#y’all are doing the same thing just in a different font

[dreadheadmadi]

Imma keep my ting brief:

You can’t get mad at Miles smut and then turn around and repost fan art of Miles with rock hard abs, Gwen with a big butt and large breasts, and Hobie and Pavitr making out.

Don’t like pedos on your page? Stop giving them ammo. Argue with your momma🤷🏾‍♀️

Edit: Not defending no one, both sides are ugly n nasty as fuck. Don’t @ me unless you got some real defense, n “but I’m a minor” ain’t shit.

[deansmom]

The fact that the spn fandom is entirely incapable of a nuanced discussion involving Dean and the relationship with his mother shouldn’t surprise me as much as it did when I came back to fandom, and as much as it still does when I’m forced to see it with my own two eyeballs

Mary Winchester was a person before she was a mother, and I’m going to be so honest with you, I think by the time she died, John didn’t like who that person was. So I think when she died, he did what a lot of people do, which is put the person they lost on a pedestal. And that’s who Dean grew up hearing about, that’s what all of his memories of his mom were contextualized with, this person who didn’t exist. And so then his mom comes back and I think it’s very, very clear to Dean almost immediately that this isn’t the same person John told him about.

In the real world, we have no context to draw from and nothing to compare it to, the experience of getting a dead parent back and to be part of your life again. We can’t know how he felt beyond what we were shown in canon - So of course Dean is thrilled, but he’s also a Winchester and deeply traumatized, and tries so hard to make it seem normal and not internalize his complicated feelings about her and her being alive. He’s dealing with:

Grappling with losing the mother he was told she was and resenting mary for it because she’s standing in front of him

Realizing that John robbed so much from him by denying him the version of his mother who feels like looking in a mirror

The guilt of how and why mary is there

Trying to reconcile his feelings of resentment and anger that he knows should be directed at John, but John’s not there, so they end up getting directed at mary, and feeling bad about that

A deeply traumatized inner child who has his safe person back, and just wants his mom to hold him and tell him it’s going to be okay, but he knows that isn’t fair to ask of her

And meanwhile mary was dealing with

✨trauma✨ from being brought back to life

Having to confront her own failures as a parent (which is silly it’s not her fault she died but y’know, feelings tend to be silly)

Having to reconcile her toddler with the man in front of her who’s older than her being her son

Seeing so much of John’s worst qualities in both of them and recognizing the trauma of a shitty dad

The fact that they had this idea of who she was, and it’s nothing like her at all, and trying to understand why John would lie to them while also probably coming to terms with what looks like confirmation of her own worst fears about who she was as a parent

I cannot stress this enough: the last time her feet touched the ground, she had been married, with a new baby, and a 4 year old, she wasn’t a hunter, John barely knew about hunting, and it was the 80’s. She woke up in what, 2017 and her husband’s dead, her babies are grown men (again: older than her!!!) and the most prolific hunters in the world. Oh, also, angels? God? The afterlife?? Funny story! Like I’m sorry, you wanted her to have well-adjusted coping skills for that????

The Mary hate just gets me because she’s Dean in a different font, and so many of y’all hate her for such superficial bullshit that you could let go of if you took 5 seconds to think about the situation critically for both of them. The only bad guy here is, was and will always be John Winchester. John was there, but Mary tried her best. Mary tried to do what was best for them when she left, because she didn’t want to damage their idea of who she was anymore than she had. Mary literally died trying to save Sam from the destiny that heaven had written for him - John couldn’t be bothered to think about his kids.

And if you think that Dean ever genuinely hated Mary, your critical thinking skills need some work. The thing that prompts his speech in 12.22 is Mary saying to his younger self, “I only want good things for you, Dean. I'll never let anything bad happen to you.” So he says

I hate you. And I love you. 'Cause I can't – I can't help it. You're my Mom. And I understand...'cause I have made deals to save the ones I love more than once.

I forgive you. I forgive you. For all of it. Everything. On the other side of this, we can start over, okay? You, me, Sam. We can get it right this time. But I need you to fight. Right now, I need you to fight. I need you – I need you to look at me, Mom. I need you to really look at me and see me. Mom, I need you to see me. Please.

Translation: “you’re right. I resent you for not being the person I was sold, I resent you for your death being the thing that ruined dad, I resent you for being the touchstone for so many of heaven’s plans for us. I resent you because you’re here, and John isn’t, and it’s easier to hate someone tangible than someone dead. And if I hate you, it’s only because I can see so much of myself in you, and I’m so incredibly angry that John treated us the way he did. My whole world, my whole identity revolves around you being someone that you never were, and wrapping my head around that is scary, but when I pull my head out of my ass and look around, you were just a kid. And you did your best, you’ve always tried to do what’s best for me and Sam, and I don’t hate you. I don’t know if I like you right now because you’re a stranger, which is scary - but I love you. So please, mom, I’m sorry that I’ve been taking my bullshit out on you. Just… try. For me. Please.”

Anyways!!! You guys don’t deserve Mary.

[romiantic]

YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME !

NOW PLAYING…circus by summer walker

YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME, you love him but does he love you like you do?

INCLUDING hawks, pro-basketball player!aomine, singer!eren

READING: black!fem!reader

GENRE + WARNINGS: angst + suggestive, toxic nigga behavior from all characters

A/N: this was a very old wip I found which I gained a lot of motivation to write :). also eren is supposed to mirror drake in his part, I feel like fanon eren is drake in a different font 💀

HAWKS, the #2 pro-hero, the man who sends away smiles at fellow citizens and takes pictures with cheery children. The man who had girls squealing and wishing to be in his “entourage”. Just one night with the handsome man and they’ll be satisfied with life, maybe some money as well. Though, they don’t know that it’s the same man who had your head spinning like a damn wheel, wondering day in and day out why you are still trying to put effort into something that you don’t even know will work. But…he convinced you otherwise; giving you bouquets of flowers when he comes home, good morning texts, sweet loves by the night. If all this he does/gives to you, why aren’t you together? What’s stopping you two from an official label?

He pushes it off, he keeps saying he’s not ready. He doesn’t think he can juggle being a pro-hero with a girlfriend. Such a ridiculous and stupid reason but when you tried to talk yourself out of it, you were convinced by sweet talks that he needs you and you know your heart yearns for him. You couldn’t break his heart by leaving, could you?

AOMINE isn’t the best at displaying his love for you but he tries, rarely. He has stated himself that he isn’t really a lover boy but in his heart, he knows that you both belong together. He just can’t find it in himself to show you. Especially with the glitz and glamor of being an all star basketball player, love for him may not be suitable. Well, publicly being in love, to be exact. The blogs, the allegations, the scandals, it would all be too “out there” and Aomine has a very private life to abide by. Being famous and having people invested in his life is one thing but allowing his lover in the spotlight? Nah, he wouldn’t do that to her.

But then again, the gifts he buys you remind you that he still thinks about you and loves you dearly. The dainty bracelet from Chanel, the bouquet of roses he leaves on your nightstand, the occasional messages he sends, they all mean some sort of value. Even if the man who sends them isn’t ready to push his love further like you want it to be.

EREN, everyone’s favorite certified lover boy with the voice as comforting as the blues but the lyricism of an aching heart. Quite odd considering that the amount of love he displays to the world, mostly his fans, you don’t tend to see it? A questionable trait for a man whose songs are about girls who have treated his love like a used rag, but yet he has the similar traits to said girls. He sings constantly about wanting to be loved in a way that makes him feel unstoppable, safe, and comfortable but he rarely shows that with you. To make matters worse than they are, he would say that what y’all have is nothing too serious so why take it serious?

Though, the male singer will always remind you of how much he loves you when it’s just the two of you. You’ll always remember after his shows when the room is hot and full of his “love” with steamy kisses and bodies tangled up in this so-called “love” he wants to claim.

⭑ shoutout to tia for proofreading, thank you twinnnn 🫶🏽

⭑ *gasp* mia doesn’t write something spiderman for once 😱

⭑ lemme know which was y’all fave to read !

