#which is....especially relevant now lmao

[beneathsilverstars]

i keep adding things to this one post and then realizing they'd make more sense as a separate post. so here's how the party explained what happened in dagger ending au to bonnie:

Siffrin was very sad and worried about everyone leaving, because he was alone before he met us and he didn't want to be alone again. But he didn't talk about it because we all had plans that seemed very important, and he didn't want to get in the way, and he didn't want to admit that he didn't have anything else to do. It sounds pretty silly when you put it like that, but the rest of us were nervous to admit how much we cared about each other, too! Sometimes it's hard to tell someone how important they are to you, if you don't know whether you're important to them.

During the quest it was okay, because Siffrin knew we would stay together until Vaugarde was saved. But getting to Dormont meant the quest was almost over, and they got so upset at the idea of everyone leaving, that they didn't really care about what they were doing. Why did it matter what happened to them, when they were going to be sad and alone tomorrow either way? So they weren't very careful while they were training, and they got hurt. Luckily Odile saw, and Mirabelle healed them right up.

Now, he's really glad that we all decided to stay together longer! But he might still feel worried for a while, because it's hard to believe that everyone isn't leaving, after he's been dreading it for so long. And sometimes when you're sad for a long time, your brain just tries to keep being sad even when there isn't any reason to be. But if we keep reminding him that we love him just as much as he loves us, it'll start to stick in his brain better! We might also need to remind him to be careful and take care of himself, because that can be hard to remember when you're sad. And while he practices that, we can help take care of him, too!

[whenastrofell]

I'm conflicted on whether or not I'm going to "let" antis follow my art account, or if I will ever even post anything ""problematic"" on there, because I want to make art my job, and it seems like a large potential audience to be getting rid of, but I also don't want to associate with antishippers on a personal level so... I don't know. Like I'm not breaking your DNI if you're following me, why do I even care.

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

lies on the floor and stares at the ceiling about how lorien and the garde kids are the ultimate example of 'you inherit your parents' trauma but you will never fully understand it'

[unproduciblesmackdown]

fr both taylor's quants as mirrors to themself. rian Seen as so meritous and deserving and talked to and tasked with and advised and considered but apparently rian's whole thing is going "huh. wha" and having wendy's level of self-reflection (none). winston who is begrudgingly allowed to sit in his corner and ignored b/c he's undeserving so he can't really be meritous and nobody would look in that mirror b/c it's gonna be So not their reflection. while he just won't stop cassandraing and having all these insights and perception and observations nobody even asked or told him to have and is peak taylor understander and just like taylor: isn't guided by a paper-thin ego but also will take criticism / blame / mistreatment Too Much for his own good

[bugsbenefit]

who's getting books and who isn't?

tells you a lot actually

in lieu of us getting a Dustin companion book soon i'm doubling down on my point about how insanely telling these books are about where the story is going. especially if you look as who is getting books. and i'm saying this both about El and Will (where it's already kind of obvious why s5 is important for them) as well as Mike (where it's also kind of obvious why s5 is important for his character but it hasn't reached mainstream awareness yet apparently lmao)

as of now Lucas, Max, and Dustin (about to come out), as well as Robin and Eddie, and even Hopper and Terry have one. and they all explore things outside of the main canon by doubling down on what filmed canon already established and adding a bit more layers since they have the time to focus on a single character (like exploring racism and how Lucas deals with it in his book, something the show doesn't dwell on, or exploring Robin's queerness, taking place before the events of s3)

and the focus these books have makes sense since they're mostly written by commissioned writers. so obviously they want to skirt any topics that delve too much into plot heavy areas where the writers a) wouldn't know where the story is going or b) even if they got notes, you don't want important lore drops that impact the later story dropped in companion books

in short we're getting extra story's about no spoilery topics the main story doesn't have time to/want to explore

which makes it all the more interesting we're already getting books about someone like Robin when you know if you asked fans what povs they'd like to see someone like El would rank significantly higher if you trust favourite character rankings. but for some reason El, Mike, and Will have never gotten one

and some of these reasons are just really obvious, especially when it comes to El and Will

1) they obviously can't just drop a book on El yet. on one hand, because her backstory with the lab is a major plot point of the show and they can't spoil it in a book (even if they tried excluding it, writing 200ish pages for a character who can't remember what happened before they turned like 8 is one of those things that would be kind of hard to avoid coming up). even post s4 there's still so many questions about her past and time at the lab, they just shouldn't give unlimited access to her inner monologue about it yet. and on the other hand, El finding her place in the world is quite literally one of her characters main recurring motives, even a companion book as innocuous as "El tries out hobbies" would be exploring something we'd kind of want to see on screen since it'd be a resolution to her character growth and not a fun side quest

2) they also just can't drop a book on Will. the fact that we never found out what actually happened to Will in the UD is already reason enough, the show clearly wants to explore it on screen later on. (now even more obvious since there's already confirmed s1 UD Will in the s5 official teasers). you really can't write a book from someone's pov who's main trauma and life changing moment is something you don't want to get into yet. just doesn't work

there's plot points the show obviously saved for later so both Will and El are pretty unfit as book topics

but with Mike that doesn't actually apply in the same obvious way. Mike not getting a book despite being the leader of the party, having the most on screen defined dynamics with the other kids, and being part of the shows "main" ship would be really odd. like. Really odd. on paper he'd probably be one of the first choices for an easy book protagonist for a fun party side quest. of course unless one of the two book deal breaker reasons applies also:

they can't give his pov because giving his unfiltered inner monologue would spoil s5

they want to explore something relevant to his character themselves on screen and it's not fit for a companion book

but again, in comparison to Will and El where the why is really obvious Mike sticks out because we don't officially know what he's got going on yet. he has no mysterious absence where we don't know what happened to him like with Will and no open ended origin story like with El

it just makes it a bit funnier to me how many people are still fundamentally unconvinced Mike has something going on that's important for the outcome of s5. post s2 the show tries to get some distance from Mike's head and he's joined the club of main characters who don't get books alongside major canon event magnets El and Will. and yeah, obviously you wouldn't want a book from the characters pov who's feelings and sexuality you're actively hiding. it's also a bit of a no brainer you don't want a companion work going into how he's not been doing so great over the past few years because the reasons for that are kind of relevant to the main story. Mike feeling guilty for El dying all the way in s1 is something that might be more fit to bring up in show when their relationship is being addressed instead of in side material

but all in all? the fact that out of all the kids El, Mike, and Will are the only ones who don't get secondary material yet is probably the biggest give away that the three of them are who s5 is planning to give the most insight on even all the in show build up aside. they're being skipped as book povs despite existing public interest and seeming like conventionally easy picks for book side stories

in the current economy around shows franchises, going against what'd be a good marketing decision is always a dead giveaway something is going on

[velvetvexations]

Please correct me If I'm wrong, but didn't Playdough's whole beef with Bechdel trying to reframe her as a TERF start originally because escentially she wanted to prove that HOMESTUCK is somehow more deep and influencial and important queer media than DTWOF?? It was a poll thing and people where getting mad that homestuck was beating dtwof (this is the homestuck website like cmon) so Playdough started there the discourse of Bechdel being a terf to discredit her work

I have no idea if homestuck is actually that queer in it's content, but this incident made me realize something very common about pretentious cult-like groups like TRF and Tankies.

They want to find the way to parrot that their interests are somehow morally superior and more correct than other's; forcemem can not be just a kink it's actually a culturally significant political practice and forcemasc is just a transmisogynist bastard copy, transfem headcanons can not be just normal fandom shit for enjoyment they are the more correct and intelectual reading an analysis of any character that doesn't adhere to strict tradicional cis gender roles and transmascs headcanons are anti intelectual media illiterate misogyny, homestuck can't be just a popular old webcomic you still like despite It's flaws (like srly It has a shit ton of racism and ableism, it was created on the era of the internet 4chan was more culturally relevant than ever in memes mostly so of course) no It's not a pillar of queerness in fiction and media and the comics created by a literal feminists trans ally buch need to somehow be morally inferior because they're both compiting in a Tumblr poll

AHAHAHAHAHAHA SHE'S STILL DOING IT TOO

I'm sorry, but imagine having this much of a grudge over your fave losing a poll lmao lmao lmao lmao this is so funny oh my God.

