#not like they've known him for 60 years or anything

[waugh-bao]

[earwigconsumer]

helloo first of all i just wanna say ur art is rly cool !! anyways could you maybe say some stuff you know abt kennith since its pretty hard to find accurate information?

Holy fuck I really appreciate that dude. Thank you a lot 🙏🙏🙏

And also I'm not too good with non specific stuff, so I'm just gonna spit out everything I can think of about Kennith

His birthday is October 12th 1968

He is 5'4

Kennith would drink the fuck out of kool-aid

Kennith cannot cook, he would probably burn the house down and he wouldn't care if he burned down with it

He gives himself burns on purpose anyway

Kennith likes rats and cats

He also really likes cats who look like they've gone through shit, like him

He and Stephanie shared makeup

Kennith pissed on a church's bush one time and declared it as his sinful territory

(A lot more under the cut)

Kennith just, breaks into Stephanie's house sometimes through her window. Sometimes to steal milk, borrow shit, or do what ever

Stephanie is fine with that

Kennith is homosexual and aromantic

Kennith and Stephanie got bullied for being friends with each other

He lives in Calumet, Michigan

When drunk Kennith gets extra gay and laughs at everything. Eventually getting really sleepy and incoherent

Kennith is that guy who would wear shorts all year, even in the winter

Kennith normally just throws on tanktops and shorts, switching to pull overs and jeans in the winter. Anything comfy really. Sometimes he dresses really good though, like 20% of the time

80% of the time it's gym shorts, tank tops, and t-shirts

Kennith can swim

Kennith sometimes just breaks into a country accent sometimes

Kennith likes candy

His favorite tastes are smoke, blood, rootbeer, alcohol of any kind, sour candies, and dick I MEAN WHO SAID THAT? WHO SAID THAT??

Kennith doesn't like being touched, unless it's in bed

How ever if he was hugging with genuine love and care he would get really emotional or all flustered have to go be alone for a while and be emotional later

Kennith paints his nails

If kennith were to go to a school dance (he didn't he spend them in his basement with Stephanie)

He would just kinda stand by the punch bowl with his little cup drink it, fill it, drink it, fill it, drink it, fill it, drink it, fill it, drink it again, and fill it

Kennith likes 60s garage rock and psychedelic rock

Kennith has BPD and depression

He steals a lot

He's also really sexual, he into bdsm and guro. Ghost has called him a kinky little shit

He thinks he'd trip in a ball gown

He doesn't have a schedule, he just does shit when he feels like

He'd get annoyed with clueless people and like if he has to repeat himself it pisses him off. He also doesn't like explaining when you're not on the same page as him immediately, he's tolerant with Stephanie doing that though

His favorite color is coral

He has a super unstable sleep schedule

Stephanie apprently carried around Kennith sometimes

He would have a gore and an nsfw blog on tumblr if he were alive now

If being gender-fluid was more known in the 80s he would have been gender-fluid. If he were alive now he would be gender-fluid. Cuz it's the 80s though, he just assumes he's a dude who feels more feminine sometimes

Kennith would refuse therapy because he "doesn't need that shit like that"

Kennith would like beanie babies if he were alive now

He twirls his hair

Sometimes when he didn't wanna be bothered about it, he'd cover up his sh with foundation to make it less noticeable. Most of the time he was too lazy

Kennith has abandonment issues

Kennith shaves

He LOVES milk

He would wear thigh highs

He doesn't know what job he'd have, he'd probably continue with repairing electronics though

Kennith drinks and smokes weed

Kennith's favorite alcoholic thing is champagne

Kennith would have a pet rat

Kennith can scream really loud

He makes self deprecating jokes quite a bit

Kennith would wear a skirt if he wouldn't have gotten the living shit bullied out of him. They would also be flashy and revealing

For Halloween Kennith would dress in all white and say he's sperm

He swears excessively

Kennith is that guy with the magnifying glass and burns ants to death

He's the type to draw dicks on the school white boards/chalk boards

Kennith would like throwing knives

Kennith likes to mess with people for fun (in a silly way)

He also likes joking around with and pranking his friends

Kennith would have loved being a model

Kennith is around 100lbs

His voice claim is YoppyVU, any statement about it not, is a lie. Ghost does that a lot, did you know that?

He doesn't spend a lot of time at home, his parents piss him off. He usually hangs around the gas station Greg works at, Stephanie's house, or the park or something

He'd be the type to die his hair with kool-aid, it would look like shit

Kennith attempted before

Kennith forgets to eat alot. He starves himself but not to a life threatening point, he doesn't focus on it at all. He literally just forgets and doesn't feel like eating

He would have been a theater kid if he didn't think the world hated him

He'd be a bad singer

He's broadcast was in the garage he worked in

Ghost said if you looked up "curly pixie cut" you'd be able to find references for his hair

And also he is cold and reserved to people he is not friends with. He takes a bit to warm up to people

That's not all I know, but I don't wanna write anymore. It's 4 am. I can cite my sources for all of these, btw. And also ignore but don't that jab about Ghost lying a lot

[syllviere]

the ruin universe | masterlist

The Ruin Universe Collection The Ruin Universe consists of a collection stand-alone stories, tied together by the relationships between characters and the new world they've all been forced to adapt to. It's not necessary to read every story, though the parallels will enhance the experience.

Bloodlines | Just Like Before | Crave (Coming Soon)

Welcome to the world of The Ruin.

It's been two years since a scientific disaster exposed the world to the lamia trait. The World Health Organization estimates that at least 60% of the population changed during those first few months. People returned from their first death free of disease and seemingly unaging with enhanced stamina, strength, and senses. The only drawback? An intense craving for human blood.

All now live in a world adapted, with lucrative markets for synthetic blood substitutes and less savory markets catering to human trade. Rumors are whispered each day of hidden human settlements spanning across the globe, of clandestine alliances between predator and prey, and of government conspiracies about what exactly caused the ruin of humanity and whether there is a way forward...or a way back.

Characters

Park Jimin | Vampire — Owner of Ardence, an upscale bar and lounge backed by Min Industries' entertainment sector, that now caters to vampyric tastes, among other things. Keeping his human girlfriend safe is his highest priority, from vampires with no control over their bloodlust and from his own rare moments of weakness. He'd do just about anything if it meant she could become a vampire too. Anything.

Min Yoongi | Vampire — One of the first to turn, Yoongi discovered early on that there existed no blood that agreed with him. He's spent the last two years a starved man, only the cruel legacy of his family and the disappearance of his best friend left to fill his days. Only recently has he found someone whose blood is unnervingly appetizing. It's kind of a miracle he hasn't killed her. Yet.

Jung Hoseok | ??? — His whereabouts are currently unknown, as are his genetic and vital status. Best friends with Yoongi since before they could walk, Hoseok would literally follow his twin flame into fire. When an unexpected discovery about the Min family dynasty threatened to break Yoongi, Hoseok was the one there to hold the pieces together. Blessed with a brilliant mind, he vowed to fix everything, no matter the cost. They could get through anything. Together.

Jeon Jungkook | Vampire — Former military special ops agent Jeon found his one and only chance at freedom thanks to the Ruin. He now works on behalf of the Company, where not much else is known about him or his shrouded past. Recently, he has conducted contractual business on behalf of the Company with one Park Jimin. He's certain his benefactor will be interested to know that not only does Mr. Park have a close relationship with Min Industries, but he also has a marked, full-blooded human housed on his property. But all information comes at a price.

Kim Taehyung | Vampire — Park Jimin's half-brother. A former investigative journalist currently employed by Min Industries' security division. He has a strange knack for tying together frayed threads of information and charming the pants off of anyone within a hundred foot radius. Married to Zahera, daughter of the police commissioner general, and boy does he consider himself a lucky bastard for it.

Kim Namjoon | Vampire

— A highly sought after attorney who specializes in both business and criminal law. Lawful neutral 85% of the time. Mainly employed by Min Industries, though he often picks up freelance cases, irrespective of conflicts of interest. Married to Kim Seokjin.

Kim Seokjin | Vampire

— A curious man of eclectic tastes. Owner of Not What It Seams bespoke and luxury clothing store. A master tailor, sommelier, and ballistics expert. Married to Kim Namjoon.

Updated: Nov 17, 2024

[inviisiiblelee]

The End of a Lifetime

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Word Count: 2,187 Rating: Teen and Up Audience Relationship: Alastor/Vox Additional Tags: Cursing, Angst, the break up, Emotional Hurt, no happy ending, Unrequited Love, hurtful words, Alastor is Bad at Feelings (Hazbin Hotel), Vox is Bad at Feelings (Hazbin Hotel), Those are prime tags, porting from AO3, link included above if prefered. Notes: As mentioned in all of my Vox/Alastor fics, they are heavily influenced by my roleplays and headcanon swapping and planning with a friend who writes Alastor. For some context, we determined they've known each other from the day Vox arrived in Hell, in the 1940's. My personal followup is that Vox has loved him since the 60's.

This is meant to be the last encounter they had right before Alastor disappeared for seven years. Enjoy! <3 (The italicized 'thoughts' are directed at Vox from Alastor by the way, a sort of mental connection they have through radio waves.)

