire body.

"Wait, what? No. You—what?" Your voice cracks. Your breath stutters. Your hands twitch at your sides, as if your brain is frantically trying to send signals but forgot how limbs work.

Kara grins, tilting her chin at you, watching you crumble.

"I mean," she says, all maddening ease, "unless you’d rather keep talking about that other Kara Danvers."

And you? You’re still malfunctioning, still trying to process the fact that Kara Danvers just admitted she’s in love with you. Your heart is in your throat, your world slipping sideways—

And then—

She kisses you.

No hesitation this time. No warning. Just Kara, warm and real, closing the space between you like she was always meant to.

And your brain just—stops.

Your fingers twist into the fabric of her shirt, holding on like she might vanish if you let go. Your knees threaten to buckle, the whole world shrinking down to the press of her lips, the way she leans in—gentle at first, then not. Like she’s wanted this for so long and she’s finally done waiting.

The floor tilts beneath you. Your pulse is a hammer against your ribs. Your lungs forget their job. And god, Kara is kissing you like she means it. Like this isn’t some impulsive mistake or a fleeting moment—no, it’s deliberate. It’s soft and warm and kind, just like she is. But at the same time, it’s hot and desperate and hungry—and completely inappropriate for it to be happening in the middle of CatCo.

Between kisses, Kara exhales a shaky, “I love you. I’m sorry.”

It takes you a few good seconds—her lips already on yours again—for your brain to catch up, to understand why she’s saying this. And so, mid-kiss, you mumble against her lips, "Next time you read my journal, things will not end up this well, Danvers."

Kara laughs into the kiss, and you feel it—feel the way her smile curves against your lips, the way she just pulls you in closer, like she wouldn’t change this moment for anything.

"Noted," she murmurs, and then she kisses you again.

And that is exactly when you hear Ms Grant's voice behind you.

“Do I have to call HR?”

You and Kara break apart just enough to look at each other, wide-eyed, lips still way too close.

“We should go.”

“Yeah,” you whisper back. “Fly us home?”

Kara blinks at you, still breathless. “Wait—you know I’m Supergirl?”

You sigh, placing a hand over your heart like you’re deeply offended. “No, hun, I meant for you to fly us there on a bus.” And then, for good measure, you wink.Kara rolls her eyes, but she’s already reaching for your hand, fingers lacing through yours like it’s the easiest thing in the world. She tugs you towards the elevator, already grinning like she just turned every almost into a forever.

[tabsters]

*taps mic* testing testing I have an announcement to make

okay so uhhhhh how do i say this

to put it briefly: I need beta readers for this story that I'm writing.

I'm currently in the process of writing a book. like an actual book. and it's my very first time writing an actual book, and I am currently going through the various highs and lows of being a writer. I don't plan on actually publishing this thing any time soon—maybe in a few years when I'm financially independent and have much more writing experience. however, this is a story I've been thinking about telling for about a year, and I really want to ensure that it's the best it can be.

some of my older mutuals will already know about my extensive lore involving my zodiac characters, and I'm sorry to say that this story is not about them. my ideas for my those characters have unfortunately stagnated and not really gone anywhere. I don't really know how long it'll take for me to become interested in them again. however, this story that I'm writing is set in the same universe as the zodiacs, and some of them will be briefly referenced.

now, what is my book about?

its title is The Many Masks of Chau Huynh.

"In a world where demons and angels and gods solely hold all the capabilities of magic, humans are compelled to take magic by force. Everybody knows that the only way to get magic is to fight a demon or an angel, take the energy that flows through them, and grow ever stronger. But only the most power hungry would deign to do this.

Welcome to Hunter Society, an organization made up of the most power hungry assassins, spies, hitmen, and mercenaries the world has ever seen. They operate in the shadows of every country—some motivated by the sole promise of money, some motivated purely by the thrill of the job. All are prodigies. All are very, very dangerous. After all, it is likely they have fought forces of nature for their own gain. Who would dare to challenge them?

