#we’re NOT talking about that disgusting creature on this blog

[getscaredhellyeah]

Do you think Johnny would be friends with Onision? Since they're both shitheads

[lees-chaotic-brain]

your dog did what?!

summary: they react to your dog chewing up used feminine products (feat. gojo, shoko, ino, choso, and nanami)

wc: 1.7k

cw: crack, fluff, reader has a period, kind of gross, use of pet names (sweetheart, babe, love), reader is referred to as "my girl" and wears makeup in nanami's part, swearing, gojo just being overly dramatic

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gojo satoru

“Who’s a sweet boy? Yes, you are! You are! Oooh, what’cha got there, huh? Wanna show daddy?” 

You could hear your boyfriend cooing at your dog in greeting as he stepped through the front door, and you smiled to yourself as you continued reading your book. Then:

“EEEUUUUUGGGGHHHHH WHAT THE FUUUUUUCCCKKKKKKKK????”

Your boyfriend came hurtling around the corner launching all six feet three inches of himself into your lap, as he pointed accusingly in the direction he came from.

“BABY. YOUR DOG!!! HE-OH MY GOD I CAN’T EVEN SAY IT!”

He gives a full body shudder and clings to you tighter, wrapping his infinity around his foot and using it to keep your dog away from the two of you.

“BEGONE YOU FOUL BEAST!” He made exaggerated gagging sounds. “GET AWAY FROM US!!”

“SATORU!!” You shouted over his panicked screeching. “STOP YELLING.”

“But babeeeee.” He nuzzled into your neck still fending your dog off with a single socked foot. “You don’t even understand what this HORRID creature did.”

“Get off me you stupid lunk.” You push him off your lap, ignoring his indignant squawking, completely over his dramatics. “What could he have possibly done that’s that bad?”

“HE. ATE. A DIRTY TAMPON.” He flops around on the floor like a fish out of water, unable to find a better means of properly expressing his disgust. Your nose scrunches up, and you look down on him with annoyance.

“I mean, yeah it’s gross. But it’s not like he hasn’t done it before? It’s just kind of a thing that some dogs do.”

“WHY ARE YOU SO CALM ABOUT THIS???”

Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, your dog leans down and licks your boyfriend's face, dangerously close to his mouth.

“AAAAAUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

shoko ieri

“We’re returning the dog.” 

You look up from your phone as your girlfriend enters your bedroom, shedding her lab coat. Setting your phone down next to your pillow, you stand and give her a kiss. “Hey. Watch it. That’s our child you’re talking about.”

She huffs, leaning against you as you give her a hug. “Then I assume you haven’t seen it yet.”

“Seen what?” Wordlessly, Shoko takes you by the hand and leads you to the bathroom, opening the door and revealing the state of your bathroom. “This. It looks like shark week in here.”

You choke back a laugh at her phrasing, taking in the disaster that your bathroom currently was. Just then, your nine month old puppy trotted in wagging, excited that his entire family was home. Scooping him up, you press a kiss to the top of his furry head and present him to your girlfriend.

“Just look at him Sho. Can you really look our son in the face and tell him you’re giving him away?” You give her puppy eyes over the top of his head. “Look at how sweet he is! Who’s a good boyo, you are, ahhh I just love you so much!”

She looks at you in exasperation as you coddle and coo at the little bundle of fur, trying and failing to hide the admiration in her eyes. Finally she relents.

“I suppose since you love him so much we can keep him-”

“Yay!!” You dance around the cramped hallway holding the dog up. “You hear that? You get to stay! You know why? Because she looooves us! That’s right! She-”

“But you have to clean this up.”

“Boo.”

ino takuma

Walking out of the grocery store, you accept an incoming facetime from your boyfriend, answering with a smile and a cheerful greeting. “Hey baby, what’s up-”

“My dearest darling girlfriend.” He cuts you off, speaking as soon as you answer and not pausing to listen to what you’re saying. “The love of my life. Could you possibly please explain to me why I came home and our apartment was covered in bloody fabric?”

“What?” Concerned, you stop loading your groceries into your trunk and squint at your phone. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. Show me.”

Obediently, he flips the camera, giving you a clear view of the red shreds scattered across the ground. You tell him to bring the camera a little closer, so he does and realization hits you over the head like a sledgehammer.

“Oh…um, so I don’t know how to tell you this…” You hesitate, knowing what you were about to tell him would most likely send Ino into hysterics. “But, uh, those are dirty pads that the dog chewed up…”

The other end of the phone is silent for a solid thirty seconds before he speaks again, surprisingly calm.

 “Say sike right now.”

You wince. “I can’t…”

There’s another moment of silence, and you watch as your boyfriend goes through all the stages of grief in a matter of seconds. Then he takes a deep breath and pulls himself together with a forced smile before hanging up.

“Give me a second babe, I gotta go call Nanamin and ask for some advice.”

choso kamo

You were cuddled up with your boyfriend on the couch after a long day, soaking in the warmth and simple domesticity of the moment when he spoke over the show.

“Earlier today your dog was chewing on something bloody and had made a huge mess so I cleaned it up.” You sit up, pausing your episode. “Cho baby, what?”

He shrugs. “It appeared he had gotten into the bathroom trash can, and at first I wasn’t going to bring it up because it was no big deal, but the more I think about it the more I worry.”

He furrows his brow, his bottom lip jutting out in a slight pout. “That wasn’t all…your blood, was it?” Mistaking the confusion on your face for offense, he backtracks rapidly.

“Not that that would be a problem! I was just concerned because of the quantity of blood. I know it’s not healthy for humans to lose that much blood so I got a little scared. I want to be able to help you if you’re hurt.”

“No baby, I'm not mad.” You reassure him with a soft kiss. “I’m just confused. I don’t know why there would be blood in the trash can, or why the dog would eat it. You said it was the bathroom trash can-oh.”

Suddenly you look embarrassed, fidgeting with your fingers. “Don’t worry about it Cho. It’s no big deal. I’m sorry you had to clean it up. I’ll make sure I secure the trash can better next time.”

“What is it? What’s wrong?” He senses your shift in mood and he doesn’t like it. “Are you okay? Can you at least tell me where the blood came from so I don’t have to worry?”

Haltingly, with your cheeks burning, you explain how a period works to him. Despite knowing that it’s perfectly natural, you couldn’t help but feel a little shy for no reason at all.

“So yeah.” You finish. “That’s what it is. Gross isn’t it…”

Peeking up to gauge his reaction, you notice that he’s staring at you, aghast. 

“That happens…every month?” He looks mildly horrified. “And it hurts you?”

“Well I mean yes, but everyone has to deal with it so it’s really no big deal-”

“And it’s happening to you right now? Why didn’t you tell me?” He looks so heartbroken, your chest hurts. “I just didn’t want to be a bother…”

“You’re not a bother! I want to take care of you! What did you say helped again?”

He leaps up from the couch, muttering as he paced back and forth before planting a quick kiss on the top of your head and running out of your apartment.

“I’ll be right back! I need to go buy some things!”

nanami kento

You’re in your bedroom putting the finishing touches on your makeup when you hear your apartment door open, letting you know that your boyfriend was there to pick you up for your date. 

“Give me one second!” You call out, carefully curling your eyelashes. “I’m almost ready, just doing up my makeup!”

“Erm, darling?” You hear your boyfriend call out from the other room. He sounds a little off. “I hate to disturb you, but can you come here for a second?”

Carefully applying an even coat of mascara to your curled lashes, you get up from your vanity, despite not having finished your highlighter or lip gloss. Knowing your boyfriend he wouldn’t be bothering you unless it was important. Your bare feet pad softly against your wooden floors as you leave your bedroom and enter the main area.

“Yeah, babe? What’s going…” You trail off, noticing what your dog had been up to while you were getting ready for date night. “Oh…”

Oh indeed. From where you stood in the doorway, you had a perfect view of the carnage scattered across your floor. Your dog had gotten into your bathroom trash can, and there were shredded pads galore all over your apartment. Used shredded pads.

You feel your face heat with embarrassment as you survey the crime scene. “I-I’m so sorry. She does this from time to time but normally I remember to put the trash can out of her reach. This is so embarrassing. You can just wait outside while I finish cleaning this up-”

In your humiliated frenzy you begin banging through your cabinets, pulling down your latex gloves and a trash bag preparing to clean it. “Just go wait in the car, this will only take me a few minutes-” You’re interrupted by your boyfriend taking the latex gloves and trash bag away from you.

“Hey, love. It’s okay.” Nanami leads you back towards your room, putting on a pair of gloves. “I’ll clean this up. You just relax and take your time getting ready.”

“But Ken-” You protest, looking back over your shoulder as he guides you with a warm palm pressed against the small of your back. “It’s gross and-”

“I don’t mind.” He presses a quick kiss to your lips. “Trust me. I wouldn’t offer if I did. Don’t worry about it.”

He looks you up and down, a small smile spreading across his face. “Do whatever you need to get ready. I just want my girl looking all pretty for our date, alright?”

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[maxdibert]

Love your opinions on the Marauders tho I agree with literally all of them, that's why I loveee your blog. What I'm curious about is what you think about Remus and his role in the group. Do you think they were super close? Was he a good person? I would love to know your interpretation of him. In the books he seems like a nice person but kind of distant.

It's funny how everyone always paints Remus as the sweet, quiet one of the group who never hurt a fly and is so cute when we’re talking about someone who canonically got a 24-year-old girl pregnant when he was nearly 40. And when he realized he’d knocked her up, he ran away, leaving it to a teenager to call him out and force him to take responsibility. Like, is there anything more cishet male than that? Anything more stereotypically masculine than sleeping with younger women, getting them pregnant, and then ghosting them?

