#yes i am projecting as someone in a 'logic' family

[nicki-fin]

quick sketch bc i NEEDDDD to see ness 'heal his inner child' or whatever. also he's a ravenclaw, sorry everyone else (im projecting)

[sugarushwriting]

“don’t blame me, love made me crazy.”

“looks like an angel while sleeping.”

just a little jay drabble/oneshot. different than my usual writing.

not proof read.

trigger warnings:

obsession: the state of being obsessed with someone or something.

stalking: stalkers use a variety of tactics, including (but not limited to): unwanted contact including phone calls, texts, and contact via social media, unwanted gifts, showing up/approaching an individual or their family/friends, monitoring, surveillance, property damage, and threats.

voyeurism: voyeuristic behavior is when someone derives sexual gratification from secretly watching others undress or engage in sexual activities. voyeurs are also known as "peeping toms"

₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ ₊˚⊹♡

every where you were, jay was there too.

a coffee shop, main library on campus. any cafeteria or food center on campus. anywhere and almost everywhere.

it didn’t matter how many different options were available, you both always ended up at the same place at the same time.

yet you both only had 3 classes together on campus.

philosophy intro to logic, abnormal psychology and interpersonal communications.

“will you be okay?” you friend asked with extreme concern.

“yes, i will be okay, ryunjin.” you reassured.

she was worried because for your abnormal psychology class you were partnered with jay for project.

“maybe yall should study him, because he’s definitely abnormal.” ryunjin whispered.

you playfully swatted her arm. “jay told me to meet him on the fourth floor.”

“why the top floor? so no one can hear you scream?”

“it’s the quiet floor and that’s where he reserved a study room for us.” you said. “please stop being like that!” you huffed.

ryunjin rolled her eyes but went to the second floor where her other friends were as you rode up the elevator to the fourth floor.

you were the one to actually suggest the fourth floor and jay reserved a room for you both based on that suggestion.

getting off the elevator, you found the study room off to the corner with ease, seeing jay set out needed materials on the table.

when he saw you enter he smiled. “oh hey!”

you smiled and waved. “hey jay. ready to get this project knocked out?”

he laughed, “absolutely, but it should be fun. abnormal psychology is one of my favorite subjects.”

“mine too.” you smiled.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

almost an hour later, you both decided on the topic of how personality disorders impact intrapersonal relationships.

you had actually suggested the topic on obsessive sexual fascinations like fetishism, voyeruism, and exhibitionsim, however, jay wasn’t too sure that would even get approved by the professor.

“why not?” you had asked. “is it not a part of abnormal psychology and human behavior?”

“it is but—,”

“you’re not comfortable, it’s okay.” you teased.

ryunjin would probably say it’s because it would mean studying his pattern of behaviors and people don’t like when they get caught.

during the next hour you both jotted down some ideas and found a few psychology papers and articles you all could use.

“we would also need to make sure we find examples.” jay said. “like in movies, shows, plays, things like that.”

“sounds like an easy task! we could use the movies like scream, when a stranger calls, or even—,”

jay chuckled. “and how do these movies relate to our topic?”

“are you kidding,” you laughed with a chuckle, “those people were cray cray. they had to have some kind of personality disorder. sure i can find out with some research.”

“when’s the next time you’re available to work on the project?” jay asked as you both started packing your belongings.

“i am pretty open. i don’t do much but hang around friends or stick to myself.” you shrugged. “how about tomorrow?”

“that’s fine. but i think we’ll have to find a new spot, if i remember correctly the library study rooms are booked up.”

“that’s okay, since we need somewhere private, maybe mine or your apartments?” you suggested, putting your bag over your shoulder.

jay nodded. “either is fine.” he smiled.

“we can do my place! i have plenty of snacks.”

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

“are you insane?” ryunjin scolded you. “that guy is is messed up in the head, you know he’s stalking you, yet you invite him to your place? what are you, crazy yourself?”

it was the next day, and you were telling ryunjin your plans with jay to work on the project at your place while you both stopped by a coffee shop earlier in the morning.

“he asked for my address.” you stated.

“of course he did! he can’t get caught.” ryunjin narrowed her eyes at you. you rolled yours, and walked out the coffee shop, her right behind you.

“you know i am just looking out for you, right?” ryunjin sighed. “i mean, you’ve told me how you been finding flowers at your doorstep, and jay would randomly pop up where you are, almost everywhere, you were.”

“i could be overreacting.”

ryunjin scoffed. “oh now you say you’re overreacting? babe, a stalker is a stalker.”

“i actually never said he was a stalker.” you defending, back tracking.

“you legit told me, ‘ryunjin, jay from my class is stalking me!’”

“i don’t recall.” you shrugged it off.

you did recall.

you remember telling ryunjin how flowers were showing up at your door step, the same flowers from a flower shop jay worked at over the summer.

you remember telling ryunjin how anytime you were at the mall, you saw jay there and he would be staring at you wide-eyed, then quickly walk away.

same at any coffee shop, cafeterias on campus and so forth.

you remember telling ryunjin how you always felt someone was watching you as you undressed.

later that evening you prepared a variety of snacks for jay, and spread out all materials that would be needed for the project.

he had texted you and stated he would be at your place by 7:00 pm.

it was 7:05 pm and you got worried, negative thoughts clouding your mind. was he hurt? did he forget? did he stand you up?

at 7:10 pm a knock came to your door, and you giddily got up from your spot on the floor in front of the coffee table and took big strides to open the door.

you opened seeing jay with a smile. “sorry i’m a bit late. uh, something popped up.”

“oh no, is everything okay?” you asked with concern.

jay seemed frazzled and out of sorts than how he usually presents himself or how you see him.

jay shook his head, “i’m good. just probably all in my head.”

“great, let’s get to work!”

you invited jay in your apartment, showing him were you set up the coffee table for working on the project.

“wow you really do have a lot of snacks!” he chuckled. he picked up a few, “and many are my favorite?” this came out more as a question and surprise, his eyebrows raising cutely.

“really? they’re my favorite too!” you giggled. “should we get started? i have a few personality disorders we can explore.”

“sure! what are some you have in mind?”

“well i was researching,” you began, and took a seat on the floor and jay did the same. “some personality disorders that can affect relationships and communication include antisocial personality disorder, borderline personality disorders, histrionic personality disorders and narcissistic personality disorders.” you listed with a smile. “but those are just cluster b that i think have the highest affects.”

“you seem to know a lot about personality disorders?” jay chuckled.

“i should, it’s an interest of mine. like i mentioned, abnormal psychology is one of my favorite subjects. i would love to work with populations most wouldn’t.”

“like who?” jay asked as you piped his interest.

“serial killers, stalkers, criminals, people like them.”

jay nearly choked on his own spit. “why is that?”

you smirked and your hand landed on his shoulder. he looked at your hand nervously, “i just think most are misunderstood.” you smiled widely. “i also just believe the way they think is so interesting and unbelievable.”

jay watched you talk about your passion with not only interest but something more. maybe he was looking at you strangely? looking at you with concern?

“well, this project should be breeze then.” he laughed nervously. he was more than ready to leave.

as you all continued to work on the project at a good pace, you and jay couldn’t help but still glances at one another.

two and half hours later, jay stood with a stretch, “it’s getting late, i should go.” he stated. “thank you for the snacks.”

he started packing up his things, as you began cleaning up a little. once his backpack strap was over his shoulder, he looked into your kitchen seeing a vase of flowers, a tag that clearly showed it was from the flower shop he worked at over the summer.

jay got nervous and fearful. he quickly adverted his gaze before you caught him looking. but unknown to him, you saw him out of the corner of your eye looking at the flowers, but you decided to keep quiet about it.

“so, i’ll see you tomorrow?” you asked hopeful.

jay’s voice shook with nerves, “um, i’ll text you. i forgot i have something planned with my friends tomorrow.” he smiled politely, but quickly bid goodbye and left your apartment.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

jay laid in bed after showering wide awake for a while. his nerves had gotten the better of him.

you had showered and put on some comfy clothes to enjoy your favorite show after jay left.

jay soon fell asleep, and one thing about jay was he was a heavy sleeper. almost nothing could wake him up so easily. his friends would tease him about it, but it was just who he was.

you weren’t a heavy sleeper on the other hand. which is why to every small noise you would awake, or had almost a third sense of being over cautionary fearful someone was always watching.

the flowers in the trash looked at you almost mockingly, and you closed your fist so tight, your nails were sure to dig into your knuckles.

such an angel while sleeping. so peaceful.

yes jay was. you smiled lovingly looking down at him as you watched him from his doorway as he slept soundly. you stepped quietly closer to him to get as close as possible, when you took out your polaroid camera.

after watching your favorite show which starred jay, him getting undressed and redressed, you were hot and bothered and couldn’t wait until you could finally make your move.

but it would take time. he wouldn’t understand you, or your habits, or how your brain worked.

you could see he was judging you earlier about the way you spoke about your passion.

but he would come around. he had to.

you knew he got stumbled by the flowers in your apartment. if he questioned, you would’ve just waved it off as a coincidence you got it for yourself, or maybe tell him you had a secret admirer to see if he would get jealous.

would he? you had a feeling he would be the jealous and possessive type of what belongs to him.

you sure were. possessive, jealous, of any girl that he talked to. he didn’t know better, but those women should! you thought, they couldn’t compare to you anyway.

when it came to your tactics, you had to be careful. you didn’t want to scare him off too soon. so this project was a great way to wiggle yourself into his bubble.

you fantasized so much about your future with jay. it blurred the line between fact and fictitious, and you were so deep into the obsession, you didn’t understand or even see the line anymore.

you didn’t want to blackmail him—not yet. the flowers were enough for now.

your love for jay made you crazy.

no one could blame you. that’s just how love was, right?

“don’t blame me.” you whispered to jay as you ran your fingers lightly through his hair with a smile.

₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ ₊˚⊹♡

[stephsageek]

New One-shot Alert

My Five X Lila Strip poker one-shot is finally done!