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: Ephesians 2:4-5

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[itsravenbitch]

i’m officially leaving the community bc i just feel i am the only answer i need. but i’d like to say this. <3

often, it’s always “but what if it doesn’t happen?” shit isn’t going well now, so why not give it a FULL SHOT ?! right this second, cut the bullshit & just fully live in the end. i spent all this time from success story to blog. one, we don’t know these people up here. 😭 anything could be anything. two, we all have our own ways we want to live. recognize how seeing all these success stories isn’t enough? recognize how seeing these blogs say the same thing in different colors & fonts isn’t doing anything? bc it’s literally us y’all. we have to do it within. it’s not enough because YOU need to be enough. shit, ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. this may not be enough to get some of you outta of this loop of needing to see success or what blogs or whatever tf anyone has to say, but i really hope it is. what got me here?? i sit and lay in my room fucking pissed and say “what if it really doesn’t work??” “what if people are lying?” what if this & what if that. and i finally told myself, bitch what if you actually do something? 💀 i’m sorry but i literally just went off on myself. you sitting here on your ass & feeling bad for yourself bc your sad about the 3d & you don’t know if it’ll work. what is this doing tho? nothing good. shit isn’t working right now, so why not see if it does work??? why keep being in a loop of not knowing when you could just try? so that’s it. i’m on my fucking way & i got my shit together. 🤣 truth be told, we don’t know anybody on this mf. 😭 so if you believe anybody, you better believe in yourself. quite frankly, who even cares if people are lying?? you’ll move on to the next person to give you hope & wanting it to work. so make it work fr. if you’re here because you don’t believe or some other negative shit, how is that helping?? GO. GO DO YOUR THING. we got this. enough is enough, isn’t? LIVE IN THE END RIGHT NOW. it’s better than the loop. be real with yourself and let everything go and JUST LIVE IN THE END. again, we got this! ⭐️ why did it take so long to get here lmao? it’s all within fr. is anything i’m doing giving me a good result? so why not do something that could lead to a good result???? anything is better than being sad & doubtful each day. law of assumption is real. but you need to be real with yourself first. how are you really feeling? what is the issue? are you truly living in the end?? and go from there. fix it & LETS GET IT.

“truth be told, we don’t know anybody on this mf. so if you believe anybody, you better believe in yourself” 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾 EXACTLY! not saying anyone is lying, but y’all believe blogs when they tell you they manifested this and that. so why can’t you give yourself the same exact energy??

i love how you worded this too, anon. hopefully this’ll give someone whatever push they need to manifest what tf they want!! do you really want to be stuck in the same loop that you complain about, but also do nothing about ?

some of y’all HATE your current life and don’t do anything bc it’s “comfortable” and its all you know. but comfortable doesn’t mean that situation is the best one. there is so much more than the 4 walls around you. and when you realize that, you’ll literally be unstoppable!

[henrysglock]

what vibes do you think the students get from teacher creelarke/how do you think they feel from henry? (examples dad, weird, fun, chill, neutral, uncle, etc?)

oh now THAT depends on who you ask

To most kids I think he’d come off a little kooky, a little reclusive, but not outright scary unless he’s trying to be (I know damn well The Stare can silence a room full of tweens). It’s really easy to get him on tangents, though, I’d think, so he would definitely be That Teacher who gets distracted from the actual lesson all the time. Definitely not super strict or outright mean. He’s got more of the "quiet older brother who became the Opinionated About Politics uncle" type vibe in general, I think.

(mind y’all this is canon divergence, so Henry is completely uninvolved with the villainous side of ST. There’s AU lore to that, but generally just note that Henry Creel has zero chance of being a Creep here)

As for the Party…they’d have mixed reviews.

Dustin clocks him immediately and is a Menace™ trying to prove that he and Scott are together. He does not fear Henry in any way. They’ve got the kind of relationship that a college kid might have with their favorite TA: He’s respectful most of the time, but definitely tends towards treating Henry like a peer. That man holds like Zero power over Dustin Henderson.

Mike, however, took one look at Henry and went “you ever see a man so soft-looking that there HAS to be something horribly wrong with him?” and that set the tone for their whole relationship. Coincidentally, that opens Henry up as a person Mike knows he can be a little asshole to and not incur Parental Consequences (see: El lashing out about Terry in NINA and being met with questions and engagement rather than punishment). They’re like two bitchy cats forced to share the same territory: too similar to coexist in harmony, but just different enough that they manage to make it work in a beneficial way. For them, it leans into that older brother dynamic in that they squabble, but Mike also Knows that Henry would come in with a steel chair if need be.

Lucas staunchly refuses to get involved in Dustin’s conspiracies (He already knows creelarke are all but married. He saw them holding hands once and that was all it took. He will not tell Dustin this, because it's far more entertaining to watch him rant and sleuth). He honestly just wants everyone to stop antagonizing the damn teacher so he can get his A without too much trouble. He sees Henry as weird, for sure, but generally harmless. It ends up becoming something closer to a “yeah this is the guy whose house we just…show up at whenever things start getting freaky again” type of trust.

Will and Henry have that gay-gay, artist-artist, autist-autist connection. Henry sees some of Will’s freaky gruesome DnD doodles on the back of his homework, and it’s like this scene from IASIP:

Henry with his black widow drawings vs Will with the dragon biting a guy's head off...They just Get It (and even more so once the actual plot sets in in 1983). "Same guy, different font" sort of thing. Henry sees Will go missing/get possessed in conjunction with HNL, and it's just "I think I've seen this film before...and I didn't like the ending".

[namor-shuri]

I swear your commentary on posts is hilarious af 🤣☠️ These video and photo edits are so cool too. Is there a reason why you don’t post more to Twitter (not that you have to, just an observation)? Thanks for everything

Hey 👋🏾💜 Thank you for the kind words. Y’all need to stop gassing me up. My dad jokes/ corniness will know no end lol.

With my Twitter page, sometimes I question whether or not people think I’m stealing work from this Tumblr page bc both my pfp and handles are not the same 🥲 I made my twt before I made this side blog so the handle and pic was a quick “slap together” choice. The phrase “be f*cking for real” is too funny to me so I just ran with it. And then my brain was completely uncreative and was like “namor-shuri” will do rofl. Hopefully people understand by now that I’m the same person, but alas.

To answer your question, I think it’s broken up into two parts. One chunk of it is that I rant A LOT so this platform makes it easier for me to do so while also being creative with color fonts and all that jazz. I also just love the freedom of layouts and stuff like that. From a creative perspective, of course it doesn’t help that Tumblr messes with quality but what I lose in quality, I gain in possibilities [I swear I don’t work for Tumblr and this is not me promoting them rofl].

The other half of the pie is the stark difference of engagement on Twitter vs Tumblr, in my personal experience thus far. Like I said, I made my Twitter first back in late December of last year. It was kind of a random decision but once I realized I was super into the Namor x Shuri ship, I wanted to engage with the fandom more directly and pour into it. Since then, I’ve been able to have a lot of fun with making different artworks, edits, videos, playlists, you name it! Ya girl has been BUSY to say the least lol And what’s been dope is that this fandom has been a fun outlet outside of my professional artwork and stuff like that. All that being said, what slowly became apparent to me was that I wasn’t feeling as included or apart of the fandom as I initially hoped I would. I would try and engage with people or joke here and there and most of what I would get back was crickets, whether it would be on my own posts or my commentary on others. And to be fair, I know it takes time for people to get to know you and build community but it just felt slightly strange. Especially when I would see new pages pop up and everyone would immediately flock to engage with them. I say this to say that absolutely NO ONE owes you anything in life so to be upset that someone isn’t your friend [whether it’s in person or online] is a human experience but you have to understand that not everyone is going to jell with you. There are billions [billions? *does quick google search] of people on this planet. Someone is bound to hate you, while another will worship the floor you walk on. Someone’s going to think you’re okay, while you being your raw and authentic self makes another person’s day. It’s nothing personal. It’s simply a numbers game. So inherently I understood that but it still hurt the 3 year old in me that was just trying to make friends at the playground, you know? lmao But I think what set it off was when I would look up and then see my edits used for people’s banners, fan art, post ideas, etc without asking me or giving me any credit knowing that they also aren’t following me or even engaging with me in any way. It still wasn’t cool but I think what would have made the whole thing feel a little different is if I was more “in the group” but because I’ve been on the outskirts the majority of the time, it just made it sting that much more.

