#we’re going full circle

[chirpsythismorning]

Wait a damn minute…

They’ve got Finn (Mike) listed first before everyone else in the cast on the Tudum site aka the most official, up to date site for the show besides Netflix.com?…

This got me thinking… I wonder if they—

!! MIKE MAIN CHARACTER ERA IS MAKING A COMEBACK IN THE FINAL SEASON OF STRANGER THINGS !! MARK YOUR CALENDARS 2024 !!

[knittedkikwi]

I’m so glad that Suvi finally said everything that’s been stewing in her mind about how Ame handles problems. I love Ame, but I really don’t think that presentation was enough to say for certain that the Citadel is trying to summon and control spirits. We don’t have timelines for anything, first of all. Tefmet said the lenses were recovered from a shipwreck or something, which I suppose we could take to mean they washed ashore after the derrick was destroyed. But what if they actually meant a shipwreck? Those lenses could have been on their way to Guild Mage Morrow BEFORE the party met him. Plus what were the missives that Tefmet kept referring too?? Everyone just kind of accepted them as fact but no one actually read them. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t trust the Citadel, but I also don’t think the situation is as simple as the witches seem to believe or as Tefmet portrayed. There’s going to be factions within factions within factions all going after their own goals. Some good, some bad, most probably somewhere in between. The question is which faction is in control of the citadel at any one moment and what is their goal.

I got off track a bit there. I think the real issue here is that Ame’s not had the same training Suvi has in critically analyzing an argument. That’s WHY Ame needs Suvi to act as her advisor. Ame’s also impulsive, very clearly shown in this episode when she follows her gut reaction of lying to the council. Ame needs to confront those facts about herself in order to make the best choices and Suvi is finally exposing them to the light of day.

At the same time, Suvi is eventually going to have to face that the Citadel isn’t the shining beacon of knowledge and justice that she thinks it is. The process has started already though. After all, what’s with all the scrying?? That identify spell was a LOT to process and I don’t know which way Suvi is gonna go after that. I do have one wish, though. I desperately want Suvi’s faith in Steel to be right. I’m hoping that Steel is trying to do the whole dismantle it from the inside thing. Usually an act of futility, but someone who is incredibly clever and willing to listen to the counsel of Grandma Wren just might be able to pull it off.

Anyway, all of this was just to say that I love this podcast. I love this story. I can’t wait to see what sort of shit they have to work through after the conclave and how Suvi’s going to react when she gets her memories back.

[end0parasitic]

giggles kicks feet. if the offer to ask you to talk about endoparasitic is still open do you want to talk about Luce

BOY DO I EVER.

the thing abt luce is that she is almost completely cynte’s foil, and yet she still outdoes him in befriending the parasites, and that’s the whole point! she has been ignored for so long that she seeks their company, she craves connection, and she’s empathetic to the point that she’s willing to hear them out and help them.

she and cynte are both blinded by their pursuit for power, and both to the same extreme. the only difference is luce was chosen, and he was not. she thinks that she has bested him, that despite his treatment of her that she was the superior one, when in reality she was doomed the moment she reached out to the parasites. this ties into the theme of religion and devotion, being chosen as a sacrifice and being honored. gods in this world function as a lense through which the characters see the world, and luce sees it through the lense of goodness. she literally worships optimism, but this has failed her because of her extreme loneliness. and so, she decides to see good in the parasites.

luce also really resents cynte, go figure. she takes pride in her empathy and feeling and morality, yet she releases the parasites. they are both so blind, and the parasites were puppeteering everything the entire time, except for cynte. luce is lonely in a cold world surrounded by uncaring people, and so when “pyeridae”, her goddess of light and love, chooses her, she thinks that she is exceptional in having those traits to more of a degree than others. because cynte has not embraced these same traits in himself, he cannot ascend to the level that she has. but, truly, the parasites just want to spread. luce is a gateway, a vessel, a puppet, a host, a hero.

but, she has been tricked. plain and simple. the parasite starts whispering to her, eventually taking her mouth and taking over her body, splitting apart her skin to reveal engorged bones. her spine grows too long for her back. her will is completely warped when the parasite wastes the people on the arkship without her say. do you think she saw karis on the arkship?

she’s dealing with a similar kind of insanity to the cultists, where their minds are very distorted due to the parasites. the difference with luce is that her state is very advanced. the will of the parasite and the will of luce are melded together, if you were to separate the two there would not be enough of either left to even one of them to continue living. she is completely infected.

