#thoughts? opinions? concerns etc.

[glossolali]

some of my suggested ship names for dorian / braius:

brorian

braiorian

brian

[britneyshakespeare]

Had the extremely upsetting experience of a mutual of like 6 years going off on me for occasionally making posts about supporting Harris because apparently that makes me a g n cide denier who refuses to learn and grow, with all of my views just being assumed not even from what I've told them I believe or what I've posted before, but just because I DON'T post particularly the kind of things they THINK I should be. When I pointed out how much they were just completely assuming about stuff I'd never talked to them about, I was told it doesn't matter what I do in real life or "care" about if I simply disagree with their conclusion and vote for her anyway. Like they were absolutely not sorry for the level of maliciousness they not just assumed of my character, but for some reason thought appropriate to bring directly to me before unfollowing me. No apology whatsoever for how discomforting or upsetting that might be and certainly no acknowledgment that I could disagree with them and still be a good person. I just got another even longer rant about how they fundamentally can't fuck with me because of this one thing, no matter WHAT else I do in my real life (which I pointed out that they do not know), and how I'm directly supporting fascism.

Like seriously what is it about Tumblr that makes people think they know someone based off of occasional posts? There were just such DEEP assumptions they were making of me and going off of very little or absolutely nothing. Around the time I first became mutuals with that person I used to express my personality and beliefs and talk about what was going on in my life a lot more openly, but I've significantly scaled back on doing that in many ways for many reasons. One of my major ones is privacy and the way I've had strangers outside my followers and following circles just find random things I say and dogpile me for it. I was fundamentally changed after some T Fs did that to me like 3 years ago. I also just didn't have many conversations w that person anymore (I message people in general on here like 10x less than I did circa 2018-2019, which I'm somewhat sorry about!). My point is to say I think this person felt comfortable assuming that they knew me, especially who I am in 2024 at the age of 25, much better than they actually did.

One of the specific things they accused me of was being afraid of learning and growing (because I don't perform social media activism on here like they think I should). Like AFRAID to take criticism. When again I've never received criticism from them or had to respond to any criticism on here before as pertaining to my views on... well, absolutely any of the issues they accused me of not caring about. They essentially treated it as if the only thing in the world I cared about was the US election and characterized me as the most out-of-touch liberal they could possibly imagine, because I'm not "pushing" Kamala Harris to be better (Oh?? Should I do that on here?? Does she read my blog??).

And most hypocritically what they said was that I only *sometimes* *vaguely* post pro-Harris things (I often post like 5 or fewer things in a day though?). But here's the kicker. "Because I know I'll get shit for it. And rightfully so."

Really????? Not a single person, anon or not, in my messages or in a tagged post or anything, has ever given me shit before for saying who I'm voting for. I'm actually NOT afraid of "getting shit" for that opinion, I just don't start fights with people who are anti-voting. And why should I??? I genuinely don't believe in trying to change the minds of strangers on the internet about that sort of thing. I'm just not confrontational about it; that is so not the same thing as being "afraid of getting shit." I'm not posting ENOUGH about my support for Harris, therefore I'm afraid. But therefore they can also make all these assumptions about me being their strawman for an ignorant Harris supporter.

I'm afraid of getting shit but I still post anyway? But if I weren't afraid of getting shit I'd be posting a lot more?? This is ALL based on their assumptions of what my blog *should* look like, based on what I really and truly believe. My level of posting every now and then is an accurate gauge of my feelings on complex, sensitive, global issues. Because I'm voting for the Democratic presidential candidate and I'm ok sharing pretty much just that little glimpse of myself.

I really don't think that person knows just how inappropriate and insulting that is to just say all of that to me. Like they really know what's going on in my head. Their first message began and ended with like "I'm sorry I love you I just can't take it anymore" but they clearly weren't sorry enough to try and be more respectful to me, and they didn't love me enough not to default to extremely ungenerous assumptions and attacking me based off of those instead of any actual words I've said that they take issue with.

Online radicalization is real and it's not necessarily bad because your political views can start to fall well out of the contemporary Overton window. The way you find it appropriate to treat people whose views, however common, seem to fundamentally misalign with yours... that does matter. You can't just assume the worst of everyone and then act on that in how you approach them as individuals. And then be shocked that you don't stay friends with them. You can't be confrontational with someone about an issue you've never had an honest conversation about, and then expect them to take your bad faith in them as reasonable well-meaning criticism.

I'm afraid of criticism??? I'm afraid of criticism. No I'm not. This person and I have never had an issue before where they criticized me and I got harshly defensive. It was ALL projection. The entire tone of their messages was as if all their anti-voting posts recently were somehow in communication with the occasional go-vote-for-Harris posts that I make. That's not a conversation. I don't post for your satisfaction. I don't post in "response" to my mutuals I disagree with. I just post what's on my mind, sometimes, about some things. I really again can't stress enough how baffled I am by this

[sinsofsinister]

I was texting the bestie about this but I wanna put this elsewhere too bc I have some thoughts as a disabled / sick person who unfortunately does play League. Arcane S2 talk under the cut.

I’ve seen some people on tiktok concerned they’re going the ‘disabled person gets a cure’ route for Viktor and while I do get it because that trope always sucks ass, I feel like in this particular instance with the context we have and the overall history of the character that it’s? Fine? At least to me personally.

Like. This isn’t the usual shitty case of the single disabled rep in a sea of able bodied bitches getting one. There’s SO many disabled folk in this show. Jayce and Viktor were already working towards something like this anyway. This was Jayce’s whole goal, even after Viktor begged him to destroy the hexcore. Now he’s facing the consequences of his actions.

I know the show doesn’t have to follow game stuff to a T since the multiverse exists canonically and all that jazz, but Viktor’s whole thing usually is fixing / enhancing himself and other people anyway. He taunts people by saying 'steel can fix all your flaws' and that he can 'upgrade' them. He gives drugs to a kid so he can confront his bullies iirc. There’s a reason the man has a following.

Sure the Jesus imagery was more than a little insane so it's likely we're not gonna get the traditional mad scientist caricature that we’re used to (or maybe we still will who knows we still have six episodes left and a lot can happen) but even if he’s now technically 'better' and 'alive' Viktor has come back so, so irrevocably wrong that this can only end poorly and I for one am looking forward to seeing how it turns out.

This is all just my opinion and I don’t think it's internalized ableism? But alas I am still a single flawed person and I'm always willing to learn when I’m wrong so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[martyrbat]

i think its kinda funny how gone girl became such a book for the white 'girl interrupted/female rage' blogs when they ignore that the basis of the novel is based on a rich white woman being able to cry and manipulate the masses due to her position of privilege and sense of entitlement

[adelle-ein]

i was never a person to the FE fandom i was a content machine and when i failed to appropriately Generate Desired Content they would turn on me and i think that might've fucked me up a tad

[lxmelle]

Those letters for his students was like Gojo’s way of showing consideration for them.

That’s what Geto Suguru, the “Gojo translator”, would say to them, if he was there.

I mean, there was a reason they were best friends - Geto understood him the best. He helped him learn how to (and the importance of) connecting to others - how to not be lonely.

It was the same in the scene with Kuroi. Right before he shouted for Gojo over the time, he just instinctively knew how to connect with Gojo and helped others with sympathising with Gojo.

I didn’t play the JJK game but I think the undercurrent dynamics is similar. Their bond. The exclusivity. Love. The whole breakup was about their friendship. The change the new generation got was also due to the path forged by them. As it stands, Gojo is shown to be largely misunderstood and nobody aside from Yuta has shown much affection for Gojo. Maybe Yuji ... to some degree. But I digress.

Maybe it’s an unpopular opinion, but considering how Geto-centred Gojo’s GIGA Character book was, he was likely influenced by Geto’s strong protective love for his “family”.

It makes sense to me that Gojo thought it would be important to put the students’ minds at ease with any thoughts/questions about their family. Hence the letters to help tie up loose ends.