I’m genuinely fascinated by people who idolize Remus when, sure, maybe he wasn’t physically or verbally abusive, but he was an absolute walking red flag of a softboy. The quintessential guy who acts all nice, whines about how terrible his life is, but then treats you like absolute garbage while making himself the victim. I will never forgive J.K. Rowling for making Tonks end up with that absolute waste of space, and even more for not having her tell him to screw off when he came crawling back only because Harry gave him a reality check. Like, seriously? You need a teenager to explain why it’s wrong to impregnate women and abandon them? Really??

Maybe I’d dislike him less if I weren’t a feminist and he weren’t such a repulsively basic hetero dude, but here we are. That aside, I do have some thoughts about Remus Lupin and his dynamics with the other Marauders. Spoiler: no, they weren’t as close as people like to imagine. No, James and Sirius didn’t actually care about him all that much. And no, he didn’t have any sexual tension with Sirius because, honestly, Sirius was probably the one who dismissed and disrespected him the most. Sirius couldn’t have cared less about Remus before he ended up alone and friendless after Azkaban, and here’s a couple of meta i did about this:

[allthingsfoodsystems]

Propagation

So far we’ve discussed a lot about food production on the larger scale of farms, something most people are pretty separated from in their day to day life. So, let's move on to discuss a topic that is more applicable to the average person. 

Anyone who has forgotten potatoes or onions in their kitchen for too long has most likely come across the little buds that begin to sprout from them if given enough time. Reactions to this natural reproductive process range from disgust and immediately throwing away the produce to shrugging it off, cutting off the buds, and continuing on with your recipe. Another option though, one that I have been trying out myself to test its efficacy, is propagation! Propagation is defined as the breeding of specimens of a plant or animal by natural processes from the parent stock. In other words, you can take your sprouting potatoes and onions and turn them into whole new vegetable-bearing plants. Of course this doesn’t only apply to food, you can also do this with houseplants, but for the purposes of this blog we’re going to focus on the forgotten produce in the depths of your kitchen. 

The first aforementioned sign that you have an opportunity to propagate some veggies is seeing little green sprouts growing from them. In my case, an onion that I had used half of and then left in the fridge for too long began to grow two quite large sprouts from its center, as the rest of the onion slowly browned. Especially if you’re storing your produce in a cool, dry place, you don’t need to act too quickly on planting them. The sprouts will continue to grow and can stay good for a few weeks in these conditions. In the meantime, you can make sure you have good soil for your plant – I went to my local hardware store and bought a bag of all purpose fruit and vegetable soil – and a spot with the right type and amount of sunlight. Onions need twelve-ish hours of direct sunlight per day, so they are living on my fire escape (don’t tell my landlord). In the case of potatoes, the next steps are to cut them up and plant them if they're larger than a golf ball, or, if they're pretty small just plant them, give them lots of love and water, and pray. In the case of onions, the next step is to delicately peel the layers of onion away from the sprouts at its center, carefully cut the sprouts apart, and put them in some water for at least a week to give the roots time to grow before you plant them. Much to my roommate’s chagrin, I commandeered one of our drinking glasses and let my onion sprouts live there for about ten days while their tiny white roots got bigger.

Once the roots feel firmly established, transfer them into your pot, give them lots of love and water, and pray (this part is crucial). Personally, I talk to my onions most days, peppering supportive comments in between asking them what they want from me, but that’s an optional step. 

All this may seem like a lot of effort and stress for potentially no outcome, which could, at least in be part, be true. But! Once you get the hang of propagating plants, you can save money by not needing to buy as much produce and you can save food from going into landfills. Food waste makes up roughly 24% of the solid municipal waste in landfills; as it decomposes it causes roughly 58% of methane emissions from them.

Above all, you get to feel a sense of accomplishment and a deeper connection to the Earth, two things that are endlessly valuable in a world that seems to do its best to beat you down and make you forget that, at the end of the day, we’re all just little creatures who can truly benefit from getting our hands dirty. 

[rainydaydream-gal18]

(Bad Batch) Wrecker x Reader: Splash

     (Author’s Note:  Here, have a soft Wrecker fic.  We all could use one.  This man doesn’t get enough love on my blog, so I’m here to fix that.  Hope you all are doing well!)

   “I have to admit,” you said, shrugging out of your overclothes to reveal the swimsuit underneath.  “This planet isn’t so bad.”

   “Told you so,” Wrecker called from the water.  He dunked his head under momentarily before resurfacing and spouting water like a fountain.  His grin was rather suspicious as you waded in from the shore with caution in case it was a cooler temperature.  To your pleasant surprise, it was warm as bathwater.

   “Wow, even the water’s nice.  Then again, this is a tropical planet.  I just can’t stand the weird bugs I saw earlier.”  You recalled some of the creatures you’d seen hanging on leaves or bushes in the jungle on your way to the pond with Wrecker.  Many were vibrant colors, warning you straight away that they were to be avoided.

   “Bugs are bugs wherever you go,” he shrugged.  “Just squash ‘em.”

   “Yeah, well, I take it you haven’t seen the kind that live on Geonosis.”  Your expression twisted in a show of disgust, and he laughed.  “What?”

   “Nothing,” he chuckled again as you waded closer to him in the water.  “You just look cute when you make that little face.”

   Your skin suddenly felt even warmer, and it wasn’t simply the temperature of the water.  Sometimes you weren’t quite sure what to make of you and Wrecker’s relationship.  You were teammates that had grown into good friends over the course of several missions.  There were days when you felt like something else was there.  For one, you thought he was handsome and strong, and you admired his outgoing nature, the care he had for his brothers, and his sense of humor.

   The question was: did he admire you in return?  Every now and then, you’d get a feeling that he did.

   “Did the others say they were coming?” you asked, lowering yourself into the pond more so you were only visible from the neck up.

   “Tech had stuff to do first.  Crosshair doesn’t like swimming.  Hunter was going to come down, but not for a while.”  Wrecker shot you that mischievous grin again.  “Looks like we’ve got the place to ourselves for now!”

   Before you could utter a reply, he reached over to pull you out of the water and over his shoulder, roaring with laughter at your surprised scream.  He didn’t even look the slightest bit phased as you slapped the skin on his back playfully in a futile attempt to get him to release you.

   “Wrecker, come on!” You laughed.  “Face me like a man! If it weren’t for your sneak attacks, I’d have kicked your butt.” 

   Both of you knew he was ridiculously strong, but he seemed to find it amusing when you talked like that.

   “Oh yeah?  You want to put that to the test?”

   “Yeah, fight me.”

   He lowered you so you could stand directly in front of him, but you were stunned into silence at the proximity.  Your hands rested on his damp arms while his remained on the small of your back.  Droplets of water ran down his face, shimmering under the light of the afternoon sun that peered through the tree branches and vines above.  Your eyes didn’t leave his for several seconds, and his gaze didn’t leave yours either.

   Part of you wanted to lean in and capture Wrecker’s lips in a kiss, but you were very aware of the height difference and how quickly it could get awkward if you did take the risk and lean in only for him to leave you hanging.

   Instead, you settled on giving his forearms a gentle tug with the hands you still had resting on them.  He wouldn’t budge if he didn’t want to, but he did.  You leaned in a little, and Wrecker met you half-way.  His lips touched yours a little too hard at first before he backed off ever-so-slightly to make the kiss softer.  You gripped him like he was your anchor in a stormy sea, and his hold on you tightened in a magical way.  He pulled away to touch his nose to yours and linger there for a minute.  When you opened your eyes, you saw him already looking at you with a small smile and a glint of curiosity in his gaze.

   “What was that for?” he asked in a low voice.

   “You couldn’t tell?” you joked.  “I like you, Wrecker.  Like, really like you.”

   “I think my reaction speaks for itself, but I’ll tell you anyway: I like you too.”

   “So what do we do?” You asked, brushing your fingers past his wrists to take his hands into yours.  “About this?”

   “Well, for starters, I wouldn’t mind another kiss.”  He chuckled, leaning in to steal a feathery-soft one that nearly made you melt.  “But seriously, __________, I wanna’ see where this goes.  I’ve wanted to for a while.”

   “Me too,” you grinned.  “I’m glad we’re on the same page.”

   “You and me both.” 

   The two of you broke apart to splash each other and exchange banter as you had before.  You spent the rest of the afternoon playing in the water and then huddling together on the shore to let the sun’s rays dry you off.  By the time the other Bad Batchers showed up, they found you resting in the crook of Wrecker’s arm in the golden sunlight, both of you fast asleep.

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kagami + 5 (im a simp can you tell)

; (yes i can tell 🤧) first thing on this blog djsndj,,, ty for requesting and hope you like it<33

pairing .. kagami x gn!reader

word count .. 0.6k

prompt .. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”

Practice just ended and you stopped by the gym to see if Kagami would walk home with you. Usually, after practice, he’d head to the park to do some more practice of his own, but when you asked today, he couldn’t help but agree. 

The two of you didn’t talk much, just a sprinkle of conversation here and there. Kagami seemed a bit worn out so you didn’t want to say much. He was probably thinking of the big game next week. You’ve been hearing him talk about it and how he was itching to play against Aomine already. 

It must’ve been that or something else on his mind because he didn’t notice when you stopped walking and wasn’t by his side anymore.

“Kagami-kun, do you believe in love at first sight?”

Your question caught him off guard and he choked on the water he was drinking.

Once he caught his breath, he turned around to face you and replied with a blush, “I guess—“

“Good because I’ve fallen in love.” 