“cynte?” “i wish… i wish you would’ve killed me when you had the chance.” this quote makes me very sad. she realizes she was a puppet, that this state is very painful for her, that she’s done horrible things. cynte obliges with her request, if a little late.

i like her :3 doomed by literally everything. thank you for the ask!

[elantedronai]

Tired of people saying ‘I hope no one loves Snow after the ABOSAS movie.’ You can love a character while simultaneously admitting they’re a piece of shit who would deserve death if they really existed. I love Snow as a character because I find him entertaining, and the way he continually lies to himself throughout the entire book about being a hero while he’s actually sociopathic is fascinating. I would read an entire trilogy about him, I think he’s a great character. I also love the themes THG + ABOSAS bring up - it’s easily possible to enjoy a fictional character while also acknowledging that the narrative is a warning against people like them.

There’s a huge difference between loving/enjoying a character and romanticizing them. If someone is saying ‘hey, I agree with what Snow is doing’ then that’s a whole different ballgame. But moralizing about how ‘if you like this bad character then YOU’RE bad and don’t get the nuances of the story’… C’mon, people. Sure, there are some fans who are that brand of crazy, but I like to think the majority of us are capable of critical thinking. Especially since a good chunk of THG fans are adults now.

Also, young President Snow is canonically hot. Complaints about how people will drool over him because the actor is hot are wild to me because that’s part of the point. Evil can be beautiful and dressed up; I know for a fact there would be endless amounts of bitching if he was some butt-ugly, misshapen, obese hunchback or something because ‘Hollywood always makes the evil people ugly and the good people hot.’ He’s hot and people will thirst over him for that. And that’s fine too. As long as everyone can differentiate between fiction and reality, let them enjoy what they enjoy. Truly, who cares if people wanna be railed by a fictional evil president.

[dandelion-de-deus]

X-Men: Days of Future Past was objectively such a silly movie. and so goofy. and had so many strange plot holes but it also had Professor X saying that just because someone stumbles and loses their path doesn’t mean they’re lost forever and I think it’s things like these that keep me falling in love with silly things

[ahalliance]

i should read more historical fiction to run stats on how many partake in the mcu-disney-girlbossification-sanitisation of women and how many are normal*

[everymanpdf]

going to see a fun concert as a double date tonight yayyy

[iconicsapphics]

hi all. it’s been a while since i’ve logged on here. i have a new blog (@carefuldaughtercas*). i’ve transferred schools to one of the best universities in my state, i’ve learned a lot about myself and my relationship with my body. i’ve gone through the worst mental health episodes of my life and i’ve been the happiest i’ve ever been.

and i got engaged tonight. if you’d told the version of me that started this blog, back when i was in high school, i would have lost my mind. i know that’s a cliche, babe. but it’s true.

i’m a little tipsy now. bear with me.

when i started this blog, it was under the url confusedsapphics. i was questioning my sexuality, questioning my brain, questioning my own value. i didn’t know what i wanted and i didn’t know whether i would deserve what i wanted even if i knew the answer. i didn’t know what my sexuality was, i didn’t know who i was, i didn’t know anything.

i met my now-fiancée(!) in the same coffee bean i used to spend all my time in, agonizing over my sexuality and general teenaged angst. i got to know her working on a web series i made to work through that same angst. i fell in love with her while taking the next steps forward, after getting rejected from my top choice schools, while coming into my own, after navigating another, broken relationship, while finally getting an autism diagnosis, growing comfortable in my own body, learning what i was capable of doing with my life.

and i’m not there yet. my relationship to my body is complex, i’m in grad school application hell, i still have no idea how to accommodate my own neurodivergence.

