#y’all really aren’t seeing things from her perspective

[zinnie-zoloft]

People who hate Crystal, hell even some people who like her, act like David just strolled up to her one day and said “hey I’m a demon, lemme posses you?” and she was like “yeah sure lol” when that’s not what happened at all

She was in love with David before she found out he was a demon, she thought she knew him and that’s why she trusted him, they were together for weeks if not months before she knew the whole truth

This is what influences her relationship with Charles as well, it’s why she blows up at him after he fights the night nurse, because she’s afraid that she doesn’t actually know him either

Charles did what he did to protect Edwin but what Crystal sees in that moment is the boy she loves acting completely unlike himself, turning violent and ruthless, and the last time that happened she lost everything

[kenjirose]

what kind of yanderes do you think the whole cast would be ?

M!Cast TADC YANDERE HEADCANONS

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Tw: Yandere stuff.. that’s explanatory. So expect mentions of violence- some more extreme than others and manipulation/stalking/etc.

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Caine: Obsessive Yandere

Caine is so incredibly fixated on you. You are the only thing in his mind and it’s completely consuming him. He simply can’t think about himself or the others if your needs aren’t tended to first. Caine is the type to spend hours on end just fantasizing about you and what yall could do and what y’all can do and what to do- and just what it takes for you two to be together. He will think and daydream about your every movement, phrase, your first arrival, your connection to himself and the others, as well as being the one you simply love the most and trust with all your desires and secrets. Aka, this is the type of yandere that usually ends up to be a stalker, which I find particularly fitting considering his “ALL SEEING EYES” would never leave you a moment of privacy.

Pomni: Manipulative Yandere

Pomni would want a bit of control over your actions. This sort of relationship is the type that seems very normal on the surface… She will use your trust for her to spin advice that ultimately helps her, because she really does love you and for example- if you were already in a relationship? She would pull you to the side and say real nice and calmly that “hey.. I don’t think they are good for you.” Just to manipulate your trust for her to believe her and listen to her. Now in the actual relationship, Pomni would often bring up your secrets and weaknesses in arguments and such to encourage co-dependency so you don’t leave her.

Ragatha: Overprotective Yandere

Ragathas most important concern is the carefully supervised and protect you to a concerning degree. She never wants to leave you alone and she struggles to balance her concern and respect for your independence. The digital realm is scary and not to mention the adventures- she’d always want you right by her side so she can interfere. She really does genuinely believe that she’s acting in your best interest, but it can come off as extremely controlling and overbearing.

Jax: Sadistic Yandere

Jax will intentionally cause you suffering and distress by bringing harm to your way, and will likely derive pleasure from doing so. He will spread rumors and lies about you, in order to twist the others perspective of you and to isolate you in order for him to swoop in to “save the day.” Or, I could see him letting you escape him on purpose just for the thrill of recapturing you. Jax wants to know and understand you limitations, all of them and just how to reach them. He would want you to easily squirm under his control and ultimately traumatize you in a way that would unfortunately leave you with no choice of crawling back to him.

Zooble: Impulsive Yandere

Zooble acts on their desires and whims- not really thinking before she makes a decision. This makes him one of the more dangerous Yanderes. Zooble will act in response to their emotions that she is feeling in the current moment, not caring to realize how his actions will affect you. She is prone to these erratic mood swings- overreacting, outbursts and even grabbing you and being aggressive at times. To look at the positive side, because Zooble acts this way, he tends to be honest.

Gangle: Clingy Yandere

Gangle is very emotionally dependent on you. She’s fragile and will seek your constant attention and support. She is the type to be blowing up your phone because you did not text her back within a span of a few minutes, and to be very very physically touchy with you. It’s extremely overwhelming, as you will never have an ounce of privacy with Gangle. Her upmost important goal is to insert herself into your personal live and become extremely upset if you are wrapped around her finger in every given moment. Her relationship would be the definition of draining and she’d smother you 24/7.

Kinger: Delusional Yandere

Kinger already believes that you love him, because he’s not in touch with reality. He takes your actions the wrong way, and to the extreme. You can do something simply out of kindness and he will believe that you are doing it because you are in love with him. He’s the type of yandere that dismisses your feelings; if you say you don’t love him he will think you are just joking or lying, or that you are just being shy.

[laconicenigma]

⁂ Bubba Sawyer x Male Reader

Hello!! ⍢ I’m new to Tumblr so I hope this is a sufficient first post… I love Leatherface!!

❀ ; Male reader, FtM, AMAB friendly! (He/Him) Reader is implied to be taller, possibly buffer/broader as well. He leans more towards traditionally masculine. He’s a smooth talker with a bit of Southern charm to fit the setting a little.

❀ ; Bubba Sawyer AMAB (She/He/They) Bubba may be bit out of character, I added in some of my own personal headcanons and such! A mix of their paranoid personality in the 1st movie as well as their affectionate side shown in the 2nd. Hope you like! ◡̈

⁂ Headcanons

It doesn’t take that much to swoon Bubba.

She succumbs so easily to a bit of flirting, as we can see from the 2nd movie. A bit of sweet talk with a sprinkle of pet names and suddenly she’s a big, squealing mess.

The whole Sawyer family is wildly eccentric, so you don’t have too much to worry about in regards to their acceptance. Sure, you’d most likely be a popular joke in the household but it’s nothing worse than what they give each other. Given the time of the film, the most you’d have to worry about would be the public’s opinion about you and your dangerous lover; but let’s just assume that they don’t get the chance to know about y’all.

On a similar note, your sex and gender don’t matter to Bubba all that much. He clearly has unique ways of expressing himself, and he knows it (because of all the teasing his brothers do). He wouldn’t find his feelings for a man to be weird or anything of the sort; though he’d still probably be surprised at the fact. Don’t worry your pretty little head though, Bubba is the furthest thing from judgmental.

The surprise would just be because they’ve always been more into femininity. Both in the way the dress themselves, to the people they’re attracted to— Bubba’s just always loved to indulge in more womanly things. But that doesn’t eliminate you from having a chance, not at all!

The second you sweet talk him with your smooth voice, he’s on the damn floor.

Bubba didn’t have to fortune of receiving affection while she grew up. She’s most likely been isolated from regular society her whole life, and we know damn well the Sawyer’s aren’t known for their loving nature. Take your hands and just gently graze her face a little, or tell her how sweet she is and how much you love her, she’s all yours.

Even just some basic manners will get you a long way with Bubba. They yearn for some sort of human interaction that isn’t clouded with blood and the hum of a chainsaw, don’t blame them! A ‘Thank you’ will keep them giddy for weeks on end.

Trying to shift to a more realistic perspective, though, you’d have to be one sweet son of a bitch to get the Sawyer’s to spare you.

We saw how Bubba eventually folded under the pressures of his families demands when it came to Stretch, even though he liked her quite a bit. If you even want to get close to the point of Bubba stepping in to protect you, you are gonna have to be the smoothest and most charming man he’s ever met (which isn’t very hard, but still). No trying to fight or escape like Stretch, though you’d probably meet Bubba on different circumstances anyways.

⁂ Scenario

‘Oh, god damn!’ Was the only thought that seemed to run through your head at the moment. Wrist pressed against your forehead and sweat dripping down your lips, an exasperated sigh fell from your dry mouth. It was moments like these that made you regret fixin’ up such an old girl to be your car; she could be a bit unreliable.

It’s not like it was the car’s fault, no, you should’ve known you were runnin’ out of fuel just from how long you’d been driving. But, damn, you really needed to fix up that faulty fuel gauge. Always having to be on edge when you traveled, since you didn’t know when your gas was going to run out. Shit, what was even wrong with it?

The sun was burning your skin, and you needed some sort of help. It was only you out here.

After wandering around the unfamiliar area for a long few minutes, a sense of relief completely washed over you when a large farmhouse came into view. The estate was beautiful, and you could only hope somebody in it would be willing to help you out. After walking through the long dirt driveway, you gently stepped onto the porch of the home. The old floorboards creaked under your weight, the peeling paint bringing a slight surprise to your face. The home sure looked occupied, though not very taken care of. You gently knocked against the white frame of the screen door.

“Hello? ‘S anyone home?” You tried to call through. If you looked closely enough, you could see into the interior of the home. For some odd reason, these people didn’t close their front door. That either meant that they were home, or they were just plain careless.

You called out once more, speaking to the walls of the home in hopes you’d elicit a response. “Hey, partner, I’m in a real bad place right now. I-If I could just get some help here, it would be much appreciated,” a chuckle carried through your speech, though you were only met with radio silence from the home. “My car’s broke down and, by god, it’s hot as hell today. If I could just get a glass of water, I’ll be in your debts forever,” you held your tongue after you spoke, desperate for any sign of life within the home. You were practically dyin’ out here!

You were about to make your ways away from the property when you heard some booming thuds from within the building. You leaned into the screen door, squinting as you tried to decipher the darkness of the place. You couldn’t make out much, though you were almost certain you could see a figure cautiously trying to make it down the stairs— almost like they didn’t want you to see them. The person looked— and sounded— huge, though. With the amount of area they were taking in the staircase, alongside their heavy and creaking steps— this person had to be big. Without a doubt. Even if you could only make out a silhouette.

Upon noticing the mystery person, a smile stretched across your handsome features and you began to wave at them through the screen. “Hey, partner! Am I glad to see you!” You exclaimed to them, though the figure stayed unmoving. You realized that you probably came off a little strong, so you attempted to backtrack in the case that they had just noticed you. You spoke again, this time much softer and sweeter, “My car broke down not to far from here. Real sorry about showin’ up on your property like this but I could really use some help. Anythin’ would be much appreciated,” You managed to coo through the screen, an inviting smile on your lips.

The figure seemed to be trying to process the situation, not moving towards or away from you, though you could see their head dart around frantically. Not a good sign. You attempted to calm them from afar, they were your only hope at salvation at the moment. “Hey, hey, hey, now… Don’t worry, I ain’t here for trouble, darlin’. I promise,” as the words left your throat, so soothing and calm, the figure laid their gaze directly onto you. You could feel it. “You don’t have’ta help me, sweetheart. I can leave you be right now— but I ain’t a threat.” To speak to soft and so loving was something of second nature to you, but it was currently, unknowingly, saving your ass right now. “I’d just really appreciate a hand, if you’d be willing to give,” your desperation was painfully obvious. That seemed to be the breaking point for the person— in a good sense.

They slowly made their way down the stairs, the wood moaning under their weight as they stepped. Once they came closer, you were able to slowly make out their features. Their clothes looked dirty and old, though mostly concealed by a bright yellow apron— and they were fucking huge. Tall and big, extremely fucking huge. Though you two battled heights pretty evenly, you’d still have to say you were pleasantly surprised about their stature. You’d never really met someone who stood head to head with you like this. However, it took everything within yourself not to cringe at the mask they sported. It looked so— so grotesquely real. Like nothing you’d ever seen, not even at a Halloween store.

Even though it was grossly off-putting, you made the decision to not point it out. Didn’t want to scare off your only help at the moment. One of their large hands timidly laid against the frame of the screen door and pushed it open. They softly squealed in a pig-like manner.

