#PRO Authorization

[toonyangel]

After so long, I finally drew them interacting! Yay!

I think Bendy and the cups would get along pretty well :p (well, Chalice and Cuphead. I think Mugsy is a little more skeptical..)

I also think Bendy intentionally messes their names up because he thinks it's funny :p

🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

These are all from an au/plot idea I have yet to name! I'm currently writing it with my friend..don't worry, I will post more of it! Stay tuned! 💫

BENDY IS SO HARD TO DRAW😭

[elleldoe]

dude got me giggling and kicking my feet (dude is a fictional character and doesn't even exist)

[breadnabutterfingers]

What if…and hear me out on this! Nesta was the one hunting the wolf? What if Nesta killed Andras instead of Feyre and left with Tamlin to Prythian?

Let’s be real, Tamlin and Nesta are basically equals in a way that canon Tamlin and Feyre never were. 

At first, she’s suspicious but intrigued. Unlike Feyre, who saw Spring as a cage, Nesta sees opportunity.

Tamlin, instead of being patient, meets fire with fire. Their arguments are intense, but instead of pushing her away, they spark interesting conversations and discuss books.

It’s a slow burn, but Nesta doesn’t resist as much as Feyre did. She enjoys the control Tamlin gives her, not over him, necessarily, but over her own life for the first time. Maybe he even challenges her to embrace power in a way she’s never been allowed to.

Nesta, in return, teaches Tamlin how to stand up to the High Lords as an equal, instead of constantly trying to prove himself. Because Nesta says the words, Tamlin never sends her away. He keeps her safe, fights Amarantha, and never becomes broken the way he does in canon…

[collophora]

Fic rec of the day is the ongoing Stranded by The_Absent_Minded_One on Ao3

(Go read it it's a roller coaster who hurts in all the right places...I wanted to draw every scene I had to restrain myself ^^;)

[sailorstarr-chan4]

A fanfic is not abandoned until the author decides it is; do not assume otherwise, even if the last update was months ago

A fanfic is not abandoned until the author decides it is; do not assume otherwise, even if the last update was a year ago

A fanfic is not abandoned until the author decides it is; do not assume otherwise, even if the last update was five years ago

A 👏 fanfic 👏 is 👏 NOT 👏 abandoned 👏 until 👏 the 👏 AUTHOR 👏 decides 👏 it 👏 is 👏 DO NOT ASSUME OTHERWISE, EVEN IF IT'S BEEN LITERALLY TWENTY-SOMETHING FUCKING YEARS!!!!! 👏👏👏👏👏

[shoobscantsleep]

“What about Ani, Padmé? Why don’t you ask him to sleepover?”

“It’s different now mom, he’s… we’re too grown up to have sleepovers anymore. How do you fit someone who’s six foot two on a twin bed?”

“You snuggle a bit, honey.”

“Ew, mom— stop. It’s not like that.”

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Or: five times Padmé Naberrie and Anakin Skywalker insisted they were just best friends like they always had been since they were kids, and the one time they realized that they were definitely something more.

. ��₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ — my 5+1 fic of childhood friends to lovers anidala is officially up on a03!! so many twt followers there have been waiting patiently as i’ve been dropping dialogue hints for weeks, God bless them, and now there’s 31k words to read of it. it’s probably one of my favorite fics to date, so i hope you guys like it too <3

[thatsbelievable]

[mj-dev]

Long Post

I recently completed all the books in A Court of Thorns and Roses series and the first one in Crescent City. Both works are praised for their strong female leads and feminist characters which is the sole reason I decided to give them a try. And now, I have opinions.

Though the female characters show promise on the surface, it’s not the case when we look closely. Most of this analysis is based on the former series as it has the most varied range of female leads.

Feyre

In the beginning, Feyre heavily radiates masculine energy from her choice of hunting as occupation to the tired breadwinner mentality. She lacks empathy for her sisters and expresses her disdain clearly in her attitude and inner monologues when it’s clear they do the household chores, which translates to her disregard for the feminine work. She falls under the ‘not your typical girl’ archetype with her preference of pants over dresses and apathy towards her appearance. She makes an exception when she intends to please Tamlin. In the first book, it’s a one-time occurrence but over the course of the series, this becomes more prominent once Rhysand enters her life.