Megumi was shown to be thinking about his father, whin he assumed was out there somewhere. Even if he didn’t want to know, there is a subconscious level of unfinished business from thinking this. And to know that Gojo killed him, may have helped him realise that his sensei had his back all this while. He was worth protecting all this while. That chapter of his life can truly close.

And just how bloody typical of his sensei, who has no “delicate-ness” about him!

As a sensei, and as a person, Gojo always protected others from his own personal concerns. He and Geto both stubbornly lived & fought “alone” because this was just their belief as the burden of the strongest = to protect others. The line was drawn and Gojo only ever wanted Geto to understand him, hence his conversation in 236. Only ever needed Geto by his side: hence his only complex was Geto leaving him behind.

We see this in how Shoko felt distant from them both. Stating in her inner monologue how she could never love either of them, but she was there - insinuating what they had between them was not something she could give (love) but her friendship was there if only Gojo let her in. And we see it in how, when she tried to connect with Gojo post-unsealing, by including Geto’s body as someone to be retrieved, he was a bit taken aback, starting his sentence with a long pause “……...” and keeping it simple / not elaborating (だな - it’s like the equivalent of a “yeah” but implies agreement).

Also, the fact the students and others can joke and call him an idiot, etc. means he really hid it well. Gojo protected them all. (As a teacher and adult should, I guess.)

I’m reminded of this scene.

Geto helped Gojo empathise & “not bully the weak”, but to also consider what else may be important... even if they may not think so themselves.

Until they receive what they thought they didn’t want, only to realise it was what they needed after all.

Cuz… y’kow: people (especially children) don’t always know what they want or need.

Sometimes what you want isn’t what you need. What you need isn’t necessarily what you want.

Gojo & Geto lived through that too... didn’t they? On so many levels… wanting, needing, denying, losing, yearning. Carrying their burdens they had nobody to share with. Making decisions on their own. Giving to the other a piece of their heart. Sacrificing themselves. Accepting each others loneliness as their own. Thinking they were better off loving the other by being apart.

The painful lessons that shaped the way for the new world. Children given the protection from The Strongest Sorcerer of the Modern Era. Granted a world with fewer curses for 10 years due to the Strongest Curse User.

Children who had adults to guide, protect, and care for them.

Children who do not have to be killed for the mistakes of others, who were forced to commit sins, or for being born a certain way.

I think every single sorcerer who were adults helped the kids in some way. The layers and layers of this story is just... overwhelmingly beautiful.

Much remains to be seen now. I’m worried that Yuta will have to live in Gojo’s body and that Kenjaku’s eerie words of Yuta being “the next Gojo Satoru” will extend beyond that battle.

People on X seem to be speculating whether a world without curses will exist (going back to jjk 0 and Geto’s ideals). What of the barriers without tengen? Some question reality as we are being shown - is it an elaborate dream? Hm.

I hope for the plant/flower trio at least... Megumi and Yuji can use their shared tragedy as vessels who committed sins to bond and support one another. Nobara is a great buffer and heroine in her own right. Their dynamics are really amazing. Independent, yet so bonded.

I’d love to see Gojo & Geto at peace. I guess whatever happens, chapter 236 is a bit like salvation. And doesn’t Megumi’s smiling pic (above) look similar? If these two smiled as if they had no regrets , we can assume Megumi smiled sincerely upon receiving the letter, too.

As long as Gege doesn’t do anything to change it.

Please please don’t. They deserve a reward for their hard work and sacrifice!

[lunarforager]

Beginner Witch's Guide: Crystals

Today's witchy lesson is on crystals! Specifically, crystal shapes and their meanings, types of crystals and their meanings, and what you can use crystals for in your practice!

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Basic Crystals and Their Meanings:

Clear Quartz -> Clear quartz is known for its ability to amplify intention and magnify the energy of other stones around it

Selenite -> Selenite is good for cleansing and purifying the area and objects around it

Amethyst -> Amethyst provides a peaceful and relaxing energy

Carnelian -> Carnelian is known for boosting creative energy and allowing for better creative flow

Rose Quartz -> Rose quartz is known for supporting and amplifying love of all kinds (self love, romantic love, platonic love, etc.)

Pyrite -> Pyrite (also known as 'Fool's Gold') is known for drawing in success and fortune

Obsidian -> Obsidian sucks in negative energy from the surrounding space providing protection from unwanted energies and negativity

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Crystal Shapes and Meanings:

Cube -> Cube shaped crystals are often tied to grounding and would be good to use during meditation or meditative spellwork.

Sphere -> Sphere shaped crystals are thought to be more balanced with the energy they emit, splitting it evenly in all directions. They are good to use in grounding work (like meditation) or for protective spells/energy.

Pyramids -> Pyramid shaped crystals are most commonly associated with the idea of communing with celestial bodies or with the universe. Pyramid shaped crystals would be beneficial to use in deity worship or working with deities for spellwork.

Tower/Point -> Tower and point shaped crystals are known to amplify intention and point it in a certain direction. In my opinion, they are the most universally helpful shape and so can be used for a variety of spells.

Palm Stones -> Palm Stones are flat disks of stone that can be placed in one's palm and are often used to provide soothing energy. When placed in the palm they can be rubbed to provide therapeutic relief in moments of anxiety.

Cluster -> A cluster is a mix between a sphere and a point. The energy is emitted in all directions, but not evenly. They are most beneficial for spells and powers you want amplified, but don't need to be even or concentrated in one particular area.

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General Crystal Tips:

When purchasing crystals, make sure the ones you are buying are coming from reputable, ethical sources and are actual crystals!

Before letting any crystal come in contact with the sun or with water, make sure it is safe to do. Some crystals are known to leech harmful chemicals or elements into water when submerged while some will just erode away in minutes. Some crystals can also fade if left in direct sunlight for a long time (amethyst is one of these so keep that in mind!)

If you do not like working with crystals, think something works better for you than crystals, or simply are just not interested in working with crystals, they are not necessary for the craft! Crystals (like any other witchy tool) are optional but can not only provide useful energies or attributes, but also just look super cool and are great to put on altars or in spaces around your home!

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Well, that's all for my beginners guide to crystals! There are so many more crystals out there with their own unique shapes, attributes and energies that I suggest going and doing more research as you start to collect crystals! If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to reach out, I love talking to people and love making new friends <3

Valete my friends! :3

[mesetacadre]

I'm far from the first person to say this but there is a lot of overcompensating that goes on when communists oppose criticisms of specific communist figureheads. Stalin did not personally order the genocide of millions of people but he also wasn't the sole builder of socialism, nor was he the source of every good policy the USSR implemented. Same goes for Mao, Honecker, Lenin, Castro, etc. I don't think I need to harp on about why it's a remain of liberal historiography and ideology, although that should be acknowledged. Following in the same vein as this other post of mine, it constitutes a conscious and prolongued effort as a communist to adopt class, and more generally, a focus on the collective and processes instead of individual actions as the vehicle of your discourse. The better perspective with which to approach criticisms of a single transistor is to recontextualize it within the whole CPU that it's a part of, if you allow me the metaphor. You hinder yourself when you stoop down to the level of great man theory.

Lenin is a particular example because he tends to be great-manned both from the perspective of people criticizing and defending Stalin. He was neither a pure-hearted libertarian who was betrayed after his death by a conniving Stalin who hid Lenin's thought on him and who arrested/killed every other opponent, nor was Stalin a 1:1 replica of Lenin's positions but in a different stage of socialism. In both of these positions the role of the Bolshevik's party mechanisms and channels are completely ignored, as if it was a simple hereditary mechanism. In a democratic centralist organization, the Congress is the supreme organ of decision, and every office, from General Secretary to the base militant, is beholden to its decisions and has the duty to carry them out, as well as to contribute in its democratic process. Lenin was the Chairman of the Council of People's Commissar, sure, and the de facto "leader". The CPC was a mostly executive office, but like any other organ in the CP, it had a decided political role. The Congress is still the highest organ.