But it's especially hilarious because all of what she wrote about June is complete nonsense that was never part of the text. Now let's look at what she had to say about transmasc headcanons:

Welcome to projection playground, ma'am! She's literally using the idea of "legitimate analysis" just to prop up her own headcanon. This is so gutbustingly hilarious. Does she even think it's possible transmascs could have headcanons based in 'legitimate analysis'? Considering the fact that she seems to vehemently insist literally every transmasc headcanon ever is actually transfem, probably not, right? Because she doesn't understand masculinity is revolutionary and transgressive for people who weren't assigned it? Because she's a self-centered moron?

But wait, there's more!

She's so consumer-brained and she doesn't even know it.

I love that her whole personality is structured around being the world's most obnoxious Homestuck fan who uses academic language to build a comfort blanket to soothe her insecurities and lash out at others because it's gender validating if she gets to lash out at trans men the way cis women are allowed to with cis men. Except I've never seen a cis woman do it this ineptly, or so blatantly the product of issues they desperately need to work out.

Anyway, back to Bechdel...

I know I've been ranting about this subject in a general, undirected way all morning, but I'm going to tell you that this is a problem with Plaidos, specifically, which she passes on to her audience:

They don't know what TERFs are.

A TERF has defined political views. There is a lot going on with them. You cannot take one belief or action in particular, such as Bechdel softly supporting some sex-segregated spaces, and call her a TERF when she's praxis in much bigger, material ways. It's not just about Homestuck with Plaidos, or TERFs in general. It's also about the fact that Bechdel ever did anything that had anything to do with the idea that some people are more wymynly than them, which they take personal offense to that overshadows, oh, I don't know, loud and consistent advocacy for children having access to HRT? Any real transfeminist would recognize that matters infinitely more. But with these people, that's not the issue. They don't care about anything but how badly it hurt them to hypothetically not be welcome to a shitty music festival, and Bechdel having went - even if she criticized it's policies - is basically the same as having flaunted her gender assignment to intentionally make them dysphoric.

But Bechdel supports minors getting HRT. She supports them being in women's bathrooms. A lot of TERFs have identical conversations about her.

So what makes her a TERF? Because she went to a party you weren't invited to?

Do you understand how pathetic this makes you look?

It's gross and TERF-y to say trans women as a category are jealous of people AFAB on some level but when you prioritize like this where being let into the club is the one big all-consuming deal over things like Bechdel repeatedly going to bat for minors having HRT, and they obsessively treat trans men the way they do...

Like, listen. TRFs. My friends. You're women. I promise you you're Trve Wymyn. Please get over not having been AFAB. Come to peace with it and accept that people who got what you want are on your side and are happy to support you in being recognized as a woman in spite of what was on your birth certificate. Get over it.

Just get over it.

And also get over your transfem headcanons not being any more textually supported than transmasc headcanons, losers. You're so obviously the ones addicted to seeing yourself reflected in every piece of media you consume if you have to write essays about how it's bad literary analysis to not believe in your strings-on-a-thumbtack-board shit and run down anyone else having headcanons related to their identity. You're not doing literary analysis, you're playing pretend with cartoons for children and getting upset when you see other people having their own fun without you.

One last thing:

EXTREMELY holy shit racist. Do you see what I mean? How TRFs care so much about slights to their Trve Wymynhood over all else that they say shit like this? Like yeah Michfest was basically the KKK, you're right, unimaginably stupid White woman. Remember when Lisa Vogel hung all those trans women to warn us not to vote?

[hard-core-super-star]

i'm the powder, you're the fuse [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: top!hailee steinfeld x bottom!stuntdouble!reader

summary: being hailee's body double doesn't shape up to be exactly what you planned...it turns out far better.

warnings: SMUT, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT -> VERY little plot; selfcest kink [R is hailee's body double and she's VERY into how similar they look]; hailee's kinda egotistical because...yeah; fingering [R receiving]; cunnilingus; grinding/lap dance; dirty talk; so much banter/bickering; dashes of praise; there's a mirror involved; light spanking; mentions of bruises [not related to the smut]; when will i learn to write endings lmao

wordcount: 4.2k

a/n: so...i might have taken my usual "fuck hailee steinfeld" thought a little too seriously this time 😅 in my defense...i have none, but i still had a great time writing this. usual "don't like don't read" type of vibes apply here. that being said, this is a reminder than my commisions are open AND i'll be opening requests starting tomorrow. [if you want priority, though, aka to ensure that i write your idea as fast as possible, commisioning something is the way to go] anyway, thank you so much for reading, i hope you enjoy <3

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The rumors that surrounded Hailee Steinfeld weren't news to you. 

You weren't particularly interested in gossip, most people in and out of the industry would make anything up as long as it got them five seconds of relevance. You knew better than to believe everything you saw on the internet.

As far as you were concerned, the brunette was merely another, slightly conceited, talented actress. You would have been fine never going anywhere near her...if it weren't for the uncanny resemblance you shared.

Most of the time, it was simply annoying. You weren't an actress, not really, you had always been more interested in stunt doubles than any other part of movie making. Maybe it wasn't the most glamorous, and it was certainly the most dangerous of all the on-set jobs, but it was what you were drawn to.

Unfortunately, most people weren't drawn to you for your lack of fear or penchant for badass stunts. Most people were absolutely fascinated by how much you looked like Hailee. It was something you fought against for most of your life...until you got a call from her agent, asking you if you'd be interested to be Ms. Steinfeld's body double in the new season of Hawkeye.

A part of you wanted to say no just to piss everyone off. However, you couldn't deny how well they were willing to pay you and how many doors working with Marvel would open for you. So, even though the last thing you wanted was to be in a room with her, you took the job.

All you were told was to change your workout regimen to match Hailee's and to fly out to New York two months before shooting started to get you fitted for the costume. It sounded far easier than you would have thought but then again, you were already halfway to basically being Hailee so it wasn't like there was much work to do in that department.

Well, besides work out. Which, again, wasn't that much of a sacrifice. Especially when your body started changing to show the results of your hard work.

Time ended up passing faster than you would have thought and before you knew it, you were on your way to your first costume fitting. You weren't too excited about it since you'd heard Hailee would be there, mainly to make sure the costumes were as identical as possible and there were no noticeable differences between you.

You already knew there wouldn't be, considering what people had told you for the past few years of your life.

Still, you knew it was routine and there was no point in turning it into a bigger deal than it needed to be.

At least that's what you kept telling yourself as the actress quite literally ogled you. You couldn't really blame her, your workouts had given you a more than impressive physique and you were very proud of the discipline it took to create the abs that now graced your stomach.

Hailee didn't need to know that, though, but she made it incredibly difficult to avoid the conversation.

Then again, it was like the only conversation she wanted to have with you had something to do with your looks. It was annoying but you were used to it.

What you weren't used to were the endless strings of compliments she was throwing your way.

It was easy to ignore it that first day. To chalk it up to her personality, maybe even her shock at how alike your looks are. Anything and everything except the obvious truth that she found you attractive.

Maybe it was your own insecurities that held you back from seeing the truth or maybe the weirdness that came with her being attracted to you when you looked so much like her. Something that shouldn't have made you pause as much as it did, considering the way she always paused to look at her reflection in the mirror.

Whatever the reason, the outcome was the same.

You ignored most of the compliments she threw your way while doing everything in your power to focus on the work and nothing else. It was easy at first, the stunts they had you doing were thrilling enough to keep your attention for long periods of time.

As the days went on, though, you found yourself growing closer to Hailee, despite how hard you had tried to stay away from her. Then again, it wasn't like you could do much to fight it when she went out of her way to spend time with you in between scenes.

Foolishly, you believed it was simply because she was trying to be nice, maybe give you some guidance since you were new to Marvel projects. To her credit, her intentions weren't fully bad...but there was certainly something else simmering beneath the surface of her warm smiles.

Something that you were too blind to see.

At least, until you finally allowed yourself to admit how attracted you were to her.

In all honesty, admitting the true weight of you feelings wasn't hard, especially considering how often she invited you out to dinner where the conversation flowed almost as easily as the wine. The issue was making sure said feelings didn't get in the way of your job, you were a professional, after all.