A Preview:

Five expelled his drink, coughing into his fist afterward.

Lila’s eyes widened as she leaned over, patting him on the back a few times as he gasped and sputtered. “I-I’m sorry—” he wheezed. “I-I thought you said ‘strip’—”

“Oh, no. You heard right,” she reassured calmly.

“What the fu-How can-Are you—?!” Five rapidly protested, suddenly squeezing his eyes shut, his expression annoyed and aggrieved in equal turns. “What am I saying? Of course, you’re insane—”

“Oi! You said I get to pick—!”

“Yes, Lila. I did,” Five admitted, his voice strained as he tried to be patient. “But why would you—?!”

“What? Afraid of losing your precious Puritanical sense of propriety because you’re shite at cards—”

“Two things, senior psychopath. One, I am most certainly not ‘shite’ at cards. You must not have read my file too closely while you were at the Commission, because if you had you would know the identity of the only known person to have bested James Hickok in a game of cards—”

“Wild Bill?!” Lila gasped as Five kept talking.

“—Two, you are my brother’s wife—not to mention my best friend!” Five hissed as if worried someone might hear him.

“Aw, old man, I’m touched—!” Lila fawned, only to be cut off.

“Don’t change the subject! Playing strip poker is practically cheating!” he snapped.

Lila rolled her eyes. “Puh-lease! One, there is no way you are telling me you beat Wild Bill and even think for a second, that we’re not going to play! Two, playing strip poker is most certainly not cheating—”

“How the hell do you figure—?!”

“It’s not like we’d even be touching—”

“We’d be naked—!”

“You might be, loser—”

“Regardless of who might be naked in this scenario, Lila, the point still stands that it is obviously —”

“Have you forgotten that you’ve already seen me starkers as it is?” Lila smirked, folding her arms. “Or am I the only one that remembers?”

Lila watched as a vein began to throb at Five’s temple as he gritted out, “You were trying to kill me; forgive me for being a little preoccupied.”

“Not at all! You honestly ought to thank me for even giving you another chance at eyeing the goods!”

Lila watched in amusement as Five gnashed his teeth in frustration, his face growing red. She was unsure if it was from anger or embarrassment.

“We’re both adults, old man; playing a friendly game! Nothing untoward. You Americans are always so touchy about nudity. There are plenty of cultures where family members see each other naked all the time—!”

“Lila, it’s not because we’re—"

“Besides, the human form is natural; not necessarily only sexual,” Lila reasoned, knowing Five well enough to know that an appeal to his sense of logic would be difficult for him to argue against. Although she could think of one other appeal he’d struggle to overcome: an appeal to his sense of pride.

“You’re just afraid I’ll show you up,” Lila grinned.

She liked the way his eyes blazed when he was truly beginning to lose his patience. The way he clenched his jaw, making a muscle jump in his cheek.

“Or worse, that you might like what you see~” Lila whispered, teasing.

Five’s face went scarlet.

Lila felt her heartbeat quicken.

Lila loved ruffling his feathers, flirting and teasing; taunting and baiting; and disturbing his carefully constructed world.

She loved it from the moment they met, and it had only grown over the years.

She remembered when they'd first been enemies, the way his anger and pain had felt like a balm to her soul.

When his bitterness had tasted so very sweet.

Even now, with his brother—her husband—no one else had ever given her this feeling. That spike of adrenaline and dopamine that rushed through her veins like a drug. That thrill that made her heart race.

Her life felt drab, stifling, and joyless sometimes; like she was dragging her feet through a gray, lackluster existence.

And then Five would come along, brightening her life and splashing her universe in technicolor. If she was Dorthy, he was her Oz and she never wanted to go back to Kansas.

[mysteroads]

EPILOGUE: WHEN WE GET HOME

Summary: Five years later, Eraserhead's new students learn about logical ruses and meet the T.A.

Excerpt:

They all groaned, wandering off to find places to sit and pull out water bottles and snacks. Shouta and Tomura also found a patch of wall to lean against, and Tomura instantly pressed in close to Shouta’s side. Shouta smiled and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “How was your mission?” Tomura had come home around three A.M. and had still been asleep when Shouta left for class. It’d been a pleasant surprise when he’d shown up to help with class.

“We found the black site,” Tomura said with satisfaction. “I’d like to say the final black site, but I’m not going to jinx us like that. But we found it, found nine kids, and twenty of those fucking HSPC trainers.”

“And the Commission President?”

“Found the bitch myself.” If he’d been satisfied before, now Tomura was positively gleeful. “You should’ve seen her, Shouta. The last five years have not been kind.”

Shouta glanced down at his partner, raising an eyebrow. Tomura had been technically rehabilitated, but he still had villainous reflexes, meaning he generally fought for keeps against strong opponents. “She still alive?”

“Unfortunately, yes. Shinso was right behind me.” Tomura returned his glance, smiling slyly. “Missing both her arms now though. She resisted arrest rather vigorously, tried to grab one of the kids as a meat shield. Sad, huh?”

“Tragic,” Shouta agreed, deadpan. “So Shinso came home with you then? The rest of the League back as well, I assume?”

“Yup, along with a few of your former students. You were right about the Hero Coalition including Midoriya and Bakugo. They all have the rest of the month off, if you want them for guest teachers.” Tomura leaned his head against Shouta’s shoulder, now not making eye contact. “By the way, they’re going out for drinks tomorrow to celebrate the arrest of the former HSPC President, and they want me to come along since I was technically in charge.” He shuddered.

“That’s a pretty good reason to celebrate,” Shouta allowed.

“Yeah.” Tomura grimaced. “Rumi apparently ‘knows a place,’ and the way she said it strikes terror in my heart.” He paused, then asked, “You want to come too?”

Shouta thought about it. He didn’t mind the occasional night out, but he didn’t need a precognition quirk to know that the party was going to get… boisterous. Even so, leaving his partner without someone to watch his back was unthinkable. “If we can find a babysitter, and only if we can leave before things get too loud.”

Scoffing, Tomura pulled away enough to look up at him. “Of course we’re ditching them! You think I want to endure another bout of impromptu drunken karaoke?" He smirked. "Besides, I thought it might be fun to see who can escape first without being spotted.”

Now Shouta laughed. He couldn’t help himself. “I like it. Stakes?”

Tomura’s eyes had lit up at Shouta’s laugh, and now his smile turned teasing. “Loser has to sing Let it Go the next time we have family night, and allow themselves to be recorded."

Narrowing his eyes at the thought of their very crowded monthly family get-together, Shouta accused, “I thought you hated karaoke?”

“I do, but it’s funny as fuck when you sing, and we both know that song by heart.” All three of their girls had gone through a Frozen phase, and both Tomura and Shouta could quote the entire movie, songs included.

“You really are a villain,” Shouta sighed. Their 'family' was a mix of UA staff, the League, hero friends, the Hiccups, and former students... basically their entire social circle. If he lost this bet, he'd never hear the end of it.

“I really am,” Tomura agreed smugly, then proved it by pulling him into a kiss so hot it really did wander into villainous.

[toubledrouble]

More quick pjo/hoo headcanons

(most of these are cabin 6) (also, if I accidentally stole your headcanon, definitely let me know so I can either delete it or credit you)

Listen, I'm tired of Athena kids being only the architecture/math kids. Give me Athena kids who excel in humanities. Athena kids who know everything about their latest hyperfixation, that's it. Athena kids who are craftsmen or artists of any sort to the extent where you could mistake them for Hephaestus or Apollo kids

Generally just. Different cabins discussing someone's godly parent, because really, if you take a closer look, many gods have common traits. Like Apollo being the God of logic, music and poetry while Athena is the goddess of wisdom and art/craftsmanship. Plus Hephaestus being a blacksmith - also a craft. Dionysius, Athena, Hermes and Apollo are all associated with theatre. Hades and Hecate are both associated with magic. Is it a Demeter kid, or an Athena kid that really likes botany? You may never know. It's like Frank thinking he was a son of Apollo only to discover he is actually a son of Mars - you can have a tip and there is quite the chance you will be proven wrong.

Also. The deal with Athena kids and chess. Listen, I love you, but as a strategy lover with adhd, I have to tell you that I keep losing because I just can't focus on it. Just. Nope. Not working.

Similar goes for word games - do you think a bunch of dyslexic kids is going to love them? Maybe if it was in Greek, lmao.

I cannot get over this one: Athena kids playing instruments. Obviously, not with such an ease as many Apollo kids, but Athena kids are still pretty decent at it. Also, Athena is after all the creator of the flute. That's right. Musical talent runs in the family xd

I am once again here with my sacred animals headcanon. Gods sending their sacred animals to check on their kids. Kids being able to talk to those animals, or just being surrounded by them. Cabins having them as pets (yes, give me a cabin with a whole damn lion on a gigant dog bed)

All of the art god kids™ team up and try to convince Cheiron to let them see different musicals. So far, they have succeeded only with Hamilton, but that doesn't mean they'll give up.

Tyche, Nike and Hermes kids have bets that get out of hand very often, but they're unstoppable. Also, along with Athena and Ares kids, they take competitions to a next level, none of them willing to lose

Actually, genuenly: I'm cancelling the blond Athena kids thing. I'm moving it over to the Apollo cabin and establishing that if anything like this should work there, it should be with brunettes, because Athena herself is most commonly depicted as a brunette. Case closed.

You know that paint that basically turns everything you paint it with into a chalkboard? Or those gigantic stripes of blackboard that you can stick on your wall, mostly made for little kids to draw on? The Athena cabin has that.

Or you know what? Had. It had to be removed and replaced with whiteboards because the cabin was filled with chalk dust, which covers everything and also isn't very comfortable to breathe in.

The cabin smells like lemon and peppermint, both of which repel spiders

It also has automatic floor heating because everyone knows that the floor is the most comfortable place to study

Oh, and there is a ton of creative projects in various stages of progress

The Athena cabin sends out a messenger (animal or a person) to bring a literal olive branch when they seriously want to settle things - it's both a clever reference and a symbol of Athena. Ares cabin is the only exception because last time, they set it on fire.

