#unintentionally pro life

[your-fave-is-pro-life]

I found a quote in Mister Magic by Kiersten White that is unintentionally pro life and I wanted to share it (tw swearing and spoilers (I guess? Maybe a bit?))

Those monsters outside decided some children were an acceptable cost in their paternalistic fetishization of innocence, their singular definition of "good". Fuck good. Those children were real. They needed love and protection and nurturing, and everyone in their lives failed them.

[nogoodsheepstealing-greatgrandma]

Ghost Laena: Have you looked after our girls Daemon?

Daemon: No, but to be fair honey, you did set yourself on fire. It was always going to be downhill from there.

[starcrossedmusings]

Pretty Hands

Pairing: best friend!Yunho x f!reader WC: 3.2k Warnings: eventual smut, reader has a thing for Yunho's hands (who doesn't??), swearing, fingering, choking, a little bit of degradation (he compares her to a whore literally once), PRAISE so much praise, Yunho talks reader through it (you're welcome), pov is kinda all over the place just let it be, Yunho is absolutely WHIPPED for reader teehee, probably some other things that I missed (let me know)

Summary: You and Yunho have been friends for years, and you tell each other everything. He suddenly takes a much more vested interest in your love life when you can't stop mentioning your newest interest.

A/N: This is entirely self indulgent and also I just wanted to get something full posted. The Phantom fic is turning out to be much longer than I originally anticipated (and so did this one once I started writing it). Let me know what you think♡

Stepping into Yunho's apartment had always felt like coming home, and today was no exception. You take your shoes off in the tiled entryway and pad your way through the main living area, calling out to him as you walk.

"Yun? I'm here!"

His muffled response flows down from the end of the hall, "Bedroom!"

You make your way through the back hallway and enter his room, finding him exactly where you thought he would be, focused in on his computer. There's a selection of empty drink cans and snack wrappers scattered around his desk, which tells you that whatever he's currently building on Minecraft has probably occupied the majority of his day so far. He pauses the game and turns his chair to face you.

"Whats up?"

"Got bored at home and my roommate isn't even trying to muffle her pornstar moans for her new boy toy."

Yunho barks out a laugh, "Does she seriously sound--"

"Just like it Yun I can't make this shit up. I'm starting to think maybe they're recording themselves in there."

Yunho wiggles his eyebrows as he stretches his arms up and over his head, leaning back in his chair. "Well, if I ever see your living room on Pornhub I'll be sure to let you know"

You crinkle your nose. "Ew. I do NOT need to know that."

"Whatever, don't act like you haven't been talking to me for weeks about how horny you are. If I have to hear about your vibrator dying one more time I'm gonna buy you a new one myself."

"You try getting unintentionally edged three nights in a row with a full charge, it's some bullshit Yun. Besides, I'm allowed to complain about my dry spell."

Yunho scoffs, tone playful and lighthearted. "Dry spell? It's been what? Two months?"

"It's been three thank you very much." You move to sit on his bed.

"Well some of us haven't had sex in much longer."

"Oh, please, that girl that San was messing around with was all over you at his birthday party last month, don't tell me you didn't take that opportunity."

Yunho raises his eyebrows in shock, leaning forward in his chair. "Wait, really?"

"Oh my GOD Yun you are so oblivious. Yes really. She was all giggly and twirling her hair and shit. That's like...girl flirting basics."

"I am not oblivious, I am actually quite observant. I could tell you things about yourself you don't even know. I just have my sights set on someone and that someone is not her."

You shoot him an incredulous look and snort out a laugh, leaning back to lay down completely on his bed, legs dangling off the edge. "Sure Yun, whatever makes you feel better."

You hear Yunho stand from his chair and feel his weight shift onto the mattress. He appears in your vision, a challenging playful sparkle in his eyes as he peers down at you. "Okay, fine. I can tell that you're trying out a new perfume, you just went shopping because your leggings are a different brand than you usually wear, and I know that you washed your hair last night because you're wearing it all the way down today."

You do your best to ignore the way your stomach summersaults at his attention to detail about you and your routines. You roll onto your side and prop your head up on your elbow, matching his challenging gaze. "Okay Sherlock Holmes. What kind of underwear am I wearing then?"

Yunho pauses to consider before responding "a thong, probably black." You grin triumphantly and lean in just a bit closer.

"Wrong. I'm not wearing any. You lose!" You stick your tongue out playfully at him and he swats your shoulder, falling back onto his mattress.

"You set me up!"

"Face it Yun, I'm just better than you."

"Yeah yeah, whatever" Yunho pouts, voice hightening slightly from surprise. He can feel a slight redness creeping up his ears and prays his hair has grown long enough to cover it. 'I'm not wearing any.' He clears his throat. "So why go commando? You finally planning to seduce your new conquest?"

"He is not a new conquest, he doesn't even know I like him."

"He will once he knows you aren't wearing any underwear for him" Yunho jokes, smiling cheekily. You smack at his chest.

"I didn't want to do laundry last night, asshole. Get your mind out of the gutter!"

"You're one to talk" he mutters under his breath.

You sit up fully and reach for one of the pillows at the top of his bed, slamming it down on his face. "Jeong Yunho I swear to god!" On your second swing, he manages to catch the pillow with one hand and pry it from your grasp, but not before giving you an entirely unhelpful image of his long fingers gripping the plush material.

"What?? All I ever hear you talk about lately is how tall and handsome this dude is and how much his hands make you drool."

"You sound jealous."

"I'm not jealous, I'm pissed that I have to hear all about him and don't even get to know what the dude's name is."

"I told you, I'm gatekeeping this time. You run your mouth too much."

"I do not!"

"Do too."

"Ugh FINE whatever," Yunho chucks the pillow back towards you and you dodge it, leaving both pillows on one side of the headboard, "You're so agitating."

"You know you love me Yun. But just for the attitude," You adjust both pillows and shuffle your way back until you're leaned against both of them, "no pillow for you for tonights doomscrolling session."

He huffs a laugh and scoots up to meet you, pulling out his phone and settling in against the headboard.

An hour later you get up to go to the bathroom, and when you get back Yunho has stolen both of his pillows. You frown and cross your arms. "Hey, asshole, those were mine!"

"Yeah?" He taunts playfully, "Well they were mine to begin with, and my back is killing me. So deal." You roll your eyes and cross back over to the bed, crawling over the side you've been sitting on and curling yourself into Yunho's side to rest your head against his chest. You feel him tense slightly underneath you before he moves one of his arms around your shoulders to let you lay more comfortably.

"There's no way in hell I'm sitting up against that cold ass metal frame you call a headboard." You mutter as you begin scrolling. Yunho's chuckle rumbles through his chest and tickles your cheek. You both sit in silence for a while, content to scroll on your phones. Eventually, you turn to look up at him from his chest.

"I meant to ask how your new project has been going. Whatever you were building when I came in looked pretty intense." You can see the faint tinge of red trail up his ears and neck--a telltale sign that whatever you caught him building makes him embarrassed. You sit up, propping your weight on your elbow and placing a hand on his chest to shove him slightly. "Ooooo now you have to tell me what it is!"

"It's embarrassing..."

"Tell me tell me tell me tell me--"

"Okay fine, fuck. I'll tell you if you promise not to laugh--"

"I won't I swear!"

"Pinky promise?" He holds his pinky out to you, and you raise a hand from his chest. Before you can lace your pinky in his, he pulls his hand up above his head. "I'm serious, Y/N, if you laugh I'll have no choice but to tickle you to death."

He's definitely not stalling because he has to come up with a reply, because he certainly hasn't been building a treehouse for you in what he hopes will one day be a shared server. Yunho thinks to himself that he would rather die than let you find out.

You scoff, "I won't laugh...and even if I did I'm not ticklish so your threat is a moot point."

Yunho drops his hand down onto the mattress. "Bullshit."

"It's not. I don't have a ticklish bone in my body."

"Liar."

You shake your head, and Yunho takes the opportunity to gently press the pads of his fingers into the sides of your ribs. The sensation hits you almost immediately, and you feel the tight feeling in your chest as he begins tickling you. You squeal and thrash around in his grasp, trying desperately to get away from his assault.

"Yun stop it--"

"Not until you admit you're a liar!" You begin to giggle and manage to roll away from him, but Yunho is quick to follow. He swings a long leg over your hips and pins you beneath him, a single large hand trapping both of your wrists above your head while the other dances across your ribs. "Admit it," He sings out.

