#that’s where they would be explored best I think

[positivementalaxolotl]

I want to be clear here that sometimes cats that are suppose to be indoor cats escape the house. I have had this issue before *We have broken windows, and he likes to dash out when people crack the doors open. He also knows how to open certain doors and windows as well*

There was a point in time where someone found my cat, and just took him. They drove him out 3O+ minutes away to their house. The only reason why we were able to get him back was because 2 of this persons friends were walking by one of my posters I posted outside my house on a sign. On my way back from posting other missing posters, I saw them and we had a pleasant conversation about him and getting him back. I am not mad or anything about them taking my cat back to this strangers house, I am actually very thankful that had he not been brought back to me, that he would have had another loving home to go to.

Every time I have gone online to try to find my cat on one of the MANY times he has escaped my house, people have assumed that he was an outdoor cat, even when in the same listings I very specifically state that he escaped and is an indoor cat. I have been yelled at, I have been lectured, I have had strangers come to my house and yell at me about how I must not *really* love my cat, and then had people online tell me I am entitled because I do not want strangers to come to my house and yell at me. This is a combination of because of people choosing not to read the posts they are seeing, people thinking that this kind of behaviour in any context is okay, and people being horrible to those in poverty.

I have had people recommend a *low cost* vet that was almost an hour away, and cost more than a vet that I could walk to and from if need be. And then promptly scream at me because I had just lost my job and could not get my cat to the vet that same day to take care of his neuter.

I am VEHEMENTLY against outdoor cats. Not only is it god awful for the cats involved, but its an environmental issue as well. Both of my cats are indoor cats, one of them just has not been neutered yet and likes to run outside the moment hes able to when its warm outside. I know the risks of him being outside. I am fully aware. I am lucky enough to be in a relatively safe area where my cat feels safe enough around the wildlife to use the deer as protection against me. He DOES also always come back within 12 to 24 hours after leaving. The only times he has not was when he was taken by a person, or when it was raining outside, and usually he will hide nearby if that is the case. He does go over to other peoples houses, but its not a thing where he spends more and more time there. He just likes to explore and get the girls.

The point of what I am saying here is that if you want your cat to be a fully or near fully indoor cat, just keeping them inside isnt enough. My boy nearly crushed himself shoving an air conditioner out the window to escape. The BEST thing you can do for any cat to make sure they stay in your area is to NEUTER them. That way they are less likely to run off, and if they do, then they are less likely to travel far or get into fights with other cats. If you see an intact cat outside, yeah it may be a stray. But it is ALWAYS best to make sure that it does not belong to someone who is trying to keep them indoors. If you find the owners keep them outside, then... Cat distribution system. The only cats I would say should stay outside are feral cats, or cats that were raised outdoors and strongly do not do well indoors, but have a safe place to stay outdoors.

*I am planning on getting him taken care of here soon I just need to make everything work first*

I can think of a really easy solution to this problem.

[cheshireliam]

"Wrapped in Wicked Romance" Story Event: Epilogue

Ring Schwartz

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Ring: I’m asking you out on a date! 

His date proposal that sounded more like a request to duel left me standing there wide-eyed in shock.  

Nica: … Ring. You’re not challenging her to a fight. Can you try again, but be more relaxed this time? 

Nica shrugged in exasperation, thinking the same thing I was.

Nica: Also, you didn't explain yourself well.

Ring: Oh, uhh… right. My bad. 

Ring: We couldn’t have a proper date with all that happened the other day, so… 

Ring: I want to take you out on a date again. Can… can I?

His voice was shaking as he nervously asked for my response.

I couldn't bear to reject him, seeing that he was trying his best.

Besides… I realised after our last date that I wanted to get to know him better, so there was no reason for me to refuse. 

Kate: I’d love to. 

Ring: R-really!? I’m not dreaming… right? YES…! 

Nica: This is reality. Good grief… look at you getting so excited as if you two are really in a relationship.

Darius: Isn’t that great, Ring?

…

The next day, Ring and I went for our date right away. 

While waiting outside Crown’s castle, I saw Ring sprinting towards me from a distance at full speed. 

Ring: … S-sorry! I’m late…! 

Kate: No, you’re right on time. I’m the one who came early. 

Kate: You arrived first and waited for me the last time, so… I thought I’d be the one to wait this time.

Ring: I-is that so? Then, next time I’ll come early t— 

Ring: Ah… no, nevermind. 

Ring’s words cut off mid-sentence, realising there might not be a next date. 

That kind of made me feel lonely.) 

(... I never realised how badly I wanted to spend more time with him.) 

Whether it was his endearing shyness due to being unaccustomed to interacting with women that made me want to tease him a little, or his kindness for thinking about others, or even the evil side of him that could mercilessly kill under Darius’ orders… I wanted to know even more about him. 

I felt that one date wouldn't be enough, and so…

Kate: Next date, it’ll be your turn to come early.

I picked up where Ring cut himself off, so that we would entirely erase the possibility of future dates happening.

Ring: Y-yeah… that's right!

Ring: Even though I can’t fall asleep the night before our dates�� I’ll do my best to wake up early.

Ring nodded so vigorously that I was worried his head might fall. 

I felt relieved and at the same time, my chest was filled with a tingling warm feeling .

Ring: But first of all, let’s make sure today’s date goes smoothly.

Ring: Y-your outfit today… It reminds me of the colour of Bluebells. It looks beautiful. 

Ring: A-and your hairstyle… it’s amazing. It’s braided like chains…

Ring: … I think it suits you and… you look lovely. 

Kate: I discussed with the maids at Crown’s castle before deciding on my clothes and hairstyle! Thank you for the compliments.

Ring: I see… alright, I’ve done the compliments part…

Ring: Next is… uhh… you can hold my arm. 

Ring said and thrust his right arm out at me.

(The last time, he made an excuse saying he was “warming up”.)

The slight improvement made me smile tenderly, and I gently placed my hand on his arm.

Kate: Thank you. Well then, let’s get going!

…

And so, we went to The Scala, which we couldn't do the last time, and watched a play. 

Afterwards, we explored the city while shopping, and I introduced him to a restaurant that was both affordable and served delicious food.

We spent our time to the fullest, enjoying everything London had to offer.

…

Ring: … Everything felt so new to me.

Ring: Thank you for the enjoyable date, Robin.

Kate: I’m glad you had fun! By the way, what was the most impressive experience for you?

Ring: … Definitely Liam’s acting. 

Ring: He’s usually all sparkly and pink, but when he went on stage today, he was more of a glaring black colour. 

It was a unique description, but it was clear as day how moved he was by Liam’s performance.

Kate: Fufu, I’ll make sure to tell Liam that you enjoyed his performance! 

Kate: Also… can I ask you another question?

Ring: What is it? 

Kate: … Was today’s date also Darius’ order? 

Ring: …

Ring: … Looks like you’ve seen right through me.

Seemingly having accepted the situation, Ring began explaining. 

Apparently, Darius suggested the idea of going on a date today because Ring and I weren’t able to interact properly the last time.

Kate: I see…

Ring: … Robin? 

Kate: I had a hunch this was all Darius’ idea, but…

Kate: I also kind of hoped that you asked me out because you wanted to… so I feel a little lonely. 

Ring: ah… 

(I guess I was just selfish for wanting to know the truth… now I feel somewhat embarrassed.) 

Kate: Sorry for making it awkward! Let’s head back.