Then I started to get slightly paranoid and wondered if I was missing something. Did I do something wrong? Did I say something that was off? I felt like a message was being sent and that confused the hell out of me [and lowkey still does]. BUT SOB STORY ASIDE lol I brushed my shoulder off, switched gears and thought “f*ck it, let me make my own side blog and do my thing on there” and that worked for me! I got traction after that, people were responding to my stuff and throwing in their own ideas/commentary/analysis etc. I felt like I could engage with people more, even with the limitations Tumblr puts on side blogs. And just the whole vibe overall started to feel really f*cking good. The funny thing too is that I’ve noticed that a lot of Twitter is on here and vice versa so it’s the same folks but for some reason I think this platform has opened up more possibilities for engagement in my experience. Twitter lends to a wider audience than Tumblr unfortunately but I’ve accepted my humble abode on here.

This rant is getting super long so I’ll end with this; I have nothing against the Nashuri fam on Twitter. Just because I’m not necessarily apart of the “crew” doesn’t mean that I don’t find everyone hilarious or amazing in any way. If you think I’m funny anon, you need to read what these girls say because it is SUPERB *chefs kiss* The talent from artworks to fics to think pieces and everything in between is incredible and oozes from that community. But for me, I think I just haven’t found my footing or people over there and as much as it’s been a bummer, I’m still going to be on there to support the dope stuff that comes out of it. I also want to say that just because this has been my experience doesn’t mean it will be yours. I fully encourage you to branch out on different platforms and try and engage with as many people as possible [fandom or not]. I think I just got my finger burned once and immediately gave up rofl. One of the biggest blessings that have come out of the Nashuri fandom in general is it’s vast bipoc community. As a black woman myself, I haven’t experienced this level of inclusivity when it comes to race, gender, language, culture, ages etc in other fandoms. It’s beautiful and I will always be thankful for that.

I also want to drive home that everyone needs to find what works for them. You owe yourself that. If you feel like your aren’t getting what you desire out of Instagram, move to Twitter and see what happens. If Twitter isn’t cutting it, move to Discord. Move to Tumblr, you name it! I think that move for me made a HUGE difference and honestly made me feel better about being in this fandom in the first place. And also this just goes for life in general but just because you might not feel included somewhere doesn’t mean you or the place is a problem. You might just need some scenery change.

Ps: If you are in the fandom and are on Twitter, definitely hit me up and add me! I would love to be mutuals. I’ve seen some familiar accounts from Twitter add me on here and vice versa and it’s been really cool. I appreciate the blogs that engage with me on there and all that jazz. I’ve never had a Twitter before so I’m lowkey new to that world still but grandma’s getting the hang of it slowly but surely.

Thank you 💘

[phantomram-b00]

Y’all, I know the Coffee Theory is kinda a mixed bag. But man, I have never wanted a theory to be true in my entire life….buttttttt I think it unlikely for this to be confirm and I’m content with this.

(edit: warning! If you haven’t seen Season 2/1 of Good Omen or just new, please be warn that this does contain HEAVY SPOILERS for the show don’t read this just yet or you can read it, you’re free to do whichever :)) just don’t say I didn’t warn you)

See here the thing, this theory, does sound interesting, it could work within good omen….on paper. Only because, I don’t know exactly how it would work for Aziraphale’s character; considering the more I think about it, the more I am realize it wouldn’t have matter if the coffee was miracle,drugged or anything. Aziraphale is still an Angel, I made a post of it where I’ve mention that Aziraphale, yes, he understand/realized that Heaven is just Hell in different font and colors; he still is grasping onto the hope that hopefully that there still good within them. But also Aziraphale would do ANYTHING to make thing better for not only humanity but for Crowley as that just how hospitable and selfless he is; and it to a fault and that’s what make Aziraphale such a complex character and why he’s absolutely my favorite character (besides also Crowley they both my favorite idiots). He might be good and have good intention but good intentions ≠ good moral. Especially since this isn’t exactly the first time he choose heaven above everything for the sake of wanting to be “good” and not Fall, he literally had a panic of possible falling just because he lied even though Heaven (during the Job episode) and the Archangels treat him like he odd one out (hell, even Crowley had to endure that even when he was aziraphale in disguise in Episode 6 of season 1 when Gabriel said “shut your stupid mouth and die already” and other insult but that one as you see in season 2 really got to Crowley.) this is all Aziraphale’s religious trauma coming to light and also his response to it all; this is him going through a character development and I’m excited for season 3 to see where it goes and just hope he and Crowley get the happily ever after they so honorably deserves like all the couples we’ve seen in this show.

Now with that out the way, I will give this theory some merit/defense: if this theory is true, this could be an interesting move on heaven as it will show…just how far they’re willing to go to make sure they make Armageddon and win this holy war against Hell. So them possibility mind-controlling Aziraphale just show their morals are, but frankly, who didn’t know that heaven is bad? They’re the same people who was going to kill Jobs kids and everything he owned to turn around and say “at least you can get more” with a pat on the back. And you know, this theory does make aziraphale less responsible for his decision which ultimately will make episode 6 of season 2 possible more sadder as this wouldn’t have been Aziraphale’s choice, (then again he didn’t exactly have a choice to begin with.) as well as giving Crowley more justification as why he could never say he 100% good and also maybe give Aziraphale more trauma. But I do understand for those whom want this theory to be true as it could give a reason of the coffee and also a reason to want to write heaven and all the archangel on the death notebook, as i do have those moment to maybe make the situation while just as heartbreaking for both Crowley and Aziraphale also give hope that this wasn’t exactly 100% Aziraphale’s choice. (But also give people who like protective Crowley to rescue Aziraphale, which ngl I can see it whether theory is true or not considering something Crowley said while Aziraphale was in Scotland)

Honestly I’m torn with this, I wanted to rant about this since while I do think the theory can be a interesting plot twist to have though I do think it kinda diminishes Aziraphale’s character and his arc as a whole. But I will say, Crowley would most definitely go feral and deliver his revenge serve cold.

[simonesjordan]

“Simone wasn’t just my friend, she was my wife!”

Simone is on Homecoming angry at Layla because she crossed into their relationship and she had no right to do that. That it is not okay. Jordan is on All American the literal next episode telling Layla the exact same thing different font, that Layla crossed into their relationship and what was supposed to be between them and she had no right to do that.

How do people not see it’s giving THEM VS HER

It’s THEIR RELATIONSHIP + HER CROSSING INTO IT so they get mad at her. This relationship is not centering around Layla, she’s caught in the middle. Jordan and Simone continue to be eating Layla up for it left and right and using her in a way that should make you uncomfortable if you are paying attention. The emphasis on wife was uncomfortable given where Layla and Jordan are in their relationship and especially given his tone just because Layla spoke to her own damn friend. A simple, I wanted to be the one to do it would have sufficed or even better, worrying about your actual girlfriend in the situation and not your ex. But he gets so mad when it’s about Simone.

I don’t know how much longer people can excuse scenes like that and make excuses for how Jordan talks to Layla and how he keeps showing who comes first. Jordan (who is supposed to have moved on with Layla at this point) was not punching Damon because he ships Damon and Simone so much he wanted to see them together and was disappointed when they weren’t together. A lie y’all tell yourselves that doesn’t even make any sense. Like that was a weird scene that he must ship Dimone. NO. As he said, HE MAKES HIM SO MAD. He doesn’t root for him with Simone. He makes him mad because he feels he watched him take Simone from him just like Layla took away a moment he wanted to have with Simone. When it comes to Simone he gets so mad when people are interfering and that includes Layla. So how is she coming first? 