Once the door pushed open, you got a good look at this person in all their glory. They looked just as grimy and dirty as they were when they were shielded by the screen, though now you could make out more finite details— like their crooked teeth and hairy arms. They refused to make eye contact, their body tense and frightened. They definitely raised a few red flags in your mind, and you couldn’t say they were truly all that attractive— but you still found them cute, for some odd reason. You smiled at their compliance, despite it all. “Hey, darlin’, thank you for openin’ up for me,” the words smoothly fell from your lips, causing their gaze to bore into you. They made some sort of mumbling sound, unintelligible to you. They seemed so utterly confused.

You gave them a signature smile, sensing their discomfort, and doing your best to alleviate it. You could tell at this point that they probably weren’t used to interacting with people, given the way they had been so reclusive. In attempts to get them to open up, you spoke softer, kinder, even more charming than usual. “There any way you can help me, partner?” You were burning at this point, skin glistening with sweat and your clothes glued to the moisture on your body. They seemed to try and subtly eye you, though they were extremely obvious— even moreso as they embarrassedly looked away from you. You chuckled.

They shifted on their feet, acting shy despite how intimidating they were as a person. After a moment of thought, they nodded a bit. When they looked at you again, you could make out a hint of a shy smile on their face. They stepped aside, willingly giving you a pathway into their mysterious home. You stared into their eyes, giving them a handsome, toothy, smile. “Thanks, darlin’,” You hummed to the large and timid person. They squealed a bit, joy taking over their face as you stepped foot into their odd home.

[sevendeadlywhispers]

7Seals

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Chapter 17

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•Warning: This content may not be suitable for all readers. If you've watched all of AOT then you will understand that the show handles heavy subjects such as abuse, racism, violence, and other heavy subjects. This fanfiction will also have the same heavy themes. Chapters with heavy themes will be marked with (*) at each chapter.

A/N: Hey y’all ♡

I’m having horrible writers block. Some pieces aren’t fitting the way I wanted to so I can only do one chapter this week. I’ve decided that one Thursday every month I won’t post unless I’m itching to. My goal for that is to make sure I don’t catch up to my chapters I haven’t posted yet so I have something for y’all to read when I get stuck. Hopefully I get some creative juices in me soon cause there’s so much I have to still write about. I’m so excited for the third seal🫶🏼

Also! Shoutout to all y’all who binged the story recently. I loved seeing each part you were all at! It really helped me write some stuff for the current chapter I’m on. Love y’all’s support!!!!

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"Captain Levi"

I narrowed my eyes at the sight of him—the man I despised more than any other. His once proud stature had been reduced to that of a broken man, shackled by his own demons and the weight of his crimes.

I met his gaze with a steely glare, his eyes held a feral intensity, worse from the last time I saw him.

"Alexander," I replied icily, keeping my tone devoid of emotion. His smile widened, revealing a row of yellowed teeth.

"What brings you here?" he asked, his voice dripping with malice.

"I was in town," I replied curtly. "Wanted to see how desperate and disgusting you looked after all these years."

His laughter echoed off the walls of the cell, a hollow sound that mixed together with the clinking of shackles on his limbs.

"Ah, Levi, always the charmer," he mocked, his eyes gleaming with malice.

"Did you miss me?"

I clenched my fists at my sides, struggling to maintain my composure in the face of his taunts.

"Careful now," I warned, forcing a smirk. "Wouldn't want to end up like last time."

But Alexander just laughed, reclining against the cold stone floor with a smug smirk.

"Oh Levi," he sighed, his voice dripping with disdain. "You're so quick to violence. Makes me wonder if above ground is really meant for someone like you."

"You're one to talk," I shot back, my voice laced with venom. "You grew up in the same filth I did."

But he just laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that echoed off the walls of the cell.

"You think we're the same, huh?" he taunted, his eyes boring into mine with a chilling intensity.

I took a step closer to him, my fists clenched at my sides as I fought to suppress the rage bubbling beneath the surface.

"I might be a rat, but I'm not a shitbag like you," I spat, my voice dripping with contempt. "Cut the shit and tell me— who's killing the Scouts again? Is it Carter? You calling the shots behind bars?"

But Alexander remained silent, his smug smirk never wavering as he watched my every move. I gritted my teeth in frustration, knowing that Erwin's orders bound my hands, preventing me from unleashing the full extent of my wrath upon him.

I pivoted on my heel to turn back but the echo of Alexander's voice pulled me back into the suffocating atmosphere of his cell.

"How's Iris?" he jeered, his grin twisting into a smirk that oozed malice. I shot him a withering glare, my fists clenching at my sides.

"You don't deserve to know a damn thing about her,"

His laughter grated on my nerves, a grating sound that echoed off the stone walls.

"Touchy, touchy," he taunted, his eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement.

"Let me ask you something though. Did you fuck her yet? Or is she still saving herself for marriage?"

"Shut your mouth, scum," I growled, my voice low and dangerous.

But he just leaned against the cell bars, his smirk widening into a smirk.

"What's the matter, Captain? Can't handle a little banter?"

Before I could stop myself, my hand shot through the bars of his cell, seizing his collar with a vice-like grip. With a swift motion, I yanked him towards me, his body slamming against the unforgiving iron bars.

I watched with grim satisfaction as his face contorted in pain, the metal pressing into his flesh. Yet, despite the agony etched across his features, he dared to smirk at me, his eyes gleaming with twisted amusement.

"I know she's in Wall Sina right now," Alexander choked out against my grip.

"Stay the fuck away," I growled, my voice low and dangerous, as I spat in his face, relishing the sight of my saliva trailing down his cheek.

His smirk widened into a grotesque grin, his tongue darting out to lick his lips in a vulgar display. "It won't be me touching her," he taunted, his words a venomous echo in the dimly lit cell.

Disgust surged through me like a tidal wave, fueling the fury that burned within. The red haze descended over my vision, a veil of fury that clouded my senses and consumed my every thought. In that moment, rationality fled, leaving only raw, unbridled rage coursing through my veins.

This insolent little shit thought he could mock me, thought he could make light of the pain and suffering he'd caused. The audacity of it all ignited a firestorm within me, stoking the flames of my fury to new heights.

My elbow met his face with relentless force, each blow a symphony of vengeance echoing through the cold, stone halls of this damp dungeon. His anguished cries reverberated off the walls, a jarring agony that served as a grim will to his crimes.

I cared not for the ears that heard his pleas, nor for the consequences that may follow. All that mattered was the burning desire to see him suffer, to witness him endure the same torment he had so callously inflicted upon her.

The sight of blood streaming down his battered visage only fueled my resolve of the justice he so rightfully deserved. Though my pristine white shirt bore the stains of his punishment, I cared not for appearances. All that mattered was the relentless pursuit of retribution, a relentless storm of fury that showed no signs of abating.

His screams filled the air, a symphony of agony that still echoed through the darkness of the cell block. But even as the blood began to flow, I felt no satisfaction, no relief from the torment that gnawed at my soul.

I wanted him dead.

As I stood amidst the chaos, the echoes of my own name reverberated through the air, accompanied by the unwelcome touch of another's hands upon my person. My immediate response was sharp and unforgiving.

"Get the fuck off me," I growled, my voice cutting through the clamor as I forcefully shook off the unwanted contact, releasing my grip on Alexander and allowing him to crumple to the ground in a heap.

"We need a medic!"

The urgency in the interior police's voices only served to heighten the tension of the situation, their frantic shouts mingling with the sound of my own exasperated sigh.

"You got blood all over my sleeve," I muttered irritably, casting a disdainful glance at Alexander as I attempted to straighten out the mess he had caused.

Turning my attention to the trembling interior police, I couldn't help but feel a surge of impatience at their obvious unease. Rolling up my sleeves to conceal the bloodstains, I met their gaze with a cool and unwavering stare.

"His nose is broken. Might want to get that taken care of quickly or he might lose consciousness. Either way, I don't care," I stated bluntly, my words devoid of sympathy as I prepared to leave the scene behind me.

"Hey, you can't leave yet," one of the interior police protested, attempting to bar my path with a shaky hand.

"And why's that?" I countered, arching an eyebrow at the young officer before me, his nervous demeanor only serving to irritate me further.

"You need to fill out an incident report," he explained, his voice trembling with uncertainty as he attempted to assert his authority.

Glancing back at Alexander, who lay bloodied and battered on the floor, I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at the absurdity of the situation.

"Your incident report is barely breathing on the ground right now, I suggest you take care of it." I instructed calmly, yet with an unmistakable undercurrent of authority in my tone.

The young man quivered before me, his resolve crumbling beneath the weight of my stare. With a muttered apology, he stepped aside, allowing me to pass with a nod of acknowledgment.

"Smart choice."

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[thefirstradiant]

DEAN WINCHESTER!

Okay? Did I get y’all’s attention? I heard this song in the car a few day ago and immediately had a million thoughts. I also immediately began crying, thanks. This song cuts deep to Dean’s core (some Sam thrown in there too) and I think you all should give it a listen. If you care to read my line by line thoughts, they’re under the break because it got LONG lmao.

I made a home here in unsteady things

It was hard to think that I could ever leave

For me I see most of this song through Dean’s perspective, but that could also just be because I’m so Dean-coded that it’s also just my perspective. I’m picturing the constant moving around as kids with John and trying to make a home in the hundreds of motels. I’m picturing the Impala, adult Dean’s first real home, and how he brought Sam back into it. I don’t think Dean thought he could ever leave this life and at times he didn’t want to, even if it was unsteady.

So I gave my breath each time she couldn't breathe on her own

This is both of them, but from my Dean perspective of the song and the earliest time we see it in the series, this is Dean trading his soul for Sam. It’s also Dean as a kid giving Sam all his food and treats and energy and his everything so he could breathe just a little easier and contentedly.

I felt her scars and asked her nervously

Who was the thief that stole your certainty?

Demon-blood Sam to me. This is Dean scared of his brother and his powers and realizing that he may be more messed up by their childhood than he thought. This is Dean cursing himself for not doing a good enough job of protecting Sammy so that nothing could ever hurt him. Dean can see all the scars that that addiction left on Sam and it kills him and confuses him at the same time.

She didn't know, she lost it some time long ago

Oh Sammy. This part is just sad. No matter how hard Dean tried as a kid and young adult, Sam was already damaged. He was bound to fall into the demon blood addiction.

I've fought so long, it's what I do

My fists are fine, it's just my soul's a little bruised

Daddy’s blunt instrument. Soldier of Heaven. Ultimate Killer. Need I say more? This is Dean hearing everyone else tell him that fighting is what he does. He comes back every time so he must be fine right? Wrong. Some wounds aren’t visible.

But I'll stay on my feet until I lose

But I never learn to lose

My favorite lines. They give me shivers. This is what we know Dean for. The man who absolutely never gives up. Who would get back on his feet a million times over again for Sam. And then the “learn to lose” part. Throughout the show we see this in Dean. He doesn’t know how to process his loved ones leaving him or dying or their plans failing. He just needs that next “big win”. This is my favorite unfinished (thanks finale) exploration of Dean.

It's hard to know me

At least you tried

It's hard to love in the cold

And it's gotten so cold outside

Ah the chorus. Really punches home how Dean feels. He loves that Sam tried to know him and stay with him, even if he still can’t see that he ever deserved it. The cold gives me such amazing imagery here of desolation, of emptiness. It is HARD to love in the face of such emptiness that we see time and time again during the apocalypse events and times when the brothers get separated. But they’re still trying. They’re shivering in the cold, but trying.