"Okay! Okay fine I'm a liar!" You gasp out between laughter. Yunho beams down at you and immediately stops tickling your sides, leaving you panting underneath him--

Oh fuck...you're panting underneath him.

He can almost feel the shift in the air as he stares down at you. He knows he should move, just roll off of you and make up some bullshit lie about what he was building. You like someone else, and he clearly wasn't getting out of the friend zone any time soon. He's just making a fool of himself...and yet he just can't bring himself to stop memorizing the way you look splayed out beneath his hips. Eventually he forces himself to stop staring at the way your chest rises and falls or the sliver of your tummy that's poking out from underneath your shirt that's riding up. He locks eyes with you.

Your voice comes out softer than he's ever heard you speak before. "Hey Yun?"

"Yeah?"

"You know that mystery guy I've been telling you about? The one with the pretty hands?"

A twinge of annoyance flairs in his stomach and he can't help but grumble out his reply. "Yeah?"

"I'll give you a hint. He's got me pinned to the mattress right now."

Yunho feels his heart drop deep into the pit of his stomach.

"Like...like right now he does?"

You laugh lightly. "Yeah, right now, Yun."

Yunho swallows thickly as his head starts spinning. He leans down much slower than he would have liked to, giving you plenty of time to take it back--to laugh at him and tell him you got him good. He feels like his whole body lights ablaze when you close the final gap between your lips, and suddenly he is kissing you.

In almost any circumstance that you had seen Yunho kissing someone, he was always fast-paced--hot and heavy petting in the corner of a darkened bar, dares in drunken party circles--which is why you were floored at the reverence he was kissing you with now. His mouth was steady and intense against yours, his hands roaming slowly across the expanse of your torso like he was memorizing the feel of something priceless. You gently pull your hands from his grasp and tangle them in his hair, pulling him closer and matching his intensity with your fervor. You feel his hands make their way to the lower hem of your shirt, and your skin erupts in goosebumps as you feel his fingers ghost along the sliver of skin there. He breaks the kiss and you feel his breath fan across your face as he pants. His hands gently make their way to rest just under your shirt, not quite pushing the fabric up. He locks eyes with you.

"Is this okay?"

You chuckle gently. "Yes, Yun, you can touch me. I want you to touch me." You watch his eyes darken and his hands start running up your torso, pulling your shirt up with them.

"Where do you want me to touch you, baby?"

You exhale heavily and arch your back into his touch. "Anywhere...everywhere...I don't care."

Yunho smirks and feels his ego inflate. "You don't care? Hmm..." He starts planting kisses along your jaw and down the side of your neck. Slow. Teasing. "If I remember correctly, you seemed pretty keen about having my hands in some specific places baby. Can you refresh my memory?"

The low whine that escapes your throat nearly sends him spiraling. "You know where...don't make me say it."

He does know, but there's nothing he wants to hear more right now than to hear you say it. He brings one hand up to your chest, cupping one of your boobs and squeezing gently as he continues peppering your neck with kisses. "Was it here? Or..." His hand trails back down and grips your hip possessively, "Here, maybe?" He hears you huff and feels your hand wrap around his wrist. You try to tug it up, and he chuckles softly but allows you to move his hand. He nips your earlobe and asks lowly, "Where do you need my hands baby?" He feels his cock twitch in his sweats when you wrap his fingers around your throat, guiding him to squeeze the sides gently. Your hands run down his chest and drop to your sides as he squeezes a little harder. "Fuck, look at you. So pretty with my hand around your neck."

You whine and buck your hips up, desperately looking for friction. Yunho coos as he looks down at you, wanting to have the image burned into his memory. He adjusts his position so he's sat on one side of you and brings his free hand to your thighs, squeezing the flesh there and watching the way you spread your legs for him. "Pretty girl, I need you to use your words. Spreading your legs like a whore isn't gonna get you what you want." He revels in the way you throw your head back onto the mattress and close your eyes, frustration evident already on your face.

"Need your fingers, Yun. Please."

Holy shit, he could combust right then and there. He smiles and traces his hands along the inside of your clothed thighs. "Good girl. So polite for me." He hooks his fingers in the waistband of your leggings and pulls them down and off, leaving you bare from the waist down. "Sit up for me baby. I want you between my legs."

Yunho sits on the edge of the mattress and allows you time to sit up, moving to sit in between his thighs. He hooks your legs over his, leaving you spread and completely at his mercy. A shiver runs down your spine as the pads of his fingers run across your thighs and you gasp as they brush against your core. He presses kisses into your neck and chuckles, "You're already soaking wet, what's got you all bothered hmm? I've barely touched you..." Yunho hums and teases your entrance with this middle finger. He can feel you clenching. "Do you like my hands that much baby? All it takes is a little choking and you're putty for me." He pushes two fingers inside, pumping slowly and curling back to find your sweet spot. He feels pride flare through his chest at the noise you make, a mix between a whine and a moan that eggs him on.

Your toes curl as Yunho almost immediately finds your g-spot. The pace he sets is almost perfect, and when he begins rubbing tight circles on your clit your eyes roll back into your head. The pleasure is a building wave, and it's all you can do to keep yourself remotely still as he continues pumping his thick fingers in and out. "Oh my god, Yun, please don't stop!" You clench helplessly around his fingers and let your head roll back to rest on his shoulder.

"Awe baby I'm not gonna stop. Not until I see how pretty you look cumming all over me. Will you do that for me, sweetheart?" he coos, bringing his other hand back up to your throat and squeezing lightly. "Will you cum all over my fingers? I bet you want to right? Wanna come on my fingers while I squeeze this pretty neck of yours?"

You whine and preen at his words and arch your back. Your legs begin to shake as Yunho's circling on your clit quickens pace just slightly, the thrusts of his fingers audible from the squelching between your thighs. Your breath quickens.

"My pretty girl, you're such a mess for me, aren't you? Can you hear how wet you are? All soaked for me? I bet your hands don't feel as good as mine hmm?"

You shake your head no violently, whining as he continues to talk lowly into your ear. Your orgasm builds quickly, and at this point you have no faith in your ability to speak coherently.

"No, they don't do they? I want you to show me how good my hands feel baby. Let go for me, sweetheart."

Your breath catches in your throat as you tip over the edge, and the feeling of your release washes over you. Your whole body jolts in his grasp as he continues pumping his fingers. You feel him squeeze your throat gently, just enough pressure to remind you that he's got you.

"Atta girl, look at you! Doing so good for me." You whine and buck your hips, orgasm still riding through your body. Yunho nips at your neck lightly and slows his pumping to a stop as you continue to shake. "That's it baby, just grind on them for me." The final aftershock of your orgasm finishes, and you go limp in his arms, leaning all of your weight back into his chest and breathing heavily.

Yunho pulls his fingers out and admires the mess you made on them before popping them into his mouth. He's still rock hard, and the taste of you on his fingers makes him twitch again. He'll definitely need your help with that later. He uses the hand around your neck to brush a stray hair from out of your face. "How are you feeling?"

You huff out a breathless laugh and turn your face to nuzzle into his neck. "How do you think I feel? That was...wow."

He can't help the goofy smile that crosses his face. "Oh really? Tell me more, I'd like a full report." He jokes, pulling the two of you down to snuggle on his bed. He grabs a throw blanket from your side and pulls it over the two of you and nearly melts when you curl closer to him, burying your face into his chest.

"Give me a few minutes to recover and I'll show you exactly how I'm feeling right now." Yunho rubs a hand up and down your back.

"I look forward to that."

"And then afterwards you're going to show me what you've been building."

Yunho chuckles and kisses the top of your head. No way in hell.

