#what do you MEAN he's acting like he and stan have known each other their entire lives??

[crackedhrglass]

despite alex's original plan for jimmy snakes (being "cursed, ghost rider style") my personal hc will always be that he is normal and completely detached from any supernatural weirdness and anomalies because i think it fits better with where i see him in stan's life (especially compared to ford).

BUT. the thought of stan flirting with a sexy cursed biker has so much potential for jealous, hypocritical ford.

the way i see it, ford can't stand anyone flirting with stan, but if it's a hot mermaid? a tall, spooky ghost biker? a spider babe? it's infinitely worse because in ford's eyes, those are things he can't compete with. ford has always been drawn to the strange and inhuman, even when it comes to romantic/sexual attraction, and he assumes stan must be just as fond of them, even though stan has only ever had eyes for his brother.

stan calls him out on his hypocrisy, considering his relationship history with bill, and ford just rolls his eyes with his arms folded like, "that's different! we were business partners first and foremost! and we were only intimate in my dreams, so it barely counts!" while desperately trying to convince stan that the handsome undead biker that keeps winking at him and ruffling his hair is more dangerous than whatever tf he had with bill.

[fairykazu]

AITA FOR BEING COLD TO A STRANGER FOR BEING WEIRD BUT THEY ENDED UP BEING MY CRUSH I LIKED FROM MY CHILDHOOD ??? FT. SCARAMOUCHE ! cw: informal writing, ooc, modern au, plotless ?, crackpost, use of kys/kms jokes, ip address leak (NOT REAL!!! i dont condone this in real life.), brief stan war, etc note: i think scaramouche using reddit for advice is funny. i might use this for a diff character. im reposting this from my other account @kaedehararchives masterlist

scaramouche isn't the type of person to ask for advice. so why is he on the infamous site, reddit? well, he doesn't want to ask people knowing that he has weaknesses so obviously, he's here.

r/amitheasshole ∙ a year ago thehatguy aita for treating someone for being weird? i know how that title sounds but bear with me. i (M17) come from a predominantly rich family that is known internationally. when this person (GN17) came up to me, being all weird, acting like i know them. i was thinking that they were going to use me for connections / money / fame / etc. i didn't want that to slide obviously so i told them (dis)respectfully to fuck off. despite, my warning messages, they kept persistently to be friendly with me. in my personal opinion, i hate clingy people especially when we first met.

i tried my best to be civil with them and ignore / avoid them and their super weird-clingy-cringe advances. but they KEEP thinking we know each other from somewhere. it's getting annoying... and frankly, i did get a tad angry with them. so i pulled some strings and they aren't allowed to talk to me.... well in a class we share.

after typing up a post, he already had gotten a few responses. he wiped right, unlocking his phone, to see the notifications.

replies:

lesbianpirate69 you sound like an asshole

eyepatchwearernumber1 lwk loser behavior lmao thehatguy [OP] who even wears eyepatches? get off my post detectivelover69 nta they prob deserved it thehatguy [OP] thats what im saying

thank god someone agrees with me. he thought. well that was until he kept scrolling. a bunch of people calling him an asshole. typical. but the username "hydronarwhal" caught his eye. stupid reddit user. who even uses this stupid app?

hydronarwhal idk why would u be weird to someone js because they want to be friends with you thehatguy [OP] why wouldn't u be mean to someone who keeps trying to be friends with u hydronarwhal dude i think you have some issues thehatguy [OP] did u read it right? read it again for me hydronarwhal just because ur rich doesnt mean they want ur money bro thehatguy [OP] 192.1xx.x.xx

after this conversation with this guy "hydronarwhal", he had enough of this. clearly, that guy is sick in the head. blocking the account from seeing his post, he went to sleep. well, he will check the comment section after he had a well-rested night.

well, two more won't hurt.

bobaya nah thats weird. i get you on that using people for connections thehatguy [OP] finally, thank you beetlefighter101 wait ur weird asf for leaking someone's ip address thehatguy [OP] that's just the celluar data tower they're using beetlefighter101 what do they use thehatguy [OP] t-mobile hydrowhales0612 can u not? bobaya wait no, op is valid. t-mobile is ass

robinoaknumberonefan this sounds parasocial thehatguy [OP] you cannot be talking? barbaraisbetterthanrobin ROBIN CANT BEAT BARBARA'S PERFECTION robinoaknumberonefan uhh okay, albert. (albert's info) (albert's info) open full thread?

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is he an idiot for leaving his notifications on for every app? yes. he is because why did his post that he was sure no one would really see due to the flood of aita posts, get l

[notification: reddit +1] adornthenight are u sure ur giving the full story?

adornthenight are u sure ur giving the full story? thehatguy [OP] duh... why wouldnt i? adornthenight read this then www.reddit.com/r/aita/avidsnoopyfan

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u/avidsnoopyfan my side of aita for treating someone for being weird? hello! im the person in the thehatguy's post. i want to clear things up. he said that i was clingy to him and that i was someone who wanted to use him for money. i reassure you guys that isn't the case. he just looked familiar. someone i held dear to my heart. i know that's bad to project on someone you met. technically you can argue that i couldve seen him from social media but i don't really use any other than pinterest.

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[sunny-speaks]

Smartass

Characters: Academic Rival! Ren @14dayswithyou x reader

Okay, but I have been an academic rivals to lovers stan for far too long, y’all don’t understand…

So like, this au would totally have redacted still the same as Canon! Redacted, he’d just be like… more open to the MC? And it’d be in an academic setting??? Like he developed some self-esteem solutions and got more confident in being himself, still having subtle mannerisms of character traits you enjoyed… but more him

Like… he went to therapy so he could be better for you before you even knew him, cause you said some bullshit like they were no good looking guys in the world who didn’t have therapy, cause there’s nothing hotter than a mentally stable guy. (i mean, you’re all here because you love a stable guy, right… ;] )

But yeah, now you just know him as that snarky ass, dark-haired with pink tips ‘genius’ in your university ‘psychology in modern media’ class.

Warnings and whatnot: lolol NSFW implications so minors DNI, a decent amount of swearing on my part, I'd say?

Another flawless assignment completed for you. Whoo! It was a nice day to be smart!

To be fair, you had pored over that goddamn presentation for hours before going to sleep, so if you hadn’t done well, you probably would’ve bust a pipe over some unlucky guy’s head.

You grinned seeing the big 95 on your paper. You spent so long detailing the moral complications between the character relationships as you gutted the root problems for each of the character flaws and how that showed in their bonds with others.

Unfortunately, you had the (dis)pleasure of being seated to [REDACTED], the class self-proclaimed genius. 

God, you hated him.

You were pretty sure you hated him more because he was so stupidly hot. You could clearly see his chiseled stone abs when he wore those clingy, black compression shirts! And paired with gray fucking sweatpants?

He knew what he was doing… And it was to mess up your game!

I mean, seriously, what was the lecturer doing, seating you next to this second coming of Michelangelo?! It’s almost like she had something personal against you!

(the lecturer was in fact, very for the both of you getting together. You both were smart, maybe you’d find a way to increase [REDACTED]’s grades…)

You never noticed him all that much in the beginning of the year. He brooded in his own corner, never noticed by anyone in those dumb black baggy hoodies.

But the minute he sat next to you, all of a sudden he realized he was hot stuff???

Okay, sure there, bro. He needed to chill out.

All of a sudden, he went from a lonely loser, to some hot genius within like the span of a day.

You didn’t get it.

But to be fair, you didn’t remember telling your good friend Moth how you started having things for hot but smart guys and guys who could actually stand a battle of wits… But that was for [REDACTED] to remember, and you to forget.

He leaned over your shoulder, a lazy smirk gracing his features. “95, not bad, angel.”

Agh! That stupid nickname! It was supposed to be something intimate, something reserved for lovers and such, but he insisted on using it to berate your grades!

He slid his paper over with a big 96 on it. “But not good enough.”

Of course. He had to have known that he was doing an in depth character analysis on the teachers favorite character and played to all the teachers preferences in the character and was spouting self-servient bullshit!

…But his presentation was well done, you had to admit. Normal people wouldn’t notice because you pay an unhealthy amount to any flaws in his looks, but he must’ve studied hard, he had huge eyebags during his presentation…

How would you know it’s because he thought your frustrated face was so cute when you kept thinking of ideas for your presentation that he completely forgot he had to impress the teacher to impress you?

Honestly, [REDACTED] cared more that he was on your mind in any way, even if that was because he acted like a ‘suck-up’ because he was too busy watching you.

“Hope you haven’t forgotten the many times I’ve beaten you academically, [REDACTED]. Or are you losing your memory because you’ve been sitting with a godsend this whole time? Sorry, didn’t mean for my heavenly powers to warp with your memory.” You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

“Then, you’re sure living up to your title, angel.” He snorted and went back to looking towards the front before muttering something under his breath. “...But your presentation was good, dork.”

In shock at the compliment, you stood there with your mouth open.

He glanced back over at you, “What? Is it so hard to believe that you did well on our midterm presentation?” he huffed to himself in disbelief before a grin made its way to his face. “Sitting there with your mouth open? It’s like you want someone to kiss that dumb look off your face.”