Hailee, one the other hand, didn't really care about being sneaky. Maybe it had a lot to do with the executive producer credit she'd managed to talk the director into or the obvious privileges she received as the lead of the show. Whatever the reason, the outcome was the same.

The more obvious the looks she threw your way became, the less restraint you started showing on set. Especially after a long day of tiring stunts.

It's how you found yourself walking back to her trailer, the brunette's arm wrapped securely around your waist to help you stay upright. Just because you weren't seriously hurt didn't mean you weren't sore and aching all over.

"What's wrong with you?" Hailee asks, her tone filled with amusement. "I thought all those muscles would break your fall."

"Ha ha, very funny," you reply. "I seriously regret not telling them to add more pads to the suit."

"Yeah, but you don't need the pads. You already look good."

This time, she actually gets a laugh out of you. Her contast flirting has a way of balancing between being annoying and endearing. Today, the balance seems ot be closer to endearing...or maybe, you're more tired than you originally thought. "Do you ever stop flirting?"

"Nope," she says with a smile. "It's not my fault, you're hot."

The emptiness of the set around you allows you to be more relaxed than usual which in turn allows you to tease Hailee for her very obvious attraction to herself. Weirdly, you didn't mind it. If anything, you found it a little flattering. Looking like this took quite a bit of work, after all.

Maybe it says more about you than it does about her, but that's beside the point. The same way she'd made a habit out of flirting with you, you'd made a habit of calling out her slightly narcissistic tendencies.

"You only think that because I look like you."

Hailee takes your teasing in stride, a soft laugh making its way past her lips. "And? That doesn't make it less true."

Somehow, you should've seen her response coming.

"You are so annoying."

"And hot," she says with a shrug, as if your words simply bounce off her.

"Keep telling yourself that."

"Oh, I will."

Honestly, you have no doubt she really will. As much as you want to hate her for it, you can't. Mainly because she's not wrong. She really is attractive.

It doesn't help that she has the charisma to make her massive ego seem charming instead of ridiculous. You have no doubt it'll backfire on her at some point soon, but for now, you'll just enjoy it.

The brunette leads you to her trailer, helping you inside and watching as you stretch out your sore muscles. Muscles she can't stop herself from admiring.

You're not sure where it comes from, or why you let yourself speak the thought outloud, maybe it's a testament to how safe she makes you feel or how unbearable your crush on her has become. Whatever the reason, the second you form the thought, you spit it out without a second thought.

"Can you help me take the suit off? The zipper's been really stubborn lately."

The silence that follows borders on unbearable. 

You can't fully figure out what the look on her face means. It makes you want to curl into yourself and disappear. To make a stupid joke and act like you never said anything in the first place. Like you totally didn't embarrass yourself in front of your unrequited crush. (An unrequited crush who is secretly thinking about jumping your bones)

"Are you...sure? I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"It's fine, Lee. I wouldn't have asked you for help if I couldn't handle it."

Your words seem like a bit of an understatement. Technically, you're not sure if you can actually handle it, but you'll be dammed if you don't take advantage of the moment. Of the brief flash of confidence that led you to ask her for help in the first place.

All she offers is a nod before her body starts moving. There's something weirdly intimate about the whole situation, about the way her eyes are locked on yours through the mirror in front of you. It's overwhelming in the best way.

Hailee steps forward until her front is almost pressed up against your back. The warmth of her body makes you shiver, but it's nothing compared to the feeling of her hands on you and it takes all your self-restraint to not gasp in response.

There's a teasing edge to her touch as she drags her fingers across your shoulders, caressing your skin until she reaches the zipper of your top. She drags the zipper down slowly, revealing your back muscles and the few faint bruises that litter your skin.

"Do those hurt?" She asks, a hint of concern overtaking her usual playful tone.

"A little," you respond with a shrug. "I'm used to it."

She hums  as her eyes scan your back, her fingers not so subtly running down your spine. It's a soft touch, but it makes you shudder all the same.  "How do you make it look so easy?"

If you didn't know any better, you might think she's being genuine. That there's care and worry behind her words. You know there isn't and yet...you let your mind wander anyway. "Because I'm good at my job."

Your words earn you a huff, and you watch her roll her eyes through the mirror in front of you. "And you say I'm the narcissist."

"Well, you're the one who wants to fuck herself." 

Even though you're merely trying to get under her skin, you both know there's at least a little bit of truth behind your words. It's clear in the way she can't stop admiring your back and the muscles you earned by training like her. By doing everything you could to look as much like her as possible.

"And you want to fuck me. It's the same thing when you think about it, honey."

"Oh, shut up. I don't want to fuck you."

"Yeah? Keep telling yourself that."

All she's doing is riling you up, you know that, and yet, as the fabric of your costume falls down your arms, you find yourself growing more confident. It's stupid to let yourself get carried away when Hailee is technically your boss, but you can't help it. You want to turn the tables on her. To make her speechless for once.

So, with a sudden burst of motivation, you turn around and push her back until her knees hit the couch behind her. You've never been more thankful for her ridiculous ideas and weird trailer requests.

"What's going on?" The brunette asks, although the smirk on her face tells you she already knows your plan.

"I'm going to make you eat your words," you reply as you do your best to sound self-assured instead of terrified.

Just because she flirts with you all the time doesn't mean she wants to do anything about it. Then again, judging by the look on her face, there are a lot of things she wants to do about it.

"I'm sure I'll be eating something soon..." She trails off, her silence leaving no room for alternate interpretations.

 You can't stop yourself from rolling your eyes. "Are you always this horny?"

"Apparently only when I'm looking at myself."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

She rolls her eyes, but the action is filled with more amusement than annoyance. It's not like she can act offended when she knows it's the truth. She loves nothing more than staring at herself, something that's become very apparent lately.

You take a second to try and calm your speeding heart before turning around slowly, making sure to roll your hips and give her an enticing show.

There's something slightly embarrasing about what you're doing, about the half-dressed state you're in, the borderline desperate edge to your movements. It should be a lot of things, but all it is is incredibly arousing.

You do your best to move slow, to tease her just as much as she's been teasing you lately. You're not sure who finds the slow pace more difficult, to be honest.

"Fuck," she groans. "You're playing dirty."

"Is that a complaint, Miss Steinfeld?" you reply with another shake of your hips. "Because I have no problem with stopping right now."

You take the opportunity to rub your ass against her lap and you hear her sharp intake of breath. The fabric that separates you isn't thin enough to let her feel everything, but it's a start. 

And it drives her absolutely crazy.

"Don't you fucking dare stop." Her tone leaves no room for arguments, especially when paired with the way her hands come up to grip your hips.

All you can do is smirk to yourself and continue your teasing movements against her lap. Her grip on you tightens as she pulls you closer to her, her hips not so subtly bucking upward in search of friction.

You know you should feel bad about what you're doing. At the very least, you should feel stupid for letting yourself get carried away like this. Maybe even dirty for allowing Hailee to touch you, to admire your body and the similarities it carries to her own. There are a lot of things you should be feeling, and arousal is definitely not one of them.

And yet...it's the only thing you can think about.

The brunette's hands pull you back until you're sat on her lap, and you tilt your head back in response to the contact, baring your neck to her approving gaze. "You look so much better like this."

"Why?" You reply in a breathless whisper. "Because I look like you?"

"That's part of it, yes."

You're not sure why, but instead of annoying you, her words light a fire within you that you're not sure you'll be able to put out on your own. Admitting how turned on you are seems impossible, even embarrassing, since you've spent the last few months making fun of her and calling her a narcissist for being so attracted to herself. Thankfully, Hailee doesn't need words to realize what's going on with you.

The brunette leans down, her lips coming into contact with your flushed skin and sending sparks of pleasure down your body. As if that isn't enough to turn your thoughts to mush, her hands slide down to grip your thighs, firmly spreading them open.

"You're such a hypocrite," she murmurs against your throat. "You want this, don't you?"

A part of you wants to lie, to pretend you don't care about this, about her. To act like you haven't thought about this moment far too many times since she started shamelessly flirting with you in front of everyone.

However, you can't deny how turned on you are. How desperate you are to feel her hands on your skin. To let her lose herself in your body.

It goes against everything the logical part of your brain is saying, but you don't care. You're too far gone to back out now. "Yeah...I do."