In the 13th Congress, when Stalin was elected to the position of General Secretary, there were 748 voting delegates. It is a misrepresentation of democratic-centralist principles to discount or ignore the vote of these 748 delegates. Lenin, as much as he was an important figure, was not the only politically competent communist, nor the only influential one. Never, even during the tensest months of the civil war or the underground work, was Lenin's criteria followed without criticism or input. He wasn't infallible or without fault, anyone can make mistakes or forget to consider some angles. This is also why Lenin was such a respected leader, because he did not govern alone. Stalin also governed like that, quite famously being skilled at listening to a discussion and being able to synthesize everyone's positions into a logical common ground. I am less concerned with what Lenin, at the end of his life, after two gunshots and a few strokes, personally thought of Stalin's aptness for the position, and more concerned with the opinions of those 748 delegates, all taking into account the discussions that took place in every lower organ of the party. What matters is that the party, democratically, elected Stalin to the position multiple times, and that his responsibility in leading cooperatively were proven competent throughout his tenure. Lenin was not an angel, nor the embodied spirit of revolutionary marxism. He was a very skilled and knowledgeable revolutionary whose words are not the gospel. The achievements made by Stalin's collective leadership (plus the entire party!) and the effective advancement of socialism are much more important than Lenin's opinion, as much as we can respect him. He wasn't clairvoyant

[totalswag]

Love your writing! So good!! Could you do one where the reader and Rafe have not been dating for long, only for about two weeks or so, and she is very insecure and doesn´t understand why he ever approached her to ask her out in the first place. She isn´t the most outgoing and thinks she is quite plain looking, comparing herself to all the much prettier girls (in her opinion) at parties that she evidently thinks he will leave her for and so she she starts to distance herself to make it hurt less

unworthy doubts — RAFE CAMERON

authors note first off, thank you so much. you don’t know how much that means to me. to all of you reading this right now; please know how important you're in this world. youre beautiful on the inside and outside in your own unique way 🤍.

summary questioning and comparing yourself to other girls while wondering why your boyfriend, rafe cameron, chose you.

warnings insecure, comparing, mentions of parties, crying, doubt.

Rafe Cameron and you started dating for almost a month; it’s everything you’ve ever wanted in a relationship. Although it’s in the early stages of your relationship, you haven’t felt this way.

However, your insecurities felt like they'd been with you forever.

Rafe's confidence and charisma seemed to effortlessly command whatever room he entered. You felt invisible; blending into the background. Comparing yourself to other girls at parties; pretty smile, makeup, etc.

What could rafe see in you?

The worries had recently gotten stronger, a constant voice in the back of your head. When you saw Rafe taking to someone or laughing too hard at someone’s joke, the voice whispers became louder.

You stood against the railing of Tannyhill watching at the sunset in your own thoughts. The breeze felt nice and it felt like good time to enjoy the moment.

"Hey," Rafe's voice interrupted your thoughts, making you jump slightly. He joined you at the railing with a troubled expression on his face. "You have been quiet recently. Is everything alright?

Rafe noticed your change in attitude in the previous three days. He had asked if everything was fine, but you refused to talk about it. Tonight, he wants answers. He's concerned about you.

You forced a smile, but it did not reach your eyes. "Yeah, I am fine." Just... exhausted, I suppose."

Rafe did not appear convinced. He stretched out and carefully tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "You know you can speak with me, right? If something is bothering you, please let me know.”

Your heart sunk as you heard those words. Deep down, you want to open up to him and express your feelings. You don't want to come across as undesirable and make him think differently of you.

You felt words spilling out, but you remained silent.

"Y/N, I feel like you're pulling away from me." "Is it something I said or did?" He creaked "Please let me know, baby."

"It's not you, Rafe," you eventually confessed, the words rushing out before you could stop them. "It's me." I just don't understand why you chose me. I am not like the other gals. I'm not as attractive, outgoing, or—"

Rafe cut you off, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Is that what you think? That I don't realize how magnificent you are?"

Rafe's thoughts were all over the place. Seeing tears gather in the corner of your eyes caused him to cry.

You shrugged your shoulders, feeling tears form in your eyes, and down your cheeks. Not bothering drying them off.

"It's difficult for me to not to think about that when I'm constantly comparing myself to these girls" you ramble on when Rafe cuts you off.

Rafe approached, holding your face in his hands. "Look at me," he murmured quietly, waiting for you to meet his eyes. "I asked you out because I like who you are. You are nice and intelligent, and you make me laugh like no one else can. You are attractive to me both inside and out. And if you can't see it yet, I'll spend as much time as necessary to show you."

His words struck you like a tsunami, removing any doubts and anxieties that had been building up. You took a nervous breath as tears finally poured over.

You bury your face against his chest, letting out your sobs and putting your arms around his body; Rafe gently strokes your back, rocking you both side to side and whispers nice words into your ear to calm you down. 

"I can't afford to lose you," you whine against his chest.

"Baby, you will not lose me; I will be with you every step of the way," Rafe says before kissing the top of your head several times.

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[astropookie]

Mars/mars pc astro observations bc yes

jjk

*birth chart + tropical

I’ve noticed you can spend more time with people who have the same sign mars as you or you can feel more comfortable, daah.

mars trine saturn are so fucking loyal to what they’re archiving, they take their time, they could be fucked up on following other things but when they have something in mind, they’ll do it.

scorpio mars could be synonym of transformation, sadly this people could have had a special person in their life who was going through a rough time and they were by their side, scorpio mars not knowing what to do with all that amount of energy, feeling guilty and desperate. they could have been used to an anxious environment.

aquarius mars stop being so concerned and furious when you don’t understand others behavior, not everything is logic. I get it, you’re aware of how people act and how things work but that doesn’t mean you have to act like that to feel accepted -don’t take this seriously-. also, you look cute when you’re feeling yourself💋🎀

6H mars ik it’s daily for you, being mad and everyone noticing but you, or you’re not mad and everyone thinks you are? don’t get mad if I don’t left something you let me in the same way you gave it to me!! -exaggeratedly-. Don’t get mad if we’re not as organized as you!! don’t put your energy on those things, being mad on little details

mars at 5°, 17° or 29° (leo degree) STOP WITH THE PRIDEFUL ATTITUDE, you can’t even apologize wisely

mars at 9° or 21° (sagittarius degree) YOU CAN’T TAKE THINGS SERIOUSLY when they’re confronting your unserious attitude or EVER. you look like a little kid trying to scape, STOP. “You thought..”, then look at the consequences. too chill for my patience. -thinking of someone while typing-

3H mars why do they have to have the same taste in music as you so you’ll immediately find them attractive? or them having the same interests as you -same favorite movie, series, etc-. also they could be dorks 🤓☝️

mars opposition jupiter makes people who have this aspect feeling they’re stuck on their process of their goal/dream, they could feel they’re constantly in the process and not identifying their progress or the positive aspects. they could feel really insecure/have a low self stem, comparing themselves with others. they could be seem as too idealistic.

when you’re mad with libra mars they can have a “I did nothing incorrect/wrong” attitude, they could even ask “when did I did that? Prove it”, like you remember every detail like them 😒

8H mars are MOODY, they have to do what they want and often base their decisions on how they feel. they don’t force things, they do how they feel. when they were children, they could have been seen as aggressive or unstoppable? unpredictable

sun square mars screams issues with your dad or the opinion of your dad and how he does things has/have had a lot of impact on your life and identity, way of proceeding. impulsive and gets excited like a kid when you give them a candy, oh but when you take it away…RUN.

as a mars at 10° or 22° (capricorn degree), yes I feel the need to be in charge -boss around-, I’m learning to not want/understand I don’t have to be in control every fucking time 😏 In every aspect. 