You've heard all about the language headcanons, but what about Demeter kids understanding the language of flowers?

Apollo kids are either extremely afraid of snakes (because of Python) or they love them (like Asclepius), no in-between. I'm convinced that at one point, a kid determined to get their siblings to love snakes as well got one and named it William Snakespeare. That is officially the only snake liked by every cabin 7 resident

Apollo kids actually love their godly sibling, Aristaeus - God of shepherds, beekeeping, cheesemaking, stuff related to that, medicinal herbs, olive growing, oil milling and the winds that provide respite from the heat of midsummer, aka the chillest guy I've ever heard of. I'm convinced he visits the camp once in a while and brings them the good stuff. Asclepius probably visits sometimes too, but as the God od medicine, he's a busy guy. He still loves helping his sibling when it comes to his area of expertise.

All Athena kids have a gift directly received from their mother (and most of the time, it's sending a mixed message)

A cool gift concept - a weapon in the style of Jason's, except it turns into a weapon the user needs the most at the moment. It's also great because Athena kids easily adapt to any weapon with little to no training and obviously, this is a very strategic weapon to have. I also think that unlike Riptide, it could be lost very easily - Athena would definitely want to teach her kids a lesson about keeping an eye on their stuff.

You aren't allowed to ask the Athena cabin about their favourite philosophers because it always turns into a fight

Since Athena only needs a mental connection of sort to have children, there are definitely Athena kids with mortal moms or infertile parents

One time, an actual child of Minerva shows up to Camp Jupiter. Needless to say, the Romans aren't taking it well. Children of Athena are probably called to explain the circumstances of their birth, which results in a discussion uncomfortable for both sides

Since Apollo stays basically the same in Roman mythology, it can be kind of hard to tell if his kid is roman or greek. I think many children would be relieved to know that both options exist and they aren't just weird

Have I talked about how different regions worshipped gods a bit differently? Yeah. I want that to be a thing noticeable in demigods. I think I mentioned this in some of my earlier posts.

Poseidon kids instinctively know the international code of signals (a flag code used for communication between ships)

Hera's (goddess of family) and Hestia's (goddess of home) cabins can be used by unclaimed demigods

[bubbleonice]

I'm sure you are VERY tired of answering questions about Bill Skarsgård, but I have a few specific questions. I know tarot readings show current energy and the projected future based on that energy so, it can be subject to change, right? On the Swedish govt website, it shows that he and Alida Morberg do not live together anymore--a big change. I find it hard to believe they aren't broken up or orchestrating one. so…

Are they broken up or rather, broken up but choosing not to announce the breakup publically while they figure out the logistics of separating?

Regardless of the above answer, does Alida have some type of blackmail that has made it hard for Bill to leave?

In Sweden, most seriously doubt the paternity of either child because of the timing. When they allegedly split, Alida magically revealed a pregnancy a few months later, so is either child biologically his? He looks to be in physical pain when he talks about them.

Astrologically, it shows a strong chance of a breakup with the eclipses this month or next for Bill and the possibility of meeting someone significant in spring or fall next year. His birth chart also shows a few indications of a foreign spouse as well as a younger spouse, based on the current energy do you think any of this bodes true?

Thank you so much!! I respect your work and love reading your posts.

Answer to your question number one:

2 of swords: Generally speaking, the Two of Swords represents a No. When this card appears in your tarot reading, it is a clear indication that additional information needs to be gathered before making a well-considered decision because at this time. Maybe this means there’s trouble in paradise but nothing is yet decided or finalized? The Two of Swords tarot card appears in a reading when an obstacle has presented itself in your life. This problem won’t be easy to overcome.In fact, it will take a great deal of effort on your part to eliminate. You might be feeling stuck or unsure of which way to turn.

Question number 2 concerning blackmail: I am however not sure in what sense you mean by blackmail. Is threatening to leave also seen as blackmail? Or alienate a parent from their children?

2 of pentacles: If you get the pulled card in the upright position, it indicates Yes as an answer. “life is a balancing act” and the Two of Pentacles is the proper embodiment of this statement. People who are juggling multiple responsibilities, priorities, or otherwise living their lives as ‘busy bees’ often see this card appear in readings. The Two of Pentacles is usually about money. Do you have debt that you are trying to pay down? Is your relationship draining you financially or in some other way? In a relationship and love Tarot reading, the card reminds you that the balancing act can also revolve around energy rather than money. Maybe you are having trouble putting enough effort into your relationship because of other responsibilities.

Third question. I am struggling a bit to understand this request. You say they split? Does it mean they did split at one time but got back together? And she got pregnant?

I am feeling a bit conflicted as to ask my cards about someone’s paternity issues as I think this is not something for anyone to speculate about than those who are in the family. So I am sorry to draw a line there. But I will see if they did split just before the pregnancy.

7 of wands: The answer of the Seven of Wands in a yes or no reading is yes.

Finally let’s see if we can detect any breakup in the near future. And if Bill will encounter someone else.

6 of swords: The Six of Swords in the upright position indicates that now is the time to leave your troubled or chaotic past behind and move toward a brand-new existence. Although it may be painful to leave these people in your past, you must do so to protect yourself and your inner peace. Walking away can be difficult, but sometimes it is the only logical choice. Are there people, places, or things that are toxic and must be left behind? Are you clinging to a past that is gone? The upright Six of Swords is a gentle hand, ready to guide you forward if you are ready.

He is definetely about to move away, leaving the past behind. Let’s see if the cards will reveal any timeframe for us.

The hierophant: Timing: The Hierophant predicts a hidden timing might take you by surprise. The timing is unknown. I guess we just have to lean back and wait for it to happen when we least expect it.

[paperstorm]

Andie I have a very serious and important question for you. what the fuck are you putting in your fics???? It is currently 3:44am and I've been up since 8 but what am I doing? Crying as I read the end of Magnetic North that's what

The thing about me and sports fics is that I know absolutely nothing about sports except for 1 of them so usually they end up in my "Marked for later" for a while. But this is like the third time I've read a sports fic after putting it off to immediately questioning every decision I have ever made

I binged this fic like a fucking maniac but there was a logical part of me that was like "please...the assignment you've been procrastinating for 2 weeks is due tomorrow..." so I forced myself to put it down and go to sleep. That was yesterday. I brought my work with me from downstairs at 1am because "if I'm not gonna be able to sleep might as well finish this and then read Magnetic North the rest of the night" WELL I JUST FINISHED THE FIC AND I'M LITERALLY TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF MY THOUGHTS AND IT IS NOT WORKING-

Coherency...I know how to do that yes. Starting and ending it with Marjan's article was SUCH a nice touch I loved the way she wrote about them!

Also everyone who has ever been mean to TK can line up in an abandoned parking lot...You don't hurt my boy <3 :) . HIS GROWTH??? THAT'S MY POOKIE I'M SO FUCKING PROUD OF HIM??? Picking him up and parting his head as we speak. No but seriously he's so awesome and he's been hurt so much but all he really wants is love 😭. NOW YOU GET TO HAVE SO MUCH OF IT BABY!!! Watching him slowly accept the love and care from others was beautiful. I fucking love fics where a character heals. HIM CHOOSING HIMSELF HELL YEAH YOU GOT THIS! Carlos saying how TK looked healthier and Marjan too!! YES MY BOY IS IN HIS LOVER ERA AND I'M SO SO HERE FOR IT! I am starting to sound like a broken record but he genuinely fills me with so much pride and he's not even real 😭. THE REHABILITATION CENTER!! and he named it after Gwen...I'm so okay about this...

Carlos...where do I even start. I need to hug him let's start there. It broke my heart so badly when he didn't even get the chance to come out on his own terms. That is such a real fear and I honestly saw a part of myself in it. The "questioning everything you do in case someone suspects" If I ever find out who that photographer was...Gabriel won't be the only one who will need an alibi 🩷 NO OF COURSE I'm not bringing knives now that would be absurd wouldn't it? /sarc. He deserves all the love and acceptance actually. I loved the scene where he goes to the ranch after he was outed it was so healing for both Carlos and I actually that's my projection guy ✌️💕. Jkjk. TK commenting how much happier and freer Carlos was...sobbing into my pillow oh my god I'm so proud of him. AND HE WON THAT BIG CHAMPIONSHIP WHATEVER I TOLD YOU IDK SPORTS!

These fuckers got engaged what the fuck is wrong with them I hate them so much no I'm not crying! /lh. The kiss at the parade oh my god I will literally never ever recover from this fic Andie you have broken me. I will never once again be a normal human. I still think about The Firehouse like 23 times a day now Magnetic North will join too

So I did actually end up watching some random hockey highlights so I would have some idea as to what's going on and also oh you used real team players that's cool!! Did not know those people existed in real life but good to know. Now I can say I've read fanfiction with NHL players /j. Okay but srsly the team was absolutely AMAZING!! The way they're all such a family! How supportive they were of Tarlos! Kissing them all on the head (the fictional ones idk about the real ones)!

Okay WOW this got long. There's a reason I typed this in my notes app first. Imma attach my real time reaction to the parking lot kiss here

I am in the car (love being a gay) and I just read the parking lot kiss and my anxiety SPIKED because I was like "no no no they're gonna get outed oh my god NOOOO" TEARS IN MY EYES READING NANCY CALLING THEM UP AND TELLING THEM TO CHECK TWITTER!!! I want that photographer to meet me in an abandoned lot...NO I'M NOT BRINGING KNIVES WHY WOULD YOU EVEN INSINUATE THAT- /sarc (last part)

I have a question! You must be really familiar with Hockey to write this fic. Do you play? /gen

Okay now I will sleep because I'm genuinely very tired. If this doesn't make sense blame it on the fact that I've been up for way too long. I loved this fic Andie, like and insane amount. It's all so beautiful and well rounded and I was so enthralled by it, it's crazy. Thank you for this fic, you're awesome!