In his one year of knowing you, Kagami has never seen you look so confident in something. The way you said it made it sound more like a declaration rather than a simple statement. He didn’t know how to reply now.

“You’ve fallen in love?” he merely echoes. It just occurred to him that you said love. Internally he began to panic. Warmth spread outwards from his chest and he got that familiar tingling sensation that came whenever you bring up these things.

You nod profusely, “Yes, I’m in love.”

You point to the shop window right next to you. Kagami follows your finger and gazes down upon what possibly is his worst nightmare— a small, cute, fluffy puppy. 

He immediately jumps back. 

“A dog?? You’ve fallen in love with a dog???”

“A puppy,” you correct him. “A very cute one at that.”

“Nothing about that creature is cute Y/n...”

“That’s because you have a cynical world view Kagami-kun.”

You can hear him scoffing and you laugh, telling him you’re only kidding. 

“You have a very bright and wonderful worldview, just not a very bright and wonderful puppy-view,” you say as you turn to the window and bend down to get a closer look at the puppy in question.

It was indeed a very cute puppy, not only because it inherited the innate cuteness that came with being a puppy. This puppy was a special breed of cute because it reminded you of the appalled redhead whose reflection you can see in the glass in front of you. 

You chuckled as you pointed out the ways Kagami and the puppy were similar. They had the same fiery eyes, split eyebrows, reddish-brown hair...

“That thing is nothing like me.”

“I’m sure it shares your mutual disgust and fear too,” you teased.

He frowned and hesitantly took a step towards the window. The puppy immediately jumped back too, cowering away in fear of the giant on the other side of the glass.

“See?” you said with a small, innocent smirk. “Don’t worry I’m sure you two will learn to grow on each other.”

He turned to you, eyes widened, “Y/n, you don’t actually plan on adopting it, do you?”

“Hmmm, I might be?”

“Don’t,” he deadpanned.

“Fine fine,” you replied, with the same innocent smirk. “I’ll take the words of my wise boyfriend into consideration.”

“You better,” he huffed. “And before you get any more funny ideas, we’re leaving.”

At that he grabbed you by the shoulders (gently ofc), spun you around, and started nudging you in the direction away from the pet store. You dramatically waved a tearful goodbye to the little puppy but that didn’t stop Kagami from trying to get you away from the store. 

“Cmon don’t look so sad. Let’s go get a burger instead,” he suggested.

“Burgers and puppies serve different functions,” you replied with a pout. At that moment, you felt your stomach rumble. “But... I guess now wouldn't be a bad time for a burger.”

( BONUS ) *later at maji burger*

y/n: “Kuroko has Nigou why can’t we get that adorable little puppy 🥺🥺??”

kagami: “ONE DOG IN MY LIFE IS ONE DOG TOO MANY—”

y/n: “it wouldn’t even be your dog smh 😒”

. . .

[chocolatte-and-despair]

PSA: How to support friends, family and loved ones who deal with obsessive tendencies.

Alright, so! As a yandere blog and someone who deals with obsessive tendencies because of trauma, I think I'm the right person to talk about this topic, to at least introduce people to this very real problem and introduce you a little bit more to what that is.

So, I've dealt with obsessive tendencies since I was in middle school. And no, it's nothing like what a 'yandere' is. My obsessive tendencies came from deep rooted mental problems, and horrible self esteem. And all the people who I know that deal with similar problems as me, have the same symptoms.

Having an obsessive friend or lover or family member isn't hot or awesome. In a real world scenario, chances are that they are like that from deep insecurities, horrible self esteem and other possible mental illnesses.

You need to realize that what you might find attractive, is actually really hurting the person that deals with it. And that's why there are some special ways you can support and help your friends/family/partner get better or at least, get onto the road of recovery and self love.

But before I start that, I would like to say that obsessive people can be very straining. It might be nice to be loved at the beginning, but after a year of constant obsessiveness and other things like getting angry over you getting new friends, things can get rough, and if you aren't ready to handle that, then I wouldn't recommend getting involved, unless you really are sure you can handle helping them.

Try to be understanding of their issues and reassure them that everything is going to be okay. If the issue is the fear of abandonment, you need to slowly prove to them that just because you'll have more friends, it doesn't mean that you will abandon them, making them more comfortable and willing to accept more people in their life.

If they are a loner and fully attached only to you, try and introduce them to one or two new people. Don't overwhelm them with more. Also, let them take it slow. Don't force them to befriend the other person immediately and don't feel offended if they approach the idea hostily. Let them slowly get used to the idea. The beginning will be rough, but it will end up helping them.

Try to talk about the reason they are like this. Maybe try to understand how past friends/partners reacted to their obsessive tendencies and try to see if you can do anything to help the person feel a little bit better.

If there is the possibility, bring up the topic of therapy. They might take the idea with hostility at the beginning, especially if they don't deal with the idea of not being okay all that well, but try and gently push the idea from time to time.

Don't encourage their behavior, but don't shame them for it either. Don't say they are justified, but don't call them creeps or disgusting either. It will only make it worse, and you will make their trauma even deeper.

Try to involve them into some of your hobbies and activities, to let them get a feeling of being close to you and understanding you. Maybe also use this as an excuse to introduce more people to the person.

Get them to talk about their hobbies. Chances are obsessive people will be closed off and letting them feel comfortable with showing their true selves will help.

This isn't all of course, but I don't know everything and these are the few things that were used on me that helped me get back onto the path of getting better.

Now, as a finishing touch, please don't think that obsessions last forever. They don't. People like I aren't yanderes, or some other fictional creatures. We're people with feelings, and because of that, we lose obsessions and move to the next ones.

Reasons for why someone can be obsessed over someone can wary from you being nice to them, or you spending time with them when they needed it most. And if you won't give them that anymore, the obsession will disappear pretty fast, and they will move to the next person, if they aren't getting better.

PLEASE DON'T THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE ISN'T OBSESSED WITH YOU ANYMORE, THEY DON'T CARE OR LIKE YOU. It can actually mean the complete opposite. At least, in my case it did. While obsessed, I forced myself to be someone who I am not, just to try and keep my friends with me, but after a longish break, and time for my obsession to die out, I started to appreciate my friendships more! I started to care more about my comforts, about my likes and I actually acted like myself, instead of a facade I made up to try and keep their interest. So! If someone loses their obsession for you, it can be very positive, and be a start for a healthy relationship!

We are capable of getting better. All we need is support and help to get there. And no encouragment to keep our toxic tendencies.

if you have any questions, feel free to ask me, I will try my best to answer!

[konglindorm]

Transformation Through Love

I've talked before about the transforming power of love, and specifically about the transforming power of love in "Prince Lindworm." But that was a 20+ page academic essay, and who wants to read a 20+ page academic essay? (Although, if you do, it's here.) So let's talk about it again, in a more casual setting.

We've gone over the bizarro transformation sequence before, but let's run through it again for anyone who's new here: Girl forced to marry snake monster with history of eating wives. Girl wears 10 shifts under her wedding dress. Lindworm asks girl to take off shift, girl demands lindworm take off skin first. Lindworm complies, repeat 10 times. Girl whips nasty mass of skinless lindworm with whips dipped in lye. Girl dunks nasty mass of skinless, whipped lindworm in tub of milk. Girl embraces nasty mass of sticky, skinless, whipped lindworm. Lindworm turns into hot guy.

Now, the majority of the transformation process is extremely violent. It also sort of matches up with the Catholic sacrament of penance, which is consistent with the whole story being a Christian allegory, which you can read about here. And transformation through violence is certainly an established pattern in folklore, as we see most prominently in The Frog King, but also in more minor forms in a number of stories from throughout Europe. Which I will talk about more in a future blog.

But today we're going to focus on that last step. On that embrace.

There are a few things to keep in mind here. Firstly, hugging a dragon-thing that wants to eat you? Really gross and unpleasant. Secondly, hugging any sort of creature that has, through various abuses, become a quivering mass of exposed muscle and veins, likely bleeding profusely? Really, really gross and unpleasant. Thirdly, is "embrace" a euphemism? Maybe. Let's not dwell on the logistics of that. Fourthly, this girl is the lindworm's third bride, which probably means she's the third shot at transformation. An old woman in the forest told her what to do; there's no reason to believe she didn't give the same instructions to the two brides the lindworm ate, even if the text doesn't spell this out; there's a strong tradition in folklore of three people speaking to a mysterious old woman, and the first two ignoring her and dying.

So, my theory: the first two girls may have ignored the instructions entirely, but even if they didn't, they wouldn't have been able to complete the last step. Because it's the last step that makes our heroine remarkable. The last step is a kindness. To take up in your arms a disgusting, suffering thing, which would have destroyed you given the chance, to provide comfort - that takes a special kind of person.

A lot of weird, creepy things went into making the lindworm a man. But ultimately, the thing that changed him was one moment of kindness.

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Hello! Can I ask headcanons about Kuroo, Akaashi and Bokuto, who hear girls, who pretend to be friends with their girlfriend out of envy say mean things about her behind her back, and boys stand up for her? I recently got into a similar situation and need support. Thank you for your blog!