Your words earn you a sharp nip to your neck and you arch your back against her. "There you go, that wasn't so hard to admit, was it?"

As badly as you want to talk back to her, she springs into action before you even get the chance to open your mouth.

This time, she's the one who pushes you around, leading you right over to the nearest vanity. There's something incredibly fucked up about being bent over where she sits every day for hair and makeup, but clearly, the mirror in front of both of you is enough to distract her from that fact.

Her eyes are glued to the reflection, to your bent over form and the perfect picture the two of you make. To the almost identical looks on your faces, cheeks flushed, eyes dark with desire, lips parted in search of more.

It's dirty and sinful and so, so beautiful.

Her hands are still glued to your hips, her grip growing stronger with every passing second.

Suddenly, a thought pops into your head. One that's almost as bad as the one that started this whole thing.

You almost don't say anything, but then your eyes meet hers and everything comes crashing out of your mouth.

"You can do it if you want, you know," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Her eyes widen almost comically, accidentally giving away how well she understands what you're talking about. "What?"

You momentarily consider retracting your words but you can't deny how much the thought excites you too. How willing you are to bend the rules of what's considered appropriate for her. After all, it's just a bit of roleplay, right? What's so wrong with that?

"Come on, Lee, I'm not an idiot," you reply. "If you want to fuck yourself, you have to commit."

Your words clearly send her mind spinning. You both know exactly what you're talking about, it's obvious in the way her lips find their way into her usual smirk.

"Are you- what are you...are you sure? It's...that's okay with you?"

Her hesitation is a little adorable. For someone so adamant that things be done exactly how she wants them, it's a little endearing how slow she's taking things for once. How sure she wants to be that this is something you actually want.

As if you haven't been imagining this exact scenario since the day you met.

"I'm sure, Hailee. I want this too."

Your confirmation is the only thing she needs to throw all caution to the wind. You see it in the way her eyes narrow slightly, almost as if she's accepting the challenge.

Her hands leave your waist long enough to drag the rest of the suit down your body. The strength behind her movements leaves you breathless and not so subtly pushing back toward her.

"Holy shit," she mutters. "You've been hiding this from me the whole time?"

"I told you I'm good at my job," you reply. "A couple extra workouts a week go a long way."

Your words earn you a low chuckle, satisfaction blooming in your chest, before her hand comes down harshly against your ass. The sting is far more pleasurable than it should be and it wipes out any hope of coherent thinking.

"Keep talking like that and I'll have to gag you...Hailee."

"Oh, fuck," you whimper.

Hearing her call you by her name shouldn't be as hot as it and yet here you are, practically flooding your panties from the sound of it. From the unrestrained desire that's so clear in her voice.

"I guess you weren't lying, you really do want it, don't you?" She leans down over you, practically trapping you against the vanity.

Her hand snakes its way between your bodies, her fingers trailing a teasing path down your spine until they reach the soaked fabric of your panties. You both groan at the contact and she wastes no time in pulling the fabric to the side and sliding her fingers through your folds.

"Such a dirty little thing," she says, her voice a rough whisper against your ear. "Want me to fuck you? Make you scream just for me?"

"Yes, please, I need you."

"You need me?" She repeats, clearly basking in the ego-boost your words provide her with.

You open your mouth to respond, to tell her to stop being dick and just fuck you already, but she beats you to the punch. She quickly slides two fingers into your cunt, sinking them in with zero restistance and making you cry out at the feeling of being filled up so deliciously.

Hailee leans down to pepper kisses across your shoulders as she gives you a chance to adjust to the sudden intrusion. Even when she's clearly wanting to be rough, she's doing what she can to keep you comfortable.

"You feel so good, darling. Taking my fingers so well." The second the words are out of her mouth, she starts thrusting her fingers in and out of you.

"Hailee," you moan, your eyes still glued to the mirror in front of you. It gives you a sight you'd never have thought you enjoyed so much, but the evidence is clear in the arousal that threatens to slide down your thighs.

"I know," she replies, not doing anything to hide the smugness in her tone.

Her fingers speed up as she lifts her head and stares you down through the reflection. Your walls instantly clench around her, your lips parting around her name once more.

This time, you're graced by the sight of the smile you've grown to adore. "We should've done this a whole lot sooner."

You nod in agreement and she slides her free hand down to join the first one, her fingers finding your throbbing clit and adding to the overwhelming pleasure. "Fuck- Please, don't stop."

"Wouldn't dream of it, Hailee." You're not sure what it is about her words that sets you off so badly, but the pleasure takes you completely by surprise. Hailee notices, though, and she speeds her movements up accordingly to bring you closer and closer to the edge.

"Come on, baby, I know you want to fall apart for me, do it. Cum for me."

You wouldn't deny her even if you could.

You say her name like a prayer as her touch sends sparks of pleasure down your spine. It doesn't take more than few moments for a particulary hard thrust to send you hurling toward your orgasm, walls fluttering around her fingers.

"Fuck...there you go."

She works you through your orgasm, going back to kissing and nipping your shoulder as she slows down her pace. It does little to soothe you and the overwhelming need you still feel, but you appreciate her efforts all the same.

"You doing okay?" She mumbles, slowly easing her digits out of your sensitive pussy.

"Yeah, just...a little out of breath."

"I thought that's what all the workouts were for," she teases as she shifts back.

You're about to complain about the sudden lack of contact when you watch her drop down to her knees behind you. Your breath gets knocked out of your breath once more and you know there's no way you'll be able to go back to normal after this.

Then again, that doesn't seem like such a bad thing now. Especially when her tongue is darting out to taste your arousal.

You buck your hips back against her mouth which makes her chuckle. "Still so eager, aren't you? It's alright, show me how much you want me."

You don't give yourself enough time to think about her words. You simply do as your told, rolling your hips and feeling her tongue explore your soaked folds.

You're a little too sensitive to take it, but that doesn't stop her from wrapping her lips around your clit and sucking hard enough to make your whole body shake.

"Holy shit, Hailee-"

She hums in response, the vibrations turning your legs to jelly. It's more than a little embarrassing, but completely justified considering the situation.

It takes her no time to make you fall apart for her again. You can practically feel her smirk as she swipes her tongue through your folds once more, collecting your release.

She leans back once it's clear you can't take any more stimulation, placing kisses across every inch of skin that's close to her. "So...how long until you can return the favor?"

You laugh despite yourself. "Oh, fuck off."

[jevilowo]

It's me the timeline guy. Here are my many lore related grievances with the comic:

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT tho most people have probably read it by now lol

FIRST OF ALL, the Administrator's plan. What happened to "plan so disturbing that several US senators pardoned her for the Poopy Joe incident?" What even was her plan actually was it just to keep the fighting going forever? Then what was the point of Australiummaxxing after Redmond and Blutarch died?

What's up with Zepheniah’s hooked up corpse. Isn't his ghost still around? He certainly is by the seventh scream fortress comic, which takes place during MvM. His will says he won't rest until he's done being mad at the world idk how that relates to anything.

OH HORSEMANN MY HORSEMANN. Why is Zepheniah claiming to be an only child? And it's not a retcon bc later on Soldier pulls up the family photo WITH SILAS IN IT. Where did he even get that. Anyways. The only explanation is either 1) some in-universe attempt by Zepheniah to write Silas out of history (implied by the two copies of the quarterly concern, one seen in a hidden page in the classless update and the other in the background of the Engineer update), or 2) ...i was going to say Silas was actually his cousin or something but that wouldn't make sense if the siblings of Zepheniah’s dad all died young. Urgh. I hoped the Horsemann would return and put to rest the implications dragged up by scream fortress two but alas twas not to be.

What's with the 3 different covers of a young Administrator? My theory is they're supposed to represent three possible backstories the writers were cooking and wouldn't commit to. Who knows.

CHARLES DARLING. The triplets' birth certificate claimed that their mother was a Darling (save me Bette Mann etc etc), and that had me convinced Charles was going to be at least RELEVANT. Why else would he, a joke antagonist introduced in the War! Comic, show up at all? Looking for Australium, no less? I tell you that flashback of him and Maxton had me CONVINCED something would happen. Especially with the two of them lowkey treating him like shit.