Ring: W-wait! It’s true that it was Dari’s idea this time…

Ring: But even if he didn't make the suggestion, I think I would’ve still invited you on a date myself. 

Ring: You’re a dangerous person… with a curse that makes my heart race every time. 

Ring: I think… I need to get to know more about you and come up with a strategy to counter it. 

Ring: So… I want to spend more time with you.

(A curse that makes his heart race…?) 

Of course, I wasn't a Cursed One. The reason why Ring’s heart was racing was likely because he isn’t used to being around women. 

(But… regardless of the reason, I’m glad to know he wants to get to know me better.)

Kate: I want to have more time to get to know you too. So… I’ll look forward to that from now on.

Kate: By all means, find out a lot of things about me and figure out your strategy.

Ring: Y-yeah… bring it on!

We’ve only just met not too long ago, so there were still many things about each other that were unknown to us.

Even so, one thing was certain— we both wanted to know more about each other. 

I don't know what kind of relationship we’ll build in the future as I grow more familiar with Ring…

But, right now, I’m just happy that we share the same feelings. 

[hazzashouse]

The Space Between Us (Harry Styles series)

Hi! Welcome to my new series The Space Between Us! This is a Harry Styles x OC fanfiction, where Harry plays himself—a global superstar—and the story explores his reunion with Sophie Pearson, his childhood best friend (and maybe more…). Expect moments filled with angst, tension, and heartwarming memories as they navigate the challenges of reconnection.

CHAPTER TWO: HERE

Triggers: None - this chapter is light :)

Pairing: Harry Styles x Sophie Pearson

Word Count: 3,112 Words

Enjoy the first chapter, and let me know what you think!

Chapter one: A Familiar Face

“Sophie! Where’s the seating chart?”

Her brother’s voice boomed from the dining room, sending a ripple of urgency through the already chaotic house. Sophie Pearson was halfway up the stairs, one hand clutching a clipboard and the other holding a pen precariously between her teeth.

“It’s on the table, next to the candles!” she yelled back, spinning around to double-check her mental checklist.

The house was a hive of activity. Family members, caterers, and a few overenthusiastic friends buzzed around, each consumed by their own tasks. The faint hum of a vacuum cleaner fought against the soundtrack of wedding prep chaos: doors slamming, hurried footsteps, and someone playing music too loudly in the kitchen.

Sophie reached the landing and poked her head into the guest room, where the bride’s dress hung like a masterpiece in a gallery. Everything seemed fine here. She exhaled a small breath of relief and moved on.

Downstairs, her brother Anthony appeared in the foyer, adjusting his tie.

“You’re too calm for someone getting married in three hours,” Sophie teased, her tone sharp but fond.

“Someone in this family has to be,” Anthony shot back, grinning. “Besides, I have you to keep everything on track.”

“That’s right,” she muttered, flipping through her clipboard.

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A Stroll Down Memory Lane

As Sophie rushed from room to room, the house seemed to breathe with memories. Every corner held whispers of the past—of childhood laughter, whispered secrets, and endless summers spent with the boy who used to be her best friend.

Harry Styles.

Her chest tightened at the thought of him. Their lives had once been so intertwined it was impossible to tell where one ended and the other began. Their mothers had been inseparable, which meant Sophie and Harry had been inseparable too. Sleepovers turned into late-night talks, and holidays together became their little tradition.

But that was a lifetime ago. Before The X Factor. Before the world knew his name.

Sophie tried to shove the thought aside, but it lingered like a shadow. She could still remember the last time she had seen him.

It had been an unusually cold night. They stood at the edge of their favorite park, the one where they’d shared so many childhood adventures.

“You don’t have time for me anymore,” she had said, her voice breaking as she hugged herself against the chill.

“That’s not true,” Harry had insisted, his eyes wide with something like guilt.

“Then prove it,” she’d snapped, hating herself for how desperate she sounded. “Because I’m not just some fan waiting for your attention, Harry. I’m supposed to be your friend.”

“I’ll always come back for you,” he’d said, his voice soft but resolute. But even then, they both knew the promise was an impossible one.

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“Sophie!”

Her cousin Lizzie’s voice snapped her back to the present. “The florist needs to know where to put the centerpieces!”

Sophie blinked and nodded, forcing a smile. “Tell them to arrange them on the dining table for now. I’ll figure it out.”

The clock was ticking. The bride would be arriving in less than an hour, and Sophie was determined to make sure everything was perfect for her brother’s big day. She adjusted her clipboard, smoothing down her blouse as she made her way back downstairs.

Outside, the January air was crisp and cold. Guests began arriving, filling the house with a mix of excitement and chatter. Sophie was so focused on coordinating the details that she didn’t notice the sleek black car pulling into the driveway.

She was checking on the catering setup when the front door creaked open. Out of the corner of her eye, Sophie caught a glimpse of movement.

“Finally, the photographer,” she muttered, brushing a stray lock of hair out of her face.

She turned to greet them, her lips already forming a polite smile. But the words died on her tongue.

It wasn’t the photographer.

It was Harry.

He stood in the doorway, framed by the soft winter sunlight. He looked older but still impossibly familiar—like a piece of her past brought to life. His suit was impeccably tailored, and his green eyes sparkled with a mix of nervousness and amusement.

“Hi, Sophie,” he said, his voice warm and tinged with something she couldn’t quite place.

Her clipboard slipped from her hands, clattering to the floor.

For a moment, the chaos of the wedding melted away. All she could see was him—the boy she had grown up with, the man who had become a stranger.

Her vision swam.

“Sophie?”

Harry’s voice was the last thing she heard before the world went black.

As Sophie sank into unconsciousness, her mind conjured an old memory—their last conversation before he left for good.

“You’re leaving again?” she had asked, her voice trembling with frustration.

“I have to,” Harry had said, running a hand through his curls. “This is my dream, Soph. You of all people should understand that.”

“I do,” she’d whispered. “But it feels like you’re choosing your dream over me.”

He’d reached for her then, his hand brushing against hers, but she’d stepped back.

“Good luck, Harry,” she had said, forcing a smile through her tears. “I hope it’s everything you want.”

And then she had turned and walked away.

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CHAPTER TWO: HERE

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[eri-pl]

So with @edennill mentioning isekai recently (a week ago? Idk), I started thinking and realized something: (if we ignore part of meta that's self-contradictory anyway or if we squint hard enough) if we are contemplating the concept of "isekai-ed into ME", landing there as an elf makes just as much sense as landing there as a human. Because the difference between the two kindreds is how they're tied to Arda and since we are getting thrown into a different world anyway (because this is the only way this premise makes any resemblance of sense, because time travel is a total mess) we can as well be more strongly tied to it. It makes just the same amount of sense as being more loosely tied.

(Tolkien said that there is no inherent physical difference between Men and Elves; the only difference is the nature of their bond with Arda and stuff like this, purely spiritual or whatever to call it.)

[chrisissobabygirl]

☆ summer nights - c.s

c/w: fluff, making out, smut without plot ig, oral (f recieving), p in v, fingering, creampie, softdom!chris?? i think, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it y'all), etc etc

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the moon was full and low that night, it's light slipping through the window and onto chris's bed. the air conditioning and the sound of his lips meeting yours in a frenzy filled the room like a sultry soundtrack.

you both were lost in ecstasy, in the taste of each other's lips, the warmth of each other's bodies, the friction and the sounds you created together. it had been a while since you had last seen your boyfriend and been alone with him, your busy schedules keeping you apart. but today, you were finally able to pick him, nick, and matt up from the airport after their trip to boston. as much as you loved his brothers, you couldn't wait to be alone with chris.

your nails grazed chris's chest, which was clad in his favorite pirate-girl sleeveless t-shirt—the one you liked best. you were straddling him, your legs on either side of his. his hands were sliding up and down your tank top, the one that drove him absolutely crazy, as he urgently explored your mouth with his tongue.

you let out a small whimper, as his clothed cock rubbed against your core for what felt like the millionth time. "chris," you tugged on his hair as you moaned out his name between kisses. "please."