Word of Mouth

- (Kuroo, Akaashi, Bokuto)

a/n: I’m so sorry to hear that, I hope you’re okay :( I was in a tough spot like that as well, people can be so mean sometimes :(( but it gets better when you find those real friends who stand up for you. Hope you enjoy <3

warnings: slight cussing, implied sexual activity

Kuroo:

This guy seems to be the type who can decipher in two seconds whether someone is a good person or not

And he was sure that your friends were good, especially since they were the ones to encourage you to admit your feelings toward him

So one day you and your friends attended one of Nekoma’s team for support

Kuroo wasted no time to sashay over and give you his routine greeting

Kuroo: “good luck kiss please.”

smooch

Kuroo: “also hold my jacket, I need someone to rep my name ya know ;)”

You: :) ??? okay bby :)

He walks away after he makes sure you put on the jacket

Once the match finished, you give him his “congrats kiss” he’s really insistent on all types of kisses that sly mf and excused yourself to the bathroom

He turns to talk to his team while he was in good spirits

Then he heard your friend scoff

Friend 1: “Thank god, I thought y/n would never leave”

Friend 2: “Maybe now that they’re gone we can make our move”

Friend 3: “Pretty sure I can look better in his jacket than they can. Slut”

He went from :) to >:( real fast

He whipped his head around and stomped over. The team slowly followed in confusion

Kuroo: “Who are you calling a slut”

Them: :o :o :o

Kuroo: “I know it’s not the same y/n that’s wearing my jacket. The same one that’s your friend. Man, and I thought you lot were genuine. Y’all are nothing but two-timin bitches and for what? To try and get in my pants? The only one who’s allowed to wear my jacket and get in my pants is y/n. And they’re the most beautiful thing in the world when they do. I love them. And I will never change my mind about that.”

Them: :O :O :O

You: :O

He didn’t realize you were standing there until Kenma rapped his shoulder and pointed at you

You were blushing, and not from hearing you get shit-talked behind your back, but the fact that your bf stood up for you AND confessed his love in front of the entire school

He walks over and pulls you by his jacket, zipping up the zipper all the way

He kisses your forehead

Kuroo: “Let’s go find you some real friends”

....

You: “After I get in your pants”

Him: :O

Akaashi:

Now it’s not that hard to believe that this beautiful creature is swooned over by the entire student population

So when they found out that the infamous Akaashi Keiji finally got cuffed there were many supporters and shippers

And there were a few haters as well

Akaashi supports whoever you are friends with, he trusts your judgement

But he started noticed your friends’ change in behavior ever since you got together

At some point he had had enough, and wanted to get to the bottom of it

So one day he joined your study group with your friends

You all decided to take a quick break, and he offered to accompany you to the vending machine, his plan in action

Akaashi: “You go on ahead, I’m going to use the bathroom real quick. Do you mind getting me a water, my love?”

swoons at the words ‘my love’

You: :D heck yes bby at your service

Once you leave, he creeps up to next to the doorway to eavesdrop

Friend 1: “They have some nerve bringing him today. If it was just Akaashi I wouldn’t mind...”

Friend 2: “Yeah, as if stealing him wasn’t enough. It’s like they’re rubbing it in our face”

Friend 1: “Ugh, what a selfish bitch”

Akaashi: :(

He was sad that he finally found out how they really felt. How could they hate such an angel like you?

You both return with waters, but your friends were still in a bad mood

So once the bickering toward you started, Akaashi got fed up

Akaashi: “You know, I think the two of us will take our leave. And by the way, if you only want me, that’s too bad. I’m the one who asked them out, so wherever I go, they come with me, and vice versa. You two are the most unsupportive people I’ve ever met. I think we’re done from here and on.”

There was a beat of silence. All three of you were like :o at his sudden outburst

He dragged you out, taking you home to finish the study session, where he explained what happened as he made you some tea

You: “Thank you”

Akaashi: “For what?”

“Everything”

“Anything for you, my love”

swoon marry me pls

Bokuto:

He definitely was well-known around the school, being one of the top aces in Japan and all

He was also well-known for being loud

Like. Really loud.

So when you guys got together, everyone definitely knew

How could they not? He loved to show off his baby!

You: *breathes*

Bokuto: My LOVE :D !! My ANGEL :D !! My HONEY BUNCH :D !! (and the other million names he has for you)

But since he had many fans, many of them were not please that he was off the market now

Because he was your bf now, there was a newfound spotlight of popularity on you, and while you were kind of okay with it, it came with a few scheming individuals

These girls in your class were quick to befriend you, and soon you formed a little “study group”

These “study” sessions were 10% actual studying. The other 90% was the three of them trying to pry Bokuto details out ofyou, trying to get you to spill any secrets of dating the ace

You didn’t really notice, it was just nice to have others to confide in

But oh boy

Did your bf notice

Thy always insisted on coming with you whenever Bokuto was involved

Practice? They were there in Nekoma gear

Mini ice cream date? Your friends practically invited themselves

And they wouldn’t even notice you, they were so focused on his every words, trying to get a touch of his flexed muscles

But he noticed how sour they would appear wherever he mentioned you

One night, the team was at the new diner after a match, famished after defeating your opponents

And of course, your friends decided to tag along

So the four of you were in a booth, with you, Bokuto, and your two new friends, who happened to be whispering to each other

Suddenly you got a call from your mom, and quickly excused yourself to take the call outside

What you didn’t know was that you’re new “friends” had devised a plan to try and snatch Bokuto from you

Friend 1: “Good, they’re finally gone”

Bokuto: >:o the fuck

Friend 2: “So, the two of us were wondering if you were doing anything tonight after this”

Bokuto: the fuck x 2 “Yeah, I’m going home with y/n. We’ll probably watch a movie or cuddle or something cute”

Friend 1: “Movie with y/n? Cuddle?? You wouldn’t want to do anything more interesting than that?”

Him: :( ?? “Like what?”

Friend 2: “Well we’re soo much better than they are, you can come home with us. You’ll have so much fun”

Bokuto (the oblivious/lovestruck mf he is): “We’ll watch a movie with y/n? Sounds fun!!”

They shook their head, then each one of the places a hand on his juicy thighs

Friend 1: “Forget about y/n. They’re nothing compare to what we can give you, physically.”

Friend 2: “We could have a threesome if you want. Doesn’t that sounds more appealing than watching a movie with them?”

Bokuto: >:O ah hell no

He jumped out of the booth and stared at them. “How dare you? We’re you only friends with y/n so you can try to get me with you two?! That’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard!! Y/n my angel, my baby, my everything!! I would NEVER leave them, let alone CHEAT on them. And you sure as hell don’t deserve THEM as a friend. I’m so digusted right now I can’t even think straight!!”

He could rant longer, but he feels your hand on his shoulder.

You: “Bo, let’s go home.”

Bokuto: “Yes boss :)”

The rest of the team followed you home, joining in on the movie marathon you two had

Now you have lots of true friends and a great bf

[phantomofthepairofdice]

Double Features 2: Splatter, Splicer, Slander, Slasher

Considering the fact that we’re locked down and most folks aren’t going out much, why not settle in on a weekend with double feature. As part of a series of articles, I’ve decided to suggest some titles that would make for an interesting pair. It’s a time commitment like binging a few episodes of a TV show, and hopefully these double features are linked in interesting enough ways that it has a similar sense of cohesion. They also can be watched on separate occasions, but the lesser the distance between them, the more the similarities show. Do it however you want, really. I’m merely a guy on the internet, and that qualifies me for absolutely nothing! Enjoy at your own risk.

This template is back! I wanted to suggest a few more double features, but this time keep them in a specific genre: horror. I love horror movies, and I realized that I hadn’t really given them their due on this here blog, so I wanted to remedy that by showing a lot of love across a lot of different movies. I’ve put together some international movies, some classics, some that are silly, some that are serious, and even a bonus suggestion hidden in one of these blurbs. So without any more ramble in the preamble, here are four new suggested double features.

Note: The pairs are listed in the order I think best serves them being seen.

Hausu & Evil Dead II:

Hausu aka House (not to be confused with 1985 American horror film of the same name) has sort of transcended cult movie status to become a staple of off-center horror-comedy. Directed by recently deceased Nobuhiko Obayashi, the film shows his roots in advertisements with every shot designed for maximum effect, a (still) cutting edge approach in the edit, and a joyous, playful approach to special effects. It’s a gauzy and dreamy romp about a group of schoolgirls who head to the countryside on vacation. While staying at one of their aunts’ house, the supernatural hauntings begin, and heads start to roll (as well as bite people on the butt). It’s the type of movie where the main cast of characters are named Gorgeous, Kung Fu, Melody, Prof, Mac, Sweet, and Fantasy and they each have corresponding character traits. I was lucky enough to catch this at a rep screening at the Museum of Fine Arts a few years ago (further proof that this has gone beyond the cult curio status), and this is absolutely a movie that benefits from having a crowd cheer and laugh along - but it’s fairly easy to find and still has lots of pleasures to be enjoyed on solo watch. I’m pretty much willing to guarantee that if you enjoy it on first watch, you’ll want to share it with others. Now, where does one start when talking about Evil Dead II? Sam Raimi is rightfully as well known for his start in the hair-brained splatter genre fare as he is for his genre-defining Spider-man films. The influence of the Evil Dead movies is nearly unquantifiable, apparent in the work of directors like Edgar Wright, Peter Jackson, Quentin Tarantino, and the Korean New Wave filmmakers like Bong Joon-ho and Park Chan-wook. There’s a reason that the second film of his Evil Dead odyssey is the one that people hold in highest esteem, though. There is an overwhelming gleeful creativity, anything goes, Looney Tunes approach to it that makes the blood geysers, laughing moose heads, and chainsaw hands extend beyond gore and shock into pleasure. It’s been noted over and over by critics and Raimi himself that the Three Stooges are probably the biggest influence on the film, and by golly, it shows. Evil Dead II and Hausu are pure in a way that few other movies can be. Both of these movies are an absolute delight of knowing camp, innovative special effects, and a general attitude of excitement from the filmmakers permeating through every frame. They’re a total blast and, in my mind, stand as the standard-bearers for horror-comedy and haunted house movies.