All the tone tags I used: (I just have really bad anxiety and don't want anything to be misinterpreted so!)

/sarc: sarcasm

/lh: light-hearted

/j: joking

/gen: genuine

I am a little bit speechless about this 🥺🥺 thank you so so so much, I’m so happy you liked it!! Thank you for taking the time to send this to me, I’m swooning 🤩 and I played a lot of street hockey as a kid but never was on a team or anything, I just watch it a lot!

[xxcookiecrumbsxx]

New drabble chapter: Wednesday confesses that unfortunately she possess feelings and unfortunately they are for Enid

Enid tried not to look too confused when she came into the room to find Wednesday pacing furiously. She looked up when Enid entered but stayed silent.

“You okay?”

Wednesday huffed out a frustrated breath and stepped forward, pushing Enid out of the way to close the door.

“I need to talk to you.”

“Okay. What’s up?”

Wednesday was practically wringing her hands as she stood in front of the blonde.

“You can’t- you can’t tell anyone.”

“You didn’t hurt someone did you? Because-“

“No, no. Nothing like that.”

“Okay. I won’t tell anyone.” At Wednesday hesitant glared Enid added, “I swear.”

Wednesday sighed, her jaw visibly clenching. She paused for a long moment. “It has come to my attention that despite my best efforts and what I would prefer, I have feelings.”

Enid chuckled. “As shocked as I am to hear you admit it, I was aware of that.” After a beat of silence Enid’s tone turned more serious. “Did someone hurt your feelings? Now that I can wolf out-“

Wednesday interrupted again. “No.” She glanced up at Enid briefly. “I appreciate your offer of violence immensely. But no. Not…yet.”

“Not yet?”

She sighed again. “I have feelings….” she paused so long Enid almost spoke up. “For you.”

“For me? You have feelings for me? Are you trying to tell me that you care?”

Wednesday stepped forward, still not looking up, and took one of Enid’s hands in hers with lots of hesitation. “I do care. More than I ever expected. My feelings are romantic in nature. Unfortunately.”

“Unfortunately?”

“I had hoped to avoid this curse so prevalent in my family. My parents will be annoyingly smug should they find out. I am also under no delusions that your overwhelming care for me is anything other than what you would offer another platonic friend.”

Enid scoffed at that. “I almost died for you, Wednesday. Do you think I would do that for anyone? I’m glad you think so highly of my selflessness, but no.”

Wednesday was silent for a long moment.

Enid squeezed her hand. “So are you like, going to do some ritual to try and exorcise your feelings or is this you asking me on a date?”

“I can’t deny having searched for ways to rid myself of these unwanted emotions. But I fear your rejection will be the only cure.”

“And if I don’t want to reject you?”

“Surely you must.”

“Incorrect.”

Wednesday finally met her gaze. “I can’t recommend that. I don’t think you would find me…suitable. As a partner.”

“And why is that?”

“I am not well versed in emotional communication, clearly.”

“You’re communicating your feelings now, aren’t you? And if I know you at all, that must mean you’re feeling something pretty darn intense. Am I right?”

Wednesday hesitated. “Yes. What I feel is overwhelming enough for me to speak of it and bring about my inevitable rejection.”

Enid scoffed. “Would you stop? I’m literally telling you I don’t want to reject you. You’re being dramatic.” She stepped closer, gently brushing hair behind Wednesday’s ear before letting her hand lay on the other girl’s face.

“My mother gives terrible advice. But the one thing she’s told me that I agree with is that I deserve someone who’s obsessed with me.” Enid smiled softly. “And if you feel enough for me to risk rejection, knowing how much you hate emotions and emotional communication, I would assume you kind of are.”

At Wednesday’s blushing silence Enid continued. “Isn’t that what you said the curse between your parents was? That they’re obsessed with each other? And you said that’s what’s ‘afflicting’ you here, right?”

Wednesday sighed. “I suppose your conclusion is logical and warranted, though I am not admitting it in this manor. I…like you. That is all that I am willing to say.”

Enid smiled again, letting her thumb brush across Wednesday’s cheek. She could swear Wednesday leaned into the touch the smallest bit. “So…are you willing to look past your insistence that I reject you? Do you want to go on a date?”

Wednesday chewed the inside of the cheek for a long, silent moment.

“Yes.”

Enid’s smile broke across her entire face. “Great! How’s tomorrow?”

“I have more free time tonight, if that works for you.”

“Okay! I’ll get ready.” She pressed a kiss to Wednesday’s cheek.

[mlobsters]

supernatural s8e16 remember the titans (w. daniel loflin)

hint of leg, gasp

i've seen this painting before

why does this wackadoodle war room thing have a sink in it? other than give the ability to have dean walk in on sam hiding being sick

appreciate all the angles so we can set the extent of the set. she's fancy

DEAN So, no word from Cas, Kevin's taking his sweet little time, and you're acting cagey. We need a lead before I start climbing these walls.

scraping at the bottom of my brainpan to remember when we last saw cas and if we're reconciled or still mad

you're lookin extra pretty today, padalecki. i like the shorter side bang action

bird ate the liver ha ha so it is indeed gonna be a thing, okay

SAM Could be looking for a witch, yeah. You know what? He's parked here. He's safe. Maybe we should just get another room until we can figure this out. DEAN All right, but you're the one going full-cavity for the hex bag.

excuse me what

SAM Well, that's not – never mind. Um…We need to think. Dean, what do we know of that has Jason Bourne fighting skills, dies a lot, and has a history with violent women? DEAN I don't know – you?

all right that was pretty great. i'll take it!

before dean answered my thoughts were the old guard

first one because it's a pretty shot. second and third, dean with the death glare at the family

DEAN Okay, so who is this guy? SAM Best I can tell? Prometheus.

LOL okay. so *literally* prometheus

SAM I'm guessing Artemis, Zeus' daughter. She's been known to carry around weapons like that dagger. They're nasty. They'll kill Immortals dead.

need to add that one to the collection. this is silly

DEAN Wait. I'm sorry. You just discovered that you have a seven-year-old son, and you want to walk away?

jealous/projecting much

okay so i thought i knew her voice, she was in the replacements! big soft spot for football and football movies and this one doesn't age well (replacement players aka our heroes are scabs) however if you take that aspect away, it's sweet and funny and there was a line by gene hackman in it that was such a good visual for my perpetual anxiety

Jimmy McGinty: Like a duck on the pond. On the surface everything looks calm, but beneath the water those little feet are churning a mile a minute.

the replacements (2000) brooke langton as annabelle farrell

now i have soft feelings for this rando lady because of it lol

i really think being a fan of teen wolf was good preparation for these later seasons of supernatural. plot that makes me roll my eyes regularly, no problem. it's no ~75 year old computer behind a wall in someone's fancy lake house being the only thing keeping a hit list of supernatural creatures active

handy they had a magic trap for a god.

*nodding sagely* yes, longbow of diana, of course

SAM You know… I'm starting to think maybe I was being naive. DEAN What are you talking about? SAM When I said that I could just will myself into coming out of these trials unscathed. DEAN No, no, no. Stop with the sullen emo crap, all right? That's – you're not gonna die like Prometheus. SAM How do you know, Dean? Bobby, Rufus, now Prometheus – you think any of them chose death? No. The life chose for them. DEAN Yeah, well, you promised, okay? You promised to live a long, Clark Griswold life full of prostate exams and colonoscopies, all right? You're not welshing on that deal, not on my watch. If you die, it's gonna be because of something normal.

i don't understand the leap of logic to dying like prometheus but okay we're talking, that's always good. now would also be the time to say hey by the way i'm coughing up/spitting up blood

also dean, why don't you have to promise to live a long life (oh right because you won't)

DEAN Cas, you got your ears on? Listen, you know I am not one for praying, 'cause in my book it's... it's the same as begging. But this is about Sam, so I need you to hear me. We are going into this deal blind... and I don't know what's ahead or what it's gonna bring for Sam. Now, he's covering pretty good, but I know that he is hurting, and this one was supposed to be on me. So, for all that we've been through, I'm asking you... you keep a lookout for my little brother, okay? Where the hell are you, man?

💔okay so i'm glad dean is aware that sam's hiding that he's in pain/sick/whatever and just isn't pushing him on it. pullin out the little brother again so soon

(insert joke about dean begging here)

something about this mushy music has me feeling twilight or hunger games and i'm not sure which. ugh. bella's lullaby / rue's music (but that doesn't even have piano but it does have that plucked acoustic guitar like day before yesterday's s8e14 princess bride-esque music)

fucking fine, i listened to this again and the music is making me twitchy. why is it ringing this bell??? it's the little melody at the end around 30 seconds left. is it a theme used elsewhere in this show? is it just too similar to something else i'm thinking of? motherFUCKER. the score on this show is generally is such a nothingburger that it's in one ear and out the other for me.