"fuck, ma, what do you want?" chris let out a low groan, trying to control himself. if it were upto him, he would have flipped you over, buried your face into his pillow and taken you from behind hours ago, but no. you had been playing hard to get all day long, teasing him in that godforsaken top, rendering him helpless as they were around matt and nick the entire day. his cock was so hard it was painful.

"you want my cock, huh?" he mumbled from your lips. you nodded frantically as you continued to grind in his lap, the tugs on his hair getting stronger with every rock of your hips against his.

his lips travelled from your mouth to your neck. "words, baby. use your pretty little mouth." he smirked against your skin, waiting for your consent.

"chris," you whined out, stopping your movements altogether. "please fuck me, i need...need your cock... need your mouth so bad." you took his face in your hands, panting heavily.

"get up. now." he demanded, tapping your ass twice, motioning for you to do what he asked. your legs shook as you got up from his lap, now a wet patch in the centre of his plaid pyjamas, right on his cock—your arousal.

you settled down on the bed, your back lying against the headboard, as he shifted himself in front of you, the tent in his pyjamas very evident, and hooked his thumbs under the waistband of your skimpy shorts, pulling them down with ease, filling his sight with nothing except your dripping cunt.

"no underwear? so you're telling me, all day long, the only thing that's been seperating me from your sweet pussy is one fucking layer? you fucking tease." chris hissed as his cock got painfully harder, if that was even possible. in one swift motion, he spread your legs, ready to absolutely devour you.

he lowered himself, his lips tracing a slow and torturous path along your inner thighs, the heat of his breath sending a shiver through you, your clit throbbing.

that's it. you couldn't take it anymore. you grabbed the back of your boyfriend's head, and tried to guide him to where you needed him most, but he easily overpowered your attempt. he chuckled lowly, a teasing smile on his face. "so fucking needy, hm?"

"chris, please," you were practically begging now, but you didn't care. you wanted him—you needed him. you craved his touch, his lips, his cock, his everything.

chris looked up, his lustful eyes meeting your half-lidded once, and that was it. he lunged between your legs like a madman, his tongue swiping from the bottom of your slit to the very top.

a moan escaped your swollen, puffy lips as your head rolled back, your back arching off the headboard. his tongue circled your clit—once, twice, thrice—before he thrusted his tongue inside you, fucking you like it was his cock. his name fell from your lips like a chant, as you begged him not to stop.

"you're drenched." his tongue left your pussy, and without a warning, he replaced his tongue with his middle and ring finger. you let out a high-pitched whine at the sudden intrusion, his long fingers reaching all the right places inside you. his fingers curled upwards, hitting your g-spot with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body.

chris was like a man on a mission, his tongue returning to your sensitive clit, alternating between long licks and sucking it in his mouth at a relentless pace. your thighs squeezed around his head, hands tangled in his hair, as you felt your orgasm approaching. you let out a frustrated sob, a tear running down your cheek, when he suddenly stopped, pulling his mouth and fingers away from you. his tongue came out and licked his lips clean, the taste of you making his cock twitch.

"wha-why'd you stop?" you cried. chris chuckled and brought you closer to him, his body now hovering right above yours. "as much as i love eating you out, i need you to come around my cock tonight, baby. is that okay?" he bent down and kissed you softly.

"mhm," you nodded slowly, still recovering from the intensity of his mouth. you got up into a sitting position, and pulled your tank top off with shaky hands, along with your bra, now completely bare for him. chris groaned at the sight of his perfect girlfriend. he couldn't wait to be inside you again.

chris frantically undressed himself as well, pulling his sleeveless t-shirt up in one swift motion, and tugging his boxers down until his hard dick sprang out, slapping against his stomach. your clit throbbed at the sight, waiting to be claimed by him. he was big and thick, his head swollen and leaking precum already.

he climbed back on top of you, and his large frame enveloped yours completely, the warmth of his skin sending goosebumps down your body. he reached down, leaving a trail of kisses down your neck. he reached your breasts, enveloping your right nipple in his mouth, while he brought his hand up to play with the left one. he stopped his movements and looked down, lining the tip of his cock with your entrance.

"god, i missed this." he breathed in your ear. and with that, he pushed himself inside you with one deep thrust. he waited for a moment, letting you readjust to his size, feeling your walls stretch around his cock. his hips rocked, retreating and sliding back with more force now, elicting a cry of pleasure from you.

"fuck, you're so big, chris." you mumbled out. the thrusts kept on coming, each one harder and faster. he grabbed one of your legs, draping it over his shoulder as you locked the other one around his waist, the position giving him a better and deeper angle. one of his hands reached between your legs, rubbing your clit, as the other one held your leg up.

a loud moan escaped from your lips as chris pounded into you, hitting your g-spot, making your spongy walls clench around him. "you like when i fuck you hard? takin' me so fuckin' well, ma," he grunted, nearly out of breath. the bed frame slammed against the wall in rhythm with his pounding, filling the room with creaks.

you screamed his name out again and again, only fueling his energy further. your head spun and your back arched off the bed as his thrusts became rougher. your moans filled the room, the slapping of his skin on yours becoming louder, the both of you getting closer and closer to your orgasm.

chris clenched his jaw in effort, holding back his orgasm as his cock slammed into your cervix mercilessly. "c-chris, i think i-i'm about to.." you moaned, so overstimulated that you couldn't complete your sentence. "fuck, me too, kid," he gritted through his teeth, flicking your clit faster.

a loud cry escaped from your lips as the knot in your stomach finally snapped, thighs trembling as you spasmed around his cock. pornographic moans left your mouth as he shot his load inside you, coating your walls with his release. his movements slowed as he fucked you through your and his orgasm.

his movements stopped as he slowly pulled out, collapsing next to you, heavy pants filling the air. your chest rose and fell in a quick pace, heart beating fast.

after a few seconds, you rolled to your side, capturing chris's lips into a sweet kiss, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "i missed you so much."

"me too, kid. i love you." he whispered, brushing a few strands out of your face.

"i love you too, chris." you smiled, pecking your boyfriends lips once more.

and that's how you two fell asleep, tangled up in each other, his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer, his head buried in the crook of your neck.