Total Runtime: 88 minutes + 84 minutes = 172 minutes aka 2 hours and 52 minutes

The Thing (1982) & The Fly (1986):

Feel free to roll your eyes as I explain the plots of two very famous movies. The Thing is John Carpenter’s body horror reimagining of Howard Hawks’ The Thing from Another World and the story that was adapted from, “Who Goes There?” by John W. Campbell Jr. The film is centered around a group of men in an arctic outpost who welcome in a cosmic force of shape-shifting annihilation. What ensues is a terrifically scary, nihilistic, paranoid attempt to find who isn’t who they say they are before everyone is replaced with the alien’s version of them. The film is a masterpiece of tone in no small part due to Dean Cundey’s photography and Ennio Morricone’s uncharacteristically restrained score. The real showstopper here, though, is the creature effects designed by Rob Bottin with an assist from Stan Winston – two titans of their industry. There may not be a more mind-blowing practical effects sequence in all of movies than Norris’ defibrillation – which I won’t dare spoil for anyone who hasn’t seen it. The story is so much about human nature and behaviors, that it’s good news that the cast is all top-notch – anchored by Kurt Russell, Keith David, and Wilford Brimley. While The Thing is shocking and certainly not for anyone opposed to viscera, David Cronenberg’s The Fly is the best example of a movie not to watch while eating. Quite frankly, it’s got some of the most disgusting things I’ve ever seen on film. Chris Walas and Stephen Dupuis’ makeup effects are shocking, but the terror is amplified because this builds such a strong foundation of romance in its opening stretch between Jeff Goldblum and Geena Davis in what might be their career-best work. The story is simple: a scientist creates a teleportation device that he tries out himself, but unknowingly does so with a fly in the chamber with him. When he reatomizes on the other end, his DNA has been integrated with the fly. Slowly his body begins to deteriorate, and he transforms into a human-fly hybrid. While this is first and foremost a science-fiction horror film, it’s truly one of the most potent love stories at its center. The tragedy is that the love, like the flesh, is mutated and disintegrated by the hubris of Goldblum’s Seth Brundle. Here are two remakes that – clutch your pearls – outdo the original. They both serve as great examples of what a great artist can bring by reinterpreting the source material to tell their version of that story. The critical respect for Carpenter and Cronenberg is undeniable now, but both of these movies make the case that there are real artists working with allegory and stunning craft in less respected genre fare. It doesn’t take a lot of effort to transpose the thematic weight of the then-new AIDS crisis onto both films, but they both have a hefty anti-authority streak running through them in a time where American Exceptionalism was at an all-time high. If you want to get a real roll going, fire up the ’78 Invasion of the Body Snatchers first to get a triple dose of auteur remakes that reflect the social anxieties of the time and chart from generalized anxiety to individualistic dread to romantic fatalism.

Total Runtime: 109 minutes + 96 minutes = 205 minutes aka 3 hours and 25 minutes

Theatre of Blood & The Abominable Dr. Phibes

That old Klingon proverb that Khan tells Kirk about revenge being a dish best served cold is challenged by these two Vincent Price tales of the macabre. They posit that revenge is best served in extremely convoluted and thematically appropriate predecessors to the Saw franchise. Where Saw trades in shock and extremity, though, these classic horror tales offer an air of panache and self-satisfied literacy. In Theatre of Blood, Price plays a disgraced and thought-dead stage actor who gets revenge on the critics who gave him negative reviews with Shakespeare-themed murder. There’s good fun in seeing how inventive the vengeful killings are (and in some cases how far the writers bend over backwards to explain and make sense of them). It’s a little rumpled and ragged in moments, but Price is, of course, a tremendous pleasure to see in action as he chews through the Shakespeare monologues. Imagine the Queen’s corgis with a chainsaw and you’re on track. Phibes came first and, frankly, is the better of the two. The story is about a musician who seeks to kill the doctors who he believes were responsible for his wife’s death during a botched surgery. The elaborate angle he takes here is to inflict the ten plagues from the Old Testament. I hesitate to use a word that will probably make me come across as an over-eager schmuck, but it really feels best described as phantasmagorical. It’s got this bright, art deco, pop art sensibility to it that’s intoxicating. It also has a terrifically dark sense of drollery - it knows that you can see the strings on the bat as it flies toward the camera. Aesthetically, it feels adjacent to the ’66 Batman show. The music is great and the indelible image of his tinker toy robot band, The Clockwork Wizards, is a personal obsession of mine. Both Theatre of Blood and The Abominable Dr. Phibes feature great supporting turns from Diana Rigg and Joseph Cotton, respectively. Settle in for a devilishly good time and enjoy one of cinema’s greatest vicarious pleasures: getting back at those of criticized or hurt you.

Total Runtime: 104 minutes + 94 minutes = 198 minutes aka 3 hours and 18 minutes

Blood and Black Lace  & The Bird with the Crystal Plumage

The final pairing comes from beyond American borders and, to some, beyond the borders of good taste. Mario Bava and Dario Argento are likely the two biggest names in Italian horror, and that’s for very good reason. Bava, who started as a cinematographer, has made loads of movies (even the film which gave Ozzy Osbourne and crew the name their band name) that have tremendous visuals and terrific sense of mood. Argento, probably most famous now for Suspiria, emerged onto the Italian film scene a handful of years later and picked up that baton from Bava to crystallize the dreamy logic puzzles cloaked in hyper-saturated colors. These two films are regarded as quintessential in the giallo genre – named for the yellow covers of the pulp crime fictions that inspired them. As someone who loves the flair that can be applied to make a slasher film stand out amongst their formulaic brethren, I found that the giallo made for a smooth transition into international horror. Blood and Black Lace is a murder mystery that’s as tawdry and titillating as its title suggests. Set in an insular world of a fashion house in Rome, models are being murdered. The plot feels like a necessity in order to create a delivery system for the stunning set pieces that revolve around a secret diary. Bava puts sex right next to violence and cranks up the saturation to create something thrillingly lurid. Six years later, Argento made his first film which has often been credited for popularizing the giallo genre and already is playing around with some of his pet themes like voyeurism and reinterpretation. Built around an early set piece (that stacks up as one of the best in thrillers) in which a man is trapped but witnesses a murder, the film sees said man trying to find the piece of evidence that will make the traumatic killing make sense. Like Bava, it blends sex and violence with tons of flair, including a score by the aforementioned Ennio Morricone. The film is absolutely on a continuum between Hitchcock and De Palma. If you’re looking for a pair of exciting horror/thrillers, or even an entry point to foreign genre cinema, this is an accessible and enjoyable place to start.

88 minutes + 96 minutes = 184 minutes aka 3 hours and 4 minutes

Well, there you have it. Eight movies, and hours of entertainment curated by some guy with no real qualifications. If you’re interested in some more suggestions (in horror and other genres), stay tuned for the next entry in this Double Features series. And if you’re looking for a way to watch these movies, I highly recommend the app/website JustWatch where you can search a title and see where it’s available for streaming or rental. Happy viewing.

Thanks for reading.

[cuddlyscribe]

5stars-log asked: So, since we’re talking about MCU crossovers, have you ever seen Goose in Cap Marvel, like the cat? What if one of the kids adopts something like him and next time, while looking for a relic, the kids takes the cat along. And then the cat just eats the relic when the bots and cons are fighting over it. Tfp Optimus, Arcee, Megs, Stars, KO and Sounds reaction?

[recognize these headcanons? this is a repost from my old blog ‘ohscraptfphcs!’ You will see this disclaimer above all of the content i have moved from my previous blogs.]

Optimus: Honestly he’s never seen anything like it before. In all his time as Primse traveling the galaxy, he has really never, ever seen it. He’s baffled and quite terrified of the thing, but he’s glad it likes the humans so it won’t eat him next. When they return back to base, Optimus tries to figure out a way to get the relic back out from the cat-thing, and luckily it complies with the human and coughs it back up. He chooses not to question it later on.

Arcee: Just, has no words. In the midst of a big battle between bots and cons, the cat expands its mouth and just devours the whole relic. It runs back to its owner, and Arcee is so glad it’s on their side and not the cons. Getting back to base, Arcee is not going to touch it no matter how much money you pay her. And from that day onward, she doesn’t want anything to do with him and will run ice cold whenever he rubs up against her peds.

Megatron: Amazed and already has an evil plan set in place. He’s glad for having humans on board for the cat to be friends with, otherwise he may not be able to control its obviously untapped power. He’ll try to train the cat, but it doesn’t like him very much and hisses at him. And though no one dares to say anything, Megs jumps back in a bit of fight. C’mon, no one would wanna be eaten by that thing!

Starscream: Screaming and running away so fast you don’t even see him leave. Unless he’s literally being held down by Megatron, Starscream is outie before you could say ‘scrap.’ However, when the cat returns back to the Nemesis with the relic supposedly in its stomach, he immediately says he will not be the one to extract it from the creature. He kindly volunteers Knockout to do the surgery, but luckily for everyone, the cat just throws it up without any prodding.

Knockout: Does not wanna do that surgery, and would rather deal with scraplets if he had to. He’s done plenty of sketchy surgeries before, some of them on less-than-safe animals, but this?! I mean, did you see it? It had, like, tentacle things!! He’ll hide behind the nearest Vehicon and beg Megatron to not make him do it. The relic can’t be that valuable, right?!