He thought the comment would shake you out of your stupor, make you come back with a feisty comment.

But no, you sat there, thinking about all the implications of that statement. …What if he kissed you? But he has so many piercings… He has a tongue piercing, snakebites, honestly, your mouth would feel like a jewelry store with the amount of silver in it…

But he looked like a fuckboy, would he be good at kissing?

Wait, hold up, no, no, no. Dude, you gotta remember…

He was a loser up until now.

If that’s the way he’d been his whole life, he’s probably never even kis—

And if that realization wasn’t enough for you to drop your jaw, nothing ever would.

[REDACTED] could only stare at you in mild surprise as your mouth opened… even more. He slowly blinked at you, a mock-scandalized look on his face, “What, you really want someone to kiss you that bad? You volunteering to be kissed, angel?”

You immediately let go all thoughts of kissing that gorgeous jerk in favor of heat rising to your face, “Nope. I’m good.”

He pushed and prodded a little more, “What, you never kissed anyone before?” He actually wasn’t quite sure. The early years when he didn’t know how to hack anything and couldn’t follow you were blank spaces in your life to him.

You muttered a curse under your breath and turned away from him without denying his question.

Although you couldn’t see it, his whole face lit up with hope. Oh, he was going to be your first kiss! He couldn’t wait! He internallly coughed at his eagerness.

He had to court you first before the two of you could become anything.

He looked back at your lecturer who had been picking on students who had to read out full paragraphs of their analysis on a TV Show that followed the messy plot of a coming of age, romance drama.

And also, clearly, leaving the two of you alone. He hushedly whispered to you, “Wait, are you serious, angel?”

You grumbled into the palm of your hand before slowly turning to him, “unfortunately… yes. I haven’t kissed anyone yet. But turns out this university is full of jerks and dumbasses…”

You paused. Well, maybe not all jerks and dumbasses. “Guess there’s a couple guys in the music department that are cool.”

Murder flashed through [REDACTED]’s mind thinking of you asking them out before putting on a strained smile, “So where do I fit in, hm?”

“I dunno…” You hadn’t put too much thought towards [REDACTED]. Sure, he was hot. But he was kind of a prick.

But he did respect your gender identity…

And he never went too far, making sure he didn’t cross any lines or boundaries…

And he gave you that academic rival that you’d been search―

…Oh my god.

He was your academic rival.

You loved rivals to lovers… Was this a sign? You got a hot rival, who respects you, your boundaries, your intellect and he was hot?!

Okay, maybe you had dreamed about him on a couple of weird occasions, but dreams don’t mean anything!

Is what you would say if you were in denial.

Oh dear, did you like him?!

You gave him a quick once over, looking at all the piercings on his ears and face as your eyes trailed to his shirt which clung tightly to his skin, all defined abs and muscles on display.

Hold up! Were those body cutouts on his top around his hips that you saw?! Fuck, those were hot…

Your eyes trailed a little bit lower to his pants… and shit, he was packing… There was no way in hell he was allowed to be that big, in height and in… length.

Ugh, your thoughts made you shudder a little. No way you were thirsting over a guy you were just fighting.

…But it wouldn’t be the first time, that’s for sure…

Okay, so maybe you had not-so-subtly eyed your seatmate like he was a piece of meat.

But he enjoyed the attention! He loved you drinking him up like he was just a pretty thing. But he was your pretty thing… Some random girls keep trying to ask him out, but he doesn’t want them. He wants you. But most importantly, he wants you to want him too.

“What, cat got your tongue, sweetheart?” He teased, using something other than angel as a nickname.

“Wh-Whatever, [REDACTED]. Shut up.” You rolled your eyes and took your attention off of him before whispering something under your breath.

“Angel, you gotta speak up.”

You grimaced, “I guess you go into the alright department. Luckily for you, you’re the only one there. You seem to be the only one I know who’s cool enough to handle me around here.”

He blinked, looking at you in subtle reverence, “A whole department for me, angel? Thank you.” He laced it with an edge of sarcasm but internally, he couldn’t have been more happy. 

He was the only one there that you tolerated! The only one you liked.

You. Chose. Him.

[ckret2]

Here’s a thought experiment that could probably never reasonably happen for you. Let’s say the rest of the pines family was put in a similar position to ford: They have something they are attempting to do but cannot figure out on their own no matter how hard they try (For ford it was figuring out the weirdness magnetism). For the others, we could say that Dipper’s is functionally the same, Stan’s is trying to make a fortune so his family will take him back, and Mabel…I don’t really know what mabel would want.

For whatever reason, bill thinks that he can use this to get the portal made. Perhaps he thinks that if he basically holds their hand the whole time he can get them to do this.

Now my question is: Without knowledge of who he is beforehand, how easily could he manipulate them like he manipulated Ford? And for Stan specifically, would what Ford said about “seeing him for the scam artist he is” hold up when what is probably his biggest regret and fuck up prior to pushing Ford out to interdimensional sea is being dangled over his head?

Pretty damn easily.

He did manipulate Dipper and he did manipulate Mabel and they do know who he is. How much more easily could he have manipulated them if they'd only known him as a "muse" or as an "advanced alien life form, presenting as a triangle because his true form is incomprehensible to human eyes, because he's impressed by your potential" or as a "magical dream fairy, traveling through sleeping minds to help young girls' dreams come true!"

If they talked to each other, Dipper would probably be able to figure out Mabel's being conned ("if he's gonna make your dreams come true why do you have to do all this stuff for HIM? Has he SAID what he'll do to help you and why he can't just do it NOW?") and Mabel would probably be able to figure out Dipper's being conned ("bro, he's DROWNING you in flattery. If he really means it, why's he acting like you have to PROVE your smartness by doing this big dumb thing for him?"), but I don't think either would figure it out alone until it was too late. There's a reason Bill only targets them when they're isolated from each other.

Stan got suckered by a spider girl flirting with him after he knew she was a spider girl. We see him thinking that a lot of truly terrible ideas are gonna make him a fortune—searching for gold with a metal detector, becoming a door-to-door salesman, whatever terrible ideas he got roped into that landed him in prison... I think Stan would have the best odds of figuring Bill out, but I don't think he's immune to getting conned.

Stan's able to punch out Bill while Bill is trying to offer him power and fame and fortune because he already knows who Bill is and hates him for messing with his family. But if Bill had come to Stan at age 25, presented himself as something just sleazy enough to be believable—maybe not "divine muse" but something like "greed demon who helps promising but unlucky young entrepreneurs turn their luck around" ("Sure I'm the real deal, pal, why do you think my face is on every buck in your wallet?!"), and made the same fame and fortune offers, I think Stan's only hesitation would be "What's the catch? What's in it for YOU?" If Bill comes up with anything even SLIGHTLY plausible—"I feed on greed, kid, the more money you make the more power I get, and you don't even have to give me a cut of the profits"—then Stan's sold.

Even easier if he somehow identifies Stan's REAL priorities. "Your brother only turned his back on you because dear old ma and pa made him feel like the family's financial future rests on his shoulders. He's out there trying to make 'em millionaires and miserable about it. He hates it as much as you do. Come home with a fortune and he'd drop everything to go sailing with you in an instant. It'd be a relief, even. Don't you wanna be your brother's hero?"

While Ford put absolute blind faith in Bill up until the portal incident, I think Stan would start getting uneasy and suspicious before anything's wrong; even if Bill isn't waving any red flags yet, if everything is TOO easy it might worry Stan. But isn't easy GOOD? Didn't he always want a get-rich-quick scheme? He'd be worried, but he'd keep going—sunk cost fallacy—and tell himself it'll work out in the end. It has to.

[andrwgarfields]

That subset of stans is so odd, we got this great show with a fun group of actors who love each other, there’s plenty to enjoy even if you aren’t a fan of every character and every actor. But it seems like they’re constantly looking for opportunities to be miserable and antagonize Joe/Billy and his fans, just because he ended up having a larger role in the show than Aubrey/Rio. Which anyone who was paying any attention to the promo (or literally just read the show’s synopsis lol) would have known was the case from the beginning. I saw one of them complaining that the Assembled video didn’t talk about the Agathario kiss but did talk about the Wiccan costume like 😭 They talked about all the characters’ costumes and none of the kisses?? Because the video was mostly about celebrating the work of the costume and production designers, who deserve their flowers? I knew there would be negativity around Agatha All Along from the incels, I didn’t expect so much of it to come from inside the house smh

YKNOW WHAT THEY WERE MAD ABOUT? THEY WERE MAD CAUSE THE ASSEMBLED SHOWED ANOTHER BILLY/EDDIE KISS THAT WAS NOT IN THE SHOW, BUT AGATHARIO DID NOT HAVE ANY like thats what they were mad about like i beg you pls stop being pathetic like how tf is this any of joes fault? Also some were mad cause it “told them what they already know” like…isnt that the whole point😭