So so so much Admin stuff left unexplained. Seeing her child self in the Australium. The census dated back to 1850 with "HELEN" on it. Telling Engie "your family has already done so much for me". By that she could have just meanth Radigan making an immortality machine for Redmond as well as Blutarch I guess, but ??? I liked the Emily reference tho that was something one of the artists reffered to her as for the Engie Update Comic by mistake and later took back so neat callback lmao.

SPEAKING OF RADIGAN. Nothing on who the third Australium machine went to. Presumably Admin I guess? Not explained, never will be probably.

Who was the person in the torn Mann Family portrait? My main theory was always either an earlier version/design of Grey or a Darling, but in the picture Soldier shows (SERIOUSLY WHERE DID HE GET THAT) we can't even see the outline of a person around his thumb. It almost looks like they just made a version of the picture without anyone in the middle and called it a day.

TFI having other mercenary groups came out of fucking nowhere, even in comic six. The T and F presumably stand for "Team Fortress", fuck you mean "Team Citadel", "Team Vanguard", giant fucking statue of random epic looking mercs??? What is happening. They did NOT explain that shit at all. Multiple, seemingly incredibly competent teams are NOT "eighteen perfect idiots". Did Poopy Joe die for nothing.

One of the top posts I've ever made is the one where I point out the date Spy and Scout got arrested on that newspaper: September 7th, 1972. This means the rest of the comics should take place 5½ months later i.e. February/March 1973. Ergo, 1979 could not be "seven years later". The comics seem to think themselves that they're set in 1972 already, there's a few lines about it but for the life of me I can't remember. Something something however many years since Zepheniah died blah blah year the triplets were born. Whatever. It's on my timeline probably.

Smaller thing, but embarrassing lack of a full name reveal for Heavy (I originally said And Medic here but. Herbert Ludwig was revealed). Spy also, but I wasn't really expecting that. Heavy shall remain Mikhail "Mischa" Weponzgy in my heart.

SO IN CONCLUSION: the writers went in with no clue how to end the story, something made evident by the possibility of the 4chan leaks being an early script and also entirely fucking different.

Still, there were a lot of lore unrelated things I did enjoy: the fact that the mercs actually got a happy ending, for one thing. Sniper stealing a plane, Scout maturing and moving on from Pauling, Pyro literally just being overjoyed to see Engie again, babies!!! The fact we even got a comic! How crazy is that? At least we didn't have to wait another seven years.

I might draft a script for an alternate ending that tries to answer lore stuff more, but knowing me I wouldn't finish it. Still, I am working on making a website for my timeline and I'll upload the link here once I'm done with it. Oh and I'll update the doc version soon. Bitterly.

[obitoslover]

Your perspective on things is AMAZING. I have no words, I'm just

Your insight on the characters and situations is just-- it feels so canon/dark (not "light hearted" as the actual series, but fitting with Konoha Founders era) I feel I can touch it with my own hands (pls tell me what's that fanfic so I'll follow/subscribe.)

And I love the historical facts, I really admire how much you know about japanese history and language

@narutobrainrotstuff @evilkitten3

mutuals what do you think it would happen if madara was the first hokage? excluding kurozetsu's whole plot ofc

[natalyarose]

𝓈𝒶𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇 (𝓋𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒸 𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑜) ♡

My little sister introduced me to Sabrina Carpenter and I gotta say I loove her!! Not necessarily my type of music, but the older I get, the more I realise how every genre has something so beautiful to offer and it just makes me so happy to see ART and joy in this world of any kind :')

My first thought is she's gottaaa be Sun influenced- the pastel, literally sunny visuals, the bubbly smile & attitude, the 'lightness'. I find Solar women possibly the easiest to spot- even Sun women I've met who have 'darker' personalities & aesthetics still offer this light energy. I checked, and she is Krittika Sun! (I know she's getting very popular now so this is all probably old news to a lot of people lol but just thought I'd share).

ALSO, I've noticed people remarking on how she is bringing the element of dance and full 'performance style' back into music. Krittika is intimately connected to the art of dance.

Then she has Moon conjunct ascendant in Purvabhadrapada, in the 1st house! Classic Jupiterian sass & vocals (Jupiterians often have gorgeous and or very powerful voices since Jupiter traditionally rules the throat) + Purvabhadrapadas position as the archetypal 'femme fatale' is referenced in her song 'Feather'. Religious imagery is common to see with Purvabhadrapda natives too given the bhadrapada Nakshatras relation to sacrifice.

Since she has Purvabhadrapada Moon; this makes her yoni animal the lion- glamorous, proud, strong.

I noticed someone comparing her energy/demeanour/look in her music video for her song 'Espresso' to Sharpay in Highschool Musical, who is played by Krittika Ascendant, Ashley Tidsdale. Definitely a nice depiction of Krittika energy- being in Taurus, we see Venus (beauty, pleasure, luxury, art) combined with Sun (joy, warmth, self love, authority). Edit - y'all I think I got confused between different birth time sources, but Ashley is in fact mostly Bharani ascendant HOWEVER, with Venus in Krittika ruling her chart.

As well as Sun & Jupiter Nakshatras' abundant qualities, I think Sabrina having Moon in the 1st definitely helps to garner likability & widespread appeal. Moon reflects whatever is around it, so she's going to be somebody who as an artist, is naturally attuned to public opinion. Moon in the 1st can have a knack for identifying what is popular, and reflecting it back through their persona or art in their own way.

With Sabrina's Sun, Moon & Asc consisting entirely of Purvabhadrapada & Krittika, this makes the energies of the 'brahmin caste' extremely relevant to her. Brahmin Nakshatras tend to be associated with spirituality, knowledge, education, prestige or a 'priestly' quality. Of course, not always especially since the ways in which each Nakshatra works is very unique; but heavily Brahmin influenced people tend to find themselves in very privileged positions in life- even if they're in a rough spot, they carry themselves with an aura of importance and therefore tend to easily attract what they desire.

As I talked about in my Vishakha women post, especially Vishakha but honestly strong Jupiter influence in general is often somewhere in the charts of those who have the type of fame where they are ever expanding & deeply influencing the masses.

Anyway, I'm eating up her music videos lol, the solar energy is so uplifting- sorta makes me nostalgic for the 2010s, when mainstream music & trends was a lot more solar inclined in that way. Some may have considered it shallow (my edgy 12 year old self sure did lmao) but honestly I think there can be something very spiritual about artists making music that's just fun, joyful and silly.

Thankyou for reading & I definitely want to do more small observational/analysis posts like this! ♡

[apostaterevolutionary]

The source that showed "all" the choices you import into DATV was made in bad faith. You can see in the source that there are more tabs and therefore options than what the poster wanted people to think

I REALLY hope you’re right anon, but I got the info from the IGN article where they interviewed Epler, which he also posted about on bluesky, so there’s no reason to think it’s incorrect at this stage

And like. I get not including a lot of choices. I’m sure whether you gave the prisoner at Ostagar food isn’t relevant lmao. But like. If true, Varric must literally never mention Hawke given even their gender can’t even be selected, let alone whether they got left in the fade or not. And that second decision apparently didn’t affect Varric as much as Inquisition implied, if he’s the same person either way. And it also means rook never gets to know Varric well enough for him to mention a big part of his life, that being his time in Kirkwall. Which sounds like such a shallow and disappointing relationship, something I would expect bioware to do better than. Same with Morrigan and her potential entire child or romance with the warden or the warden’s potential death, as a friend or lover especially. I don’t think those are small decisions

I do hope there’s like. Something they’re not saying. Why they would present it like this if so, I can’t fathom, because of course people are getting upset. But maybe there are more choices. I really hope so. I personally am waiting until it actually comes out either way before deciding to buy, but the hope that was slowly building in me has really dwindled now. It just sounds so shallow and that’s what really bothers me

[eclipseberrycake]

With the Words of a Love Song (MBC X Healer! Reader)

AN: Aright, aright, I see what you're laying down, I see it. How are y'all feeling after the last MBC fic anyway? the engagement I got on it was CRAZYYY and I adored it sm

This will Not follow the storyline my main MBC story does, so if you all begin missing Blu, fret not she is still around, just not in this universe <3

☁ Now, these guys with a healer partner? That's a dynamic for sure.