A rebound is a rebound is a rebound

[keeping-up-with-the-sanders]

WHAT IS UP EVERYBODY

welcome one and all to the official intro post of this account

while this is a Cosplay & AU centered Account it also functions as an RP account so without further ado-

God, can we just get this over with?!

damn, touchy. Well alright, introduce yourselves ig

Do we wanna go in order or something?

Sure, rainbow?

Ugh, why do you get the fancy font? Alright, I am the grand prince Roman-

Just because your family’s rich doesn’t mean your a prince

My darling spider, I love you but hush. Back to the topic at hand: I’m Roman, Remus & Pryce’s sibling. I work at this kinda shitty office job that I don’t want to talk about and an actor on the side. One random fun fact about me: My legal name is Roman Creatil Triton the III.

I guess I’m next, ugh, this is stupid!

Come on tangerine, please, for me

Don’t “tangerine” me, your still in trouble for that stunt you pulled earlier. For fucks sake, let’s get done with this! I’m Orange, you don’t get my real name. I’m the lead of a band and work at the Shell near the house. “Fun” fact: I once broke someone’s kneecap with a chair.

*Eyebrow waggling* damn, you like to play rough~

My my, Your text looks different.

It alright, hon. You don’t have to. :3

Wait, why does he get the Minecraft achievement thing and I get red

And any chance of rainbow order is fucked so I’ll go, I guess. I’m Virgil, y’all can call me like virg or whatever. I’m Andy’s twin brother, the older-

By half a minute!

Whatever you say, bro. Anyway, I work at a hobby lobby a little ways from the house. Fun-ish fact: I have a spider plush named Kat because Patton refused to allow an actual spider in the house.

It appears we’ve abandoned any form of structure with out introductions or as, Virgil put it, “Is fucked” so I volunteer to go next. My name is Logan Logios Istrailt. I work at a high school roughly thirty minutes from our house. I will not be revealing the name of the school for privacy reasons.

so serious, teach. Lighten up!

*Long deep sigh* For the fact: I am legally blind without my glasses

Anyhoo, I’ll go next! I’m Remus, Ro-ho and Pryce are my sibs.

Why do I get “Ro-Ho” but Pryce doesn’t.

I’m just better

Die.

No thanks.

So, hoes, I work at the same bar as Janny, but a different job obvs. I work the stage while our favorite double D snake boi’s a bartender!

Mhm. Welp, fact time! I make my own cleaning products!

He’s allergic to a specific ingredient that’s in most soap.

remember that one time he accidentally got stabbed with that soap covered knife.

nice of you to finally join us, Emilie.

oh, are we doing intros?

Yeah. Your up.

Yeah, thanks Dai- Orange, man I gotta get used to that name.

Yeah, whatever, I’m out.

Ok… Well, I’m Emilie! I work as a therapist at a building a bit away from the house and I really like cotton candy.

Wow, we’re shocked.

Roman! Be nice.

Sorry, love. Oh! You should go next!

Well, alright. Hey there, I’m Patton! I’m a kindergarten to Second Grade teacher at the Elementary School a block away from home. Like Logan, I’m not gonna say the name or anything, wouldn’t want to accidentally put any of the kiddos in danger

Is that everyone?

Hey lo. And yeah I think so.

What about the others?

They’re busy right now

Which reminds me, we need to go!

Coming!

Yeah, we better go too, I’ve got to grade papers.

GOODBYE

[factorydefaultlu]

you and mylestone feel like same font different blogger with the asks y’all both get from people who didn’t bother reading your pinned

I have no idea who that is but I'll take your word for it lolol

Yeah I get people requesting fics despite the fact I no longer write.. I just do art comms now

I also get people being squicked out by the kinky and dark shit I post despite the fact that I have it bolded and it's one of the first things in the pinned post

Idk reading comprehension is just lacking nowadays

Some people drop a follow not realizing and then just unfollow or block me and that's fine. I do the same sometimes. It just irritates me when people then come to me all upset or disgusted with me because they didn't read the fine print

[snakegentleman]

Here’s one of my favorite projects from school this year! It’s an amalgam of a few red dead train stations(mainly emerald station) and I did it for my perspective class. Did y’all know there’s a formula for reflections when you’re doing perspective properly? Anyway, here’s some process photos below because oh boy does this take a lot of steps/work:

1&2: initial sketches-these were free handed studies from reference in the game. I was working out composition and details like the sign font. Also, I had to include organic beings and a reflection so I was working out how to include that and the other requirements

3: block-in- so there’s actually a step before this that’s just drawing in the vanishing points which is the math and geometry section. I put a piece of tracing paper over and draw out the big block shapes that everything will fit into. Everything has to be drawn with a ruler and t-square for correct angles and proportions

4: new piece of tracing paper, I use the block in as a guideline to draw the station. The roof has to have a new auxiliary vanishing point for proper perspective as does the ramp. I drew in the rails to act as guidelines for the tracks that will have to use a special technique to make sure they are evenly spaced according to 2pt perspective and the same size in 3D space. I also penciled in some of the details and organic shapes. Much of what I did here had to be reworked because I forgot about auxiliary vanishing points and drew my cylinder the wrong way. The crossed wood below the deck of the station was also incorrect

5: big leap of progress here. Nearly everything is in place and ready to be traced onto my final paper with a light box( my dorm window). The one major difference is that Arthur is way too big here. I had to cut him out of his slice of tracing paper and move him down the page, giving him the illusion that I drew him smaller so his legs weren’t six feet long in perspective. I sort of just winged the background which tuned out great. I also think I had to completely redraw the tracks because there wasn’t even spacing which was a bitch to do.

Final: Line quality is everything in a drawing where I’m not allowed to shade anything. I started by lightly tracing the whole drawing with a 2H pencil and then slowly built of the thickness and darkness of lines. You want to stay consistent throughout the drawing on which types of lines are thicker/darker. I chose outlines of shapes to be darker and details to be lighter. Things closer to the “camera” were also darker/thicker. I actually plan to maybe go back and darken everything a bit more since I only went up to an HB pencil before I turned this in.

Hoped you enjoyed me explaining my process! This class alone made me improve by tenfold, and made me realize how important learning high level perspective was. I can not rotate references in brain which is a super useful tool!

[yall-mothafuckas-need-misha]

Okay, genuinely honest to god thank you guys for your suggestions

I do have a OneDrive account already that I haven’t used in a hot minute. I can’t edit documents in it, I have to have the Word app or like Microsoft 365, but it will hold my documents. So already, that’s pretty much just Drive and Docs in a different font

(I feel like OneDrive didn’t used to be a part of Microsoft. Like, I feel like I got it as an alternative to Word. Am I crazy?)

Also, the free version of OneDrive is only 5 GB, which is a third of the free version of Docs, so that’s not great.

I already have a notes app that probably does just as much as Docs without the predictive text, which is the problem. Like, everything else Docs does that’s annoying I can live with, but that is just the icing on the shit cake and it genuinely is making me insane. Like, I don’t even really care that it’s ‘learning’ my writing, I just don’t want it to try to tell me what it thinks I want to say because then I get derailed and my writing flow is disrupted.

The thing is, at this point, I think it might be far more of a hassle to try and move everything somewhere else. Like, I feel like you guys don’t understand, I have SO MANY documents. Like, I write like a woman possessed. I literally started a new Doc today, after spending the last three days writing 20k words of a different one, and that’s pretty typical for me

Not to mention, I’m fucking crazy as shit and changing to a different app will make my brain short circuit. I mean, even just downloading one drive and logging in made me panic for no fucking reason

When I tell y’all having an anxiety disorder is ruining my life, this is what I mean. This right here.