[bokunoheros]

ཐིཋྀ KINKTOBER - day 25 somno : shouta aizawa/eraserhead

warnings : afab reader, somno obvi, not consensual somno, dub-con, thigh fucking

word count :  630

🐙 note : i hate writing for him i'm sorry it's so short i cannot stand his ass

shouta often came home late, being a pro hero and a teacher was a tough life to live. thankfully aizawa had you around to relieve him of his stress, whether that be by making him dinner or giving him massages, he was always grateful for your support.

so when he came home tonight he didn’t expect you to be knocked out on the couch, a small note left on the kitchen fridge in your adorable handwriting. it read, “welcome home baby, dinner is in the fridge just put it in the microwave for about 2 minutes. lots of love!” signed with your name. shouta smiled to himself, you always worked so hard to be there for him and he appreciated it so much. 

he ate his dinner and put away the dishes, finding you still passed out peacefully on the couch in a rather odd position. he carefully picked you up and brought you to the bedroom, lying you down softly on the mattress. he looked back at your sleeping figure, you looked so peaceful. so… vulnerable. it makes his dick ache. 

after quickly stripping down to just his boxers, he crawls into bed next to you, spooning your smaller form as one strong arm wraps around your waist and the other begins groping one of your tits. he unintentionally is digging his nose into your neck, taking in the way you smell that has him feeling weak. he lets himself give you light kisses on your nape that escalates into sucking softly on the skin, leaving purple bruises along you. 

you stir a bit, causing him to pause his movements, but once you calm down he’s right back at it. he doesn’t mean to make advances on you really, but he can’t help it, you’re just so beautiful while sleeping and your body is so warm and inviting. his hips are moving on their own, as he quietly humps against your soft ass that’s hardly covered by his shirt that you’re wearing. 

“nngh—” you whimper in your sleep and shouta feels his cock twitch in his way too tight boxers, which he’s quick to pull down, just enough to free his erection, and he hisses quietly at the exposure to the cool night air. 

whatever. the air was about to get real humid real fast.

carefully he moves you so that you’re laying on your stomach with your ass up, staring at your body aizawa feels his own cheeks heat up, the sight before him is so lewd, so dirty, and you had absolutely no idea it was even happening.

he feels bad, truly he knows you never talked about this together but he can’t help himself. he looks at your lying form, so pure and peaceful. he thinks to himself it’ll be ok, they just want me to relieve my stress.

he leans down to your shoulder and gives you a kiss on the cheek, grabbing his hard cock in his hand and lining it up between your thighs, he pushes in between them and shivers at the warm feeling of your skin. pushing in and out between your thighs, fucking them gently, he holds onto your waist wrapping his long arms around them and groaning into your ear. you stir a bit but don’t actually wake up, making the idea that you could all the more enticing for shouta. he pushes until he feels that familiar knot in his stomach and he pulls out from your warm flesh to pump his dick and eventually cum on your exposed back, leaving you like that he goes to get a wet rag and lay you back down on the bed. you sleep peacefully, awakening the next morning wrapped in his arms without an inkling of what happened last night.

[zzencat]

5 Urgent Messages You Need To Hear Right Now - Current ⌛️

5 bullet points. Raw, honest, and on the go. What do you need to hear right now? Includes: what to work on, what to be wary of, warnings, hints, potential downsides + rock-bottom consequences.

For better accuracy: Clear your mind. Time is now patient and still. Close your eyes, inhale deeply, fill your chest up to the fullest, feel the soft air brush against the ridges of your nose. Breathe out.

From left to right. Breathe and choose.

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Pile 1. Not all is what they seem.

if something seems suspicious or too good to be true, it probably is. you can either gain or lose what you have.

some of you will be greatly rewarded for your hard work. beware of who you share your abundance with. be even more careful with the information.

someone you know is two-faced. be careful who you trust. (for most of you, this is someone you know but feel indifferent towards or don’t consider close.)

keep an eye on your material possessions, especially ones that others may envy. don’t leave valuable things around without surveillance.

something that tempts you should be reconsidered—especially with money. weigh your options. count the pros and cons.

Hints: look for the signs, laziness, liars, manipulation, sneaking around, stealing, caught red-handed, someone acting poor, colleagues, fake friends, seemingly likable colleagues, greediness, homelessness (3x), people in power, parents, offers, scams, impulsive spending, pretending to care, bad and hidden intentions, fire signs, scams.

+ failing to do so results in: isolation, fear, anxiety, social withdrawal, unceasing paranoia, loss.

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Pile 2. It’s time to grow up.

laziness is an issue. put effort in your work and prioritize your time wisely.

revenge is not worth it. this is a wake up call to mature and practice humility.

you are worth as much as everyone else. no one is higher or lower. death takes everyone either way.

not everything has to be a fight. not everyone is out to get you. work on defensiveness. learn to let go.

doing more research improves open-mindedness. don’t be afraid to be wrong.

Hints: wasting time on small issues; pettiness; too much time on social media; purposefully engaging in controversial topics; immaturity; gossip; sudden aggression or anger; playing up one’s own importance; merely one among billions; holding grudges; big ego; spoiled; hard time saying sorry; owning up to mistakes; nepotism; the wrong connections; narrow-mindedness, inability to accept criticism or differing views and opinions.

+ failing to do so may result in: being too competitive, poverty/unstable income, irresponsible, ignorant, “puppet,” that people laugh at, no close friends/family, missed opportunities, no control in life, boredom, ignoring hard facts and truths, lacking uniqueness, sheep of the herd, having no dreams, not achieving much, lack of focus, poor social life and skills, jumping on the bandwagon, poor mindset, unlikable personality traits, disingenuous, misery.

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Pile 3. Balance is key.

take breaks from time to time (especially the workaholics.)

rebalance your life. too much of anything is bad.

work on confidence and self-esteem issues.

moving too fast isn’t always a good thing. you will miss what’s happening in the background.

become more resilient. learn to bounce back from bad situations or inconveniences. prepare for sudden heartbreaks.

Hints: not having enough time to appreciate what’s around you; relationship resentment; sudden losses; self- negligence; waiting until it’s too late; stability requires effort; not making time for others in your life; make time for yourself; not considering mental and physical health.

+ failing to do so may result in: unknowingly losing a connection, poor work-life balance, (I’m hearing static- idk why…), not giving attention to loved ones, unintentionally negligent, loneliness, poor adaptation skills, being forced to watch something inevitably fall apart, betrayal, dwelling in sadness, ghosting, confusion, neglected mental health, too long of a hiatus, stagnancy, poor health, poor-to-no social life, no growth in character, absolute ruin.

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**Ending Teddy Note: Hey guys! Hopefully you took something from the reading. These were tough deliveries, but they had to be said. Remember to take what resonates and leave what doesn’t. Reblog or lemme know what you think. I appreciate the feedback. Rmr to stay hydrated!! 😎✌️

[scoobydoodean]

I have 2 spn accounts, a Deancentric blog that ships Destiel and another account that unintentionally follows a lot of Samgirl blogs. So one blog follows majority Deangirl blogs and the other incidentally follows a lot of Samgirl blogs. And here's the major difference I've noticed on the different dashboards.

Deangirl dashboard: Great meta analysis. Beautiful art. Level 1 and 2 headcanons (largely based in canon). Pro-Dean. Stumble across reblogs of Deancrit. Bitter Deangirl blogging. Generally fair portrayal and discussion of the positive and negative traits and actions of Dean, Sam and Cas. Deanhater anons.

Samgirl dashboard: An entirely different pool of beautiful art. Whole lotta woobie!Sam art where Dean is his abuser. Deancrit about Dean being an abuser. Bitter Samgirl blogging about how people will find any excuse to hate Sam. "How can anyone be Samcrit he has done nothing wrong ever." Level 5 headcanons (you literally ignored canon to make that up). More about how Dean is Sam's abuser. So many posts about how awful Samcrit is. "Do Deangirls really think that Dean cries himself to sleep at night thinking that ppl thinks he doesn't know how to read." I have yet to see any actual Samcrit posts (not even links or reblogs from Sam defenders), not even after literally searching the Samcrit tag for it. The Samcrit tag is full of Samgirls crying about Samcrit and no actual Samcrit. "Samgirls are feral, but we need to be bc of the hate ppl throw Sam's way."

I literally have to block so many people on the incidentally Samgirl dashboard bc I'm not on Tumblr to randomly stumble across a post on how Dean is a toxic stalker who abused Sam by changing Amelia's number in his cellphone. Do you have any idea on why Samgirls seem to feel so attacked all the time even though I literally only ever see *them* attacking Dean?

If you dig deep enough into any fandom, you will encounter people who fetishize "helpless victimhood". Some fandoms attract more people with those particular proclivities than others. Supernatural and Sam in particular attracts people who hold those sorts of aesthetic interests because of his relationship toward accountability versus Dean's.