Vox and Alastor had known one another for close to eighty years, if one didn’t include the time they were aware of each other while alive. Alastor had taken Vox under his wing when he came to Hell, having been entirely unprepared for the nature of the place, and though Vox never quite knew the reason why he had been so inclined, outside of perhaps the familiarity of life, he never questioned it, either. Alastor was a mentor to him, taught him just about everything he needed to know, protected him from others just as much as himself, and eventually became someone he trusted, valued. Loved, even. 

He never knew how Alastor felt about them - he never asked. It was too real a conversation to have, too dangerous against what he did have. In all of his life and death both, people around him only ever wanted something from him. His influence, or his presence, or his charisma. But Alastor had little need for the things he could offer, and most of the time, he was just happy to have someone he felt like he mattered to in a way that wasn’t conditional upon his abilities. Eventually, though, Vox began to worry he didn’t deserve him. Would Alastor wake up one day and realize how little he did for him? How much he clung, how desperate he could be?

So he started making some changes. Once the 90’s hit, he decided to pursue the trends, follow in the path of technology more closely. Upgrades, new features, more products, advertising and marketing. Branching out into different places, eventually recruiting others into his business model, creating the Vee’s with Valentino and Velvette. He started working more and more hours, dedicating himself to his work in hopes to prove a sense of ambition, his abilities to be successful and independent. But Alastor pulled away with every showing, and he thought, maybe it just wasn’t good enough. Maybe he needed to be even more, even better. Alastor never said the words to him, but what else could he assume? What else could he think, so desperate for his attention he became? 

And so, he thought, maybe he could offer him a spot in his work. They were doing so well, after all, it wasn’t as though a new branch would be unwelcome, and he wanted Alastor there. He wanted him by his side. He remembered so fondly the projects they used to work on. The hours Alastor would happily spend listening to him discuss the script and look things over, give advice on the audio portions especially. He never asked for his name on anything, but he had always loved their combined efforts, and they were some of the happiest times. Maybe if he could offer something like that again, they would be able to come together once more. He didn’t even have to be in the forefront, if he didn’t want to. They just rarely met together anymore, and if he could find a real reason to bring him in, wouldn’t it have been so nice? He hoped Alastor would feel the same way, although he tried not to get his hopes up too high. He knew he wasn’t the biggest fan of the newer technologies and not necessarily personally invested in every aspect of the business. But if he appealed to their friendship, and the success he’s produced, maybe it would work out.

Vox sent out a meeting invitation and Alastor accepted. He was there on time, just as always, with his smile on his face that he always promoted as being so important. It always eased his mind and heart to see him, but the nerves that settled immediately into his body ruined the feeling a little bit. He always felt that their personal frequency had so much tension when they were this close these days, and he felt he couldn’t use it anymore. That he didn’t really … deserve such a connection. A feeling he knew he settled on himself, but couldn’t seem to break through. Or maybe he had gotten more comfortable performing aloud, and that was sort of his plan here. Try to hide his fear and worry, try to act as though he wasn’t completely desperate for this to work out. There was a long moment of silence as he tried to gather his thoughts, and then he began.

“It’s so good to see you again, Alastor, old friend,” he started, already knowing he was talking over his own thoughts. He tried to shut down his internal thoughts, but found he could only speak over them, instead. It was fine, this had to be fine, he could make this work, surely, he wouldn’t lose him completely if he tried hard enough, right? He’d finally done enough, hadn’t he? Please, let it be enough. “I know we don’t meet too often these days, but- ah, shit.” As he spoke, his cell phone interrupted with a ding, and he pulled it out to read the preview message. Nothing too important. He set it back down, but his thoughts and words were derailed. He worked to get them back in order.

“Sorry, just an update from Velvette,” he explained, a little embarrassed. “Anyway, as I was saying- I’m hoping to sort of resolve our lack of ability to meet more often today. The company as a whole is seeing profits higher than ever right now, I know you might not really keep up with all that, but it’s been a super profitable quarter. The costs are low now for at least seventy-percent of our products, which is really boosting income, bringing repeat customers, and of course, I’ve been working on the signal with my powers and find that it’s about ten times more effective now attracting new customers than it was this time ten years ago.” He spoke with confidence about his work, but there was a nervous energy that he was releasing along the frequency, no doubt, causing him to raise his voice a little, to put more power behind it, to try to seem more and more pleased. Was it impressive enough? Was he proud? Did he think Vox was worth his time now, having ascended ranks in his own way? He couldn’t do what Alastor did, he couldn’t mow down other Overlords like that, but maybe this would be good enough? 

Alastor remained silent. He floundered a little, but continued.

“We’re really branching out, you know, reaching new corners of the market in a lot of ways, Velvette has really done a great job spreading our influence around and getting more of an audience, and Valentino has most definitely dominated the adult space in a lot of ways and I think we’re about as saturated there as possible, with an appeal for just about anyone. Sponsorships and ad spots have wait lists now, even the really short banner ones.” 

Get to the point, Vox.

He heard it over the frequency, over the fray of his frantic words and thoughts, and he didn’t even think about it. He didn’t really register it properly, but he found himself moving the conversation along as quickly as he could in response, like it was a command, like he had to listen or something terrible would happen. 

“Anyway. I’ve been thinking about the way we used to collaborate on old projects, and I thought it might be a great idea to invite you onto the team!” He put as much enthusiasm, hope, anything positive he could think of into the words. He wanted him so badly to agree. He wanted to work with him again, he wanted to bridge the gap between them; maybe if Alastor saw first-hand how much he worked, he would see how hard he was trying. “I figure, we would be happy to help broadcast your works, you’d of course maintain full control over your side of things. Just reach more audiences, you know? You wouldn’t have to be on any forefronts, you know, the trio of Vee’s is well established, that wouldn’t be something you have to worry about, and you could be as involved or uninvolved with inner workings as you’d like. But I think, mostly, it’d be nice to work together again.”

There was a long moment of silence in which Alastor seemed to be staring him down, as though he’d said something wrong. It felt like someone was pouring ice water down Vox’s back. 

“Well, what do you say…?”

“Are you joking?”

The words didn’t sink in at first, and then Vox’s smile faltered. The silence settled in, and Vox found himself responding in his own mind with a soft, no…

Alastor began to laugh, moments after, and the sound was like a knife through Vox’s heart, and he felt his expression slip into something more vulnerable, but he couldn’t find words, neither in his mind or his mouth. He couldn’t respond at all, and then the world began to darken around them, as Alastor’s antlers sprouted and grew from his head, his shadow expanding to take over a large space behind him, twisting and uncontrolled. Vox wasn’t afraid of Alastor, had never been, but the vicious aggression was never directed at him like this. He shrank back slightly - not worried about what he would do to him, but what he would say.

“No.”

Even just one word felt so harsh, but Vox only watched, waited, and finally listened. Too little too late. 

“I will say this once, so listen closely.”

I will say this once, once, so listen closely.

Alastor was speaking both out loud and along the frequency, and Vox could hear every word, and could feel the rage and disgust in the latter. He wanted to hide. Go back, change things. He wanted to take it back, couldn’t he take it back?

“I want nothing to do with any of this. I want nothing to do with you.”

Nothing to do with this. Nothing to do with you. Nothing to do with you.

Digging into his soul. Dragging claw marks along his heart.

“You are an embarrassment. A fraudulent pathetic wretch. I would be ashamed to work with you anymore.”

Embarrassment. Fraudulent. Pathetic. I am ashamed of you.

“I hate everything that you have become.”

I hate everything that you are.

Words like knives, truly, weapons that could kill so much easier than any other thing. His heart sank, wounded and damaged. His mind couldn’t process it fast enough. He couldn’t keep up. 

“There is no world in which I can take you seriously. You are nothing more than the senseless and impractical things you surround yourself with.”

You are nothing. Nothing.

Nothing? He was nothing to him. Has it always been that way? How long had Alastor felt like this?

“I never want to hear such stupid notions from you again. Do not come to me for anything else. I don’t want your worthless opinions or support.”

I never want to hear from you again. Do not come to me. I don’t want you.

He doesn’t want you. Hear that, Vox? He doesn’t fucking want you.

“I do not need you.”

I do not need you. I. Do not. Need. You.

He knew that already. It wasn’t new, but it hurt just as much, like a brand new revelation that could break him down. He was breaking down. His body was starting to fail him, but he couldn’t even think about that. His screen stuttered and flickered like a light switch was being played with, his expression changed with each flicker, but he couldn’t begin to keep track of his own feelings. The shadows began to fall away, and by the time Vox could properly see again, Alastor was gone. Silence filled the room, save for the static of his own body, almost like a low keening he couldn’t seem to control. He didn’t know where it was coming from. His throat? His face? Some other failing fucking body part?

Alastor hated him. The words were settling in the seat of his soul, and they dug deep homes there. He started to laugh, at first, a manic, unhappy sound escaping him that he couldn’t stop. But it devolved quickly, and he dropped his head into his hands, shaking as he sobbed. He’d fucked it up. He had fucked it up so fucking bad, what couldn’t he see? It was right there the whole time. There were so many signs, and instead he had chosen to rush blindly forward, thinking he had the answers, that he knew what he was doing. He had assumed all the wrong things, and look where it led him. 

There were new rules. New rules he would follow. He had to. What else was there to do? Beg for him to come back? Beg for a chance to recover, to fix his wrongs, to talk about everything he’d done wrong? No, he’d made it perfectly clear he had no intention of that. Besides, it wasn’t as though he deserved it. He was worthless, after all.

A failure, a fraud, and nothing. 

Always fucking nothing.