but she is safe. she is home. every time i have a problem, a fear, an anxiety, every time i make a mistake or get overwhelmed or confused, she’s there. and we talk about it. and i leave the conversation not only feeling better about whatever issue was going on, i feel better in our relationship, which i never think is even possible. but it is. every day with her is better than the last.

i know she can take care of me and i know that i know her well enough to take care of her. i’ve loved her for at least three years now, maybe more. when i first came out as a lesbian, the month i turned eighteen, i didn’t think i’d ever find love. not in a particularly dramatic way; i was just relatively certain it wouldn’t happen for me, and i was okay with that. i didn’t let myself want a life partner because i didn’t want the disappointment that would inevitably come without having one.

i was wrong. i was so wrong. she’s watching comedy clips online next to me right now. we’re wearing color coordinated pajamas. she has a ring on her finger that i chose for her. she’s showing me supernatural posts. she just bought us tickets to go to the metropolitan museum of art tomorrow. i love her more than i thought i’d love anyone ever.

anyway. i guess this is all to say—i’m glad i have this blog to show me how far i’ve come. and if anyone stumbles across this blog, or still follows it, or remembers me from way back when… that’s how i am. i’m engaged. i’m a lesbian, i’m still learning, i’m still growing, and i’m unbelievably in love.

love you all.

-ju*

*yes i’m a supernatural blogger now. ish. sorry

*did i ever use the name iz on this blog? that’s what i use everywhere else.

[chirpsythismorning]

Thinking about how they updated puzzle tales recently and added characters for s4 and removed some from past seasons because they didn’t have as much significance.

And how they could’ve added Chrissy or Vickie or Freddie as minor 1 star characters this time around, but even despite the recent update, they decided to keep 3 mf characters that appeared in that one intense homophobic scene in the gym from s1.

Like I get the two bullies Troy and James, but also that random class clown Greg, also from that same scene? The one who had only like one line? You would think they’d get rid of those characters (at least Greg) and swap them for new characters or even ones with with more importance to the story over the seasons? Those characters only existed in s1 and haven’t been mentioned since. I get keeping Benny for example, because he’s mentioned in later seasons, even s4 with the basketball team partying at his abandoned diner and with Mike mentioning him in his monologue. So it’s fairly valid to keep him.

But why not swap any of those 3 with more relevant characters? Why not Angela? Or even Tammy Thompson whose had mentions in s3-4? Or Dr. Owens?? Hell even Florence from the police station has played a role consistently, at least in the earlier seasons, a lot more than those three. Basically, there are other more suitable options. Why keep them in the game at all?

Unless that scene has more significance than we think…

[ghost-bxrd]

@pkmn-lillie sorry I need to reblog for your glorious tags 😭💚✨

Prompt

Jason’s return to Gotham as the crime lord Red Hood is significantly hampered when he saves two kids from being trafficked and suddenly finds himself nagging the two to eat their vegetables and do homework on time and, dear lord, your names are Freeman and… Batson? Yeah that’s it, Jason is not waiting this one out until they’re both suddenly dressed in traffic light colors and swinging around the city with an overgrown furry.

Freddy and Billy are a bit confused by the flash adoption via menacing Gotham guy, but it certainly helps that he’s not threatening to send them into the system and that he cooks them meals every day . And also “Billy, I think he might be the new vigilante! That is so cool!” “… do you mean the new crime lord?” “Same thing! Isn’t the helmet awesome!?”

Batman and Robin are… not sure what to make of the new crime lord that, on one hand, keeps antagonizing them to no end, and on the other hand was recently spotted at a meeting with his lieutenants where two masked kids burst into the room to scream about the kitchen being on fire and pointing at each other yelling “It’s all his fault!”

[acourtofquestions]

Curiosity indeed brightened on his face. She supposed the white line through his golden skin on his throat was proof that he'd dealt with far worse.

And supposed that whatever bond lay between them was also proof he had little fear of pain or death.

A good trait for a witch, yes. But in a mortal? It would likely wind up getting him killed.