Soundwave: Calm and collected, as per usual. He’s definitely taken aback by it, and slightly disgusted, but he just straight up grabs the cat and flies off back to the Nemesis, where he fills in Megatron on the details. He’s willing to cut the thing open if he has to to get it, but lucky for everyone, the cat gives it up willingly.

[ramblings-of-a-mad-cat]

the Laika story is pissing me off too, how could people be so heartless? she was a helpless little dog, she looks so happy in the photos too. they completely betrayed her, they even said they knew she wasn’t going to live through the mission, no plans had been made to even bring her home. i hope the guilt of what they did to her stayed with those who were involved and haunted them for the rest of their lives. and the fact that she wasn’t the only animal sent to space is truly disgusting.

I want to understand what the damn purpose was. What was the reason. Like there is no reason that could begin to justify it but I want to know the thought process. Let’s just kill this dog...for fun? Send her into space for the lulz? You know, not for nothing, but a lot of serial killers start their careers with smaller animals before moving onto humans. Just sayin. I’ve always been considered weird among people I know for being as dedicated to animals as I am, but is it really extreme dedication to just consider them as...y’know, living things? Not lesser than humans? Like how arrogant is that on our part as a species to think we’re the only “sentient” ones? I bet if it was a human they were sending into space, they would never have done it or gotten away with it. Working with animals doesn’t give you a license to be careless, callous, or cruel. It’s not an “easy mode” it’s the opposite. Literally, it is the opposite because you still have the basic, bare minimum obligation to treat other living things with respect. It’s just more difficult because with other animals, there’s a language barrier. I have so much respect for veterinarians. Studying medicine is already difficult enough, but they have to learn several different anatomies and always work with patients that they cannot directly communicate with. I’ve gotten off on a bit of a tangent but the point is that...this was murder. I don’t care if it isn’t “legally” murder when it’s not a human...it was a premeditated plan to place a living creature in a situation that would kill her. They knew this would happen and they did it anyway. Far as I can tell, they stood nothing to gain from doing it either. How is that not murder? And with little to no motivation, how is that not evil?

This has gotten heavy. Let’s lighten the mood. Have I ever talked on this blog about how we get raccoons on our back porch? Because we do, and they’re such sweeties. Seriously, they get such a bad reputation and it’s not fair. We put out food for them and they literally just lounge about. It’s so damn adorable, look at these guys:

[ranibell]

Disney Fairies Shipping Rant

(Warning: unpopular opinions ahead. You may disagree, but I’ll defend my opinions! I don’t mean offense to any of the people who like certain pairings in this series--what you like isn’t a reflection of you as a person, or your intelligence or heart, it’s that simple--I just have a hard time understanding why it is some of these are as popular as they are.)

I marked 4 “NOTPs” on that shipping meme, and...let’s talk about it, I guess!

I’ll start simple. Tink/Bobble:

This was particularly big back in the day with the first couple of TB movies before the majority latched onto Tink/Vidia. I never really “got it” but for the most part I wouldn’t have ever had reason to dislike them as a ship if it hadn’t been for the shippers themselves...

I liked Terence as a character, as well as his relationship with Tink, and the Bobble/Tink fans were very vocal about disparaging Terence in favor of Bobble, when that’s really unnecessary. It’s possible to like an underrated character without the need to bash a popular one just because you’re personally not interested in them.

I basically won’t go into it any more than I have in the past--after I did a two-part video reading of comments on this one Tink/Bobble fan art piece, I wrote up my feelings here and it still stands up. Basically the sight of the ship leaves a bad taste in my mouth not because of the characters involved themselves, but by the attitude the ship seemed to be entirely based on.

The only thing I would add is that I ship Bobble/Clank and to me, they’re as good as an old married couple that just wasn’t confirmed because it’s Disney :(

Clarion/Milori:

What can I even say? I’ve ranted extensively on my old blog, but to rehash, here’s the deal: There was no reason Milori’s character needed to be invented in the first place. The major plot holes and inconsistencies in The Secret of the Wings seemed to have prompted his becoming a character, but I think more importantly it was for the cliche, forced “forbidden romance” sub-plot between him and Clarion.

They didn’t need to replace the female Minister of Winter from her position to bring in this Lord of Winter, his role and existence wasn’t properly set up, and his backstory + relationship with Queen Clarion wasn’t developed at all, they just relied on the fact that having a tragically star-crossed love interest who’s attractive is enough for people to accept at face value.

And they were right, I guess... 🙄

So again, for me it’s not that the pairing of these two characters in inherently a bad thing, but it has never tracked for me that such an underdeveloped, boring pairing is one of the most popular in the fanbase, like most people just accepted it because it was canon and I’m like “we’re allowed to....NOT ship canon pairings, if they add nothing to the characters and story...you don’t have to just accept it”

Zarina/James:

This is another one that is a majorly popular ship in the fanbase, and to me it’s similar to shipping Anna with Hans, but possibly even worse. He manipulated her and tried to get away with murdering her. In James’ case, he emotionally/psychologically manipulated Zarina for A YEAR before betraying her and then tossing her into the sea to die.

There are a lot of people who think Hans should be able to have a redemption plotline, and I’ll make no comment about that, but the big difference between him and James is that we KNOW Hook will never be redeemed. We know he has never and will never feel remorse about his actions or treatment of Z.

He goes on to become the most fearsome pirate of all time, murdering without second thought--and still goes on to manipulate Tink and capture her in a lantern, because, I quote, “a jealous female can be tricked into anything.” His line in TPF mirrors this attitude (“Fairies are such gullible creatures”) so like....he is and will always be a misogynist who never held respect for Z or Tink or any fairy/female.

Also, The Pirate Fairy was as poorly written as SotW if not more so, and Z herself wasn’t a well-developed character, so I should say “to each their own” for anyone who wanted to believe there was chemistry between Z + James and ship them, but it’s gross and disgusting and wrong. (no offense)

Tink/Vidia:

Back to something much less sinful, but even more heretical within this fanbase. Vidia is one of THE most popular fairies from the movies, and Tink/Vidia is one of the most popular ships. That’s fine. My stance happens to be different, because I guess I don’t view things the exact same way.

Vidia was cruel to Tink at first--and she’s nowhere near as bad as James; she’d never seriously want to hurt/kill somebody. But even after she is redeemed from her antagonist position....she’s honestly still pretty b*tchy to her so-called “friends.” I won’t be forgetting the scene in Legend of the Neverbeast anytime soon when Gruff sneezes/gets snot on them, Rosetta says “ew, my mouth was open!” and Vidia replies “It’s always open.” Like, there’s just no need for that, ever, it’s mean-spirited and didn’t need to be said, it didn’t help anything.

People seem to love sarcastic characters with a secret heart of gold, but I just can’t dig the way Vidia is treated like this amazing character just because she didn’t turn out to be genuinely evil, no matter how her attitude stayed. In the books, her character is more interesting to me--and she’s portrayed as a mean person, but also she knows it and the narrative doesn’t treat her like one of the girls who, oh, it’s just okay that she treats her friends poorly!

So yeah, Tink/Vidia never sat right with me. Also, within the books, they actually hate each other, not even like a sassy frenemy relationship, they can’t stand each other. Tink does NOT have a lot of patience--she would never stand for Vidia’s nasty attitude and just not call her out on it every time. They would never work in a relationship.

So, the reason people will hate me for having this opinion is because many seem to embrace Vidia as this lesbian icon (like those posts about how if she was your favorite fairy growing up, you’re gay) and Tink/Vidia as this natural pairing to come from their interaction in the movies. Lots of people automatically ship it, and I can see the distaste toward Tink/Terence as if it’s the boring, straight ship with no merit besides being basically canon.

Nobody has to ship Tink/Terence if it’s not their thing--I happen to like them, but they objectively have a LOT of development throughout the books, films and other media. More so than any of the canon ships like Clarion/Milori which people ATE UP even though they had NO development. If you ship Clarion/Milori and think Tink/Terence is boring, ya basic and hypocritical, but I digress.

What I mean to say is that if you’re not into Tink/Terence or basic, overhyped “straight” ships in general, your other option is not immediately Tink/Vidia. I’m bisexual myself, so it’s not like I’m anti-Vidibell because of homophobia or something. I really enjoy and appreciate f/f and m/m ships as well, and there are so many amazing fairies to ship Tink with who would have a more healthy and beautiful dynamic--which I think...good representation is better? Just me??

Tink had a lot of chemistry with Silvermist, in fact, someone who is genuinely kind and caring for Tink and vice versa. Tink/Sil is probably the most beautiful and natural pairing in the whole movie series, and it’s like no one has ever even CONSIDERED it because it’s so much more entertaining to have an enemies-to-lovers dynamic with the fairy who was mean to Tink, rather than the one who objectively cared the MOST.

Also, Tink and Zarina--they had a helluva dynamic in TPF. Stay hydrated with a drinking water game every time there’s a potential moment to read into wrt shipping them in that film. But then people want to ship Zarina with a man who tried to kill her instead.

So that’s the thing--I’m not mad at Tink/Bobble and Tink/Vidia because they go against Tink/Terence, but because of the attitude about it when arguably there are way better options than the ones people promote and those ones get entirely ignored and overlooked. It just grinds my gears. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

If you ship these pairing, I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings by calling them out like they’re these awful things--tbh the only one of these that I genuinely think is entirely and inherently bad in concept, is James/Z and I have no remorse if I offend anyone who ships that. Unfollow me, nasty.