[kiynania]

So like what if Vex's plan to overthrow the current emperor of the Never Realm backfired HORRIBLY

Like he still manages to erase Zane's memories and manipulate him into thinking he's the Ice Emperor, but once they get into the castle, Vex tells Zane to like cause harm to them or some shit like that and Zane goes like "I don't wanna hurt anyone. Justice will be served, not revenge, " and then the emperor goes like,"What justice?" And then Zane tells the story that Vex told him abt how they're the true emperor and how the current emperor is the cruel ruler and then everyone is just batshit confused abt the whole thing but when they like kinda connect some pieces, they throw Vex in the dungeon. With Vex out of the way, they don't know what to do with Zane, they ask him if he had a family or something, but Zane goes like "I don't even remember my own name, much less if I even had a family," and then randomly he tries to see what the staff can do, so he points to an empty spot and like causes the entire spot to be filled with ice and apologizes over and over again, so he let's go of the staff and they lock it up somewhere in the palace. Since the Emperor didn't know what to do with Zane, they kinda just let him work at the palace(still thinking), but every once in a while, Zane just goes wandering in the Never Realm for short periods of time, he encounters villages and makes little ice sculptures just outside of all the villages bc why not, he never fails to return to the palace so they could continue his work, bc of this, Zane's known as "The Frozen Wanderer"(im bad at names pls don't judge me.) But when the ninja(+pixal) go to the Never Realm, they aren't informed of this "Wanderer" so one night Pixal's just sitting in the snow thinking abt Zane and Kai can't sleep, so he goes outside and also sits with Pixal. After a little bit of keeping each other company, a random person with a hoodie over their head, Pixal and Kai start getting ready to attack bc both of them think that the hooded person's going to attack, but then he takes the takes the hoodie off and it's revealed that it's actually Zane so both Kai and Pixal go like "ZANE!" and him a big, tight hug, but Zane gets so confused, and then he's like, "Who are you?" And both Pixal and Kai are extremely confused until they realize that Zane doesnt remember anything so they try to explain to Zane that he's their friend/partner but all Zane does is try to explain that they've got the wrong person and this just goes on for like an hour until Zane realizes he has to go back to the palace and tries to leave but Kai grabs their arm but all that does is make Zane a bit scared so he pushes Kai to the ground and makes like an ice wall and as he getting ready to run, there's a little pain in their chest from using too much ice at once(that one scene in s11 ep 27) so it weakens him a bit which gives Pixal the upper hand and sprints around the wall to help Zane but it doesn't help and Zane refuses Pixal's help and starts bolting for it. Pixal and Kai try to keep up with him but due to Zane being in the never realm for 60+ years, he has more WAY knowledge abt the Never Realm and they successfully outrun Pixal and Kai, and it leaves them both distraught that they're own friend/partner doesn't remember them. But what's more important is how in the world are they gonna address this to the rest of the team???

[sanguisxferox]

{ THE ESSENTIALS }

Name: Fior Anker Age: 276 Species: Lionfish merfolk Powers: As Lionfish Merfolk, he has venomous spines like a regular Lionfish in his “fish” form. Deity: Goddess of Death Gender, Pronouns, Sexual & Romantic identities: Cis-male. He/him. Demisexual. Grayromantic Residence / Years:  Esplanade Ridge / since 1812ish Affiliation / Years:  The Lightless / early beginnings Job / Workplace: Emissary / Owner of House of Usher, Funeral Home (Esplanade Ridge) Relationship status: Widower Positive traits: Lawful, reliable, intelligent, loyal, devoted Negative traits: Cynical, fatalist, passive-aggressive, phlegmatic, secretive

{ FAMILY TREE }

Parents: Deceased

Adoptive Parents: Deceased

Wife: Deceased (Voodoo Witch)

Twin children: Deceased

Older sister: She’s dead to him (see wanted connection)

In-laws: See wanted connection (Voodoo Witches)

{ HEADCANONS }

He was born in Denmark, the youngest of two children. His birthday is March 3rd, making him a Pisces.

To this day, he has kept a hint of his Danish accent when he speaks.

His affinity to learn new languages had been extremely useful for his work as Emissary. Hence why he speaks over a dozen different languages to different degrees of fluency.

His biological parents died when he was around 10 in a freak accident. He was then adopted and half a decade later, his adoptive parents were murdered.

In his late 60’s, he visited New Orleans where he met the woman that would eventually become his wife (Agnès Duval/Angela Bassett fc). Agnès was part of the newly formed faction called The Chthonics (now known as the Lightless). It’s through her and the faction members that he learned to accept the many deaths in his life and go through his grief.

His calm nature and very neutral, but lawful way of seeing things made him an almost perfect candidate to be an Emissary in the late 1990’s. A position he’s held ever since.

During their life together, Agnès and Fior had an opened relationship, but truly only loved one another. They had twins together whom died alongside their mother during a failed mission in 2018. The twins were 19 and his wife 241.

Following their deaths, Fior has been become phlegmatic; losing interest in anything romantic and sexual as the grief consumes him. He’s quite literally blind to any interest anyone could have in him, including ex-lovers.

His brief time as Mathias Attano’s lover made it possible for The Lightless to discover what the Deathrunners’ Higher Ups were planning to do with the young man (make him a vessel to become a new God of Life).

As an Emissary, he’s extremely charming, but doesn’t take well to being gaslighted, bullshitted or being on the receiving hand of blatant disrespect. Situations like that will either result in Fior becoming increasingly passive-aggressive―sending extremely polite insults that are easily missed, or leave the pourparler.

With a striking presence at 1.83m (6ft), Fior boasts unkempt, greying hair and piercing blue eyes, framed by a semi well-groomed, long stubble beard. His tattooed arms, adorned with black-and-white designs of lionfishes and voodoo symbols, pay tribute to his roots and lost loved ones. Often seen in short-sleeved buttoned shirts, he effortlessly transitions from sophisticated in a blazer to a rougher edge when sleeves are rolled up, showcasing his ink and the stories etched into his skin.

{ CONNECTIONS }

Suresh Lal / acquaintance: They met for the first time in mid-2019—underwater— while Fior was on a diplomatic mission. Since then, they've crossed path when diplomacy was required and the Lightless Leader wasn't available or Fior's presence was demanded by the naga himself. Fior feels very neutral about Suresh, mostly because he no longer stops to think about things beyond his work and is unaware of the Leader’s interest in him.

Mathias Attano / ex-lover: They met in 2017, unaware of each other's identity. It lasted until 2018, right after the loss of his wife and children when Mathias offered to bring them back. The argument that broke between them is how Fior found out the Deathrunners' plan for their messiah. While Fior will not talk about it—from lack of desire, interest and grief—he still cares about the younger man and is utterly horrified by what is being done to him.

Mila Schneider / employee: Of all the people who aren't part of the Duval family, or a member of the Lightless, Mila is one of the few that Fior is alright to keep close. Her views on Death and life in general are something he admires in her. He somewhat took her under his wing since she started her internship at his Funeral home, but she has no clue about his criminal activities and he plans on keeping it that way unless he introduces her to the Lightless.

Lars Alexanderson: TBA

{ WANTED CONNECTIONS }

Older sister: Like a repeat of the siblings fight between the God of Death and the God of Life, Fior’s older sister is part of the newish faction The Nameless. While Fior has accepted Death itself and the many deaths in his life (even though he’s currently still grieving the loss of his wife and children) his older sister went down a different path; seeking revenge and her own justice against something that (while “unfair”) is natural. They have an antagonistic relationship (mostly from his side). She still loves him dearly (he's her baby brother after all) and they'd both be incapable of killing each other, but the tension when they're together is palpable. (Helen Mirren FC)

Deceased wife’s sibling: Just like all other members of the Duval family, they are part of the Lightless. They have a sibling-like relationship with Fior and are saddened by his current inability to move on or just enjoy life again. Agnès was the glue in the family and her presence has been missed. Not long after Agnès' death, Fior closed himself off completely for a year because of his grief, it almost put a strain on their relationship, but it's that same grief that brought them back together. While not a confident to Fior, they are one of the very few people the Emissary is comfortable to be vulnerable with. (Florence Kasumba, Djimon Hounsou, UTP similar +45 fc)

[rodeoromeo]

How did you first get into CSNY? If you want, you could talk about each of them individually.

ahhh thank you for asking this! It's kind of not an exact story, because in a way I've always been "into" CSNY because I've been familiar with them musically for a while, but I only recently became extremely obsessed with the band members.

I've been a fan of Neil Young's more popular music since I was a kid, because my parents are fans of his. (They've seen him in concert three times and they actually saw CSN one time. the jealousy). My earliest Neil Young memory is looking at the cover of their Mirrorball and Harvest Moon CDs.... I didn't know anything about him as a guy for a long time though. But who wouldn't be compelled by this image

who is he.....

In a roundabout way I've been a Buffalo Springfield fan for much longer than I've known anything about CSNY too, because my personal entryway into my obsession with 60s/70s music and culture was the Forrest Gump soundtrack (thank you to my parents' CD collection again). That happened nearly 10 years ago (that origin story is also kinda wild and very formative I think I've half talked about it before)

I sort of tripped into picking them up this intensely right now. A few months ago I bought Stephen Stills' self titled album at a record store at the same time I was getting the Monkees Greatest Hits because I though if he's good enough for Peter Tork he's good enough for me (hilarious), and strangely enough realized there were a lot of songs on the album I already knew that I just didn't realize were his. So I've been listening to that album a lot a lot for half a year almost.