Demons and humans have been at odds for centuries. Demons have loathed humans for killing their brethren for sport and for power. Humans feel the same. But what rarely ever comes to light is this: humans have been taking credit for the accomplishments of demons for thousands of years.

History is made by the winners. In human museums all across the continent of Astralis sits art made by demons—elaborate paintings, decorated sculptures, shining pieces of jewelry. They stand there, akin to the spoils of war.

Chau Huynh plans to force this entire system to a screeching halt. Raised by demons, Chau Huynh considers themselves barely human at all. Their heritage lies with demons. They will do anything to gain recognition from their demonic brethren.

Even if it means planning the biggest heist the Kingdom of Hydrokhoos has ever seen.

Two years to accomplish this mission. Countless pieces of art to locate. Four Hunters to help them achieve their goal.

They will make sure they succeed, no matter the cost."

i realize that I am actually shit at writing summaries, so I hope you'll forgive me.

there will be 60 chapters in total, with an additional prologue and epilogue. each chapter will alternate between the five POVs of the five main characters. the themes that I plan to address in this book are gender roles, life and death, identity, and family.

I don't really have any other means of uploading my work, so I will be using AO3. chapters will update weekly, on friday.

please, please, please, do not go easy on me with your comments. I know I am a good writer, but I am not the best writer. there are many flaws that I can't pick out by myself. I need other people to point out what I can improve on, what I can fix, what I can develop further.

(I mean, compliments also wouldn't hurt though lolol)

the AO3 link is here. the prologue is uploaded, and the first chapter will be uploaded this friday. I will also be posting weekly updates on Tumblr. if you'd like to be a beta reader for my story, you can comment on AO3 itself, or you can leave comments on my Tumblr update posts. again, please tell me what I can fix and what I can improve on.

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thank you so much for reading if you've made it this long, and I hope you enjoy my new book!!! - tabs

[makowo]

Hi welcome to my pjeg romance/kinda sexuality headcanons. explanations and further insights for each are under the cut 👇 not too many complex thoughts but do know that i have an aromanticism bias

Grace and Wolfgang: I don't think there's much to say here. Both have taken a look around and decided they do just like the opposite gender (each other). Grace definitely did more exploration of this than Wolfgang when she was younger, but both are pretty set in their ways. If we factor multishipping into this though then Grace has smth goin on with Eloise that's not so nice for either of them, but I don't think it's enough to warrant a change in labels. Transfem Wolfgang is also possible but I don't feel strongly enough about it to think it warrants a change in labels here.

Ingrid: Less stubborn about her preferences, she just has other things to worry about and lacks the time to explore her options more thoroughly. I don't think she's particularly attracted to anyone because she views herself as more of a mother/authority figure than in a position to have romantic partners. I don't ship her with anyone either, so she stays straight.

Jett: A beautiful bear that deserves the world. I could see him previously flirting with some other drivers before/after races, but has put his love life as a much lower priority due to his accident. Keeps an upbeat mood, but is more scared of actually fooling around with other people like that bcs the topic of his appearance is inevitable. Dawnteago or Jettmon will win out in the end though 🙏 in my mind. Might like Mark but Mark does not like him back.

Jean: Literally has a line about being "YMCA at sea." He's a ship captain that has lots of alone time around strong men and surely has needs. Man-liker through and through.

Ulysses: Okay here's how the lesbian part of this category factors in. He's a transfem lesbian in the making she just needs the time to think on it (which she doesn't get the time for).

Kai: Now he HAS explored a lot of his options just by nature of being on the internet. Says he's bi for clout when he's like 15 and then it comes true. Definitely still feels a little weird about liking men because of the lingering identity crisis.

Eloise: She was the hardest placement on this entire list. I don't think I have a strong enough grasp of her to feel confident about anything else though! Her being bi borders more on her not caring, but it feels like too much to put her in the uncaring category bcs she Does care. Idk idk. She's a situation.

Diana: Pansexual ^_^ She's very open to her possibilities and accepting of whoever, since her whole job is basically about prettying up anyone she meets.