Dean is a character with an overactive sense of responsibility. He blames himself for the Lindbergh baby and unemployment and every child murdered by a shrtiga from 1990 to 2005 because he went to play an arcade game when he was 10. He also blames himself for things like Jessica dying and Sam not being in school. Other characters pile on this blame frequently. John blames Dean for Sam getting hurt (1.18). Ruby tells him (and Sam) that Sam is a weak baby who won't psychologically survive without Dean there to protect him (3.11). Meg alleges that Dean is "dragging Sam everywhere" (1.16). Sam rewrites reality from 1.05 to 1.21 to make Dean responsible for his burning desire for revenge. Cas and Zachariah and Gabriel blame Dean when Sam breaks the last seal because he didn't stop Sam in time. Sam blames Dean for him drinking demon blood first because Dean wasn't there to protect him and then—in a complete 180—because Dean is smothering (4.04, 5.05). Dean generally absorbs blame when it is piled at his feet because he has been blamed for things he couldn't control for most of his life and thus he feels guilty and responsible for things even when him being responsible makes no logical sense. He's never a victim of anything—everything is always on him.

Sam, on the other hand, tends to eventually deflect blame because he can't handle the gnawing bite of it for long. It reminds him too deeply of being left isolated and alone as a child and the feelings of otherness and wrongness he developed through that neglect. When his actions ultimately have consequences he didn't foresee and/or that he finds undesirable, it makes him feel ugly and unaccepted and he can't face it so he eventually finds a way to make what happened someone else's fault—usually Dean's fault. Nothing is ever on him. He's always at least a little bit of a victim and Dean always carries at least partial responsibility for his decisions (1.21, 1.08, 4.04, 5.05, 8.23, 11.01)

In other words, Sam has an under-active sense of responsibility and Dean has an overactive responsibility and that dynamic—driven by their childhood experiences—places them into a vicious cycle of blame being cast onto Dean for Sam's decisions and Dean absorbing it. Dean absorbing it reinforcing the narrative for samgirls with a victimhood fetish that Dean deserves blame and that Sam truly is a helpless baby. They never watch what actually happens on the show to see whether this narrative that Dean is responsible for everything and Sam is a helpless baby lines up with the actual events that occurred onscreen because why would they? That would ruin their enjoyment. Sam isn't interesting to them outside of his capacity to be mourned as some sort of helpless martyr. And yes—they will cry and moan about how horrible and unfair Sam's suffering is, but it isn't because they're having a bad time. They're having a great time. They love thinking about Sam that way. They wouldn't be here blogging about it day in and day out for the last 20 years if they didn't actually want to see exactly what they're seeing.

Related tags of note:

#sams motivations

#taurus sam in the flesh

#In which Sam is not a helpless little waif with his hands cast over his eyes being carried along by the tides of the immutable sea

#sam the hunter

#sams follower/leader false dichotomy

#parentification

[sunflowersandthestars]

Sharing something that should be on everyone’s radar.

Let me introduce you to House Bill 722 which has just been introduced to make an amendment to the constitution. It has NOT been voted on yet.

“To implement equal protection under the 14th article of amendment to the Constitution for the right to life of each born and preborn human person.”

What does this mean? Not only is it a nationwide abortion ban, it means miscarriage is punishable too.

If you get pregnant, and want an abortion, it’s deemed murder and you will be charged. Because according to this bill, a fetus, no matter what stage of development, has as much equal rights to human life such as you, me, your neighbor, your child, your parent, your brother/sister, etc.

1 in 4 women have a miscarriage. What does this mean? If a miscarriage happens that ends the fetus’ life - you can be charged with manslaughter. It doesn’t matter if you wanted the kid, had a name picked out, a nursery set up or whatever. You unintentionally ended a human life without malice, the definition of manslaughter.

All women can go to prison if a pregnancy is lost for whatever reason. It doesn’t matter if you’re pro-life or pro-choice - we ALL are affected by this bill that has been introduced.

I, myself, am at high risk for miscarriage. This means downtown is closed for business until further notice. This is TERRIFYING and should make everyone take notice. Women are not going to be safe in this country.

[coquettetoji]

{⭐️} TOJI FUSHIGURO MOODBOARD

★ general toji hcs ★

— QUEUE WEST COAST BY LANA DEL REY

— let’s just pretend in this world he doesn’t have a son to actually care for yk.

— biggest beefiest juiciest (ok i’m exaggerating) but holy shit this guy is huge. i’m talking mma boxer huge, he takes great pride in his physic. and is guilty of being a gym rat.

— cockiest mf ever but in a hot way, he does that cheek tongue thing unintentionally and omlllllll

— toji definitely wasn’t the smartest in school, neither math smart, science smart or reading smart. he fucked most of his teachers but i mean he passed?

— although he wasn’t very academically smart, his skill in business and negotiating led to him earning a high position for a large financial group. drugs like hand over that amex????

— drives a motorcycle, i’m thinking ducati, as a hobby. 😏😏

— smokes cigarettes and drinks, his fav is hennessy, but other than that he’s a clean man

— was an emo in highschool, we don’t talk about that though. and neither does he.

— multitudes of tattoos across his body, mainly on his chest and arms though.

— his dream job as a highschooler was to open a tattoo parlor. he was surprisingly a good artist when it came to sketches.

— silver chains and silver jewelry, he’s pale so his complexion matches the colors better.

— sarcastic humor that would make kids cry. this guy treats everyone the same as if they’ll understand his humor and that makes him not so great around kids

— has a soft spot for cats, really wants to have a kitten but won’t ever commit to it/taking care of it

— has every single dating app downloaded not to date but just to get validation from everyone who swiped right on him. (gets at minimum 83 swipes per day)

— speaking of, his most used apps on his phone are phone (calls), messages, and instagram to watch his instagram reels 😋

— respectful towards women. although he seems like a d bag he does know how to treat a lady right

— drives a blacked out mercedes benz s class, ofc with tinted windows in case of.. yeah

— the scar running from the middle of his cheek down the side of his lip is from a fight during high school that got violent, he won though don’t worry

— grey/silver/green eyes, with jet black hair. he was genuinely gifted with godly genetics

— when he does smile, his lip corners turn up sharply giving him that joker smile type of look, my legs are wide open

— the most laid back chill guy ever, he doesn’t take life seriously enough for him to actually give a fuck

—6’4. argue with the wall.

— his hands are huge and the veins 😩😩😫😩😫 HEHEHE

— wears black compression shirts or black t shirts with sweat pants all day everyday, it’s his signature look

— he smells a bit like cigarettes and Maison Margiela Replica Jazz Club, just an overall eye rolling back into head type of scent

— makes dad jokes all the time minus the part of him being an actual dad

— played basketball growing up just in his neighborhood, was good enough to go pro but his grades were ass lol

— he listens to these actual underground rock bands that literally no one has heard of or the sports podcast on the radio like a true dad

— kinda behind on everything going on in the world right now, but it’s okay bc we love toji for it regardless

💌 new message from mica ‧₊˚✧

my favorite incoming dilf with a midlife crisis 😫

honestly one of my fav boards yet, i tried so hard to find the perfect resemblance of toji and omg the scar too kinda works perfectly

[jihyoruri]

❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ 𓍢 CAUGHT IN BETWEEN kim chaewon & huh yunjin

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🧋★ ͘ ⴰ COOKIE JAR

warnings: chaewon and yunjin being down bad, yn being oblivious to it all, mentions of gidle!yn from my sakura fics

yunjin let out a deep breath as she set up the camera, the chat of the live already starting as she stepped away from the camera and stood between yn and chaewon.

she felt a stare of her leader burning into the side of her head and she already know what the reason was. she grabbed yn who was already greeting the camera with a smile and moved the shorter girl into the middle between her and chaewon.

chaewon smiled happily and leaned into yn’s side as the girl spoke to the camera.

yn leaned back into chaewon as well unintentionally as she brought one of her hands towards the camera, “hey guys, do you like cookies?” she asks cheerfully.

“because that’s what we’re making!” yunjin says just as cheerfully a big smile on her face as she puts an arm around yn’s neck who already had chaewon leaning on her.

chaewon leans more into yn and smiles following up to yunjins statement, “yes, we’re making them for eunchae, zuha, kura unnie and…” she turns to yn with a questioning face, “is she still coming over later?” she asks referring to the popular gidle member that’s made a big appearance in the eldest members life.