My younger years went by so urgently

And left me grief that I'm still servicing

Quite obviously Dean. Just want to point out I love the word choices of urgently and servicing. I think Dean will always be servicing his trauma from John and his upbringing, but I just so wish we could have seen some conclusion to his attitude of not caring about himself at all. Stupid finale with the “it was always about you, Sam”. Dean deserved to love himself.

If good times change, why do the bad days stick around?

No thoughts just me crying over Dean sitting in the bunker, happy, maybe cooking and smiling with Jack. Sam’s reading the paper and drinking coffee. Sometime in the later seasons when they think they’ve won. And then Dean just feels this crushing weight and wonders why, when everything around him points to being happy, he just can’t feel it.

She said, I'll just keep going to be kind

To that same little girl who wondered why her parents cried

Ah back to Sammy. I could write a lot about Sam watching John abuse Dean as a child, but I won’t because it would go on forever. These lines feel to me like Sam as an adult trying to understand how different his childhood experience was from Dean’s and coming to terms with, yes, Dean may have seemed to have it worse, but that doesn’t mean Sam was unscathed. Sam realizes this and has to change his thoughts toward himself. Also Sam comforting Dean.

Cause she grew up and learned to lie like them

Dean watching Sammy grow up a hunter and fight and kill and all the things he really never wanted for his baby brother that he swore to protect.

I've tried to lie to you

But boy you listen to me with your eyes as well

In the song, this is still from Sam’s perspective and it’s really interesting to me with the closeness and codependency these brothers have. They don’t lie to each other well at all. It’s a forced closeness from their childhood and lifestyle where all they have is each other. This is Sam trying to persuade Dean to let him go his own way etc. Dean doesn’t listen well and sees Sam instead and how much he needs him, both because he wants to help him and because Dean is very codependent as well.

And it's hard to see me

At least you tried

It's hard to love in the cold

And it's gotten so cold outside

Beautiful chorus again. Makes me cry. This time saying “it’s hard to SEE me”. Dean almost never feels seen, even when people try to, because he just can’t accept their love unless he loves himself first.

Farewell my uncle

And farewell his son

I mean, this is the Winchester farewell to all the family that they’ve lost along the journey. The bitter cold outside takes its toll not just on Sam and Dean but everyone around them. Uncle of course makes me sad about Bobby again. And son could be a lot of different people. I read it a lot as Dean’s feelings about his “kids”. Claire, Alex, Jack, Ben… Just a very full circle moment to Dean saying goodbye to his childhood and trying to make a difference in some other kid’s experiences.

Farewell the pieces

Cause they're all I was

This is older Dean looking back on his years of hunting and watching all the pieces and fractures he was at the times. When he felt like he was only half there or had to put aside his grief because the world was ending, like it always was. I like to think Dean is trying to say goodbye to that. He wants to be whole, he wants to be happy but he doesn’t really know how. He never learned how.

Will you stay with me,

As I turn to dust?

Like I said, he never really learned how to “carry on”. In a part of his mind, he would just be turning to dust. Once the world is saved, once Sammy is saved, what then? He reaches out, clutching to whatever he knows, just wanting to not be alone. He finds Sam and Cas and family and thinks, maybe I can just stay like this. I still think he thinks he’s in some limbo, just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

When you tell their story

Tell them I was loved

Cries. Just,, Dean doesn’t even think of himself as the one to tell the story. He just passes himself by. Sam can tell the story. Sam can carry on. Also he doesn’t want to be this tragic story he’s been playing out for years. When he’s gone, just tell a happy story, tell about his favorite foods, his Impala, how much he loved cowboy hats. He doesn’t want to be a heavy burden even when he’s dead. Maybe in a bedtime story, he can be a firefighter in small yeehaw town without depression or a traumatic childhood. And maybe he can just Be.

So now you see me

For the first time

This song is Dean laid bare. His grief, his purpose, his pain, his love, his family, his fear, his determination, his strength, his Sam. He WANTS people to SEE him, but at the same time, he can’t put that heavy burden on anyone. Except he learns a little about how to place it on Sam towards the end. If anyone really Sees Dean, it’s Sam. And it took him a long time to see him “for the first time”.

It's hard to love in the cold

But boy, it's time I tried

And there we have the core of Dean. His love. His love in the face of everything. The fact that he TRIES. And TRIES. And TRIES AGAIN. He may not ever have thought he was good enough, but to so many, he was. He was more than good enough. He was the best. And they all loved him so much. Especially Sam.

*sighs* time to go listen to the song a few more times and cry about how Dean never got the chance to finish his story and his growth. We could have had Dean loving HIMSELF. That’s his ending. His real one.

[bohemian-nights]

It’s really odd how people are willing to acknowledge that Targaryen mothers have complicated relationships with their children because of the own trauma they were faced to endure but aren’t able to do the same when it comes to Alicent Hightower. People always excuse Visenya by saying “Maegor was her son” but the same doesn’t apply for Alicent.

They straight up hate Alicent past the point of reason (yes I know I don't like Rhaenyra, but I’m not obligated to like racists so y’all can suck it🤷🏽‍♀️.

She’s a pretty sympathetic and relatable character(put yourself in her shoes and tell me you wouldn't do the same), and she’s not a bad mom in that way. She's given a crappy hand and tries to make the most of it.

In the show, she’s a kid herself when she has Aegon, and in the books(as well as the show)she’s married to a man who places their children second to his eldest daughter, but because she’s not wearing a blonde wig and spouting out Obey me peasants or I shall rain down upon thee fire and blood🔥🐉 they won’t even try to see things from her perspective.

She's essentially a single mom(and a single teen mom in the show), but that gets lost in the sauce.

[peachmi1k]

hey guys. i can’t believe i actually have to make a post like this, but it apparently really needs to be said because some of y’all don’t know how to act right. trigger warning for self harm, suicide, and cursing cause i’m mad af

lately some of my mutuals have been getting some asks that simply aren’t okay, ie requesting they write things about reader being admitted to the psych ward, etc.

i genuinely cannot fathom how anyone thinks that’s an appropriate thing to ask for from a stranger on the internet. you might think it’s quirky and cute but some of us have genuine issues that are absolutely disgusting of you to be trying to romanticize like this.

i have had severe depression for my entire teenage and adult life. i lost my best friend to suicide when i was 17. pain from something like that never ever goes away. another one of my best friends tried to unalive herself when i was 22. i worry about her every day. before finally being medicated at 18 i was going through the absolute hardest time of my life regarding my mental health, and surprise, it wasn’t fucking fun.

i have to assume that the people sending in these asks have no clue what its like to be in this situation or don’t know anyone who has, because if you did, you would know that shit like this shouldn’t be talked about this way.

and i will say, i am a firm believer that you are welcome to cope with your own trauma however you see fit, as long as you are not hurting anyone. yes, i joke about my own trauma with my close friends, because its mine, and however i choose to make myself feel better, i’ve earned that right.

but there are still boundaries that must be respected when it comes to things like this. i know that joking with my very close friends will not make them uncomfortable, because they too share some of the same trauma as me.

however, an account you follow because you like their writing is someone who you know very very little about. we choose what we get to share on social media, and extremely sensitive topics like this need to be respected in the presence of someone you know next to nothing about.

you don’t know if the people you’re asking these things of have been in this situation, and it’s extremely dangerous to assume you can joke about thinks like this with people you don’t know. you could genuinely fucking hurt someone.

people who are actually admitted to a psych ward are people that struggle just living a day to day life. its not a fucking vacation, they are suffering and they need help. and some of you, sending in your stupid fucking asks like “omg being lovey dovey with cc in a mental institution” is so insulting its insane.

grow the fuck up. this isn’t wattpad 2012 core, mental illness isn’t a “just girly things uwu” quirk. its real, and its serious. attempt to see someone else’s perspective. step into the real world for one fucking second and get yourself a reality check.

if you disagree with anything i’ve just said, don’t let me catch you on this blog. as max said, if this makes you angry then it fucking should. you are not welcome here.

[wqintraining]

NEW X-MEN: THE ANIMATED SERIES - SEASON 1, EPISODE 12 (PART 1 OF 2)

We open in the institute as a panic ensues, older kids screaming about the front lawn being covered in bloody and body parts, while the younger students are running up to the teachers, afraid that they’re in danger. Dani, James, and the others assure them everything is okay, but they themselves don’t have any real idea what happened either. 

Julian and Sofia, in their boxers and pajamas, respectively, fly out of Julian’s room, trying to help contain the panic by restraining kids with their powers. Julian calls out that there’s nothing to worry about, and the X-Men are gonna figure out what’s going on here. 

SOFIA: “Your speech last night was wonderful, but you know we aren’t actually X-Men yet.” 

JULIAN: “Work for the job you want, right?” 

Cessily and Sooraya are still in their room, Sooraya shaking on the floor as she prays, while Cessily is curled up in a ball on her bed, calling Roxy to make sure she’s okay. 

CESSILY: “What…what is going on?” 

Storm, Kitty, Sunspot, and Wolverine step outside to examing the site closeup, all disturbed, but none of them phased. They quickly deduce from the remnants of the bodies that these were Purifers, and they all heard a screeching sound, but the younger members aren’t sure what that was. Storm, however, is aware, and she’s terrified - the Phoenix energy inside Jean has been unleashed. RIght now, she is a threat to herself, and a threat to the entire planet. 

Storm says they need Cyclops immediately, and asks Laura where he is. Laura sniffs the air. 

LAURA: “Emma’s room. With Emma. They stink of each other.” 

Kitty and Roberto are shocked, while Storm hangs her head. 

STORM: “Oh Scott…” 

We cut to Cyclops and Emma in bed together, their eyes glazed over as they remain catatonic. 

STORM: “...what have you done?” 

Cassandra Nova sits in her estate, sipping tea. As she sets her cup and saucer down, she grings. 

NOVA: “The Phoenix has lost control. Cyclops and the Queen are out of commission. Now…now is the time to strike. Now is the time, Charles, for the world you sought to build to burn.” 

We cut to a factory not unlike the one from last episode, but packed with ten times as many Sentinels. With a thought, Nova activates them all. Their order? Exterminate every Mutant on Earth. 

In the common area, the training squad and Roxy are gathered, Sofia on Julian’s lap, while Cessily and Roxy are holding hands. Sofia has her eyes closed, and everyone is looking at her in suspense. 

NORI: “Well?!” 

Everyone else shooshes her. 

ROXY: “Should we really be doing this? I don’t want to get involved with any of the stuff y’all do, okay?” 

Everyone else shooshes HER. 

ROXY: “Okay, new girl doesn’t get to talk. Got it.” 

From Sofia’s perspective, we hear the winds whispering in her ear. Eventually, Sofia’s eyes open and she takes a deep breath. 

Sofia tells them all it’s bad. From what Storm and the others are saying, it sounds like Mr. Summers cheated on Mrs. Summers with Ms. Frost, Jean found out, went fully Phoenix, and both did what they saw outside, and did *something* to Scott and Emma. 

Everyone is shocked by this, with Sooraya being the most disappointed in Cyclops. Julian commends Scott on trading up, only to get elbowed by Sofia. 

JULIAN, groaning: “He…still shouldn’t have cheated though. Obviously.” 