☁ Probably better for Sprout's poor heart lmao

☁ Astro is by far the most protected toon on each run if this is the case. With not only Sprout and Cosmo playing favorites, you probably play favorites as well, which it's Astro. Who wouldn't.

☁ Since Cosmo and Sprout bond over baking, I imagine you and Astro bond over late nights. Like, c'mon, imagine it's late at night and while Astro is making sure the other two are sound asleep with only the best of dreams, he's laying with you as you hum some soft tune.

☁ Speaking off, the second they hear your voice, they're all over lullabies. Especially since nightmares from their times as twisteds still haunt their memories. Having you and Astro there make falling asleep easier than it was even pre-breakout.

☁ It quickly becomes a favorite part of the night time routine.

☁ Honestly, that's probably what kickstarts the entire relationship in this universe. Cosmo gets hit/heals someone/ another reason here and you're closer than Sprout was, quickly healing him with a small little rhythm.

☁ Already Sprout's got his eye on you for that as Cosmo is adamant on thanking you with your favorite dessert- he doesn't know what else to do because he's never been healed by anyone outside of Sprout or his cousin. Of course, where those two roam in my world, Astro isn't far to follow.

☁ He probably meets you on a late night walk where you're humming to yourself, maybe snuggling with Coal.

☁ Anyway, I've established previously that these three fall hard and fall fast, and are full of so much love to give. They spend endless hours trying to give you all the confidence you deserve, even if you fail to see it.

☁ They respect your wishes on limiting the use of your ability on the field, leaving most healing to Cosmo or Sprout. The only exception being if one of them needs it. In which case, you and one of them will hide in a secluded area so you can very quickly use your ability before moving once more.

☁And maybe when Astro specifically asks. As much as he loves the treats (And this is my personal headcanon) he has trouble eating and running at the same time, which is necessary when the bakers heal him, so having you sit him down for a moment of reprieve is much preferred for him.

☁ By the way. I never mentioned this in my previous MBC stuff because it wasn't really relevant, but the worst person to heal, by far is Sprout. In the other verse, he has to constantly be open to being healed because Disractor! Reader is The Worst (tm), and he needs to be alive to heal them, but with Healer! Reader?

☁ Out the window. I said you all were gremlins, this entire polycule is gremlins, and I meant it. Sprout included. He is the worst to get to sit down, and accept any form of heal if it meant taking a bandage or med kit from someone else (Like you, Cosmo or Astro). But with your ability he's a little more receptive to being healed which is good for your heart and Cosmo's poor nerves.

☁ It's not very often you have to use your ability, but of course, accidents do happen.

☁ Especially with the floors as unpredictable as always.

☁ They knew it would be a blackout the second they stepped out as the sound of the generators sputtering was too loud to ignore. Astro was quick to find you, as he gave off enough light to guide both your way and his own, while Sprout and Cosmo watched Pebble run off, calling the attention of whatever twisted he found.

☁ "You two stay with each other." Sprout practically ordered, looking back at you and Astro. "Me and Cosmo will be following Pebble. Keep track of which direction you go in."

☁ "Of course, thank you dad." Vee piped in behind him with a teasing cackle, even as the berry turned around to glare at her.

☁ "Come now, let's move. It's no fair to Pebble if he's suffering for our dallying." Rodger quickly cut in, walking forward to a nearby machine.

☁ "We'll stick together." You quickly amended, giving Sprout a soft smile before you and Astro were both walking off, sticking close to the walls for a worst case scenario.

☁ The run quickly turned into just that as every minute that passed there seemed to be the sound of someone getting hit. Blackouts were always hard, especially the further up you got, as you never knew how many Twisteds there were. You were convinced the onl y reason you and Astro stayed safe was because of Vee's ability, highlighting any twisteds wandering near the two of you.

☁ Well that and Astro's stealth which worked wonderfully as he kept you behind him, just in case.

☁ By the time the last machine was finished, you and Astro were hiding behind some crates near the elevator, quickly slipping in when it opened while eagerly awaiting the others. One by one, they trickled in, looking worse for wear. Beaten and bruised, stained in their own ichor, but healed. Not that you had any doubt in your healers afterall.

☁ Cosmo was the first one back, wincing, but standing. This was the last floor anyway. You'd take him to med bay right away.

☁ He still smiled when he saw you and Astro though, welcoming the kisses bestowed upon him with a tired wag in his curled tail (No one mentioned I gave Cosmo a tail. Y'all. COSMO TAIL CMON).

☁ Sprout was next, joining the little huddle before you could even register he was there, burrowing right in the middle. He was fine as well, teasing Astro that he could've used the Stamina boost, but could tell the celestial was busy. The only response he got was a cheeky little shrug.

☁ The only toon left was Pebble, who announced his presence with a happy little bark, only for it to turn into a sharp yelp as he turned the corner and a Twisted Coal appeared out of seemingly nowhere, sinking her teeth into his side. She let go if only to snarl at Pebble, it gave the poor pup the opportunity to run into the elevator.

☁ There was a flurry of commotion as all eyes turned to Sprout and Cosmo, but Cosmo didn't have the means to heal Pebble without risking his own life and Sprout was fresh out of tapes after healing Rodger.

☁ And while you didn't like it, you knew what you'd have to do.

☁ Gently shuffling in between Sprout and Vee, who cradled Pebble between them, you swallowed whatever was choking you, extending your hands to gently lay on Pebble's side.

☁ Sprout's eyes were immediately on you, torn between protecting your comfort and healing Pebble, but you ignored his concerned looks. You nearly buckled before a hand on your shoulder had you glancing up, Astro giving you a soft smile as Cosmo immediately sat beside you, laying on your shoulder.

☁ With a deep breath, you sang the same verse you always did, feeling your ability thrum in your veins as you channeled the energy into the wound.

☁ It closed seamlessly and before they knew it, Pebble was back to his happy, tail-wagging, circle running self, giving you a cold lick in thanks along with another yip.

☁ Feeling drained from the action, you tired pat the rock as the elevator begins to return to the lobby.

☁ "Wow, I didn't know you could do that." Vee mentions in the silence, a grin on her face as she pets Pebble, who had darted over to her. "Neat trick."

☁ "That's my partner." Sprout beams, pride practically radiating off of him as you chuckle, leaning onto Cosmo. The cake roll presses a kiss to your temple as you do so, rubbing your shoulder as he watches Sprout and Vee quickly get into a playful argument.

☁ Astro is still behind you, even if he has the same, cocky, prideful look on his face that Sprout did.

☁ You're sure there are consequences that'll come from this, but as you doze just slightly against Cosmo's shoulder, you can't really find it in yourself to care.

☁ As you finally give yourself to the urge to fall asleep, you catch Astro's eye, and a sudden realization hit you.

☁ Astro, you sneaky son of a bitch.

Small AN:

This is the OG Request:

Hi again! All of the asks you do are AMAZING! Thank you again for doing my asks! So, here’s another one for you to look at in your free time!

A moonberrycake (what a shocker) x reader. The reader can heal people, but only when they sing. Reader is the most confident in their singing so they never use their ability, but on one run, they accidentally use it to treat another toons damages.

Hope this doesn’t seem cringe and you enjoy it! (Btw, can I be 💜 anon if you do those types of things?)

And yes! You absolutely can be! I do do those types of things!

[chopshajen]

~ The Trickster Cat ~ Compelling, Enigmatic, Condescending ~

I said a bit ago that I had a Kooza/Cats crossover in mind and even if it was cursed I would draw it anyways, and here it is now, surprisingly uncursed, or at least, surprisingly satisfactory! I'll have to do some dance poses sooner or later but I'm happy with this as a start :3

I tried to keep the design true to both sources of inspiration. Some thoughts on the design under the cut:

There are some elements of the Trickster's design that translate pretty well to stage!Cats costumes, namely the smooth-limb effect of the Trickster's extra-long sleeves and flared pant legs compared with the Cats arm/legwarmers. It's something I really like about the traditional Cats costumes (and a big part of why Cats 2019's designs don't work)* and something I REALLY like about the Trickster's outfits, so it's great for me.

*For further expansion on the subject, @missing-sock-misto has a great breakdown of the Cats costumes here. The relevant part is this:

They help shape the limbs and invoke the feeling of fluff. Human limbs taper, especially at the joints: wrists, elbows, knees, ankles. The arm and leg warmers help cover this, because they’re thick, making them more like cat limbs, which are functionally tubes.