I’m still thinking virgo mars is the most resentful of all of them. they’ll do ANYTHING to protect their loved ones, they do everything they can to try to understand them, they’re so DEDICATED. it’s an honor to be one of their few special persons.

mars at 3°, 15° or 27° (gemini degree) LOVES, NEEDS to receive affirmations about how good they’re, in bed. a “I love your ass” will be a motivation to do more things…again, if it’s not in bed, they need to know how they’re doing things, they need communication to feel secure or that they’re doing it good.

mars persona chart*

gemini 5H in mars persona chart indicates is fucking hilarious/fun for you to tease people. how, when and what you talk, you do it on purpose, to see how far someone patience can last or to analyze their reactions. in every aspect. you can have a way with words that helps you to initiate things easily in bed.

cancer 6H in mars pc can mean you have to feel you like the sport you’re about to do to actually have motivation and be constant with it. for example, I started going to gym bc a friend was practically asking every day if I could be her gym partner, I didn’t want to and when I finally went was bc principally she was gonna be there, I emphasize with her and had to do something for my mental health -everyone was mentioning I had to-, not bc I like to do sport? Or going to the gym? I like how I’m feeling?😭 idk how to explain it.

aries venus in mars pc yes we know people who are horny makes you horny. you love how focused are on their life and how much they think on what they can do next, that they’re not wasting their time. it makes you wet 😝 that they get mad over little things and that they’re direct and a little idiots to process things.

taurus mercury in mars pc are so possessive, they want to know if you’re about to come and to affirm it, to tell them they made you feel so good to then choke you. they want proves on how good they’re doing it and how they can be better.

cancer mars in mars pc can be turned on whatever has to do with a mother figure 😭 or what’s seen as feminine? But more on a mother way. for example, if someone is taking care of them unconditionally and has this cancer aspect -big boobs, round face, innocent eyes- they’ll imagine being taken care in another way later

mars-uranus aspects in mars pc is attracted/turned on to people who are rejected by society, someone who is seemed as rebel or does change. not necessarily they have to be part of a social movement but since little details. for example, what’s rejected by conservative people, piercings 😝 an unique way of standing for themselves, etc.

neptune 1H in mars pc: you feel yourself with the unexpected. you even get horny?😭 your personality could be even unexpected.

♡ Based on personal experience and what I’ve analyzed in my surroundings.

♡ English is not my first language.

♡ I’m not a profesional astrologer.

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[softspokendove]

Ghostface Matt

pairings: bsf!matt sturniolo x female!reader

summary: matt told you he wouldn’t be coming to the Halloween party, says it wasn’t really his scene. But when he secretly shows up to surprise you in a ghost face costume he can’t help himself from taking advantage of the concealed identity.

warnings: smut, knife play, dry humping, lil bit of stalking, degrading, crazy matt kinda, reader has a little bit to drink but is NOT drunk (fully consensual smut), blowjob f!receiving, Matt gets pussy drunk, choking, name calling (slut, whore, etc), overstimulation, p in v (no condom).

a/n: I know I’m a little late to kinktoper and everything, but I really wanted to try writing something like this, enjoy!

Matt has been brushing you off all day and giving you attitude about the littlest things. His original plan was to show you his new costume hours before the party would start, seeing your reaction and having a laugh before he’d drive you both there.

But the longer he thought about it the more he didn’t want to show you, he wanted to surprise you. He wanted to see your eyes widen and a shocking gasp escape your mouth. He wanted you to not be able to take your eyes off of him.

He knows he’s your best friend, he shouldn’t think like this. He just can’t help it. Seeing you almost everyday in your pretty dresses and skirts. Watching you do your makeup, when you’d apply your lipstick he’d feel his pants begin to tighten.

He’s wanted to tell you for so long, how needy he was for you. How hot and bothered he’d get when seeing you wear one of his shirts. Him having to sneak out to the bathroom to relieve himself in the middle of the night when you’d come to sleepover. Most nights he’d catch himself saying your name in his sleep. It’s was so wrong. He felt terrible.

“Matt! Look do you like it?” You were dressed up as one of your favorite characters from one of your shows. The clothing hugged you perfectly in all the right places, leaving little to the imagination. You gave Matt a knee buckling smile, waiting to hear his opinion.

“You’re wearing that to the party?” His tone made your smile drop a bit, looking down at your attire to see what was wrong with it. You looked great and you felt great. You were hoping that when you showed your best friend the outfit it’d get him out of his bad mood. You don’t know what caused it or if it was you, but everything you said today Matt gave you some nasty response. He was barely even bothered to look you in the eyes most of the day

“What’s wrong with it?” Matt felt his heart clench at the sadness in your voice, the spark in your eyes that were just there a second ago now gone. He hated acting this way. Every part of him just wanted to jump up and hug you, apologizing for every dick move he’d pulled earlier today.

He couldn’t. He needed to stick to the plan.

Instead of replying he just runs his tongue over his top teeth and looks away, clearly not liking the outfit just not wanting to say it. You scoff, pissed off by his behavior, “I’m wearing it, thanks a lot for being a good friend. See you later,” You turn around and pick up your purse, “asshole.” You mutter the curse word but make sure it was loud enough for him to hear. You slam his bedroom door shut, making his two brothers give you a concerned look when you walk through the living room and out the front door.

Something about the way Matt has been treating you all day has really ticked you off. He’s never done this before. Usually he’d sit there and compliment everything about you when you asked for his opinion on an outfit. He always made you feel comfortable in whatever you wore. He’s never talked to you in a nasty way, always keeping his voice sweet and gentle when talking to you and only you.

You feel your body heat up as you get more angry about the situation. As you arrive to the party you immediately head to the kitchen and start pouring yourself alcohol. You need this. You need to have a good time tonight. You need to take your mind off of Matt.

Matt sighs in relief when he finally finds the right house, he’s taken the wrong turn three times now. Before heading out of the car he puts his mask on, adjusting it till it sits perfectly, and grabbing the knife on the seat beside him.

Matt knows how much you love ghost face. More specifically how much you want to fuck ghost face. When he saw the costume at the store he just had to get it. He thought to make things more exciting that he wouldn’t buy a fake knife, instead he’d bring a real one.

He walks through the crowd of people, pushing away at any girl that try’s pulling him to the side. His eyes scan everywhere in the house, desperately trying to find you.

He walks into the kitchen and sees you chugging down liquid out of a red solo cup. Your friend cheers you on and then pours you another. Matt feels a swell feeling pour in his chest at the scene of your friend trying to get you drunk and you letting them do so. Don’t you care that something might happen to you? You think that he isn’t here and you’re still doing something so careless?

It’s a good thing he did show up. You need someone to protect you. You need someone that will always be keeping an eye on you. You need him. And that thought alone makes his grip on the knife grow tighter.

A boy walks up to you and starts talking. He goes on about how pretty you look and how he’s never seen someone like you in his life. It’s quite flattering honestly, but you just give a small smile and thank him. Your mind still clouded with thoughts of Matt, the alcohol providing no help.

Matt feels his jaw clench as the boy reaches out his hand and leaves it there for you to take, which you hesitantly slide your hand on his and let him lead you to the dance floor. The song playing is a sexual one, leading most people on the floor to be all up on one another. The boy puts his hand on your hip and pulls your body towards his leaving no room between you two.

Matt feels his face go hot, his breathing becoming erratic, and his feet having a mind of their own as they walk forward. Matt clicks on the voice changer that’s in the mask to hide his voice as he comes up to you.

“Wanna dance?” Your eyes widen at the familiar voice from the scream movies and turn to see non other than ghost face himself. You instinctively pull away from the boy in front of you and turn your full attention to the taller figure.

“Woah. That’s so cool!” Your face forms into a giddy smile and you check out the whole costume head to toe. Matt feels himself smile at your contagious happiness, until the other boy speaks up. “You mind? We’re kind of busy.”

The boy reaches out to grab your wrist but Matt swiftly moves his body in front of yours towering over the boy. “Put your hands on her again and I’ll cut them off.” He raises the blade up towards his face and moves it around slightly causing a glimmer on the blade, signifying that it was real. The boy just stumbles backwards and then heads back to his group of friends.