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a/n: this is my first smut so please be nice or i might cry! also ilysm HAPPY NEW YEAR BITCHES RAHHH (its like 2:30 am and i CANNOT sleep)

wc: 1546

[jadeshifting]

— WHY DO WE USE FACE CLAIMS ? ( on self expression vs. self acceptance )

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there’s no right way or wrong way to reality shift !! it’s your desired reality, i was just thinking a lot about this and wanted to explore it :^) you’re a hottie no matter what

let’s get real for a sec—for a lot of people, reality shifting is a big box to unpack. you’re diving headfirst into worlds you’ve daydreamed of, stepping into lives that feel almost too good to be true. and for many shifters, deciding how you’re going to look in that world is a massive part of the process. are you going in with your current face, turning up the dial on your best features, or picking a whole new look entirely? let’s unpack why people use face claims and how it connects to self-expression and self-acceptance without pinning down a “right” or “wrong” way to do it—because there is none

I’LL GLOW IF I WANT TO

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when you’re scripting your desired reality, the sky’s the limit. wanna rock Cleopatra-level cheekbones or walk around looking like a Hollywood heartthrob? go for it. face claims can basically be considered the ultimate form of creative self-expression. shifting gives people a chance to experiment with how they present themselves—trying on different faces the way you’d try on a new style. it’s not about hating your current appearance; it’s about exploring what it would be like to see yourself in a completely different light

think about it like this: when you pick an outfit, you’re not rejecting your body; you’re accentuating it. choosing a face claim is the same vibe. sometimes, shifters just want to see themselves with glowing emerald eyes, elfin features, or hair that looks like it was spun from gold. it’s an art project with you as the canvas

I’M THE STANDARD IN THIS REALITY

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for those of us who stick with our current face but tweak it to perfection (a nose here, a sharper jawline there—speaking from experience), it’s about self-acceptance with a little razzle-dazzle. you’re not flipping the script entirely; you’re just adding a few edits, or maybe just editing how people view it. a lot of shifters script that everyone in their DR thinks they’re the most beautiful person in the world—understandable, who wouldn’t want the reactions of the world around you to reflect a truth you already know? (read: you’re the baddest)

this approach is less about changing who you are and more about experiencing a version of yourself where insecurities don’t exist. it’s a way of rewriting how others perceive you, which can feel insanely validating. shifting to a world where people light up just by looking at you? that’s not shallow—it’s empowering, and it’s what you deserve

FACE CLAIMS AS FANTASY FULFILLMENT

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okay, let’s talk pure fantasy. sometimes using a face claim has zero to do with insecurity or self-critique—it’s about stepping into a role you feel your DR self is playing. if you’re shifting to Hogwarts, maybe you want to look like a mysterious, windswept witch straight out of a gothic novel. if you’re heading into a fame DR, maybe you want a face that screams “paparazzi magnet”

face claims let you embody a version of yourself that you feel is so totally different from your CR identity that they can’t even look the same. for some people. it’s about blending into the world you’re shifting to and adding an extra layer of immersion

THE “WHAT IF” FACTOR

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there’s also this delicious curiosity about what it would feel like to be someone new. not just becoming aware of a different reality, but of a whole new body. it’s not always about beauty; sometimes, it’s about seeing how the world reacts to you differently. does having piercing blue eyes change the way people treat you? does a sharp jawline give you a more commanding presence? face claims let you experiment with identity in ways that aren’t always possible in your CR

this curiosity doesn’t have to mean dissatisfaction with yourself. it’s more like flipping through the “what if” scenarios in your brain—testing out new lenses to see the world, and yourself, through

SELF-ACCEPTANCE IS STILL THE GOAL

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here’s the thing: reality shifting isn’t an escape from yourself—it’s a chance to celebrate yourself. whether you’re sticking with your current face, making a few edits, or picking an entirely different look, it all comes down to what feels right for you

the process of scripting can even boost self-acceptance in your CR. you might script yourself as flawless in your DR, but the more you embrace that idealized version of yourself, the more you start seeing those qualities in your current self, too. you spend endless amounts of time siiiiigh-ing over all the amazing things your DR self is going to experience, but when you realize they’re always you at the end of the day, that confidence spills into every version of yourself you become aware of, including in your CR

THE FREEDOM TO CHOOSE

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆. ࿐࿔

at the end of the day, the beauty of reality shifting is that there are no rules. your DR is your playground, and you get to decide how you show up. whether you’re rocking your current face, tweaking a few features, or going full-on face claim mode, it’s all valid. self-expression and self-acceptance aren’t opposites—they’re two sides of the same coin.

so, the next time someone gives you side-eye for using a face claim, just remember: you’re traveling the multiverse. you’re not bound by CR norms, insecurities, or expectations. you’re becoming aware of your most preferred self, and that’s a privilege most people can’t even fathom.

regardless of whether you’re rocking your current look or testing out a whole new vibe, the goal is to feel good about you. so, don’t overthink it. face claims, tweaks, or au naturel—it’s all about feeling like the star of your own universe. and honestly? you already are

happy shifting !! xx :^)

[universalzones]

"I think they did right after Eggman was beat and he lost his control over the entire world, though I think it was rushed for the most part. I didn't really have time since I was busy blowing up any standing bases, though if I were to guess he might've ran unopposed if no one really heard about it. It would make sense too. I wouldn't be surprised if not many wanted be President with how much work there was to do to get things back in order." The entire planet was a mess from when Eggman has complete control of the world.

"That is a sound theory, and if he has strong ties to G.U.N then I'm sure they wouldn't have had second thoughts about 'convincing' anyone attempted to run against Thawne not to do so." Blaze would turn her focus on the Chaotix. "Perhaps you time might be better looking into this Thawne. I still hold hope that he didn't have any involvement and is intentions are genuine with his concerns."

"Maybe we could simply ask him some questions? I mean, it can't hurt, and he shouldn't have any reason to lie to us. I know this is me being optimistic, though I just hope I'll see the best in people." Belle wasn't really using reasoning rather than feelings with what she just said, though sometimes being kind and direct got answers. Throwing out the idea doesn't hurt anyone either.

"That's... foolish thinking." Kitsunami seemed to want to say something else, though he bite his tongue and softened his words. The fennec actually liked Belle's company so didn't want to be mean to her. "Though it's not like it'll do any harm. The worse that could happen is he deflects or simply refuses to answer. If you want to ask then ask, though I personally think its a waste of time."

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"Sounds like you'll miss me being a pain in your ass, which is just weird. Though I guess no one on this team is normal." Surge wasn't good at this, mainly because she simply expected them to shut her out and leave her to face the music solo style. Now they were saying they'll miss her and how she caused problems? Ugh, why does being a good guy have to be so weird.

"...Just take it easy Lanolin. I know you gotta deal with Tangle being Tangle, though you seriously need to relax more. Plans are fine, though if you wanna deal with Eggman you gotta learn to role with the punches and change on a dime. I know it's sucks to be put in a position like that when you gotta lead, though I think it's important." Why was Surge trying to give advice in a situation like this?

"I could dash you where you want to go before heading to the command center. I know a lot of people get stomach sick, though I've got more control now, weirdly enough." Surge actually had a moment to process just how stable her powers were. Made her wonder how tied her emotions were to her powers. Well, not like she'll have time to explore that.

That village, they condemned her the moment they found out who tinker was. It was also ground Zero for the Zombot virus. Of all the people they were hit the hardest. They of course put that blame on poor Belle. Miles couldn't help but feel like it was a sore spot for her, and hoped deep down that she was right. They'd have to contact him, get papers and confirm it all. But he knew it was just as likely even the mayor would turn on her. He'd be there to help her through it regardless--- chaos he hoped she was right.

Miles flipped through his phone as he looked for information on this president. A Name, a birthdate anything he could use to give him a clue about who he was.

" Here we go, President Thawne... first name Luthian... 28 years old, served in GUN from the time he was 18, fought with GUN in the War-- yea right more like cowered in a hole. Not much else here... just lots of photos of him with Abe. Guess they knew each other... still young for a president... did they even do an election i wonder? "

He flipped through the photos and checked his social media but until he could hack in and check things. He could only tell so much.