Desmond: I think he also has an open mind but doesn't have his mind on who he's attracted to, really. He kind of gets along with most people, so he makes his judgements when people approach him, rather than considering if he should approach other people. If he enters a relationship though, he's gonna have to do some major restructuring of his routine, for obvious reasons.

Damon: The man of the hour, but also the most simple. I will be clear that I'm partially projecting and think that he's an aromantic bisexual because I am also that, BUT. I think he also just really struggles to feel romantic/sexual attraction in general. He doesn't like having to get close to other people, so he's very difficult to want and has a hard time wanting. Feeling romantic attraction takes a very long time for him under normal circumstances*, but when it hits, it hits hard. *Desmond is the exception. Damon likes him the moment he meets him and it spirals into a serious crush in a matter of days. Takes him so long to actually realize that he's feeling romantic love though.

Eva: Girl who has been neglected and unloved and self-isolates sooooooo god damn much. Doesn't feel any romantic attraction to other people and thinks of it as a waste of time. Pretty mean about the topic of romance until she's had friends for a while and feels more confident about herself. Gets into an aro4aro relationship with Cassidy, I know this in my heart.

Cassidy: Never has her mind on romance, and gets pretty awkward about it when she sees it or it's brought up in conversation. She does not know why for a while and plays it off. Maybe someone confesses to her and she's like "... Yeah, sure! Let's give it a try!" and then immediately feels bad bcs she doesn't feel aaaaanyyyyything for them besides like, being friends. Takes about a month to end that whole issue, and she loathes talking about it. Later on she latches onto Eva though, and they eventually agree on a low stakes friend-relationship thing, where they can just be friends but they're allowed to hold hands and casually kiss each other whenever they want. That's my Cass thoughts I hope u liked and enjoyed 👍

Mark: Okay. Can't say I have much to say for him. Might be gay, might be aro, kind of flip-flopping on it. Mark is my least favorite so as much as I do still like him, my thoughts on him are minimal.

Tozu: "Are you gay?" "The only way I get my thrills is through the chills that run down your spines when I walk into the room. Thank you for asking ^_^!"

Mara: No character yet. Next year 🙏 We'll see.

Wenona: I think she's gotten so many questions about this that it's wrapped around to complete apathy towards the idea of labels. Gets with Ulysses after she decides she's trans, but ultimately Wenona settles on the answer that she is "neutral to everyone, and more focused on business than her personal life."

[forkingandcountry-if]

I don't know if this has been asked before/if its spoilers, but what are the LIs like when they like someone? Also, how would they feel about a totally oblivious MC when it comes to any romantic attention/hints, theirs or otherwise? I love your story so far, and I'm super excited and looking forward to more!! Thank you for making it <3 Have a nice day!! :D

I don't think it's too spoilery to lightly detail what each RO is like when they like someone and how they'd hypothetically feel regarding an MC who is oblivious to their advances but if anyone doesn't want to know, it will be under the cut.

Edmund: Actually too spoilery

Veronica: Actually too spoilery

Walthe: has never had a great amount of tact, would likely just plainly say it to the MC though the initial issue may be that he, so unused to romantic love, would not recognise his romantic affection as romantic affection and would instead believe he just holds the MC in particularly high regard or that they are a particularly important mentee to him. Once he realises though, it'd be extremely obvious.

Like I said, the oblivious MC would just get the shock of their lifetime because once Walthe realized that the MC was like himself, terrible at romantic things, he’d not wait around still trying to hint, he’ll just say it.

Lorn: is likely the least dramatic of all of these in that his love language is already acts of service and so the MC may notice that he takes an extra level of care when dealing with them (eg. Bringing their favourite flowers in a small container each day when/if he comes to help them dress or do their hair) but besides that, he likely equates romantic affection with comfortability and so, as inverse to traditional logic as it may seem, he is more willing to argue, disobey or otherwise be unservile towards an MC that he genuinely feels some affection for.

Lorn would likely just silently get frustrated in all likelihood, he isn't the type of person to just say it frankly at first and so the MC failing to pick up on the subtle ways in which he's declaring his undying love (😅) would begin to irritate him.