Matt turns around to face you and sees your eyes on the blade as well, your face isn’t one of shock or fear, it’s more of curiosity and excitement. He knew you’d like it.

“Come with me.” He intertwines his fingers with yours, leading you upstairs and into an empty bedroom. As he shuts and locks the door he sees you begin to take off your shoes. His eyebrows furrow in confusion under the mask and he slips his knife into his back pocket. You look back up at him and smirk as you start to pull off your top.

You were never one to do a random hookup, especially at a party. But the way he talked to that boy earlier and how nice he looks in that robe, you can’t help the wet patch that begins to grows on your underwear.

“What are you doing?” Matt’s brain circuits when he sees you standing right in front of him, in just a bra and your bottoms, lust present in your eyes which you practically undress him with.

It might have been the alcohol talking but you just couldn’t hold back anymore. You needed to clear your mind and finally feel good for once. “C’mon ghost face isn’t this what you want? I know it’s what I want. I want to feel your hands all over me. Your knife running down my body. Your cock inside of me.” You run your hand down his chest and then his stomach feeling him flinch as you get lower.

“If you make me cum I’ll let you cum inside of me.” Matt’s cock twitches against his jeans. His mind flips like a switch at what you want from him. He’s been waiting for this for ages and now you want it. You want him.

Matt puts his hands on your waist and leads you backwards towards the bed. He pushes you down onto the soft material and leans his body on top of yours. His hands begin to roam freely around your body, squeezing your sides, playing with your tits, cupping your pussy.

Your body screams with need, desperately needing him everywhere. You trap his body between your legs letting your cunt rub against his boner which causes a small moan from you and a grunt from the man above you.

Matt pushes his body deeper into you, and moves his body back and forth. Allowing both of you to seek pleasure in his movements.

“Ah fuck.” The voice from the mask makes your pussy clench around nothing as more liquid seeps out and into your underwear. You bite your lip wanting something to put your lips on. You go to move the mans mask but he grabs your hand stopping you.

“Please. I want to kiss you.” The man doesn’t release his grip for a minute, just thinking of what to do next. He wants to kiss you so bad, he’s been dreaming about it. He just doesn’t want you to see who he is, not yet. He grabs the bottom of the mask and brings it up a few inches, allowing his lips and neck to be on display.

You bring your hands up to his cheeks and bring his face down smashing your lips upon his. The kiss was needy and hungry. You push your tongue out to his bottom lip, quietly asking for more. Which he gladly accepts and opens his mouth, both of your tongues leaping out and sliding against each other. You whine at the feeling of Matt wrapping his hand around your throat. He tightens his hold on you and turns your head in the process allowing him deeper access into your mouth.

Your hand reflexively holds onto his wrist that’s around your throat, but making your lower body grind harder against his.

Matt leans back, breaking the kiss. Your lips follow his seeking for more, your eyes opening when they don’t connect with his. He lets go of your throat to use both hands to pull your bottoms off. He chuckles at the wet patch growing on your underwear, “Dirty little slut letting a stranger do this to you.”

He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out the knife. Your breath hitches in your throat and you try to close your legs, his hand stops you from doing so and pulls them back open. He moves his leg to hold down your leg and his hand to hold down your other leg, “I don’t think so sweetheart. You’re going to let me do whatever I want to you.”

Your heart races and you love it; the adrenaline of letting a stranger do this stuff to you. You feel a cold sensation slowly run down your body and you hiss. Looking down to see the man’s hand holding the knife against your boob, down to your nipple, and then lower. As he reaches your panties he brings the blade of the knife against the fabric, cutting open the material enough so he can see your glistening folds.

“You look so pretty.” He moves the knife and presses it against your clit, the coldness making you jump. He lays down the knife so he can use his finger to rub down your cunt. His finger gets covered in your slick and he brings it up to his mouth, inserting it inside and tasting you.

“Mm god you taste so good.” Before you have time to process his words he picks you up, lays himself flat on the bed, and brings you up to his face. Your cunt dripping down onto him, but your cunt not quite touching his lips yet.

You’ve never had a man let you ride him, let alone a man you just met. You try pulling away afraid you might crush him. Matt gets annoyed by this and uses his hands on your hips to slam you down onto his tongue. You let out a high pitch moan at the new sensation of his wet tongue licking a stripe up your cunt and then sucking on your clit.

One of your hands braces yourself on the headboard and the other holds on tight to his arm on your waist. He gives you a particular harsh suck which cause you to moan and slightly grip him harder, Matt groans back in response sending more vibrations and pleasure up your body.

He starts rocking your body back and forth over his mouth, getting you started on a good rhythm. After he feels your body take the lead and continue the pace, he takes two of his fingers and rubs them in a circle at the entrance of your cunt before inserting them inside you.

He hears your moans picking up louder as he starts thrusting his fingers into you. You sound even better than he could’ve imagined and your pussy tastes so fucking good he could lay here all night, swallowing every single drop your pussy provided him.

Your pussy clenches around his digits feeling a cold metal on his pinky finger than is laying against your thigh. You look down and see the ghost face mask still present on his face, his lips hidden from view and inside your pussy.

Matt is trying to keep his eyes open and remember the look of your face being in pure bliss by him, but the taste of your pussy is too intoxicating. He closes his eyes and starts entirely focusing on fulfilling his hunger.

You feel his tongue movement get more rapid and he becomes a moaning mess underneath you. it feels so good. His moans against your clit, his fingers continuously pumping in and out of your walls, your pace increasing as you hump his face faster.

“Shit I’m gonna cum.” You let your head fall back and start moaning incoherent words.

Matt hears you but the words don’t make any sense in his head. He just keeps licking and sucking. Feeling your clit pulse in his mouth and your walls tightening around his fingers.

“Fuck I’m gonna-fuck!” You scream out in release as the pressure inside you finally snaps. You slow down your pace but still ride out your high, Matt eating your pussy clean.

“To-too m-much.” Your body spasms in over sensitivity as his abuse doesn’t stop. You conjure up any strength you have and pull yourself off of him. Matt finally letting go and breathing rapidly.

It goes quiet for a moment. The man’s head tilted towards you, staring at you, your legs pushed together while shaking trying to calm down from one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had.

“Give me your arms.” Matt is now standing and unbuckling his belt. You crawl closer to him and give him both of your arms. He takes his belt and wraps it around both of your wrists then tying it.

You stay sitting there while the man unbuttons his jeans and slips them off, his boxers coming down with them. A wet spot full of precum to be seen on them. He leaves his robe and mask on. Pushing you back flat on the bed and moving his body in between your legs. He puts your arms above your head giving him access to your body.

“Gonna make you feel so good.” He rubs his length between your folds, moving lower to your entrance and then slowly pushing forward. You gasp at the stretch and whine when you feel him bottom out. He’s so big and you’re so full.

Matt grunts as he pulls out and pushes back in, your walls are gripping him so tight. He needs to last long, he has to make you feel the best you’ve ever felt. He leans down to your neck and starts leaving marks.

You move your head to the side giving him more room as you open your legs wider for him. You begin to adjust to his size and he can start moving in and out more easily. He leans back up, your neck and chest now proof of what happened tonight. He takes one of your legs and lifts it higher up hitting your insides at a different angle making you squeal.

“Yeah? That feel good?” You give him a pathetic moan and roll your eyes in bliss. You jump when you feel the same cold metal from earlier placed against your neck. “Use. Your. Words.”

You feel your pussy clench around his cock at the new sensation, “feels so good. You fuck me so good ghost face.” In the darkness of the room you can see his lips turn up in a smirk and it makes your stomach flip, Matt feels this and groans.

“Best pussy ever. You’re gonna have to be my personal fuck toy after this. Whenever I need you you’ll give me what a want like a good whore.” You moan at his nasty words and arch your back.