" Likes his guns, gives to charities, helps out at the local homeless shelter... guy is squeaky clean... like to clean, this feels--- Staged? no angry posts, no joking posts... nothing from before the war... Dunno if this will help us, and its very sus..."

The chameleon didn't seem phased by her decision, and frankly if she knew someone to counter that ability good. But he guessed they'd get involved before it was over. Plus they knew the lay of the land well enough. No point in arguing right now, they'd have time to discuss it later.

" As you wish princess, we'll be here if you need us. "

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She chuckled at Surge being upset that she wasn't angry, that it might be easier if she was. If anyone was angry it was Sonic, pissed that she wouldn't fight for her freedom. But that wasn't to say Lanolin wasn't feeling emotions. She was, but they were a jumble of sadness and feeling like she failed Surge on some level. She hugged herself and looked down at her feet, just for a moment that stern façade she wore faded away.

" Anger would be easy... i wish i could be angry at you. Yelling would have been so much easier. But i just feel... i'm going to miss you Surge. Even your little outbursts, and raiding the fridge at all hours of the night. Our little arguments about how to handle missions... i'll miss it... "

She said in a softer tone less the commander and more like a friend, even if they had there problems. She saw Surge as more then just a weapon, more then just some soldier.

" But i guess i'm being sappy, and sentimental--- Yes Report to the command center. Get Miles to get your testimony and get it all on tape concerning that day. I have one more stop to make, and then i'll be back at the command center. "

She took a deep breath and let her personal feelings go. She held a hand out to Surge as if to shake her hand.

" It was a pleasure working with you Surge... I hope we one day in the future we can do so again..."

[randomfoggytiger]

Hey Tiger!

So I’m doing a XF rewatch and In the coming days I’ll be on the infamous ‘The Field where I Died’ I don’t think I’ve seen this episode in over 10 years and I don’t really remember it. I know this episode is quite divisive amongst the community because iirc it portrays M and S as “friends” in every previous lifetime and not lovers. So I want to know your opinion/thoughts on this episode. Thank you!

Hey, thanks for droppin in! :DDDD

Your question spiraled into a longer meta I've been meaning to write, so I cut those segments out and should finish the post later on.

I've talked about The Field Where I Died before (posts here and here) but! To the point: I think TFWID can be separated into three categories: the intent, the execution, and the lack of fault-taking.

The intent of The Field Where I Died is intriguing, I own: soulmates, not in twos but threes, that are trapped in a doomed, self-fulfilling, cycle (that never-ending line.) Love and longing; yearning and relearning. For those reasons, I can see why some fans love it. (I can especially see why David Duchovny loves it-- the security of forever, impermeable love unbound by time or human faults and frailties.) And the score and cinematography are gorgeous, and moving, and haunting. I get it.

The execution, however.

It... wasn't great. So much so that Morgan had to admit its many faults. The execution is so faulty, in fact, that it's easy to write off these grand examinations and touching gestures as nothing more than the sway of persuasive, mentally unwell people. That, and Kristin Cloke's acting; that, too, and cutting up David Duchovny's hypnosis scene so badly that his own acting flails without context.

The fault-taking... was worse. And a recent discovery. Well, half recent. I'd long heard the lovers of TFWID-- DD and Kumail Nanjiani, recently-- reiterate that the power of the story doesn't dim even though Mulder and Scully aren't romantic soulmates. That that wouldn't lessen their bond; and they could be romantic soulmates if they (read: you) wanted them to. Sure, I can see it; I can buy it. The problem is, the intent was mangled in execution so badly that the message wasn't translated so much as narratively spelled out to the audience in broad, cursive, underlined letters that didn't loop back into the story elegantly (if at all.) We're told the message so we must believe it. We feel magic in the air; and thus, are expected to let rationale pale in comparison. But because the story, theme, and execution is so mangled, no one largely cares for the end result. And because no one largely cares for the end result, fault has to be laid somewhere.

And because fault had to be laid somewhere, Morgan laid it neatly on the fans for not quite understanding and on the executives for having to cut out necessary scenes and, maybe, a little on himself for not explaining as best as he could. Instead of accepting, of course, that he could have written shorter exposition to get the point across within the time limit; should have fact-checked whether CSM had already been born when Gestapo CSM was killing a previous incarnation of Mulder's; and would have anticipated these plot holes if he wasn't so self-involved in recreating his and his wife's love story through the mouths of disparate characters with separate stories, personalities, and goals.

Now, The Field Where I Died did have its merits. I love how the writers explored Mulder's draw to lonely, vulnerable, self-destructive women (like himself); and I like their read on his and Scully's characters (to be discussed in a future post.) And I do understand the magnetism of this episode's concept on screen. And I'm lulled by the thought that this episode could be stretched into a larger concept: that of Mulder the sacrificial lamb and Scully the savior, an angle canon keeps plucking at throughout the series (Deep Throat, Tooms, Little Green Men, One Breath, End Game, Paper Clip's The White Buffalo Woman/the White Calf, Pusher, Redux II, Fight the Future's "But you saved me", One Son, Amor Fati's "Get up and fight", Deadalive, etc.) and one that neatly ties into her possible immortality. But those are aspects the fans have to read into "the text", not ones that are written in purposefully.

It's just, in short, not for me. :))))))

[thunderandsage]

pre-arcane caitvi: or fuck, why i am voluntarily reading league of legends lore

so there’s been a lot of effort to preserve a lot of viktor and jayce’s old stories, bios and dynamics, but not so much for the other characters??? i don’t play league, but i still feel it’s cool to look at older versions of these characters as an “alternate universe” kind of thing

so, here they are for Caitlyn and Vi (all info from the official league of legends website):

Caitlyn Kiramman

top: LoL Caitlyn, bottom: Arcane Caitlyn

“To be the best hunter, you have to be able to think like your prey.”

Renowned as its finest peacekeeper, Caitlyn Kiramman is also Piltover’s best shot at ridding the city of its elusive criminal elements. She is often paired with Vi, acting as a cool counterpoint to her partner’s more impetuous nature. Even though she carries a one-of-a-kind hextech rifle, Caitlyn’s most powerful weapon is her superior intellect, allowing her to lay elaborate traps for any lawbreakers foolish enough to operate in the City of Progress.

Bio

Short story “The Thrill of the Chase”

my notes:

very different from arcane caitlyn, what with supportive (and both alive) parents, and especially this line:

“Her mother […] would always warn Caitlyn of Piltover’s seductions, and its gilded promises that could harden the kindest heart”

so it’s a caitlyn who is also focused on keeping piltover in line—could be an interesting avenue to explore with post-canon arcane fics?

definitely a happier timeline for her

Vi

top: LoL Vi, bottom: Arcane Vi

“We can either do this the hard way or… Oh wait, no. There's just the hard way.”

Raised on the mean streets of Zaun, Vi is a hotheaded, impulsive, and fearsome woman with very little respect for authority. She has always been a shrewd survivor, both from her youthful troublemaking topside and an unfairly long stint in Stillwater Hold. Now working with the Piltover Enforcers to keep the peace instead of breaking it, she wields mighty hextech gauntlets that can punch through walls—and criminals—with equal ease.

