#that can't be a coincidence can it

[wild-at-mind]

Was talking to my partner last night about that thing my mum used to very well meaningingly do...she knew I had a lot of trouble making friends so whenever she heard about another kid about my age who was having trouble making friends she would try and arrange for us to hang out. I feel like the problem with this strategy is that kids who have trouble making friends are usually very, very awkward, and do not possess to social skills to alleviate the awkwardness of someone else. So you end up with two kids who are both being awkward at the same time and neither is able to help the other feel less awkward. I joked to my partner that you would have to introduce the kid who was not good at making friends to kid who was really amazing at making friends, which obviously in real life is not very workable (the concept of ‘pity friends’ is a not great thing for anyone). My mum is very kind and caring, and I know it must be hard for any caring parent to see your child fail socially over and over and be horribly upset about it. She did what she could. But kids in this position are more likely to stay in any friendships they do make even if those friendships are actually very unhealthy and are harming them. That’s what happened to me, she introduced me to someone when I was 12 who turned out to be very controlling and cut off my ability to make friends with anyone else. I will never know if without this person I might have formed actual friendship connections in my teens. They did a lot of harm to me and it’s really difficult to talk about that because they were my peer and also had been through some horrible things. I just clung on tighter because I saw how the world shat on my friend from a great height, like it does all kids who have experienced traumatic family breakdown. And yet in the end, my presence probably only made things worse. It doesnt do any good to harm yourself to try and save someone else, no matter how much you care about them. I really did care about him and I wanted to help and I couldn’t because the problems were vast and societal. I broke contact with him finally when we were adults, I assume this affected my mental health very much but I don’t know because I have no context for what my adolescent development would have been without him in my life. He used to say that needing people was weak, and so I believed it. (He obviously needed me at more than a few times but that’s neither here nor there.) But in reality, we all need people. We need friends and social connections that give us reciprocity and love. I do have friends now but sometimes I feel like I form connections too strong with some people who aren’t reciprocating. I may have mentioned this on here before but we talk about unrequited romantic feelings but not about onesidedness in platonic feelings, and I wish we did. When I’m in low times there are certain friendships that I mourn (absolutely not the one described above fyi!!) even if it’s been years, or I’m still in them and the other person thinks it’s fine but I feel so lonely for more closeness with them. I’m sure someone would helpfully tell me this is all normal but when you talk to people about this stuff, you can tell they don’t feel anything even slightly similar and are bemused. I don’t know what the solution is except to go on about it in writing so that’s what I do. And I don’t know how to help kids make stronger friendships or help a kid with no self esteem choose between being friendless but sticking up for themselves, or being in a damaging and harmful friendship.

[d4rk-x-w0lf-17]

i'm fucking sick. i just remembered that each time that n reached out to the girls that he loved, asking them to let him help them and it just got him hurt in the end

[bowenoke]

you'd think a timeloop of mouthwashing would go so hard but unfortunately i think to remain true to the source material. the crew member stuck in the time loop WOULD have to be jimmy

[anistarrose]

My current version, of my ever-evolving theory, on what constitutes "aromantic stories" is that first off, there's absolutely a wide spectrum between 1, "this is explicitly undeniably about aromanticism," and 2, "there sure is a noteworthy amount of aro subtext, but representing aros clearly wasn't the author's intent." But the spectrum is best completed not as a straight line, but as a triangle, where the 3rd point is "the story probably wasn't created with aromanticism at the forefront of anyone's mind, but was created with subverting particular expectations related to romantic relationships in mind." And in my experience, a lot of juicy aromanticism-related experiences that are underrepresented in their own right can lie in that third option, regardless of whether the characters are aro-spec or allo or kind of whatever you headcanon.

So, what does make a story on this spectrum "aromantic?" IDK, I wouldn't necessarily include all or most of the firm 2s (unintentional subtext) under the aromantic story mantle. But when you get into the gray areas that inch a little closer to 1 and 3, let alone the gray area between 1 and 3 where intent is ambiguous but ultimately may not matter, it makes sense that different people will have different takes.

[whitestnoise]

[dennisboobs]

to be completely honest, I don't want macdennis in this finale at all. i want den's plot to stay his own. i want the gang to understand just how much they rely on dennis, and how the pressure is finally wearing him down. dennis' inability to escape these high expectations from all of them. of the responsibility that he hates so much. this has been a part of his plotlines for years, and now he can't even take a day trip to the beach without the gang calling him for dumb shit. he's expected to be there to help the gang whenever they need him, but will they be there to help him?