To explain that in practice: if a picture of Clarion/Milori, Tink/Vidia or Tink/Bobble is cute, I’m still gonna reblog it and even tag it for those who enjoy the ships, because it doesn’t hurt me or anyone even if it’s not my taste. If J/Z is ever even implied I’m blocking people XD

[thesunnyshow]

Name: Juliet

Writing Blog URL(s): @wonderlustlucas

Nationality: American

Languages: English, beginner level French, teeny tiny bit of Korean

Star Sign: Virgo

MBTI: ISFJ-T

Favorite color: Pastel yellow

Favorite food: My mom’s Sunday gravy

Favorite movie: Howl’s Moving Castle (The Lion King is a close second though)

Favorite ice cream flavor: Specifically Turkey Hill’s Double Dunker (get it— it’s so good)

Favorite animal: Humpback whale

Go-to karaoke song: She’s Kinda Hot by 5 Seconds of Summer

Dream job (whether you have a job or not): Neurosurgeon! Or a Twitch streamer HAHA

Coffee or tea? What are you ordering?  Ahhh probably coffee, I love tea but I need my coffee </3

If you could have one superpower, what would you choose? Shapeshifting! Clearly the superior superpower I don’t take constructive criticism.

If you could visit a historical era, which would you choose? This is weirdly specific, but I would love to be in Scotland during the 1700’s. Alternatively, the 1980’s.

If you could restart your life, knowing what you do now, would you? 100%. I know everything happens for a reason but getting a redo and being able to fix all the big mistakes I made would be pretty nice.

Would you rather fight 100 chicken-sized horses or one horse-sized chicken? One horse-sized chicken! 100 tiny horses would be crazy tiring.

If you were a trope in a teen high school movie, what would you have been? I would probably be the gay side character that gives good emotional advice but is hella lonely LMAO

Do you believe in aliens/supernatural creatures? Yes, both!

What are some small things that make your day better? Driving with the windows down and music blasting, picking up coffee, playing video games, & talking to my internet friends on Discord.

Fun fact about yourself that not everyone would know? I discovered my love for writing through Warrior Cats roleplay😭

What fandom(s) do you write for? Right now, only Kpop, but I wouldn’t mind writing for 5SOS or some of my other fandoms!

When did you post your first piece? On WattPad, December 2015. On Tumblr, April 2018 :)

Do you write fluff/angst/crack/general/smut, combo, etc? Why? I write everything! Fluff/smut/crack is my favorite and slight angst (usually just slow burn though cus I’m soft).

Do you write OCs, X Readers, Ships...etc? Again, I write anything and everything! Currently, second or third person reader inserts are my main style, but I also do ships and would love to write more OCs.

Why did you decide to write for Tumblr? Before Tumblr, I was on WattPad for different fandoms but eventually fell off. Then, when I got into Kpop in 2017, I found that urge to write again and decided to move to Tumblr since WattPad was becoming… weird. Plus Tumblr was a better fit for me!

What inspires you to write? To be completely honest, it’s the little things throughout the day that inspire me. For example, “Honey” was inspired by me not being able to open my locker in high school. “I Hemoglobin You” was based off my friend giving me a head rub while I was donating blood. Kpop idols just so happen to be my muses that I like to put into random moments of inspiration!

What genres/AUs do you enjoy writing the most? High school or college AUs are my favorite, along with some good ol’ friends to lovers slow burn. Angst isn’t my forte so I usually just stick to fluff, smut, and some crack. I haven’t written any but fantasy AUs are some of my favorites too! (RIP to my League of Legends AU that I started and haven’t touched in months.)

What do you hope your readers take away from your work? Just like other fanfiction authors inspire me, I hope some of my work inspires others. Considering fanfiction is free, there is so much out there to read and when I find a good story that inspires ME to write better, I’d love for my writing to do the same.

What do you do when you hit a rough spot creatively? 3 options: 1) Skip that scene and jump ahead to one I’m excited to write; 2) Erase what part I’m on and completely redo it; or 3) Drop it. The majority of my works usually take a few months to write as I will completely stop working on it until I find the right inspiration again. 

What is your favorite work and why? Your most successful? “Four” is definitely my favorite work. It’s one of my longer pieces and there was a lot of raw emotion in there on my end. I love the relationship between Hyunjin and the reader and especially love the ending. “Greatest Gift” for Chanyeol is my most successful, and one of my other favorites!

Who is your favorite person to write about? Easily Hwang Hyunjin. It’s so easy to place him in any of my works, and sometimes it’s a struggle to NOT write him. It sounds stupid but sometimes I really feel like I “know” him so being able to describe him physically and mentally is easy for me.

Do you think there’s a difference between writing fanfiction vs. completely original prose? Yes and no. Yes, because most of the time, fanfiction is totally original as well and requires just as much thought as a 400,000 word novel. No, because fanfiction uses a specific person as a muse.

What do you think makes a good story? Detail and realistic dialogue! Of course, everyone has their own style of writing, but detail is especially important to me. Sure, you can have a great plot, but having concise, detailed writing to get immersed into makes a story so much better. I also find realistic dialogue to be a big deal— I hate when teenage characters are speaking in deep analogies because, if we’re being honest, my daily language is 95% just “Bruh.” If you’re like me, I’d actually prefer realistic dialogue over anything else.

What is your writing process like? Process… yikes. Sometimes… I have a random thought and then I’m like… hell yeah let’s write that. I actually have no process. I don’t outline, I just start writing and keep writing until I’m finished. Then I’ll read it all over to make edits, then I’ll use the Read Aloud feature to catch any mistakes I missed, then I’ll run it through Grammarly before posting!

Would you ever repurpose a fic into a completely original story? Hm, maybe? In the future, possibly, but as of right now I wouldn’t use any of my fics to do so.

What tropes do you love, and what tropes can’t you stand? Oh, gosh, tropes. Gotta love them. Friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, stuck together (AKA forced to share a bed), and fake relationships are my favorites. They may be corny, but I also love truth or dare or 7 minutes in heaven games in fics cus… they’re just classics. Also love fics with a popular x shy pairing. I can’t say I dislike many tropes, but I definitely have a love/hate relationship with vampire and werewolf tropes because of how romanticized they are.

How much would you say audience feedback/engagement means to you? Hm, to be completely honest, only a little bit? I mainly write for myself, it’s like a guilty pleasure to just get all my thoughts and desires out, and then I just so happen to make it public on Tumblr. Nevertheless, receiving comments and asks actually make my day, and sometimes I still struggle to wrap my mind around people enjoying my writing! So, thank you to everyone who has ever left me a kind message, I truly appreciate it ♥

What has been one of the biggest factors of your success (of any size)? Getting involved! I think one of the best ways to grow is to join networks, which not only gives you the opportunity to share your work on a greater scale, but also allows you to make connections. Like real life, making connections and making friendships with other writers can play a huge role in growing as a writer and growing your account.

Do you think fanfic writers get unfairly judged? Yes :( As someone who’s involved with other fandoms, I’ve heard the way some people think of fanfiction and it’s really sad. People do not know how much goes into writing and just see it as cringey and disgusting when it’s just… not.

Do you think art can be a medium for change? Yes! In all its forms, art is something a creator can use to influence their audience (in a good way, hopefully).

Do you ever feel there are times when you’re writing for others, rather than yourself? Like I said in #40, I mainly write for myself. Even when I’m writing a request, chances are if I like the request enough I’m going to create a story out of it that fits my personal desires the most.

Do you ever feel like people have misunderstood you or your writing at times?  No! However, I’d still consider myself a small account and do not have TOO many works posted. But so far, I don’t think I’ve faced this problem :)

Do your offline friends/loved ones know you write for Tumblr? Only a few! My best friend Maggie is on Tumblr with me and only 2 of my other pals know I write fanfiction.

What is one thing you wish you could tell your followers? How much I love each and every one of them for supporting me and sticking around even when I won’t post for months🥺❤️

Do you have any advice for aspiring writers who might be too scared to put themselves out there? Don’t psych yourself out! In the time I’ve spent on Tumblr, I’ve never received any substantial hate. My main advice is don’t write fanfiction to get popular on the app, write fanfiction because you love to write and love your muses!

Are there any times when you regret joining Tumblr? No, as much as Tumblr can be annoying at times, I love the people I’ve met and the content I’ve found and wouldn’t have wanted to use any other platform.

Do you have any mutuals who have been particularly formative/supportive in your Tumblr journey? @pinktea99 — Mo, you’ve been around since the beginning honestly, and without you I wouldn’t have been able to come out of my shell! Thank you for all your love & support & for being my SF9 buddy❤️

Pick a quote to end your interview with: 

“Like mate, stop procrastinating.” — 3RACHA

BONUS ROUND: K-POP CONFIDENTIAL 

[taramaclaywasaterf]

with all due respect... it's perplexing how much you like spike while being a terf (affectionate). spike, the character whose motivation is to dominate and violate the metaphor for female power (slayers), who turns buffy herself into a hollow shell, who is consistently a perpetrator of sexual harassment and violence, towards women who reject him....

Sorry for the late response, I saw this ask right when you sent it but I’ve been scouring my blog because I know for a fact I answered a similar question about Spuffy before, but tumblr is such a piece of shit website I literally cannot find it anywhere even though I know I fucking tagged it!! Ugh I hate this hellsite.