“yup” yn nods her head before removing herself from the nest made of yunjin and chaewon and out of the camera frame leaving chaewon and yunjin beside each other with a big gap between them.

yunjin looks at chaewon who head is already turned in the direction that yn headed off to before turning back towards and camera and picking up the ipad that shows the lives comments, “what type of cookies are you guys making?”

“we’re making red velvet cookies, we wanted to try something new.” she answers a smile immediately finding its way to her face when yn comes back into frame loudly singing cookie jar by red velvet with the supplies in her hands.

“is that the only reason you suggested this?” chaewon laughs as she immediately found her way back to yn’s side both her and yunjin laughing when the girl rapidly nods her head at the question.

“we were lazy so we bought red velvet cake mix.” yn says to the camera, moving to the side to get the mix, unintentionally putting yunjin in the middle between her and chaewon.

yunjin leans down over yn’s shoulder and puts her hand on the counter as she reads the instructions over the shorter girl’s shoulder not even taking in the leaders side eye as the comments laugh at chaewon’s face.

chaewon picks up the bowl as she listens to yunjin who reads the instructions to yn before squeezing between the two and putting the bowl between them, “okay so what are we doing?” she asks now also look at the instructions.

“okay we need two eggs.” yn answers before turning to yunjin with a charming smile, “can you get the eggs please?” she asks as the girl nods immediately before moving over to get the requested eggs.

chaewon wraps an arm around yn’s waist and picks up the ipad as the girl looks at what else needs to be picked up for this section, “you guys are gonna burn it.” she reads before both her and yn’s mouth drop in offence.

“no we’re not.” yn says, before turning to chaewon, “because I’m the best baker ever, right?”

chaewon looks into yn’s eyes mesmerized,before slowly nodding, “right..” she trails off before snapping out of her daze right when yunjin makes her way to yn’s side with the eggs, “okay, so who wants to crack them?”

“I will!” yn shot up, pulling the eggs from yunjins hands as she gets ready to crack them over the bowl, “I’m a pro.”

yunjin smiled at the girl before looking down at the instructions and turns to chaewon, “do you want to pour the vegetable oil?” she aks holding out the bottle towards the short haired girl.

“sure.” chaewon nods, taking the bottle and starts to measure before both her and yunjin flinch at the sound of yn cracking an egg really badly.

“oh you’re a pro?” yunjin asks mockingly as she walks over to yn before standing behind her and puts her hand over yn’s that has a new egg.

“you crack it like this.” she laughs, guiding yn’s hand to crack the egg, “hey, at least I did good on the first one” yn says defensively.

chaewon looks at the two before looking back at the cup that poured the oil in, “yn do you think this is enough?”

chaewon smiles when yn immediately walks over to her leaving yunjin who looks in the bowl to see if there was any egg shells.

yn leans over chaewon shoulder before nodding her head, “yeah, this should be enough, I think you measured this right, good job.” she praises before pressing a kiss to chaewon’s cheek.

chaewon face heats up slightly before she goes over the bowl to pour the oil in, yunjin already getting the spoon ready to mix.

as yunjin mixed the dough , yn reached her hand into the bowl but only to get slapped away from yunjin, “ow!”

“this has raw eggs in it.” yunjin laughs rubbing the girls hand, “do you want salmonella?”

“ugh.”yn throws her had back and walks over to chaewon, “come on, let’s do the chocolate while yunjin puts the dough on the sheet.”

chaewon happily agreed patting yunjin’s shoulder a little too hard as she passes by to get the chocolate.

she walks back to yn who seems to be talking to the live, “okay, so what are we doing with this?”

“we are gonna put the hearts on the dough.” yn says smiling that girl, “I thought it would be cute.”

chaewon nods, “okay so let’s take out how much we need.”

as yunjin puts the balls of dough onto the sheet she side eyes yn and chaewon that are goofing off as they take out the chocolates, “hey barbie, do you wanna start putting the hearts on the dough.”

yn looks away from chaewon who has her eyes narrowed at yunjin who just smiles innocently, “sure.”

yunjin smiles at yn as the girl as yn puts the hearts on top of the dough before tapping her shoulder and opening her mouth, yn happily throws one of the chocolates into yunjins mouth, laughing when the girl almost misses it.

yunjin opens her mouth for yn to do it again but gets cut off by charm squeezing the two with the rest of the chocolates, “okay, let’s get this done so we can put them in the oven.”

yn wraps an arm around chaewon as she nods her head and continues to put the chocolates on the dough as yunjin cleans up the rest.

the live comments are full of kdrama love triangle jokes, not even realizing how true it was as they watched the three girls function around each other.

“okay, they are in the oven and now we wait.” yunjin says dusting her hands before wrapping an arm around yn.

“I’m excited.” yn smiles at the two girls before turning to the live to talk to the fans.

while the girls wait, they talked to live about different random topics, while yn is completely squished between yunjin and chaewon who seemed to be having a tug a war with the girl.

“I smell it!” yn says happily as yunjin takes the cookies out the oven, she wraps her arm around chaewon to get her attention, “they smell good right?”

chaewon nods her head in agreement as she smiles at the girls excitement.

“they look so good!” yunjin exclaims as she tilts the tray towards the camera, “and they said we were gonna burn them.” yn adds on.

yunjin picks up one of the cookies from the tray and brings it to yn’s mouth, yn takes a bite out of it her eyes opening with delight at the taste she hums as yunjin laughs softly.

yn takes the other half of the cookie out of yunjins hand and turns to chaewon and brings it to her mouth, “try.”

chaewon eats the cookie from yn’s, making the same reaction that yn did to the cookie, “that’s so good.”

yn nods rapidly in agreement, “we did a good job.” yunjin says as she enjoys her own cookie.

yn leans towards the camera with a big smile on her face, “hope you guys enjoyed this, bye.” she smiled to the camera the other two girls joining in.

[verysium]

I’ve been seeing some discourse around twitter about the blue lock boys and whether they’d be a loyal bf or not 😭 Curious to know who do you think would be more inclined to cheat or who just wouldn’t at all!!!

I saw someone say sae would 100% cheat like whattt I feel like he wouldn’t even bother looking at anyone else if he already has someone (Cuz I mean dating him would likely mean you actually mean something to him) but I digress

ok anon you had me pulling up a whole argumentative essay here cus WHO TF SAID SAE WOULD 100% CHEAT??? 😔 that mischaracterization is so painfully inaccurate. twitter really took the whole emotionally unavailable itoshi archetype and ran with it. let me just clear the air here because my man deserves some explanation.

sae itoshi would not cheat. as in capital N and capital O. he took nearly an entire decade off his life just to work on his own issues and finally form a functional and healthy relationship with another human being. and you're telling me he's just going to let all that wash down the drain for someone else? 😒 twitter logic really be showing its illogical side here. apparently a man can be loyal to a professional sports career for eighteen years, but he can't be loyal to his significant other.

i think this misunderstanding probably happened cus of shidou. people read the manga and saw that sae dropped rin for a bug-eyed freak and automatically assumed he was disloyal. 😑 let me just say two things here:

(1) sae and shidou's relationship is strictly professional. imagine being stuck in an god awful corporate office with coworkers who bore you with their weaponized incompetence and a boss who annoys the living shit out of you. and then one day, the company hires a new recruit who is probably the most unhinged and debauched creature known to man. you're probably left wondering how he even got hired in the first place. but then you find out...he's useful. he takes risks and gets a high return on what he invests. it's impulsive and stupid, really. but at least it's unconventional and outside-the-box. he has your interest piqued. that's basically sae and shidou in a nutshell.

(2) just because sae gave shidou his number after the u-20 game does NOT mean he would do the same to any other person who would try to encroach on your relationship. and let's be real here. sae would get one text from shidou and block his contact.

anyways, here is my analysis on the bllk boys in general. introducing the anti-cheating to pro-cheating spectrum:

(A) cannot cheat under any circumstance (as in they already hate the fact that they live on a planet with 8.1 billion other people who are not you):

itoshi brothers (atp they don't even have the physical or mental capacity to entertain a third party), ness, reo

(B) cannot cheat due to physical incapability (literally cannot pull anyone within a five-meter radius to cheat with):

ego, igarashi, raichi, bachira (not that he's in any way unattractive...it's just...i feel like he would purposefully act weird to drive off people who aren't you)

(C) could not cheat (basically option A and B but less problematic version)

yukimiya, barou, kunigami, noa, loki, gagamaru, chigiri, niko, hiori, karasu (baby boy literally felt inferior cus his crush was the cutest in his class), kurona (head empty, just you)

(D) would not cheat (on you but everyone else is not included)

isagi (unintentionally a homewrecker to others but would never let anyone homewreck his relationship with you), leonardo (idk why but i just don't trust him entirely)

(E) could cheat (depends on what they get out of it):

kaiser, shidou (honestly what did you expect when you willingly dated a blonde man...)