“Take that fucking dick.” He shoves himself impossibly deeper into your cunt, pressing down on your lower stomach to feel himself inside you.

“I can’t - I can’t.” You try moving away from the intense feeling but the man just drags you right back. Moving the knife down your body again but with more pressure this time, “move and I’ll cut you.”

You feel tears prick your eyes as your second orgasm approaches you fast. You wrap both of your legs around his waist, his now free hand flying to your clit to rub circles. Matt can feel you tightening around his dick so tight he can barely keep thrusting in and out. The sound of your juices can be heard with each thrust.

You give one last big scream before squirting all over the man’s cock and his robe. Your entire cunt pulsating so rapidly he has to hurriedly pull out and cum on your stomach.

As you both catch your breaths the man gets up and undoes his belt on your wrists. “I told you I’d let you cum in me.”

Matt just smiles at you and leans down for one last kiss. “I’ll do that next time when you know who I am.”

[ellecdc]

Hi darling, maybe you have this request already, but I just found it funny that I literally woke up at 2am with thoughts of how did Poly!moonwater and reader got together and typed this on my phone half asleep

Marauders taking over every part of my life now, ngl. Your writing especially, I'm literally in here morning, noon, and night the past weeks just enjoying your fics 🥹

Love you, please take care always 💜

LOL Mimi you are so stinking cute, waking up in a panic because you NEED to know how poly!moonwater came to be 😭😭😭😭 I love you

I can't really think of a one shot of this because I think it would be a slow progression, so I'm going to make it headcanons!

the origins of poly!moonwater x reader headcanons

you're totally right, they would have absolutely met in the library - perhaps tutoring group? Remus was tutoring in DADA (obvs), Reg maybe potions and reader....you can choose?

And I always picture tutoring like, in the library with the textbooks, discussing the concepts (not actual physical practice which would require them to actually duel, cast, mix potions etc)

I do imagine reader x reggie being friends first, though Remus was always friendly with them

I picture Reggie and reader to be same age/year so they would have classes together and such

I think perhaps Remus would notice lingering glances between reggie and reader and would decide to befriend them in an attempt to play match maker for the notoriously stand-offish Black and the very quiet you

Regulus would have at first been VERY confused, startled, and generally concerned when his brother's friend started sitting at his table in the library

I think this would be because he was a) slightly worried something was wrong with Sirius, b) convinced this was a prank, and c) shy because he definitely found the werewolf attractive and really (hated that he) liked how calm and assured the older boy seemed to be

"To what do I owe this....pleasure...Lupin?" He asked cautiously

Remus would have been all smiles at that. "Oh, I assure you that the pleasure is all mine, baby Black."

Regulus hated that

"So...you and L/N, hm?"

Regulus turned a beautiful shade of pink in Remus' opinion

"I assure you I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Hm. So I guess your lingering glances and shy smiles mean nothing?"

"Nope."

"And hers? Do they mean nothing as well?"

That caught Regulus' attention.

"What do you want, Lupin?"

"Is it a crime for me to want my best friends little brother to be happy?"

Regulus scowled. "As you so eloquently pointed out, Lupin, I'm a Black. I don't deserve happiness."

Remus sighed sadly at that. "I disagree. Besides, there's worse things to be, Black. Trust me."

"What, like a Gryffindor?" Regulus muttered what he thought was quietly, but Remus let out a hearty laugh.

"Exactly"

So Remus decided to be a scheming little menace and mediate conversations between you two

"Hello baby Black!" Remus called out joyously one day, dragging you behind him by the crook of your elbow - you looked horrified. "Look who I found!"

Remus bodily sat you down at Regulus' library table and sat in a chair beside you near the exit, almost daring you to try to flee.

"Hello Lupin....hello, L/N." Regulus offered, knowing exactly what Remus was doing, but he couldn't pretend he wasn't at least a little pleased that you (and he) had joined him

You offered a small smile and a quiet hello in return

Remus looked between the two of you with the biggest smile on his face like he was watching two of his 1st year DADA students internalize a lesson they'd been working on for far too long

"How are your tutoring sessions going?" Remus asked, which seemed to spark some conversation and allowed the two of you to relax a little

you shared stories of some of the silly feuds of the first years, mistakes they made, crushes they had on each other - "oh that's good to know! I'm going to make them partner up next week" - and such

"Were we ever that small? they all seem so little" you commented.

"I don't think Lupin was ever that small." Regulus commented unintentionally which horrified him. He vowed to never say another thing to the two of you ever again. But that vow was broken the second he heard the sweet sound of your laugh at his comment, and Remus couldn't help but laugh too - watching you like this version of you was perhaps the most beautiful he'd ever seen you.

"I'll have you know I was average height in first year." Remus defended

"Yeah." you agreed disbelievingly, "average height for a fifth year - what do they feed you in Wales?"

Remus decided he actually really liked hanging out with you and Regulus, never mind his role of matchmaker.

hanging out with the two of you was like finding shelter in the middle of a thunderstorm - you dulled the sound of rain pouring down on him, offering him a safe, warm, dry place to recuperate from the chaos

Regulus was funny in a way that seemed to surprise even Regulus himself - so used to keeping his thoughts to himself. It was refreshing for Remus to see a personality come out so innocently and effortlessly - not performative in the slightest

you were very comfortable to let silence linger - never feeling the need to fill lulls in the conversation that didn't require it

and for being so quiet, Remus was very happy to discover how excited you got about things

"Reg! Remus!" You called (albeit quietly) one day as you came running into the library to show them a copy of some first year's essay on [insert subject you tutor]. "Look! Little Archie got an outstanding on his essay!"

Regulus and Remus were equally as enthusiastic as you (which would have looked very strange to anyone watching from the outside), both far more proud of you than either were of 'little Archie'.

But it was when Regulus noticed you blushing when Remus gave you a 'celebratory' hug that lasted far longer than strictly necessary that an idea of his own was formulated

"You know that Lupin has been trying to play matchmaker with us?" He asked as he approached you at the end of one of your shared classes.

You looked at him oddly.

"Disappointed?" He asked, mistaking your look for disappointment.

You were a little disappointed, albeit not for the reason's Regulus was suggesting

You had always had a little crush on Regulus throughout school, but you found that you really liked Remus too. And you liked spending time with Regulus and Remus - you looked forward to your little 'study/tutoring dates' as you'd taken to calling them. You were equally as excited when sharing a hello with Regulus in the halls as you were Remus, and...well...you kind of perhaps hoped they felt the same way. You were also certain Remus and Regulus felt that way about each other which didn't completely upset you.

"Really? I thought he just loved our company." you deadpanned instead, ignoring the subtle tightness in your chest.

Regulus' face morphed into a devious grin, however. "Oh...but I think he does. And I think you do too." he said, taking a chance and straightening your school tie, gently pulling you slightly closer to him. He swore he could feel the heat radiating from your cheeks as you swallowed thickly.

"What do you want, Black?"

Regulus smirked as he made eye contact with you. "You? Him? Both."

Your pupils dilated as your eyes flit between both of his, chancing a glance down to his lips as he licked them.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Remus was really looking forward to your study date today. He'd been trying to keep track of James all day who was on day four of no ADHD medication, talking Sirius off a cliff (aka, convincing him not to hex Mulciber at every given moment) and his only support through all of this was Peter (which was not very much support at all). He was very much looking forward to the calm oasis the two of you provided him

He was very embarrassed and ashamed when his heart plummeted to see the two of you walking in hand-in-hand, looking particularly infatuated

"What's this?" He said in faux excitement, only having to clear the lump in his throat once.

You smiled shyly while Regulus smiled victoriously.

"Your plan worked, Lupin. We've decided to give this a try." Regulus explained, holding your joined hands up and pressing a kiss to the back of your hand.

Remus chuckled but it sounded manic even to his own ears.

"Well! Wonderful!" he shouted about 4 octaves higher than usual. "I guess my work here is done." He admitted as he slowly and dishearteningly packed his things.