I also became obsessed with finding Deja Vu on vinyl because I was deeply into Our House, and it wasn't that hard to pick up. I quickly had like... a religious experience listening to it one night so they really started to get their hooks into me. I think a lot of my obsessions actually start due to deep emotional experiences and shifts rather than some calculated coherent thought.

The easiest quickest answer is that I started reading CSNY by Peter Doggett. My Dad read it a few years ago and I remembered him enjoying it so I picked it up and its been really really interesting learning more about each of them, and thats where I kind of started to fall in love with them all and their stories (especially Neil and David who I also just . fell in love with deeply and developed huge crushes on . hi guys)

Also sneaking into two Neil concerts last month really cemented Him for me. He's got a world of respect from me and easily became one of the most significant artistic voices in my life right now and is getting me through a really tough time in ways I can't even describe. Art that saves you... its a gift you can never repay.

TLDR; I've always been into them, I'm newly into them, they've always been here, they're showing up in new ways for me every single day. They're a representation of a part of history and a movement of art that has been a part of my soul since I was a kid, they're a fresh thing breaking through the cycle of pain and apathy I'm living in. They mean a great great deal to me.

[ridearockox]

The who exploring eachother bodies in the mid 60s am I right

Hello you are absolutely right and I'm going to talk about + it gives me an excuse to post photos! Win/Win!

Read more because more photos and I will ramble, ops!

Mid 60's Who, my beloved. That's easily one of my top three favorite Who eras, no joke. John slowly becoming more eccentric with his clothes, Roger doing slay after slay, Pete growing ridiculously cute and Keith reaching that innocent yet mischievous balance.

I believe that they are the most explosive and careless during this era. They aren't teens anymore, but they aren't full adults either, and there's still a lot of tension and frustration in the air. Yet they are all growing steadily closer, despite their clashing personalities and them talking about how they "dislike" each other whenever they are asked about if they get along (I'm calling out Roger specially during this time like stop lying).

My favorite thing ever from this era is Moontwistle because I think that at this point they are literally glued to each other, I mean their stupid carnival date photoshoot is during that era like, OK, just say you are gay, geez!

I absolutely love the idea of them starting their relationship during this time. I have a lot of soft thoughts about them during this and the more late-ish 60's like they are legit in love and they are just cute. Cute and a bit kinky because they are who they are fufufu.

It's the perfect Moontwistle era for awkward but enthusiastic making out, Keith being a little too eager to please, John being enamored by Keith's cute looks, them teasing each other playfully at every opportunity, having sex at "unconventional" places because they are just hormonal and in love and can't keep their stupid hands off each other. Keith specially needs to be touching John 24/7 or he'll literally die.

I want them to explore and discover kinks together, and I specially want this Keith and John to explore Keith's crossdressing tendencies I think it's very ripe for good content (I mean I wrote a fic on that before so yeah).

But, oh dear, it would be out of character of me if I didn't mention my love, my lifeblood: 60's problematic Daltwistle.

And no I don't care how many times I post these photos and scream about them and become absolutely unhinged. You're gonna have to deal with me talking about it again (also can I just talk real quick about how being a daltwistle shipper is the worst because there are like three photos with only them, and all other times I'm trying to show them together to make a point I need to crop a group shot or use individual images I hate it here)

I love flustered Roger who doesn't know how to deal with his feelings for John in a healthy manner. And John taking full advantage of Roger's confusing feelings to pretty much manipulating him into sex. I make John very toxic during this era with Roger for absolutely no reason. He's manipulative, intimidating, nasty and literally doesn't know what "No" means.

But let it be known it's far more in a dubcon light than full on non-con, with Roger's moaning and gasping just occasionally being interrupted by a "stop" or similar, but John can feel Roger so tight around him~

Hm? What is that? It's getting too risqué in here? OK, fine, I'll talk about Towntwistle then.

Where do I even start with these two?

This is some "childhood friends who started dating" energy right there. They could not be more opposite to each other and yet they've been friends for 5987867 years and the only logical progression to their relationship was to start dating.

Love that Pete gets over the initial awkward stage at this point (he honestly starts off terrified because he absolutely thinks John is not gonna be OK with being more than just friends but he clearly is more than OK) and while John comes up with the strangest stuff to add to their sex, Pete is a poor naive soul who goes "Well, I trust him, we've been friends for so long. He wouldn't do anything evil to me."

And yeah, John doesn't do anything mean to Pete, but it doesn't really take long until Pete finds himself all tied up and restrained, which he didn't expect to get turned on by and yet... (thanks to the server for planting this idea in my brain, now it won't leave).

But honestly Pete likes the whole bondage thing because he legit an just turn off his brain and let John take care of everything and honestly, being able to do that is bliss for Pete. Because he thinks all the thoughts all the time.

Wait, I need to talk about Towntrey before this post is over!

So they are ridiculous and I love them? Roger is at this point where he's finally moving away from being super aggressive all the time, so in turn his relationship with Pete starts to improve steadily. Also this is the point where he starts to become my personal favorite type of Roger: flighty and not afraid of flirting.

Meanwhile Pete is terrified of flirting. Specially coming from Roger because he can't tell if he's doing it to pull his leg, make fun of him, or if he's serious. Roger is always treating everything like such a huge joke, Pete can't tell when he's being for real about something. That is until Roger gets fed up, corners him one day and kisses him. That's when Pete knows he's for real.

I don't have super spicy takes for them sadly. I feel that almost every time I think of Towntrey in a requited way, it always ends up landing on more soft, fluffy sex, which isn't a bad thing, but it's not interesting for me to talk about unless I am writing a fic or something (but I'll say this: Pete is the biggest sub top ever, even if their relationship doesn't really follow dom/sub dynamics).

And that's all I have to say about mid 60's Who and ships lol

[jaiyemourningstar91]

DONE

Since coming out to two of my, sort of life long friends--two guys who have literally become brother's to me--saved me from self non-existing...you name it. Been there with me through all my ups and downs in life, especially my adult life...all the heartbreaks, depression, etc etc---BUT. Since, coming out to them as queer (a pandemic as I consider myself *pansexual + demisexual*) and becoming more open with them about myself, my beliefs, sexuality, etc. They've kinda been acting different. More judgmental than usual.

Like we built part of our brotherhood based in hard hitting roastings and what have you. No punches pulled at times. So, when I say things are different, this goes beyond all that. And I don't know, maybe it has something to do with us all getting older. We're collectively in or around mid 30s. Life has changed for us in different ways, yet, also remained the same. As our trio has seen them both become rather successful at life and having built lives full of experiences I have never been close to. Traveling to foreign countries, marriage, successful carries, financial stability, decent family, houses with land attached, you know, the finer things in life. As best as one can get in this economy at least...

But me, well, I've always been the overweight loser of the group. Always punching upward trying to break my glass ceiling. Cool, calm, and collected. Gentle giant who always tries to be selfless. Do the right things. You name it. But, in the end, life happens. I've been through the shittiest things. All the bad luck. Everything that could go wrong, has. Bout all that hasn't happened is my own premature burial. I'm at yet another low point having lost my car out of nowhere due to engine failure. Overnight, mind you. No warning signs or anything. Lost a decent paying job, now working only making 11.50 an our at a dollar store. Management at that, which really is a just a glorified cashier to be honest. I was walking to and from, but thankfully I get rides now. Befriended by some people who apparently thought I am a "foodie" because of my weight or me simply saying I enjoy Chinese food? Whatever the case may be, I am thankful for the rides, but I also felt a little insulted. I don't even eat like that. Hell, some days I have to remind myself to. ANYWAY, sidetracked. Back to what this is about.

SO. Today, my 'brothers', well one of them insists I call him. Urgent matters. I'm like, I kinda feel like I know, but BOY did I not know the details exactly until I called.

According to them, they have spoken with their respective spouses, without my knowledge, and decided that I have two options. To move in with one of the two, leave the life I am currently working on, INCLUDING abandoning the love of life, my adopted children (doggos and cats), the friends i have made recently, my job I just started a few months ago, and my roommate too. Like everything I've known after breaking up with my toxic 13 year relationship last year. Scrap it all to apparently come live with either of them and basically pursue the same exact professions they are doing. One is a truck driver. Other is someone who works with mentally challenged children. One I can live rent free until I'm on my feet. The other, I'll have to do things, which weren't disclosed but I am assuming help around house, rent, bills, or something as I find work out there which is like 4 hours away from here. The other is about 2. But yeah...

And the reasoning...

Basically they are tired of me constantly failing at life and not being at the level they have made it to. Saying they think I'm never gonna make it without them at this point. I'll be homeless in my 60s, granted I'll make it that far. No retirement plans. Want me to break up with my boyfriend, without giving me any reasoning behind that by the way. Just straight said, break up, didn't even have the respect to use the right pronouns too, which pissed me the fuck off because I have told them to do so several times now and clearly they aren't taking shit seriously! Like I am really fucking shitty that two people who have been like brothers to me have basically said I'm hopeless, you'll never get anywhere in life unless you pick a path like this some red pill blue pill scenario. And then insinuate that the offer has an expiration as if I'm gonna be left in the fucking dust if I don't accept. Telling me there are no excuses not to pick one of their paths as if my current life has no value at all. As if don't have love here. People who depend on me. Animals too. My own ambitions set out and things I am working towards. Like fuck all that I guess, just so they can turn me into whatever the fuck they are now.