Cessily asks if Cyclops and Frost are okay, but Sofia isn’t sure. 

Noriko swears. This is really, really bad. They’ve all heard the stories about Jean before. 

Brian, looking at his phone, tells them with terror things are even worse than they think. 

Across the world, we see Sentinels flying over cities, hunting down, and killing every Mutant they find, and blowing away anything and anyone who stands in their way. The sequence ends with a Sentinel flying over a baseball field, where a visible Mutant is playing with his little league team, only to die in terror. 

In Emma’s room, the four remaining X-Men stand over Scott and Emma’s catatonic bodies, Kitty and Roberto watching what’s happening across the world in horror on the former’s phone. 

They’re undermanned and under siege, but Storm remains coolheaded as she takes charge of the situation. The teachers here may not want to be X-Men, but they’re all still heroes. In their time of crisis, she knows they can count on them. She will be organizing and dispatching them, as well as herself and Sunspot, across the globe to protect as many areas as they can, and put the Sentinels down as quickly as possible. 

Jean is just as immediate an issue, however, and one which needs to be addressed. Much as she loves Jean as a friend, regardless of what he’s done, she knows Scott is the only one who even has a chance of helping her get control of herself before she goes full Dark Phoenix. Fortunately, as far as waking Scott, “...and Emma, I suppose”, up, the X-Men have two other telepaths on call. Kitty says she’s been in touch with them, so she’ll go and grab them, which is exactly what Storm was planning on. Laura meanwhile is to stay here and defend the other students while everyone else is away. 

STORM: “Outside myself, you are the strongest fighter we have right now. I know you will not let anything happen to your friends.” 

Laura promises she won’t fail. Kitty heads out first, saying she’ll let them know as soon as she’s picked up Betsy and Rachel. 

LAURA: “Perfect…who are Betsy and Rachel?” 

We cut to the balcony of a castle, where two women are enjoying tea underneath a beautiful, flawless blue sky. One of them is a Japanese-British woman with purple hair in knight’s armor, dressed in the colors of Britain’s flag, while the other is a butch ginger in what looks to be a mage’s outfit. 

BETSY: “What do you think, Rachel? We spend Christmas with your family and then Boxing Day with mine?” 

RACHEL: “I was moreso thinking we spend Christmas Eve with mine, Christmas with your, and then have your fake British holiday to ourselves.” 

BESTSY: “Rude. But also impossible. I have appearances to make all day on Christmas Eve.” 

RACHEL: “Oh, to have your problems.” 

BETSY: “They’re your problems now, too, my love.” 

As Betsy takes Rachel’s hands, we see wedding rings on both of them. 

A loud roar draws the two women’s attention, though neither seems particularly bothered. 

RACHEL: “Speaking of problems…”

BETSY: “Shall we finish our drinks first?”

RACHEL: “Nah, should probably get to work.” 

BETSY: “Well alright then.” 

The two fly into the air, conjuring a psionic sword and shield and spell circles, respectively, and fly into battle against a massive hydra, the camera panning out to show they’re in a medieval fantasy realm. 

We cut to space, panning out away from Earth to show just how small and insignificant it is. It’s on a moon which clearly isn’t our own where we find Jean, sobbing as she grows plant life all around her, only to make it wither and die in an endless loop. It’s seemingly this god’s equivalent of taking breaths. 

Her solitude is partially broken as someone speaks to her telepathically. 

“Hello, Jean. It means a lot that you’d contact me at a time like this. I’ve missed you.” 

Jean sniffles. “I’ve missed you too…Professor.” 

Across the globe, in major cities, suburbs, and remote villages, Storm, Sunspot, Warpath, Dani, Karma, Nightcrawler, Beast, Dazzler, and Northstar do battle against the Sentinels. And they’re not alone. Iceman, Colossus, Archangel, Jubilee, Rogue, and Gambit are all briefly shown taking out the Sentinels who’ve come for them. 

Despite all of the X-Men’s victories, back in her estate, Nova watches news reports of them, continuing to smile with smug confidence. 

In the Institute’s foyer…

JULIAN: “Get out of my way, Laura!” 

Laura is guarding the front door, with Julian screaming right in her face, the rest of the training squad and Bling! watching. 

LAURA: “Right now, it’s Wolverine. And no. The X-Men are handling the situation.” 

JULIAN: “They can’t be everywhere, and I’m not about to just stand around and do nothing while a bunch of religious flatscan nutjobs kill us!” 

Laura tells him he’s not ready, only for Nori to speed over and tell her it wasn’t so long ago she was being told that, but going out to fight Sabretooth anyway. Besides, they haven’t sparred all together since before the Hellfire mission - that changed them. 

NORIKO: “We’re not ready to be X-Men. Duh. But right now, if we can even take out one Sentinel, it’s worth whatever it costs.” 

Laura continues to sneer at her friends. 

LAURA: “I’m not letting you get yourselves killed.” 

Sofia flies over. 

SOFIA: “Laura, we can–” 

LAURA, snapping: “Don’t! Not you.” 

Sofia is hurt by Laura getting aggressive toward her, but ends up glaring back at her. Refusing to back away, Hellion, Surge, and Wind Dancer stare Wolverine down. Without another word, they all can see what’s coming, with the three students wrapping their hands in TK energy, electricity, and wind respectively, while Wolverine pops out her claws. 

BLING!: “Are these crazies about to fight?” 

CESSILY: “What? No. Of course not. We’re passed that. Right, guys?” 

BRIAN: “Please, please don’t fight.” 

Sooraya sighs. “They’re going to fight.” 

We cut away as the battle begins. 

We cut to Otherworld, where Betsy and Rachel are dusting themselves off, standing next to the dead body of the hydra they just defeated. Rachel flirts with Betsy, asking if she wants to get home and take off that dirty armor, while Betsy teases her by questioning why slaying monsters always seems to put her in the mood. 

RACHEL: “Duh. Cause I love watching you work.” 

BETSY: “Please. Do you know how many times I’ve heard that line?” 

RACHEL: “No, but I don’t really want to hear about your old suitors.” 

Rachel puts her arms around Betsy, leaning in for a kiss. 

BETSY: “There are definitely better uses of our time.” 

Betsy leans in to kiss her wife, but before she can, the two hear a portal open above them, the Blackbird flying through. 

The two look up, questioning what the X-Men are doing here, only for the plane to park in midair, and for Kitty to phase through the floor of it, plumbeting from the sky. 

KITTY, with the biggest grin: “RACHEEEEEEL!” 

Rachel’s eyes light up as she dons a wide grin. 

RACHEL: “KITTY!” 

Rachel blasts off into the sky, leaving Betsy to literally eat her dust. 

BETSY, coughing: “No reason to ever be jealous of her, you said.” 

Rachel catches Kitty, the two hugging in mid-air. They’ve missed each other so much! It feels like only yesterday they were battling warwolves and dealing with obnoxious Omniversal Majestrixes. 

Kitty’s smile eventually fades though. Much as she wishes she could be here to hang, they have a big problem back on Earth and they need their help. 

Out in space, Jean laughs with a psychic projection of Xavier’s head, the former telling the latter about the time Surge stowed away on a mission. 

XAVIER: “It seems like every class since the first and best has only gotten more rebellious. I do not envy your position.” 

Jean sighs, unable to maintain the jolly mood. Jean asks how things are with Queen Lilandra, with Xavier admitting he’s never been happier. He loves her, and he’s even come to love living in the Shi’Ar Empire. Xavier, in turn, asks how things are with Scott. 

Phoenix energy surrounds Jean as she tenses up and struggles to not cry. 

JEAN: “See for yourself.” 

Xavier reads her mind and becomes enraged. Jean can hear him slamming his fist. 

XAVIER: “That stupid boy! What was he thinking?!” 

Jean doesn’t understand. What’s wrong with her? She thought she was perfect, she thought she was doing everything right as a wife and partner and leader, so why, WHY, would he do this to her?! 

JEAN: “I want to just blame Emma. I want to just call her a damn seductress and wipe every trace of her off the face of the Earth, and go back to normal. But I looked into their minds. I haven’t been the one on Scott’s mind for a long, long time.” 

Xavier sighs. 

XAVIER: “Cyclops is a great man. But he is still only a man. And all men are flawed. All men make mistakes, be they small or large. I thought I raised him better than this. Whatever flaws he possessed, I never believed he would do something this foolish.” 

JEAN: “Neither did I…what should I do, Professor?” 

XAVIER: “You are a goddess among men, Jean. While what Scott’s done goes far beyond any basic standards of decency, you will never be able to find anyone who meets standards as high as your own. You can either reject this notion, continue to try and live your best possible life as a normal woman, and set yourself up for future disappointments, or you can embrace what you are. That choice is entirely your own, but they’re the only choices you have.” 

Jean hangs her head, not helped at all. 

JEAN: “Professor…tell me about Cassandra Nova.” 

In the institute, Wolverine continues to stare down Hellion, Surge, and Wind Dancer, the other kids afraid of what’s about to happen. 

Julian makes the first move, launching a TK wave at her, but Laura jumps into the air, allowing the wave to blow up the front entrance. Cessily, Sooraya, Brian, and Roxy all run to take cover. 

Before Laura can hit Julian, she’s swept away in mid-air by Sofia’s winds. She sends Laura flying toward a wall, but Laura just manages to flip herself off the wall and land back on her feet. Laura gives them one last chance to stop this and go back to their rooms before she has to hurt them, only to be answered with a fist to the face from Surge, Laura clearly shocked that Noriko’s gotten fast enough to just hit her like that. 

Moving as a blur, Nori proceeds to land hit after hit on Laura, coming at her from all over the place, landing bodyblows and punches to the face. 

Laura is able to quickly catch onto Nori’s pattern though, and kicks her upside the head, but in the split second she takes to move, Julian puts a TK shield around Nori, causing Laura to end up sending herself flying back on impact. 

Still not knocked off her feet, Laura seethes. 

LAURA: “Fine.” 

Laura rushes Sofia. Surge, still shiedled, moves to intercept her, hoping to pull off the same trick, but instead of hitting her, Laura grabs her and throws her down onto the floor, smashing through the tiles. Nori is seemingly unable to get back up. 

The lookers-on panic at the sight of this, Cessily shouting at Brian to tag himself and make everyone run away, but Julian, barely shielding himself from Laura’s attacks, tells them to stay out of this. 

JULIAN: “Sofia, get her off me so I can focus!” 

Sofia tries to blow Laura away with her winds, but Wolverine plants her feet in the floor with her foot spikes as she grabs Julian, puts him in a hold, and starts repeatedly stabbing at his stomach. His shield will break soon, and while stabbing this spot won’t kill him, he’ll be permanently injured. 

Laura suddenly lets go of Julian though, stumbling back as she groans. 

LAURA: “What did you–? 

SOFIA: “I compressed the air in your ears and popped it. Ms. Frost taught me that trick. We’ve learned a lot by actually studying.” 

Sofia blows Laura outside and, with Julian free from Laura, he flies outside and up into the air, and hits her with all the TK energy he’s got to slam her down into the ground face first and hold her down. 

JULIAN: “That’s three tons of force, Laura! I can hear your bones cracking and healing! This is what I can do!” 