(F) would cheat (either proven by canon or they accidentally fucked up somehow):

otoya, oliver, nagi

[darlink-xoxo]

CALL ME WIFEY!๑♡՞

in which, your boyfriend accidentally calls you something

it just seemed so natural to him..

GIF isn't mine

─ͥ─ͦ─ͮ─ͤ➼♥

reader's pronouns are never said, think of it however you'd like <3

Warnings: Fluff, Established relationship, Shoto being smitten, Nervoushoto, Puppy Love 🫶... and spelling mistakes

❥ · ﾟ₊ To celebrate finally having a day off from hero work, your boyfriend of 4 years had taken you out to dinner at a famous restaurant. So here you sat, in front of the love of your life, dressed in your formal attire and happily looking over the menu. when you looked up to ask your boyfriend what he'd be getting, you found him already gazing at you. his eyes glazed over with pure innocent love, his head resting on his hand as his focus zeroed in on you.

"shoto? honey you okay?"

your lover blinked a few times, perking up when he registered your attention on him, "pardon my love?"

"you were staring," you smiled teasingly at him, setting the menu down with a singsong voice.

his eyes widened, bashfulness creeping up his neck from being caught. the icyhot hero faked a cough behind his closed hand as he averted his gaze, "i cant help it.. not when you look so beautiful tonight my dear.."

you shyly smiled, turning away and holding up the menu to hide your embarrassed face, how dare he turn the teasing on you. and do it so unintentionally??? a finger hooked on top of the crease of the menu gained your attention, gently tugging it down, your boyfriend flashed you a soft smile.

"did you have something to ask me, dear?"

"wha? oh yeah! so i was wondering,,,"

and so the dinner continued, with him listening attentively to your rants and you giving him your full attention when he told you what happened just last week between pro heroes ground zero and deku. in the midst of eating your dessert, you're overthinking brain suddenly reminded you of how much this dinner was going to cost.

shoto must've seen your widening eyes because he gently placed his hand on yours and calmly asked what was on your mind.

you waved it off with your free hand, "it's nothing honey, just calculating how we'd split the bill."

his face morphed into something between hurt and confused, "split?" he asked with a tilt of his head.

"yeah nevermind, i'm able to pay for the entire thing anyway-"

the intertwining of your hands made you pause, the intensity of the stare he gave you caught you off guard, was it something you said?

"my darling," he raised your intertwined hand to his lips, pressing a loving kiss on your knuckles, "as my wife, you shouldn't feel obligated to pay the bill at all. i'll take care of these things love, dont worry."

your jaw dropped open, a silent gasp escaping as you felt a pound in your chest. a melting sort of warmth crept up your neck, threatening to make it up your face in record time.

shoto blinked at your reaction immediately backtracking in case he offended you, "i mean, if paying the bill means that much to you, then i'd never force you. i just wanted to make my point clear."

no words came out of your mouth. it felt like shoto's gentle squeeze on your hand was the only thing keeping you sane.

"what did you call me?" was the first thing that spilled from your lips.

your lover thought over his words for a second, "love?"

you gripped his hand tighter, "no before that." it was almost funny how desperate you were to hear him say it again.

he thought even harder, nearly drawing a blank, until the realization flashed across his face and suddenly he was averting his eyes from you again.

seeing the red hue on his cheeks was enough to make you melt, "shoto? what did you call me?"

he bit his lip and forced himself to make eye contact, nearly stuttering as he answered you with the most bashful tone you've ever heard from him, "i.. i may have called you.. my wife.."

your bright smile and the gentle caress of your thumb on his hand seemed to relax his tense shoulders, "y'know, i like it when you call me that." your voice was barely above a whisper, luckily your lover was already straining to hear your response.

he sputtered at your answer, "you do?"

you simply hummed in affirmation while going back to eating your dessert, hoping your calmness could hide how wild your internal thoughts were.

shoto stayed still for a while, happy to just stare at you while his left pocket suddenly felt impossibly heavy. shoto gently grazed his pocket with the hand that wasnt holding yours, already feeling the tiny box inside that held a platinum ring that he just couldn't wait to see placed on your left ring finger.

"that's.. that's good to hear.." he whispered.

[itsaship-literally]

𝘽𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙡𝙚𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙨: 𝘼 𝙃𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮

Reposted

There are many names for the ship and friendship of the dynamic duo known simply by their names: Beetlejuice and Lydia Deetz.

In the beginning, they were considered a horror-comedy icon. She is strange and unusual. She wants to die and be part of the land of the recently deceased. He is wild. A pure chaos machine who lives up to his side of the deal. He knows the ins and outs of the hereafter and wants to get the fuck out. For good.

Lo and behold! The trope of a quid pro quo marriage. He gets out. Her friends are saved from an unknown doom.

Then marketing took over. Merchandise! Toys! And ultimately a cartoon. Who would be the star of Beetlejuice: The Animated Series.

Well, Beetlejuice, of course. And why not make it friendly to the kid's world by taking the youngest character and making her more vulnerable and spooktacular? They could have carried the show without a Lydia but they chose not to do this.

They chose the one girl in the movie he tried to marry: deal or no deal. The girl was in a wedding dress and instead of making them enemies... They make them friends. Friends who share and anniversary, terms of endearments, and blatant flirtations.

Thus, the first shippers were born—a bunch of kids who saw two chaotic characters who were perfectly balanced with each other. We grew up, and so OUR IDEA of Lydia grew with us. Granted, a few of us are freaky and wanna jump the ghost, but rarely will you see a shipper want to split up the duo.

Now for the names; Beetlejuice x Lydia, Beetlyds, Beetz and Deetz, Beetz, Beej and Lyds, Beetle and Babes and now, unintentionally, Beetlebabes.

Ironically this was not the intended name for the ship. We (as in my friends and I) called ourselves Beetle Babes. As in We are the Babes. Fans, mostly ladies, who love to obsess over a ghost from an old 80’s franchise.

The second meaning came naturally because, Didn't BJ call Lydia ”Babes”? Yes, he did in almost every episode. Lyds, Babes, Lydia. Three names he uses for her his best friend.

So Beetlebabes became an easy identifyer for the crew. And it became a standard name for shippers when the new fans came in, but I bet you didn't know that some OG Beetlebabes only Friend-Ship them? And some Relation-Shippers don't like smut or sexual content of any kind.

Beetlebabes are Kids, Teens, and Adults. They are students, parents, CSA survivors, therapists, cooks, homemakers, artists, animators, and filmmakers. They are strangers on the street who don’t even know the musical came to be and only remember the deadly duo through fond memories of two close pals who, for all we knew, were living out their impromptu wedding in the only way they know how.

Now, as I update this, we have a new movie in which Beetlejuice and Lydia are once again affianced. BJ refers to her as the love of his life, bringing more shippers into the fold.

So here we are, The Beetlebabes. We ship the gal who wants death and the ghost who wants life. The balance. The dichotomy. The polar opposites.

This has been the revisit of the history of Beetlebabes. I hope you all are enjoying your time in the fandom and you all have my best wishes to stay happy, healthy, and creative.

Keep being awesome, Babes! 🖤

[jesncin]

hi!! would you kindly tell us the comics you used for your passionate defense of martians' gender fuckery?? i would very much like to read more!

Haha sure! J'onn and the Martians are a case of "they're genderqueer coded through science fiction shenanigans but because they don't have the constraints to be Representation they get to be really fun and interesting in a way most Corporate Canon Representation don't get to be". With that, here's the comics I pulled from for queer readings of J'onn and the Martians:

Justice League Infinity Takes place in the DCAU world, where J'onn takes a break from the League to live a quiet life as Amrit Jessawalia. This one's cute, I like it- and the writing feels really intentional that it's meant to be a queer reading of J'onn as it's written very compassionately.