Don't get me wrong. I can see some of the sentiment, but it is the way they come across and the stipulations attached. Like what the actual fuck? And overall, the way they seem to see me now since coming out in general. Like I'm "one of them" which I caught one of them saying before in our group chat, which honestly, these days I hardly pay attention to because most times its just them chatting about all the stuff they do that I can't relate to anyway.

But gawd damn man. I'm baffled and I really think I just need to cut out the new cancer. Cold turkey. The disrespect is real. Sure, they got decent paying jobs, but trust, what goes on in they homes and all the BS they talk about ain't something I want to be around. One married with 6 kids that ain't even his, Grown at that and apparently tearing his new 300k house apart. Go figure. The other has a GF who loves him to death. Brought him into her home. Allowed him to be there while he works on his career. She makes 6 figures a year. Done got him in the same profession. Yet, he saying the moment he gets to where he wants to be, he's just gonna leave her? Really? And also apparently, she got tons of issues too. Like why would I leave the peace I have here?

I have someone in my life for ounce who isn't ripping my heart apart. I have pets. PETS! All my life I thought I was too allergic but turns out, take some allergy pills and I'm mostly ok if I am medicated. Like my life could be better with a better job and a car. Which are things that are on the horizon. It's not hopeless here. A work in progress, yes. But not something to just toss into the fucking void.

AAAAANNNNDDDDD where in the god damn FUCK was this sort of assistance when I NEEEEEDDED IT MOST!!!! I was literally about to be living out of my FUCKING CAR before I moved in where I am now, and neither one of those FUCKERS offered for me to move in or anything! One offered me to take over his apartment he was moving out of, which found out I couldn't offered anyway. That was it. Like...wtf man. All the sudden NOW, you want to be here for me to that degree and then shit on my life and basically say I'll never amount to anything if I don't accept. Homeless at 60. Wow. Fuck me getting a better job, a car, maybe even becoming a published writer, or anything else. As if this economy gonna be any better at that. It is only getting worse. We all gonna end up fucked. Even they still struggling themselves. One too many elaborate trips out the state has them crumbling.

I'm just appalled at this today. Heated. The delivery. The timing. The circumstance. The ultimatum. How I am being made to feel...The shit hurts. Now I gotta take the blade to another connection in my life and sever it. Because I don't want people in my life who apparently don't believe in me. That is the last thing I need. I am trying so fucking hard to turn things around again. It took me 9 of 13 years to finally end a depressive toxic cycle from my ex, and I lost everything because of it. My house, my car, my FUCKING kids! All because I didn't want to continue being with a cheater, a liar, and manipulative bitch! And now, after over 20years, I have to end a brotherhood.

This is why I am introverted and don't make friends anymore. This is why I don't care to date even though I am in an open relationship. People really just end up showing me they ugliness. And I am left hurt. Fuck the sentiment man. Call me worthless, like I haven't come back from the depths of suicidal depression to still be here on my own for the most fucking part. They came in with an assist, but I wouldn't went through with the shit anyway. My kids needed me. They act like they so set for life but they both secretly miserable with their lives and not where they want to be. They can deny that shit all they want to.

The audacity man. I've been through too much and come back from even more, to be considered hopeless.

One these days I'm gonna make it. And when hands are out stretched towards me, they will get nothing. I had always planned to give back to them. Fuck em now. I'll show you worthless.

[invinciblerodent]

The more I think about it, the more I'm into this happy little accident. Like it really turned my girl's emotional development throughout the story on top of its head, and I'm so happy it took me for such a ride, completely unintentionally.

I was planning that by the end of act 2, she'd be growing a bit more secure in her role and in her current persona that she's construced for herself, and the main angsting was supposed to come from the plot itself. But now, beyond the reveal of the form the Dream Guardian took for her (her ex-husband, which was supposed to spark an unpleasant conversation that'd make Astarion realize he actually barely knows anything about her past- mostly because he just. didn't ask?), I skimmed the elf chapter in Mordekainen's real quick, and I'm beginning to think this thing specifically will be an excellent little narrative device to act as an opportunity for very quick and intense bonding between Iona and Halsin.

Like, Halsin is a mature, categorically middle-aged elf with average-, to better than average emotional intelligence, and she, at 60, is technically almost a juvenile elf still. An adult for sure, but in human terms, they're like... a 40-year-old man and a 23-year-old woman. She's -comparatively- very young still, and she still gets some access to her primal memories when she's in her trance, though they've been getting less frequent (they're supposed to stop completely around the end of the first century- I don't know how undeath is supposed to affect the Drawing of the Veil, but I for one definitely hc that death cuts off the primal memories and basically forces an undead elf to "grow up" prematurely right then and there), and Halsin's casual warmth and general experience with these things probably comforts her more than either of them would have expected.

After seeing this thing, I think she'll become keenly aware that this, this isn't her first time being abducted: this really is just the first time she didn't die in the process. And she tries to move past it on her own, accept that that was just another one in her long line of past lives that was killed and stripped of her soul and psyche, but it's... very difficult. She keeps seeing it, in her trance, behind closed eyelids... for days, even beyond the Emperor's New Groove Big Reveal, she keeps reliving moments from that life. Who she was, what she did, how it ended. She keeps reliving that tragically short life that ended with her head stripped, flayed, and mounted on a table at an age even younger than she is now (because that face's maturity seems to be at 0), and no trace of "her" remaining beyond that grotesque effigy that's been there, used as a vessel, for gods know how long. She's going back and forth between "I should have taken it", "I should have smashed it", and "I should have just left it the fuck alone".

I kind of really like that this throws yet another wrench into this already pretty messed-up relationship. I like that it's all strained and weird now, with Astarion's mind almost singularly focused on Cazador and Ascension (even if it's partly also because of an unexpectedly intense desire to protect her), and his stunted emotional growth that makes him much too impulsive and obtuse for an elf his age (and her +16 deception, and lbr, she's stomping her feelings down like they're so many grapes, and baby she's making wine) making him practically blind to her struggle. (Like. She came up to him for a bit of a cuddle and maybe a "you did well, you couldn't have known, it's okay", and it ended with him screaming "PUUUURE SHIT" into her face? Yeah, after that conversation she likely scurried off to her tent, to have just the tiniest bit of a little cry, nbd, she'll just comfort herself then like she's always done.)

Plus, I like that now there's a genuine reason for him to see her spending more and more time talking to Halsin in a secluded corner of the camp, and for him to get the wrong idea by recognizing that Halsin is not only starting to develop feelings for her that go beyond sexual desire (Halsin definitely doesn't seem to have heart problems over it, I mean "Not what [I want]. Who. But all in due course.", spoken just like that? In front of the gods, and her boyfriend, and Jaheira, and everyone?), but that Halsin would, by all accounts, be a much better partner to her than Astarion himself could ever hope to be at this stage.

(I mean, it's definitely my interpretation of the dialogue, and the whole high elf/wood elf stereotype, that he doesn't like the poly option, but he still doesn't want to be the reason the PC is denied anything they want. I think that's fitting, since at this point, he's still very much in that "I have nothing to offer beyond new burdens to carry" mindset, and I just like covert angsting like that.)

And the kicker is that... he's right. Halsin would objectively be a much better partner to Iona at this stage. He has so much more to offer her, he can help her process things, he can love her freely, please her emotionally as well as physically without issues, she just...

She just doesn't want Halsin. And that's the most important aspect of this whole thing.

Yes, she's sad, frustrated, scared, genuinely just not having a good time of it, and looking for a kind of emotional support that Astarion just cannot provide her (just as he's unloading more on her than she can presently carry, which does leave him kind of emotionally unfulfilled too), but she's made her choice, and for better or worse, she's sticking to it. Because nevertheless, she does love him, specifically, as he loves her. And I definitely like how hard, but ultimately blissful it'll be for him to realize that "this is a hard time and right now neither of us can give the other the support we need" is not chased by "so we should stop pretending this is something it clearly isn't" but by "and I still love you and am choosing you on purpose, warts and all".

a little highlight from the Nautiloid last night, this uh

this thing, it.

it has her face

so she'll probably never be free from that particular nightmare, which is cool

[stackthedeck]

tell me more abt child star johnny storm!!

okay, I already answered the other anon that asked me about this but thank you for another opportunity to talk about my favorite flaming boy! Let's talk about Johnny Storm's compulsive heterosexuality!

Also I'm not dumb. Marvel will never make Johnny Storm canonically queer. They recently had the opportunity and the author that tried to hint at it more explictly has not written for them since. Comics have a tendency to create new queer characters but are hesitant to confirm anything about old ones and while I see the appeal of new characters, it's undeniable that the old ones have more cultural significance and can be very powerful representation. Unless comic readership changes drastically, Johnny Storm and Peter Parker will never be queer. This is not "proof" this is not an accusation of queerbait. This is an interpretation.

so for those that don't know compulsive heterosexuality is this phenomenon where gay people—because of societal pressure—convince themselves that they do feel heterosexual attraction. It's being sick to your stomach around people of the opposite gender and thinking "oh this is what people mean when they say they've got butterflies in their stomach." It's picking a person of the opposite gender that is unthreatening and convenient to date rather than how they look or if they have a nice personality. It's picking a boy at random because all the other girls are talking about their crush. It's having celebrity crushes on nonthreatening gnc people of the opposite gender that are so out of reach that you can't even conceptualize dating them. For example, my first comphet crush was on David tenant, a skinny flamboyant middle-aged man acting in my favorite tv show next to an actress that I found much more attractive but didn't have the words to describe that yet. Like my "crush" on Tenant went away the minute he wasn't next to Billie Piper or was several years younger or he wasn't in the Doctor costume.