It's one of the first elements I noticed when I first watched the Cats stage show, and when started interrogating myself as to why I liked the designs so much, I realized its importance in "evoking felinity", as azerairis and missing-sock put it. There are a lot of Cats adaptations that, for some godsforsaken reason, get rid of the arm and leg warmers, and it's almost always a mistake. We're trying to make them look like cute cats, not like painted humans.

For the Trickster, why they have long sleeves and flared pant legs may not be as obvious, but they do still serve a visual purpose. They make the Trickster appear that much more ethereal and otherworldly. Everything about them is smooth and continuous - legs flowing into feet, stripes swirling uninterrupted across their body, movement lithe and serpentine - and that makes them seem inhuman, especially when put in contrast with the stick-like, stumbling, uncertain Innocent.

Other more minor elements also translate pretty well. For instance, the Trickster's makeup is already very exaggerated, as is their "hairline" (hat...line?), in a way that doesn't look out of place in Cats. They have stripes on their face, monochrome eyes, and the :3 kitty mouth. The stripes on their body were easy to translate as well. Honestly I didn't have to think over it as much as I expected LOL Except for the wig. Don't ask me how that works. I do think this design is maybe...too simplistic? Like I maybe could've incorporated some of the suit elements of their costume, cuz the Trickster does look kind of odd without their tie. But I wasn't going to give them a collar because pfffftbl lmao could you imagine. Maybe they could have something Skimbleshanks-esque for a top with some formality to it, though I'm not sure putting human clothes on a cat version of an unknowable trickster god person makes sense either LOL

[neechees]

Do you know if there are more places to research the Rossdale powerplant in Edmonton? The city website just says "oh we reburied the remains so it's all good now lmao" which I don't believe. I tried looking at the Papaschase Band website too but their history page didn't get very much into it

Oh ill tell you about it right now in addition to getting you more sources lmfao

According to this, some of the more recent graves that they found at Rossdale plant were reburied in 2016 at the Fort Edmonton Traditional Burial Site. However, i think there was more graves than this, and wouldn't be surprised if there were more under the current plant location even now rather than just around it. According to my Kohkum, there was also more graves around the bridge that sits directly across the plant and leads to the other end of the River Valley.

The whole River Valley area was traditionally Blackfoot land first, but eventually other tribes would come in to trade and host various ceremonies together, particularly near where the river is (which is also where Rossdale plant is), and that's also where a lot of our dead are buried. So for hundreds of years, what is now called "Edmonton" was essentially a Native city & gathering place, and the reason this area was turned INTO a (colonized) city of Edmonton is because the settlers saw that a lot of Natives were here, and they thought it would be convenient to settle the area so they could convert us to Christianity, and/or replace the Indigenous population. This is true for a lot of other cities across Canada, such as Wetaskiwin, Heart Lake (which is where Native couples often got married). Edmonton also has a terrible history of VERY bad racism & segregation, land theft, and displacement.

I mention all this because the trouble is, this place has been occupied by Natives for thousands of years, and so there's graveyards & sacred spaces everywhere, especially near the river valley, and they would have started construction during the time they didn't give a shit if they were disturbing our dead OR living. I could believe they potentially moved the bones and reburied them when they were first building the plant, but I don't know WHERE or when they did it.

The land where Rossdale Plant is located now was traditionally called Pêhonân which means "waiting place" in Cree (this coincidentally is also the name for what is now Fort Carlton, Saskatchewan). All that I've just talked about in this video here under the section "Rossdale Flats" starting at 7:23. Below is an old photo of the Rossdale Flatts where Natives were still camping out

The Cree band Nêhiyawak has a band called "Pehonan" that did the score for the documentary Ôtênaw, and their cover for this album features the memorial statue that's there, but this is from a bottom view with the camera looking up. When upright, the memorial looks like a four poled tipi sitting atop a circle, which I've added as the right photo. I think the plant also thinks this memorial makes up for the colonization and such but obviously, it doesn't.

Now some lovely sources for you:

If you have a vimeo account, there's an oral history documentary called Ôtênaw about the city of Edmonton and the River Valley that iirc also talks about the Rossdale Plant (but again, the surrounding River Valley is also relevant to the plant) that you can watch here. I had the pleasure of meeting the person who narrates the video (Dwayne Donald) & learning from him directly.

Here's a video with a teensy bit of info

Here's a free PDF that talks about Edmonton & Rossdale plant

Here is a paper that talks about the history of the Rossdale Plant as well as mentioning the graveyards during the construction of the plant.

The last paper I linked, in my opinion, still reads from a more settler Canadian point of view and doesn't really take the Indigenous history of Edmonton there seriously, and so I'd say read it critically. One thing is that I find it interesting that in this paper while it does the bare minimum of mentioning its important history with First Nations, later it reverts to saying the area was a "wilderness" & "naturally shaped" & disregards the history once more to justify the construction of the plant (despite archeology in the River Valley finds that FN have been there for 12,000+ years). This paper also includes maps of the history of the plant's construction throughout the years, and includes a blank area that reads "no permanent human settlement, only First Nations camps" meaning, this paper doesn't take Indigenous people living at this site (or potential graveyards near there) as valid enough to call it our land, and once again, justifies the construction of the plant because no White people were there. Perhaps not out of malice, but it still very White centered and ignorant

So while several of these sources do say "we reburied the remains" (which I don't necessarily think they're lying, there were remains that were buried), I also don't think they're completely off the hook because it looks like the plant can barely stand to mention it's still on Native land at the end of the day.

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this one is kinda convoluted to explain LMAO basically @naturecalls111, @wyverningx and i were discussing one of mina's wips on twt (the summer beach episode, the finished version of which can be found here) and the convo turned to kevin dealing with aaron's thighs around his head. mina said something about still deciding which way kevin would be facing, which i think meant like. left or right. but i was still fixed on the legs around his head and was like. what. like i was thinking forward or back, got confused, so wrote her this to explain what i was visualising, and then she was like ok now post LMAO notsfw warning!! kevin's fantasies get reasonably in-depth and also vaguely unhinged. but it's shenanigans-y <3

Kevin’s top three fantasies this month—he’s pretty diligent about cycling them through, keeping them seasonally relevant, you know—are, as follows:

Kevin’s gold medal—origin unimportant to the fantasy, though it was the Olympics last time—is over both his and Aaron’s necks at the same time, forcing them to press in close, the way Kevin likes. He doesn’t know if this one is physically feasible—maybe he can get a custom ribbon—but he doesn’t care. It makes him feel hot all over, cheeks flushed and dick leaking, to think about the two of them pressed that close together, naked and sweaty and the exhilaration of victory flowing through them both. Kevin’s pride and satisfaction, and Aaron looking at him, that proud smile, rare but fierce, and it’s all for him. Eyes intent, dark, wanting Kevin, proud of Kevin, celebrating Kevin. Kevin’s not too proud to admit that sometimes he can come from that alone, even before he imagines his hand wrapped around both their dicks, or kissing his name out of Aaron’s mouth, or Aaron fucking into him while Kevin tries—and fails—not to chase his mouth for a kiss.

Aaron is sitting on the edge of the pier, ostensibly looking out over the ocean while the rest of their friends do whatever it is they’re doing. Kevin doesn’t bother to fill in those sorts of details in his fantasies, and the auto-complete in his brain is impeded by the fact that when he’s with Aaron, he doesn’t pay attention to them in the background unless they’re being especially loud, annoying or incorrect. So in Kevin’s head, they’re mostly an unfinished sketch background, doing something or other while Aaron looks over the ocean, looking at a distance like some character in one of Jean’s arthouse films. The reality of it is that Kevin is swimming beneath the pier, bobbing his head over Aaron’s dick. Kevin is often a merman in this, when the athlete part of his brain wakes up enough to be like, your muscles would give up before you made Aaron come, and you can’t have that, which is annoying but true. So sometimes Kevin is a merman, and then he has a tangential fantasy in those cases which involves whisking Aaron beneath the ocean and showing him how cool and handsome and good-at-things Kevin is in his natural element, and Aaron is like okay, sure, but can I look at your gills again? in an attempt to not seem so awestruck by Kevin, but his cheeks give him away every time, because Kevin always knows Aaron in his head, even when his fantasies lend themselves to something else. That’s a tangent, anyway. The important thing is sucking off Aaron at the beach while everyone else is there and can’t tell. Kevin came to that one in the shower earlier.

