#they are allergic of understanding the characters

[starry-eyed-steve]

If this is true, they can keep it.

What is this? Can we stop with the Eddie agenda? He wouldn't help Dustin with experiments. He failed to graduate twice and hates school. He wouldn't help him connect with his friends because he doesn't care for the party like that prior to the events of s4. He likes to collect his little "sheep" who listen to his philosophies about society. He sees himself as a mentor who enlightens people, but he is not friends with them. Dustin and Mike were terrified even talking about postponing a stupid game so they could support Lucas. They don't see him as an equal, they admire and fear him.

Dustin's and Eddie's "friendship" is a mentor/student one. It's not like Dustin and Steve's friendship, which is based on mutual respect (at least prior to s4). Steve never made Dustin feel scared to ask him about favors. He respects him and is not acting like he's above him.

Let me have a book about their friendship and the struggles of season 3. How Dustin is navigating the move of their friend, how he deals with watching Max ascend into depression and how he feels about starting high school. With Steve by his site because they went through fucking hell together in s3 (and s2). How is their relationship gonna change after those events? What led to them being that way in s4. We don't need an Eddie-Dustin centric book, especially not about Eddie helping Dustin with his friends.

I swear all we get in that book will be Dustin being absolutely mean to Steve, insulting his intelligence every other page. Steve won't be smart enough to help him out there. No thanks.

[lilbittymonster]

Tumblr: gladly reblogging my post asking people to tag their spoilers with several people saying they agree, the most pushback I get is people asking what tags to use. Excellent 10/10 community effort

Twitter: "ummmm Akshually, it's a whole month for expansions, it's only two weeks for patches". Completely disregards the fact that sprouts are still working their way through the game, does not acknowledge the fact that not everyone can play through within a month, still not taking responsibility for helping others to avoid spoilers. 0/10. Shitter indeed.

[womp-womp-waa]

Ben missed how he was.

When he had his voice. When people didn't look at him with pity. When he didn't cry himself to sleep every night. When he could smile.

But that was then and this is now. And now he's lying in Bed, not wanting to move not having the energy. He ignored his parents calls from his doorway, he couldn't respond anyway so there was no point in talking to them. There was no point in talking to anyone. Maybe if he stayed in bed for long enough, he'll wake up from this horrible nightmare and he could speak, sing, laugh.

Maybe. Maybe one day he could learn to live without his voice. One day, but not today.

[kisuminight]

c!George and c!Dream have a bond that lets them feel each other's emotions. It is not a fix-it solution.

~

There is a bitter ember is George’s resonance with Dream. There has been for a while. It started as a small thing, back when Tommy first joined the server. But it grew and grew, until it was a bonfire that George could feel in the center of his chest, winding out from his lungs and strangling his throat like the thorns of a creeping rose.

Dream never named it, but George could guess. It was obvious, from the way it might flicker and wane but always, always flared up again whenever George tried to rely on him these days. First when Tommy burned down his house. And again, when the Badlands attempted their assassination. It’s been an acrid coating on his tongue, worse than brewing potions with spider eyes, since Technoblade… well, since Technoblade.

(George isn’t jealous about him. Isn’t jealous of the way Dream had been excited when Technoblade first arrived on the server, and admiration clicked and fizzed like redstone, even as the bitterness swallowed his appetite and choked at his breath).

The ember has grown into a proper inferno now, like the constant hissing of lava roaring in his ears. It’s hard to hear what Quackity is saying, but the resonance is winding tighter about him because Dream is coming. Dream is coming, and today George is going to demand answers.

-

“Just say you hate me.”

-

Sapnap is dragging George away, away to Mexican L’Manberg. There’s enough lava to drown the whole Nether, a conflagration that could swallow the whole server is burning him from the inside out and he is gasping around the feeling of thorns tearing him apart from the inside. Is this what it feels to swallow a wither rose?

“I don’t—how could he do that? George, let’s go. George—shit, George!”

Sapnap is there. His hands are on George’s arms. George can’t feel it through the armor. Just a bit of pressure as his whole world shakes apart around him. It’s painful, and George can’t breathe. The world is in and out and he can barely make out that they are out of the castle. There are grass blocks underfoot and no walls to lean on.

“C’mon, breathe with me. In one, two, three, four—” Sapnap’s voice curled about his ears, rhythmic and worried. It helped, a little. Gave George enough stability to sooth his own reactions until he could manage something more than panting sobs.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Shut up, George. Keep breathing.”

“I’m fine. What is this?”

Sapnap’s hands squeezed, keeping George from pulling away. He looked worried, the corners of his eyes crinkled and uncharacteristically soft. “It’s a panic attack, George.” The corners of his mouth dragged down. “Of course the first one you’ve had was caused by Dream.”

“No? It’s not my panic attack?” The pain ebbed as the heat did. It didn’t quite die back down to an ember, but the bitterness receded into something more sour, as the roses in George’s throat wilting into something easier to breathe around.

“Really?” Ugh. Sapnap made a face, and George made a face right back. “Okay, sure. Let’s just get to Mexican L’Manberg.” He turned away, but kept one hand tight around George’s wrist to pull him along.

“You are ridiculous,” George told his back, pretending that the sun wasn’t drying his cheeks into a sticky mess. He used his free hand to rub at his goggles. He tugged at the tangle of emotions in the resonance, feeling it spool out as they got farther away from Dream.

Whatever. It didn’t matter that the wilting had turned into the same soupy-bog in his lungs as when Sapnap killed Spirit. George didn’t care about the return of the almost-pneumonia of grief that settled like a fever and made Dream uninterested in the world for days or even taking care of himself. Maybe Dream would feel George’s fury like a fire in turn, and come apologize to bank it.

Tomorrow, probably, because he was so busy with Eret today. Tomorrow, George could get his answers. Demand what Dream was even thinking, and why he was even being this dumb when it made all this wrongness curl about him like a miasma and twist the emotional bleed into something dark.

Dream didn’t come home that night. Or the next. Tomorrow stretched on into the taught, painful pull of a distant resonance, like barbed wire strung between their hearts.

[scottapez]

franmaya honestly interests me more than edgewright at this point.

[stackthedeck]

well I disagree with you about peter and mj cause they are meant to be together and andrew Garfield version needs his version of mj and vise versa.

tell me you've never read a comic without telling me you've never read a comic.

MJ and Peter are not meant to be together in the same way no comic characters are meant to be together, no couple is "endgame" because there is no end to this game. MJ and Peter's relationship should change and shift as long as Marvel Comics continues publishing. MJ is a dynamic character, she affects the narrative and vice versa. A Spider-Man story is only as strong as the supporting cast which is why modern Spider-Man comics have been so ass, all of Peter's friends are gone and MJ is a doll on the shelf.

I'm not trying to be progressive when I say Peter Parker isn't entitled to MJ, I'm saying it because it's good storytelling practice. Seeing Peter and MJ grow closer together despite not being the perfect couple was an engaging story, seeing them fight and break up every other week kept things interesting, even when they were married they had their ups and downs and major disagreements. Conflict means that the relationship stays narratively relevant. There are very few couples in comics that can get away with the happily married thing, and even then, they still change and are always working together as a team. MJ is not Peter's arm candy, she is an active part of his story, she challenges him and forces him to grow

If we want to talk about meant to be together, it was supposed to be Peter and Gwen, they were the classic all-American couple. And like that's coming straight from the writers at the time. They preferred Gwen over MJ as Peter's girlfriend because Gwen was the good girl. It wasn't until after Gwen died that MJ even became a blip on Peter's radar and even then Peter still believes that he would have married Gwen if she hadn't died and this is affirmed every time she comes back in almost any form. And that's not getting into the countless girlfriends Peter had before during and after his relationship with MJ.

MJ was the radical love interest, much of her clothing was inspired by the counter-culture movement of the 60s and 70s, and much of her dialogue and actions were taken directly from 2nd wave feminism. She's the party girl who uses the fun lifestyle to cover up that she's desperately lonely. So to treat her as nothing more than an object, as Peter's reward for being Spider-Man, it's antithetical to her whole character

Listen I ship Peter and MJ in every adaption they're both present in, I ship them in every comic universe, I adore this couple. But it is infuriating to watch current comic writers and comic fans reduce MJ to just Peter's girlfriend because she used to be Peter's friend. When people talk about Paul cucking Peter, it's about what the two men want and not about what MJ is experiencing which is likely stockholm syndrome.

MJ has had so many opportunities to shine as a character both with and without Peter. She doesn't exist to serve him as a character, they are two characters who are paired together because their relationship presents problems that are narratively interesting. When MJ becomes a cardboard cut out of a person, that's when the writers fucked up and they need to break up through something other than demon magic.

Mary Jane Watson is not a prize to be won, she's not Peter's reward for being a hero, she's not just a pin-up cover waiting to happen. She is a complete character that in order to as be interesting as she was in the fucking 70s needs to have narrative agency.

[natsudragneelgf]

sorry sorry sorry SORRY I can't stand core 5 Riverdale content that doesn't include Toni like it's core 4 anyway why would you add one singular slot to include Cheryl but not Toni it pisses me off to noooooooo fucking end and I'm not willing to argue about it. Include Toni when you open the core 4 bracket or fucking perish very honestly

[stilldancewithyou]

I keep seeing people saying "I hope they don't make Jeremiah the bad guy" and other things like that. They're not making him "the bad guy", it's a not really a good guy-bad guy situation. I don't think this story has a bad guy. What the 3rd book (and probably the 3rd season) do is show you Jeremiah's flaws and the fact that he isn't a perfect person (because no one is!).

I know we've all agreed Belly has a very biased and idealized view of both boys. Once Belly starts dating Conrad and things start to spiral, the bubble is popped for her and she stops seeing the idealized version of him, but I would also argue she starts to idealize him in the opposite way, forcing herself to try to see him as a "bad" person. I also feel like in the 2nd book/season she starts to compare the brothers in her mind and starts thinking maybe Jere was always the better choice (he would have been a better prom date etc). And the first 2 books/seasons spend a lot of time telling you Jere is a golden retriever, a golden boy, an unrealistically "perfect" guy who is always fun to be around and would never hurt Belly or do any of the things Conrad did. But the thing is, no one is that perfect. And especially not kids who have been through the things the kids in this story have been through (ie Susannah), of course they're all going to make human mistakes. Also we're getting all of this from Belly's point of view, and we need to remember that she has always seen them in the radiant sunshine light of all these magical summers.

The 3rd book is when Belly's Jeremiah bubble is popped and she starts to see all the annoying things he does and his flaws (it's actually kinda funny cause the first chapter is like "oh everything is wonderful with Jere he has been so many of my firsts and I've never had anyone like this" and then in the next chapter she's like "Jere is the most annoying mfer I have ever met and here's all the annoying ass thing he does"). And then the whole cheating thing happens...but they were on break so technically he didn't "cheat" but he should have known better, and then he made it worse by proposing to her.

Anyway all of that is to say they are not making anyone the bad guy, they are not making Jeremiah the bad guy. They are showing he makes human mistakes, is flawed and is also very capable of hurting Belly. Yes, he's a fun golden retriever but golden retrievers also sometimes bite and jump up on you and get into your trash, but it doesn't make him a bad dog. It's not sunshine and flowers 24/7. That's just not how life works.

Also just to be clear- yes, the characters in this story make mistakes and hurt each other and are at times a little bit toxic to each other, but no one does anything irredeemable or unforgivable.

[exopelagic]

WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME BURROWS END WASNT FREE

[icewindandboringhorror]

Everytime I face a new character limit on a website that didn't have them before/used to have really long ones... AUGHHhhh the modern social media world was not made for people like me (lovers of details, rambling, elaboration, thorough explanation, and nuance)

[bloomfish]

When I was a child I was obsessed with cats after reading warriors and the only thing I wanted in the universe was a cat. My mother wouldn't allow it because she was a. Allergic (valid) b. An animal disliker (not valid) so to prove to her that I would be a responsible cat owner I did so much research and studied cats obsessively, I even drew diagrams of cat anatomy and different systems I would implement around the house to prove I would be a responsible cat owner. I was so dedicated to the feline agenda

I don't know why she never caved and at least got us a hamster or something. I would constantly beg her for a pet, like I would have been happy with any kind of animal even a fish. Unfortunately I was an animal-obsessed child born to an animal averse mother lol. When my brother and I trapped insects she would say in Spanglish "Este es tu pet!" (This is your pet) 😭 and that fills me with rage to this day lmao

To cope I pretended the various animals around the house like a fox or a hedgehog we saw in the garden were my pets. We even had a rat infestation when we lived in London and I considered them my pets, penning my first book entitled "My Rat" which I think my dad still has. I was obsessed with any kind of pet simulator like Nintendogs or neopets or tamagotchis. I think she was worried she'd be saddled with all the responsibility after I got bored which I can understand but also I was so dedicated to my imaginary pets for so many years that I don't think that would have been the case.

[vaugarde]

im reading this tallstar’s revenge rewrite and in it, palebird and brackenwing have a really nice friendship where bracken defends pale from sandgorse’s pushiness, and since i hadn’t read the original in so long i decided to check their wiki pages out of curiosity, and in the original brackenwing fucking shames palebird for mourning her dead daughter bc “she only knew her for two seconds” and scoffs at the fact that she named her at all? why do the girls in this series hate each other so goddamn much

[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads // twitter thread    

The Hummingbird Killer

YA thriller set in a closed city run by assassin guilds

2 years after Isabel joined a new guild in exchange for her life, she’s their most notorious killer,

but wants a normal life again & gets a flatmate & library job

….and accidentally gets tangled up in an anti-guild abolitionist movement. unfortunately things just keep getting worse

[tyrantwombat]

LET YOUR DEAF CHARACTERS USE SIGN LANGUAGE YOU FUCKING. COWARDS.

[ekat-fandom-blog]

Everyone was having a great time meeting Dick's new boyfriend, Danny. He had a weird mix of Jason and Dick's sense of humor, knew a ton about stars and inventing, and had tons of stories to tell about his and Dick's time together. Everyone having fun, however, meant that something had to go wrong. Even if it wasn't that bad. Or a big deal.

A glowing green post-it appeared out of thin air in front of Danny. "Oooh! Someone got a bingo!" He snatched it out of the air before it could touch his food. "Dang. I was hoping it was me."

Dick slowly set down his utensils. "Danny? Sweetheart? What's that?"

Danny looked up, noticing the others startled response to the post-it from nowhere. "This is the result of the Soul Bingo." He handed it to Dick, allowing him to attempt to read the names on it. There were 3, none of which were in English.

"Soul bingo?" Damian asked, eyes narrowing, hand tightening on his fork.

"Hm?" Danny looked over to Damian, realizing he hadn't explained why he had the Soul Bingo results. "Oh! Yeah. Clockwork told me he'd let me know when someone got a bingo. He convinced everyone to let me join the Bingo game. Too bad I didn't win this time." He shrugged, not looking like he minded all that much.

"What..." Tim started hesitatingly, "is Soul Bingo?"

"Soul Bingo is basically bingo, but instead of numbers your betting who, how, or why this guy named Constantine is going to sell his soul. Anyone that gets a bingo gets a favor from the Ghost King. And anyone that makes a soul contract with Constantine gives their rights to his soul to the Ghost King. It's not quite a win-win, but it does cut down on paperwork." Danny shrugged again, taking a bite out of his food.

The Bat clan took a moment to sort through what Danny had said and all the questions that left them with.

"One," Jason said, "who's Clockwork? Who's the Ghost King? Why are you participating in the Soul Bingo? How did you even find out about the Soul Bingo? Why's there basically a betting ring surrounding Constantine selling his soul? How-"

"Whoa. Slow down. If you're going to interrogate me, you need to let me at least answer your questions," Danny joked. "Can you repeat the questions?"

"Who's Clockwork?" Jason asked, taking a breath.

"Clockwork's my mentor. He's also in charge of making sure the timeline doesn't collapse." Danny took another bite of his food. "He's super cryptic most of the time. Next question?"

It was Steph that piped up this time. "Who's the Ghost King?"

Danny took a breath and squinted at the air above the table in thought. "His name is Phantom. He became Ghost King after he defeated Pariah Dark, the previous Ghost King. Pariah was a tyrant that wanted to destroy the entire world."

Bruce asked the next question. "Did he come up with the Soul Bingo idea?"

"Yeah. He was tired of everyone complaining about Constantine, and it was the best way to avoid getting the dude's soul ripped to shreds." Danny shrugged as though it was normal to casually mention ripping apart someone's soul.

"And why did you join this convoluted betting ring?" Damian asked.

"I could finally get a day off and not deal with paperwork. Or cryptic messages that I don't understand. Or threatened. Or the Observants. Did I mention I wouldn't have to deal with paperwork, because I feel like that's important." Danny pouted and crossed his arms.

"You get threatened at work?" Dick asked, alarmed.

"Oh yeah. It used to happen more often, but it's petered out now that I'm friends with most of them. Turns out I registered as a baby to ghosts when I first met them, and they were just playing with me. Not that I understood that," Danny grumbled at the end.

That didn't soothe anyone's worries. Too bad Danny is so difficult to get information out of.

Deciding to not deal with the concerning issue of Danny being in apparent danger at work, Bruce asked another question. "Why exactly did the Ghost King decide to turn making deals with Constantine into a bingo betting ring?"

"Well, he didn't want to have to deal with the enormous amounts of paperwork for one. For two, he felt bad for the guy. Everyone dies eventually, and having your soul ripped into 10 or more pieces would hurt. Except he sold his soul mostly to demons, and they all want the full soul. And they happen to be high on the food chain, so there'd be a war between those factions. So, King Phantom offers a favor in return for the soul contract with Constantine, he owns the dude's soul. But Constantine won't stop trying to make deals using his soul, so it was decided to turn it into a bingo betting ring. Everyone he makes a soul deal with goes to King Phantom. King Phantom offers them a small favor in return. Everyone that gets a bingo gets a small favor. Everyone's happy." Danny explained.

"Except Constantine, I'd assume," Tim said.

Danny shrugged, putting more food on his plate. "He's the one selling his soul to whoever's willing to buy it."

No one knew what to say to that, or what else to question Danny on in regards to Constantine's soul, so they moved on. The rest of dinner was a bit strained.

~ * ~

Batman called a meeting. A meeting about something so important that every Justice League and Justice League Dark member was asked, but not required, to be there. So obviously almost everyone showed up.

"What's this about Batman?" Wonder Woman asked, extremely concerned about about what could require so many people to deal with whatever this meeting was about.

"We're waiting," was Batman's response not moving from his seat. He was typing on his computer.

"For who?" Superman asked.

"Wait," Batman replied, glaring harder at his computer.

Everyone waited for fifteen tense silent minutes, when Constantine arrived. The attention snapped to him, still uncomfortably silent and tense. "What?"

Batman stood up, slamming his hands on the table, and glaring at Constantine. "You fucked up."

Oh shit. What did he do to piss off Batman to the point that the entire League needed to take care of it? "What did I do?"

"You caused an inter-dimensional betting ring that my future son-in-law is a part of," Batman replied. "You keep selling your soul and are potentially putting him in harms way. I'm extremely close to breaking my one rule, and the only thing stopping me is the sheer amount of people in this room that would stop me before I could even hope to reach you in order to do so."

DC/DP Constantine Bingo

When Danny gets crowned High King he gets loaded with mountains of paperwork all because of one John Constantine. So instead of dealing with it he turns Constantine's sold soul pieces into a currency for favors from the King. (Claming John's soul for himself to end all debates)

Then because Constantine will likely continue to sell his soul carelessly Danny makes an official decree that anyone who wants can create a 5 by 5 grid of beings/situations/etc. John will se his soul to and send it to Clockwork to officially enter the bingo, creating a realms wide bingo with prices. Along with this comes a ruling that of John comes to you and wish to sell his soul in return for a favor that you can do, you must accept, preventing people from cheating.

~~~

This of course makes John very paranoid. It suddenly got very easy to trade his soul and many beings even seemed eager to do it. Despite them knowing it would not give them the ownership of his soul.

~~~

What happens when Danny receives an update on the bingo, in the form of a green postit-note, in the middle of a dinner at Wayne manor.

It could either be a meet your partners family dinner or a adopted danny dinner.

Anyway now he either has to come clean about being a ghost, the ghost king, or make up a story about befriending ghosts and getting invited to the bingo that way.

Bonus points if Danny name dropps Constantine without knowing that the Wayne's are the bats and that John had shared his paranoia with his coworkers.

~~~

I am not a writer but if you like this and want to write it your self, be my guest, just tag me so I can read it👻👻

[ambreiiigns]

i . randomly thought abt gojo & geto and my chest started hurting