So... Johnny Storm. So first off, Johnny is queer-coded to hell and back in the 60s comics. Which like he's literally flaming, the jokes write themselves. But he's consistently damseled, demasculinized, and mocked for caring about his appearance and vanity. And if you look at the early art of him kissing women, he always looks so uncomfortable and sure that could just be bad art except, no marvel comics did know how to draw kissing, Johnny just doesn't like it. But he's not gay! Look, he's a playboy and always has a girlfriend. But by comic book rules, he doesn't have a girlfriend because there isn't one girl he's constantly interested in especially in the early years. So there's no one to have relationship drama with and so to fill in the personal storyline, they play up his rivalry with Spider-Man. So textually Spider-Man is Johnny's love interest in the 60s. And then in the 70s Spider-Man has the Skip Westcott storyline and suddenly the human torch and Spider-Man team-ups are few and far between.

But Johnny does have named love interests. But the people he dates that stick around long enough to make a story out of are rarely below him in social status. Like he dates Medusa, the queen of the inhumans who is also married. Like she's the impossible perfect woman and they have nothing in common. He dates and marries Alicia Masters, Ben Grimms' long-term girlfriend whom he has known since he was a kid she's a very familiar person to him. Except no he doesn't because she's actually a skrull, a shape-shifting alien, and he's not that pissed that she's been lying to him. There's a beard couple metaphor in there somewhere. He also dates Namorita, an Atlantian princess that he has an on and off again thing with. The relationship is very public they're clearly using each other to get into the tabloids and annoy their exes. And then Johnny makes her a member of the fantastic four when he has to go dimension hopping I think he does this with another girl that doesn't have superpowers?? and he also does this with spider-man. So the people Johnny votes into the fantastic four are his girlfriends and Peter Parker. Like all his relationships are so public, they're a performance, an attention-seeking thing, and incredibly short-lived because he isn't interested in them and they're not interested in him.

And he has this thing with Akihiro, wolverine's son/clone??? Listen despite the fact that I'm gay, I really don't know that much about the x-men. The author of Dark Wolverine said that she was under the impression that they were dating in past stories. After Akihiro came back from the dead, she intentionally wrote sexual tension between them because what do you do when your boyfriend is back from the dead. So Johnny is written as a bi man, but the marvel statement is: no, he's straight. Although Akihiro is bi, is attracted to Johnny, has pheromones that can make people attracted to him, and he has used them in the past to intestate physical contact as well as real relationships. He either is not using his powers on Johnny or that is how Johnny acts around people he's attracted to, which is deeply concerned while emotionally unavailable.

And don't even get me started on his relationship with Peter Parker!! which is private and intimate and long-lasting which is in stark contrast to all of his romantic relationships. Like they have a special spot just for the two of them. And the only other people Peter has that with are MJ and Gwen Stacy, Johnny is that important to him. They have a roommate era where Johnny is in full housewife mode. He tells Peter to look after his family when he's gone because he's the only one he trusts to love and care for them like he does because Peter is his found family. They are constantly drawn in suggestive poses and scenarios. They're always saving each other both in a dynamic duo way but also in a damsel in distress way. Johnny asks Peter to watch his sex tape with him! When Peter uses a memory wipe spell to protect his secret identity (it's not like no way home) he reveals himself again to two people, Felicia Hardy and Johnny Storm who both have the same reaction: I knew I felt something about you but I couldn't place it until I saw your face and now it's all rushing back.

Johnny also has a thing for Dazzler briefly. Recently it's become a joke in marvel fandom that being a Dazzler Fan is code for homosexual because most of her named fans are queer and she's basically the marvel comics version of Lady Gaga. Like if you're a dude that has a crush on Lady Gaga, I'm not judging but you should be asking yourself some questions.

[himbodiaz]

*twirls hair* so, married buddie, amirite ?

i have literally never seen two people who being married would suit so well. like, the ideal partner (at least imo) is someone you can trust to see the worst parts of yourself and offer them a warm place to call home inside their chest, but someone you can have fun and be silly with, too. and that's what buck and eddie are to each other.

they know and love and care about each other in a way that no one has known or loved or cared about them before. eddie offers that steadiness that buck needs in a partner, and buck offers eddie so much light. and while i think they wouldn't feel the need to get married, they would want to so, so much.

i think they would be that couple that, even twenty years from their wedding day, is always excited to be married to each other. like, they could be in their 60s and buck will turn over in bed, see eddie asleep next to him, and he's helpless but to kiss his shoulder. and when eddie wakes up a little grumbly, buck will give him that smile that he always gives him in the early morning, whisper "good morning, husband" and there's no way eddie can't smile back.

even when they fight, and they're so angry they don't want to be in the same room as the other, they always know they're going to talk it out. and maybe they're upset right now, but upset now doesn't mean upset forever. even if they don't resolve it before they go to sleep, eddie will still remind buck that he loves him, and buck will press a kiss to eddie's knuckles and repeat the reminder back.

while the big things are important, i think the little things are what they both love about their relationship the most. like, when eddie doesn't want to eat a whole piece of pizza, but he wants the toppings, buck will gladly eat the crust for him, no questions asked. or when the light from buck's phone during midnight research binges keeps eddie up a couple of times, instead of telling him to stop, eddie just gets him one of those privacy screen protectors that limits light from different angles.

on good days, bad days, and every day in between, marriage will be something that makes them stronger, steadier, and lighter, both as individuals, and in their relationship as a whole. they'll love every minute they get to spend married to each other, in a way that they've never loved anyone or anything before.

[mellometal]

ATTENTION: This is some recent information about the current events with Chris Chan that I've been able to find, plus additional information that I couldn't find anything on that is now public knowledge.

ALL videos about any updates will be linked so you can watch them for yourself, if you wish.

Again, OBLIGATORY trigger warning: This post will be going into very sensitive subject matter, including r@p3, s3xual assault, elder abuse, and inc3st. I will also be mentioning the site Kîwî F@rm$ and the person who runs it (Null). DON'T go onto Kîwî F@rm$. Just stay away from there. It's like 4chan (another site full of REALLY fucked up shit, depending on which forum you go to), but worse.

If anything I mentioned is triggering for you or makes you otherwise uncomfortable in any way, you don't have to read this post. It's not worth putting yourself in a bad state mentally. Take care of yourself, please. Consume media that sparks joy for you.

ALRIGHTY, LET'S GET TO IT. Because there's quite a lot of bullshit that happened since the first post I made about the current events. And some more information that will most likely be the nail in the coffin for Chris. I'm patiently waiting for more updates as they come and I'll share them here as soon as possible.

The person Chris was in a call with was revealed to be a troll under the name "Bella". The screenshots of messages and the audio from the call have all been confirmed to be real.

It's also been revealed that Chris confided in Null about her having a girlfriend, having s3x with her, all that. Here's a list of things to describe this "girlfriend" below, which I will compare to Barbara in bold:

This woman is "in her over fifties". (Barbara is eighty years old. Most people would assume that someone's in their late fifties when this terminology is used. Eighty is well over fifty.)

Her favorite person was the late Adam West in the 60s, as it was "for her son back then". (I don't know if Chris is referring to her half-brother Cole Smithey [he does movie reviews, and he's most famous for being one of the only people to give Toy Story 3 a negative review] here, or if she's referring to herself before she came out as trans. I'm adding this here anyway.)

Chris has known this woman "for a long time", offline and in-person. (OBVIOUSLY she's known Barbara her whole life, since she's, AGAIN, HER MOTHER! DUH.)

They've been having s3x "every three nights". (Like how Chris admitted to doing to her defenseless mother. PRETTY FUCKING FISHY, IF YOU ASK ME.)

They began having s3x on June 27th. (The same day that Chris admitted to doing to Barbara.)

This woman was an accountant when she was younger. (Barbara's job was EXACTLY this.)

Chris said she feels grateful to "enlighten" her girlfriend with s3x play that she (the woman) "missed from even her exes". (I didn't mention this in my initial post, but if you chose to watch the videos that were linked, Chris mentioned that Barbara's boyfriends and ex-husbands "have never been able to make her 0rg@$m" like Chris did. SHE EVEN MENTIONED HER LATE FATHER. THAT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING AND DISRESPECTFUL.)

Chris has been "keeping her girlfriend safe" too. (She had been "taking care of Barbara" since Bob, her late father, passed away. This right here is proof alone that she was talking about HER MOM!)

Her girlfriend "didn't want to do it at first", it was "very painful" for Chris's girlfriend in the beginning, and it took a few tries for them "to get going". This included Chris doing it FOR her because she thought her girlfriend would "feel better" due to her lack of mobility and lucidity. (Chris said all of this exact stuff TO "BELLA" during their call.)

Null initially thought that Chris was lying about sleeping with her mother to cover up the fact that she had a girlfriend and having s3x with her. Why? Because apparently people would believe Chris would have s3x with her mother than some other unknown woman. Chris told Null to keep her girlfriend's identity secret because she was afraid her girlfriend would get trolled and she'd end up losing her.