Arfryn: is the most obviously flirtatious, she’d give the MC her usual smiles and glances and ask them if they aren't going to ask a lady to dance and all the usual will-they-won't-they but behind the scenes she’d also be very protective of the MC and particularly their reputation at court so expect rumours to start circulating about how the MC is the most eligible bachelor/bachelorette/unmarried noble in the Empire.

She wonders if she’s being too subtle or the MC is just dense, she lands on the MC is dense but she's both too stubborn and it'd be a critical hit to her self-identity to be unsubtle so she just continues hinting and flirting.

Kent: was raised a particular sort of way and thus his views of courtship are similarly strange and even by the standards of the Empire rather formal and archaic and so it'd definitely be the most dramatic change in terms of behaviour. He'd goes from treating the MC as at worse an irritation and at best, a curiosity who may be on his side when his war of destiny comes to asking the MC if they’d like a turn about the room and escorting them to their carriage. All the chivalrous stuff that was drilled into him as a child rears its head much to his chagrin as he’d characterise his own behaviour as embarrassing.

He’d get irritated, quickly, and likely would end up confessing in something that is halfway between a rant and a castigation of the MC for not seeing what is so clearly in front of them.

Dean: is the mother of Dramatics and is similar in a way to Kent in that she’d be doing chivalrous things but she’d be doing them very publicly and likely more flirtatiously than most of the other ROs. She’d ask the MC for a favour before she goes into a tourney and if she won she’d ensure her first bow was to the MC even before she bowed to the King’s box and revelled in the thrill of winning.

She’d find it funny if the MC was so oblivious because she’d just increasingly escalate her romantic escapades until it was impossible to ignore.

Fran: is rather lowkey about it but she'd be more open towards the MC about her thoughts and particularly her whims, which she usually keeps private and to herself. She’d also assume a more, and I hesitate to use the word, servile posture towards the MC simply because it's the only way she knows how to express her love and gratitude towards people is by doing stuff for them. The peak of her love would be mentioning the MC in the same sentence as her brother and liege lord.

She 100% writes home to request help but she’d 100% be confounded by the MC’s ability to not pick up what she's putting down, but would otherwise find it sweet if a bit annoying that they aren't getting it.

[nixandtonic]

So be an adult and don't put your shit in the ship tag, and learn to block the ship tag. Nobody cares that he's married, because his wife isn't real. Be less of a puritan. "he's married with two kids!!!" SHE'S NOT REAL, KAREN.

Let’s start with what we do know: Frank Langdon is married, with two children, and a deeply complicated sense of loyalty. He’s not just “a guy with a family” - he’s a man clinging to that family like a lifeline in a sinking world. His role as husband and father isn’t just backstory; it’s the entire framework for his emotional stakes, his quiet restraint, his hesitations in a world that constantly demands action.

Even if we're arguing about fictional characters... If we toss narrative integrity out the window just because it’s fiction, what are we even watching for?

Frank’s emotional arc isn’t about chasing new love. It’s about staying upright - choosing sobriety when everything hurts, choosing family when it would be easier to disappear, choosing not to romanticize every source of comfort. Especially Melissa.

And here’s where it gets even clearer: the actress who plays Melissa King has stated that Melisa is asexual. That’s not subtext - that’s text. Canon. It means she experiences connection differently. It means not every close relationship is a prelude to romance. It means she deserves to be seen as whole without being shoehorned into someone else’s love story.

Pairing her with Frank, a married man in active emotional crisis, doesn’t just ignore narrative logic... It disregards who she is. Mel isn’t a cure for his pain. She isn’t here to unlock his heart. She’s not a prize for his progress.

They work because they don’t burn romantically.

And that’s rare. That’s beautiful. That’s enough.

Let Frank stay married. Let Melissa stay asexual.

Let them stay friends.

The story is stronger for it.

Mel is not a manic pixie fix-it girl in a lab coat. She’s a neurodivergent woman with radiant intellect, a soft moral center. She is asexual.

That matters.