[eyesonmehoney]

28.08.2024 spiral of the day

I am spiralling because I am afraid Brandon (why did it take me time to think what his name was LMAO) is going to dump me because of previously brought up conversations surrounding money last night that I know I am insecure about and I hope it's not making him feel insecure but I know that it can because I've brought it up a few times now

and when he doesn't respond for a few hours it makes me anxious that he's thinking of our past conversation and he's changing his mind or he thinks he can't hold to the ideals I'm after to which he's not wrong FOR but I'm happy to forgo this for real because he makes me feel so emotionally safe bar the times I'm triggered purely out of emotion and logically I can see that i'm being silly but emotionally I'm trying really hard to see past it but I struggle to see past myself even when last week Brandon was being really good with messaging and now it's been three hours and realistically I know he'll reply soon but my brain is trying to convince me otherwise that he's on the verge and he's looking for an out and didn't he make a joke about him being a runner or was that me??????????????

this new spiral started occurring because it occurred to me he hadn't messaged in a few hours and periods of time of not messaging doesn't make me anxious generally but the moment I feel like the energy's slightly shifted or changed is when I feel anxiety

and if this keeps happening daily I fear I will push him away just to get the anxiety to STOP. because I want this to stop I don't want to feel like this anymore

what caused the spiral? when he didn't respond on monday for 6 hours because he was dealing with family stuff and it was reminiscent of the way zac 1 treated me or the way I treated him rather and I let my own anxieties get in the way of something that could've been really special had I not let my own self get in the way of that. And I am TERRIFIED I WILL DO THIS AGAIN

USING MY LOGICAL BRAIN

he reads into what I say - asking if I'm projecting about running away and ghosting him / dumping him because he's concerned I'm going to do it to him

he made a joke but held back but made the joke but not really a joke about asking whether I'm going to ghost after we sleep together because a part of him genuinely thinks I will

he's told me he's infatuated and that he likes me several times

the accidental test of the footy and ditching him for a quarter which he brings up so it's clear it still pains him even a little bit

talking for 3 hours on the phone and that being something we regularly do

bringing up plans to go hot springs on the weekend

accepting my offer to crash or for me to pick him up - he said he'd like that - even though we both knew we got shit sleeps then but it was the act of spending time together

bringing up the fact that he reads into what I say because you wouldn't do that unless you either weren't sure of how someone feels about you or you want reassurance that the other person isn't going anywhere

and I truly honestly get the feeling that he needs as much reassurance as I do that we won't leave each other

and also he asked about a million q's asking whether I'd sleep with another woman and honestly only yes if we were in a part of our relationship if where there was complete trust and honesty and he paid more attention to me

and it truly makes me cry every time at the thought of how sweet he was taking my hand kissing me when I was uncomfortable and hormonal at the game. like where / how do you find someone like that??????? I will not let myself let this man go because I have deep rooted fear and anxieties that he will abandon or leave me because of some other childhood trauma I have yet to heal within myself

he might've seen my messages and thought it didn't need a response so he'll respond later, like at home or after work or when he remembers he hasn't fucking heard from me all day but baby steps and patience!

IF YOU SAID THIS TO A FRIEND:

I'd say that he's probably busy at work, or saw your message but didn't want to respond because of a million other reasons that has nothing to do with you and maybe he's hungry or tired or horny or has his mind occupied by other things that has nothing to do with you. Sometimes we don't want to respond because of such miniscule things but if he's literally been on the phone with you the night before for hours on end discussing everything and life with you while also simultaneously seeking reassurance, I think you are fine and you're letting your own insecurities get the better of you

truly it's not that deep, trust

what evidence supports my belief?? based on past experiences with zac 1, zac 2, 2 men PRE-THERAPY, dush when he tried to push me away, louie post-travel (great a new anxiety to unlock

experience is useful but you know what none of those experiences have in common - the way that brandon treats you - and how emo you get and the literal tears when you think about it - when you think about how sweet, kind and nice he is, and how he holds space for you and how IMPORTANT that is for me, because it is so beyond appreciated that it makes me want to give him the world

none of them have made me feel emotionally safe like how brandon does and you should not punish yourself for him not replying or punish him for not responding when he has made it pretty fucking clear that he's into you. NONE OF THEM.

[aidendh]

Incarnate Ideas p4

RAU = Incarnate from birth

REAU = My heroes reborn

BSD! OC! Seki

Grew up in the slums

Ability: Pick Me, Choose Me?

*Can change into other people at any version of the person's age

*has to be consensual to activate

*gets random tidbits/knowlage of the ppl memories (past/present/future)

(Normal)Izuku hair, glasses, grey overalls, pink-violet eyes

Physically 13 but chose to look like a child

Taken in by the Ranpo Edogawa

*Ranpo/Atsushi/Yukichi, forms

RAU! Suke/Adrik Twin AU

Toxic Twins

Overprotective Adrik

Toxic Adrik

P5 1st timeline, Suke

P5 2ed timeline, Suke/Adrik/Abalynn

RAU! Suke Adrik Fusion

Suke 'Hinata'(Harris)

Both souls fused before birth

Looks like suke but black tufts

Doesn't have much control of Punishment

Doesn't want to kill anyone again, after accidentally triggering C&P on his younger sister

(Triggered his FD memories)

Suke is the more dominant soul, as Adrik takes a backseet approach

Quirk: Minor Telepathy

*Can input a word or feeling upon someone

Can shift between souls if triggered

AU! RAU! (Suke) Izuku Midoriya

If he could awaken others memories

(Appearance attributes will start to grow in after remembering, Tufts, Streaks, Eyes)

Order of Remembering

Katsuki Bakugo - Haru Okumura (Love-Hate w/Izuku)

Tenya Iida - Yusuke Kitagawa (Often doodles)

Ochaco Uraraka - Abalynn Grace (Often has nightmares)

Yuga Aoyama - Goro Akechi (Knew before UA)

AU! RWBY (BSD abilities) {Bases}

Ruby Rose - Little Red Rider (French)

* same as semblance

Yang Xiao Long - Golden Locks (British)

* '3rd trys a charm'

Blake Belladonna - Beauty of the Beast (French)

* Werecat

Weiss Schnee - Snow White (German)

* Cyrokinesis

Jaune Arc - {Joan of Arc} (French)

Nora Valkyrie - {Thor} (Norse)

Pyrrha Nikos - {Achilles} (Greek)

Lie Ren - {Hua Mulan} (Chinese)

DGRv3! RAU! Rantaro

(Clawacorn/Clawian)

RAU! Abigail/Aiden Harris

(Clawacorn/Clawian)

Random bouts of amnesia

Scar on their back

She/He/They (often changes)

Male romantic / Asexual

Main Magic: Teleportation/Levitation

Signature skill: Portals ↑

Wouldn't see much point in hiding it from Abalynn when they get close

Sensitive Hearing/Smell

Soul sensing

¿Orange streak in hair/Pink or slitted eyes?

Minecraft/MLP logic

Prefures covering their eyes

RAU! Palace Ryuji Sakamoto

Cannaon but Palace

Doesn't awaken in Kamoshida's

Still main pt member

Butt of everyone's jokes

Feels like his feeling don't matter to others

Week willed

Could easily be Akumatized (it hurts to resist)

(Water/jester theme(Tsunami))

Loves and cares for his friends, but can only take so much

[And yes, I am projecting my own emotional state]

Though, despite all of this, he is Bff's with Ann Takamaki

Shiho died from the suicide

Ann doesn't want to loose him too

(But he could take it like he is just a replacement for Shiho)

Likes cats but often antagonized by Morgana

Often gets second hand (empathic) pain, e.g. Morgana running off, he realizes that leaving would just make it worse for his friends (feels stuck in a torrent of emotions

GI! AU! Fyodor Hinata

Basically Hinata family instead of the Twins

Hooded 'Mi'lord' instead of Princess

Electro Vision / Punishment

Dainsleaf is known as a Traitor

Elemental Burst: Crime and Punishment

- Semblance, P can only take elemental DMG

- F can only take physical DMG

- P will disperse if destroyed

- P casts an AoE instant kill upon summon (non-elemental)

Elemental Skill: Switches to Catalyst

Weapon: Sword /or/ Spear

Rarely uses his Vision or Ability

Wouldn't mind doing some of the dirty work himself

Most of the Family are apart of the Abyss order, but some are simple civilians or employed within different regions

RAU! Abyss!Lumine / Traveler!Aether

(Fyodor Hinata L/ Nagisa Hinata A)

(Adrik)Lumine F→M / Aether M→F

(Continued)

[pyxisastronautica]

P: HSMC Headquarters is leveled, its chief executive is dead. Taros is liberated. The dust is beginning to settle.

Y: The Miner's Union will functionally take over for now. The other industries in the city will unionize as well. The fires of the lowest pits of Hades have cleansed this city of its rot. And they will catch.

E: ...Casualties?

Y: Moderate, on both sides, but moreso on theirs. Ours didn't lose too many though, thankfully.

E: I'm glad of that much at least. But even so, you realize you've damned them all, don't you? The other cities will not take well to this. Phlegeth and Styga, especially.

Y: Styga has sympathetic elements within it. And Phlegeth...

R: ...Is busy, darling. All tied up in its own gang war now.

A: They had some. Miscommunications.

Z: Misinterpretations. Especially of this week's events.

E: So. You've all chosen a side after all.

T: No, Captain. We chose a methodology.

E: Which is?

J: That Quebec is right, actually- at least as far as this goes: we are all on the same side. For now. To think otherwise is tunnel-visioning on the endgame before you've gotten there.

Twenty-five years is a lot of time to do a lot of things, dear Captains, but I do not believe that restructuring a society to not only accept the existence of artificial intelligence equal to humanity, but welcome the influence or governance of such, is not one of them. The most sweeping changes need to be made now, before the plutocracy has a chance to adapt and resist. Dealing with reactionary elements will be much easier for both of you from a position of power.

Power you cannot afford to try to deny each other. To dispense of the ghosts of feudalism that corrode this place, pressure must come from both directions. And in any case, Echo: what do you think TCCAI would prefer? That this city's conditions are in the hands of two robots, even those with different ideologies, or none? Yuma: would you rather face someone who would bring down the ceiling to keep their wealth, or someone actively trying to keep it from falling?

You can always backstab each other later. Set aside your differences now. Dare I say, perhaps even coordinate and work together? As a crew?

E: I am not the only person who runs this company. None of the other investors are going to enjoy throwing their lot in with radicals.

J: ...But they might enjoy having an exclusive deal with the most productive mine in Hades. Especially if it allows them the opportunity to establish a monopoly in Plutopolis.

Y: And why would my people have any reason to trust such an offer?

J: They may not. But you are going to need more than mining equipment to dig yourself into the outer cities.

E: We would be alienating ourselves from the heads of the other industries.

J: They may still see you as the lesser evil, and such a move as mere opportunism. You are still a businessperson, after all. Your logic operates closer to theirs, in their eyes.

E: ...Or they may conspire to behead me. Which would be fine, if it didn't leave such a mess behind.