Bio

Short story “Interrogation 101”

my notes:

so this backstory seems to line up more with arcane vi, but then comes the line in the short story:

“as if he was talking to the old Vi, the Vi from the Lanes. He wasn’t bright enough to know that Vi wasn’t the one standing in front of him”

so what i’m getting is this idea of a vi who’s divorced herself from the undercity, in a way arcane vi’s hasn’t?

and i have… conflicted feelings about this, since arcane vi is shown to be very caring and protective in contrast to this iteration—like the closest she is to the original also coincides with her being depressed, while lol vi just overall… doesn’t seem to care

(but at least being hella gay for cait is a constant across universes)

(also who isn’t to say we can’t dig into the tragedy of a vi who’s lost her connection to home?)

Bonus - screenshots of the bios if you want to stay on tumbr

Caitlyn

Vi

Also the art that inspired this whole thread of thought:

[never-blooms]

Thanks for the tags - @whatsintheboxmh @carlossreaders @heartstringsduet @paperstorm @lemonlyman-dotcom & thank you to those who tagged me in the 2024 fic roundup.

Gonna be honest, I took a bit of a break from writing over the last year. I turned to my hands, instead, and pricked my fingers through many cross-stitched Frida Kahlo’s and a growing collection of beaded jewelry. But the muse has returned, so I'm taking a page out of @freneticfloetry's book and sharing some of what's to come in 2025.

Lamentations

An exploration of religion and identity; where they weave together and where the threads have been pulled loose. This is Carlos grappling and wrestling, running from and then returning to a faith that is his and his alone. Excerpt here.

If Now Was Then

A post-‘Push’ coda that veers slightly into TK-character-study territory. This is the breakup fic, the in-between and the after, because angst is my best friend.

Birds Up High, Souls Below

AU where Carlos finds his great love, loses it, then finds it again. Born from this ask, with an excerpt here, but I’ll throw in a tarlos related one:

[…] He’s none of the fanfare in his hoodie and dark jeans. Instead, he’s restless fingers and bored eyes, pushing away from the group and drifting over to the bar, where he looks at Carlos as if he sees nothing at all. It’s hardly an acknowledgment, barely a glance. Smoke screens, Carlos muses, tapping where his fingers meet the edge of the bar. He bites his lip because he knows the guy is looking and because he’s the exact type of jaded Carlos wants to be pressed up against—be it in a bathroom stall or out in the cigarette fumed alleyway. It’d be rough. It’d probably be quick. Carlos keeps biting at his lip, baring his teeth as if he knows he’ll walk away with a scratch or two, and he thinks of the alcove in the alley, of corners so dark one can forget the stains of those who’ve occupied it before—can even forget the face right in front of them. Carlos doesn’t look over as the man puts in his drink order, doesn’t look when, seconds later, the man walks away. But it’d take one look, one signal. Carlos would lead the way and he knows this man would follow.

I’m very late on this so just a few tags in case anyone wants to share some sneak peaks of their upcoming works 💛 - @ladytessa74 @alrightbuckaroo @reyesstrand @bonheur-cafe @welcometololaland

@rmd-writes @nisbanisba @carlos-tk @carlos-in-glasses

[jackoshadows]

Because have you read Jon's chapters at all?

No they haven't.

Every day I read a post on the Jon tag and I am reminded that most of these Sansa fans think that the Jon chapters are boring and not worth reading and is only relevant once Sansa unites with him and just base his character off of metas written by bnfs and fellow Sansa stans.

He is just an useful prop onto whom they transfer their Rhaegar hate because he's connected to Rhaegar.

Jon's entire identity for most of these folks is that he's a STARK. And in their mind the Starks are the good guys while the Targaryens are evil. So the fact that Jon is connected to the Targaryens through Rhaegar means that they need him to repudiate Rhaegar and hence all this nonsense they make up.

I will never forget the bnf who had an entire essay up about how Jon will feel guilty for Rhaegar's actions and go on a redemption arc... Why in the world would Jon Snow need redemption for being Rhaegar's son FFS?!

ASoIaF gets praised for having all these complex characters and then you get to fandom and it's just the most reductive takes that turn characters into black or white one dimensional stereotypes.

As you point out, there is every reason for Jon Snow to be angry at having to grow up a bastard and send to the Wall by Ned when his family was killed by Ned's bestest friend Robert Baratheon and his allies. Robert would have murdered Jon and that's why he had to grow up ostracized and discriminated against. Can anyone take away the pain of his childhood? No. Ned was best friends - until the very end - with the man who killed Jon's biological father. I can even see Jon and Dany bonding over being the last Targaryens after the rebels tried to have their family exterminated.

And then there is Ned who sacrificed his honor to bring his sister's baby home and bring him up as his own. Who gave Jon Snow loving siblings in Arya, Robb and Bran. Who, despite opposition, brought Jon Snow up in Winterfell instead of sending him away to be brought up elsewhere as a bastard.

And then there is Lyanna Stark. A mother he dreamed of and wished for. Knowing she was a Stark, Ned's beloved sister, who is buried in the crypt. Who loved him dearly and entrusted him to Ned. He got his Stark look from his mother. The joy that his mother really loved him and didn't abandon him.

And the fact that his mother was betrothed to Robert, a man she disliked. That like Arya, Lyanna too was limited in her choices and her freedom.

There's all these factors involved, ensuring a maelstrom of emotions for Jon Snow and this is one of the reasons that I really hope we still get Jon's POV once he is resurrected. I want to read GRRM explore all this for Jon - just like the beautiful chapter where Jon considers Stannis' offer of Winterfell.

And then there are still these idiots going on and on about how Jon will hate Rhaegar and hate that Rhaegar is his biodad and will feel guilty for being Rhaegar's son and marry Sansa to purify himself and have pure Stark children etc. The nonsense has no limits.

I think people who say Jon will hate his biological parents for their actions and will only see Ned as his true parent are speaking from a place of naivety. Because have you read Jon's chapters at all?

Jon, who is ambitious and dreams of lordship and having sons and envies Robb for being the true born heir to Winterfell. You'd think he'd be happy his uncle sent him to the Wall to be a virtual eunuch and won't speak the truth about Jon's mother until after the fact?

Jon, who's favorite sister is Arya and favors women with a similar personality to her? Jon who thought Robert was unimpressive and thought long-haired pretty boy Jaime looked more kingly? Also, why would Jon think Rhaegar and Lyanna are selfish towards Elia and Robert when he broke his vows for Arya and also helped Alys, another Lyanna look-alike, escape forced marriage?

Jon, who thought he'd rather die with a sword in his hand (Rhaegar) than beheaded like a common brigand (Ned)? Also, how do you think Jon would feel knowing Ned hid his parentage from him and is friends with the man who killed his father, a man who would have killed him in jealousy over his mother? That Ned fought on the same side of the man who ordered the murder and rape of Jon's stepmother and half-siblings?

This is not me saying Ned was an abusive monster or that Rhaegar was perfect. But I think people are very black and white with the same old "Stark/Ned good" and "Rhaegar/Targaryen bad" schtick. I think it will be more complicated than that (Jon might be horrified he's related to Aerys and may think he'll go mad like him but could also feel resentment towards Rickard for betrothing Lyanna to Robert) and whole point of the parentage reveal is to accept and embrace both his fathers and both sides of family heritage.

[bugcatcherkit]

more plural mob talk when you get the time please!

I need to hear about shigeo and mob/other characters it's my favorite interpretation of them!

OKAY I will try my best!!!!! But its a little difficult because the way I think about them changes a lot. There's, like, some set characteristics and all, but I don't tend to think in "definitives" with them. The difference between this and canon is there's More Dissociation and a further degree of separation (though, again, Baseline Identity; they can't exist in isolation).