It shouldn’t be hard to write the same way I always do using a different app. But here we fucking are.

Honestly, I think this is gonna be about getting my brain to cooperate, whether that’s to get so used to predictive text that it stops getting in my way, or transitioning to one of the other apps suggested

For now, I’m gonna go pretend I’m not a person with problems

Apparently, google docs has a predictive text feature. I dunno if it’s new or not, but apparently it’s the default now and tHERE’S NO WAY TO TURN IT OFF ON MOBILE I’M ACTUALLY LOSING MY FUCKING MIND RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I CAN’T. TURN. IT. OFF!!!!!!!!!!!

[byersfanclub]

people who call will slurs, people who don’t like dustin, people who make fun of eddie but stan billy— why exactly are you watching stranger things? has it occurred to you that maybe this show wasn’t made for you? cause ngl y’all seem like the type of ppl to make fun of theatre kids whilst watching a show full of theatre kid actors, to make fun of ppl with disabilities, to be homophobic, brush aside all red flags because someone is “hot”. make it make sense. it’s the same genre of dudebros who love marvel movies but make fun of “nerds” just in a different font. it genuinely boggles my mind, stranger things seems like it was genuinely made for a specific set audience but just so happened to become mainstream and that’s why so many people are so tone deaf to what’s actually going on in the show. how a decent chunk of the audience likes billy when he’s canonically a horrible person, how people couldn’t pick up that will was gay when it was literally shoved in ur face since season one, how the show is literally about being proud to be a nerd, a geek, a freak in the midst of supernatural events.

do y’all pick up what i’m putting down?

[unfriedough]

Greetings fellow Zuko enthusiast. You say your ✨desperate✨ eh? Well, I’ll give you three ideas and you can just choose which one/ones you want to write (if you yk, feel like writing them at all 😳)

1. Hcs where Zuko joins the gang and falls in love with the kind and caring earthbender? Ik they already have Toph but idk maybe this earthbender could specialize in like herbology or plants. Idk, it’s whatever you wanna do.

2. A oneshot with Lee (Zuko but in ~different font~ lol 😂) where him and his uncle have competition with the coffee shop across from them. So Zuko *ahem* pardon me, Lee, goes over there to see what it’s all about and ends up like meeting the manager of the place and low-key hating them at first. But then, they like….slowly grow on each other from seeing each other around and running into each other. Eventually they start dating and well….you can decide how it goes from there.

3. Hcs for Zuko with a librarian s/o? Maybe they manage the palace library and where like just hired or smth?

Just some of my random useless thoughts. Hope your morning/evening is going well, take care of yourself! 💞

‘Flower Field’- Zuko x fem!reader

Masterlist <3

An: GOOD DAY FRIENDS. First of all, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST YOU MADE MY DAY <3

Imma do them all I think but I’m starting with the first one for now :)

Summary:

See request number 1.

Warnings: None.

When Zuko joined the Gaang™ you were practically the first person to be nice to him.

It was in your nature what can I say

But like? He didn’t really get it?

Because the only other earthbender he met was Toph, so he kinda expected the rest to be the same-

So like, not only were you kind and caring, but also, a herbalist.

So technically a healer.

Very confusing concept for Zuko

But eventually he warms up to you too.

When Azula attacked y’all at the temple, Katara didn’t wanna heal his small burns and whatnot.

So you did.

In your tent.

Safe to say he was dying.

That’s when he realised he was crushing on you

And his reaction was just to get super flustered-

Anyways, you healed him using plants obv

“Uhh thanks.” he fiddled with his hands

“Oh don’t worry about it, cutey.”

AHHHHH

Words came out of your mouth before you could comprehend it.

Trying to play it cool though

Zuko is literally dying.

You give him instructions and whatever about what he needs to do to heal fully, then he leaves your tent.

He gets jealous when you heal Sokka or literally any other guy that could be a love interest.

Ahem Haru Ahem

ANYWAYS-

Like you would be healing Sokka after sparring and he’d be in the distance like: >:(

Sokka, Toph, and Katara catch on.

Aang does not.

Sokka ships it 100%, Toph thinks it’s funny, and Katara is not fond of the idea.

“I HAVE A PLAN, LET'S MAKE THEM BOND OVER HEALING!” sokka says

“Zuko isn’t a healer,”

“I know,”

“Are you saying we should hurt Zuko!” Katara yells

“It would be my pleasure!”

“TOPH! NO!”

She spars with Zuko and defeats him

He’s hurt

Sokka’s like “oh nooo! I’ll call Yn!”

He brings you over and you inspect the wound.

“Hm, I dunno, maybe Katara would do a better job on this one”

“KATARA’S BUSY!”

“Doing what?”

“Training!”

You eyed Sokka, knowing he was lying. What on Earth could he be up to?

“I’m sure she can pause training to help Zuko,”

Zuko is just behind you, completely flustered and dead inside.

“Nope she can't,” Sokka added.

“Okay” you sighed, not having the energy to argue.

Plus you get to spend more time with Zuko so 🤷‍♀️

You brought Zuko to your tent, and began collecting your things.

“This is going to hurt a bit” you smiled, as you gave him your hand.

Could you have given him something else? Probably. Did you want to hold his hand? Yes.

He took your hand, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

When you began healing him, he squeezed your hand really tightly

:)

So cute.

After you're done, you wrap it up.

“All done!”

Ok time skip-

So he was definitely teased a lot by Sokka. Like he caught on to the fact that Sokka caught on.

Even angstier than usual :(

You notice.

It seems like he’s avoiding you like the plague,

You are sad, bc your in love with this grumpy idiot

So one day, you invite him to get plants with you (for healing because you ran out)

He doesn't want to.

“Please, you’ve been avoiding me and I miss hanging out with you.”

He feels SO BAD

“Okay”

Yay

So y’all are picking flowers and whatnot

And you take one of the prettiest flowers there, and put it behind his ear.

Then you laugh at him because he’s blushing, but you’re covering your mouth to try not to laugh.

But your laughing makes him blush even harder.

After a while, you guys decide to sit down and chill for a bit.

“I’m sorry I ignored you,”

“It’s okay, but did I do something wrong?”

“No no you didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Oh. Then, why’d you ignore me?”

He stares for a bit, before sitting facing you.

You are so confused

He sighs

(Think of it as the gif in the start. like that's how he looks)

“It’s because I like you. I like like you. Like more than I would like a friend. I like you like a-”

You cut him off by crashing your lips into his

It takes him a second to understand but he gets it

He kisses you back with so much passion.

Then when you separate, you say:

“I like like you too,”

He’s so happy.

When you guys go back to camp, Sokka notices Zuko not avoiding you anymore.

You walk Zuko to his room, and give him a goodnight kiss.

“Goodnight!”

Just as you're about to walk away, Zuko grabs your wrist lightly.

“Can you actually stay?” he says avoiding your gaze.

Ofc how could anyone say no-

You guys cuddle all night.

Katara comes to wake y’all up in the morning.

“Oh my god, Sokka was right.”

An: I really hope I did a good job with this lol. Again, Thank you so much for the request. As always, hope you enjoyed reading, SEE YA! <3

[uglierdaikon]

All right bitches I said I’d do it so let’s go - what children are actually doing at different ages (for the unfamiliar writer)

Source: I’m like a few months shy of a master’s degree in speech pathology, I’m my own source

This will not be fully comprehensive, because I cannot adequately give you all the information I’ve gathered over the course of earning my bachelor’s and master’s in a single textpost. But we do our best (and y’all don’t want the nitty gritty anyways). Buckle in though suckers, because this turned out really long anyways. 

General development of babies and toddlers:

Fresh out the oven: this baby doesn’t do anything except poop, pee, eat, cry, sleep. They’re living the dream. It should be noted that they can’t actually poop, pee, or eat that much though, because they have such wee little stomachs! That’s why they have to do all three of those things so often—their body can only take a little at a time! So they’re doing all of those things every few hours.