A woman, who refuses to be controlled, willingly plays Rhysand’s whore wearing the same dress he forced her into Under the Mountain when he sexually assaulted her. In Spring, Feyre expresses her fear of getting dolled up and reduced to a broodmare. While in Court of Nightmares, she takes pleasure in flaunting her body and putting on a sex act in front of an entire court. This transition apparently marks her taking back her power. She describes in great detail in her inner thoughts how she enjoyed kneeling to Rhysand as part of the act and the power he held over her and the room. This is the same woman who refused to bow to any fae in the first book. She feels empowered being reduced to a sex object for Rhysand and enjoys the discomfort it causes to the court, which she radiates as she walks down from the throne. Moreover when Keir disrespects her for it, she is offended by the insult but not for being put in the position. This becomes a role she actively and pleasurably plays in their court for the rest of the series.

None of her femininity translates to her emotional state. Except for the one scene in the mountain cabin where she heats a soup for Rhysand, she’s not portrayed indulging in womanly activities or mannerisms. Moreover, Feyre only embraces this side when she pleases a man. Tamlin, Rhysand, Tarquin. Despite her overtly masculine traits, she is equated to a goddess in Cassian’s monologue the moment she’s pregnant and paraded like a ‘breeding mare’ in Court of Nightmares.

Feyre’s story heavily pushes the idea that being feminine is only acceptable when it satisfies a man and his desires. Over and over again, a woman who doesn’t appreciate this way of living only ever embodies it to please her partners.

Nesta

Nesta is raised and groomed to be a housewife but she sheds that part of her life to become a warrior. This isn’t a choice of hers but thrusted upon her by the ones, mostly men, in her life as this is seen as the most contributing or ‘healthy’ way of living. Where healing through softness and compassion is an option and most needed given Nesta’s trauma and history, she’s subjected to more and more violence.

Nesta begins as someone bound to be a lady using her wits and charms as her weapons. But as the story progresses, she becomes a sword swinging warrior who becomes a close enough reflection of Feyre. A woman who won’t wear anything but dresses as it’s not lady-like becomes someone who only wears pants and slays demons for a man. A woman who wants to travel and read and enjoy simple life with her girl friends finds purpose becoming a weapon.

A woman who’s taught to treasure her body and never has sex for the same reason until she’s into her mid-twenties turns to it when she’s hurting and becomes sexually hyperactive to the point it’s considered an embarrassment. What’s interesting here is she’s forgiven for this when her sexual energy is focused towards the man(Cassian) everyone approves of.

Nesta enjoys reading romances, a classic hobby associated with women, which is either dismissed or joked about by Cassian. But the moment she trains to fight, he starts appreciating her. The same is seen during Eris’s seduction. Nesta’s dancing skills are known even before that and Cassian doesn’t acknowledge it until he sees her dancing with another man. Everything Nesta does or indulges in are somehow appreciated when they align with Cassian’s interests or what he desires in a woman.

Elain

The one character who is highly feminised in the series is Elain. She loves gardening, small talks and connecting with people, and surrounds herself with beauty. She learns to cook and enjoys feeding/nurturing her family. She’s often described as ‘kind’ and ‘delicate’. Even in Feyre’s thoughts, her body is sensualised and described in ways that imply sexual allure while her emotional traits are equated to child-like innocence. She’s the epitome of femininity and she’s the damsel that needs to be saved and protected by everyone at the end of the day. Sure, this could change in her book but the bottom line is her womanliness is very much in parallel with the misogynistic standards of what and how an ideal woman should be.

Morrigan

Morrigan is very in touch with her feminine side as her interests are wearing red dresses and painting her lips red and having sex (please hear my sarcasm). Her expression of liberation is lording her promiscuity over her parents and wearing provocative dresses in her court. In order to hide her true sexuality, she uses men to the point of using one of her close friends as personal flirting companion and leading the other on who’s been pining over her for five centuries. She’s the classic ideation of femme fatale with a heart of gold, yet has a childish, bubbly personality.

Amren

Throughout the series, Amren is more masculine than the male characters in some ways from her talks to behaviour. She’s an ancient creature trapped in a fae body. She’s so disgusted by it that she can’t grasp the need for eating specific food or relieving oneself. But what she truly understands and embraces in this body is her sexual urges. It is ultimately the one thing that helps her to bond with another person in her long life. Even if sex is considered as a universal act among all creatures or whatever, she should feel the same about eating and shitting which she doesn’t.