OKAY OKAY. ANYWAY. I think a lot about the resentment they developed for each other. Mob resented Shigeo ("his power") for how they lost security in their relationships and were isolated from others, as well as his general destructiveness that Mob had to deal with the aftermath of. I also think that Mob sometimes gets hung up on how to live his life to the fullest when he has to share it with a part of their brain that doesn't always agree with what he wants to do.

Shigeo started resenting Mob for taking over their entire life, and also all the demonization, dehumanization, being rendered as scapegoat, and being cut off from all their relationships. Confession Arc was him trying to separate himself from Mob so he wouldn't have to deal with that anymore. And despite learning to accept and be more open with each other, I think they still struggle with this stuff sometimes in post-canon !! When they have problems with each other, most of it comes back around to this. But they're better at working through it and communicating and all that.

In line with their new communication efforts. I think it's interesting that Shigeo seems to know more about Mob than Mob does sometimes. Mob is so good at intellectualizing his emotions and fears and experiences, but Shigeo is more aware of the underlying emotional reasons that Mob struggles to grasp. Mob does not know this much about Shigeo, because Shigeo is mostly Raw Emotion, and he mostly relies on what he's been told about him up until post-canon. I'd imagine finding a balance becomes difficult sometimes even though that's what they're working on. Also, I tie this stuff to their memories. Like, Mob doesn't want to be left in the dark about things he doesn't remember but Shigeo does, especially surrounding stressful experiences. But Shigeo is like "bro you just want to Know you don't want to actually Accept or Feel anything about it yet".

I know I have other stuff about how i view their dynamic but I can't think of it right now so I hope this suffices. Most of the time they're just going through life. Mostly co-con or blended. So.

OH AND OTHERS. One I really think about a lot is Mob/Shigeo and Dimple. IT'S SO GOOD. They severely understand each other. Also, whether he knew it or not, Dimple was one of the only guys in Shigeo's corner for a while because he was always encouraging them to stop holding themselves back and consider their emotions. And Dimple was there to help them out a LOT when others couldn't, which was a big hang-up for Shigeo during Confession Arc. They all understand what it's like to be seen as scary or insignificant or inhuman in some way or another, so they don't do that for each other. And its great for Shigeo to know that once Dimple realized he couldn't use their power (which he never actually succeeded in doing), he stuck around anyway when he Rematerialized. Overall, Dimple would Get It and not pass a lot of judgment I think. Dimple dynamics are so underrated guys…..

Another fun dynamic is them and Ritsu, who I think was the First to know by the way. Sometimes he helps figure things out between them when they're having an especially difficult time communicating. Also Shigeo's general strong attachment to nostalgia means he kinda struggles to see Ritsu as more grown up, and he babies that kid in a way that Mob does not. He also likes to give Ritsu so many cool rocks off the ground and he'll feel mildly offended if Ritsu doesn't keep them.

And also Shigeo and Tome would get along great. Their shenanigans would be worrying.

Sorry I didn’t explain many other dynamics I got sidetracked and also I didn’t want this to be too long. This took a while because I’ve been in my “school is starting soon” slump where I am so so so tired all the time and struggle to focus on anythingg 🙏

them..

[hinamie]

u should think of tiny megu. To keep the stress at bay. You should draw him actually. Ooooo you wanna draw tiny megu getting the love he deserves so bad /j

he's with his 2 best friends

[laurellala]

Fun fact! This was the real tipping point that made Edgeworth run away after AA1, they just couldn't show it on screen because they didn't have the rights to Chappell Roan's music <3

(A spiritual successor to my "Hot to Go" joke from this post. Image description under the cut below)

[Image ID: a four page black and white comic of characters from ace attorney.

The Judge stands solemnly at his podium holding a gavel "Mr. Miles Edgeworth, you are on trial for the murder of blah blah blah..."

A cheerful Maya Fey leans over to Miles Edgeworth, who is staring straight ahead and looking very concerned

Maya: "Psst! Mr. Edgeworth! If you win your trial, can I show you Chappell Roan?

Miles: "What the hell, sure." Internally he thinks "Oh God I am going to jail"

A box saying "later" in the top corner of the next panel marks the passage of time.

The Judge smiles as he says "I declare you... Not Guilty!"

We see a full body shot of Maya dancing excitedly while Miles looks on, emotionless

Maya: YIPPEE omg you're going to LOVE this

Miles internally thinks "oh no, the consequences of my actions.

We see Miles standing in between Phoenix Wright and Maya looking apprehensive. Maya beams in excitement, while Nick puts a reassuring hand on Miles' shoulder

Miles: Alright, so what is this exactly?

Nick: She's a pop musician Maya really likes

Maya: You promised you'd let me show you, and it's legally binding because you said it in a court room!

Miles: That is not how the law works Ms. Fey

Maya: Shh just listen!

We see a panel of Miles' pensive face concentrating as he listens to "Hot to Go". He thinks to himself "hm".

Another panel zoomed in more. His pensive expression has grown more tense/confused as he listens to "Red Wine Supernova". he again thinks to himself "Hm" in a larger thought bubble.

We zoom out again to see Nick, Miles, and Maya standing together again. Miles stares forward blankly, eyebrows raised. Maya excitedly leans in.

Maya: Ok, that's her whole discography. So! What did you think?

Nick looks at him, waiting for his response

We get a panel of Miles, looking bewildered. He starts to speak "I..."

We cut again to see the three of them standing together.

Miles: I... don't think I like women?

Miles looks shocked and confused. Nick is bent over laughing, using a hand on Miles's shoulder to support himself. Maya looks outraged and appalled!

Maya: MR. EDGEWORTH! Just because you don' like her musi it doesn't give you an excuse to be sexist!

We see a panel of Miles looking stressed and confused. He leans his head on one of his hands, which messes up his hair, showing how he isn't his normal put together self.

Miles: I should rephrase that. What I mean is, Ms. Roan is clearly VERY assured in her feelings towards women. I was... unaware that anyone felt that strongly. I thought we all viewed these things with a vague sense of distaste and unease but collectively ignored it. Like how we do with climate change.

We zoom out again to see the three of them. Miles stands in the middle looking deeply uncomfortable and lost in thought, vibrating with unease. Nick and Maya exchange deeply concerned glances across from him.

With lingering unease, Miles begins to walk away.

Miles: Well, I should be going then. Goodnight.

Nick hesitantly raises a finger to point out an inaccuracy in that statement

Nick: It's four in the afternoon-

he gets interrupted by Miles who repeats firmly: I said Goodnight

Nick looks in the direction Miles walked off in.

Nick: ...He'll be ok, right?

Maya reassures him: Of cours Nick! I mean, what's the worst that can happen?

Jump cut to a closeup of Nick's hand holding Miles' letter which reads Miles Edgeworth chooses death in all caps. Then, below in smaller font, it says Also femininomenon was really good, thanks.

We see a panel of Nick glaring wordlessly at Maya as he holds the letter in his hand. Maya leans against the wall and looks away, whistling, trying to look innocent to avoid blame.

As a bonus, we also have a page that takes place a year later. Miles and Nick stand talking. Miles looks calmer now, and Nick smiles encouragingly.

Miles: In my time in Europe, I've been examining myself and my approach to law. Ultimately, the most important focus must be justice. We owe it to ourselves and to the people we serve

Nick: Wow, that's really inspiring Edgeworth. And, uh, hows the... the other thing going?