[killjoy-prince]

DAYBREAK MENTION FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 65 CHAPTERS!!! BABYGIRL I MISS YOUUUU

[compil]

2ND USER STOPPED TALKING BECAUSE IZUKU DID FIND IT. KATSUKI IS HIS ASSURED PATH TO VICTORY. I AM CLAWING AT THE WALLS OF MY ENCLOSURE

[not-aurii]

Sozin really made homosexuality illegal in the Fire Nation after Roku didn't agree to Be Gay And Colonize The Entire World together huh

Really said "If I can't have my avatar twink male-wife Roku, no one else can"

[multicolour-ink]

🧠With mario and luigi?

🧠 Traumatic event

writing prompts

There are so many ideas for this prompt alone!

I was brainstorming on this today, and as I did I thought "What if the Bros were reliving trauma through a similar experience?". So here it is :) Please note it gets sad!

Takes place in the Mario Movie verse. Based on Super Princess Peach

- - -

Mario had never felt such despair.

The plumber stretched out his aching legs, and took in the small, square space of his cell. Not that he was expecting anything to be different. He had been in this same spot for days now. Maybe months, it was hard to tell. He could practically memorise the stone walls even with his eyes closed.

How could things have gone this way?

How could Bowser have been able to capture them so easily?

It was his fault, he knew that. Even though others would obviously tell him later that it wasn't. He hadn't been vigilant enough. Hadn't been prepared. If he was, then he wouldn't be sitting in a cell, worrying about Peach, and wondering how far away she was from rescuing them.

He and Luigi would never have been split up.

Mario's heart immediately stung at the thought of his brother. They hadn't seen each other since the day they and the kingdom had been captured. Mario clearly recalled the way their hands reached for each other, the two brothers dragged apart by the Koopa army on either side. Mario managed to punch a few back before reaching again, only to yet again to be pulled back by even more forces. He saw Luigi's face glistening wet trails as he was dragged to another part of the castle. Far away from where Mario was to be placed.

Mario also recalled the sheer hatred he felt when he looked at Bowser. The Koopa King's grin was mocking, and filled with malice.

Mario's heart burnt with that same hatred now, and he clutched at his face to fight back the tears. He would not let Bowser or any of his guards catch him like this! The idea was more humiliating than anything. But he missed his brother so much.

It was all feeling too much like the first time they had discovered the Mushroom Kingdom, when they had been torn apart so viciously in the warp zone.

"We've never been apart this long."

Those words are what he had said to Peach all that time ago in the flower field. And he had meant it. He had carried that dull ache of loss, of longing, until the brothers were finally reunited, and Mario had held him in his arms once again.

He sat up and hugged his arms around him now. He imagined Luigi was with him, arms wrapped around him just as tight, his head nestled on his shoulder.

It would obviously suck, to be stuck in a cell, but at least they would have each other...

"I'm so sorry Luigi", Mario wept.

He raised a hand and made a gesture as if he was cradling a head. It all suddenly felt so real.

"I miss you."

- - -

Luigi was lying on the floor of his cell.

How long he had? He didn't know or care. His routine wasn't going to be any different in the next hour. Or the next.

He was beginning to lose his sense of reality. Stuck in this cell wasn't helping matters.

He had cried for days before the Koopa guards had installed insolation around the edge of his cell door, in a vain attempt to muffle the noise.

In all fairness, it wasn't like he was dangling over a pit of lava this time. So it was much cooler. And he wasn't in an uncomfortable cage, just a slightly bigger uncomfortable cell. So he had that going for him.

But at least in the lava prison he had company. Despite the few days of growing concern over his brother, and the heat of the lava scorching his skin, he had others to talk to. King Penguin was an interesting person with many tales from his kingdom, despite his high pride. And there had been a few koopas and goombas trapped in there that had rebelled against Bowser - so it had been helpful to get their insight. Even Lumalee had been company to an extent, although his unnerving talks of death made sure that Luigi only spoke to them when necessary.

No, the worst thing was that he missed his big brother so bad.

And it was even worse than in the lava prison. At least there he had hope that his brother was coming. This time they were both trapped. Unable to even be together because Bowser had insisted on splitting them up.

The King had known exactly what he was doing then.

Luigi clenched a fist tightly. Oh how he wished that he could have the Power Star again so he could be stronger and punch Bowser in the face like he and Mario did in that final battle in Brooklyn.

But he had no Power Star. Just his own thoughts that were slowly swirling into one day after day.

Luigi stared at the wall. How many times had he counted the bricks, or memorised every line around each slab in an attempt to pass the time?

He was going mad.

He stretched his arm out a little more, his palm facing upwards. He imagined that Mario was lying beside him. What would he say? Probably something optimistic like they would find a way out soon. Maybe they would spend the days just talking to make the time pass quicker. Mario would talk the most, he always did in dire situations.

"Luigi."