Because the second we start romanticizing her bond with Frank, we start flattening her. We turn her into a narrative sponge - there to absorb his pain, tether his spiraling, and validate his character growth through quiet devotion. But Melissa isn’t a support beam for someone else’s arc. She is the arc.

Her asexuality doesn’t make her cold or incapable of connection; quite the opposite. She connects deeply, meaningfully, and on her terms. That’s what makes her bond with Frank powerful: not a precursor to romance, but proof that intimacy doesn’t require romantic or sexual tension to be profound.

She sees Frank without needing to be in love with him.

He respects her without needing to possess her.

That’s huge, especially in a media landscape that so often equates closeness with coupling.

Trying to shift their relationship into romantic territory not only disrespects Frank’s existing commitments, it undermines Melissa’s autonomy and identity. It turns a rare, beautiful example of platonic partnership between a neurodivergent, asexual woman and a struggling father into yet another story of “man finds salvation in woman.”

In a show like The Pitt, where the air feels heavy with loss and everyone’s looking for something to hold onto, it’s tempting to see tenderness and assume it must lead to romance. But not every quiet moment is a love story. Some are lifelines. Some are boundaries held in kindness. Some are survival, not seduction.

Frank Langdon and Melisaa King share something rare on television: platonic intimacy with weight. They understand each other without needing to claim each other. They support one another without erasing their individual needs, struggles, or identities.

Frank is a man clawing his way back to the surface of his own life - sobriety, marriage, fatherhood - not looking to rewrite his story, but to repair it.

Melissa is a woman who shines despite the gloom around her, who has carved out space for herself in a world that often misunderstands her - and who, as an asexual character, deserves the right to exist without being pulled into an unnecessary romantic arc.

Shipping them does more than blur lines. It dilutes what makes their bond important. It takes two complex, richly drawn characters and asks them to follow a well-worn path that neither of them are built for.

So let them remain what they are: Not lovers.

Because sometimes the bravest thing two people can be, in fiction or in life, is just friends.

❤️

[belit0]

Hello! You're literally the best Naruto writer I've ever read ❤️

I have an idea, what if y/n had a brother when she was younger but he was killed? (Any reason but the war, like disease, accident), so she tenses and gets a bit nervous when anyone mentions brothers and doesn't talk about it and the characters finds out why

I think Izuna and Madara will suit bcs they had lost their brothers as well

AAAAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!! That's such a compliment, you have no idea how proud of myself I feel right now:,))))

I need to find names for the other 3 brothers these two had, they kinda deserve an identity, don't they?

Madara

He rarely interrupts her when she’s like this—fingers stained with earth, lips softly pressed in concentration as she works in her garden with purpose only she understands.

But tonight, there’s something coiled in him that refuses to be swallowed.

He watches for a moment from the edge of the veranda, arms folded.

-You treat them like children.

(Y/N) lifts her head, a small crease between her brows.

Her hands pause.

-They are children,- she murmurs. -Some of them just grow flowers instead of throwing kunai.-

Madara steps down, the wooden steps groaning beneath his weight.

She doesn’t move when he crouches beside her, his presence heavy but never unwelcome.

-You remind me of one particular brother of mine, he was soft where the rest of us 4 weren't,- he says, almost absently. -He used to pull up weeds with that same concentration. Like they’d insulted him personally.-

A beat.

(Y/N)’s fingers tighten around the stalk of a half-grown sprig. She doesn’t look at him.

-Oh.

Just that.

One syllable, too tight around the edges.

Madara notices the change, even if she tries to hide it—her shoulders drawing in, her body subtly turned away, like something invisible brushed too close to her chest.

She buries the sprig again, slowly.

He says nothing more about it.

Instead, he sits beside her in silence, pulling off his gloves and pressing his palm into the dirt.

She glances once, but he doesn’t look at her.

It’s three days later when he comes to her with a book on native herbs—his usual sharp edge blunted, his voice low.

-You don’t have to tell me anything. But if the mention of brothers ever cuts too deep... I’ll remember not to let mine bleed into the silence.

And he never brings it up again.

But from then on, he never uses the word brother around her unless it’s necessary.