1-3 months: This baby still isn’t doing much. They have to do tummy time now and everyone hates that. This means their parents put them on their stomachs to help their bodies develop. NOTE this is only done when the babies are awake, never when their asleep (“Back to sleep” is a good way to remember this—babies sleep on their backs, until they’re able to roll over on their own. This helps avoid suffocation and SIDS).

“But Erin,” you ask. “What does the baby actually do and say at this age?” Great question! Not much! They’re beginning to coo, but no babbling is happening yet (so no “goo goo ga ga” nonsense when you’re writing these wee fellas). They start to smile and laugh at around this age for reasons other than gas though, which is nice

We want them to start learning to roll over though. This is the point of tummy time. They cannot crawl and won’t for some time

3-7 months: this baby is doing a little bit more! They’re laughing, they love their parents, they might find older siblings or pets vaguely fascinating. They also might start making sounds

a note on phonetic development in children: they learn the easy, visible sounds first. So, as you might already know, “m,” “b,” and “p” (which are all secretly the same sound in different fonts) are some of the first. Kids also say “g” and “k” pretty early because these sounds are easy to make accidentally when they’re laying on their backs!

This sweet lil bear wants to crawl so bad. They’re trying. They’re not quite there yet but god damn it they’re trying

They’re starting to sit up on their own though! Building that good core strength. But they’re wobbly, they need a lot of supervision

Babies this age also start to try “solid” food (which is just, like, applesauce at first, but it counts!) They might even eat some dissolvable solids like Gerber puffs (babies go nuts for Gerber puffs)

7-10 months: babies gone wild. They start doing stuff in earnest at this age and we are at their mercy

Around 8 months this stinker will start crawling (army crawl usually comes first, and a lot of babies stick to that because it’s faster lol, but they’ll crawl on all fours too like you’re probably imagining). Then they’ll start pulling up to stand on their own, walk using parent help/a walker/the couch. Once they start walking on their own it’s all over for their poor parents.

Who am I kidding, kids are menaces when they can crawl too

Babbling has progression. No one will tell you that but there’s stages. So at the beginning of this period, they’re doing what’s called reduplicative babbling (that’s your “mamamama” or “gagagaga” sounds, so they repeat the same syllable over and over), but over time they’ll move in the direction of what’s called “jargon” (this is when you can tell the baby knows what they’re saying and really believes that they’re communicating and that you understand them, bless their heart)

You might hear a first word in this period, but most kids won’t do that until a while later

These poor little angels are going to start getting teeth toward the end of this period, too. God help them, they’re going to be so sad about it. Lots of slobbering, crying, gumming on things in this time (whatever they can get in their mouth). My nephews got a lot of fevers when they started teething, too. HOWEVER the more teeth they have, the more solid foods they’re eating. Wee babies this age are having some soft solids (but they’re still drinking a lot of milk, that’s still very important nutritionally at this age). Note, these babies are not eating anything difficult to chew. If your grandpa can’t eat it with his dentures off the babies can’t eat it with their wee little teeth and bad chewing skills. They may start drinking water on its own though in place of milk once in a while

At this age they’re also more likely to sleep through the night. This is because they’re actually able to eat enough during the day that they don’t have to wake up to eat more. Remember, they have those wee little stomachs that only fit so much.

~1 year: oh lordy lordy, these poor parents. This baby has places to be, they’ve got things to do. A lot of kids are walking at this time. They may try to run but they are bad at it; however toddlers are slippery little bastards and are hard to catch in spite of this. This sucker has more teeth (still not a full set) and they know how to use those chompers. This baby can have pizza (with the crust removed). That is the most important milestone in my opinion

You’re gonna hear first words around this time. Some kids talk earlier and easier than others. My littler niece has never talked much, but what she does say she says perfectly. My older niece is still practically incomprehensible at two and a half. There’s a lot more variety in what kids can do as they get older. In general, we expect first words by a year and a half, and most kids do start earlier than that.

This being said, there’s still a lot of babbling! That doesn’t stop just because they know a few words!

Babe, look me in the eyes right now. If you have a one year old stringing sentences together in your stories I don’t know how to help you. They don’t do that. You might hear some two and three word phrases as they get closer to two, but there will be no sentences.

2 years: Can and will talk your ear off. They know some body parts, maybe some colors. They’ve got those two to three word phrases, and they’ll start to build on that. They can run, but jumping is hard. Forget about skipping, it’s not gonna happen. These lil bears still aren’t potty trained but they’re working on it! It’s hard work! The downside of this is that suddenly the person whose ass you’re wiping has opinions.

3 years: now we’ll get some sentences. Kids this age are still clumsy, but they’re doing more of the little kid stuff you expect.

 General principles about kids overall

So those are the only ages I’m going to get into detail about. Like I said, there’s a lot more variety in what kids can do as they get older, and it’d be a whole mess to try to summarize that all in depth beyond preschool age. However, I do still have more general guidelines to help you out with stuff beyond this.

Language development in kids

a.      Note: everything I know is about language development in English. I don’t know any more than you do about how kids talk in other languages

b.      So, the thing is, kids expect English to make sense. It doesn’t. This is a very important guiding principle in writing child language.

c.      This means that little kids won’t understand exceptions to grammatical rules as they start learning to speak more. This is where you’ll run into “I runned to the park” or “I see-d the mouses.”

d.      Very young kids will speak mainly in nouns. They’ll name the objects that they’re talking about and babble for the rest of it. You learn to put it together. For example, one of my nieces likes to draw my attention to her dog by saying “pup!” and when I say, “yeah, that’s your puppy!” she nods and says “woof woof.” She’s about a year and a half old, for context.

e.      As they get older, they’ll start to include verbs. Basically, they start with the essentials and add everything else later. Imagine how you would talk in a language you don’t know well. When I try to speak Spanish, it’s a heavy reliance on nouns and some very basic verbs. Kids do the same thing.

f.       Adjectives and prepositions come next, adverbs way down the road. Kids love an interjection though. Both of my nieces think it is very funny to point to my nose piercing and yell “Nose uh-oh!”

g.      Very little kids won’t say much more than four or five words in a sentence. It takes a lot of effort to string those words together! Cut them some slack!

h.      A lot of very common grammar mistakes you see in children’s speech in fiction is inaccurate. Again, kids expect English to make sense. You won’t hear a lot of “me do it.” You will hear more funny mistakes that come up when a kid doesn’t know how else to say what they want to say. Again, though, if you actually think about it, these mistakes make sense when you consider they’re trying to learn the rules of English, not every single possible usage of a word or phrase.

Speech in children

a.      I already told you that they learn the easy sounds first. Now let’s talk about where they might run into trouble.

b.      Gliding – this is a type of phonetic error when “l” and “r” are replaced with “w” or “y.” I’m sure you’re familiar from the uwu cutesy memes. It should be noted that they typically only do this to “l” and “r” though.

c.      Final consonant deletion – kids leave off the end sounds of words all the time! This has to do with the way we articulate sounds in English even in adult speech, but I won’t get into that

d.      Velar fronting – this means they’ll change “k” and “g” to “t” and “d”. For example, they might say “tootie” for “cookie.”

e.      Cluster reduction – it’s hard word to say a whole bunch of consonants together. So you might hear “I tong” instead of “I’m strong” (which also gives an example of that final consonant deletion I just talked about).

f.       Substitution – in general, substitution errors are everywhere, and this just means that kids replace a difficult-to-make sound with something easier. Gliding and velar fronting are both common examples of this, but some of them are individual to the kid. Some examples of “hard to make” sounds are “j,” “g,” “k,” “l,” “r,” “th,” “ch,”and sometimes “s.” R especially is a bastard. R is ten sounds stacked on top of each other wearing a trench coat, and that’s why it’s so common for people with different accents to say “r” differently.