Luigi blinked. Surprisingly he wasn't startled, or scared. In fact he felt the opposite, as a vision of his brother appeared lying beside him, his hand resting in Luigi's palm.

Luigi smiled. His head felt so heavy, and for a moment he considered that he really was going mad. But he didn't want this image of his brother to go away. He felt so real.

The vision of Mario looked at him with such love and relief that Luigi thought he would start crying again. His 'brother's' hand slipped its fingers in between Luigi's, and gently stroked his thumb with his own.

"I'm so sorry, Luigi."

Luigi found himself replying.

"It's not your fault."

"You always says that", 'Mario' huffed. "But it is. I should've been stronger. I couldn't protect you."

"No one could see it coming", said Luigi more insistent this time. "Don't blame yourself."

"How are you doing?", asked 'Mario'. The concern was evident on his face.

Luigi shrugged.

"Ok. I'm getting by. What about you?"

"Ok", 'Mario' replied back. "The food is terrible though."

Luigi let out a soft laugh at that. His 'brother' smiled back.

"You know...", said Luigi. "When I was trapped in Bowser's fortress, the very first time, I sometimes imagined you were with me."

"I bet I wouldn't have been as brave as you."

"Oh you would!", Luigi spoke up. "You would've busted out of there faster than I ever did..."

'Mario' reached over with his other hand and patted their intertwined ones.

"You were brave enough to hang in there. And you're gonna keep hanging in there now. Promise me, little bro."

"I promise Mario", Luigi whispered. "I miss you."

And just like that Luigi blinked out of the trance. He sat up, finding his whole body stiff from lying down so long. He glanced up at the tiny window at the top of the outside of his cell. From what he could see, the sky was already staining a golden yellow. The guards would be here soon with his evening meal (of which would no doubt consist of stale bread and cheese).

Luigi sat back on the bench, letting out a deep breath so all his muscles relaxed.

"Hang in there Mario", he whispered. "I'll see you soon."

- - -

Back in his own cell, Mario was lying on the floor, only it was in the opposite direction than to how Luigi had been. His arm was outstretched, and his hand curled upwards in an odd angle, almost like he was trying to intertwine his fingers with someone.

"I miss you too, Luigi", Mario whispered. "Hang in there."

- - -

Authors notes under the cut

Oh dang this was heartbreaking to write ;_; Hope you like this anon!

I considered doing a scene when the brother's wake up from a nightmare of the events that transpired in the movie (like so many other fics have done)...

And then I thought, well what if I did it from another perspective. Have the brothers relive the trauma of being forcefully separated! That is defiantly something they would never want to relive again. And then I remembered Super Princess Peach and, well, here we are!

I hope you all like it, and thank you for reading <3

[atreeisatreeisabook]

Does anyone think Lady Mowbray's dogs are her former victims, like Circe from the Odyssey? I don't necessarily know that it fits the themes, but it would be a fun mixture of the flesh and the hunt, and a continuation of how she first figuratively turned chef boy into a hunting dog and had him tree his employee.

[prince-liest]

Jumping on the “about you wanting to write more lucifer” bandwagon, don’t mind me!

I loved your ‘How to Bag an Angel’ fic so much, I’ve never read an Angel/Lucifer fic like it (and was subsequently very disappointed to find that it wasn’t a popular ship); you totally sold me on that rarepair! Absolutely zero pressure, I totally get prioritising writing for your own enjoyment, but would you ever consider writing a continuation based on Angel’s “maybe you can call me daddy”? Because that line made me go 👀

HAHA, okay, confession: I'm absolutely writing a sequel (banged out 2k words today so far baybeeee, pun intended) but it's absolutely also not going to include any daddy kink because while there are few things out there that I find too personally silly to write in a not-joking context, that is one of them.

Have a snippet as an apology:

[thechosenanubis]

Nina and Eddie seeing the school for the first time parallels.

While the camera shots are taken from different angles, both Nina and Eddie are standing in the same spot

I'm pretty sure this is purely coincidental, but i'm going to indulge my delusional self and say this is actually the first osirian hint. :D

[dmitriyuriev]

The roots of obsession (Limbo/Danzou)

Inspired by some of Kashin Koji's lines about Seimei and his involvement with the creation of a mech that was constructed in a similar manner to their karakuri.

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

NO FUCKING WAY NO WAY

SOMEONE MADE DISCO-SPIDERS HOBIE SHIRT!!!!!!!!

I found this scrolling on Etsy randomly and come on you can't tell me that was made for her - like it's the SAME FONT

I LOVE IT. I WANT IT.

Disco will hand deliver Hobie brainrot to the entire multiverse.

[tiredassmage]

is it really official if i haven't done a text post dump? /lh

last one in particular w/thanks to @eorzeashan for reminding me i had it saved already with this comment xD <3