Only Izuna. Only 3 other names.

Izuna

-Absolute gremlins,- Izuna says through a grin, eyes following the streaks of chaos dashing across the Uchiha training grounds, where children run after each other. -But kind of impressive, no? That much destruction in five minutes and no one’s bleeding. Yet.-

(Y/N) chuckles, but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.

She sips her tea.

-They remind me of my brothers. Always fighting, always dirty, always smiling even when walking towards the battlefield.- He muses, tapping his cup against his chin.

Her hand pauses.

It’s brief. Barely a flicker.

But Izuna sees it—the way her lashes lower, the way her grip shifts just slightly on the cup. Her gaze drops into the liquid like she could drown the moment in silence.

He doesn’t miss things like that.

-I know children smiling on a battlefield sounds kinda wrong but... is it that weird? Are you mad at my poetics?- he asks, teasing tone but suddenly softer.

She shakes her head, smiling too quickly.

Too politely.

-No. Just tea’s hot.

He watches her for a long moment.

The way she shifts away from the subject without a ripple.

The wall’s been there the whole time, he realizes. He just hadn’t walked into it before.

Izuna doesn't press.

Instead, he leaves his cup resting over the veranda, arms stretched behind his head.

-You know, sometimes I forget we had five of us once,- he says. -Madara’s the only one left with me. The others… Well. The war took what it wanted.

(Y/N)’s eyes don’t lift.

-I’m sorry.

-Don’t be,- he replies gently. -We all carry ghosts. Some are just quieter than others.-

And then he grins again, nudging her with his shoulder.

-But hey, I’m still the most charming one, so the clan’s not entirely doomed.

This time, her laugh is real.

But when she leans just a little into his side, Izuna stays very still.

Quiet.

Careful.

And never again does he say the word brother when she’s near—not unless she says it first.

Because ghosts shouldn’t be summoned by accident.

[r0ttingcake]

General theory/headcannon of Alastor neurodivergence coming from a discord server conversation

Autism, GAD, ASPD, BPD, PTSD/ or C-PTSD

I was the one that made the point of Alastor having BPD in the first place but I would like to play devils advocate (of my own point lol) and say Instead of BPD he might possibly have schizophrenia or schizospec

Cannibalism is a pretty heavy topic for me due persona experiences but Im in a good mood rn so I would like to analyze it

The topic of discussion is why Alastor was/is a cannibal I came to two things

There are many reason ppl willingly become cannibals but for Alastor I believed it two things or both of these things

1. Detachment from Humanity

2. Projection

Okay to start I’m not entirely sure if Alastor has preference of meat as for another character I like does have preference and choose to eat meat that he deems tougher like harder to caught a much stronger person he not a fan of lamb and soft meat like weaker ppl and doesn't eat kids, he had no connection to humanity and saw himself and other as just flesh much like other animal, then again almost all animals don't tend to eat each other

That being said I like to believe that Alastor doesn't eat kids or the weak, (since he doesn’t target kids or weaker/harmless ppl) and only eats ppl he believes is deserving of torment meaning he could eat those kinds of ppl as a form of further violation that killing them isn't enough and disregarding the lifeless corpse is the last step of true vengeance

Detachment from Humanity : I believe in some way Alastor struggles with his identity such as seeing himself as human due his mental state, past trauma etc. which then manifested itself in cannibalstic urges that he didn’t know how to process

Projection : “Consuming someone to earn something I lack” Theres also this possibility that Alastor feels the need to be a canniable dues to yearnin the feelin of being “normal” this obviously can connect back to being detached from humanity Alastor being disregarded by society as mixed race man, that didn't fit into the norms growing up, being unmarried as someone in their 30s-40s and a unattended deteriorating mental health (they definitely didn’t have good physiological care in the 1990s)

This could all relate to someone with Schizophrenia or Psychosis that could also go back with BPD but BPD can also mimic schizophrenia which cause misdiagnosis

I relate a lot to the “detachment from humanity” part not the cannibalism part 🧍 as for a while I struggled with Psychosis or probably undiagnosed schizophrenia tbh at this point

[discordiansamba]

some more assorted thoughts:

shura is a part of the same organization as shiro was, and was pissed as hell when he retired. she's still his disciple! so imagine her surprise when she arrives on mephisto's station tracking an illegal cyborg, and discovers a second illegal cyborg in the process.

it's shiro's foster son. shiro retired to help hide an illegal cyborg. and it's just a fucking kid. shura has no idea who she should be more angry at in this scenario- but it sure as heck isn't the guilty looking teenager clutching his badly damaged arm to his side.