Bryce

Though she fares better than the A Court of Thorns and Roses (except SF) women, Bryce still falls victim to this pattern. She’s introduced as someone who parties and has sex without regrets which is sign of her independence. It forms most of her personality that everyone perceives her as such. This soon changes but the idea often lingers. She’s always found in her underwear (which could be considered a character quirk but I highly doubt that was SJM’s intentions) and all the male characters tend to love her or be attracted to her body at first sight. Over and over again, her sex appeal is brought to reader’s attention and one of the ways Bryce claims her feminine nature is being very confident with her sexual prowess.

There are several common themes and patterns in these books that heavily contradict the foundation of feminism.

Equality

Feminism, in simple terms, is equality of genders. In this series, it’s anything but that. Again and again, the words are mentioned but there’s simply not enough proof of it.

The Archeron sisters have no true autonomy. Feyre shares three different connections with Rhysand the majority of the time which gives him control over her thoughts and emotions to some extent. In Nesta’s case, Cassian transforms her into his ideal partner when she’s at the lowest in the name of healing. He often sees her as an animal to be tamed, and so far, he’s succeeded. In the end, Nesta becomes someone who questions her choices until Cassian or IC affirm it. Moreover, she has no financial independence or agency to choose how to live. And Elain is playing courteous guest in Rhysand’s house as she has no home or life of her own.

In Spring, Feyre who explicitly expresses her desires to be an equal to Tamlin complains when the opportunity is given to her to shoulder the responsibilities—socialising with the people serving her, dressing to be part of her court, and sitting through a tax collecting ceremony. While in Night, she becomes Rhysand’s soldier and goes on missions where she kills and maims in the most brutal ways possible. Though she is a ruler, her training and life is always focused on the arts of warring rather than administration which was requested of her in Spring. And once the wars are over, she complains about answering letters which are again tasks expected of a ruler. This shows what Feyre truly sees as equality is the chance to be violent.

Strength

The female leads are considered equal to their male counterparts only when they are progressively aggressive. Except for some side characters, almost all women prove their strength through their fighting abilities—Feyre, Nesta, Bryce, Morrigan, Amren. Elain, who has been a bystander until now, had her moment of courage when she embraced violence and initiated Hybern’s killing. This has brought many speculations about her future adventures mostly involving training like her sisters and becoming a spy, thereby proving the point.

Also, Feyre is only considered an equal to Rhysand after she inherits the powers of other High Lords. The same is seen in Nesta’s relationship with Cassian when everyone accepts her as his equal after she becomes a warrior. All this implies the strength of the men is the standard to which these women have to aspire to be, while none of the men are expected to change or challenge themselves to reach the level of their partners.

Appearance

They all possess extraordinary beauty that every male character is charmed with at the first sight and they either directly pursue these women or it’s implied. And at some point, their partners relish or wield this desirability against the said men—Rhysand against Tarquin, Cassian against Eris. This is prominent in Silver Flames as we get only some of Rhysand’s inner thoughts through Feyre. Cassian objectifies Nesta even when she’s emaciated, when she’s not fit—physically or mentally, after she’s sexually assaulted and almost dies. The value of these women are reduced to how appealing they are to the male gaze.

Sexuality

Most of these characters come with a sheltered view of world about how a woman should be or behave. When they finally step out of that bubble and embrace themselves and their new world view, they also become sexually proactive.

Every female character at least at one point describes being seen as a prey by their male partners. This can be attributed to the fae’s primal nature although it is a recurring theme in every relationship. Especially for Feyre, where she describes Rhysand’s gaze as predatory. She revels in this objectification to the point she derives pleasure by entertaining and putting on a show for him.

All these women exhibit hyperactive sex drive and have multiple partners with no emotional attachment which is seen as a sign of their empowerment. They always use sex as a means to ease their emotional trauma and they all have endured one variation of abuse at the hands of a man, mostly sexual, which they eventually explore and overcome by being sexually active—Feyre with Rhysand, Nesta with Cassian, Morrigan with her multiple partners. Elain’s attraction towards Azriel could very well fall under this category with her struggle to accept her fae life and mating bond with Lucien (and SJM loves trauma dumping).

There’s nothing wrong with owning one’s sexuality and putting one’s pleasure first but seeing it as the only path to empowerment is absurd, which is common theme in all theses women’s growth.