To Julian’s shock, Laura actually starts standing up, the former nervous as it’s clear he can’t keep up this type of attack for long. Before Laura can make too much progress, however, Sofia flies up next to Julian and presses down on her with her winds, sending her back to her knees. 

SOFIA: “Hold back a little. We’re partners now. We do this together.” 

The two hold hands, thinking they have this fight won, but as Laura flashes back to Dr. Sarah Kinney saving her, and Laura’s subsequent murder of her, she finds the strength to propel herself out of the range of Julian and Sofia’s attacks. The two try to hit her again, but she’s too fast, successfully making it to the school building and scaling it in seconds,  Julian and Sofia panicking because with the angle she’s put herself at, they can’t attack her without attacking the school. 

LAURA: “This ends now.” 

With a running start, Laura launches herself off the roof to take the couple out in mid-air…only to be shot down by an electrical blast. Laura falls to the ground, shaking from being tazed. 

Julian and Sofia look down and see Noriko, standing in what used to be the doorway, leaning against some rubble with her fingers pointed like a gun. 

NORIKO: “I don’t know what she broke…but that was for breaking it.” 

Noriko passes out. 

The Blackbird comes through a portal, arriving back in the institute’s hangar bay. Kitty, Rachel, and Betsy get out of the plane, with Rachel determined to give Cyclops a piece of her mind once she’s stitched his mind back up. 

RACHEL: “Do I HAVE to fix the White Queen too?” 

KITTY: “Only because we may need her. Far as I’m concerned, she should stay locked up in her head.” 

The three meet up back in Emma’s bedroom, where Storm and an injured Roberto are waiting to greet them. 

KITTY: “You alright there, Beto?” 

ROBERTO: “I’m just relieved none of those things touched my face. I wouldn’t be able to carry on if they had.” 

Wolverine arrives, injured, dazed, and still healing from her fight. Storm questions what happened to her. Laura just snarls. 

KITTY: “Well, we wanted a Wolverine…” 

Storm makes quick, proper introductions, introducing Laura to Betsy Braddock AKA Captain Britain, and Rachel Summers AKA Prestige: the defenders of the multiverse. 

LAURA: “Wait…Summers?” 

RACHEL: “Cyclops and Jean are my parents.” 

Laura just tilts her head in confusion. 

Betsy pats her on the back 

BETSY: “Time travel, honey. We’ll explain later.” 

With everyone assembled, Storm hands out new marching orders. Rachel is to stay here, fix Scott and Emma’s minds, get them up, and find and save Jean, and defend the school if necessary. Betsy meanwhile will join herself, Kitty, Sunspot, and Laura in taking on and stopping Cassandra Nova, Kitty having managed to track her down by triangulating where the Sentinels were coming from. 

STORM: “Failure is not an option. Our people do not die today. To me, my X-Men!” 

Storm flies out of the room, Kitty, Sunspot, and Captain Britain following behind her, but Laura stays behind for a moment, hesitating, before running out. 

Out in space…

XAVIER: “Cassandra Nova…” 

Jean explains what they know about her, what she’s done and been doing, and who she claims to be. 

JEAN: “Is it true?” 

Xavier admits that, yes, Nova is his twin sister. In a sense. Conceived without a body, Cassandra made one for herself by copying his DNA to make her own body. She grew with him until she had fully formed hands and eyes, when she decided to try to kill him by attempting to strangle him with his own umbilical cord. 

JEAN: “She was BORN evil?” 

Xavier hangs his head. He defended himself by hitting her with a psychic blast, which caused his mother to have a miscarriage, resulting in Nova’s physical body being stillborn. Despite this, she  survived as chaotic cellular matter that clung to a sewer wall for decades, rebuilding her physical form and perfecting her effort to mimic human traits. She convinced herself that the womb in which the two of them had fought and the universe she now lived in were the same, a universe where only the two of them were real, and so she sought to destroy everything he held dear to break him free of the delusions he treasured. 

XAVIER: “I thought I’d dealt with her permanently the last time we met. I was wrong.” 

Jean is shocked both that the Professor would have kept this all a secret from thtm, and that he’s implying he’d tried to kill her. Xavier shouts back that she of all people does not get to judge him. She’s seen her power firsthand; she needed to be stopped. 

XAVIER: “Listen to me right now, Jean. You must go to Genosha immediately. Listen to what’s happening on Earth right now. Magneto cannot defend the Mutant nation alone. He needs you.” 

Xavier shouts at Jean again and again as she doesn’t answer him. Then, she starts laughing. 

XAVIER: “Jean?” 

“Not quite.” 

Jean’s green costume turns blood red as a grin spreads across her face and her flames become more wild and out of control. 

DARK PHOENIX: “You and Scott. Both liars. Both hypocrites. Both treacherous.” 

XAVIER: “Jean, stop this!” 

From across the universe, Dark Phoenix cackles as she inflicts psychic agony on Xavier. 

DARK PHOENIX: “You were right about one thing though, Charles. I am a goddess. All living among mortals will ever do is bring me pain. So I will be leaving for Genosha. To burn it along with the rest of the Earth, before I regrow the planet with a new species I have no connections to.” 

Xavier is helpless to do anything but moan in pain as his psychic projection disappears, the full Dark Phoenix aura emerges around Jean, and she begins flying back toward Earth. 

Part one of the finale ends as we cut between Storm and the others loading onto the Blackbird, the Sentinels continuing their attack, Nova remaining calm in her estate, Magneto proudly standing over several dead Sentinels on Genosha’s shores, and Dark Phoenix heading for Earth. 

TO BE CONTINUED...

[mixing-bowl-of-stories]

I wanna learn about Barbra! How did she become an adventurer? 👀

The Tale of Ms. Monroe

Barbara was always an adventurer, being an outlaw had its own adventure to it.

But how she started her adventure outside of being an outlaw, is a bit of an interesting story.

After she had been shot several times by her former outlaw band, she limps her way over to the only person she can imagine would even remotely want to help her.

Chance.

She weakly knocked on the door. Chance, knowing people don’t knock at this hour, cautiously opens the door.

“Barbara. What do you want?”

“Well as you can see toots I’m kinda in a sticky situation.”

Chance is taken aback by this, but thinks about it for a second. He shouldn’t have let her in, he really shouldn’t have. But he was never one to turn down the opportunity to save a life.

Even if that life belongs to a woman who has done nothing good in that life.

He takes her in and his wife comes out and looks shocked. Without a second thought, she helps Barbara sit down and hurries off to her room to grab some of her potions.

She comes back out, her arms filled with first aid supplies and bottles. Gently setting them down, she shoos Chance out of the room before addressing her wounds.

Barbara is confused, but thankful nonetheless. She’d heard that Chance had gotten married at one point but she had never met the other woman.

Chance had probably talked about her to his wife, and yet she was helping her without any second thought.

“So, hon, why are you helping me? I’m sure Chance ain’t spoken anything good about me.”

“Why shouldn’t I? You’re injured, and it’s my job to care for the injured, no matter who they are. Even if I’m not fond of them. Besides, Chance may have his own issues with you, but I prefer to see people with my own eyes.”

The two stayed silent until Amelia, as she had learned, had finished up. Once she was finished, she handed an odd shaped bottle to Barbara and instructed her to drink it.

Barbara gave her a questioning look.

Amelia gave her one back.

“You’re already shot, if I wanted you dead then you would’ve been left outside to die.”

She had a point.

“What is it?”

“A simple healing potion.”

Barbara pops the cork out, it falling to the floor somewhere near the end of the couch she was on, and chugs the bottle.

When she’s done, she looks at the bottle before looking back and Amelia.

“Yeah yeah I know, not the tastiest thing in the world.”

“Don’t worry about it hon, I’ve had worse.”

“That’s… not a good response.”

“Why?”

“…Aren’t you tired of that? Of being worried about getting food and water constantly? I know Chance is, and you’re about double his age… I can’t imagine how long you’ve been living like this.”

Barbara thought for a second.

“I’ll be real, I am. But… I ain’t got nothing left if not this. I don’t have a family, all my partners have either beat or left me, and I clearly ain’t got any friends anymore…”

She looks down at her bandages.

“So yer fellow outlaws did this shit?”

The two women look over at the door to one of the bedrooms, Chance stands there with his arms crossed.

“Yeah. They did.”

“That’s why you came to us?”

“Yessir.”

Seeing Barbara like this, the outlaw queen herself, this vulnerable and pathetic, put things into perspective for the young sheriff.

She wasn’t as big and bad as she liked to make herself out to be, she was just a lonely old woman, who had nothing now.

But at the same time, so was Chance. He didn’t have anything either, besides Amy.

“Well, lemme offer you this.”

Barbara raises an eyebrow, “Yer offering me something?”

“Yep, I ain’t got nothing left here either. And Amy isn’t from here, so she ain’t got nothing either. We were planning on leaving The Borderlands, heading on out to find some people who have ruined my life and to find some purpose. Do you… wanna come with?”

“Where y’all headed first?”

“Probably Agrona.”

“Hm. Alright…”

She thought for a moment, was this a good idea?

But what else did she have to lose? It’s not like she had made many good decisions before now.

And… this felt like a good decision.

Nothing was left for her here. It was time to move on.

“Fine, I’ll travel with y’all. M’ not gonna promise I’m easy to travel with though.”

“It’s okay, Chance isn’t easy to travel with either.” Amy teases.

“Hey!”

Barbara laughs, “Cheers to that, hon.”

In the morning, they all grabbed their horses, saddled them, and headed off in the direction of Morgana. Who knows what they would find.

Who could’ve guessed they would’ve become part of the group that would make history? Certainly not them.

But for now, they ride off into a new sunrise.

[1-talk-alot]

I know I know I know I said I wouldn’t rant about this topic again but be fr you didn’t know that and I didn’t care because that’s what I’m doing

Soooooo codenames yeah whatever this might be a longer rant than normal bcs im actually talking about 2 in one topics and the first one in friends! From a couple years ago

I need a few more codenames soooo

S - known her for 9 years uhhh shes really cool even though I dont see her very often anymore I also used to have a crush on her (little bit of lore you didn’t know I bet)

W - known her for 8 years shes also really cool

That���s it

OK this is a throwback to the times where everything was so different and im analysing why because I’m bored ig

S used to be one of my best friends, uhh along with H, W, and A (the only reason I gave them codenames was so I could write this sentence but they’re not in any stories or anything) and like I didn’t have any major friendship issues until the last couple years of my life and my mental health (which is not a topic I would like to cover right now) was also a lot better, like sure a lot of things were still shit but all in all I was happier yk? Then covid happened which wasn’t the biggest setback in my life but it’s definitely there and I can’t blame it all on my next point because there’s no way covid didn’t do anything to me

I think the whole being in my room 24/7, chronically online, bored and tired thing allll started there I think it as really subtle, I didn’t realise at the time, but my perspective on life, my average social battery, dare I say my patience all started to fall then (slowly but surely) I became irritable, I became used to frequent mood swings, I isolated myself for the heck of it, I didn’t go outside and I didn’t enjoy what I used to before and as if it wasn’t all slowly going downhill then, which I’m sure I would’ve gotten better if I’d had more time, uhh then I went to secondary and I was like shot down after the first month or so