(stupid idiot just jumped in to help without even thinking about it.)

shura decides to *not* report this obviously illegal cyborg kid, but seriously shiro. what the fuck?

the exwires (& paku) are all classmates! mephisto is not only the manager of the station, but also the principal of the local high school. he wears many hats!

rin spends a lot of lunch breaks either hiding on the roof or chilling in mephisto's office- as much as anyone can chill with mephisto around lmao. people uh. tend to notice when you don't eat with them after awhile.

rin will tell anyone who asks that he genuinely doesn't mind his body being the way it is. he's only lying a little bit!

has rin ever forgotten to unplug himself before trying to get up after a charging session? oh absolutely. he's ended up falling unceremoniously on his ass so many times because of it.

rin doesn't quite sleep, but he does have a sleep mode he can enter to preserve power and to at least mimic the act of sleep. except it's slightly busted because his eyes never quite shut all the way. it's the one thing yuri just can't get quite right.

yuri 100% designed rin's tail to be cute. that's why she covered it in artificial fur and hid the actual connection point underneath a bundle of fluffy fur. rin has to brush it out of the way whenever he plugs himself in to recharge, lol.

he can go without recharging for about a week, but if he starts running on low battery he starts acting extremely lethargic.

rin is more lightweight than some other cyborgs (who are generally not trying to pass as normal humans) but uh. he's still pretty heavy. this is extremely funny because he still looks as scrawny as he does in canon. ryuuji tries to pick him up and he's just like a lead weight. what the FUCK okumura.

he's also still super strong!

he desperately just wants his new friends to think he's normal because it's a.) illegal to be a cyborg and b.) he's deeply self-conscious about what they'll think about him if they know the truth.

shiro is their homeroom teacher. retired and got himself a teaching job. at high school. he prefers fighting dangerous robots actually.

rin & shiemi are two deeply abnormal children who just desperately want to be normal and make friends. shiemi knows what rin is, and rin knows what shiemi is- shiemi is organic, but views herself as a fake being since she was artificially created while rin is largely inorganic, but shiemi still views him as being more real than her.

besides- there's seven more copies of her- one for each station, all with identical faces and voices. it's hard to feel like an individual when you're entirely interchangeable.

(except none of the other shiemis are quite like her.)

(rin literally overheating when he gets flustered/has used up too much brainpower, lmao)

(rin's body costs. so much money, lol)

pov: you and your classmates go on a camping trip to another station as part of your class activities. while there, you're assaulted by a berserk robot, but your classmate and friend saves you. he loses an arm in the process, but there's no blood. there's just wiring.

thinking about like. an aoex au but make it sci fi. humanity now resides in a series of eight space stations, after having to leave earth behind. each station is ruled over by one of the Baal (who would not be demons here, obviously). there used to be a ninth station, but it was severely damaged in an accident and rendered largely uninhabitable. all of its surviving residents were moved to other stations.

some key points!

yuri lives! she works as an engineer, helping repair the robots that maintained the ninth station. she's a single mother, living quietly with rin and yukio when the accident occurs- and rin very nearly loses his life and suffers critical damage to most of his body. so yuri does what any reasonable mother with a degree in advanced robotics would do, and makes him into a cyborg.

this is very illegal! by the way!

yuri moves to mephisto's station in the aftermath and changes their last names. she tells rin and yukio that no one can know about rin's secret, and she does her best to help rin blend into normal society. from the outside, he looks perfectly human!

(well, except for the tail that doubles as his connection port- but he can hide that easily enough.)