Life outside their romantic relationships

The female characters either come with a set of girl friends who are her ‘ride or die’ as in case of Bryce, or bond without much depth like in case of Feyre, Morrigan and Amren. The Valkriyes are the only exception to this where the women organically grow and build genuine friendships. Given the 4.5 books are dedicated to the Archeron sisters, there is no bonding among the three except for the blame shifting and one minute heartfelt conversation where their life-long trauma is erased and forgotten.

These women have hobbies which only exist to offer that touch of femininity to them—painting, gardening, reading smut, dancing, dressing themselves in pretty clothes (while male characters have no hobbies except for Tamlin and Lucien, and in case of Crescent City, all the men are into the same sport). Their ‘softer’ traits only rear its head when the narrative calls for proof of their kindness or empathy and mostly reserved for their partners but not in the way of living or their character itself.

Here’s the bottom line. Feminism in these books is masculinity masquerading as female empowerment. Throughout the series, what makes these women powerful is their ability to match the men in their lives. They are equal because of the brute force they embody on par with them which is basically the masculine ideal of strength. The faux feminism propaganda is blatantly obvious with the woman’s value constantly reduced to how much she is desired by men and her hyperactive sex life. These books are nothing but a mockery of feminism.

[ater-love]

“If anyone can sense if something is amiss, it's a mate."

Azriel a couple of chapters later:

“The Cauldron made you a seer."

[loves-n-kisses]

Feathers in the Coffee Shop - Hawks x Reader fanfic

A story where Pro Hero Hawks takes a liking to the owner of a small coffee shop in Japan....but things don't go as planned.

Slow burn!!

TW! Violence, action, danger threats, emotional intensity, mild peril.

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Fukuoka, Japan. Present Day.

The bell above the door chimes, and you look up from steaming milk, brushing flour off your apron. Sunlit Brews is a small haven in Fukuoka’s bustle—wooden tables, mismatched mugs, and a chalkboard listing classics: espresso, cappuccino, matcha latte. The scent of fresh pastries and coffee fills the air, underscored by lo-fi music from a battered radio. Your café, built from years of savings, is nothing fancy, but it’s yours.

Keigo Takami—Pro Hero Hawks—struts in, crimson wings tucked, golden eyes glinting. “Yo, dove,” he says, leaning on the counter. “Got any of that fried chicken today? And a black coffee, stat.”

You snort, grabbing a to-go box. “You ever switch it up, hero? Or is chicken your whole deal?”

He clutches his chest, grinning. “Ouch, straight to the heart. This stuff’s my fuel, what can I say?” You notice a faint bruise on his cheek—another mission, probably. He doesn’t mention it, so neither do you.

As you hand over his order, a crimson feather drifts onto the counter. You pick it up, frowning. “You’re shedding again. I’m gonna start charging you for cleanup.”

Hawks chuckles, but his gaze lingers. “Keep it. Call it a tip.” He slides cash into the jar—way too much—and saunters out, wings catching the afternoon light.

You twirl the feather, slipping it into your pocket. You’ve found others lately—tucked in a menu, stuck under a table. Sloppy hero habits, you assume. Still, you wonder.

Hawks becomes a regular over the next month. Mornings, he’s there for coffee, tossing nicknames—dove, sunshine, chief. Evenings, he lingers after hours, helping you sweep or teasing your “dull civilian routine.” You clap back, calling him a “feather duster with a badge,” but his easy laugh warms the café like the sunlight through the windows.

One night, you’re wiping down tables when he slips in, wings singed, jacket scuffed. “Tough day?” you ask, pushing a coffee his way, no charge.

He slumps onto a stool, rubbing his eyes. “Just hero stuff—y’know, savin’ the day, dodgin’ suits.” His smirk fades fast. You sit across from him, the café quiet, streetlights glowing outside.

“This place,” he murmurs, “it’s… solid. Not like up there, where it’s all a blur. Ever feel trapped, even when you’re free?”

You nod, thinking of the endless grind—bills, suppliers, early mornings. “Yeah. This shop’s my dream, but it’s work. Still, it’s mine.” You pause. “What’s got you so deep, Keigo?”

He blinks at his name, no “Hawks.” “You, maybe. Makin’ me think.” He leans closer, and your pulse skips. His fingers graze yours, but he pulls back, wings twitching. “Gotta bounce. Keep this place safe, yeah?”

He leaves, and you find another feather on the stool. You drop it into a mug behind the counter, heart thudding.