What Null realized was that what Chris told him completely matched the description of Barbara. Note that before he looked into this, he was unaware of the context Chris was giving him about her "girlfriend".

It's extremely possible now that Chris admitted to s3xually assaulting Barbara to Null and "Bella", but she wanted Null to keep it confidential. Chris wanted NULL to keep the fact that she admitted to committing a VERY serious crime A SECRET.

If Chris WAS actually lying, she'd use a lot more CWCisms (her own phrases) or say that she was "using her psychic powers" to have s3x with Barbara's fictional counterpart in another dimension. But no, Chris was VERY straightforward and talked about it casually like if you were to talk about the weather.

Chris, according to Null, slept in a parking lot in her car the other night. At least for a few hours, though I don't remember where the FUCK else she slept (maybe a hotel room eventually), considering she had -$200 in her bank account. I believe some people who are in contact with Chris sent her some money to get food too.

Null revealed that he set up a GoFundMe previously for Chris to attend a Brony convention, which was a test to see how Chris would be able to handle commissions. The GFM was successful, to say the least. Chris fulfilled commissions successfully, DESPITE NOT WORKING ON THE FUCKING COMIC. Y'KNOW, THE THING SHE'S PAID FOR ON PATREON TO DO!

Well, due to recent events, he has since taken down the GFM and is refunding all the money to all the donors. He was debating on sending Chris money (the GFM money, since Chris isn't able to go to the Brony convention), but he decided not to do so. He told Chris to sleep in her car, spend the night under the stars, and reflect on her current situation until the morning, when Null would help her find a temporary roof over her head until August 5th.

Barbara tightly manages Chris's finances. Those are Null's words, not mine. You want to know why Barbara's been having trouble with the house and shit? CHRIS HAS BEEN STEALING MONEY FROM HER FOR YEARS. HER CREDIT IS ALL SORTS OF FUCKED, SHE'S BURIED IN DEBT, AND IT'S CHRIS'S FAULT. THE PERSON WHO'S SUPPOSED TO BE TAKING CARE OF HER.

How did we find out about Chris recently getting more money, specifically $750? Well, Null has had access to Chris's emails for the past few years (Chris knows this), and he found an email that Barbara had sent Chris money.

That's a violation of the EPO (Emergency Protective Order) that was put into affect for Barbara. Chris was NOT supposed to contact Barbara in ANY way, shape or form.

Null asked Chris about this and told her that this was a violation of the EPO. He asked her if her mom sent her money. Chris denied it at first, and then went into the whole goddess bullshit she goes into. She then admitted to accessing Barbara's banking account online and wiring the $750 to HER account. Chris also said that she'd pay her back the $750 after receiving the $1000 that Null was supposed to send to Chris. Null was obviously upset with what Chris had done. Who wouldn't be?

Guess what Null did in reaction to what Chris told him? HE BLOCKED CHRIS AND REPORTED HER TO THE POLICE. I'm honestly surprised he stuck with her this long. He genuinely wanted to see Chris become a better person.

It's only a matter of time for Chris's arrest. With all this information that's out there now, more information probably coming very soon, plus people close to Chris confirming all of this....I feel it's safe for me to say that Chris did s3xually assault her mother.

I don't feel bad for Chris anymore. I have no sympathy for Chris. Any ounce of respect for this person has been long since gone. I don't feel comfortable even referring to Chris as a person. She's a monster.

I talked about Chris a few times a few years ago on Instagram, and I got yelled at for tearing this motherfucker apart. Because apparently I was an "ableist bully" for having my grievances with Chris, despite the fact that I'm autistic too and I've never "bullied" Chris for being autistic. Not even once. My grievances had more to do with Chris using her mother and their animals to exploit them for her own monetary gain INSTEAD OF TRYING TO FIND A JOB. I've even tried to suggest that she go work through a temporary work industry and get paid daily. (At that time, I didn't know that trying to interact with Chris wasn't a very good idea. I've since learned, obviously.)

Here's a link to Gibi's video:

Dillon Thomas's video:

The stream with Null:

Geno Samuel's stream:

Here's Rogue's video and live stream he did about the situation. Rogue is one of my FAVORITE YouTubers, as edgy as his content is.:

Thank you for your time.

[pennyserenade]

Fic title: See Right Through You

send me a title & i'll tell you what i'd write

This title reminds me of a Beatles' song called "I'm Looking Through You," which a bit of a biting song about a lover who's realized his partner no longer loves him and he seems to disdain them for it. There's this part that goes "I'm looking through you / And you're nowhere" and I like that bit. In the same vain as Lennon/McCartney, I'd write something sort of cruel to pair with this title too.

I've always been fascinated with Dave York and the possibilities he presents, because he seems to live in that beautifully grey moral place so many of Pedro's characters do, but with a slightly meaner kick to him. I like the idea of pairing him with this woman he meets shortly after he gets into his assassin thing that he does, and it's a quick wedding not too after (maybe I'd put it in the 50s/60s because quick weddings seem more apt back then). Dave does like this girl - he thinks she's pretty and charming and from the right parts of the world he sees himself in - but what makes him think she's perfect to marry is that she seems a bit innocent and unsuspecting. He needs that in a wife because he doesn't want to have to juggle both of these lives so tediously and have to fret about whether or not this girl is going to find out more than he needs to.

And, for a couple years, it's smooth sailing. They've got a good life, a good house, a dog, the white picket fence, and the green grass. Dave works for her family business, maybe selling cars or doing something incredibly mundane but undeniably secure, and he still does his thing at night, telling her that he's going out with some old friends (which holds up, because well, he is). Her father pays him well enough, but Dave is the sort of guy that always wants more because he never had enough growing up, and this is, for all intents and purposes, easy money; it's just doing what his good ol' honest country asked him to do in World War II.

Anyways, eventually she gets pregnant with their first kid. When she tells him, Dave is beyond thrilled about this because he wants a family with her, and he thinks they're in the perfect place financially for it. She seems pretty thrilled about it too, all smiles when she sits him down to tell him about the news, but then she gets a little serious and she says, "Oh, and Dave, I think you shouldn't go out and do what you do at night with those men anymore. I could've taken care of myself if anything happened to you, but I simply won't let my child go without a father, you hear?"

Dave just has to settle in with the knowledge that she's always probably known what he does and he has to figure out how, and then he's got to wonder if he knows her at all. It seems she's always seen right through him, but now it's his turn around the camera lens, per se. I think it'd be kind of fun because Dave usually is the character the women have to debate if they know when they find out what he does, so why not twist it around?

[shirophantomvox]

A Night on the Town- Hisoka x Illumi (Hisoillu)

What’s up y’all? Per an anon request, here is a Hisoillu story. Hisoka and Illumi go to dinner at a fancy restaurant to talk about a business contract when a single phrase or word causes them to change the subject. This story will see how they stand on their relationship. Are they only meant to be “friends” or more than? “A night on the town” is a British phrase that simply means someone going to a club or hanging out all night long. Boujee is an abbreviation of the French "bourgeois." A critical term used to describe people, things, and places that are definitively high-class. I am going to try my best to keep this in character. They feel comfortable to joke around each other only. I use places like Earth, Mars, and the US because I assume Yorknew is another name for New York. Yes, I mentioned some Voltron elements too. I love crossovers! Enjoy! Feel free to inbox me. FYI, there’s nothing wrong with eating chicken fingers as an adult. I hate steak and haven’t eaten it in over 15 years. Onto the story!

Rain fell from the sky hard as ever. The sound of the raindrops hitting multiple surfaces sounded like quarters hitting metal. Thunder clapped what seemed like every 60 seconds followed by an alarming amount of lightning. The white and red LED lights lit up the sidewalk in front, casting heavenly shadows on just about everyone that made their way in. “La Lune” is a 5 star restaurant located in the heart of Yorknew City. Tons of celebrities have had dinner there! Madonna, Rihanna, Beyonce, and so many more had taken funny photos with the chef and his wife, creating a memorable moment for everyone involved. Many take the atmosphere of this restaurant as something romantic. The lights were dimmed and the tables were lit by candle light. It seemed like everyone was being serenaded by their lover, except for these two of course. Their occasion was something far from being romantic. Both gentlemen agreed to talk about a mission that would require both of their efforts because if one did not agree, the other would parish. This mission drove them mad. Hisoka lost a few days of sleep just thinking about it!

You see, one of the country’s best space explorers has been running rampant through the streets. These students attended the Galaxy Garrison, a space college and were launched into space. While trying to bring back samples from Kerberos, they were attacked by aliens (known as the Galra), kept in another dimension, and once they returned they began to inflict pain on Earthlings just like how the Galra did to them. These students must have been experimented on because they possessed power that no Nen user could defeat.

Both gentlemen walked to the hostess desk and waited for their attention. Hisoka’s hair was covering part of his eyes. Many people found him attractive; so attractive that people would nudge him on the arm and mimic a “call me” motion with their fingers. What was it about him that people would just swoon over? Illumi stood behind Hisoka with his hands in his pants pocket, impatiently waiting to be seated. You can’t discuss aliens and brats on an empty stomach.

“How may I help you?’” The hostess smiled big as she cupped her hands waiting for his response. Her teeth were pearly white, almost appearing to be fake. But one thing was off about this woman. She stared mighty hard at his face and continued to smile. She seemed robotic. A smile appeared on his face as well; he swore she was undressing him with her eyes.