"Hey, not so fast." You chided softly, placing a gentle hand on his forearm. "What about you?"

"What about me?" He asked quietly, pretending your hand on him wasn't throwing him for a frenzy.

"We'll return the favour." Regulus explained. "Tell us who you like, and we'll make sure you get them."

Remus let out a humourless chuckle. "I don't think that's possible."

"No?" You asked innocently. Too innocently if you asked Remus.

"Come on. Tell us about them." Regulus said as he sat on the table to look down at Remus, body facing him in his chair. "Perhaps she has....beautiful eyes...." He said sultrily, looking pointedly at you. "Or lovely hair...." He added, twisting a lock between his fingers. "Or a smile capable of convincing you of just about anything."

Remus' heart was beating frantically. They were on to him. They saw right through him, surely, but not because they were missing half of it.

"Or..." You carried on. "Maybe he has black curls that fall disturbingly perfect....or grey eyes that make you feel so vulnerable yet build you up.....or has constellations of freckles lining him that you want nothing more than to memorize."

Remus let out a pained groan. He was caught.

"I'm sorry." He admitted into his hands.

"For what, Remus?" Regulus asked quietly, and Remus nearly sobbed. That was the first time he ever referred to him with his given name.

"I didn't mean to." He admitted. fall for both of you he admitted quietly in his mind

"Mean to what, Remus?" you asked, causing him to groan again.

"What do you guys want from me?"

"Just you." You admitted shyly.

He looked at the two of you dumbfounded. You had the grace to look slightly abashed at the request. But though Regulus sat with an air of casualness, Remus could see the slight dusting on his cheeks giving away his nerves.

"You're not serious?" He asked dumbly.

"No, thank goodness. I'd look terrible in red." Regulus joked, surprising a manic bark of laughter from him.

"Both of you want me?" He asked disbelievingly

"Do you want us?" You asked, still shyly but unbelievably brave in your vulnerability

"more than anything..." Remus admitted

Regulus' face morphed into a cocky grin as he stood from the table and walked around it. "Then it's settled." he said plainly as he sat at his place.

"And what exactly is settled?" Remus asked, looking between you as you sat in your place beside him and Regulus as he took out a book.

"You're both mine, and I'm both of yours, and you're each others. We're together, Remus. Do keep up."

Remus knew better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. He accepted this new reality and never looked back.

AN: (I wrote this during my lecture so I apologize for any errors)

[cjlouwho]

guys, I'm getting lots of messages in my inbox about how we should be posting on instagram or facebook about the way Lou was treated etc and can you please stop. like, take a breath. It's one thing to speculate and voice your thoughts/opinions here on tumblr where it's literally just fans being fans, but please don't send that speculation directly to their social media! We don't know how Lou was really treated on set. We don't know how any of them are really treated on set! Lou has stated multiple times that he would be ready and willing to go back to 911 should they call.

I know I post my fair share of speculation, but I try to make it clear that that's all it is! Half of the time I'm just joking around anyway, although I know it's difficult to understand tone over the internet.

Please, have your fun on their social media. I still see nothing wrong with silly hashtags or respectfully voicing your thoughts on things that actually occurred within the show.

I also see no harm in going to abc's official site and sending your thoughts/concerns in that way. Make sure that if you do, you're not sending in speculative thoughts! Speak to what is actually within the show, or the things explicitly discussed in interviews. Tim Minear has done plenty of confirmed shitty things you can write in about, you don't need to add speculation to it.

[spookyvalentine]

fifty (more) questions for rook

‼️SPOILERS: companions and plot! Under readmore for next sixty days‼️

Round one (no spoilers)

The second round! Mostly concerning companions… eventually there will be more plot-specific questions

1. How did Rook and Varric meet? What’s their relationship like?

2. A scene from Rook’s year with Varric and Lace:

3. What are Rook’s first impressions of Solas?

4. What does Solas think of Rook?

5. Who does Rook romance? What was the moment that sparked their interest?

6. Describe Rook through the eyes of their LI(s):

7. How does their romance start?

8. Rook and their LI(s) first kiss:

9. A sweet scene between Rook and their LI(s):

10. A spicy scene between Rook and their LI(s):

11. What’s their relationship like?

12. An argument between Rook and their LI(s):

13. What would Rook’s LI(s) say are their flaws?

14. Do any romances bloom between the other Veilguard companions? What does Rook think of the pairings?

15. Who else has a crush on Rook?

16. Which companions does Rook like most?

17. Any companions they don’t get along with? How does Rook navigate this?

18. Does anyone notice Rook talking to Varric? Do they say anything?

19. A scene from book club (or another group activity):

20. Which faction allies does Rook like best? Do they dislike anyone?

21. What’s Rook’s relationship with Assan? What about Manfred?

22. In Rook’s opinion, was the best meal Bellara prepared? And Lucanis?

23. What does Isabela think, when she meets Rook? What’s their relationship?

24. What were the thoughts growing through Rook’s head, at D’Meta’s Crossing? What did they decide to do with the mayor?

25. Does Rook save Minrathous or Treviso? How did they decide?

26. What does Rook tell Emmrich, when he asks them about funerary rite preferences?

27. Dorian’s opinion of Rook:

28. What does Rook think of Dorian?

29. Do the companions give Rook any gifts?

30. Does Rook give their companions any additional gifts?

31. Which locations (Docktown, Arlathan etc) does Rook like to visit the most? And the least?

32. Did Rook uncover Solas’s memories? Any particular revelation shake them especially?

33. What does the Inquisitor think, when they first meet Rook?

34. What’s Rook’s opinion of the Inquisitor? What’s it like, working together?

35. Who do they support to become Archon, and why?

36. Does Rook support Emmrich’s aspirations of lichdom?

37. Who does Rook find themself turning to for advice?

38. Which companions best compliment Rook’s abilities on the battlefield?

39. What’s it been like, living in the Lighthouse?

40. What was going through Rook’s head, facing down the first archdemon at Weisshaupt?

41. Who does Rook choose to bring down the wards, Neve or Bellara? How do they feel about the outcome?

42. Who leads the second charge, Lace or Davrin? What is Rook’s response, at the end?

43. What does Rook do if they can’t sleep?

44. A scene where Rook or a companion is seriously injured:

45. Does Rook have any disabilities or prosthetics?

46. What does Rook think of being the leader of the Veilguard?

47. A scene at the Lighthouse while Rook is still trapped in the Fade:

48. Does Rook have any unfinished personal business that needs to be resolved? (What’s their loyalty quest?)

49. A scene between Rook and their LI(s) before the final showdown:

50. What ending does Rook choose for Solas?

+1 What is Rook’s ending?

[lanawinterscigarettes]

Headcanons for Jennifer Check with an autistic S/O?

I love this idea so much- I took inspiration from some of my own experiences so this might not apply to everyone but I certainly did my best! I really hope you like it <3

Jennifer Check with an autistic s/o

Warnings: brief mention of meltdowns/sensory overloads, references to ableism/ignorant people, very brief (somewhat) joking mention of committing murder (it's Jenny, what do you expect), very salty and blunt language that I'm honestly not even sorry for

I honestly think Jennifer would appreciate dating an autistic person, especially if you're the type who's very straight forward or overly blunt about things

She probably thought you were a bit of a bitch at first I'm not gonna lie lol, but she makes that assumption about pretty much everyone when she first meets them

You'd seen each other around school before but your first real conversation was when you were paired up for some sort of science project. She was not looking or feeling like her typical hot and fabulous self, and while you weren't the first to notice you were the only one brave enough to point it out

"Have you been getting enough sleep recently? You have really heavy bags under your eyes"

Jennifer wanted to snap at you at first, thinking you were being sarcastic (because obviously she had bags under her eyes, she didn't need anyone pointing it out) but much to her surprise you didn't look like you were making fun of her. In fact, you seemed a little concerned

"Your hair looks pretty damaged." You continued, oblivious to the look of utter shock on her face that you would actually say something like that out loud. "If using both shampoo and conditioner is too much of a trouble I can recommend some two-in-one products. Or you can always use dry shampoo in between washes"

The woman was too stunned to speak. All she was able to do was mutter an awkward "thank you", something that you simply nodded your head at before turning the conversation back over to the project

She gained a lot of respect for you that day, as you were the only person who wasn't afraid to say what everyone was thinking (though she soon learned this was due to you not knowing what was and wasn't considered 'appropriate' to say)

Out of everyone, you're the one person Jennifer goes to (other than maybe Needy) when she needs an honest opinion on something because you won't lie to spare her feelings or try to flatter her

"Which tank top do you think I should wear to school tomorrow, the pink one or the black one?"