Its so weird how they turned against joe and got so angry because ONE episode was dedicated towards him and when NOTHING was promised regarding a certain ship so idk where they got the idea that this ship was supposed to be the CENTRAL PLOT of the show and pray tell why are they not seeing more of agatha and rio like huh????? we’ve always known its abt agatha and this mysterious teen we were supposed to find out abt. Its the way they act so entitled that i cannot stand it. Ppl do watch because of other characters and not a ship yknow 🤮😭

and very much agree like hate from incels i understand, its so repetitive i can ignore. But this hate from ppl who watch the show i cannot get. Also anon we’re apparently the dumb ones who do not have media literacy cause its supposed to be about agatha and rio duhhhh thats why ppl are always speculating abt who teen is and also why kathryn and joe did all the press together lol oh we’re also the evil ones cause we keep asking them to shut up when all we want is them to shut up abt joe lol ohoh also loving joe means we’re misogynistic and lesbophobic 😱

[jihyoruri]

what’s the timeline for rich girl? if they’re in the first few months after debut it’s easy to understand why they would make mean comments about richgirl!yn since the group was formed rather quickly and the members didn’t have much time to bond but if they already been together for 1/2 years then wtf???? richgirl!yn is super unserious but they live and work together 24/7 it’s impossible they haven’t learned her tells or seen her upset once, bffr even if she doesn’t cry she can’t pretend she’s fine for this long it’s humanly impossible

the girls are so funny thinking richgirl!yn is the most stanned member bc she’s the daughter of some rich dude, we’re living in a eat the rich era people have 0 empathy towards rich people, her being the daughter of a businessman would make people hate her and say she bought her spot in the group no one would be stanning her just bc she’s rich (just like when people found out that the heir to samsung was going to debut and people were already hating that girl)

also like the members thinking she’s were she is today bc of her dad money is so laughable, they are a group they’ve seen her during practice, live performances and heard her feats how can they look at her and don’t realize how extremely talented she is??? (again if they just debuted it’s understandable but if they’ve been together for a while wtffff???) and let’s be serious she an ex sm trainee girly pop was supposed to debut with aespa we all know she sings live and she eats it all the time

does the public know that she was supposed to debut with aespa? is it something they’ve publicly talked about before? you said she’s always at their dorm so people would wonder how they are so close, and we really need a richgirl!yn x aespa collab to see what ot5 would be like and they performing their song together at awards shows would be a dream

I would say it’s placed during this timeline rn and it is very much humanly possible for her to act like she’s okay since it’s been installed in her to act like that since birth, she raised on not showing vulnerability so ofc it would be easy for her to act like she’s okay, she’s been doing it for over a decade. the’ve seen her upset about an ignorant interviewer or some hate comments but it wasn’t to extent that it was taken seriously because it’s yn she’s always fine in their eyes, they’ve never seen her get rlly worked up before because she’s just that good at repressing her emotions.

they think she’s the most stanned because her father is not only just a rich businessman but a businessman that’s loved in korea, he’s a very known person and does “good.” for the people (which he rlly doesn’t but lets not get into that.) which obviously isn’t the reason why yn is the most stanned she’s just rlly loved for her talents and visuals. there is an undertone of envy when it comes to yn and her members and you’ll see it more very soon in the next couple of small things I’ll put out in between the chapters but because of that they immediately resort to her money being the reason for all of her achievements outside the group. they love her but also have some sort of secret animosity over her that never rlly let them build their relationship with yn like they have with each other. (that’s excluding kazuha ofc) like yeah they’ll talk to her but that doesn’t stop their thoughts getting to their head (again excluding kazuha.)

one thing about them it doesn’t matter how talented yn is they can’t help but think she got where she is with her dad’s money and the fact that she was under sm but as soon as her dad started doing business with hybe she got immediately transferred to hybe rlly fuels it for them, they think her dad has to be helping her sometimes and it’s funny because they don’t even think that in a hating way it’s just what makes the most sense to them because for some reason ofc the most privileged in the group is the one who has the most brand deals and popularity but in reality yns dad doesn’t give two shits about her popularity in the industry, he only made her transfer to hybe because he didn’t want to her to work with competition.

and you’re so right she does eat 24/7 but to people if you’re rich that automatically means you can’t be talented.

the public knows that she’s an ex sm trainee because of sm rookies and that she was apart of the lineup for aespa but they don’t know the reason why she left the lineup but they do know how close she is with the girls especially ningning

I will definitely do some yn + aespa stuff if that’s what you guys are into because they’re rlly important to yn she sometimes wishes she fought her dad harder to stay in the lineup

[destinyc1020]

RE: JE hating Z cause of hate from her fans.

lowkeyyyy 👀 this is where I think of z and taylor swift as similar cause they both have rabid ass fans who will attack at first watch. I remember that interview from a long time ago where tom copied z’s instagram caption as a joke and then he was talking about how her fans were in his comments going off on him. and yeah they laughed it off, but it’s been a known thing that zendaya fans (especially on twitter) are not well and are the barbz of film twitter. It’s weird that before this year, z openly admitted to being a heavy lurker on her fan accounts yet never thought to be like “hey guys, stop attacking these people” 🤷‍♀️ that’s the same thing people constantly harp on taylor for because her fans do way too much online when attacking other celebs

Lol first I think I should clarify what I mean by "hate". I don't think he actually HATES Z. Hate is a very strong word. I just think JE would probably think twice now before dating a woman on Z's level of fame and influence in the future. He might prefer things with Olivia since she's relatively low-key and won't have a ton of fans jumping down his throat if they were to ever break up. Ykwim?

I remember that interview from a long time ago where tom copied z’s instagram caption as a joke and then he was talking about how her fans were in his comments going off on him

Chiiiiile Tom learned that day! LOL 🤣 He even talks about it in this radio interview:

FF [3:25]

This might be a "Confession Monday" comment lol, but I've always thought that Tom's post wasn't actually a JAB at Zendaya, but more so a joking self-deprecating comment about himself? Is it just me?? 🤔

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I thought he was using her same caption, and putting HIS picture up there and saying "stealing hearts since NEVER" as a joke on himself. I thought he only tagged Zendaya so that she would see the post and so that people would know that it was a nod to HER post. I never got the impression he was trying to put Zendaya down at all. I thought it was just a joke on himself and using her same caption as a cute thing to do.

Is it just me? 😅

Anyway, either way, Z's rabid Stans came and destroyed Tom in his comments section on her behalf. 😭

And see, this is why I need fans to stay in their LANE, and stop acting like they know these celebrities better than the celebrities know each other. Z obviously knows Tom way better than we do, and he knows her way better than we do (even back in 2017 - at the time of this interview).

Fans act all entitled and cocky and get mad on an actor's behalf when they don't even have the same relationship with that person as that actor has at ALL. 🙄

Like, stop! It's cringe! Stay in your LANE PLEASE. 😩 Fans act like the weirdos who try to come into a friendship group acting like they know everything and others in the group are like, please...just stop. You haven't known us as long as we've all known each other. Just stop.

[yanderes-galore]

A concept for yandere Professor Chaos with a hero darling that views him as their nemesis if you're willing to write for him please?

I'm going to alter it a little hit but it'll keep the plot! Aged up as usual! Wasn't sure where/how I wanted to bring the plot... so at the end it had two possibilities. I hope you liked this :D.

Yandere! Professor Chaos with Hero! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Violence, Enemies/Lovers but forced, Delusional behavior, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Obsession, Attempts at stockholm syndrome implied.

Professor Chaos is an extension of Butters in terms of yandere.

He's a somewhat incompetent villain that thinks what he's doing is horrible but really isn't usually.

He causes inconveniences more than anything for the most part.

Although in the games he is actually kinda threatening.

I feel he'd declare himself as your nemesis, like it or not.

Then he slowly realizes the genre of 'Enemies To Lovers' and decides that is what you two will do!

Perhaps it's time Professor Chaos had a... romance arc.

He knows he's supposed to be a bringer of chaos and not supposed to be loving.

Yet, Butters has known you before he and you took on an alter-ego.

When Stan, Kyle, and Cartman used him as a slave or punching bag, you were there for him.

Which made him... biased.

Naturally when he realized you were a hero he knew he had to do something.

He's easily one of the greatest villains in South Park.

It should be an honor for you and him to be enemies!

You're his nemesis now!

You may not even think of him as your nemesis despite what he thinks.

That or you do see him as a nemesis and just don't agree on the whole sub-plot he has planned.

Professor Chaos fantasizes about the arc you two could share for each other's character.

He hopes you can imagine it...

Professor Chaos and his nemesis... secret lovers in a world plagued by chaos of his design!

You act like you hate it... but you must love it as much as him!

He has this whole fantasy like something out of a comic book.

Even as a villain... Butters is still as soft as he was when he was younger.

The issue is his... execution.

He feels he can't hurt you when you fight.

You could beat him and he'd probably just accept it.

He also struggles trying to tell you his plan.

He loves you...! This could be important to your characters...!

Upon rejection... Chaos decides he'll have to persuade you.

Sure... maybe some enemies to lovers stories involve a little kidnapping-

He can make this work.

This little fantasy of superhero and villain pivots between actual illegal territory.

At first you thought this was some cute attempt at nostalgia!