If you were to ask my why I wouldn’t be able to give you an answer because my memory is so foggy (after reliving the same week 52 weeks in a row youd understand) I don’t see any specific differences, I know I stopped hanging out with A but nothing personal happened we just had different friendgroups and I think in year seven, nothing good ever happens in year seven, but nothing ever last either and I think my biggest issue was just time management and i don’t really stress over that anymore because icl about detention

In year eight however

So I had a new friendgroup right erase all the dudes from yr7, uhhh I actually really miss being i’s best friend because when I was every day was a lot more bearable but it’s okay we’re still friends, welcome L, E, and M!!!!!!!!!!! (wooooo) L and E i could easily talk about but it would be all positive so I’m not going to, Ik y’all aren’t here to watch a teenager talk about how happy she is, nobody tunes into that

Que topic 2! (It’s a continuation of topic one but onto the second stage of life aaand probably the last let’s be real)

So you might’ve noticed how I failed to include M when I said it would all be positive. That’s bcs it isn’t (plot twist) I could go on for ages but I’ve already done like 4 rants about this guy (and three of them are gone since I got T worded!) so instead I’m just gonna talk about recentl

TODAY !!!!!!!!!!!!! Today was shit honestly

Period once science uhhh idk if M thinks I’m too stupid to notice or if they think I won’t care about the way theyre suddenly treating my fp (/p)???? I know this isn’t my fight, I’m just talking over here but they’re not exactly trying to hide how dryly and reluctantly they reply? You’ve done so much shit and now you think you’re entitled to start acting like you’re the one being tired out. Kind of like a sexist boyfriend who hits his girlfriend, then when she leaves is like “well- i-I didn’t like you anyway!” To hide his fragile masculinity? Kind of like that yeah

Anyways ummm I could keep this professional but I’m better at voicing my argument if I sound like I’m just going batshit crazy speaking to that person and yelling at them so excuse me for the 2nd person, im still talking about M

One, how the fuck are you such a fucking narcissist??? You know it full well and you’re even proud of it and it makes me sick

Two, when I first became your friend I did think you were funny and that changed drastically because you’re just?? All your jokes consist of making fun of people insecurities, speaking in a cringe anime voice or using unfunny brain rot terms ‘ironically’ and sometimes it’s just so uncalled for like come on

Three, I just know that you think you’re at the “top” of this friendgroup. You think you can shittalk multiple people behind our back and we just won’t notice, you think your the only one with unspoken opinions and you don’t see past our very first trait. This was almost confirmed when you referenced L’s whole personality being hilariously stupid jokes and just ‘running around’. How blind do you even have to be??

I have multiple other things that annoy me but I can’t think of a way to put them into this rant so I’m just gonna list them now bcs i cba I just wanna get this done

• the way you obnoxiously played the full volume audio right in my ear today and didn’t it move until I did it for you

• the way you think I’m gullible enough to believe your simple lies

• the way you get so close to my face at times for like no reason like come on just don’t do that

•the way you only want to talk to me when you’re in the mood or when you need help and think I’ll just be there at your service

• the way you try to stop me from talking to E like when they were in the music rooms and I was gonna go and you kept stopping me stalling

•I know it sounds selfish but the way you’re stealing my inside jokes then being like “wdym I always did that that was my thing”

Uhhh that’s it ig? I’m not proofreading this so whatever uhhh im gonna go this way now bye

[liliansun]

so now i need to dumpster dive into jensal's issues bc why was he going around with other girls and why did they never make it official and why was she hurting herself staying with him and why was he neglecting her, cause it seems like she was making plans and telling him she missed him and just her being adorable and sweet and his ass being a brick fucking wall and ik it killed her bc she isn't affectionate either so to see nothing be reciprocated hurt sm so i see why she's pushing him away ALSO THOSE LASR LINES 🥺

dumpster dive live : so this actually i will splurge into and say things i was waiting to let y’all figure out on your own bc it’ll actually make sense when y’all go along w the story (whole bunch of spoilers in here,, not really but at the same time yes)

okay,, so jeno’s thinking wasn’t right nor was it rational,, but from his perspective and his backstory w relationships that aren’t really on the relationship more of a situationship level,, he didn’t think much of it (due to the people he was ‘with��) and he didn’t directly see that his actions were creating ripples of effects he now has to face in the timeline of the au

they also never made it official bc neither outright said they wanted to be w each other due to the fear of their relationship not working out in the long run and they didn’t wanna ruin what they had already, so keeping quiet felt best for them

jeno isn’t really perceptive when it comes to emotions, but he cares enough to pay close enough to sal and bc she knew he knew her, she hid her pain due to him from him to not cause any problems in order to hold onto what they had for as long as she could,, hence why she put up w it for so long

jeno is the type of guy that if you want it,, you gotta tell him unless you show him and sal is the type of girl (all of this is based off my mind for the characters in the smau) to not tell you what she wants and hope you know what she wants to not seem like she’s asking for too much HENCE. THE PROBLEMS.

AAND NO BC THOSE LAST LINES HURT ME BRAH. HURT ME.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 232

Out of the Darkness, Into the Fire

“Out of the Darkness, Into the Fire”

Plot Description: after releasing the Darkness, Sam and Dean encounter a mysterious new entity who’s more powerful than any angel

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: hard to say. Dean disappeared and Sam got magically knocked out…oh, Dean was also knocked out, but no one’s DIED yet…but like I’m not special in our universe the way the Winchesters are special in theirs

Well, that’s probably not a GOOD thing that the Darkness saved you, Dean

At least we’re starting the season with them both having fucked up at the end of the last one. It’s annoying when one was on the brink of death or actually dead and the other didn’t do enough or they did too much

Oh, Cas…baby, you’re not lookin so good. How DO Rowena’s spells affect an angel who has corporally become the vessel they used to possess? PEOPLE would die after a while. I feel bad because he JUST got his grace back and has been full angel again for not even half a season now, and now he’s gotta go through this???

So, safe to say, if the Darkness swept through this area and all these regular ass people died, I would have also died in that first five minutes. (Also, eternally grateful I wasn’t watching this episode last night)

So, the Darkness sweeps through a place, turns everyone into angry, rabid killing machines

Do we HAVE to get a close up of Dean stitching up the deputy’s wound

The embodiment of the Darkness is very pretty and has a really nice, low voice

Ooo now we’re gonna catch up with where Crowley went after he escaped Cas stabbing him a bunch

Omg we’re in the era of YOLO. The woman Crowley’s possessing…………seemingly proposed having a four way with her husband, his best friend, and the best friend’s wife for her birthday. But these are people who won’t even say hell. I’m very confused what’s going on here

Of course Sam found a new father who just lost his wife in childbirth. Like…of COURSE it was Sam who found the dad and kid

Oh no…this kid is about to become an orphan. The dad’s got the same markings everyone else affected by the Darkness got

Oh, oh, oh, Castiel. Pleading with whoever in heaven will listen to save him from whatever it was that Rowena did to him

“You good?”?!?! Dean, this deputy just became a mother in an instant. This child’s actual mom died, the dad WILL die, and that’s what you ask???

Cas is once again in absolutely horrific shape, but his focus is on how Dean is and if he’s free of the Mark

Far be it for me to side with the pencil pushing demons of Crowley’s court but they do sometimes have an interesting perspective “you’re on the run from the most powerful witch in the world, not to mention an angel, and you didn’t call for help until after the orgy?”

Sam’s having this weird “we have to change” epiphany that came out of nowhere (which…you know, sometimes epiphanies will)

Uh ohhhhhh…one of them just bled on Sam, and the newcomer Rabids (as Sam coined) aren’t attacking him. Because they see him as their own now? Because he’s infected?

Ooooo. Oooooooooo. That’s not good for Crowley. I don’t know what exactly actually happened but if literally anything happened in Lucifer’s cage following the Darkness being freed, that CANNOT be good

Someone in that cage is trying to warn hell about the Darkness. Yikes

No no noooooo what are they doing with CASSSSSSSSSSSSS???

“We need to change” what happened to that, Sam??? That doesn’t just mean changing the “shoot first ask questions later” mentality y’all have. It’s the secret keeping, too. That’s like 75% of your problems

THE BABY HAS THE MARK OF CAIN?! Now I’ve seen everything…what the actual hell

[thatgirlonstage]

Someone just reblogged this so I saw it reappear in my activity and yknow what, I’m in a mood for it, MORE BOOK RECS!!!!

The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon. This one’s a door stopper, don’t engage if epic fantasy and 800+ page counts aren’t your thing, but we’ve got dragons and magic and women in love and devotion and fucked up religions and y’all this book is SOOOO good. And yes it’s massively long, but while Shannon has other works set in the same universe, Priory is in fact a standalone novel! No fourteen book series to commit to, you will get a complete story just reading this by itself.

The Devourers by Indra Das. You’ve seen me recommend this one before and you’ll see it again, it’s one of my favorite things I’ve read in the last decade. Massive warning for sexual assault, among other potential triggers—it’s a very dark book—but it’s a book about werewolves and identity and finding yourself and CREATING yourself and how your past does or doesn’t define you and I love it to death. Honestly if my entire blog makes even one more person read this book it’s all worth it.

The Henchman of Zenda by KJ Charles. Look I could put literally anything by KJ Charles on this list bc I have yet to dislike a single book the woman has ever written, I discovered her during the pandemic and binged her entire library in like three months, but this is one of my favorites. It’s just so cozy in an old-fashioned adventure kind of way. M/M romance with an extra dose of swashbuckling and intrigue.

James by Percival Everett. Here’s my heavier recommendation this time—this is a retelling of Huck Finn from Jim/James’s perspective. It’s surprisingly funny right up until it’s ready to gut punch you and it reads really well, I absolutely blitzed through it. James is an incredibly engaging narrator and Everett an exceptional writer.

Out by Natsuo Kirino. For those of you who like crime novels, I read this one a few years ago and it is so tense and dark and just really masterfully done. After a woman murders her husband, three of her coworkers get involved in the cover-up.

A bonus recommendation: Salt Magic, Skin Magic by Lee Welch. I’m incapable of giving an objective recommendation for this because it came so directly and specifically for my fucking throat—if you know me and my tastes you will see why upon reading—but it’s good good shit.

I am seeing a bad and annoying take about all books for adults being boring circulating again so here is my plea to 1) remember that adult fiction written by people other than Ernest Hemingway and F Scott Fitzgerald exists, 2) remember that genre fiction exists and is in fact frequently written for adults, and 3) realize it is counterproductive to the goal of encouraging people to read things they enjoy to throw a different set of books under the bus

Anyway whenever people have book takes that make me mad I’ve decided the healthy response is for me to just make a rec list so here’s some books for adults that I don’t think are boring at all.

Superluminal by Vonda McIntyre. I’m going to keep banging this drum forever. Sci-fi future setting with space travel and a lot of themes of body transformation and there’s magic whales and an overwhelming love for the beauty of the universe as it stretches beyond our comprehension.

The Perilous Courts series by Tavia Lark (first book: Prince and Assassin). Six M/M romance novels set in a high fantasy world. Do you like dragons? Magic? Themes of family and loyalty and betrayal and devotion? Just enough fantasy politics to ratchet up the stakes without bogging you down in the nitty gritty? Want some sweet sweet smut scenes as the cherry on top? Check out these books they’re fucking great.