                                                    i.     Anyways, the sound that they replace it with is often a sound that is produced in a similar place. “th” might become “t” since they are produced at the front of the mouth near the teeth. “ch” will also probably become “t,” “j” often turns into “d,” etc.

g.      In general, kids don’t mess up vowels. They’ve got vowels down pat.

h.      These sounds can get messed up everywhere in a word. However, as a kid gets older (or as they go through speech therapy, self-plug for my field), they’ll start to make it less often at the beginning of words. It’s harder to shake from the middle and end of words though, because of all the other stuff that they have to focus on in other parts of the word. Sounds at the beginning are easier!

Stutters  

This is a fluency disorder, not a cute little quirk to give to a shy kid. People who stutter really struggle with the stigma around it, and it’s much more complex than just repeating a sound now and again. If anyone’s curious I can talk more about this, but in general? Be respectful. A lot of people who stutter deal with it their whole lives, and they already deal with enough anxiety before we get into all the stereotyping and infantilizing of stutters. Soapbox over.

Social development

a.      Kids in general are hyperactive. As soon as they’re able to move around without your help, that’s all they want to do. If you have a very little kid in your story who sits very nicely and listens to stories without interrupting or moving around, I have questions for the little kids that you know—or better, for their parents, because I wanna know their secret. That sucker is on the move. I haven’t gotten any of my nieces or nephews to sit still for a whole book since they learned to crawl, and I don’t think I’ll get them to again for quite a while.

b.      Little kids don’t play together—they play next to each other. They’ll show each other what they’re playing with, they’ll take toys from each other, they’ll watch each other play. But their play isn’t interactive until they’re about four.

c.      Kids are smarter than we give them credit for, but also they lack the background knowledge and context to use that intelligence effectively. What this means is that they’ll come up with their own explanations for things that make sense given what they know about the world. But these explanations are often ridiculous. For example, as a small child I didn’t know that some people have different *ahem* body parts that they urinate with. So I thought that the way people could tell if a baby was a boy or a girl was by a blood test. Lord knows how I knew about blood tests but not genitals.

d.      Moral development in kids. I won’t get into this in depth, but in general

                                                  i.     Little kids (like, 7 and younger), are very self-centered. This is not a mark against them! But they are not taking other people into account very often. That’s something that’s taught, and that’s okay. Some kids learn this faster than others

                                                   ii.     As they get older, kids define morality by the rules, and nothing else. Some people never leave this stage of moral development, but that’s a topic for someone else to handle. I just deal with kids. So, by this token, if you ask a kid whether it’s okay for someone to steal food so that a starving child can eat, a lot of kids would say no. Because that’s against the rules. (Unless they have experiences telling them otherwise, but that depends on the child/character).

                                                  iii.     It’s not until around puberty that kids start to be able to understand nuance in those situations

e.      Kids of all ages want to be very independent. Their definition of independence will change as they get older, but that’s easier to figure out. Two year olds want to pour their own milk for dinner. Ten year olds want to walk/ride their bike to school with their friends without their parents there. All relative.

Aaaaand scene!

This concludes my brief lecture on child development for all you writers out there! I hope it was helpful, please let me know if you have any questions! Honestly, this is great review for the Praxis exam and I’m supposed to be studying for that anyways.

[world-of-fire-and-flight]

Visitation Rights

A/N: I saw this prompt and my mind instantly… well you’ll see😆Anyway, thank you to @nuttynutcycle for this prompt — this probably went in an entirely different direction than any one of us thought it would (if y’all are looking for something amazing and kinda dark for the same prompt, check out @yourheartonfire's prompt fill), but that's why I love writing prompts - you never know what you'll get!

Prompt is in blue font! | Warnings: minor violence, (verbal) fighting, Villain’s heart melting/wholesome fluff, language, about 2.5k words…. I didn’t mean for it to be this long….

My masterlist

Villain straightened and took a half step back to admire his work. The sunlight glistened over the lake outside, his own little slice of paradise, and warmly streamed in through the unobstructed window, pooling right on the fluffy white cushion. It was utterly perfect.

Crouching down he packed up his tools, sliding the drill bit back into its place amongst the others in the hard case. Pencil, measuring tape, level, and —

Villain reeled back, jumping to his feet. Adrenaline coursed through his blood as his eyes landed on the source of movement he’d scene in his peripheral vision. Spotting the jet-black cat circling around the top of the newly mounted window seat, Villain’s muscles loosened.

Tsking, Villain wagged his finger at the unblinking creature. “Vengeance, what have I told you about sneaking up on me like that?”

Purring slightly, the cat answered with a wide-eyed, affectionate tilt of her head, pausing in her ritual of settling into her seat as Villain had previously seen her do. Who knew he’d be a cat person? Who knew that ruthless, destructive, utterly evil Villain would take pity on a sopping wet cat with fear in her eyes, roaming the city streets just miles away from here?

Certainly not Villain.

Sighing, Villain gestured to the window seat, though more specifically the view outside the window as Vengeance turned her back to the room and laid down in the patch of sunlight streaming in through the window. Villain’s heart melted at the sight.

So small. So precious.

It was utterly devious — not to mention embarrassing — how such a tiny creature had managed to waltz her way right into his heart. And it’d only been a few hours! Not days, not weeks, but hours! And already he’d been convinced to install a permanent fixture in the middle of his picturesque living room all for one little black cat with a sob story.

Pathetic.

There was no other word for what had happened to him and his villainous integrity in the last few hours once he’d managed to get the poor thing washed and dried…

And then he’d had to bandage himself up. Big cats might like water, other cats might like water, but this cat certainly did not.

But once Vengeance was dry and had began to calm down…

She’d started to mewl. And then she’d started to weave between his legs, pawing at his ankles as she looked up at him, staring straight into his soul.

And that’s how he’d sent six henchmen out to find cat treats and toys and this window seat before dismissing everyone for the day and retreating to his lake house for… well he didn’t have to figure everything out this afternoon. He could make adjustments to his schedule to accommodate Ven as soon as he knew how much work a cat could be.

Leaving his tools to be put away later, he bent over so his face was level with Ven’s and scratched behind her ears as they watched out the window together. She immediately began purring and leaning into the touch, and Villain swore, nothing could ever make him happier. People, even other animals, tended to flinch away from him. Though he supposed the mask and cape and his reputation did that. Even his own henchmen, people he’d known for years, had grown weary and antsy around him. But Vengeance didn’t seem to mind him one bit.

Still, it didn’t stop the scratch marks she’d given him while trying to clean her up sting any less.

“Isn't it beautiful?” The villain gestured to the view below. “Your own window. See, when you're good you get treats.”

Not that he’d actually denied her a treat when the henchmen had come back to their warehouse lair loaded down with bags from the pet store. It was the only way she’d get in the cat carrier.

The cat only purred louder, resting her head against the cushion and turning onto her back, exposing her stomach. The ultimate symbol of trust.

“I think we’ll get along just fine, don’t you, Ven?” Villain smiled, indulging her.

They both flinched, coming into full alertness when the door bell rang throughout the entry way and down into the sunken living room. Villain stood and glanced at the cat, asking if she knew who it might be. Vengeance didn’t provide an answer.

Cautiously, he made his way to the door. Staring through the frosted glass, he could only make out the figure of a woman with wild hair and an average stature.

So much for the remote location and lack of neighbors.

The bell rang again.

Pursing his lips, Villain reached for the doorknob, summoning his power to easily infiltrate the intruder’s mind and wipe the memory of this place — and him — from their mind, all before they could get a word out.

As soon as the door opened partway and he got a glance at the person standing on his front porch, Villain cursed.

“Yeah, well, I’m not the one who stooped so low as take someone else’s cat!”

“Your cat?” Villain started incredulously. “I would’ve never thought the city’s darling hero would let their cat run amok through the city, scared and alone!”

“I didn’t!” Hero stepped closer, gesturing frantically as she didn’t even leave Villain time enough to get another word in. “Shadow got out and I couldn’t find her and I’ve been looking everywhere for her! I finally just got access to her chip and why shouldn’t I be surprised to find out that you took her!”