Now Butters was actually holding you hostage in his house.

You thought you were just playing...!

This is the point you start to fear his delusions.

He stutters about it but he tries to be loving towards you yet also kinda mean?

He's really far into his delusions and this was a disturbing attempt at a confession.

That's if we were making this closer to canon where this is all some sort of game.

But if we're talking an actual superhero AU, it would be similar.

You didn't mean to get caught after Chaos tried to confess such a deal to you.

Yet Chaos is more insane than you thought.

Delusional, really... keeping you in a steel cage you can't break out of.

You always thought of him as evil.

Either scenario is a poor position to be in.

Then here he is... a lovestruck gaze on his face.

Claiming you warm his evil heart.

The first scenario is the most terrifying one.

Butters taking the game too far... thinking it's a good way to confess to you-

You hope that you'll be able to get him to reach his senses or get help soon.

Either by police or an actual superhero you don't care, you just want to be home!

[wenellyb]

Tommy was definitely racist to Hen and Chim. It seems like in season 2 they all moved past it though. Fans don't have to forgive Tommy. He's not owed forgiveness but so far it doesn't seem like Hen and Chim are bothered anymore by his past racism and horrible behavior. In season 2 we saw a change in Tommy and the dynamic at the 118. In season 2 we saw Hen, Chim, and Tommy being friendly together. That doesn't mean he wasn't racist but it seems to imply that they all moved on or at least were able to be okay with each other. This show is known for bad behavior happening onscreen and then we don't see apologies, people just seem to move on so I don't know if we'll ever see Tommy apologize to Hen and Chim for being racist to them.

We haven't seen Tommy being racist or sexist towards Hen and Chim or anyone since season 2. I guess we'll see what happens in season 8. Personally, as long as Hen and Chim are okay with Tommy then I can be okay with Tommy but if they bring up his old behavior and feel like they need him to address it then I am right there with them. When it comes to shows sometimes I feel like if the victims are okay and have moved on then so can I and that's how I view Tommy. If we see Tommy being racist, sexist, or horrible again in anyway then I'll have problems with him again but so far we haven't seen that. He's come back and been nothing but helpful to everyone at the 118. Nothing excuses his past behavior though, not even him being better now.

I think you should definitely block shippers and stans if they impact your enjoyment of a show or character. Please don't let stans ruin things for you.

Hi Anon!!! Thank you for sending this! And honestly I have no problem with people liking Tommy, far from it, I hope I didn't imply that in my previous posts.

My problems are:

1) people who say that Tommy wasn't racist because Hen and Chimney were civil with him when they were working together. As if it's some kind of evidence...a lot of people have been civil and polite to racist coworkers, for various reasons (for exemple: they weren't in a position where they would afford to jeopaedize their job).

2) people who act like the fandom should forgive Tommy because Hen and Chimney forgave him. Racism is a complexe issue that can't be summarized in a Tumblr post. But it's not as simple as Hen and Chimney were the "victims", in the case of racism, the victim isn't only the person it's direct towards, but a whole group of people.

Let me give a stupid example, but just to explain what I mean. Let's say A says the n-word to B. Later, A apologizes and B forgives A because he was drunk or didn't realize what he was saying or for whatever reason, it doesn't mean that other Black people should forgive A. That slur wasn't only directed at B, even though B was the victim in that scenario, that slur targets every Black person who witnessed or heard about that conversation.

(I apologize I'm bad at giving example I hope you understand what I mean😭)

If Hen and Chimney, have fogiven Tommy it doesn't mean that other fans should "get over it", unless they want to.

If Hen and Chimney forgiving Tommy is enough for you then that's ok, more than ok, but it might not be the case for everyone, especially non-White fans.

Side note, I also don't like when people assume the only reason other people dislike Tommy as a character is because they ship Buddie. Some of them do, but not all of them.

Thank you for the ask, I really appreciate your input.

And you're right, I'll start blocking some people, at first, I thought I shouldn't be blocking some people because we're part of the same fandom but that's obviously the wrong strategy.

[hikari-writes]

❥ Hika's Birthday + 780 Followers Event

Genre: Bittersweet

Prompt: “Not a single moment of all this was fake.”

Character: Yaku Morisuke

A/N: Requested by @hinahaikyuu !!!! Thank u for being the first (again omg love u sm aaaaaa 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭) requester !!! Im kinda nervous to serve up a yaku fic for another yaku stan i hope this isnt too horrible aetwhwhuwhw 😭😭 fake dating with yaku was quite a challenge so u know i HAD to over explain some stuff im so sorry-- but i had fun writing this one!! Thank u sm again for the request i hope u enjoy ehherh 💗💗💗

A week. You only had to endure this for a week. It’s really not that hard. At least, that’s what you had thought at first but looking at it now, you really doubt you can survive even a day of this. 

“Uh…Yaku. I think I can-”

“No, let me do this.”

Yaku promptly cut you off before sliding your shoe off your foot. You should’ve seen this coming. Going on a date with your best friend would undoubtedly exhaust your leg at some point. You should’ve worn a more comfortable set of shoes. You knew this. 

What you couldn’t have predicted however was Yaku fully getting into the whole “boyfriend” act and actually helped take off your shoes for you. You watched as he slid on another pair of shoes, a more comfortable one that he just bought at a nearby store. 

He grinned when seeing how flustered you were. Oh he’s doing this on purpose all right. As much as you hated being teased by him like that, you couldn’t bring yourself to ask him to stop and as much as you didn’t want to, you had to admit, being spoiled by Yaku like this wasn’t half bad. 

So, how did you even end up in this situation that could possibly lead to your heart bursting? Well, it all started with one person. Kuroo Tetsurou. He, who thought that the best idea to ward off a guy who’s been asking you out and pestering you nonstop was by making you and Yaku, your best friend, pretend to date each other. He, who had a knowing grin when suggesting that, as if he was hiding an ulterior motive unbeknownst to you. Sure, Yaku was a longtime crush of yours, but there’s NO WAY Kuroo would’ve known that. And even if he had known it, he couldn’t have possibly suggested that idea to set you and Yaku up together, right? (That’s completely untrue, he would most definitely do that, without a doubt.)

And Yaku. He didn’t look completely against the idea when it was first brought up. In fact, you could almost see a glimmer of shine in his eyes when he heard that, though you could be mistaken. But more than anything, he prioritised your opinion. You weren’t against the idea either. It could work, and not to mention you and Yaku were close to each other, so it won’t be much of a problem, right?

Well, you see, that’s where you’re absolutely wrong. It became a huge problem, especially to your heart. Yaku was still the Yaku you’re familiar with. But somehow he’s different. He’s not your best friend Yaku Morisuke that you had a crush on anymore. No, he made himself feel like he’s more than that. He made you feel like you both were more than just friends. 

Sure, you were supposed to be dating in the first place. That was the plan. To act like you were dating. 

'But it was supposed to be an ACT!' a part of your mind screamed. 'How the hell is he making this all look, FEEL, genuine??'

Yaku took your hand, holding it firmly in his, before smiling down at you. 

"Let's continue this date if you're feeling alright. Don't worry, we'll take it slow this time. There's still some more stuff I wanna show that I'm sure you'll love-"

"What do you like about me?"

Yaku's smile faded upon hearing your question. You didn't dare to look at his face, feeling mortified at yourself. What the hell did you just ask him?

"I mean! We're fake dating now, right? So like, what if someone asked that? How would you answer? I'm curious ahaha…."

Yaku snorted, he could definitely see right through you. It's so painfully obvious that you were trying to save the situation by adding that explanation. But still, he'll let it slide this time.

"Well, to start off,"

He began walking, and you followed closely behind him, not wanting to miss anything he said, while your hands were still clasped together.

"I like…no, I love how dazzling you are. No matter what you do or how you look, you always seem to shine. You shine so brightly in fact, sometimes I had to look away."

He stopped in front of a small trinket shop before leading you inside. He made his way through the shelves full of small shiny decorations, before picking up a small star made of glass and handing it to you.

"Like a star. You're a sight for sore eyes, and you brighten the dark night sky."

You both exited the shop after (Yaku) purchased the glass star. He then led you to another shop, this time a classy looking cafe.

He had asked you about what you would like to order, but you, still in a trance at what he just said previously, mindlessly blurted out the first thing that came to your mind. He smiled, before continuing, 

"I love the way you make me feel. You make me feel at ease with your presence. It's comforting. Even without saying a single word, being with you…"

Your orders arrived and he thanked the waiter before facing you once again.

"It's so cosy. Like a cup of warm coffee during winter days."

He took a sip of his drink, letting you slowly process his words. He didn't mind waiting for your response. He'll wait for you no matter how long it takes. 

"...oh my god...why?"

"Why what?"

You clenched your fists, hoping that it'll somehow slow down your rapidly beating heart. If you're honest, you're worried that it might actually explode at this rate. 

"Why…why do you sound so...genuine? We're just acting like we're dating. It's all just an act, a fake. So why on earth-"

"Are you upset because you think it's all just an act?"