"Well, the pink one makes you look like slut. But the black one makes you look like both a slut and a bitch, too"

"Perfect. Black it is, then"

If you ever accidentally make a situation awkward or uncomfortable by your comments or questions you won't even have to worry about being embarrassed because she'll immediately come out with saying something so bitchy and/or vulgar that whatever you said looks innocent in comparison and is forgotten about right away

She'll get very protective if people try to purposely make you feel bad for the out of pocket things you say. After all, you're just telling people the truth, it's not their fault if they can't handle a dose of reality (her words, not mine)

Even though she loves to party she'll most likely either tone it down or just stop going altogether when she finds out you don't like them all that much because of the loud music, bright lights, small spaces crowded with lots of drunk people, etc. She'd rather be with you any way

Always lets you infodump to her about your newest interest or favorite thing, which truly shows just how much she loves you as she usually always has to be the one dominating any conversation she's a part of. Sometimes you wonder if she ever really listens until she gets you something relating to your latest hyperfixation and then you're like "ah okay so she does care :D"

Honestly she's such a trashy mcbling y2k girly (canon, she told me herself) that I feel like she's the type of person to buy you stim/fidget toys and then help you 'bling' them out by gluing on fake rhinestones and such because "you can't just walk around with boring accessories"

Is she the type of person to tease you/make a bunch of sex jokes if you have an oral fixation? Yes. Will she start carrying around lollipops, gum, chew rings, etc. in her purse to give to you when you're feeling distressed in a public place? Also yes

Totally understands if you don't like/can't eat certain foods due to pickiness, especially if this is after her demon possession. She goes out of her way to make sure the pantry is stocked with your safe foods and all your favorite snacks for whenever you come over so you won't run out of them

She may not be the best at comforting you if you're in the middle of a meltdown/sensory overload or if you start crying (especially if it's over something small) but she tries her best to be gentle, not wanting to accidentally make things worse. If you need physical comfort then she'll gladly let you wrap your arms around her and get as close as possible, but if not then she'll stay a safe distance away while trying to cheer you up with words of encouragement

Absolutely hates ableist people. Hates and will eat them /hj. She can't stand when people make you feel bad for not understanding certain phrases or not being able to pick up on social cues

If you're ever confused on something then she takes the time to explain it to you, and yes this includes her sarcasm. She can't stop being sarcastic for anyone, including you (sorry) but she can make accomadations so you don't feel stupid or left out

Jennifer finds your stimming so adorable, especially if you do it when you're excited to see her. The fact that you get so happy you have to make a physical show of it just to get the extra energy out warms her cold, otherwise unfeeling and bitchy heart

If you're a really physically affectionate person then she one hundred percent welcomes it and allows you to touch her at literally any given moment no matter where you are. If not, then that's all the more reason for her to feel special and loved if you ever do give her, say, a hug, especially if you have an aversion to touch

Speaking of which, if there are any clothes of hers that you don't like because the texture of it bothers you/makes your skin crawl then she simply won't wear them around you, and might even get rid of them so you can feel more comfortable touching her. This includes making sure her bed always has the coziest pillows and blankets and comfiest sheets for whenever you spend the night

Overall I think Jen would love you no matter what personality quirks you may have regarding being autistic, and she would never fail to tell you just how much she loves you for them

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[ddarker-dreams]

mini love report — chrollo lucilfer

relationship health diagnosis — 70%*

symptom one — perceptive

this man is an information sponge. he notices everything. as a thief, he's accustomed to canvassing his surroundings. he'll have memorized the layout of your home by the second visit. it isn't for any nefarious purpose (probably), he's just always taking in information and cataloging it.

naturally, this sagacity extends to you. the normal cadence of your voice, mannerisms, favored words, and expressions; he'll know if something's bothering you before you realize it yourself. he isn't above using this knowledge of you for his own purposes. he'll gauge your body language and shift his approach to contentious topics. this is a lifelong habit of his that's difficult to break.

chrollo knows what people want to hear and he's used to utilizing that advantage. however, if you point this out, he'll try curbing the behavior. especially if you stress that it's his actual opinion you want to hear, not specially curated platitudes. he finds your desire for a candid approach almost... impressive? you'd rather disagree with his unfiltered thoughts than gloss over anything touchy. it bolsters his respect for you.

symptom two — enigmatic

there's a noticeable difference in what you know about each another. he knows the names of your co-workers, friends, and family members, as well as your hometown, job or school, etc... you can't say the same regarding him. he keeps his origins ambiguous. the way he frames his upbringing makes you feel guilty should you go prying. chrollo will tell you that he's an orphan who had a rough, destitute childhood, but that's about it. he could easily make up a story, but he doesn't like lying to you. he doesn't want the version of him that you love to be a false construct.

yes, there's the technicality of lying by omission. he doesn't get caught up on that detail.

symptom three — a lil lame

interestingly enough, the suave part of his brain starts acting up when he's known you long enough. this isn't to say that he loses his charm, but it stops being his go-to. now he just nerds out (he prefers the term 'discusses') whatever's caught his attention. there's this gleam in his eyes as he tells you about the history of a painting or antique, a childlike awe. he isn't elaborating to impress you with his knowledge, rather, he enjoys sharing his interests. especially since you care, you aren't just humoring him.

chrollo's emotions come out naturally when he's near you. it's subtle — a twitch of his eye if someone cuts you off, a light blush should you murmur his name while asleep. these simple forms of self-expression are foreign to him. he's used to playing roles, not the aftermath once the stage's curtains close. his corporeal form was all the evidence he had that he existed. lacking a sense of self invokes this numb, hollow feeling. you're his new, favorite proof that he's alive. his world's brighter with you in it.

primary area of concern

objectively speaking, chrollo's an ideal lover. he respects, cherishes, and admires you, altercations are rare. should disagreements occur, he never raises his voice or displays aggression. he'll hear you out and apologize should he feel he's in the wrong. he takes you out on dates, stares at you as if you were divinity incarnate whether you're wearing pajamas or a formal outfit. he's whipped and you both know it.

it's his immortality that keeps his score from being higher. he wouldn't ever hurt you, but his compassion for others is nonexistent. this unsightly side of him is hidden from your sight. at the end of the day, he's a murderer who experiences zero remorse for the pain he's inflicted upon others. he leads a double life. you won't ever completely know him.

selfishly, he doesn't want you to.

prognosis

everything hinges on chrollo preventing you from finding out about his illicit activities. luckily for him, subterfuge is his second nature. he rarely stresses about it. he has the manpower and resources necessary to make just about anything happen. if you're a civilian, the chances you'll uncover his identity on your own are next to nonexistent.

your future together is a priority to him — he doesn't take commitment lightly. you're likely the first person he's fallen in love with. if you'd have him, he'd want nothing more than to be your lifelong partner. marriage is a tradition he's never given much credence to. although, after meeting you, he understands the appeal. now it's a matter of finding a ring that matches your radiance...

*the universe has tried (and failed) to wrench you apart (0-20) your friends are praying that you'll break up (21-40) 'well it could/has be worse' bargaining mindset (41-60) a lil messiness as a treat (61-80) pure and wholesome (81-100)