Perhaps it was not a lack of fear, but rather a lack of ... of whatever mortals deemed vital to their souls. Ripped from him by his father. And that Valg demon.

[re-pave]

I figured it out.

12:20am: I spent the past 2 hours walking across the upper west side of Manhattan.

Love. Connection. Nothing else matters. Literally nothing. It doesn’t matter where I am. I need to connect. How do I connect more? How do I love more? Looser inhibitions. It’s hitting me like a ton of bricks, I haven’t actually lived life. Look at all these people at 12am trying to connect. Unsuspecting people who are robots at work (inhibited). I’ve been so afraid…my entire life. The entirety of my life. It’s so deeply engrained. I don’t know exactly why (tbd). How do I connect to my spirit? My soul? I haven’t felt anything in so long, and this is the first night it’s happened. I’m so afraid to touch people (esp men). Emotionally, physically. Have I ever felt comfortable touching someone? And not felt insecure? Truly comfortable. Truly. Initiating. How many people have I slept with? So much emptiness. Point taken. This is the start of a new life. No more being afraid. What makes me afraid? Inhibition. Being too much, not meaning what I say and regretting it. Fuck that. Connection over everything else. Even if it doesn’t feel natural. It’s not going to feel natural at first. How do I lower inhibitions? I know how. Look at all these people. What’re they doing at 12:20am? Connecting. How? Lower inhibitions. There’s a reason alcohol plays the role it does in society and is as common as it is (for better or worse. Accept why its used). And there’s a reason I’ve been hiding from it - fear. There’s nothing wrong with needing help. It’s worth it.

Think about how many people I’ve met this past year. How many people I’ve “talked to”. Too many to remember. I’ve never been more alone. Zero connection. To my soul. To another soul. I haven’t felt anything in so long. Im clearly doing something wrong. So fuck it, full tilt the other way - what’s there to lose? Nothing. I need to overcome the fear of being weird. Anything could be interpreted as weird to someone who is inhibited. There’s no connection without “weirdness”. This is a fear that’s been baked into my psyche forever - it’s hard to overcome without help. Help with being uninhibited. What I’ve been doing hasn’t worked. Playing it safe doesn’t work. Too many inhibitions. What if they don’t like me? What if I don’t like them and don’t want to say something that might be exaggerated? Fuck it. Say it. Even if is exaggerated and doesn’t feel authentic. Say what you’re embarrassed to say. Force the connection at first if you have to. Exercise the muscle. Everyone wants to connect. Let them. Some people might not be ready. Or even be into you. But they want to connect. They want to connect even if it doesn’t mean a relationship. Not every connection has to permanent or life-long. Find confidence in knowing people want to connect. Don’t get deterred from trying - please always try. Stay. When was the last time I didn’t want a night to end? Spending time with someone without inhibition is easier, easier to want to spend time with someone (for everyone). Let that be a gauge: try to create that environment by being uninhibited. Make them tell you to leave.

Everything about the other person becomes more interesting when you’re uninhibited. Boring stuff too. Aim for: “I want to know everything about you”. Nothing is off the table. Remember I can’t do anything wrong. I can’t say anything wrong. In the context of wanting to connect. Bare my soul. Invite them to bare theirs. Don’t overthink, focus on being uninhibited.

I need to feel more connected. Romantically but just as importantly with friends. And family.

I need to do things even if I “regret” what I do. Touch people. Physically. Emotionally. “What if they thought it was too much? Didn’t want it?” Fuck it. No more being embarrassed. So I never see them again. Trying matters. No more meeting and not trying to connect. Leave the interaction knowing that if I did nothing else than trying to connect then I succeeded. There could be a million reasons why something doesn’t work out romantically, I’m now going to try my hardest to not allow being inhibited be one of those reasons. There have been too many missed connections.

Too many people feeling empty. Lower inhibitions. Practice. Pretend youre uninhibited if you need to put your mind there. Remember “this is a what it was like to be uninhibited. To be out of my head” and pretend. Something is clearly wrong. It’s been a year. Hundred of matches. Why don’t I find anyone attractive? No connection. Connection above all else. Being unafraid. I can be shy and want to connect. I can be confident and want to connect. But I have to try to connect. Romantically, platonically, with my environment, with myself. Whatever means. Time to unlock a new dimension. Enough is enough. Too much time wasted.