You fell silent at his words. You couldn't say anything to that. Because he's right. You were upset. Him saying all of this to you, causing your heart to go wild, only for it all to be just an act? Of course it would upset you. 

"If you are, then I'll let you in on a secret."

You looked at him, confused. His right hand reached out to you before softly placing it on top of your left cheek. With a sigh and slightly reddish face, he whispered just enough for you to hear him clearly. 

“Not a single moment of all this was fake.”

[lovelykil]

「 Notes 」

stan x reader older ver.

cw; none sad a bit 😣

note; dude this took LONGER THAN I ANTICIPATED sossosorry I literally had no ideas 🤕

I guess you start to take note of the small things you love about a person, like their favorite food, song, their flaws, how they act.. you get what I'm saying.

One. Stan loved his guitar he loved writing music with me along his side, we'd sit together on his bed humming a tune till it sounded decent and I'd jot down lyrics that spoke to us.

Giggling to one another when his or even my voice cracked or messed up when trying to come up with a sound.

"Dude you sounded like a little girl on that last note"

"Did NOTT, anyway I need water I think I broke my vocal cords."

The greasy haired teen rubbed his throat with a concerned expression while I covered my obvious laugh at him.

Two. Stan also loved his band with Kenny, Butters, and Craig. They all made such a good team sounding perfect when they played together and I would watch outside of Stan's garage, being their #1 fan.

Watching the band play a song that I mostly wrote was such a bizarre thing to comprehend, and the way Stan would really put him self out there, singing like there was no tomorrow really.. made me feel something.

Whenever the band finished I would cheer and clap for them with a big grin on my face,

"Yall did so great, as alwayss. Can't wait to see you guys on stage!" I beamed, leaning away from Randy's car. Stan adjusted his mic with a shy smile plastered on his face

"You should really consider being my other lead singer, you'd do great Y/n." Stan moved over his guitar onto his back, walking over to me. I froze, not really knowing what to say.

I mean me sing? And with him?? NEXT to him?? and did he say MY?

"Oh I don't know, you know I just like writing the songs with you." I messed with some of my hair, twirling it around nervously. Stan took my hand slowly and interlocked them with mine, his light blue eyes gaze set on mine.

"I just wanna have you by my side, I kinda like how you make me feel so confident in a way." He admitted, looking away for a second out of his nerves.

I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest, it was that same feeling I always get when I see him sing or literally just being around him. I couldn't help but smile like a idiot.

"I- okay yeah I'll.. do it!"

"Really?"

"Totally, if that means I can be by you–" my eyes traveled to his as I went to hold his other hand with mine.

"Then I'd like that Stan." It felt like something just clicked in that moment, like we practically just admitted our feelings to one another in a weird way. The way he smiled after what I said could've meant something?

Well like I said, you take notes of the people you love after awhile and it was clear that

He didn't.

Three. Stan loves Wendy, he loves her dark luscious long hair with that pink hat she wears. He loves how strong she is physically and mentally. He adores her to the point he wrote a song about her and made the band play it.

But most disgustingly, made me sing it with him.

He didnt even need to write down her name on the paper, I knew the song wasn't about me, it was about her.

It's always been about her.

Wendy.

I should've known he was still hung over her, shit, he still gets drunk of his mind and goes to me.

I don't know why I didn't see this coming.

I really don't, I guess I was just so blinded by love I didn't care.

I didn't care about the red flags when he'd come crying to my arms randomly for emotional support.

I didn't care about the red flags when he'd sometimes shut me out for no reason then come kiss me like nothing ever happened.

I didn't care when.. we had our precious moment right in his bed and he'd mumble the words "You're just like Wendy, I love you so much." And carefully move aside some of my hair to kiss my cheek as our sweaty bodies collided with each other 'passionately.'

"I love you too Stan."

Four and last. Stan doesn't love me, he loves Wendy Testaburger, a girl that's known him longer than me, a girl I never had a chance against, and a girl that's not even here anymore.

[out-with-the-boys]

The Dance- Chapter 18

Homelander x Supe OC

Notes: 18+ No warnings apply for this chapter. Each chapter will have individual content warnings as they apply to avoid spoilers. Find this work on AO3. Tumblr master post here.

Previous chapter.

“I suspect you’ve got something to say to me.”

It was the first time Morgan had shared a space with Stan Edgar since the incident in Harlem. Almost six months. Six long, eventful months. The words left his mouth smoothly, but the razor-sharp attention behind his eyes gave him away. He’d already mapped out three ways this conversation could end.

Morgan crossed her arms and leaned slightly against the chair's back, wearing detachment like a suit of armor. Edgar wouldn’t buy the act, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t try.

“I suppose I do,” she said, keeping her voice measured.

A faint smile touched his lips. “Boston was illuminating, wasn’t it?”

Her mind skimmed the surface of his thoughts—just enough to confirm what she already suspected. He knew. Every filthy, little detail. About her being a natural-born supe. About the baby. All of it. The knowledge hovered between them, unspoken but heavy, like a loaded gun on the table.

She tilted her head. “Your Hail Mary attempt at the congressional hearing you sabotaged?”

Edgar’s smile didn’t waver. “That was certainly part of it.”

“And the other part?” she pressed, though she already knew.

“I needed you out of the way.” His voice was calm, as if he were stating the weather. “You wouldn’t have approved of what came next.”

“Punishing Starlight,” she filled in, a frown pulling at the corners of her mouth. “You knew I’d stand in your way.”

He gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. “You certainly have a reputation for going against the grain here at the tower.”

Her fingers tapped a slow rhythm against the chair’s frame. “You lost her anyway.”

The briefest flicker crossed Edgar’s expression—irritation, disappointment, maybe both. “She got lucky. Black Noir didn’t.” His tone was mild, but the words hit like a threat. “But Starlight won’t stay lucky forever.”

Morgan didn’t flinch, though his casual dismissal of Black Noir’s precarious state gnawed at her. She kept her voice level. “So what now?”

He leaned back slightly in his chair, steepling his fingers. “Now? Now we talk about the future.”

“Stormfront,” she cut straight to the heart of it.

A flicker of approval crossed Edgar’s face. “Stormfront was always meant to be temporary. Controversy was the point. Now she’ll serve as a useful scapegoat.”

“For the hearing massacre,” Morgan finished, her jaw tightening. “You’ve known what she was all this time, and you had plans for her.”

His smile was smooth. “I’m sure you’ll agree she deserves what’s coming to her. Congress needs a villain. I’ve given them one.”

She resisted the urge to scoff. “And what do you plan to do about Neuman?”

There was a beat of silence, long enough to confirm what Morgan had already pieced together: the connection between Edgar and Neuman ran far deeper than anyone suspected. Not just a professional alliance—this was a father-daughter bond, cultivated over years.

He chuckled softly. “If you know about Neuman, you should know better than to interfere.”

Unflinching, she held his gaze. “I’m not here to interfere.” The words tasted bitter, but she forced them out anyway.

Edgar tilted his head, studying her like a specimen under a microscope. “You’ve always been clever. That’s why I brought you in. I’d hate to see you waste that cleverness on something… unwise.”

Her heart pounded, but her face remained impassive. “Like what? Taking a stand?”

His smile was cold and knowing. “Like taking on a fight you’re not ready to win.”

For a long moment, silence stretched between them, laden with all the unspoken truths neither dared voice aloud.

Finally, Edgar stood, straightening his suit jacket with meticulous precision. “And congratulations, by the way.”

Morgan’s expression didn’t shift at his words. She let them hang between them for a beat, then responded with a dismissive shake of her head. “I never really took you for the sentimental type, Stan. You can save it for the folks that buy it.”

The only indication he’d registered her rejection was the slightest narrowing of his eyes.

Morgan took a slow breath, steadying herself before speaking again. “There is one thing I need, though.”

Edgar raised a brow, but said nothing. He didn’t need to—she could feel the calculations running beneath his calm exterior, already weighing the cost of whatever she was about to ask.

“It’s a small request,” she added smoothly. “And I think we both know it’s in your best interest to grant it.”

Quietly, she relayed the request and Edgar’s lips twitched into something resembling a smile, though it didn’t touch his eyes. “I look forward to seeing how clever you can be with it.”

She gave him a tight, mirthless smile in return. “You won’t have to wait long.”

Without waiting for his response, she turned on her heel and left the room, each stride long and purposeful. Stormfront had been far too comfortable for far too long. A reckoning was overdue, and Morgan intended to deliver it.

Getting in touch with A-Train was easier than expected. Whatever questions he had about how she knew he had dirt on Stormfront stayed locked behind his guarded expression. He was too anxious to see Stormfront knocked off her pedestal to press for answers, and Morgan was more than happy to oblige.

The preparation took time, but before the afternoon stretched too far, everything was in place. Security had been briefed to stay close and keep civilians back, just in case things spiraled the way she anticipated. News stations had been contacted, and now, fully armored, Psyren stood outside Vought Tower, ready.

As the five o’clock news was set to air, she tapped the ‘Go Live’ button on her phone. The little red dot blinked to life, and the notification pinged. In seconds, the audience swelled, comments flooding in as viewers joined the feed.