We get a zoomed in panel of Miles glaring menacingly at a suddenly nervous Nick

Jumping out again, Miles turns his back to Nick as he continues to talk

Miles: So as I was saying, justice is truly so important...

Nick nervously rubs the back of his neck wearing an awkward expression as he sweats nervously. He thinks to himself internally "Ooookay then, clearly still working through some things there"

/.End ID]

[catras-breakup-song]

I’VE BEEN SAYING THIS FR. honestly, i would get where critics are coming from with saying catra was forgiven too easily… if it had been any other show. i haven’t seen avatar (and i know everyone’s tired of these two being compared so often, usually for bad reasons unfortunately), but from what i gathered it made sense and was in-character for katara to not forgive zuko easily. (correct me if i’m wrong, though.)

however in the case of scorpia, and also additionally entrapta, they’re just easy-going people who genuinely wanted to be around catra knowing her potential to have a big heart, which doesn’t come out of nowhere considering she had protected them both from hordak on separate occasions multiple times. that doesn’t mean they didn’t deserve better friendships & connections than pre-S5 catra, especially by excusing it with “they didn’t know better existed yet”, it just means that it’s an authentic decision on their part to forgive her by virtue of her actively improving social interactions. other people may or may not disagree that her arc was rushed in the bigger picture, but regardless it wasn’t a thoughtless move on the writers’ part to make those two willing to accept her back into their lives again.

scorpia was aware that catra was a troubled, traumatized person, and truly wanted the best for her, and out of pure kindness and love & care for her friends, wanted to be there whenever her therapy might be needed. i’m glad her centered episode in season four portrayed the message that such benevolent souls don’t have to put up with poor treatment anymore just because healing needs to happen, but i really didn’t read it as “she’s all out of fucks to give and is done giving chances, so catra should be left to deal with her problems alone” (that’s simply not aligning with who she is at all) as much as “there is nothing she can do any longer and must move on to help others who will gladly receive it, but won’t entirely quit waiting on catra to be ready again in the future should that day ever arrive.” the difference in tone with those mindsets is significant and anyone who doesn’t see it is probably the one who actually doesn’t regard the struggles of someone who suffered abuse since childhood, then abandonment issues.

entrapta, on the other hand, is a bit less complicated, but still sticks to the theme of a brief response being appropriate without undermining the weight of actions being apologized for. it would sound crazy if you were familiar with beast island but not entrapta, yet unironically i believe she was perfectly okay with being sent there, if not for the potential fact that there was a lack of notice + time to prepare. i’m not sure if she read it like the punishment it was intended to be, but in any other circumstance she likely would have been happy to go and explore, whether she was aware of how dangerous it was presumed to be already even by non-visitors or not. that being said, she is quite intelligent and beyond inventor skills, seems to have cartoon-logical skills with avoiding a threat if she simple doesn’t acknowledge it and moves around almost in a dance to avoid attacks she’s none-the-wiser to. hell, she had no problem walking right up to horde prime’s clones and chatting them up. the point is, it wouldn’t have made any sense for her reaction to catra’s emotional apology to be nonchalant; is that related to her being autistic, as someone who also is? maybe, and perhaps it does cause a lack of understanding to the situation that she deserves to have. either way though, it just didn’t appear to pain her at all like it would to another character.

this doesn’t even get into adora and glimmer, so we’re still not done yet!

adora has known catra for both of their entire lives, and if scorpia tried to understand why catra acted out the way she did, then adora had an intimate-level recognition. it’s actually fascinating to think about how she finally cut catra off during an extreme event several episodes before scorpia did on just another random day, in a way. i appreciate that we did get to see adora stand up for herself and finally make that call once she’d had enough, because like i said, no one is obligated to dedicate their efforts to someone who won’t let them pay off, but it’s not difficult to piece together why it took so long despite the insistence upon refusal multiple times to co-operate and make things work — especially if you analyze their initial fallout correctly. it’s of my own opinion that, even if you somehow rooted for adora but not catra, the story would simply feel incomplete if adora had not chosen to immediately accept catra back into her life as soon as she chose the right path. it wasn’t blind-sighted either, as despite how much hope and excitement she had after glimmer’s rescue, we can still see for a brief moment on her face (look below) before being begged to stay on mara’s ship that she was willing to leave catra forever if stubbornness still prevailed… but that never proceeded, because catra finally, reluctantly, made the change she knew she had to.

glimmer does come across as the most wasted potential to me, but really only because of one small scene i feel like the show lacks, which is the infamous concept of a discussion + acknowledgement of angella’s sacrifice that never took place. if i had been able to write that part in, i would have wanted to see glimmer express anguish, but be able to live with it rather than either act out in revenge or forget about it as two extremes on polar opposite sides of the spectrum. with her, an honest & healing one-on-one talk could have moved her along the grieving process greatly. to me that works well because glimmer & catra are known to be foil characters in the narrative, and it’s said that they hated each other so much because of how many similarities they saw in one another. it wouldn’t be far-fetched to claim that she would understand why catra felt so emboldened to pull the lever in her current mental state once it had been explained to her what she didn’t witness go down in the crimson waste after huntara took her away, since she knows exactly what it’s like to later on make an impulsive decision out of desperation. (plus i don’t think she’d really get it at the time anyway, considering she was so unfamiliar with what the big deal was with shadow weaver back in the first season and obviously didn’t see the issue with being in good terms with her residing in the same castle that adora lived in first.)

super long post, but i wanted to provide my thoughts on this open discussion among the fandom!

scorpia never gaf about an apology ok

been wanting to point this out cause i still see a lotta hate on it - the traditional weepy apology from catra to scorpia would i guess be the normal way to go w things, but would only be done in a show where the creators dgaf about staying true to the characters.

scorpia was prob the most emotionally aware in the show, aside from her future wifey perfuma ofc, hence why they're so damn perfect together. the horde softie and the rebel sweetie- C'MON!

and w that empathy, she was always aware when catra was extra messed up and knew that it was cause. some. shit. went. down. and she was always tryna get it out of her, get catra to talk it out. the one time she really did ofc, catra ended up nearly suffocating cause that stupid lil imp overheard the whole confession about shadow weaver.

so nah, the likelihood of having any luck w that ever again - not looking so good after that.

but even when she leaves, she acknowledges to emily - there's nothing she can do for catra. noting that something needs to be done - stating quite clearly that she recognizes catra is not ok but forcing herself to accept she can't help her. cause she is purest friendship friend of all time ok ILY SCORPIA

and then being so distracted by shadow weaver's presence she initially spaces out on answering glimmer, who thinks she's ignoring her. seeing sw and basically having her curiosity about what was fcking w catra so much answered instantly. she realizes it immediately - and the looks on adora's face tell me that mf'er never even thought about it once. i get it though, it's not her fault cause def is a direct result of her own trauma, but adora slipped up bad on the effect sw being w her would have on catra and straight didn't even think of it for a full season, till scorpia said something.

scorpia is the sweetest lil stingy stabby bb on etheria and i will throw down on that fr

even after officially repping the rebellion - she doesn't wanna see catra hurt. cause let's be real, all she's ever really wanted for catra - even through the gush crushin times - was for that bitch to let herself be happy. the moments she saw of it were so few, but you can tell that's why she lights up when she does get to see it. not cause she's gooey over thinkin catra likes her back - cause she's just so stoked to see her happy.

BEST FCKING FRIENDO OF ALL TIME OK

ily scorpia

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