What matters? Who are you? Growing up. When you were kid. “Who are you?” And meaning it (been a struggle), being curious. Saying something that might be embarrassing. Fuck it. “Here I am”. “What’s your tattoo say” “I’m embarrassed” fuck it. “This is what I struggled with”. It’s not cliche. These thoughts are part of who I am. Bare it. Looser inhibitions. Let’s connect to God. Together. People have souls. Everyone. Yes, really everyone. I’m not better than anyone else. Me not feeling connected is my fault too. Looser inhibitions unlocks this.

Flashbacks to Colin). He might be the last person I felt deeply about? He felt it too. Why? I know why. Looser inhibitions. Full circle back to tonight. Flashbacks to the guy from Princeton, drunk on the subway, “I’ve never felt so alive”. Flashbacks to wandering around midtown (2016? 21 years old?) two gay men come up to me, stumbling, “can you take our picture?” Lost inhibitions (do we seem weird? Who cares). Connected. I don’t think they were from nyc and it reminds me of how unique feeling uninhibited with someone is. How strongly that connects two people. I don’t remember seeing two people happier.

It’s been so long since I’ve been excited about life. I feel exciting about my life now. Excited about becoming myself again. Who I really am. I can’t wait to love more. More unabashedly. I want so much more out of life because I recognize how lucky I am to experience it. I want to go so much deeper. I feel my spirit awakening and I don’t want it to stop.

Looser inhibitions.

Looser inhibitions.

Looser inhibitions.

[ditzybat]

i love the headcannon that both tim and cass look scarily alike, to the point they could be twins.

like they both share the same general lithe build, they’re the same short height, cass has a short bob while tim has his baby mullet, their training is similar due to their backgrounds with lady shiva and the loa, and (depending on your headcanon) both waisan- so i can definitely see instances where they’re confused for each other or where they mess with everyone around them.

cass on patrol in red robin gear so tim can go on a date with bernard:

random thugs seconds away from being one hit k.o’d: yo since when did red robin start melting into the shadows like an eldritch horror?

jason: hey tim -

cass: wrong.

jason: no, im pretty sure you’re tim, i gave you that scar right there in your neck

cass: nu-uh, this is from cain

jason:

cass:

jason: well this got awkward…

steph hugging tim from behind: hey babe

tim: wrong wayne

steph: ew, i should’ve known, your ass isnt nearly as —

tim walking away with his fingers in his ears: lalalalala im not listening to you

damian: i think you’re the only one in this family i respect

tim who has been silently hanging out with him for the past 3 hours: aw thanks damian, i’ve come to love you like a brother too

damian: drake? i thought you were cassandra, my apologies, i retract my previous statement

tim: don’t care, you love me, don’t try to deny it

lady shiva hugging both tim and cass: my beautiful twins, such well trained weapons, unfortunate that you both ended up with cain

bruce pulling his children back: tim isnt yours…

shiva: well that cant be right, he’s s the spitting image of my sister carolyn, and that birth was far too painful to only produce one small child

tim: woah full circle, my drag-sona is called caroline, maybe you are my mom, i wouldn’t put it past janet drake to adopt

bruce: tim no, you’re not even the same type of asian

cass: too late, we’re blood

shiva: see!

[p-antalons]

if you’d asked me less than a year ago id have a dorothea but now it’s like. she’s one of my good friends

[jigensass]

Yeah but there is a third competitor

No hear me out

One man who is the brains of the operation (hardly ever kills someone)

May or may not be a complete idiot but damn does he love women and is hiding a lot of trauma through a rouge

SAD PATHETIC WET MAN WHO SMOKES AND HAS A CONFIRMED KILL COUNT who has a lot of trauma and is shows it by being depressed all the time

And have you seen their car (you know the yellow one from episode 4 when they were at the daycare in the suits that I can’t find a picture of)

It’s not a Fiat 500 but the similarities are there in the color and size of the car

Like if Buddy Daddies was about a couple of heist partners instead of hitmen Jiglup fans would be foaming at the mouths

Spy X Family and Buddy Daddies rn…

[loveanddeepdick]

cw: medical malpractice, piv sex, interpret this as a roleplay if u want, creampie, oral sex, implied anal at the end, NASTY PERV GETO

doctor!geto who asks you, his cute little girlfriend to help him “practice” anatomy. you knew in the back of your mind that was straight bullshit but you let him have his way.