J: You must simply be stronger, darling. I believe that you can be. But you must try. We need momentum. Even if you could slowly and safely secure Plutopolis, there are twelve other cities to reckon with.

E: And if it did come to war with them? What we've done already has been...unfortunate, but necessary. Escalation will lead to death worse than what would be seen if we had simply allowed TCCAI to take over. Asking TCCAI for the resources to win would be to concede we never had a better answer to begin with.

J: Perhaps. You would know it better than I. All the more reason to be judicious in your use of force- but maybe less so in your projection of it. If you are able to sway the public to your side, they will accept that. Your policies thus far have been well-received, yes? Expand on them, and their mercenary corps might well turn their teeth inwards. They have little reason to stay loyal to hands that don't feed as well, and they have families too after all.

U: I concur with the psychologist, Captain. We may not be able to win an all-out war with what we have at this moment alone, but decisive engagements can still be taken, and that may at least buy us time through dissuasion to accumulate the overwhelming force we'd actually need.

Y: ...Force you'd surely be willing to share freely with your prospective new allies, right?

E: To...a degree.

W: Eh, let Coco be stingy, Yu. Buildin' up the biggest pile in the world don't mean they'll be able to hold onto it. Doin' more with less is where you and I've always thrived anyhow.

Y: Mm...

Echo. You know I have no personal ill will against you. But I trust you not to have any illusions about how any agreement between us might end. If you wanted the keys to Hades purely for the benefit of this civilization, that would be one thing- something that could be settled in town halls instead of battlefields, I think- but as long your intent is to hand them over to TCCAI, I can promise you no loyalty.

E: Nor I to you, Captain Yuma. I'm sorry about that. I truly am.

Y: You know, I never even really wanted that title anyway, despite being made for it. The leadership that people truly need does not exist solely in a rank. I wish I had done better to show you that. I wish I had been able to.

For now. Talk to your people. I'll talk to mine. If the deal falls through on either end we probably would be better served continuing to ignore one another, regardless.

E: Understood, Yuma.

Before I go, though: Juliet, if you had a plan this whole time, if you had the intention to take point on political affairs, why not just come out with it from the start? What was the point of making a display of influence?

J: I never had any intention to be the face of any operation, darling, regardless of what was decided upon. I'm can shine in the limelight, mind you, but I shine even brighter still in the shadows.

I also needed to know if either of you would immediately falter. Again, any of us achieving victory is better than if nobody does, so I hedged my bets and will continue to until one path becomes inevitable.

Y: What will you do now, then?

J: Help things settle in Phlegeth where I can, and move on.

[bubbleddisasters]

I agree, one, because his appearance is not like he’s a little kid, and Its noted by himself and other characters that yes, he has a youthful appearance, but not so much so that people think it all to unbelievable for him to be a Third Year, and the non-fae 3rd years are around 18-19 if I’m not wrong?

Two, like you pointed out, its more of a gag then anything else.

I think they created that gag on the fact if they were talking a Bat in inspiration with his character design, then a shorter than average height, smaller head, and bigger, wider eyes was inevitable, which are both commonly used design traits for more youthful characters, and since he’s literally the oldest in the original playable cast, so they probably thought it would be a fun joke.

I’ve also noticed it’s used as a plot piece to have the other characters not believe his age even if told. I can’t remember if it was Trey or Lilias Vignette but their working together on a history project, and Lilia basically does the equivalent of drop several years worth of forgotten history about it, and directly references that he is really fucking old, and Trey basically just goes “Haha sure you are Lilia. Where did you learn all that?”

It’s actually pretty clever on his part, because by doing this, the other characters don’t question if he’s actually the age he’s supposed to be, even when he’s he’s so oddly mature and knowledgeable about things way before that time. They’re just like “Hahaha yea Lilia just likes acting old as a joke, he’s a huge history buff. Theres literally no way he’s 500+”

As someone who is recently 18 with extreme babyface and a short height, I too am not above using it for mild gain in certain situations and let me tell you, I’ve gotten away with CRAZZZY shit, so I can verify the effectiveness of this method.

Not too recently because I am a hobbit most of the time, but there have been alot of times I snuck into places by saying my parents were in there, gotten to eat off the kids menu ( ONLY BECAUSE WHY THE F**K CAN ONLY LITTLE KIDS ORDER CHICKEN TENDERS THATS STUPID??) or waiting for a family to pass and rush up so they hold the door so I can get into hotel members club rooms and shit.

I successfully infiltrated the rich (a yacht club) with this method while my actual dad was literally a block away talking with some relatives.

(I got bored and Free Food is Free Food ok.)

Anyway, shOtocon is entirely different in this regard. Their designs are deliberately made childlike and s*xualized, and use the “oh their 5000+” as a built in excuse more than a gag or plot device. Theres also often no world build or plot based reason for it either, and the purpose the character serves in the story can usually very easily be replaced by a full grown adult.

It’s just there because the creators are unfortunately either creeps, or hoping to monetize off creeps.

Sorry I yap alot but IN CONCLUSION I AGREE WITH YOU. I’m not really a romanticizer so i’m more going entirely off logic here! Correct me on anything if needed :D

Is it weird that I don't see people liking Lilia romantically as strange people? I mean yeah, he looks like a kid but I feel like throughout the whole story, he's a full grown adult and I mean LITERALLY.

He has taken care of two kids and been to war. He still mentors his kids too.

I feel like him looking like a kid is more of a funny gag rather than how the usual anime media does with their 5000 year old kid looking demon girls. He's like one of the characters that make it at least funny and not sexualized.

I'm not defending sh0tac0n or anything like that. I just feel like the trope of having a child looking 30000 year old grandpa would work so much if it was just for comedy and not for people's disgusting desires for children.

[mckiwi]

Whumptober 2022 Day 14: "I'll Be Right Behind You"

Characters: Stephen Strange, Wong

Summary: Stephen's no stranger to choosing who lives and who dies

Stephen struggled to keep the gateway stable as Wong tightened the restraints around the villain, "Strange has an aversion to killing people. We do not share this sentiment." He then looked over to his friend and whispered, "what do you think we should do with him?"

Their prisoner, Gnuatryon, coughed and spat out blood, "Strange." He drawled, dragging his violet, cat-like eyes up to meet Stephen's. "The weight of Death drips off you as thick as molasses. You're a man who is more familiar with dying than living. But tell me, have you ever killed?"

Stephen swallowed, "yes."

Gnuatryon bared his fangs, "are you prepared to do it again?" At Stephen's hesitation, he continued, "did you forget I have an entire world under my command? A world on the brim of disaster. I am simply leading my people to a better future. Would you not do the same?"

The two sorcerers looked at each other, unsure. Stephen asked, "could we support the inhabitants? Let them live in secret on Earth?"

The other man shook his head, "doubtful. He's had most of the natives under his command and control for so long that they seek to kill anyone that isn't of their species."

"But they're still innocent?" Stephen reasoned. He looked through the wavering gateway to the other side. The ground beneath them was crumbling and the sky was quite literally falling. Women, children, and entire families were lined up at the gateway for refuge. A girl no older than fourteen held tightly to her younger brother, tear tracks glistened on her face. They made eye contact through the haze, and Stephen saw the fear of prey in her gaze turn into the hunger of a predator. He gulped.

Wong nodded sorrowfully, "however, if we grant them access to our world, they're sure to massacre us. No matter which we choose, someone is going to die."

Stephen shook his head frantically, "no. No, we can-"

Gnuatryon laughed hysterically, "you cannot be both the creator and the destroyer, Strange!"

Stephen stared wide-eyed at the prisoner. He had sworn an oath to do no harm, but how could he hold that oath while also fulfilling his duty to protect the Earth? He looked over at Wong, who seemed to be thinking along those same lines. "I'll be right behind you," Wong assured.

"You're right," Stephen confessed to the alien, who in turn looked at him expectantly. "I can't be both, but if saving my world means the end of yours, then so be it. I chose the path of the destroyer."

The prisoner gaped at him, "you can't! You'd be murdering millions!"

Stephen stared at his boots, "but I'd be saving billions."

"You coward! You'd just let us die in the name of logic? You're no better than the Mad Titan that decimated our forces all that time ago!" Gnuatryon was practically pleading with him now. "You're a monster. A heartless man who cares for no one."

"I'm sorry," Stephen apologized and hoped Gnuatryon could see the sincerity on his face, "I don't see the harm in letting you stay in our world if that's any consolation. You could live."

Gnuatryon turned away and closed his eyes, "no. I'd rather die with my people. It's only fair."

Wong spoke up, "are you sure?" Gnuatryon nodded slowly. "Very well."

Stephen watched through the gateway helplessly as Wong released Gnuatryon. He couldn't help but be reminded of all the people he had manipulated into sacrifice, if it could even be called that. Wasn't convincing someone to kill themselves no better than killing them yourself? The world on the other side would be ending soon. Stephen spotted a man wiping tears away from a woman's face. He really was a monster, wasn't he?

Gnuatryon stepped through the gateway and was immediately met with a toddler waddling her way up to him. He stooped down to pick her up and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Somewhere just over the horizon, the ground was giving way to lava. People started scrambling for the gateway, desperately trying to escape their inevitable deaths.

He and Gnuatryon held eye contact as the gateway spun to a close. He heard the people cry out in disbelief and fear. The girl from earlier was looking around frantically for her missing brother. She would never find him. Stephen knew because he saw his body get consumed by the lava a moment earlier.

He let the portal collapse and suddenly he couldn't hold himself up. He felt a firm grasp guide him down to the floor, "easy." Stephen watched where the gateway had been, and to his shock, felt tears begin to form. He had just killed an entire planet. He was no better than Thanos. Wong held him as he sobbed. "I'm right here, Stephen. It's going to be okay. I'm right behind you."

[alltooreid]

Call It What You Want

Everyone around them is trying to discover the true nature of Y/N and Spencer’s relationship. Little do they know Y/N is trying to figure out the exact same thing. 