The radio crackles with news about the Crimson Talons, a villain crew hitting local businesses tied to heroes. You tune it out, focused on kneading dough. But Hawks’ visits get spotty—he’s late, bruised, distracted. You catch him scanning the café, feathers quivering like they sense something.

One evening, a customer leaves a note under a saucer: Tell the bird to watch his back. You show it to Hawks, expecting a quip. His jaw clenches. “Just a punk mouthing off,” he says, but a feather zips out the door, scouting. “Don’t stress, dove. I got you.”

You’re not so sure. Later, you’re restocking sugar when he helps, joking about your “caffeine empire.” Your hands brush, and his wings flare, eyes locking with yours. “Trouble,” he mutters, but he doesn’t pull away. Not yet.

The attack hits during a lunch rush. The bell chimes, but it’s not Hawks—three figures in black, quirks sparking. “Where’s the Winged Hero?” one growls, smashing a chair. Glass shatters, customers scream, and you shove a teenager behind the counter, gripping a tray like a shield.

“Stay low!” you snap, pulse racing. A villain hurls a table, and you’re cornered when a gust roars through. Hawks lands, feathers slicing like knives, dropping two goons in seconds. His eyes are wild, searching for you.

“Hey, Dove!” He spots you, vaulting debris. A villain grabs you, but a feather slashes their wrist, freeing you. Hawks pulls you behind the counter, wings shielding you. “Stay with me!” he growls, voice raw. 

You nod, adrenaline pumping. When a villain charges, you chuck a mug, nailing them in the head. Hawks grins mid-fight. “Nice shot, chief!”

Hawks clears the villains, but a blast grazes his side, blood staining his jacket. The Talons flee, and you’re left in the wreckage, hands shaking as you grab a towel to press against his wound.

“You good?” you ask, voice unsteady. His wing’s torn, feathers scattered.

“Been worse,” he grunts, but he hisses as you dab the cut. “Sorry ‘bout your shop. This… it’s on me.”

“Stop,” you say, softer. “You saved us. That’s enough.”

He meets your eyes, no mask. “This place, you—it’s where I’m not ‘Hawks.’ I need that. Need you.” His voice breaks, and you freeze, towel in hand.

“I need you too, Keigo,” you whisper. “Not the hero. You.”

He smiles, real, and leans his forehead against yours. “Guess we’re stuck with each other, huh?”

Weeks Later

Sunlit Brews reopens, patched up—Hawks quietly covers the costs, waving it off as “tax write-off.” The mug of feathers stays behind the counter, your little secret. He’s still a regular, staying late to help with dishes or brainstorm pastry ideas.

One night, he grins, wings spreading. “Wanna see the city from my view, chief?” You laugh, heart racing, as he sweeps you up, soaring over Fukuoka’s twinkling lights. His warmth anchors you, the sky vast and endless.

For the first time, it feels like freedom.

[lady-embers]

The Sunshine Couple

Elain is tuckered out from spending the day gardening and Lucien is doing some light reading while she sleeps as he wants to surprise her with an anniversary dinner 😴 💤

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[targaryen-madness]

“Queen Helaena, a sweet and gentle soul, is much beloved by the smallfolk of King’s Landing. 

Rhaenyra was not.”

-George R. R. Martin

[shoobscantsleep]

#ANIDALAU & #XFILES | i can't wait to write this fic for anidala week. genuinely just combining my interests left and right but shoobsficuniverse grows again… starting with this edit

[nanstgeorge]

NO ONE EVER DOES. NO ONE EVER LOOKED—NOT REALLY.

djklmnx / x / Gokstadt/Ganymede, Paisley Rekdal / cokegirl / My Love Mine All Mine, Mitski / You (2018–) / retroowl8 / Mariners Apartment Complex, Lana Del Rey / Castlevania (2017–2021) / Louise Gluck

[coffeebooksrain18]

The way I've seen people say shit like "well he's entitled to his Headcanon I guess." As they're talking about GrrM as he talks about HIS STORY! Like it's not a Headcanon my guy, it's the author telling you the facts. You don't need to like it, but that doesn't change the facts.

[danadiadea]

people who say that SWM is told from a biased perspective are correct. it is biased – through Harry. we see SWM through the eyes of the boy who is inclined to see his dad and mom and godfather as good, righteous people, and who hates Snape with fervour; not through the eyes of the victim himself, or from a fully impartial point of view.