Hero’s voice turned from distressed to angry in a matter of seconds, and as the city’s only other telepath, there was nothing Villain could do to make her go away or see if she were lying about Ven—Shadow being her cat without having to talk it through.

Holding a hand up, Villain forced her to pause her barrage of words and to keep her from pressing any closer and storming inside his sanctuary.

“First off, I would never stoop so low,” Villain chastised her, “and secondly, we may both know things about the other’s civilian identities we wished the other didn’t, but I would’ve never cared about a cat, and lastly,” he paused, taking in the irritation marring her face and how her hands had clenched into fists at her sides, “you chipped your cat?”

Rage sparked in Hero’s eyes. Shoving him back, Villain stumbled at the unexpected force, but Hero didn’t yield. Each word was punctuated with another shove until he’d knocked into the wall beside the door. “Where. Is. My. Cat?”

Meow.

Hero blinked.

“As you can hear, Vengeance is fine, thank you for asking.”

“Ven—” Hero’s lips twisted into a frown as she screwed her eyes shut. The grip on his shoulders didn’t ease as she kept him firmly pinned to the wall. The padding of paws over the hardwood floors filled the otherwise silent entryway. He watched as Vengeance leapt up the steps and fixed her gaze on their current situation. The cat’s eyes seemed to glisten with recognition.

“You did not rename my cat ‘Vengeance,’” Hero said through gritted teeth.

Villain smirked as her eyes flew open when Vengeance bounded over to them and started to weave her way between Hero’s legs and then between Villain’s until the cat was basically going around them, stepping over their shoes in a figure eight to encompass both of their stances.

“Well,” Villain said, glancing down at the black furball purring and still weaving her way between their feet, “I’ll admit, I was going to make you prove Vengeance was your cat, but I guess this is all the proof I need.”

Hero watched her cat for another second longer before she eased away from him, allowing Villain to peel himself away from the wall. He heard her grumble under her breath, “Of course you’d like him, you traitor.”

Chuckling more to the cat than Hero, Villain stooped to pick Vengeance up, meeting the pained eyes of Hero as he straightened. “What can I say, I’m a very likeable person.”

“No,” Hero argued, “you’re a manipulator who stole my cat!”

Villain groaned, which caused the contented cat to squirm in his grasp. Letting her jump down, he reached passed Hero and shut his front door. “For the last time, I didn’t steal your cat. I found her and took her home. Big difference!”

“You didn’t even check to see if she had a tag or had been reported missing?”

“She looked like she’d been out on the street for days! How was I supposed to know she wasn’t a street cat?”

“I don’t know, Villain, maybe you should’ve read her mind!” Hero snapped.

“Hey, there’s no need to bring work into this!” Villain snapped back. “Besides, I can’t. Animals aren’t my thing. Different skill set entirely.”

Hero rolled her eyes. “Look,” she started, looking away and toward where the destroyer of everything peaceful had padded off to. She rolled her shoulders and tried to ease the fight from her stance into something more… casual. “I didn’t come here to argue, I just came to get my cat back and go home. That’s all.”

The pleading tone had returned, and something else had crept into Hero’s voice too. Villain easily identified as resignation. He might not be able to burrow into Hero’s mind, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t use this situation to his advantage. Same tricks, different method of manipulation.

“I don’t know,” he started coyly, stepping closer to her. “You don’t sound as though you love Ven as much as you should. How do I know you’ll treat her properly, I mean she’s already gotten out once, hasn’t she?”

Hero swallowed, matching his step forward with a small step in retreat. “Villain, just give me Shadow back, and let us leave in peace.”

“Still doesn’t sound like you’re as desperate to get her back as you claim to be,” he sang, taking another step forward. This time, Hero didn’t back down. His eyebrow arched questioningly.

“What do you want from me?” She asked quietly, never once breaking eye contact with him. But it seemed her faded anger had made her smaller, more vulnerable. Vulnerability wasn’t something Villain would’ve ever associated with his nemesis.

It was certainly something new. Villain relished it, the brokenness in her tone, but also his nemesis’ final stand. Who knew it would only take a cat to get Hero in the palm of his hand.

Villain smirked, contemplatively glancing over Hero one last time before saying, “I was going for ‘please’, but—”

“Villain, please!” She interrupted desperately.

He tsked. “Too late, you’ve already asked me what I wanted from you, and now I get to decide what that is.”

Teardrops blossomed in the corner of Hero’s eyes. Quickly, they darted away from him and he followed her gaze toward the cat resting peacefully once more on the new window seat. Satisfied that Hero was exactly that desperate, he waited for her to meet his eyes again, ready to put on a show when she did.

Slowly, her attention slid back to him.

He tilted his head, eyes boring into her as if he could see her at a molecular level. Maybe this was the cruelest form of torture he’d ever enacted on someone, and surely it was the worst thing he’d done to someone who was, admittedly, undeserving of such cruelty. Sure, Hero had made it her life’s mission to stop him, but he was criminal mastermind after all. A criminal mastermind, with a cruel reputation that preceded him in every way.

At last, just when he knew Hero couldn’t take the suspension any more, when the tremble of her lip turned into an unsteady wobble, he grinned. He saw the moment she sucked in a final breath and held it, waiting for his answer.

“I want,” he said slowly, forcing a glower to his face, “visitation rights. No questions, no limit, and not a single word about any of this to anyone.”

Hero let the breath she’d held out in a shuddering burst of air, completely sagging in relief.

“V-visitation rights?” she sniffled.

“Yes.”

Meekly, she tried to wipe away the tears that had threatened to spill as if he couldn’t see her movements at all. “No questions, no limit—”

“As in, for an undetermined amount of time. You can set time limits for each visit, of course, but they can’t be revoked,” he clarified at her hesitancy in her eyes.

“Ever?” she questioned.

“Exactly. Not in two weeks, not in two months, not in two years,” he reaffirmed. “I get to visit Shadow whenever, for as long as you’ll allow me to per visit, for the rest of eternity.”

Hero sighed. “And not a word to anyone.”

“Correct.”

Hero fidgeted under his unwavering gaze. Shifting her weight from foot to foot, he could see the thought process taking place written plainly on her face with each minute twitch, twist, furrow, or purse that shifted in her features. “Fine. You can have secret, limitless, visitation rights with Shadow.”

Villain grinned again. “That’s all I ask.”

They both glanced over at the cat in question, finding her blissfully asleep on her sun-warmed window seat.

“Well… I guess there’s no sense disturbing her now,” Villain said in a quiet tone he hadn’t thought himself capable of. He’d just held a woman in suspense to within an inch of her composure, but now he was shy?

“You get until she wakes up, and then we’re going home.”

“Fine,” Villain agreed, “might as well make yourself comfortable too. I hear cats can sleep for a long time. Besides, it sounds like you had a rather trying day, losing your cat and all, finding them at your nemesis’ house. Must’ve been truly awful.”

Hero grabbed his shoulder harshly, stopping him in his tracks when he’d meant to join Shadow in the living room to watch the sun set over the lake. Turning back, he saw the hero’s face had sharpened seriously, a look he knew and hated bitterly from her day job as the savior of the city.

“Look,” she started dangerously, “just because you have visitation rights for my cat, doesn’t mean we have to be friendly. I’m not falling for one of those bullshit can’t-stand-each-other-to-confessing-their-love-for-each-other stories you only see in books or movies, so aside from Shadow and fighting each other while masked up, just stay out of my life.”

“Oh, Hero,” he frowned sarcastically, “you wound me.”

“I mean it, Villain,” she hissed, poking him in the chest, “just leave me alone!”

“Sure, now if you’ll excuse me,” he said, once again starting for the comfy couch positioned right in front of the floor to ceiling windows. “I’ve had a long day too and would like to enjoy my quiet visitation rights.”

Behind him, he heard Hero sigh heavily and couldn’t help the smirk that pulled at his lips. “Whatever.”