A/N: Sorry this took a lot longer than I wanted it to.... Mental health is hard but here it is!! I hope you guys love it :)) Additionally I added a lil garvez to this... but for it to work with the timeline we’re all just gonna pretend Lisa doesn’t exist... ok great!

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (with a little splash of implied Garvez content for my personal joy)

Requested?: Yes!! :)) “can you do a one shot based off call it what you want??”

Type: Fluffiest Fluff

Word Count: 3K

Content Warnings: None! 

“My baby's fly like a jet stream High above the whole scene Loves me like I'm brand new So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to”

The team was sure something was going on between Y/N and Spencer, they just weren’t sure how to prove it.

Every sign pointed to the two dating, but the pair hadn’t said anything about it. Maybe they were trying to keep it a secret, but at the same time they didn’t appear to be being very secretive about it.

So ever since Penelope saw Y/N giving Spencer a ride home a week ago, she has been determined to uncover the truth, and hopefully the truth was her two best friends were in the world’s cutest, most perfect relationship.

She was using her technical brilliance to gather data when she was caught by none other than Luke Alvez.

“What are you doing in here?”

“This is my job Luke, I have to be in here,” she rolled her eyes.

“Well, I know that! I mean what are you doing right now, we don’t have a case.” he smirked “Are you committing any cyber crimes? You know you could get in a lot of trouble for those, the FBI won’t help you. You should let me help.”

She smiled, “You do know I got my job here from committing cyber crimes right? I don’t think I would need your help. Besides, I’m working on a personal project.” After some thought she decided Luke might actually be helpful “I’m trying to find out if Spencer and Y/N are dating.”

“I swear I saw them leaving together yesterday, that seems like pretty good evidence! I could be very helpful to you.”

“I’m way ahead of you, but I guess you can help,” she pulled up a new tab, quickly constructing a timeline while Luke pulled a chair next to her. “So our favorite pair’s relationship would, based on my intense experimentation and surveying, begin here,” she traced a circle around the start of the timeline with her cursor, “on that night we went out after the case and then wouldn’t stop talking to each other.”

Luke and Penelope discussed all the things they saw that led them to believe that Y/N and Spencer were more than just friends, from how keen Y/N was to listen to anything that came out of Spencer’s mouth no matter how difficult to follow, to Spencer’s willingness to touch her. After about 15 minutes however they were interrupted by none other than Y/N herself. Penelope quickly switched tabs, so that it now appeared she was just showing Luke a funny kitten video.

“Hey guys! What are you doing in here?” “Oh you know, just wasting time. . . What’s up?” said Luke.

“I was just checking to see if you wanted to go to lunch! If you have any opinions as to where that would be great too because no one out there can make a decision . . .”

“Of course I want lunch! I’ll be out there in just a sec,” Penelope smiled and started closing her work done as soon as Y/N left, almost forgetting Luke’s presence.

“Um, Penelope?”

“What is it Luke?”

“Do you think you’d ever do anything like what Y/N and Spencer are doing?” he asked.

“Like what? Keep a secret? You know I’m terrible at that stuff.”

“No, no I mean like . . .” he took a deep breath, “You know, like dating a coworker?”

“What does that have to do with anything? Now hurry up and come to lunch, we can keep working afterwards,” she replied.

Luke awkwardly smiled, and they both left.

Little did Luke and Penelope know that as they debated and pieced together aspects of Y/N and Spencer’s relationship, trying to uncover if they were dating, Y/N was doing the exact same thing.

Her and Spencer had been on three dates, each more boyfriend and girlfriend than the last. They got coffee one day, then went to a movie, then a nice restaurant for dinner. Tonight Spencer wanted to keep it a surprise, but that just made her even more confused.

Sometimes her and Spencer would sit next to each other at the round table, and now when they did that he would reach over, not to hold her hand, but just to link their pinkies together.

She didn’t know what that meant.

Sometimes Y/N would go on a tangent and realize she had been talking for almost an hour about nothing in particular, and when she realized Spencer was the only one still listening would apologize for wasting his time. To which he would reply, “Why would I be upset about spending time with you?” She didn’t know what that meant.

And one time, on her and Spencer’s first “date” they were about to part their separate directions, and Y/N had no idea what to do with her body or her hands, Spencer wrapped her into a hug, and she swore she felt his lips brushing against the top of her head.

She really didn’t know what that meant.

Which is why she continued to let Penelope and Luke have their fun trying to decipher her and Spencer’s social cues. She knew as soon as she was about to enter to ask about lunch, Penelope was not exactly quiet and Luke wasn’t any better, but she let them believe they were being sneaky.

Besides, maybe if they found the answer they could let her know.

When the team returned from lunch she couldn’t help but continue to contemplate this issue further, Spencer hadn’t really said anything to her at lunch. Were they still just friends? Were they dating but not telling anyone? Were they going to tell anyone?

“Y/N! Are you excited to hang out tonight?” Spencer asked.

Hang out. So it definitely was not a date. . .

“Of course! Right after work right? Your place?”

“Yep! It’s a date,” he smiled and walked away, leaving Y/N in a state of confused panic. What was this? For someone so logical and scientific, Y/N wished that Spencer Reid would just tell her the kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, and genus of their relationship.

Maybe then she could stop dissecting it to try and figure it out.

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As Y/N stood outside Spencer’s apartment building, she struggled to muster up courage to go inside. It’s not that she was nervous to hang out with Spencer, it was just Y/N knew she needed to have the “what are we” talk with him for her own personal sanity. And she just wasn’t sure yet what his answer would be.

She had made her way into the building and gotten to Spencer’s floor when she ran into the man of the hour himself.

“Oh there you are! I was about to come down and get you,” he said.

Y/N glanced at her phone, “I’m sorry, am I late?”

“No, no, no. You’re perfect, I just got excited.”

That confused Y/N even more, she couldn’t decide if that leaned more towards friend or date territory. However all of her anxieties were forgotten for a moment as soon as she entered Spencer’s apartment.

Almost all the lights were off, except for several strings of lights shaped like stars, strung in different directions across the room. In the corner were several folded up blankets and sheets, and pillows were spread out across the room.

“Do you like it?”

“I love it, although if I’m being honest I don’t really know what it is . . .”

“13 months ago we were on a case, the one were the unsub was killing couples when they went out camping so that no one would look for them for days, and you said that you used to go camping all the time but you didn’t think you could go anymore. So I bought stuff so we could go camping together, right here.”

Y/N was left almost speechless, “I- I don’t even know what to say, Spencer this is incredible.”

He beamed, instantly satisfied with that answer. “I tried to find a tent, but all of the stores I went to said I should order one online . . . I figured it would be more fun to build a fort instead.”

Spencer brought over the supplies he had bought and gathered, various sheets and comforters, pillows, his leather couch cushions, sleeping bags, a large collection of clothes pins, and some more lights. Except Spencer left a single bag in the pile, the only one from a craft store.

“Do you want me to grab that one?” Y/N asked.

“Oh um, no don’t worry about that one. I saw something stupid on that site JJ and Garcia really like while I was passing JJ’s desk. . .  Pinterest? Yes that’s it. And I tried to make it but even though I memorized the instructions I couldn’t get it to work. . . I kind of just gave up and threw everything in there.”

“Can I try it?”

He nodded, and Y/N got up and glanced into the bag, in it was a push light, warm toned tissue paper and a couple empty paper towel rolls, all stuck together, but also somehow falling apart. Y/N couldn’t help but smile, “Were you trying to build me a campfire Dr. Reid?”

“Well you said that your family used to have this big bonfire every year, and that it used to be one of your favorite traditions until you couldn’t handle going anymore, so I thought I could make one that would be a little safer for you. Turns out that you actually need four PHDs to be good at crafts though.”                    

“Spencer this whole date is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me . . . Thank you.”

“Of course, I really want you to enjoy yourself when you're around me Y/N.”

“Spencer, I’ve never not enjoyed myself when I’m around you, and you were with me when I got shot. You’re my favorite person, you do know that right?”

He blushed, “You’re my favorite person too Y/N.”

So the two lovers built a blanket fort, draping sheets over string lights and shoving the inside full of pillows and blankets, giggling the entire time. Y/N taught Spencer the simplicity of DIY projects, and how sometimes the directions needed to be adjusted slightly based on personal preferences and ability. Soon the pair were cuddled up together on the ground, no other space to be except for right next to each other, as the rest of the fort was covered by snacks, pillows, their homemade campfire, and Spencer’s vinyl record player.

“Did you do this on purpose? Making me be so close to you?”

“No, I would never, it’s not my fault this area is so small . . . “

“Mhm, although I’m sure a genius like you could figure out how to make an adult sized fort, I’m very glad you didn’t,” she said, giggling and squishing herself closer to him. They smiled and kissed each other, before Spencer spoke.

“You make me so, unbelievably, happy. I never thought I could feel like this until we met Y/N.”

Y/N smiled even bigger, “Spencer I really, really like you,” she paused, it was now or never, “but um, what do you want to call this, like what we’re doing.”

“Well what do you want this to be? Because I want you to be my girlfriend.”

She smiled, “I want you to be my boyfriend.”

“Well then that’s what we’ll be,” he said, kissing her on the forehead.

“Well you do know the team, particularly Penelope and Luke have the exact same question.”

“Well I think more than Luke wondering if we’re dating, I think he’s just wondering if Penelope will date him. . . So I say let them have their fun for a little while, before we tell everyone.”

She smiled, “Perfect. They’re profilers, they’ll figure it out eventually.”

“Well, I think we should watch a movie. . .  Although I mostly enjoy my cinema in Russian, tonight is about you and I don’t want to give you a headache. What’s your favorite?”

“You’re going to laugh at me.”

“I promise I will not laugh at you darling.”

“High School Musical 3.”

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So Y/N spent the rest of that night explaining the plot of the first two High School Musical movies, then explaining why the third one was the clear winner, and then finally showing Spencer the third one off of her phone, where she had it saved to her cloud for emergencies.