She let the camera settle on her face, her green eyes blazing with a fire that couldn’t be faked.

“Good evening, everyone,” she began, her voice clear and cutting. “As I’m sure you’re all aware, I’m Psyren. And there’s something you need to know about the newest member of The Seven.”

She let the silence stretch for just a beat, enough to pull them in, the tension tangible through the screen.

“Stormfront isn’t what she seems. And I’m going to show you exactly who—and what—she really is.”

With deliberate calm, she lifted a slim flash drive into view.

“You see, I’ve got the receipts. If you’re watching the news right now, you’ll find them being broadcast in real-time.”

The chat feed on her phone exploded, comments pouring in too quickly to follow. Shock. Outrage. Morbid fascination. The energy of it all buzzed through her, exactly what she’d hoped for.

Morgan leaned closer to the phone, her voice dropping just enough to make her challenge apparent. “So, Stormfront—if you’re watching—this is your cue.”

The feed was still live, comments flashing across the screen in a chaotic stream as the minutes ticked by. Morgan held her position in front of the tower, her posture relaxed, but every muscle primed.

She knew it wouldn’t take long. Stormfront was always watching, always looking for a way to control the narrative. And sure enough, a commotion stirred near the edge of the crowd as people gasped and pointed skyward. Morgan glanced up, her lips curling slightly. 

Right on time.

Stormfront descended from the sky, landing with a low hum of electricity. Her arrival was accompanied by the sound of phones snapping photos and recording videos, the media feeding frenzy already beginning. A careful mask of defiance, Stormfront gave her a cold smile, her dark eyes scanning Morgan with intense calculation. 

“You really think you’ve got something, don’t you?” she said, her voice loud enough for the crowd to hear.

Morgan met her gaze, unfazed. “Oh, I know I do.”

Her jaw tightened, though she forced a smile. “The lies people will believe these days.” Stormfront turned, addressing the onlookers. “All fabricated nonsense. These accusations?  They’re meant to discredit everything I’ve worked for.”

Raising her phone slightly, making sure the livestream captured every moment, Morgan let out an amused snort. “Right. I’m sure the photos of you with Frederick Vought were just ‘deepfakes.’ And the swastika armband? Vintage fashion?”

Stormfront took a step closer, her fists crackling with energy. “You think you’re clever, don’t you? Stirring the pot for a few likes on social media.”

Her voice remained calm, cutting through the noise. “I’m just taking a page out of your book. Most importantly, though, I’m here to make sure everyone knows exactly who you are.”

Upper lip curling, the faintest flicker of a sneer broke through Stormfront’s carefully constructed mask. “You’ve really got no idea what you’re messing with, do you?” Her voice crackled with the same energy gathering around her fingertips, sparking and buzzing like a storm on the verge of breaking.

Morgan didn’t move, her expression steady, her phone still trained on the confrontation. “No, I know exactly what I’m doing.”

Stormfront took another step closer, the air between them buzzing with tension, thick with unspoken threats. “You think you can make a fool out of me?”

She gave a small, unbothered shrug. “You’re doing that all by yourself.”

The crowd murmured at the jab, some onlookers exchanging glances, others frantically capturing every second. Stormfront’s eyes darkened, her patience unraveling at the edges. Morgan could feel it—the crack she’d been waiting for. All it needed was one last push. 

She leaned in just slightly, her voice low and deliberate. “The saddest part? You wasted all that time trying to help create the perfect race, even giving yourself over to be a lab rat.  And here I am, everything you could never hope to be, the next step in human evolution—homegrown and untouched by Vought’s formula.”

Stormfront’s expression twisted, her sneer turning to something far more dangerous: pure, unfiltered rage. “You arrogant little cunt.”

The electricity around her surged, crackling in the air like a live wire. Morgan knew she had her now, and the energy of the crowd shifted with it—phones snapping up to capture what everyone knew was coming next.

Tilting her head, Morgan’s eyes gleamed with cold fire. “What’s the matter? Can’t stand that nature went and made improvements on dear old Frederick’s ambitions?”

Snarling, the last thread of Stormfront’s control snapped as she raised her hand, electricity arcing between her fingers. “You’re going to regret this.”

Morgan smiled, sharp and dangerous. “Try me, Nazi bitch.”

Stormfront struck first, launching a jagged bolt of electricity toward Morgan. The air hummed with power as it crackled through the space between them. Morgan reacted instantly, hurling a chunk of pavement into the bolt’s path with a flick of her hand. 

The stone exploded into debris, scattering across the street, but Morgan stood unbothered. She’d expected nothing less. Stormfront narrowed her eyes, irritation flashing across her face. Morgan’s calm, almost bored expression only made her angrier. 

“Is that all you’ve got?” Morgan asked, her voice sharp but light, taunting.

The crowd buzzed, cameras and phones capturing every second of the exchange. Stormfront’s sneer deepened, and the electricity around her crackled louder, her control starting to slip. “You have no idea what you’re up against,” she hissed, voice brimming with fury.

Morgan gave a soft, unaffected laugh, her movements graceful as she used her telekinesis to launch herself to a new position across the battlefield. “I think I’ve got a pretty good idea.”

Stormfront let out a frustrated growl and surged forward, electricity crackling along her arms as she aimed a devastating punch. Morgan dodged, her telekinetic powers boosting her movements again, making her faster. 

The punch missed by inches, the force of it cratering the ground where Morgan had been standing.

Taking to the sky, Stormfront’s hair whipped wildly in the electric field surrounding her. Bolts of lightning rained down, lighting up the battlefield with deadly precision. Morgan darted through the chaos, throwing herself into a controlled slide behind a fallen street light, which shattered as another bolt struck it.

Sweat beaded on her brow as she kept moving, dodging by mere inches. The ground trembled under the force of the assault, but Morgan remained focused. She waited for her opening—and there it was. Just as Stormfront swooped down in another reckless charge, Morgan grabbed hold of a nearby car with her telekinesis and hurled it into her path.

Stormfront barely had time to react, blasting the vehicle with a bolt of electricity that sent it careening off course. It clipped her midair, throwing her off balance. Morgan pressed the advantage, propelling herself toward Stormfront, but the other woman twisted midair, recovering with a snarl. 

“You think you can stop me with your paltry, little mind tricks?”

All around them, the crowd had grown, ignoring the security guards trying to push them back. Phones stayed locked on the two women, and Morgan could hear the rising murmur of onlookers. Stormfront’s eyes flicked toward the crowd, irritation flashing across her face. 

“Idiots,” she muttered. Without warning, she turned and hurled a crackling bolt of energy toward the gathered civilians.

Screams erupted as people scattered in every direction. Morgan’s heart lurched, and she threw herself into action, flinging debris into the path of the bolt just in time to divert it. The energy exploded harmlessly against the ground, sending a shockwave through the air.

The crowd surged, panic spreading like wildfire as they tried to escape. Security guards shouted orders, struggling to control the chaos, but Stormfront’s attack had already done its damage—people were screaming, shoving, desperate to live to see another day.

Stormfront floated above it all, surveying the scene with cold detachment. Her lips curled into a satisfied sneer as she watched the crowd scatter. “Look at them. So weak, so pathetic.”

Morgan clenched her fists, every instinct screaming at her to wipe that smug look off Stormfront’s face, but she held back. 

Almost. Not quite, but I’m almost there.

Stormfront turned her gaze back to Morgan, her hands still crackling with energy. “You can’t protect them all, Psyren.” She spat her name like an insult, charging her next bolt as she prepared to strike again. “They’re all going to—“

The air shifted.

Before Stormfront could finish her sentence, a thunderous boom cracked through the sky, splitting the air like a whip.

Morgan felt the blast of wind before she saw him—Homelander rocketing down from the heavens, landing with a force that shook the ground beneath their feet. Dust and debris swirled in the wake of his arrival, and the crowd gasped as one, phones snapping back toward the dramatic scene.

Stormfront hesitated, her eyes widening. “Homelander…” Her voice softened, almost reverent. “She’s lying to you—they all are. You and I, we’re on the same side. We are gods among men and—”

He wasn’t interested in listening to anything she had to say. His gaze locked on Morgan, sweeping over her quickly to ensure she was unharmed. “You and I are anything but equals. Your first mistake was assuming we were. Your last mistake was going after her.”

Her expression faltered, disbelief flickering across her face. Before she could even so much as formulate a response, he slammed into Stormfront with bone-crunching force. Morgan winced at the impact, the sound of Stormfront’s body hitting the pavement rang out sharply in the air. 

Homelander loomed over Stormfront, his fists blurring as he hammered down punch after punch.

Wait!

Morgan’s voice pierced his mind, quiet yet urgent.

Homelander froze mid-swing, his fist hovering inches above Stormfront’s battered face. Slowly, he turned toward Morgan, confusion flickering across his features. “You want her alive?” he asked aloud, his voice rough with disbelief.

I need her alive.

Morgan’s voice in his mind was calm but unwavering. 

Just step back. Trust me.