New 52 Martian Manhunter Solo: Epiphany The great Monkey's Paw of J'onn Queer Texts. The New 52 Solo is unintentionally the gayest and genderfunky story of all time for J'onn, at the expense of being extremely convoluted and edgy. It's about J'onn splitting himself into multiple identities to escape death, and all those identities need to unite in order to become J'onn again. This is where J'onn kisses Aquaman, and his heart is represented by a woman. This story is so queer that is spawned this write up on Screen Rant about it.

Martian Manhunter 2019: Identity While this solo is polarizing in the MM community, I still recommend it because it has a lot of merits as a J'onn take. This is written by Steve Orlando, a Jewish bi man who purposefully integrated his Jewish heritage and queer identity into his reimagining of Martian lore. While J'onn isn't technically queer in this story, his narrative is paralleled with that of a bi woman (a cop, barf. Very copaganda run unfortunately), and Martian lore is reimagined as nods to Jewish culture and customs (which is incredibly cool). Martian shapeshifting culture is more thought out in this run, down to Martian pro-creation/pregnancy being a thing both J'onn and his wife M'yri'ah combined do together. This is the most explicitly intentional J'onn queer allegory I've read so far.

JLA 1997 issue 63 This is where the iconic "J'onn identifies as asexual" panel comes from. It's real!! Definitely unintentional representation moment but I think it's funny that this canonized J'onn as "not a cis man" just because the writer wanted to avoid Diana calling out J'onn for being sexist lmao

Carl Lumbly's Interview with Watchtower Database Highly recommend this interview because not only is it rare to hear from Carl Lumbly (the beloved voice actor behind DCAU J'onn) but he speaks in a way that's so profoundly poetic, it's clear J'onn is a character that personally means a lot to him. His headcanon for Martian shapeshifting culture is my favorite of all time, and I love how his take in particular respects the identities J'onn shifts into (maybe I'm making a comic inspired by his take because it's that good). He talks about how he informed J'onn's characterization with his immigrant experience, which I adore as well. My hot take is that Black actors have contributed the most interesting and nuanced takes on J'onn :y

Those are the big holy grail of Queer Martian texts (minus the really cringey transphobic Joan J'onzz story)! The rest is me reading into/projecting onto other Martian characters which is incredibly easy to do when they're a shapeshifter alien species that swap into men and women casually, haha.

[queenbees21]

|[ Rainy day •••]|

The sound of rain can be heard dropping down the ground. The busy stress of Japan slowed down on rainy days. Car unintentionally, splashes the pedestrians that walk down the sides of the road.

Curses of people and honks of horns. You stood by a random complex building trying to leave to go to your apartment and just take a nice long relaxing bath. Although; you were stuck by the entrance of the building.

It was pouring out today, you cursed yourself for not checking the weather app. Including not thinking to bring an umbrella with you. You usually did every day; except today…

You let out an long-exhausted sigh. You stood by and watched as people walk by the pouring rain, umbrellas in hand.

Some run towards their cars. Many ran by a nearby stores for sanctuary form the pouring rain, and some others, they didn't care. They just walked along the sidewalk tapping making small splashes on the concrete, walking home with their hoodies up...

You sigh, as you watched some random couple pass by you. Their umbrellas covering them, their bodies close to one other... with loving smiles on their faces.

You always wonder how being loved…, wanted... , held, by someone close felt like. You never got to have someone like that in your life.

All you had was your grandparents and honestly, you were content with that. Since your parents were no longer in the picture of your life...

You knew running to your apartment complex would be a bad idea. It’s a little further away from where you’re standing at the moment...

You'd just have to wait for the rain to stop.

Usually, it takes....60 minutes...

You huff and stepped back, softly bumping into the building walls. You exhale, and watch the fog of your breath fade into the cool air.

You looked down at your heeled feet, tapping and scrapping the concrete in circler motion.

You did this for about 13 minutes. As you were too focused on your feet, you hadn't noticed a figure had stood by you; waiting for you to take notice of them.

And so, they stood close to your ear; their warm breath tickled your hair.

"Whatćha doing Chickáde?"

Startled, you jumped back and gasped at the sudden warm breath near your ear. You covered it from the source of the voice, and went into defense mode.

but soon relaxed as you realize who it was. You let your guard down and put your hand on your raising heart, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Hawks, you startled me." He lightly laughs and apologizes. "Sorry, I just noticed you standing here as I flow by. So I just decided to stand next to you. To see if you'd noticed," He cheekily smiles down at you.

"It's alright, and as for your question, I'm waiting around for the rain to stop." you looked up at the pouring rain and cringed,

"But...it won't be stopping anytime soon, since it just started..." You looked down once again, watching the splashes of rain hitting the concrete, it bounced a few times; only to hit the floor again.

As you watched, you felt a small cold tap on your head. You looked towards Hawks, wondering if he had done the tapping.

He was too focused on looking up, watching the rain fall. He had felt your staring and looked down at you.

You both stared at each other for a while, you scan over his features; admiring how handsome Hawks is.

His beautiful golden-brown orbs stared down at you, as some of his blond locks of gold; fall down his angelic features. He tilts his head in wonder, as to why you’ve been staring.

You said nothing. You both stayed this way and unbeknownst to both the citizen and pro-hero. They were leaning towards one another.

If only you could capture this picture-perfect moment in a photo, you'd treasure it. It's been a while since you and Hawks had some time alone together.

Ever since a few months ago when the Nomus attacked the city, that’s when he stop visiting. The Hero Public Safety Commission has been working Keigo to exhaustion... so you never got to see him in those hard times. To comfort him, be there for him and mend his wounds.

You didn't want to think about that right now, you were just so glad he was here with you. Standing there, giving you genuine smiles and just feeling safe and secure with you.

As you were both very close to one another, you abruptly jumped back. Straddled at the sudden feeling of something cool dropped or... more like tapping on the crown of your head once again.

Hawks had quickly jumped back worriedly, thinking he had done something wrong; maybe even lost his chances with you...

His wings lowered themselves down in disappointment, but went up in defense when he noticed you confusedly tapped your head.

"What's wrong?" He asks checking for any sort of injuries or something out of place. you looked up at what it was and it was the canopy of the cafe.

It had small old holes, letting the water drip down, there were a few of them near you. You walked backward wanting to avoid the little waters dripping down your head.

You had hit something hard on your back and looked up to see Hawks, "Oh! I'm sorry Hawks, I should have watched where I was going..." you apologized and embarrassedly looked down. "It's fine!" He reassures quickly replacing his serious face with a cheery smile.

You took a step back, giving him space and, ignoring the fact that small drops of waters; dripping down your head. And were rolling uncomfortably down your face and hair.

Hawks noticed this,

You stood by him feeling as if you had the worst luck today, and sigh in disappointment. As you felt the water drop on your hair, you also noticed a shadow above your head as well as a reflection of the color red illuminating and glowed. Warmth, radiating near you as well, and the dropping droplets of water; stopped.

You looked up and saw Hawks looking the other way, you smiled as you saw a glimpse of his ear heating up; the shade of red was noticeable. Too shy to look towards you.

No matter how much of a charmer Hawks was, you somehow always brought out the shyness in him. It made his cheeks flush.

He shields your head with his wing, protecting you from the rain. It warmed your heart at his genuine kindness and gentle attitude toward you. As well as; giving you your space, making sure not to get uncomfortably close to you. For the sake of your comfort.

Although; you didn't mind if he did, even though he was a flirt, he was still a gentleman. You slowly went close to him gently bumping his shoulders, you felt how his body stiffened and his wings fluttered.

If only you knew how much his heart was racing; his stomach felt like there were a million butterflies, just fluttering around. Just for you. For your touch... and only you. He craved for you more than anything. He wished he can voice out, how much these little moments meant to him.

You slowly sneaked your hand towards his gloved one and intertwined your fingers. Hawks softy embraced your warm hand, and gently intertwine your hands. He softy brushes his thumb on your hand, trying his best to calm his racing heart. You both smiled at the action and stayed that way for a while.

"(Yn),"

Hawks spoke. You turned to him giving your full attention. "Let's walk to your apartment,"

"Hawks, it's pouring..." You lightly chuckled, "We also don't have an umbrella," you pointed out.

"Who said anything about needing an umbrella?" You surprisedly looked up at him, Hawks gave you a cheeky smile and and tugged you forward. He then, shields you with his beautiful vermilion wing above your head.

You looked at him gratefully and took his hand. He lightly guides you out the safety of the canopy, with his wing covering your head.