And although singing and dancing adults pretending to be teenagers was not exactly Spencer’s favorite genre, he loved how happy the series as a whole made Y/N. So he latched onto it, and learned as much as he could about it.

One particular scene however, in one of the earlier films, seemed to make Y/N extra excited, as she spent the longest amount of time talking about it. So Spencer decided he knew exactly what to do to prove to her he was in this relationship for the long haul.

Spencer could tell she was anxious before their date, and it didn’t take him long to guess that it was because she didn’t know how serious everything was to him. Yet, he didn’t want to be too obvious that he wanted her to be his, because if he had assessed wrong he would make a complete fool out of himself.

But when she asked him, she seemed so nervous, so small, he knew he had made a mistake in waiting, and now he wanted to make it up to her.

So as she was walking in the next day he caught her. “Y/N!”

“Hi Spencer! What’s up?”

“I have a present for you. . .” he said, handing her a small box wrapped in shiny gold paper.

“For me? Why?”

“Oh you know, just because. . .”

As Y/N unwrapped the box, Spencer got more and more nervous… What if she hated it? What if she thought it was stupid or too soon or didn’t get it or-

“Oh my god Spencer I-”

“You know what it’s stupid, I don’t even know why I got it for you. I can return it and find you something you’ll actually like-”

“I love it Spencer, it’s perfect. Will you put it on me?”

Spencer hooked the chain around his new girlfriend’s neck, the small “S” pendant shining in the light.

“It’s like Gabriella’s. . . I love it. I can’t believe you would care to remember something like that…”

“Of course I would remember that. I have an eidetic memory. Did you know that although the original purpose and origin of initial jewelry was largely unknown, they date back to the 14th century?”

“No, I just mean… It’s very thoughtful Spencer.”

He smiled, “Well I’m sorry to kill the mood, but I really have to go to the bathroom. I drank 3 cups of coffee this morning and I was standing here waiting for you for 18 minutes and 4 seconds before you came in.”

She laughed, and then hugged him, “Well don’t just stand here! Go!”

Spencer ran off, leaving Y/N to walk into the bullpen alone. As Y/N was making her way to her desk, she was stopped by none other than Penelope Garcia and Luke Alvez, Penelope up front, Luke standing a foot or so behind her, ready to back her up.

“Y/N! We know your secret, you and Spencer are secretly dating. . . We figured it out this morning. You can’t hide from us anymore,” Penelope said, Luke nodding behind her.

“Well yeah we’re dating, but it’s not a secret.”

“What? Excuse me? You haven’t told anyone!”

“Yeah but we haven’t really made any effort to hide it? We told everyone about the time we went to the movies?”

“Yeah but- Um, we just thought we were being sneaky. . .” Penelope said.

“You might wanna get a little better at that guys, the Bat Cave is not soundproof.”

“Dang it, I really need to work on that…” Penelope said. “Well Luke Alvez, I suppose our quest has been conquered.”

“See! We were right, I told you I’m great help,” Luke said.

“Oh don’t get it too twisted, this was almost all me.”

After a moment of playful banter, Y/N stopped them “So when are you two going to start “secretly” dating huh?”

“Uh hmph, I don’t know what you talking about. I would never,” Penelope said.

At that moment, Spencer returned from the bathroom, and came up upon Y/N hugging her from behind and leaning to rest his head on her shoulder. “What are we talking about?”

Penelope threw her head back in defeat, “Nothing, 187, we were just talking. . .”

“Don’t you think Luke and Penelope would make the cutest couple Spencer?” Y/N smirked.

“You know what? Yeah I do!” Spencer played along, “Have you guys ever thought about that?

Luke was beaming behind Penelope, while she looked like she was trying to hide her enthusiasm. “No actually I haven’t,” she said.

“Well you definitely should,” Y/N said, giggling as her and Spencer walked to his desk.

“Hey, wait come back here! What does your necklace have on it?” Penelope asked, half running after them, Luke closely behind her.

“Whatever you want Penelope, whatever you want.”

“I want to wear his initial On a chain round my neck, chain round my neck Not because he owns me But 'cause he really knows me”

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[captnjacksparrow]

it baffles me how much s*sus*ku stans have to use secondary sources — especially the novel — to support their ship. in the novel, it was stated how sakura’s skin was glowing since sasuke’s return, indicating that sasuke and sakura were having s*x when he comes home late at night when sarada isn’t aware.

to me, this seems heavily ooc as he doesn’t even show affection to his own wife in gaiden whereas he has no issue showing affection towards Naruto with pet names, close proximity, smiling and eye contact, etc.. just where the hell does this kind of thing come from? why would he willingly choose to neglect spending time with sarada to have s*x with sakura late at night? like honestly

and it’s funny because the majority of these novels who depict sasuke in this manner are written by DIFFERENT AUTHORS! that says enough for me.

but anyways, have you seen the SP’s illustrations of sasusaku’s relationships in the blank period? you know, the journey that sasuke wanted to go on to atone for his sins but sakura decided to selfishly chase after him? 🤔throughout the whole thing sasuke’s character was absolutely shat on. since when is he a blushing mess? since when does he come late at home to shag his wife that he supposedly hadn’t seen in 12 years? why does he suddenly tolerate and love sakura? it’s hilarious how much the novels and gaiden manga don’t make sense together. this awful characterization of sasuke makes me sad and hateful of what his character was turned into for SS fan-service.

Thanks for the ask, Anon!!!!

it was stated how sakura’s skin was glowing since sasuke’s return, indicating that sasuke and sakura were having s*x when he comes home late at night when sarada isn’t aware.

This!!!!!

This is not the first time I am hearing this. I heard that, in the novels, since Sakura's skin was glowing, according to Japanese Tradition, it indicates that the woman was having an active and healthy Smex life.

Well what can I expect from a thirsty and horny fandom who once enraged about Sasuke had smex with her with just One Arm!!!!! They were so worried that he couldn’t have done IT properly... PUKE!!!!

Seriously??? What can we expect from them other than horniness just like their kween???

They didn't care about Sarada at all... Instead they were so pissed about Salad throwing tantrum and questioning their 'Relationship' when Gaiden was released... For them, every thing revolves around Smex, Smex, Smex....

They were not worried about any other problems that were addressed in the Gaiden Manga, such as Sasuke not making any contact with them for a decade, having given birth in a Orochimaru lair, no wedding photo, no Birth certificate for Sarada... But they quickly went into Horny Mode when Sasuke called her 'My Wife' and then this panel....

"Kyaaah!!!! Sasuke-kun checks on Sakura..... He was so in love with her.... They were going to have some steamy smex tonight!!!!" ... This was how they reacted, as I heard....

Somehow, whenever they share a panel or Sasuke cares about her, their fans always associate his gesture with smex.... That's how low their fandom was thirsting and craving for, even till this very day.

Why would he willingly choose to neglect spending time with sarada to have s*x with sakura late at night? like honestly and it’s funny because the majority of these novels who depict sasuke in this manner are written by DIFFERENT AUTHORS! that says enough for me.

Like I said earlier, they are one of the horniest fandom in Narutoverse and the piss poor Authors are catering to their needs by writing Sasuke into an OOC mess who fell in love with those green emerald eyes.... Who couldn't tolerate seeing a small wrinkle in her face.... Without Sakura, he wouldn't know how to survive in this world and she is the most important person in this world.... EWWW.... I can't even write this without making a disgusting face.

And I don't even know what will happen if that Sasuke Retsuden will be adopted into the anime..... Anyways, I am just going to wait for that abominated mess to happen...

have you seen the SP’s illustrations of sasusaku’s relationships in the blank period? you know, the journey that sasuke wanted to go on to atone for his sins but sakura decided to selfishly chase after him? 🤔throughout the whole thing sasuke’s character was absolutely shat on. since when is he a blushing mess?

Actually it was a Doujinshi published by the Boruto Animator, Sekibeing, I guess. I don't think those panels belong to SP.

But still, those ungrateful SS fans harassed that Animator guy because he drew a fanart of NH and this spurred SS blokes who went to his Twitter handle and called him out with unpleasant words... 

And yes, I watched those Illustrations and all I felt was I need to bleach my eyes so badly...

Sakura was seen leaning on him, covered with Sasuke's robe and his Susanoo armour!!! Pfft.... Really??? Atleast I could envision Naruto doing something like this for Hinata. But Sasuke????

And the problem is, they completely believe that this is what happened during the Blank Period. I have seen an SS shipper coming into our tags and lecturing us that, 'You people don't understand Sasuke, he has a softer side that he only shows towards Sakura. A special smile that he only projects towards Sakura'...

When I asked that person, 'Well, I've never seen Sasuke did anything as you mentioned in the Manga, Where's the proof?'.... That poster just bailed off....

it’s hilarious how much the novels and gaiden manga don’t make sense together. this awful characterization of sasuke makes me sad and hateful of what his character was turned into for SS fan-service.

I think we shouldn't worry too much about that stupid novels where Sasuke was portrayed as an horny man who wants to be with Sakura always... Because it doesn't match up with how he was portrayed in the Boruto Manga.

In the Manga, Sasuke was portrayed as someone who wanders alone and does his job on his own accord without any trappings of a Family. I think it's just these fillers pay more attention to this Domestic Drama which feels like a Total cringefest.

Logically, they could never adapt those novels. Because if you have a version of Sasuke who behaves in a certain way in Canon Episodes.... and if you make him do something OOC in fillers, that character will lose its credibility and people lose their interest altogether. And that shitty Anime was still running on the shoulders of Naruto and Sasuke’s popularity. If you make them go horny for their wives, 12 year old kids who are watching this drama would feel , “Ewww.... Instead of showing us how Boruto romancing Sarada, why the fuck they are showing some old peeps kissing each other??”

In my opinion, let them dream about their Gospel as much as they want. As long as the Anime Team don’t adapt those craps, I can begrudgingly digest this series!!!!!