Aaron’s thighs are around Kevin’s head. The reason doesn’t really matter. These days, it’s usually some stupid competition at the beach, because it’s summer and everyone Kevin knows is a competitive asshole, or they’re Andrew, meaning just an asshole, or Jeremy, meaning just competitive. Aaron is sitting on Kevin’s shoulders, his quads visibly working as he clenches his thighs tight around Kevin’s head. Kevin at one point had to fact-check this, wondering if maybe he was just contouring Aaron’s thighs in a horny haze, but no. When they next went to the beach and Kevin watched Aaron’s legs as he took a running jump off the edge of the pier, there was definite action in the quadriceps. Unrelatedly, Kevin had to excuse himself by jumping into the ocean too. Matt had been baffled and Seth had given him a look somewhere between calculating and disgusted, but for the most part, Kevin thinks it was a successful swerve. Anyway. Kevin’s fantasy. Aaron’s thighs are around his head, clenching tight, and Kevin’s dick is hard as a rock. Sometimes Aaron notices, and says something. Sometimes Aaron notices, and his dick stirs against Kevin’s head. Sometimes Aaron doesn’t notice, or doesn’t say anything if he does, and Kevin gets edged by his own fucking head, painfully hard while Aaron says stuff like hurry up, I want to beat Neil or a little to the left, the light is to the left, do you have working eyes or stop fucking moving, I don’t want her to claw out my eyes because you’re complaining about your shoes, I can almost reach her. But that’s usually enough for Kevin, the idea of being so completely surrounded by Aaron’s body heat, the firm muscles in his thighs, the softness of the skin on the underside, pressed against Kevin’s shoulders.

So Kevin is really at a loss when that fantasy starts playing out in person, but develops in a direction he’d never anticipated. Specifically, Neil and Aaron grappling, and then Neil not letting go—because he is the worst person on the entire planet—when Nicky sneak-attacks Matt, Matt loses his footing a little and falls sideways, and Neil fucking swivels Aaron around Kevin’s neck on his way down into the ocean.

Aaron’s startled whoa! is going to live in Kevin’s head forever, probably. Part of him is also impressed at Aaron’s quick instincts, moving his feet enough that they don’t get caught on Kevin’s chest and unbalance them too.

Most of him is stuck in the current moment, though, face-to-face with Aaron’s crotch.

He can feel his dick against his face. He can smell it.

He—horrifyingly, desperately, unsurprisingly—wants to taste it.

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my personal thoughts below the cut:

gonna say no to benjamin, personally. partially because i trust longhi's judgement on the matter, but mostly because it just would not make sense to go to such lengths for a person who is already at the top. all beyond would need to do was stack up the military and let benjamin's connections do the rest of the work. also, not very interesting story wise (would be kind of insane if nasubi's firstborn wasn't even his own lmao). 1/10

camilla actually has a lot going for her as a candidate. i think the fact that she already has curse users on her side speaks for itself- i could see beyond being the one to put that into place. everything we know about camilla makes it seem like she's not someone who's much into planning or relying on others. on the other hand, she would undoubtably be tough to control- not good for making beyond's puppet king dreams come true. i also saw someone say she bears a similar mentality to (isaac) netero and beyond: namely, a selfish pursuit of her own interests, and the will to do absolutely anything to accomplish them. 7/10

zhang lei: i'm already 90% sure he's meant to be the son of onior longbao, so he's really not a top candidate. not to mention the idea of him being such a senior prince who doesn't know nen or is surrounded by other competant people who know nen doesn't make me feel like he's being supported by beyond behind the scenes. 1/10

i'm hearing a lot of tserriednich talk, mostly due to his resemblance (debatable) to young netero and his vast nen potential. personally i'm not convinced: i think beyond would have put more defensive countermeasures into protecting his child; including, say... a loyal retinue of guards!? like if tserriednich wasn't such a monster at nen he would be dead right now. all of his guards seem either indifferent, scared, enjoy the way he enables violence, or actively plotting to kill him. not a whole lot of loyalty. also.... it would be kind of boring story-wise IMO. like he's already got so much going on, it makes the world feel kinda small. 4/10

i don't really see tubeppa as them either, mostly for the same reasons as zhang lei ; a senior prince who was never taught nen / or is guarded by skilled nen users? unlikely. although it would be a moment of supreme dramatic irony for longhi to have to kill her own prince. 3/10

tyson: kind of a dark horse candidate tbh. we also know so little about her!! and also, by extension, her faction. maybe there's a hidden nen user amongst her guards? i kinda wanna see it, mostly to watch her get roped further into the story. since kurapika already has eyes on her via izunavi, i've kind of been waiting for the moment she becomes more relevant to the plot. not to mention the fact that she and beyond both have cult leader vibes (or in beyond's case, are directly inspired by a cult leader). 6/10

i'm 90% sure luzurus is brocco li's son (same deal as ike zhang lei). but we know as little about him as we do tyson (although he is slowly becoming more relevant) so possibly the brocco li thing is a red herring? it's weird that he doesn't have any guards who know nen, but we also haven't seen enough of his faction to be a 100% certain of that... idk, i'm still gonna say 2/10

salé-salé: dead. 0/10

halkenburg: unlikely IMO, especially after 403. i think having TWO secret parents would be kind of overkill. i also think that, considering how much insight we've gotten into his own thoughts, that he would never bring up beyond or the hunter association or anything. 2/10

kacho: dead- but i give it a 1/10 in case of the twin thing.

i could see a world in which kacho and fugetsu are revealed to not really be twins (they do look completely different) but i think it's odd for her to be so unprotected and defenseless right now. beyond seems like the time to have more of a plan in place to defend his kids. could be interesting story wise, but... i'm not buying it. 3/10

momoze: dead. 0/10

marayam: this one makes sense to me. although he's a bit on the younger side, which means that beyond was a little late on the jump when it came to siring a prince, his youth does make him the perfect target for a bit of fatherly manipulation. and it would make sense for him not to know nen, because he's not really old enough to learn (unless beyond awakened him as a baby?) although even in that case we haven't gotten explicit confirmation (i.e. him or another charcater outright stating it) that he doesn't know nen. and there's something to be said about him having a super powerful spirit guardian beast that keeps growing... and yet, we've yet to see it's parasitic nature reflected in marayam's behavior. kid must either have a MASSIVE pool of aura or his nen beast is just built different. that also might explain why sevanti was so desperate to protect him. 8.5/10

woble: to be honest, the best case i've heard for woble is that silent majority was sent to PROTECT her by beyond (or someone in the hunter association). yes, it disrupted kurapika's nen class, but it's possible the assassin just disasgreed with kurapika's methods. so far, all of the people it's taken out have either been woble's enemies, or had the potential to be enemies. it speaks to this idea of a third party trying to assist a prince. there;s also the idea that perhaps woble's nen beast hasn't shown up yet because it might be a giveaway to beyond's identity, and for the same reasons as maryam it would explain why she doesn'st know nen. also, we already have a confimed beyond spy on her team: bill ( love you bill, i don't think you want to hurt the baby- but maybe you're being manipulated without knowing it). on the other hand, the fact that oito seems completely unaware of beyond's plan speaks to her either lying (unlikely IMO, i just didn't get that vibe from the panel) or she.. didn't know. which is terrible in it's own way but also definitely something he would do. from a story perspective, it would turn longhi into an enemy, which would be sad, but good potential for drama. 8/10

other: i think everything going for woble goes just as well for oito. we don't know exacly how old she is, but considering the fact that beyond is probably older than he looks it's safe to say it isn't completely impossible. on the other hand, there is the fact that she's from meteor city.. and the middle child of five. perhaps she was planted there for her own safety, until it came time for her to meet the king? i also wouldn't put it beyond nasubi to have struck a deal with beyond. and i also think it's possible that she has no idea who her father is, and beyond kept her in the dark so as to better control her, but positioned people around her as protection. also, it would be cool. 8/10