"(Yn)," Hawks soft voice call for your attention.

"Yes?"

"Can I... hold you?" He asks you, hesitantly; looking the other way hiding his flushed face. You smiled sweetly at him, "Sure,"

With your consent, he puts his hand on your hips and pulled you close to him. You shyly look away, but you held onto his arm.

You felt your heart thumping in your chest, your cheeks heated up. You bit your bottom lip softy, trying to clam down. He smirks as he noticed you bit your bottom lip, but decided not to tease you about it… yet.

You felt safe, happy and felt a sworm of butterflies in you tummy. He was warm and gentle as he held you close. His hand on your hips, as his wing was above you; as you both walked down the pouring rain together, Hand in hand; with warmth and safety.

In a way, you were happy that it was a rainy day. Or else you wouldn’t get the chance to be close to him, as you were now. He thought the same thing. He would gladly be your shield against the pouring rain.

Thanks for reading! Hoped you enjoyed, stay safe and have a good day and night! - 👑🐝2️⃣1️⃣ 🩵

Artist: Kadeart

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[sonicphobia0601]

Oy, you! Yeah, you with the face! Barnaby Jumpscare!

Did I catch your attention? Yes? good because that means I did something right. There's important information down here and my own views. Scroll down. You won't regret it.

To keep it simple, writing fanfiction is harmless in itself. Just do some research on the characters AND the fandom first before publishing a fanfiction. Because if the character is tied to real life people (like the characters from Billie Bust Up), then you might want to tread carefully.

I love writing fanfiction. I really do. But what is important is being mindful of who is shipping who. Because different fandoms have different unspoken rules. The universal one is always research first. Another universal one is that pro shipping can be seen as a sort of pedophilia.

Billie Bust Up has a hidden rule: do not change sexualities of a character to fit your narrative. Why?

Let me explain.

You all know Sonadow/Destiel. Or some ship like that. These are written by fans for fans and they are treated differently than the Billie Bust Up fanfics because they follow a criteria. Each criteria depends on the fan.

Billie Bust Up is a little "stricter" because those characters actually have direct ties to the devs of Billie Bust Up. The devs don't pick the characters sexualities for lols. They tie to real world people.

By shipping Barnaby and Billie together, you are (unintentionally or intentionally, depending on how you plan on changing)... you are essentially calling the devs MAPs and also saying that they don't matter despite the fact that without them Billie Bust Up would not even EXIST.

And by shipping Billie with anyone, you are indirectly slapping an aroace dev in the face and being rude. Because Billie is aroace. Hate breaking it to you. I think it was Katie who is aroace... And this is where YOU DO RESEARCH. Same rule applies to Barnaby (since he is ace, homoromantic and gender fluid).

Research the aroace experience. Research queer platonic relationships. Research Billie Bust Up. Research the LGBTQ community and how to write them. If you are in an unsafe household for that discussion, I got an ace up the sleeve (pun intended): Incognito mode (or private mode).

I think you needed to hear this from me. Because if you're a teenager, then I personally don't think you should be yelled at, but you could use a nudge and guidance. So, those of us who are adults in the Billie Bust Up fandom, let's educate the young ones. GENTLY, though. Their brains are developing!

Feel free to tag any minors who shipped Billie with anyone.

So have fun, but be courteous. I'm going to have to edit Chapter 21 of Death and Autism (and I plan on making quality of life edits in the very near future).

Here's a Billie gif just in case you are having a rough day.

[kabutoraiger]

still thinking about my anniversary sentai idea. for the moment i'm calling them "kyoryoku sentai jidaiger"

here are my best approximations of them via picrew (and also one is a face claim using art from defunct mobile game world flipper)

➢ jidai red (inspo: spade ace, hongo takeshi)

plucked from 1976. age 25. a classic Showa Guy who loves justice, athletics, & protecting the beauty of nature. easily makes friends with every child he meets. he was an up & coming pro tennis player until an injury made it difficult for him to hold a racket in his dominant hand. (this affects his performance as jidai red as well from time to time though he tries to hide it.) after tennis was no longer an option he became a fitness instructor for kids at the local rec center.

parents are stereotypically deceased via an accident when he was in middle school. only family is a beloved older sister who goes missing at the start of the story. when a mysterious being appears in front of him and says that he may be able to find clues about her whereabouts in the future he readily accepts their offer to jump through a time portal and become a sentai hero.

➢ jidai black (inspo: mika yellow four)

plucked from 1987. age 22. cool, collected, keeps quiet about herself & is highly suspicious of others. rides a motorcycle. type of girl who says 'tch' when someone bothers her. a former sukeban leader that all of her kouhai gang members were in love with. she decided to give it all up and buckle down and study after being inspired to become a journalist by an older lady reporter.

currently in her 3rd year of her journalism major but has been failing to keep up with coursework due to the sudden disappearance of her eccentric scientist father. she's convinced that he may have Learned Too Much about something, making him a target, but no one but her seems to be interested in covering the story. much like red, she's enticed to jump into the future by the promise of more info, as well as being able to look at the facts of the case with the clarity of hindsight.

➢ jidai yellow (inspo: kakuranger boys, shoji tenmaranger)

plucked from 1993. age 19. a (mostly) laidback and fun-loving dudebro. that "fun" sometimes includes annoying the people around him with pranks and stupid jokes. he enjoys skateboarding and listening to popular american rock music that he thinks he's the first teen to ever discover. does have a more sensitive & anxious side too but he tries his best to push those feelings deep down. only child to a hardworking single mom.

his missing person is his boy best friend who one day fails to show up to the arcade for their weekly gaming sesh. at first he assumes his buddy just finally got gf and is hanging out with her (a looming possibility he's been jealously worried about) but after not hearing from him for a few more days he enlists the network of other dirtbag city kids to help find him with no luck. maybe the answer can only be found... in the future?

➢ jidai pink (inspo: natsuki boukenyellow)

plucked from 2005. age unknown to anyone but her. a cheerful and enigmatic gyaru who rarely seems fazed at all by the odd events that occur throughout jidaiger. possesses a strange "luck" ability such that she often manages to unintentionally avoid enemy attacks, as well as avoid misfortune in her regular daily life.

perhaps her luck is also responsible for her cellphone - a pink razr flip phone with enough charms to make you say "they beat jesus with that" - which even after time traveling still somehow allows her to call all her friends in 2005 and tell them about how weird reiwa is/keep up with the current gossip.

contrasted with her love of all things cutesy is her love of horror, and she is bothered to no end when the maintainer of her fave creepypasta/occult phenomena website suddenly stops updating. they won't respond to her emails either. despite not actually knowing them personally she is 100% willing to time travel & become a sentai hero if it means solving the mystery of their vanishing.

➢ jidai green

normie guy from [current year]. age 37. a grumpy & weary but good-hearted salaryman who works for an insurance company. has been known to help customers cheat the system a la that scene from the incredibles. he is sometimes expected to visit customers' homes, and so will use that as an excuse to escape from work when there's a kaijin to fight.

lives with his 10 year old son and, as of early on in the show, all the other jidaigers, who are strangers to reiwa and have nowhere else to go. they drive him up the fucking wall but, as someone who's never had much in the way of family, he comes to kind of like having them around by the end.

divorced and has a somewhat strained relationship with his ex-wife, who suddenly decided to give up the life they'd built and start backpacking around the country to "find herself" about 3 years ago. however she's always there like clockwork for her monthly visit with their son, and so he immediately knows something is wrong when one month she doesn't show up.

➢ jidai turquoise

arrives from the year 25XX. a robot from a time when robots are ostensibly equal citizens to humans, though there's still some awkward tensions there. he puts on arrogant and standoffish airs, but people will soon come to realize it's because he's LARPing as a hardboiled private eye from 20th century noir films, which he considers "the pinnacle of media entertainment."

when not trying to play a character he is very dweeby, naive, and excitable. he finds reiwa fascinating and is always taking notes about it in his notebook. he chose to take the mysterious time being's offer due to the disappearance of his robot cat, nyanko, whom he considers his best friend. in a notable episode the jidaigers manage to find and rescue nyanko from one of the enemy's bases, but also learn about the data chip hidden inside the cat, which held a list of names... names including those of the jidaigers' missing people.

what could it mean? 🤔 how are they all connected?? find out next time on kyoryoku sentai jidaiger!!