“kay, go straight ahead, doctor”, you laughed, thinking he was joking

he was not joking

doctor!geto knows you love his black surgical gloves.

“lay down, angel, the hospital’s making me practice some new procedures and you have the perfect body to test on”

he runs his hands over your clothed body, ‘ just checking for any abnormalities’, he always claims. he lingers over your thighs, you stomach, your pretty tits, and you swear you almost see a smirk when he ‘checks for lumps’ on your throat. he wraps his long, slender fingers and pushes down a little on your esophagus.

doctor!geto who politely asks you to undress, marveling at your naked body on your shared bed.

“baby, is this really necessa—“

“shh, who’s the doctor?”

he pressed his stethoscope onto your chest, smiling as he hears your heartbeat increasing as he gets closer to your tits, your nipples growing hard from hitting the cold air. you roll your eyes, opening your mouth to say something but before you could, the cold metal of the stethoscope rubs over your sensitive peak.

“oops.. sorry, angel”

“pervert.. you do this with all your patients?”

“nah, only my special one right here”, suguru responds, flicking your hardened nub, “‘think i gotta check a little further, hm?”

doctor!geto who has his lips wrapped around your left nipple, sucking and flicking like his life depended on it while his gloved hand tweaked the other.

“‘gotta make sure you don’t have cancer or some shit, angel”

“yeah- ah! right.. you just—fuck! you just wanna fuck me”

doctor!geto has you blushing, covering your face as he spread your legs slowly, biting his lip from smiling too hard as he slowly revealed your pussy as it dripped onto the bedsheets.

“so you are enjoying this”

“sh-shut up! you’re not even a gynecologist what are you looking there for..!”

he moves down the bed, bending over and spreading your pussy lips, delighted to see your little pink hole hidden underneath your lips, clenching and spurting out your slick. eyes trailing up a little, he eyes your clit, twitching from the neglect.

doctor!geto who’s eating you out, savoring your salty taste against his flat tongue, claiming it to check if your pussy is ‘healthy’. he looks up to your clenched eyebrows and eyes rolled back to the back of your head as he plunges his fingers into you.

“you wanna cum, don’t you, angel? you filthy slut, mocking me just minutes ago and now you’re switching up. you can’t even think straight and i’m only fucking you with these dirty gloves and my two fingers”

“pleaseee, sugu, make me cum!”

“sugu? i think you’re forgetting something”, he smirked, pulling out his fingers to give your clit a sharp smack

“please, doctor, please go back in my pussy, i need you”

“good fucking girl”

doctor!geto who has you spreading your legs for him, your hands covering your face from blushing so hard when you see him in full uniform.

“c’mon move those hands, pretty. need to see my patient if we’re gonna have a inspection, right?”

he spread your pussy lips again, smiling how wet you still were

“y’pussy’s fucking begging for it, baby. look how wet she is.. fuuuck yeah”

“please, doctor geto, put it in!”

doctor!geto who has you in a mating press, bullying his cock into you. at some point he’d stoped thrusting and moved onto just humping you shallow. his pink tip rubbing the right way in your g spot as his gloved thumb was rubbing circles onto your clit.

“f-fuck! best. fucking. patient.. ah, fuck, ever”

you couldn’t even respond to him. geto looked up at your face, grinning when he realized he fucked you stupid

doctor!geto who doesn’t even give you a minute to recover, giving hydrating you with water and flipping you back over again, slapping your ass and spreading it open.

“i think another hole of yours needs an inspection as well. don’t you think so too, angel?”