For a moment, Homelander’s fists stayed clenched, his jaw clenching as if he were on the verge of ignoring her. But with a reluctant exhale, he dropped his hands, his expression still tense, and took a step back. Stormfront groaned, her whole body quaking as she pushed herself onto her knees. Faint sparks of electricity flickered around her fingertips, like dying embers of a once-mighty flame.

Morgan moved toward her slowly, her face resolute but serene. As she crouched in front of the fallen supe, she placed a hand gently on her shoulder, the gesture almost tender.

“You wanted to be the future,” Morgan whispered, her voice low enough for only Stormfront to hear. “But there’s no place for you in it.”

Stormfront’s eyes widened, a flash of fear—maybe recognition—flickering across her face. But before she could respond, Morgan slipped effortlessly into her mind, her presence spreading through Stormfront’s thoughts like a silent tide. Memories unraveled, hatred and malice peeling away into nothingness. Every twisted belief, every monstrous act easily dissolved, leaving only an empty shell behind.

Stormfront slumped forward, her breath ragged but steady, her expression blank. Morgan caught her before she collapsed completely, cradling her limp form with unexpected care, as though holding a child.

For a moment, she just held Stormfront there, her mind buzzing with the weight of what she’d done. The promise she had made so many years ago—to never wipe another mind—echoed in the back of her thoughts.

Taking a steadying breath, Morgan confirmed Stormfront was still breathing. She rose to her feet and turned to meet Homelander’s gaze, her expression solemn. It took a moment for the gravity of what had just happened to settle over him. When it did, he gave her a slow, somber nod, his usual bravado absent in the wake of her decision.

Morgan knelt, cradling Stormfront’s limp body for a moment longer than she intended. The maelstrom inside her mind quieted, but the hollow ache that lingered took her by surprise. She let Stormfront slump gently to the ground, her empty gaze staring vacantly at nothing.

She deserved it.

She reminded herself firmly. If anybody in this whole world deserved a fate like this, it was her. Death was too quick of a release for someone as evil and warped as Stormfront.

Exhaling deeply, her breath trembling as she rose to her feet, Morgan brushed the dust from her hands. Around them, the few remaining onlookers stood frozen, phones still raised, struggling to comprehend what they had just witnessed.

The scene felt like the eye of a hurricane. It was still and fragile. The tension had yet to fully dissipate.

Then, without warning, Homelander was there. He moved faster than her mind could track, closing the space between them in an instant. His hands gripped her shoulders, firm but not rough, his blue eyes scanning her from head to toe with laser precision.

“Are you hurt?��� His voice was low, but edged with urgency.

Morgan shook her head. “I’m fine.”

Homelander’s jaw tensed as his gaze lingered on her, searching for any sign she might be hiding an injury. “You could’ve been killed,” he murmured.

“I knew what I was doing,” she whispered, her hand resting lightly on his chest to steady him.

His expression twisted, frustration bleeding into concern. “The baby—” His words caught, and for a brief second, he looked more human than she had ever seen him. “You shouldn’t have taken that risk.”

Morgan offered a small, tired smile, lacing her fingers with his. “We’re fine. See? Barely a scratch.”

He cupped her face now with his free hand, his touch reverent. “Don’t ever do that again.” The command was quiet, but the intensity behind it was immense.

“I knew you weren’t far,” she said gently, giving him the only reassurance she could.

Something flickered in his expression—gratitude, perhaps, or something deeper. Without another word, he leaned in and kissed her, the gesture fierce and possessive. It wasn’t just affection—it was relief, desperation, and a claim, all wrapped into one.

Morgan froze for the briefest moment, the kiss catching her off guard, but then she returned it, just enough to let him know she was still with him, still his.

A murmur rippled through the few onlookers who remained, some snapping pictures, others too stunned to react. But Homelander didn’t care. His world, in that moment, was narrowed down to Morgan and the fact that she was still standing.

When he finally pulled away, he pressed his forehead against hers, his breath warm and steady. 

“Morgan, I think…” he paused, mulling over the spark of an idea that flared to life in his mind. “I think it’s finally time I told you something… Something big.”

Song: All the Good Girls Go to Hell by Billie Eilish “Cause even God herself, Has enemies.” Author’s notes: So this chapter didn’t go ANYWHERE close to what I had originally intended, but when I started pulling some loose ends together, this is where it ended up. There were some important story points that needed to be addressed before anything else could progress, in my mind. Either way, I’m really satisfied with where things went.  I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I’m really excited to keep this train moving.  I went a little crazy with the last few updates, and this update got to you a little slower than usual since I’m on vacation. Next chapter might be the same story. We’ll see though. I’m so determined to get this story to its conclusion. (Which is still a ways off, so don’t worry.)

Next chapter.

[cosmicjoke]

I am a bit lost for words. I didn't know you'd be upset or that you've been asked the questions I asked countless times already. All the interviews I mentioned are interviews that have been known by most people in the aot fandom...

Kamiya san never said Levi and Erwin were not even friends...

Anyway, thanks for answering... I think because you've answered these questions before you kind of brushed of all my questions to tell me it wasn't canon. Please, I wasn't trying to push you to think they are canon. I simply wanted to be able to take off my own shipper goggles but your answers have still left me confuse because the wasn't any concrete answers that didn't seem like an annoyed rant.

There is so much hostility toward the Eruri fandom by Levi stans even tho there are people who literally ship Levi with Eren. It's baffling.

There's plenty there that's concrete. You brushing my answers off as "not concrete" pretty much proves my point. Nothing you noted to me or claimed has any, evidentiary backing. It's all pure speculation and assumption and applied meaning with nothing to actually back it up, which is what I told you, which is why I don't take any of it seriously. You read meaning into scenes which is colored by your bias of wanting to see it as romantic, and when I tell you so, you tell me I've offered you nothing concrete. I gave you explanations which make infinitely more sense, when taken in the context of the actual events unfolding in the story, than to simply say it's "meant to be seen as romantic". An example, you trying to imply that Levi holding the serum to his chest is somehow indicative of his feelings for Erwin, when all it is, as I explained, is Levi hesitating because he's just discovered Erwin is alive. You want it to mean that Levi's heart is hurting, or whatever, but it literally doesn't mean anything other than what I've laid out. How is that "not concrete"? I am annoyed, because I get asks like this constantly and I've repeatedly stated that I don't want to talk about this anymore, but no one ever listens. You must know my stated stance on Eruri, so you must know what my answers will be, and yet you continue to needle me about it, like you can't just simply accept my answers.

I didn't brush your questions off. I literally went through every one and gave you my legitimate thoughts on each. You presented nothing to me which proves, or even suggest that Levi is in love with Erwin, because there simply isn't anything to support the notion. What's so confusing about that? What's so hard to accept about that?

I'm not hostile toward Eruri shippers, I'm just sick of these inane, persistent and obsessive questions I get, over and over, most of which in fact are aimed at me with the intent to argue. I said I'm sorry for being harsh, but you have to understand this from my perspective.

It's beyond tiring at this point. I gave you thorough answers to your questions, you then accuse me of brushing you off and not giving you anything concrete, because they weren't the answers you wanted, and then you act confused as to why I'm being so blunt. This kind of act gets to me, this constant hiding behind a facade of innocent intent or ignorance, as if you don't know what my opinion already is. You do, I'm sure, but you keep pushing. I've talked about this particular topic more times than I can count. You provide no evidence for the things you claim Isayama has said, saying it's because you don't know how to link to the source. There's endless supplies of false rumors and mistranslations floating around out there, and none of it matters, as I've repeatedly stated, because, again, the only thing that matters is what's in the manga/anime. That' IT. Even if Isayama said whatever it is you claim he said, it doesn't matter, because those are just off-handed, spur of the moment, vague answers given without much thought in live settings, or they're interview answers given in the midst of his writing the story, which necessarily means he can't give complete, fleshed out answers to anything, either because he didn't have a fully formed picture in his head at the time of where things were going, or he couldn't reveal what he knew because it would spoil the story.

If you want to believe Levi was in love with Erwin, go right ahead. But don't pretend like there's actual, concrete evidence or proof of it in the story, because there isn't.

I've written three replies to you now, and you haven't shown an ability to accept my answers on either one. You want to believe Levi and Erwin are romantically involved, and nothing to the contrary is going to matter to you, including the lack of proof in canon. I think this conversation is done now.

[macchiatosdumptruck]

I like how you self-identify as a filthy multi-shipper... because so am I. What are some of your ships? (Feel free to give as comprehensive an answer as you'd like.)

I'm gonna guess this is for tkk/CK. (If I went into my ships from other fandoms this would be a book. )

Hmmm. So. When I joined the fandom upon the release of S3, I was drawn in specifically by lawrusso. I had just started petering out of the IT fandom and they reminded a fair amount of Reddie. The angst with the possibility of slow burn with a happy ending got me.

But at the time there were some very good silverusso fanfics that I had read out of curiosity.

Once I watched the movies (after I watched seasons 1-3) I gained like 38366262 ships because Daniel is my fandom bicycle and I want everyone to get a ride.

I can and have shipped him with most tkk/CK characters because I find each ship to offer something interesting.