The Lost Children Archive by Valeria Luiselli. A family takes a road trip across the US, the father researching the Apache tribe, the mother looking into the disappearance of her friend’s two immigrant children who have gone missing in federal custody. I will not lie, this book is heavy, but it is also beautifully written and a really gutting exploration of the parallels and connections between historic and current struggles for survival and the atrocities that struggle is often met with.

We Could Be So Good by Cat Sebastian. 1950s M/M romance. Quieter and slower-paced than the other things on this list but if that’s your jam, this book is incredibly gentle. And I can’t speak for anyone else but my bisexual ass felt INCREDIBLY seen.

The Green Bone Saga by Fonda Lee (first book: Jade City). What if The Godfather was a wuxia novel.

The Gilda Stories by Jewelle Gomez. A young girl escapes slavery and is rescued by vampires. The book is composed of a series of vignettes of her life as a vampire over the centuries. It’s a really different take on vampire lore than any other book or show I know about and I really can’t recommend it enough especially if you like deconstructions of classic monsters.

[kikyan]

Yandere Heartslabyul Headcanons

TW: Dark content up ahead!! Yandere headcanons means yandere content y’all! Mentions of abuse and violent acts either towards the reader or the character!! Mental instability, gaslighting, manipulation, etc. This is your TW please proceed with caution!!

BANNER MADE BY @herestrish DONT STEAL YOU FUCKERS MY BFF WORKED HARD ON THEM

DISCLAIMER:

These are my interpretations of his/her/their persona and none of these is 100% accurate. I don't condone any of these actions in real life and all of this is purely fictional and should be taken as such! Underage characters will ONLY be given SFW headcanons, please respect this decision!

Riddle Rosenhearts

I want to try a different headcanon format, so this may get messy. I’ll start with another disclaimer, again my personal interpretation and this ISN’T canon, so don’t come after me, anyways let’s head on to his rating and his common traits. Riddle is a solid 6/10 because of his mommy issues but because of how strict he is. Common characteristics include, over-protective, obsessive, clingy, and possessive. Let’s break it down!

Riddle is a strict character; he was raised to be a perfect role model by his mother, which meant having to give up his childhood. While he strives to make up for the damages and live his teenage years peacefully, it’s hard to break out of a routine. He’s obsessive. He monitors and observes your behavior, writes down your reactions, your likes and dislikes, who you’re hanging out with and any information you can offer, he knows. It’s more to get a feel for your character, who you are and how to react. He’ll know what tea you like and he’d serve it when he invites you to his tea parties, offers to tutor you when you fail an exam from a class you don’t share, and more. At first it’s nothing extreme, just normal conversation and small things that make your heart swoon!

Over-protective and possessive, they kinda go together with him. You’re new to this world and he knows that others aren’t so kind. He trusts Ace and Deuce, but he can’t trust the others not with a task this great! “Word of advice, they belong to a bad crowd, you shouldn’t associate yourself with them if you want a quiet life here, [Reader]”. Are you going to scoff and not listen to Riddle’s warning? Absolute;ly not! He’s housewarden for a reason and sure he’s uptight, but he doesn’t mean any harm and he’s just looking out for you! Riddle wants you to be successful and gleam in well deserved praise and attention, the type to push you a bit to study and participate while lightly scolding your wrongdoings and correcting your mistakes.

He’s not a concrete pillar though, he can be broken down so it’s only around you and maybe Trey where he reveals his real emotions. He may not look it, but he gets excited when you remember what he likes, when his birthday is, and small quirks he has. He really does appreciate being treated like an equal and being doted on, it’s a nice feeling. After being there for someone in more ways than one it’s nice to be treated the same (I know the feeling, I’m the mom friend-). Since you’re the only few he’s comfortable with, he’d want your attention on him. He wants you to notice when he’s feeling down, he wants you to praise him, he wants you to see him. He can be clingy, often making up tasks for you to help or to keep your attention away from others.

He doesn’t seem too extreme, but he’ll be mentally exhausting. Let’s say he manages to be with you, after all that fighting, crying, screaming, arguments, he breaks down. He won’t snap and resort to physical violence, no he’ll just break down crying. Why don’t you see what he’s doing for you? You’re his best friend, he loves you, he doesn't want to fight! Sorry to say but he gives me the “you don’t love me I’m going to fucking hurt myself!” vibe, if pushed to those limits you know. After everything he’s been through won’t you give him another chance? Maybe see it from his perspective?

Trey Clover

Trey is an 8/10 on my scale and before you all go, “Woah that’s way too high” lemme explain. The main characteristics are manipulative, overprotective, and possessive. Given Riddle’s backstory and how Trey and Chenya played a role in it, I know that Trey really cares for him but it’s tiring. He’s the mom friend and as someone who is the mom friend, it’s hard to be that person you’ve presented yourself as without hurting someone. Everyone turns to Trey if they need help, all the kids who are upset with Riddle’s ruling turned to him for comfort, and even seek his guidance. He has an older brother vibe to him and he hates it. Good old caring and reliable Trey, he can’t be truthful and has to keep the nice guy facade up, he can’t just blurt and say “it’s your fault” or “well what did you expect when you’re so stupid”.

He’s overprotective. He cares for you, will bake you sweets, and accommodate to your liking. Walk you to class, pick you up, help tutor you, and assist you in your tasks/needs! He’s such a good, reliable friend. Is that all he is to you? He’s tired of it, really! While he means well and your safety is his number one concern, he can’t help but notice that you’ve been so ungrateful as of late! Sick of the, “You’re like a brother to me!” and “Trey? Oh yeah, he’s my best friend!” With that behavior he rather just let you fall, let you fail, and let you starve.

Possessive. Trey sees you as his and guess what, you are! He’s always by your side scolding you and helping you, of course people are going to get the right idea and think you’re dating. It hurts him really when you deny all these claims and brush him off as anything but your partner. His hand is always on you, he’s always grabbing your hand and kissing your forehead but these are just gentle familial touches right? Cater sees his frustration but he doesn’t really care, it’s what he deserves mr “yeah, you and me are tight, but Riddle and me are tighter”.

Manipulative. Honest to God, he’d gaslight the fuck out of you. Lying to you non-stop, sreading rumors, making you feel so dumb. Straight up he’s mean, because he’s tired. He’s tired of the sugarcoating, the “no you’re okay, here I’ll help!”. He’s a ticking time bomb, he’s waiting to just shout “that’s common sense why don’t you know that?” Spreading rumors, “yeah they belong to a bad crowd, better avoid them!” oh actually. . .”did you know they said this about you?” Lying non-stop to make you feel bad, “Oh, Professor Trein actually said the report was due yesterday, you’re so forgetful, [Reader].” or “The recipe never called for that, what would you do without me, [Reader]!”. You become so dependent on Trey, you can’t even think for yourself. It all went according to plan.

You know that trope where the unusually calm person is only calm because they manage to release their stress from committing some violent crimes? I think that fits Trey. Which is why I say he'd be a sadistic yandere. He loves to see you cry, to see you beg for him! Even after seeing the real him you’re so stupid and helpless you crawl back to your attacker because you don’t know how to help yourself. He loves the thrill, the thought that you trust someone so willingly only to risk finding out that they’re the ones who hurt you! I think that he's not above permanently scarring you or hurting you. Yeah he’s tired of being the one who always helps, the one who everyone can turn to because it’s far too much for him! So be a good darling and go along with what he says! Be so submissive and willingly, don’t try to escape because it won’t end pretty. Second chances are hard to get and you can bet your ass that the punishment for slipping up is quite costly!

Cater Diamond

Cater is a 10/10, he’s not at all stable babes RUN! Why do I say this? Hear my ass out, please! The main characteristics are sadistic, manipulative, clingy, and obsessive.

Starting off strong and basic, social media is what many people have. Bet your ass he’s your first contact on your phone, the first one who added you on the social media platform, and he’s checking that shit. Anything, any information that could have been leaked by friends, other followers, etc. You like a post from a favorite artist? Omg, he likes them too! What a coincidence, not like he planned that or anything. He’s the type to follow you around, maybe even talking to some classmates about you. Most definitely take pictures of you and hang them across his room, sure he has those nice cute ones that he took at the photo booth with you! He also has photos from when you fell asleep on his shoulder during a study session, photos of you eating at your dorm, in class, and asleep. Those are hidden from wandering eyes of course! Maybe he has a secret stash of other photos, who knows?

From what I gathered from his backstory, he’s just like me fr. He’s a people pleaser and it’s gotten so bad to the point he adapts to others and caters to their needs rather than his own. Since he’s always changing to please others, he doesn’t have a personality of his own. I wanted to say that he wants to be his true self around his S/O but how could he be if he doesn’t even know which one is the real him? This is where we start going downhill fast asf. Clingy. He’s the other woman, not just with the Trey situation but he tries so hard to be what others expect of him and he’s not even that well-loved in his community. He’s just a funny, lazy upperclassman who probably needs help studying because he’s always on that damn phone! Not you though, you see through that quickly. His smiles are practiced, his words are smooth and cunning and he can get what he wants with his social skills. He’s super reliable and has so much potential that others see him as, which is why he’s so manipulative.

Cater brushes off comments with a joke, he’s praised in areas he excels and laughed in the one’s he doesn’t do the best in, you wouldn’t be able to tell that he’s just an empty shell. His S/O is wrapped around his finger, sure he’s a sweet boy who would take pics with you, proudly flaunt you out in public as HIS, offer to help you study, and take you on sweet dates. You have long and meaningful talks and he gives out the best advice. He’s always there to lend an ear and a helping hand! So what’s the issue? He sounds amazing so why am I rating him so high? Now I know this isn’t a usual headcanon that I tend to give out, but I feel as if Cater is mentally unstable, bipolar if you will. He doesn’t know the real him, some part of him wants to cherish you and be a super sweet photogenic couple and the other side of him wants to keep you hidden and locked up. He wants to console you, but another Cater wants to hurt you. See those cute expressions you make when you’re in pain. It’s like whiplash, he’s a ticking time bomb that is so unpredictable. When he sees what he’s done, he’s in a state of pain. Apologies are being screamed at, he’s so sorry you don’t deserve this and he doesn’t deserve you but please don’t leave him it won’t happen again, you understand right? Better keep your guard up because who knows, what if this Cater isn’t the one you know and it’s one you should fear? What if the Cater you love doesn't manage to snap out of it in time? You know what he says, “Cay Cay’s gonna slay slay”.

Deuce Spade

He’s not too bad, Deuce is around a 5 or 6/10, he’s better than all the other ones here. He has the usual characteristics, protective and possessive. Those are his main points, he’s not a bad guy he just has his moment you know? Starting off, Deuce is someone who unlike the others, knows he’s not perfect but makes an attempt to get better. His mom was a single mother and he helped her with chores and fixing things here and there, taking the role of man of the house. Good thing is that he didn’t pick up some toxic masculinity trait! He’s protective alright, someone is picking on you? Call Deuce right up and he’s there! Ready to defend your honor. Do you need a favor? He might not be the best but he’ll try his best!