“Reservation for Gittarackur~♠?” Hisoka nearly said Illumi’s name instead.

“Right this way.”

She led them through a series of staircases and made her way to the rooftop. This building wasn’t too tall, but it was high enough. The roof was decorated with red table umbrellas, glass tables, candles, and hanging LED lights.

This is a little too romantic, Illumi. What gives?

She handed them the menu and walked away. Illumi looked to his right and left to ensure no one was close enough to hear what he was going to say. But before he could say anything, Hisoka opened his mouth and began to make unnecessary comments that got under Illumi’s skin.

“You tend to pick the restaurants with a noticeable romantic atmosphere. Care to tell~♥.?”

Illumi pressed his lips together.

“I do not pay attention to the atmosphere. I pay attention to good ratings and decent prices.”

“Oh! So, you’re a cheap date~♠!”

“This isn’t a date, Hisoka. We are talking about a mission that if it gets out of control, the whole human race will cease to exist as we know it.”

A waitress came over, introduced herself, and offered them a bottle of wine.

Did you plan this, Illumi?

Of course they accepted! Rosé was Hisoka’s go-to. The wine mellowed him out, made him more relaxed and bearable. He placed his thin fingers and sharp nails around the wide-mouth glass and sipped his drink. He smiled as Illumi disclosed more details of the mission.

“What are you saying, Illumi? I’m afraid I do not understand~♠.”

“Listen carefully. These groups of young adults have been experimented on by the Galra. Since their return, they've been stealing, beating, and even killing innocent people. Their excuse for this is by saying that “those people were bad people” based on rumors they’ve heard. They’re a menace to society, not to mention extremely dangerous. For the first time in 22 years, I’m a little worried.”

The waitress came back to take their order. Hisoka had never tried a streak before, so that is what he ordered. Illumi, the picky eater on the other hand, ordered an adult size of chicken fingers and fries. Hisoka gave him the shittiest look of the century. He placed his large hand over his face as he humiliatingly closed his eyes. Illumi squinted trying to ignore Hisoka’s stupid reactions.

“What’s the matter?”

“You embarrass me, Illumi~♠.”

“How?! What did I do?”

“We’re at a nice, romantic restaurant and all you order is chicken fingers, fries, and ranch?! Ma’am could you give us a moment~♠?”

“Absolutely.” Poor girl. Why did she have to witness that?

“What’s your problem, Hisoka?”

“You could have at least ordered the steak, salad, or both! Look around you! You’re going to be the laughing stock of this town! Try strawberry vinaigrette~♠!”

“Well, excuse me, Mr. Boujee! Chicken fingers are delicious and anyone can order them! Why would I order salad when I have lettuce at home?”

“Because it’s good for you~♠!”

“Salad doesn’t fill me up and neither does strawberry vinaigrette!”

They began to talk about the mission again. Illumi hid his fear behind his resting bitch face, but he didn’t know if he truly wanted to go through with this mission or not.

“I’m feeling cautious.”

“What for? I’m sure you can handle it~♣.”

“I can’t. I don't even think my grandfather can beat them.”

“Why so?” Hisoka drank from his glass again. Illumi did not disclose much info because he knew how Hisoka becomes when he’s tipsy. He begins to laugh and talk too much.

“They have an ability that can wipe out a Nen user within seconds.”

“Oh~♥?”

“Yes. They can disappear in the blink of an eye, they have this purple electricity shooting from their hands, and these specific men I see with gray masks that remind me of a plague doctor. They have no faces and they’re purple. Once that electricity hits you, it’s game over. They have the ability to determine if it's fatal or not.”

“Ouch. What’s the plan~♣?”

“Someone that I used to know will infiltrate the base that they’re hiding in. It will be difficult because they guard it but that is when my needles will come in handy.”

“But you didn’t have to cut me off…~♣” Hisoka sang.

“What? What was that, that you did just then?” Illumi was serious. This was no time to be joking around.

“What? I just finished what you started~♣.”

“What did I start?”

“You said ‘someone that I used to know’ and I responded ‘but you didn’t have to cut me off’. Don’t tell me you’re not aware of that song~♣.”

Hisoka smiled something softer than usual and laughed at Illumi’s clueless look. This was something he adored about him; the carelessness made him laugh so hard that he forgot about his troubles...if he had any.

“I understand why you brought me here to talk about stopping the Galra, but let’s enjoy this moment. Just you and I~♥.”

“Why? They are dangerous. They could be planning on destroying us as we speak.”

“You worry too much. Besides, everyone knows of your talent and even if they seem more powerful, I’m sure they’re keeping their distance from you.”

“I thought you’d be overjoyed at this opportunity. You can finally put those chrome cards to play.”

“Who said I wasn’t? I am but I’ve learned to hide my arousal rather well~♥.”

“You didn’t hide it well just a few seconds ago.”

“Touché’. But I was not talking about fighting then, I was talking about you~♥.”

“Hmm.” Illumi didn’t know what to say but one thing is for sure. Many, many feelings and thoughts clouded his mind and body but he didn’t know how to respond to them. He has known Hisoka for some time now and he knew of his ways; if he would just tell him how he felt, he might be surprised by his reaction. Hisoka has flirted and with him several times but for some reason he felt like if he responded he may not get a desired response.

Hisoka began to chuckle, more of a tipsy chuckle. He couldn’t hold back his laughter as he noticed how Illumi’s attitude began to change. Illumi immediately placed his wine glass on the table and squinted in confusion.

“What’s so funny, now?” He sounded a bit irritated but deep inside he was happy he asked.

“You’re blushing~♥.”

“What?”

Damn.

Was it that noticeable?

Sure was.

“I’m good! I never thought that I could make the oldest son of the Zoldyck family blush from my passes. That’s an achievement for me. So tell me Illu, do you dream about me too~♥?”

“Be quiet, would you?”

The magician couldn’t help but to release a hearty laugh so loud that people began to glance in their direction. Illumi frowned and crouched low towards the table.

“Stop it. People are staring.”

“What? I love it when people stare. That means I look good~♥.”

Hisoka continued to laugh. To add to Illumi’s social demise, he stood up from his chair, took a photo on his phone and captioned it: “Best date ever♦”.

“Don’t send that!”

“Oops. Sorry not sorry,” Hisoka gloated covering his mouth. “Guess you’ll have to catch me~♥.”

He continued to laugh but his laughter slowly began to come to a halt and wired down. Now he laid his head on the table, slightly drooling. Illumi decided that he had enough excitement for the night, so he threw three pins in his right leg, which was conveniently under the table. Hisoka had hinted earlier that he would be fine if Illumi ever made that decision. Following behind him for his entire life would be to die for. Illumi smiled as he looked at the man before him, finally silent.

“This might actually work,” he whispered to himself.

The moonlight casted a shadow on him as he admired the star on the sleeping magician’s face.

[amberheavendremurr]

I posted 883 times in 2021

117 posts created (13%)

766 posts reblogged (87%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 6.5 posts.

I added 254 tags in 2021

#amber replies - 45 posts

#heaven replies - 44 posts

#mcyt - 35 posts

#dream smp - 33 posts

#ranboo - 20 posts

#thenotsohottopic - 17 posts

#deltarune - 16 posts

#tommyinnit - 16 posts

#cryptid asks - 14 posts

#cryptid my beloved - 14 posts

Longest Tag: 88 characters

#yes you now have a tag and so will other people when they come here and give me asks lol

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

I literally went to see Deltarune stuff here and the first thing I came across is the Tumblr Sexymen thing-

I don't hate it or anything but-

Y'ALL NEED TO CHILL!

It's not even a week and y'all are so fast and already doing that-

0_o

131 notes • Posted 2021-09-19 17:54:16 GMT

#4

I think Kris x Ralsei is very cute, but there’s evidence that Kris doesn’t like him as much as he likes them. Ralsei Tea only heals 60, and unlike with Susie, Kris never really acts on their own to be friendly or helpful towards him. It’s only player decisions

If you think about it, Kris hasn't even known Ralsei for more than a week or so.

Which makes it clear as to why Kris didn't have much reaction and also they've known Susie and Noelle since they were kids so that makes it clear as to why he had some form of reaction to those!

Maybe things will change towards Ralsei from Kris later on as the chapters come but that's just what I and some people believe.

Considering Toby has pretty much implied so much Kralsei and Suselle but I did say it's people's decision on what they wanna believe so I am not gonna stop them or attack them for it!

It's basically like how Susie hasn't reciprocated her feelings for Noelle yet and in some cases it's the same with Kris and Ralsei!

I hope you get where I am going with this.

:)

143 notes • Posted 2021-09-28 06:21:04 GMT

#3

Something about the night changing! <3

168 notes • Posted 2021-10-06 16:59:18 GMT

#2

The First Batch of Minecraft Pride Championship!

Right now I am rooting for Red Rabbits and Lime Llamas from the Five Teams! Who are y'all rooting for? :D

188 notes • Posted 2021-06-18 16:10:37 GMT

#1

Toby Fox literally went all out and implied so much Susie x Noelle and Kris x Ralsei in Deltarune Chapter Two

LMAO if they become canon imma do backflips-

>w<

293 notes • Posted 2021-09-23 09:48:04 GMT

Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

Apparently my posts were mostly Dream SMP

My Tumblr community’s core values are: Cottagecore, farmcore, goblincore.

My 2022 resolutions are: gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss