#this wasn't meant to be this long buuuuuut

[heartsbreaking-migrated]

@toonsupe sent 💬  for  an  angsty  starter .

"no, no! i am not answering any more fucking questions." cassie slurred, shoving her hands over the lenses of the cameras that were being pushed in her face. she watched as pas and security swarmed around her past self, overtaking her until there was only a hint of her notorious red hair showing beneath the wall of bodies. she remembered half stumbling, half being carried back to her suite by her body guard and being deposited haphazardly on her bed. she didn't remember anything else from that night and she only remembered the fucking album release party because so much of it had been filmed.

that was years ago.

she'd thought she was over it, and that it wouldn't be dredged up again. cassie had been wrong about that. god, she'd been so wrong. she'd missed the initial memes about it when she was in rehab, but there were new ones now. she didn't want to deal with it. she didn't want to go out and be asked by some wandering reporter how she felt about the memes being brought up again. how did she feel? she was angry.

cassie took the roof tops, jumping from balcony to fire escape and then continuing on cement, gravel and slate and then found herself walking straight into vought tower. there were the usual greetings as she flashed a badge that told them she was 'talent' when she wasn't wearing her suit. she took the elevator up to the residential floors and walked to noir's apartment. three knocks, and one accidental scratch on the door from her thumbnail. "it's cassie, you wanna come spar with me? i need to work something out of my system. i need you."

[decembercamiecherries]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "decembercamiecherries "?

Thanks if you want to answer.....

Yeah, of course you can ask! ^-^

My username came from my ao3 username - decembercamie. 'December' is my favorite time of the year and my birth month, 'camie' is supposed to stand for the camellia flower somehow lol. When I made my tumblr account I made it with decembercamie as my username buuuuuut I accidentally forgot my password so I had to make a new account with a new username. I like cherries so that's literally the only reason why I chose to add 'cherries' onto my ao3 username for my tumblr username.

For your first question, I wasn't sure if you were asking about my fav fics that I've written or fav fics that I've read? I went with fav fics I've read but if you meant something else just send me another ask!

Here's my current favorite top-ten fics I've read in no particular order:

Atlas (star trek, spirk) - a re-imagined what if au about what would happen after the events of the first movie and it features genius!Kirk which I absolutely love. I reread this at least once a year.

2. Miracle Child (Homestuck, gamkar) - also a what if au about what might have happened if the characters completed the game earlier and reset both the troll and human universes. It's set only in the troll universe, though. I came for the gamkar but I stayed for the awesome world building and incredible OCs. I also reread this one at least once a year.

3. A Heavy Heart (Homestuck, gamkar) - a bit of a reversed hemospectrum au mashed with a royalty au. I love this author in general for their gamkar but this fic of theirs has all my fav tropes.

4. from the rivers of our palms (x-men first class, cherik) - I'm pretty sure this fic is what inspired me to write my own hxh daemon au series because this is the best daemon au fic I've found and it inspires me every time I reread it. The cherik in this is excellent and I loved their daemons' personalities too.

5. from stardust to stars (hxh, killugon) - all of xyliane's fics are absolute perfection but this fic is the first of theirs I read and it still makes me cry to this day. The world building is really interesting, I wish I could read another couple thousand words more about it. It also inspired me to write my hxh alice in wonderland fic out of order, as this is the only other story I've read that is told like that.

6. 108 degrees (hxh, killugon) - I have a lot of fav hxh killugon fics but this one is just really fun to read. It's not that deep, it's basically a short one shot of aged up!killugon getting together on a really hot day, but god damn does it make me happy.

7. All Things Belong (mdzs, wwx + the Wens, wangxian) - this fic features Wei Wuxian receiving all the love, pampering and recognition he deserves from the most powerful cultivation family and I love that for him. The Wens are fleshed out characters in this and I love how they all fall in love with Wei Wuxian while remaining a threat to everyone else involved. Even if this fic is never completed I will adore it to the end of time.

8. Starved Stunted Juvenility (mdzs, wangxian) - what if au in which wangxian get together during their Cloud Recesses days. This fic has everyone in character, everyone falling in love with and being protective over and spoiling Wei Wuxian, incredible action scenes, a seriously well thought-out plot and world building, wonderful OCs AND it is still being regularly updated despite being over 750k WORDS LONG. I would worship the ground this author walks on if I could because oh my god.

9. Rule Number One: Don't Get Attached (mdzs, wangxian) - all of my favorite tropes and aus mashed into one fic, featuring badass/genius!Wei Wuxian and dark!Lan Wangji. This author is also just an excellent wangxian writer, I've really enjoyed all their stuff but this fic of theirs in particular is so my type that it's kind of insane lol.

10. the kind that lasts forever (tgcf, hualian) - I read this fic back when I still hadn't finished tgcf yet because it is a modern au so I wouldn't be too spoiled, and I liked it so much that I chased it down again to reread it, and then searched for it AGAIN just to bookmark it. It is hysterical. I legit laughed out loud several times even when re-reading it a second and third time.

[beevean]

I've seen stans claiming issue #67 gets to take place after Frontiers and so there was a huge time skip of months based only in the fact Sonic called Amy to lunch as they apparently spend a time without meet each other (???) (Is not it some long running gag in the games that the characters can take long weeks or months to see each other again, thus being already used to this?)

But why?? Why is it so important to set this passage of time?! Do they are really desperate in make the link between games and comics? Because that really makes the comic's narrative sound and look pretty worse:

1- It would mean then that Surge and Kit has been a far more time hidding in Eggman's abandoned base than you would expect, that makes them look even more lazy losers than they already do and clash a lot more with the image of Thirsty For Revenge the comics insist in pass, since they moved NOT a finger in almost half a year (???) (Idk the exact time they want to claim and much less I care) But it makes the arguably near 0 effort of them become a surely negative effort.

2- So then, Blaze is still in vacation in Sonic's world??? Really? She just forgot her kingdom? Are the Sol Emeralds just in Sonic's world as if there was no risk of the universe to collapse (okay, that's a more overkill than what the game really states) if the Chaos Emeralds are reunited and put close to them? Just like that? As if she wasn't all afraid of get some vacantion in the start?

3- Then Mimic has already gone in missions with the DC for real, right? He's bonding with them, right? Surprisingly, there were NO real volunteers after all this time before Surge and Kit finally met Clutch, heard his plan, came to accept his conditions and just gone to the Restoration HQ by the front door, (assuming any of these step even passed by Surge's father head) right? Or, if had, then they left... Geez, guess a bossy rude bitch with a rock hard head can't be a inspiring leader after all, what a surprise, no?

4- The only positive thing of this time skip ideia is that it explains why everyone is so chill of the drooling psychic walking around as well as make no objections to him about use his powers... And why Silver is so chill after the whole fiasco... Buuuuuut, now he's acting Just Exactly the way Lanolin accused him to act when she made the scandal to kick him out the Diamond Cutters (Not only the absence of security helmets or vests, he's playing with the food of the thousands of hungry kids he meant to help, Ian Flynn, a master of self sabotage)

Btw, sorry for this rant, feel free to just ignore if you prefer... And sorry for bringing the Lanolin discourse all over again...

Now that I think about it, it's been a year since Frontiers came out and IDW still hasn't referenced it. Even considering that it takes multiple months for issues to be finalized, I'd say enough time has passed that anything Flynn and Stanley have written since, say, December 2022 has been released. So huh, not even a small reference to that talkative moon, or anything to reflect the supposed new life goal of the gang. It's like it's not canon after all :)

Anyway. Time skips in IDW are indicated. This is how we know that the camping arc takes place months after the beginning of the MV arc because the apocalypse lasted the whole winter, and how we can say that it's complete bullshit because Sonic should have been dropped dead from exhaustion. No time indication, no significant time skip. This is a moot point for me, so I don't have much to add.

[amphitritemists]

Red, White, and Royal Blue movie review

I love this movie and the actors did a great job at bringing the romance in the book to the screen buuuuuut I also feel like the movie watered down and took away everything that made this book special just to make a safer film that would appeal more to straight girls that want to see two hot guys kiss rather than queer kids who want to see themselves represented.

They took away the Luna plotline and how corrupt the Republican party was in the book to... I guess make the film less politically controversial? The election itself held way less significance than it did in the original novel giving us no real reason to cheer madame president's re-election other than she's Uma Thurman and she's one of the main character's mom so yeah cool she wins.

They took away the divorce plotline and Alex struggling with sexuality. The divorce was huge because it meant that Henry's character had to bear the brunt of the emotional tones in this film, being the one who lost his father and having homophobic family members. It took away a way for these two to connect on a personal level because I never felt like Alex had much to open up about in the film as compared to Henry's struggles. Not to mention Alex coming to term with his sexuality at an older age was so validating for queer readers who didn't realize they were queer until they were adults. And it made him coming out to his mom make less sense cause he knew he was bi for so long and that his family were supportive of queer rights so why the hold up? (And why was there no "congrats your bi but does it have to be the prince" powerpoint)

Finally, they cut the white house trio and watered the friendships entirely. Too often we see gay couples on screen and it's them against the world but Red, White, and Royal Blue showed that wasn't the case. There will be people who hate us but there are also people who will love and accept us if we let them in. By becoming a couple, Henry and Alex each expanded their social circle and it was such a beautiful thing to see because this book wasn't just about romantic love. It's how that romantic love gave these two the courage to seek more love from family and friends and that's what really brought them happiness in the end. The movie just missed that.

Again, I love this film and this story but 4/5 stars because it had the potential to be so much better and I'm disappointed with how much of the heart was lost

[damagedintellect]

Craig Tucker x Fem!reader

💌 Craig Tucker is a mother fucker: Chapter 7  💌  

Summary:  You want to say that it wasn't your fault buuuuuut it kinda was. You didn't think much of it as you casted your joke vote for the "Hottest guy in school" and in hindsight you should never listen to Clyde but it was pretty funny at the time. Craig just wanted a peaceful junior year and you can't blame him for that however waking up the morning after a party, in his bed, being told that you two were dating wasn't exactly your definition of peaceful either.

Notes:  I was always too scared of the fandom to post it back in the day but I wrote this before Creek was made canon so let's just say Craig is bi for my sake because I've had a huge crush on him since forever. My S/O pointed out that Craig is just Trafalgar Law but with a guinea pig instead of a polar bear and I haven't been the same since I have a type and it's them.

💌 Word count: 3,222 💌  <= Previous | Chapter 8 =>

The school calmed down after that. It's only been about two weeks but after what happened the rumors pretty much stopped all together. Which makes you think that it was Lola who was spreading them but you couldn't know for sure. Maybe the school was bored with you both because now you were actually dating or maybe they moved on to someone else. Either way it's what you were trying to accomplish with your relationship so you were satisfied. Now the real question is how long do you and Craig wait it out until you casually break it off and go your separate ways. Not that it mattered too much, it's not like you hated being with Craig. It was quite the opposite turns out you both got along pretty well. You'd dare say that you ended up becoming good friends because of this. You were in math class going over the test you just took. You felt pretty confident that you did fine.

You were wrong.

The good news is that your teacher allowed you to retake three test throughout the entire year but that meant that you'd have to study for it. Class ended and you lay your head back down on the desk.

Craig took one look at you and sighed "That bad huh?" you made a distressed noise as he grabbed your test from you "Oof" he skimmed through it and chuckled at you "Wow, I don't know how you managed to do it but you dead ass got all the easy questions wrong." you stood up and grabbed the test back from him. "I don't like math okay." He offered his hand and you rolled your eyes smiling slightly as to grab it. You both walked to the cafeteria. "You know I could help you study if you wanted. I only got one wrong and it's the one you got right." you scowled at him you really didn't want to ask him for help but math was your worst subject. You sighed in defeat "Fine." he stopped walking to look at you as you tugged on his arm.

"What?"

"No, I thought you'd protest more." you slouched as you sat down at the usual table "Normally I would but my brain is mush. I thought I did good." He pat your head as you sank down in your seat. "So what after school or this weekend."

"It better not be after school." You heard Bebe say as she and Clyde came over to the table. You quirked an eyebrow at her "Why not?"

"Our first cheer practice is after school, don't tell me that you already forgot." You cursed under your breath while Craig smirked at you holding back a laugh he almost forgot that you were a cheerleader. You punched his arm "I thought I was only a substitute." Bebe sighed "You are that's why you have to come we do team building exercises and if you're going to be a part of the team you need to come."

"Okay I'll be there." you pout but Craig pulls you into his lap "My house this weekend then?" you could feel yourself blush but make yourself comfortable trying not to smile. "Yeah let's do that." Over the past few days you've picked up on the fact that Craig likes physical contact and you didn't hate it either.

"You guys are cute." Bebe laughed and Clyde rolled his eyes at you both "I thought you guys were annoying before but now that you're both lovey dovey I kinda lowkey miss the bickering." Craig and you both flipped him off before turning to look at each other then turning away, both of you blushing. Clyde had a point since you've spent a lot of time with each other, you don't get on each others nerves like you used to, but you wouldn't consider you guys to be "Lovey dovey". It's not like you guys spew out sweet nothings to each other or make out in the hallway all the time. Anything goes but like within reason and you guys aren't heathens. Sure you guys hold hands all the time but you only ever sit in his lap on occasion. Neither of you said anything after that which was annoying you wish you could read minds.

The rest of the day was a blur as you anticipated the practice. As Bebe said it was mostly team building exercises. The classics starting with trust falls. You tried so hard but Bebe was very adamant about being your partner. You struggled slightly while catching her because she asked you a question.

"So what happened that night?" you had been avoiding that question for a while now "What do you mean what happened that night?" you sweat a little as you traded places and you were now the one falling. "You know what night," She winked at you "You never did respond to any of my texts." You fell back and sighed "I told you nothing happened." She caught you but giggled "Oh yeah? Nothing happened so why is your face red." She'd probably say that even if your weren't blushing. You frowned at her "Seriously I mean it, nothing happened." She helped you upright and you fold your arms.

"Fine I get it, you don't want to talk about it right now, but you two have definitely fucked." Yeah there was no winning here. She was just going to think whatever and there was nothing you could do about it as always. You did a few more group trust exercises and after that and started some light conditioning. You did not appreciate that one bit, planks aren't exactly your forte.

At the end of practice Heidi invited everyone to the annual cheer sleepover it was in a few weeks so you had time to decide if you wanted to go or not.

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The next day was relatively boring now that you've taken your first test for most of your classes. Lunch was oddly quiet as well. Bebe stopped trying to ask about that night which was good but you had a feeling she was planning something. You don't even remember what happened during your last few classes because all you could think about was that damn test. You thought you were good at math.

"Are you ready" Craig said as you guys got to the entrance of the school. You didn't want to answer but you did "As ready as I'll ever be." You made your way to Craig's house.

The weather was nice and cold. It was October now which meant soon you'd be able to go ice skating again. You zoned out thinking about what you were going to do for Halloween when Craig squeezed your hand as you got to his house. When you guys got inside he brought out another chair and pulled out his notebook. His notes were super neat you almost wondered if you both were taking the same class, or you were just really bad at taking notes. You hesitated but you pulled out your notes and he almost choked.

"Jesus Christ, I thought I've been telling you to pay attention." He flipped through the pages, your notes were more of a sketchbook then actual notes. At least that explained why you didn't do well on the test but still. "Here let's start with this one." he pointed to one of the problems that you got wrong and wrote it on a blank page in his notebook. You fiddled with your pencil tapping it on the paper as he looked at you. "Well, any day now." you purse your lips and balanced your pencil on top of them. You had no idea where you were even supposed to start. He frowned checking his phone for the time. "It's going to be a long night isn't it?"

"Yeah..." you sighed meekly looking at the paper as Craig wrote out the steps explaining everything. You couldn't help but stare at him in awe, with how often he used to skip classes you always thought he was a slacker. This was pretty unexpected. You were still staring at him when he finished the problem "Now it's your turn." You snapped out of it and blinked at him.

"huh?"

He face palmed himself rolling up his test hitting you on the head with it. Of course it didn't hurt but you flinched anyways. He pinched the bridge of his nose. "What have I said about paying attention."

"It's not my fault I just can't focus." Craig crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, "What am I supposed to do with you," you smiled sheepishly you didn't mean to space out. His face was just, for a lack of better words, distracting you've never seen him like this before. It was his fault that he was attractive and you inwardly groaned thinking about it. "I should punish you but that won't solve anything and then again you might like that." You kicked his chair "Hey what is that supposed to mean?" he ignored you getting up from his chair leaving the room. He wasn't gone very long and returned with what you assume to be a bag of candy but you couldn't tell.

"These are candies I got from Japan and you can't have any." He opened the bag taking in a deep breath emphasizing how good they were and you rolled your eyes at him "Yeah okay if you think that's going to do anything you're wrong." You said crossing your arms turning away but glancing back as he took one unwrapping it in front of your face "Are you sure? It's your favorite flavor" you could smell the candy he wasn't wrong it was. You gulped hard this wasn't going to work. He slowly licked at the candy before he pushed it in his mouth smiling "mmm~ It's really good~" he teased you "Oh haha" you looked back at his example trying to figure out what the hell you were supposed to do without his help.

"You know I could give you one if you wanted." He waved one in front of your face "For every question you get right I'll give you one." he paused smirking at you, somehow you knew there was going to be a catch. "However, every problem you get wrong you should have tooooooo," he trailed off trying to think of something you'd protest against. You were pretty stubborn and spiteful so he tried to think of something that you wouldn't want to do. "Take off your clothes."

"Tch, As if I'd get one wrong." Craig smiled already knowing you were motivated enough to spite him and pay attention. He looked over your shoulder looking at the steps you were currently writing out. "Are you so sure? You're already wrong," he pointed "Right here. It's supposed to be eight not five." You grit your teeth, that sarcastic bastard he was going to be the end of you.

That's how the rest of the afternoon went he would show you how to do problems from the test and you'd try to solve ones that he made up. For the most part you got them right and were rewarded with candy. You'd hate to admit they were really good.

Unfortunately you had gotten three wrong which meant he took your jacket and both of your socks. It was do or die even though he had already seen you in your undergarments it was more or less your pride that you were fighting for. After he walked you through the test he made a practice test to make sure you really knew what you were doing. He laid on the bed playing games on his phone waiting for you to finish.

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It had been a little over an hour since he gave you the practice test. Craig was starting to get suspicious. He looked over to you it seems you were laying your head down facing the opposite direction. Surely by now you should be done with it, right? He stretched standing up turning to his phone to take note of the time.

Had it really been that long already? He noticed your pencil wasn't moving. He quirked an eyebrow at you as he looked over your shoulder to see what problem you were on and to his surprise you were in the middle of the last one but it appears you fell asleep. Craig smiled but shook his head at you looking down at the floor "Honestly what am I supposed to do with you." he laughed lightly to himself as he shook you.

"Wake up sleepy head."

He waited for your eyes to flutter open but they didn't. Craig sighed as he shook you a little bit harder "(Y/n), hey come on." He frowned when you didn't wake up but shrugged it off "Whatever I'll be back after dinner." He started walking out of the room but stopped when he got to the door. He waited a beat for you to wake up but you didn't. He turned back around not exactly wanting to leave you falling off of the desk, maybe he should put you on his bed. Craig walked back over smiling while poking at your cheek "Wow, you must have really been tired" you weren't flinching you were out cold. You were already physically exhausted from cheer practice yesterday and now you were mentally exhausted as well. He took the pencil from your hand and leaned down to put you gently on his bed.

He continued to lean over you for a moment after putting you down. You seemed so peaceful, your lips were slightly parted and your hair fell nicely around your face. Craig clenched his fist, he might not get another chance to do this. He glanced back at the door and back to you gently slapping his face before he did something to wake you.

"Come on snap out of it." He whispered to himself as he bit his lip looking at yours. Should he do it? He wanted to confirm something and you both had agreed on anything goes. He mentally cursed himself for what he wanted to do as he leaned in gently capturing your lips with his. His heart fluttered just like that time before and he hated it. He slowly walked away, relieved that you didn't wake up but now frustrated with himself. Craig walked out of the room quietly closing the door behind him. He exhaled heavily and grabbed at his chest as he cursed under his breath.

"Fuck."

He stood there for a moment trying to come to terms with what he just did and why he did it. He hoped it wouldn't be too obvious that he was blushing when he walked down stairs. "Why did it have to be like this?" he thought to himself as he joined the rest of his family for dinner. Craig didn't mention that you were coming over to study or anything to his parents. Ever since he entered high school his parents kind of just let him do whatever without really caring about if he had asked them or not. Honestly he didn't think it would take this long to go over the test. He sighed as he ate dinner. Either way he planned on sneaking you out when his parents weren't paying attention just in case.

He ended up being the last one at the table anyways because he couldn't stop thinking about what he was supposed to do now. Craig has never been someone to listen to his emotions and he sure as shit didn't want to start now. He was content with the arrangement you both had at the moment. You both were dating without all the emotion commitment and baggage of dating. It was like friends with benefits but without the sex. It was nice just to have someone other than Clyde be close to him. Why ruin it to go back to your constant fighting or worse, you completely avoid him for the rest of high school.

Craig took his plate from the table doing the dishes before heading back up to his room. He was almost shocked to find that you were still sleeping. He yawned he was getting tired as well it was pretty early but, eh he didn't really feel like doing anything anyway. He rummaged through his drawer getting out his pajama pants and a comfy shirt. He turned back to you. Should he change in here, or should he just go to the bathroom? What if you woke up? His face turned red and he didn't want to think about it, he just went to the bathroom instead. He brushed his teeth muttering how stupid he was being and changed.

Once he came back he turned off the lights and tucked you both into bed. You were sleeping so soundly but hearing your breathing made Craig almost hyper awake. He tried really hard to fall asleep but it irritated him that he couldn't. He was fighting with his thoughts wanting to do things but not acting on them. He should have tried waking you up once more maybe he wouldn't have ended up in this mess.

He tried taking deep breaths, focusing on his breathing and it seemed to work. He could feel himself on the edge of being asleep when he felt you cuddle into his side causing his eyes to force themselves open despite feeling heavy. You were still asleep and Craig didn't feel like fighting it anymore as he pulled you closer into his embrace. You were warm and smelled nice. Craig gently squeezed you, over the past few weeks he got addicted to your physical touch.

"Stupid hormones. Stupid serotonin. Stupid dopamine." He muttered quietly into your shoulder as he thought about the first night you guys slept together. He couldn't explain why but it was the best night of sleep he's ever had and he hated that now he knew the reason why.

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The next morning you found something oddly familiar about this scent and this warmth almost like you've been here before. You snuggled into the blankets a little bit more. You could stay like this forever it was very comfortable. That's when you felt the blanket squeezed you back. Upon opening your eyes you noticed you were on top of Craig with his arms around you. You swallowed hard, it seems like he was still asleep and you didn't want to wake him. Laying your head back down you kind of felt a little bad for falling asleep. The last thing you remember was him trying to help you study. Not that you feel like you were wasting his time or anything considering that he offered to help you, but you didn't want to be a burden especially if he felt the need to take care of you because of your arrangement. At the same time it was too early in the morning to really get your thoughts straight on the matter. You felt right at home in his arms and you were not about to pass up more sleep.

Is it weird that you've just gotten used to being this close to Craig?

[haldenlith]

In light of (again) seeing the spectre of racism pop up in BG3 fandom (I swear, people in a fandom not be racist to black characters challenge = impossible, apparently), I sat down and had a big think, randomly.

I realized that I'm a perfect example of the effects of very little to no representation growing up. I can put the notable black characters all on one hand.

Storm, Blade, Static Shock, Spawn, and Fat Albert.

That's it. That's all I can think of seeing back in my day. I can only otherwise remember seeing black characters as throwaway side characters. That's pretty sad given that's from an almost 20 yr period.

Eventually, I fell into watching anime and wuxia films. And all of this... definitely colored the sort of OCs I created as a little kid and onwards.

Almost all of my characters... were white, or light-skinned Asian. My elves were white, because that's how I'd always seen them, and I knew that not being white meant they were Drow, and Drow were Bad. Even my super anime "I'm a dragon but with a human body with some aesthetic scales and horns" characters were pasty white as all get-out. For some reason, despite loving Storm, the thought to make a black character simply did not occur to me.

I had very sneakily and successfully been influenced into subconsciously going "white is normal, black is not."

It wasn't until my 20s that I started trying to examine and dismantle all of that, as I began to interact with the internet in a way other than "uwu hot guy" or "teehee fandom blablabla", to be more informed about the world around me. Interestingly, that was also I think the time where we finally started getting black characters in media, or at least more visible in popular media. Falcon, Black Panther, Cole from Gears of War, Vivienne in DA: Inquisition...

Buuuuuut, for me, the harm had already been done, and I was left having to untangle the mess left behind. I'm still untangling it. I still only have one black OC, and he's not only a recent creation, but he's a psuedo-self insert. My other POC OCs are mostly Asians or Indigenous.

That long ramble is just to say that yeah, rep matters. Dumb little kid brains aren't always going look in the mirror and make a character off themselves, they're going to make a character off of what they see, and if they don't see themselves, they're... not going to put themselves into their stories until they're older. And that's assuming the lightbulb switches on and they have a "hey, wait a minute" moment.

This is all shoving aside the various identity problems that I recognize I have from a bizarre and somewhat racist upbringing, hahahahaaaaaa....

[amrita-gsk]

This is one of those things that makes me feel even more against the ending. At this point it can be assumed that Isshin already knew about Rukia being a shinigami, heck, being buddies with Urahara I bet he knew about her living in Ichigo's closet even back during the Substitute Shinigami arc and he knew about him going to SS (why else would he give him the protective "charm" than to keep his body safe while Kon used it?) and when his son comes home with this girl that has not only given him shinigami powers and endangered his life time and time again (because let's face it, as a parent that's how one would usually view everything that happened so far) but is also about to drag him back to Soul Society's mess, his reaction is to welcome her as his "third daughter", rant about it to his deceased wife and give her a place in his home, no questions asked.

I know we've gone over how Isshin is a lousy father since he doesn't really seem to be all that preoccupied with his children's safety buuuuuut... This. Right. Here. He just accepts her. And even when she later comes back with him completely injured and unconscious he doesn't even question her or what happened (because he already knew, but still) and even allows her to keep guard over him IN HIS ROOM. I mean, it was kinda late to put up boundaries after having her in his closet but...

And that's not all, during the FB arc he works along with Urahara and Rukia to restore Ichigo's powers and ultimately allows Rukia to be the one to stab him... why? Well, because due to the circumstances Ichigo was confused and scared, and I like to think he thought that maybe it would be better to have someone whom Ichigo completely and absolutely trusts do it instead of his long absent, secret keeping father. But why is this so important? Because Urahara and Isshin could've chosen anyone else to do it, Chad, Uryuu, heck, even Orimeme, but unfortunately the level of trust needed for it wasn't there. So Isshin goes and allows Rukia to have her way and be the one to do it because he knew how much it meant to the two of them, especially Ichigo.

That's why I understand why he doesn't exist in 686. He knows about Rukia and her importance to Ichigo, he knows about their bond and I do believe in some way he probably saw the parallels to his own story with Masaki and that would make him think there isn't anything that could possibly top that, so he just disappears. Isshin can't exist in 686 because he cannot brand Orimeme as his... What? Fourth daughter? Sorry, he can't take the third daughter title away from Rukia and naming Orimeme the fourth would be reaffirming that she's only second best... If only because there aren't any other options, else she'd probably rank lower. So he had to go, else he would've discredited Ichigo's marriage even more than the whole manga had already done.

Isshin was really into Rukia becoming a Kurosaki the moment he met her... Or Ichigo becoming a Kuchiki.

[ihavenosoul12]

At first, when he asked me to bring him Joy, I didn't realise that he meant another visitor rather than... that.

I mean, I'm gay but I would not tap Zeus, thank you very much.

I'm given flowers and gifts of all sorts and allsorts (by that I mean I mean the licorice) all day long, all for the damned god who can't keep his hands to himself. His lovers whine and bitch about Mary, describing her with words I'd personally never use because of what she's known for.

You know, being the bloody Virgin Mary.

Emphasis on Virgin.

I completely understand her reasoning for getting him into the hospital, though that son of hers would blather on about 'turning the other cheek'.

If it wasn't guaranteed that I'd be treating him too if I did, I'd get him on the ward too.

When I first started training to be the first ever nurse to specialise in treating the supernatural (and was only beaten by that insert word Zeus' girls and kids called Mary here, Kirsty), I thought it would all be cute vampires who hadn't seen a tree in the darkness while as a bat or werewolves who got shot at during hunting season.

If you'd told me I'd be dealing a horny, cheating bastard who lacked a brain to think with and instead decided his dick should rule his actions, I'd have let Kirsty do it all on her own.

She may have been the first nurse to specialise in treating the supernatural but she was also the first to quit, so guess who's making the cash!

Buuuuuut honestly, kudos to Kirsty for getting out while she still can.

That's why I'm here, not a pretty girl.

You might be wondering why I'm disrespectful to a god. Well, he was disrespectful to ME first.

I barely had time to walk in before he groaned said, "Why couldn't I get an attractive nurse?"

Not a great start. Really made me sympathise with Mary.

I've just gotten off break so back to Zeus I go.

"Nurse," he grumbles, already looking at me with a stormy gaze as if I was the one who beat him up (wish I was). "I require food."

I smile sickly. "Well Zeus, food is unavailable and we can't serve you food right now."

"Go to those little shops-"

I force my smile to be wider. "I am not going to spend my money on you, I need it to live."

Unceremoniously, he throws a couple drachma at me. I let it hit my face and slowly fall to the floor.

"We are not in Greece, ancient or otherwise, and thus that is not legal tender for me to purchase your 'required' luxury foods."

"Why are you so rude to me?"

"Because you're an imbecile, sir."

He hisses out some curse, I don't know what it was meant to do. Probably frighten me if anything. But if I woke up with snake hair instead of my pompadour, he would be the first one I'd see, I'd make sure of it.

"Uh, Nurse Jonas?" I hear a colleague say my last name (they don't want Zeus hearing my first name - Harley - in case he decides to hex me with something that needs a forename rather than a surname or title or whatever to work) and I almost know what's happening.

"Yeah?" I say, approaching her.

"... Zeus has visitors."

I turn my eyes to the crowd of women in the crowd. It's a mile long and, from the large windows, I can see even more women, some even with kids, parking their cars and rushing toward the door.

"You know what, Nurse Canley?"

"What?"

"I quit."

Zeus ends up in the hospital of the Gods after trying to get up close and friendly with Mary - yes that Mary - and all of his girlfriends, wives, and baby mama’s show up to make sure he’s okay. Hundreds of goddesses, mortals, and supernatural beings show up. You’re the nurse appointed to take care of his everyday needs.