I started out a lawrusso stan. I still ship them. It's a ship with good bones. Unfortunately some negative sides of fandom (Daniel haters) ruined it for me for a while. But they're still one of my main ships and I have 2 wips for them currently. My favorite flavor of them is angry teen lawrusso.

My relationship with the ship changed a lot between the before and after of watching the original trilogy.

Obviously, I'm silverusso trash. Everything about them fascinates me. Plus it's highly aesthetic and lends well to a large number of my kinks. I also prefer them on the angsty side (I mean, it is canon. Plus the toxicity of messed up ships is like. The explicit appeal. ) but have been known to indulge in some fluff au's. It's the ship I've written the most for and get asked about the most. It's full of delicious horror romance tropes tbh. Or, if you want. You can go full angst and whump Daniel hard.

I also really ship danzen, even though I should write more for them and finish my wips of them. Chozen has one of the most interesting character arcs of any of the "karate rivals." It's a true enemies to lovers ship. Only Chozen is also like a night in shining armor now. His character development relies heavily on themes of shame, acceptance, and forgiveness. Daniel literally changed Chozen's life in a way that CANNOT be understated.

I also shipped LaBarnes before it was cool (I say as it has like... 6 shippers lol. ) Out of pure curiosity. Mike doesn't have a lot going on in the movie and that made him a fun character to play with. Especially the angle of "I'm in it for the money." Plus he keeps calling Daniel things like sweetheart and saying he owns his ass so...

And then his redemption in CK s5 gives us a lot to play with as well.

Daniel and Ali I ship as cute goofy teenagers figuring things out.

KUMIKO IS Daniel's FIRST TRUE LOVE. And I will fight people on that. It's love that was meant to be then wasn't. Two ships passing in the night. They changed each other forever in their short time together, and obviously never really "got over" each other. It's sweet and pure and heartbreaking.

Daniel and Amanda I ship because they give so many bi4bi #gender goals vibes. Amanda is just as unhinged as Daniel, and I think he needs that. I think they balance each other out in a way that really works. They subvert the typical tropes of a male/female romance with their character types. Also the height difference is hot.

Daniel and Kreese is something I never thought I would ship, but eventually the brain worms got to me. I just find Kreese's mind so morbidly fascinating. He was truly obsessed with Daniel. Why? There is so much to play with. Plus, it's also aesthetically pleasing and anons have tricked me into writing domestic au's for my hate-fucking ship.

I ship Daniel with all the Cobras. Usually as a group although I do think Dutch had something Going On given how he acts in the locker room scene. Incredibly feral.

There's probably more that I'm forgetting, and I'm not gonna get into the ot3's or I'll be here all day. Lol.

(whatever the fuck is going on between Kreese/Silver/Daniel has bewitched me though. )

💜

Edit: I forgot I also wrote samtory and cobra husbands. Samtory are feral angry girls and I love that for them. I ship cobra husbands only in the most heartbreaking way.

[1eos]

that person is one of two sisters who are neo shippers and are well known and hated among the intl twt ppls. they can even be spotted leaving comments on yt. they are obsessed with mentioning the lack of friendship whenever they don’t do anything together especially if with some other man. twt have said that you and them are the same and I just laughed.

and the arguing on twt is insane like he, literally as you said was doing a musical and he was also doing his own comeback but they say jelpi left it too long that’s what they didn’t include the others. no just let’s put more pressure on him shall we.

omg they left the others out lollll hakyeons priorities are in dramas and movies, redacted was literally enlisted. hongbin no matter how much they say haha let me be editions, is not coming back he’s happy being a twitch gamer. They’re constantly screaming about ot6 and ot5 all the time also them screaming about the lack of promotion from jelpi for the concert because some ppl didn’t know about it.. now them all arguing among themselves over this suspected draft dodging. It’s all ridiculous.

its crazy that neo shippers are so annoying even starlights, delusional weirdos they are, hate them. wait ME AND THIS WEIRDO ARE THE SAME???? FAVEEEE 😭😭😭im obsessed w twt fan bullshit. i say it would be hilarious if 90line were never seen in the same room again just to see shippers suffer but im the one crying over their 'friendship'. while also being hated for being a solo stan that doesn't like anyone else. WHICH IS ITTTT

but this discourse is fucking weird...theyre so obsessed with ot6 to the point of serious delusion. to ME, and to a lot of ppl, its kinda obvs hakyeons focused on acting likeeee he wasnt even rumored to be there when they were MEETING abt the concert lol. and im sure if he wanted to be there he could've negotiated a better date like no one (besides worried kfans) are bringing up leo doing 2 concert dates then immediately going back to west side story. that was fucking insane and im still trying to figure out what hakyeon was busy with lol. like im not gonna get on a high horse and be like u need to pull crazy leo workaholic stunts bc NO. no one should have a schedule like that but also...what the fuck is he doing? is the dress rehearsal for an awards show a month long commitment i truly do not know 😭😭😭and no one i peeped at has given a concrete answer on what he was so busy with

and its weird bc they're trying to absolve vixx of their decisions and blame it all on jelpi. nd jelpi IS very sus and they DO make a lot of bad decisions but in di end of the day if a vixx boy wants to be at a vixx event he gonna make a way to be there. its been 12 years their priorities have changed not everyone's first priority will be to their group 🤷🏾‍♀️that doesnt make them bad ppl imo at most its just kinda annoying that hakyeon just won't put in his resignation fr like put these girls out of their misery alreadydakdkmakm

cuz ultimately why the FAWK should they give up careers and opportunities? its unfair to EVERYONE like just bc [redacted] put off enlisting like the idiot he is should leo, hyuk, nd jaehwan be stuck in the basement doing nothing? and vice versa should hakyeon be forced to not pursue what he wants bc the rest want to be singers 4 life? should they all be jobless bc of fucking hongbin? be frrrrrrr these bitches are like toddlers istg let these men grow and be happy

😭 like your vixx boy not living up to YOUR expectations is a you problem. also how the hell did they not know abt that concert that was ALL over realvixx like??????? LOL????????

p.s. am i the only one annoyed by this idea that idol relationships are only 'valid' if they make themselves available for viewing to the public? like i don't immediately think vixx r beefing just bc they aren't seen with each other. i'll joke that hakyeon don't wanna dance but i'd never say he hates them cuzzzz i mean there's a whole world beyond what's shown on insta or twitter!!!! they could be texting all di time who knows! this entitlement to evidence of idol bonds pisses me off!!!

[faethskillz]

I was curious on what the top responses were so I collected data from reblogs from Thursday 4:46pm CST to Friday 8pm CST. There were a lot of responses and still more coming in; I may continue the data collection later on but not tonight.

I counted all Sebastian mentions in a reblog, including Sebastians claimed as second or third thoughts.

If you have not yet reblogged with your Sebastian, consider this to be your final warning before seeing some popular options.

Top 5:

Sebastian from The Little Mermaid!

With 100 tags, Sebastian from the Little Mermaid is Tumblr's most 'favorite' Sebby. Reactions were mixed, ranging from highly favorable to calling him names. One thing is for sure though, and that's that Tumblr has to work on their crustacean identifications. Users were were unsure whether the red guy was a lobster or a crab or something equally aquadelightful.

I searched this up and the interwebs are also confused although most people, along with Sebastian himself, say he is a crab.

2. Sebastian Michaelis from Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji!

Although he came in second with 92 tags, Sebastian Michaelis had the most people say him as their first pick. 81 Tumblrians (compared to crustacean Sebastian's 74) claimed to "hate this freak" (sakurraaa-s) and the community as a whole seemed to either find him unmeasurably attractive or thought he was unmeasurably awful. Overall a great run.

3. Sebastian from Stardew Valley!

With 75 tags, emo pixel marriage candidate is in third place. Many people, however, said he was the only Sebastian they could think of or that they had to struggle to come up with his name (well, not his name, given that that's the whole point, but his likeness). Ignoring the disinterested fanbase, Sebastian still has many partners in the Tumblr community.

4. Sebastian from Your Personal Lives!

My Sebastian was my dog's brother. Originally growing up together, the two dogs get along to this day and still see each other for sleepovers and playdates regularly. Sebastian is known for butting his way into my bedroom (something his brother refuses to do) and sleeping on my bed overnight.

Other rebloggers also have people in their lives named Sebastian, sometimes even themselves. 55 of 67 users put a friend, animal, peer, or themselves down as their first Sebastian thought, while 12 people favored someone else first and then their personal connection.

Happy birthday to yippeecore's nephew who turned 12 recently and is (allegedly) named Sebastian!

5. Sebastian Stan from being an IRL Marvel Actor!

This nerd blorbo has lots of stans who appreciate his cool and epic acting skillz. 54 of them to be exact. Having gone popular on Tumblr multiple times, it's only natural that many users thought of him as their first pick for Sebastian.

Thank you goldensunset for making this poll; people also commented that the tag buffer was banger (that means good btw).

Tags in the Other category included vague responses I was unable to identify as a category, super specific references to niche events, and items that did not fit into a character or item otherwise listed.

curious about something so i want to conduct a free-response survey. who (or what) first comes to your mind when you hear the name sebastian

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