His hard work was never reflected with the end results, so I feel as if he was a burnout kid young you know? What's the point in trying if the results are the same? With that being said, I feel like he couldn’t come to terms with the results and so he started acting out to give a reason to his behavior. He tries hard every day, surely his bad grades are from him skipping, not because he’s a slow learner right? After what he heard his mom say he wanted to clean his act up and so far, though he’s not perfect and has outburst sometimes, he’s a great person where it counts. That’s what matters :))

He’s possessive, though I see him as the type to get quiet and flustered when he’s with his S/O, he’d care for them. You never gave up on him, treated him the same and were there for him every step of the way, [Reader] you’re going to get treated like royalty for sure with him! Everyone knows that change doesn’t happen automatically, so while he doesn’t mean to get violent with you, he can get a bit rough. Sometimes his hold on you is too tight to the point where your wrist begins to hurt. Maybe his hug can get a bit too rib crunching, he’s just so scared of losing his only love, aside from his mother of course!

He may be too over controlling, he’ll see any slight disturbance as an attack against his life, his S/O, and his relationship. This is when Deuce goes back to his roots, he goes back to getting into fights and leaving the other party black and blue. You’re staring in shock, Deuce is covered in blood and his own wounds that don’t come close to rival those on the receiving end. When he looks at you with those crazed blood-lust filled eyes, you can help but flinch a little and that’s when he comes back. Surely, you’re not scared of him, right? You know he’ll never hurt you, right? Of course you do! So tell him [Reader], why are you rejecting his love for you?

Ace Trapoola

Ace is a 7/10 no questions asked, he’s better than most but he’s stepping into that dark side fast. The thing with Ace is that he’s honest. Not using the “I’m just honest” disguise to be mean. He really is honest, he says what he means and what he thinks at the moment regardless of the consequences. I thought he was a badass when Trey was telling them Riddle’s story and asked them to be understanding. Ace told Trey heads up, “So it’s your fault.” When I tell you I was SHOOK. Ace was right of course but it was so unexpected of him to say! Regardless, he’s mean. He’s not trying to be (not yet anyways), he’s just honest! Manipulative, possessive, overprotective.

Aside from telling the truth as straightforwardly as possible, ironically he’s a good liar when it benefits him. Filler content aside, let’s bffr. He’s the type to bully/tease his S/O because he thinks their reactions are oh so cute! I like the idea that Ace was your first best friend and nothing says true friendship like hating each other in the beginning, enemies to lovers fr. The teasing can be something light like laughing at you when you say the wrong answer during a lecture, “You can be serious? C’mon the answer is so easy, you’re so stupid!” It can escalate to something more extreme like laughing at your outfit, “Seriously, you’re wearing that to a study session? You want to fuck your partner or something?” When he’s jealous, he gets worse. Yeah his honesty was a bit harsh, but now he’s just plain old mean.

Possessive. You’re HIS best friend. You’re HIS s/o!! Would he really skip out on class just to hang out with you? Don’t be silly, yeah you’re fun but he’s got way better things he could be doing right now (no he doesn’t). He’s so much more than what he presents himself as, just look at him damn it! He’s not the best friend who stands on the sidelines, he’s the best friend who turned into your boyfriend.

Most of all, he’s manipulative. I’ve placed a TW at the top but here is another. Ace is the type of person who is not above lying and paying people off to mess with you so you crawl back to him. He’d pay people to bully you, call you mean names, make you feel like shit, maybe even physically harm you. Sometimes he swoops in and plays hero, just so he can rub it in as a “see you need me!” Sometimes, he doesn’t show up but watches from the sidelines to see you cry and beg for them to stop hitting you, because he enjoys how after the whole situation he’s the first person you turn to. He wants to be your number one, [Reader]. Doesn’t matter how low he needs to go, you’ll see how all you need is Ace.

The type to gaslight you and make it seem like you’re the one with the problem. The type to bring you to your lowest point, but while you hate him and want your space, he’s the first person you run back to. He’d be the type of person to bring your self esteem so low, but remind you that while yeah you’re a shitty person, he’s the only one who’d want you. Sad thing is, he’d put on such a convincing performance you’d believe him. Who would love you other than Ace? Nobody. Ace is all you have. That’s how he likes it.

[tinyavenuesailor]

Arthur’s Perspective

One thing I think we don’t talk about often is Arthur’s perspective in the show.  I’ve seen quite a few stories of Arthur having an extremely negative reaction to Merlin’s magic reveal. I think some fans tend to begrudge Arthur for his prejudice against magic. Understandably because when we are watching Merlin, we are seeing everything from Merlin’s perspective. We see the injustice and the fear people and creatures of magic have to endure. So, I get it but as viewers we know the whole story. Arthur and frankly 99% of Camelot don’t.

Let’s slow down and really take this in Arthur’s shoes. Arthur had been raised on the idea that it was a sorcerer that murdered his mother and had to listen to his father preaching about the evil of magic since he was old enough to understand people.

If that wasn’t enough 80% of the sorcerers that Arthur run into have tried to end his life.

Then he had to watch a Great Dragon burn and destroy the homes and lives of innocent citizens of Camelot.

And let’s not forget Morgana, someone Arthur loves and cherishes, goes missing for a year, returns, betrays him, voices her hatred for him and how she blames him for everything, practically gleams at the idea of ending his life and also reveals that she’s his sister and now has magic - which Arthur has been taught corrupts people.

Then the Disir sort of try to blackmail Arthur with a death sentence if he doesn’t free magic and bow down to the Triple Goddess. 

So yeah I get why Arthur may not be so ready to jump on this magic train when almost every encounter he had with magic had almost gotten him, the people he loves or the people in Camelot killed.

And if you’re thinking, well magic has saved Arthur and Camelot asses multiple times. Yes, but they don’t know that.

Arthur doesn’t know his mother died because his parents didn’t heed the warnings of the High Priestess. He doesn’t know that every sorcerer that comes for his life and Camelot is doing so in vengeance of Uther’s misguided rage. Doesn’t know that Morgana had to live in fear of her life of her powers. Doesn’t know that Merlin is going around saving Camelot and his ass like its a full-time job.

Arthur has every reason to hate magic considering how its wrecked his life but he doesn’t. Arthur never shows any real resentment to magic, more caution from being conditioned to hate magic. He always say ‘Magic corrupts’ but those aren’t his words, they’re his father’s. Because if he does believe magic only serves to corrupt why does he give people with magic fair trials? Why  doesn’t he actively hunt sorcerers unless they are a threat to Camelot’s safety? 

Then we see these moments where we can see Arthur is open-minded, that deep down some part of him always doubted his father’s teachings. Where he’s ready for someone to show him that magic can be more than destruction but he never gets that validation. 

*cough* There can be no place for magic in Camelot *cough*

I’m not blaming Merlin, Morgana or any other sorcerers. I fully understand why Merlin hid, why Morgana mental health deteriorated and why other sorcerers sought to destroy Camelot, except the Disir - I have my personal reservation on them.

I’m just emphasizing with Arthur’s point of view, everyone expects you to one day open your eyes and make magic legal but no one wants to sit down and show you the beautiful things magic can do. Like if y’all wanted magic in Camelot that bad did no one think to actually talk to Arthur about magic after he became King, he’s a prat yes but he’s not beyond reason.

Merlin had his fears yes, but, Gaius has a history with magic and knows of the atrocities of the Purge and is an advisor to Arthur. Gwen is Queen of Camelot and has no ill-will towards magic. Leon, one of Arthur’s trusted knights was saved by the Druids using magic. We all know Lancelot and Gwaine have no qualms with magic.

Did it really never occur to Gaius that Arthur had a right to know of the origins of his birth and would have maybe sparked a movement to help restore magic to Camelot and fix the damage the Purge had caused to the magical community. 

This is what really hurt me because I feel Arthur would have wholeheartedly accepted magic. In fact, I think he could have come to love it. In one day, Arthur entire stance on magic changed - albeit he was dying but it only took one person Arthur trusted to change his views on magic.

And it’s sad to think that Arthur still died with only half the story. Yeah, he knows Merlin has magic but he’ll never know why Morgana became the way she did. He’ll never know the real reason behind the Purge. Hell, he doesn’t even know he’s apart of this whole big prophecy.

Honestly, people could throw shade on Arthur for not legalizing magic sooner but I don’t think he was given a fair fighting chance. What is a man supposed to do when he only has 100 pieces out of a 1000-piece puzzle.

[aro-comics]

Squishes Vs Crushes (Part 1)

Squishes Vs. Crushes, Part 1/4 - ... and here we go, onto a brand new series friends!! We're bypassing the debunking arophobia series for now (I'd like to keep things a little more upbeat considering the past few comics 😅), but we're definitely coming back to it in the future 🐸✨

I don't have much to say for this comic as of right now, as it's only the first half of my explanation of what romantic attraction actually is (imo) 😆 I'll go into more depth on the exact feelings next week and I'll probably blab more about it then. As always though, these are only my own experiences (and as mentioned in the comic, romantic attraction is really poorly defined 😫😓). Aro or allo, if you disagree, that's completely fine!!!!! I think even amongst all the allos I've spoken to, they all have slightly different opinions about what a crush actually is. At the end of the day, how you define it is a personal decision 💚💚

[Image Description:

Slide 1: A title slide, large text which says “Squishes versus crushes.” Celia leans casually against the edge of the frame, and a speech bubble from her says “A gray-aro’s perspective!”

Slide 2: “Something I hear a lot from aro people is how they’re not sure if their feelings are romantic, or something else.” 

A blank person talks to Celia rapidly, listing off questions “like what IS a crush, anyway?”, “what about squishes?”, “Are my feelings romantic? Or-” While Celia nods understandingly. 

Slide 3: Celia speaks to the viewer now, “It actually makes a lot of sense that so many aros are confused - as I’ve said before our culture is so amatonormative that there are no WORDS for strong emotions that aren’t romantic.”

Slide 4: A group of blank people are shown arguing about the meaning of romance. 

“It’s a really subtle but powerful thing. Sometimes things like a glance across a room can be so full of emotion -”

“No, you’re wrong, that's just a crush! Not true love - it’s a deeper form of conection!”

“It’s a chemical though-”

Caption reads “and in many ways, the definition of romance can be pretty fuzzy.”

Slide 5: Celia speaks to the viewer while a number of doodled stickers/graphic elements surround her, filling in a portion of the sentence. It is meant to be read as “But as a gray-aro, person who gets squishes (™), I think I can actually help y’all out here.”

On a side note is something scrawled: “Also, I’m pansexual, not that it matters per se, but for *context*”

Slide 6: “So to start off” Celia speaks from a little doodle at the top of the title page. The text says “The Crush” AKA romantic attraction.

Slide 7: “For me, crushes don’t last long and they aren’t that strong. I see it as kind of a [emoji sparkles are placed around this word] ‘lite’ version”

A drawing of Celia as a fourteen year old with much shorter hair. She’s staring mesmerized at a long-haired girl with pale skin and a grey jacket, playing a game on her console. Little notes around her indicate that the last time she had a “crush” which lasted longer than 1.5 hours was when she was this age. 

“A trial run, without the full features.”

Slide 8: “The best way to describe the feeling is that it’s the stereotypical ‘butterflies in your stomach situation” 

A sketch of Celia, drawn against a light airbrushed pink and blue background. She is coloured in differently, with a minimal pink palette to indicate value. Her chest is surrounded by a spiky, airbrushed pink shape and little pink butterflies.

Slide 9: Celia drawn in the regular style, talking to the viewer “It’s kind of tingly, and you feel it in your stomach or chest (similar to anxiety)”]