Anyway, trust me babe I know Spuffy is trash lol. I hate that I love this garbage ship so much, I really do. Part of it is that I was like a tiny fetus when I first watched the show so I didn’t actually realize how terrible Spike was, but now I’m like a decade and a half into shipping these two characters so I’m too invested to stop now...like, I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to- it’s ingrained into my psyche lol. I literally made my father buy me a leather duster from Goodwill when I was in middle school so that I could look like Spike, because I wanted to be as cool as him so badly. There’s no coming back from that lmao

Another big factor is that this show is, what, 20 years old now? It’s not like it’s currently on the air, still making new ones. If it were a new show airing right now, there’s no way I could stomach it, let alone support it. But this was the late 90s/early 2000s. It’s already happened. And as long as we‘re able to recognize *why* the shit that happened in the show was disgusting and wrong, and maintain self awareness and perspective, I honestly don’t see an issue with having one ~problematic~ (ugh sorry I hate that word lol) ship. As long as it’s not, like, literal pedophilia or anything, obviously, because fuck that shit.

Onto more character stuff, I’m gonna sound real cheesy and cliche for a second here, but...well, Spike didn’t have a soul. Everything he did, he did as a literal soulless demon. Angel was off nailing puppies to trees, murdering children, and torturing Dru while he was unsouled. Of course Spike is gonna be a piece of shit. He’s a demon. But despite that- despite his lack of a soul- he was still able to somehow, in his own way, love Buffy and Dru. That shit hits me in the heart every time I think about it. Here’s this guy- a man who wrote poetry and wanted nothing more than for his mother to be happy and for the girl he loves to love him back- who is suddenly torn from his life of being the butt of every joke, with his soul ripped from his body and a demon put in its place. And yet, he still just wants love. To be accepted. Becoming a vampire is supposed to heighten everything you were as a human being. Well, as a human, William was gentle, and kind, and desperate to be loved. But vampires are supposed to be evil. And bad. And remorseless. I said this in the other post I mentioned, but basically, everything Spike *is*, is a reaction to who William was. It’s like two opposing magnets trying to come together inside him constantly. And then he finds Buffy. A woman who not only appeases the demon inside him by treating him like a villain, but also- because of the fact that she’s so kind, so pure, such a light, she brings out William, the scared, lonely human man inside of Spike from all those years ago.

That’s fucking heartbreaking, dude.

Would any man in real life get this type of sympathy from me? Hell no, of course not. But this is a TV show. And we’re talking about magical creatures here. In real life, men aren’t hijacked by literal demons that make them abuse women. They do that shit all on their own. And when it comes to vampires, and Angel and Spike specifically, you as a viewer and Buffy herself can know for a fact that they changed once they’ve gotten their souls (or, in Angel’s case, gotten his soul *back.*) In real life, sure, men can go to jail for murder or rape, but it’s not like they’re gonna come out a different person. They’re still the same person who raped or murdered someone. When it comes to vampires, they’re literally just the same *body.* They’ve got a soul now. They’re no longer controlled by a demon possessing them.

That said, when it comes to Seeing Red...that shit was just straight up bad writing lol. Like, I’m not using that as an excuse or a cop out, I actually really mean it. The writers knew they wanted Spike to get a soul, they wanted to force some conflict, they wanted to drive a wedge between him and Buffy, iirc Joss was off writing Firefly and stopped giving a shit about BTVS, so the writers did...that. I’m forever annoyed and angry at them for it- not just for Spuffy but for Tara as well. It’s like they sat down and said “ok everyone, how can we best destroy our own show in the matter of 10 minutes?” then did it.

Lastly, they’re fucking cute together. Like, c’mon. You cannot tell me “I can be alone with you here” isn’t one of the most unintentionally romantic things anyone has ever said. “Every night I save you”? Fuck, it kills me. “If my heart could beat it would break my chest” stop that’s too fucking painful to think about. “You have to go on living, so one of us is living” nooooo my fucking heart “I love you” “No you don’t, but thanks for saying it”? Jfc that shit makes me fucking sob like a baby every time I watch it.

Basically, to sum up: I know it’s trash. But it’s an old ass show, and he didn’t have a soul, and we can indulge ourselves in some bad shit every once in awhile as long as we know why it’s bad.

[the-gedonelune-times]

Update and more.

This is just one of those things where I feel like I should be updating more on my blog, but I just haven’t been able to. Since this whole pandemic, I just haven’t been feeling motivated to do anything. I’ve tried sitting down and writing and while I do have some more fics in the works, I have yet to complete them. I honestly don’t know when they’ll be done because I also don’t know where I want to go with them. I plan to still do some incorrect quotes and memes from time to time to lighten up the mood amidst all this stuff going on in the world.

I have another series in the works, a crossover, which has taken some of the remnants of whatever motivation I had left, but honestly? I’m not sure if it’s even worth continuing on. That’s why I’m going to be putting down some raw drafting scenes that have been swirling in my head. I’d love some feedback and see if this crossover series can go anywhere, because if not, then I’d like to just focus on the other fics I have planned. 

I know it’s a lot to ask from you guys, but your feedback honestly means the world to me.💙

(Awakening)

Heavy eyes gently fluttered while a weak body stirred on the ground of some ancient ruins. Only a few streams of lights that poured through the cracks pierced through the eerie darkness. The person in question on the floor was beginning to wake from a stasis from an unknown origin. Darkness came into view when they finally awoke and after a few more blinks and pained movement, the figure was now sitting upright on the rubble that they had just been sleeping on. Their eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness which enveloped them. Curiosity got the better of them and just as they tried to get up and take their first step within the ruins, they fell. 

They were far too weak to even walk on their own, their only choice was to crawl over to what looked like remnants of some grand staircase and hoist themself up to their feet. Wobbly at first, they manage to stand on their own and after some mental preparation, they began slowly walking towards the small streams of light. Not knowing where to go and where they even were, they relied on their instincts, pushing forward through the darkness. A few steps later and a bright light in the form of a crystal manifested before them. 

 One look was all it took for a shaky hand to reach out and touch the crystal that showed a glimmer of hope within. With a bright light, the world began to spin until a new scenery appeared. They only got a glimpse of it, but the outside world looked gorgeous and untamed.

(Untamed)

“My name? Don’t you think you should tell me yours since you’re the outsider here? How do I know that you’re not one of those people from the Order in Luxerion?”

“My name is Liz Hart and what do you mean by the Order and what’s Luxerion?”

“S-Seriously? Did you hit your head and lose your memory? Everyone here knows about Luxerion.”

“I’m sorry. I really don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t even remember coming here, in fact I don’t even know where I was when I woke up.”

“Woke...up?”

“Yes, it felt like I had been asleep for ages, I couldn’t even walk when I first got up, it was as if I had to teach myself the basic of functions.”

“No way...no way! You’re here then! I knew I wasn’t crazy!” The young woman’s index finger was now being pointed at Liz as if putting her on the spot.

“W-What are you talking about?”

“You’re the one who’s going to rewrite time and save us from the hell that came with the Great Destruction.”

“Great Destruction, what are you -”

“Let’s not talk here.” The young woman interjected. “I’ll take you back to the village and explain things to you there.”

“Huh? Why?”

“You can never be to careful here in the Wildlands, the people are just as untamed and dangerous as those creatures from the pool of chaos. We need to discuss things with people I *know* we can trust.”

“I see…”

“Oh by the way, the name’s Nadia. I didn’t get to properly introduce myself, but I guess it’s better late than never.” Nadia smiled while extending her hand to Liz. “Hop on.”

“We’re going on *that*?!”

“Well duh, traveling by Chocobo is easier and way faster than walking. Not to mention it’s going to be evening soon and that’s when some of the really gnarly monsters come out to play.”

With a small gulp, Liz hesitantly held out her hand, with a strong pull, she was lifted off the ground and was now sitting on the back of the Chocobo. Her fingers gripped Nadia’s shoulder and a scream spilled from her lips as they took off. The wind whipped her hair around wildly while smoke from a village was in sight, answers were about to be revealed which would hopefully fill the hole of uncertainty that rested in her heart.

(The bandit boss)

“Yeah, we’re bandits, but the true evil are the one’s who are part of the Order. A bunch of loonies that bunch is.”

“This is the second time someone has told me that.”

“Oh?”

“A woman by the name of Nadia, she called herself a guardian of the Wildlands and was the leader of one of the villages.”

A smile curved on Persephone’s face. “I can’t believe she’s still alive, I guess her recklessness has made her too stubborn to die.” Persephone laughed. “But she’s not wrong.”

“So then what’s the deal with Luxerion?”

“Luxerion is full of shit, that’s what it is. It’s called the ‘City of Light’ but that statement isn’t true at all. Some lights cast the darkest shadows and Luxerion’s shadows have swallowed up all the civilians into thinking their beloved town is some kind of utopia. The disaster that took place was basically the breeding ground for the evil that lurks in Luxerion. When the Ministry collapsed, people knew they had to have new leadership, unfortunately for them, some group of bastards came in and now has those poor souls by the string like a puppet.” Persephone huffed, clearly disgusted. “That’s why I don’t associate with them and neither should you. If you dive too deep into those shadows, there’s no hope of coming back.”

“But Nadia…” Liz paused. “Nadia said that I had to break through the source of the darkness. It sounds like Luxerion is the source.”

“Right...because you’re the Goddess of Time who’s finally awoken from her slumber. I suppose if anyone has a chance against the Order, it would be you. Still, I wouldn’t go rushing into something you’re not ready to handle.”

“You don’t think I can handle it?” Liz asked.

“Look.” Persephone sighed. “We’ll talk about this later, alright? Until then, rest up, because you and I have a big day tomorrow.” 

Persephone smirked before turning on her heel. “Oh and one more thing; welcome to Monoculus.”

With a wave, Persephone left the room, leaving Liz alone to her thoughts. There was so much that she didn’t understand. So many unanswered questions and worries swirled in her heart, it was enough to make her sick.