...this changes slightly when her childhood friend shiro shows up at her door. the last thing he knew, yuri's eldest child was on the verge of death- so imagine his surprise when finds that rin is both a.) alive and b.) wholly intact. yuri confesses what she's done, and pleads with shiro to not tell anyone.

shiro is horrified at first. his literal *job* is dealing with renegade robots and illegal cyborgs... and yuri is telling him that she's turned rin into one? what were you thinking? but eventually he comes to understand that rin is just... a normal kid, and that's all he wants to be.

he retires, and moves in with them to help protect both yuri and rin.

a lot of rin's pre-accident memories are shaky at best.

mephisto's station is just his true cross academy's architecture, but applied on a station-wide level, lmao. there's no true public greenspaces, but all their food is harvested from greenhouses on the station. it's very high tech, but at the same time, very much like living on earth.

(this is not true for all of the stations by a long shot)

yukio learns robotics from yuri! he wants to be able to take care of rin one day, even after their mom passes- seeing as rin himself doesn't have much of a head for robotics, ironically enough.

rin: my body might be like, 80% artificial, but my brain is 100% organic rin! for good and for bad!

around his first year of middle school, rin's family took a convenient trip to another station for a month and a half- but this is all a ruse. yuri was just adjusting rin's body to make it seem like he'd gone through puberty while they were away. this means there's a window of time in which rin gets to be taller than yukio.

(enjoy it while it lasts, buddy! no your mom will not rebuild your legs just to make you taller than yukio. that costs money, rin.)

rin runs on an internal battery with a relatively long lifespan, and uses his tail to recharge himself when needed. he does not and cannot eat, but still loves cooking regardless. it makes everyone else happy, so it makes him happy!

rin loves to wander around the station in his free time and uh. often ends up in places he should not be in. during one such escapade, he discovers a strange natural greenspace- a garden, filled with lots of tiny little robots that all tend to it.

in the center of the garden, there's a mysterious pod- and inside of it, is the most beautiful girl rin has ever laid eyes on. he touches the pod without thinking about it- and accidentally activates it, releasing the girl inside.

her name is shiemi, and she has a mysterious power that makes plants grow. rin decides to take her out of the garden- and discovers that she's an artificially created lifeform, meant to aid with terraforming should a new planet ever be found to house humanity. she was supposed to be in cold sleep until then, but...

(mephisto looking at rin and shiemi standing next to each other like. hmmmm. this could be amusing! very well! i approve!)

(the baal may or may not be aliens masquerading as humans. don't worry about it. i'm sure it's fine.)

[gnomewithalaptop]

Rereading the Our Worlds at War tie-in again and God I miss their friendship every day

[bluerosefox]

Hospital Rounds

hmmm a Dead Serious prompt idea.

So I see there has been some buzz of Damian maybe following in more of his grandfather's footsteps (And I mean Thomas Wayne not Ra's al Ghul) and becoming a doctor. (apparently he's been volunteering at the hospital)

What if, he does.

And what if during either his time volunteering or becoming a an actual doctor he meets Danny, who despite having a quick healing factor, got taken to the hospital when one of his coworkers at the shop he works at (maybe bad! Fenton's and Danny is living in Gotham doing odd jobs? Maybe he works with mechanics? idk) saw him get hurt and takes him before he can protest it.

The two meet, somehow hit it off, and somehow since then they start meeting even outside their works.

[hood-ex]

I'm only just now looking at Batman and Robin: Year One, and right off the bat, I noticed Waid has already made a connection to his writing from Batman vs. Robin #3.

In Batman vs. Robin, Dick, while under a possession that made him air his deepest grievances, berated Bruce for taking him away from the joy and recognition he got as a performer in the circus, and instead of getting to continue that experience, Dick Grayson was hidden behind a mask.

Batman vs. Robin #3

In Batman and Robin: Year One, Bruce brings up the fact that only a few weeks ago, Dick had an adoring crowd chanting his name. Now, in the present, Dick is masked and anonymous.

Batman and Robin: Year One #1