#and the book will only be 1 and 2 because thats a better stopping point

[someone-always-cares]

chapter 5, page 79

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[image description: an sac webcomic page. "hold on, stay still for a second". rami says, as he puts his hand close to lewis, the angle making him almost look like he's cupping lewis's face, as lewis stares back at him with very wide shining eyes. he then rips off the duct tape off, lewis jolting and making a weird face, the panel borders shaking from the shock, before lewis makes a different face like a grimace or like a cat would make after smelling something foul right before slapping the shit out of it. "sorry. you alright?" rami asks, holding a swiss army knife down near lewis's bound arm, the knife already out. "i- what- i will be? not important. what the fuck are you doing here??". lewis replies. "saving you, apparently. and your friend- sorry i'll get to you in a minute" "no really, why the fuck are you here? how did you find us? why did you come?" lewis says. this last panel is entirely black, aside from the speech bubbles. "you're the one that sent me the location. Is your friend concussed? They're not responding to me. Or you. And are either of you injured in general?" rami responds. "What? I don't think either of us are. And no, she can't hear you, just wave or something. Uh, not with the knife, like a friendly not about to kill you wave, like-" lewis's rambling is interrupted. "It's pitch black in here? Waving won't help?" end id]

edit: a bit late but forgot to mention: next con i have is on june 1st, at animangapop cardiff! feel free to say hi if you're going!

i've always gone back and forth internally if rami's supervision gave him better night vision or not but i'm going to go with yes, it does. lewis also has better night vision on account of his eyes being cat-like. jade has normal human vision unfortunatly. on the bright side (pun not intended), she can make her fingernails glow.

also, thought on book cover? tried a few ideas and this is what i came up with

[id: concept a book cover. mostly sketched, styalised like a corkboard with various photos, pins, ect. the front side (right) has a piece of torn paper with the title and a couple stickers, one star and the other rami's logo. below is a drawing of rami surrounded by eyes. the spine has a strip of washi tape, blue with star patterns, with the title and a "1" at the bottom. the back (right) has a few photos of various panels from chapter 1 and two, a top corner of a missing poster, a business card for iris's ice cream shop, pins of mindforce's eye, and pride pins of the asexual and transgender flags, and lastly a scrap of notebook paper with eye doodles (like iris's eyes), rami's logo, titled "blah blah blah" and placeholder text of the bee movie script opening. red string is scattered around. end id]

note: the panels featured will be redrawn (for the cover. the actual pages will not be) and the one on the front is just a placeholder. not sure what i'll change it to, but something with both rami and lewis.

so, this is fashioned similar to the back of the flyer i use to advertise my comic at conventions, it allows me to show off multiple things, allows me to put in easter eggs and similar, and it feels right, yknow? it looks like the same board i use for story planning, concept art, to do lists, and trinkets for conventions, ect.

i look up and i see my corkboard covered in all that, so it feels like me. like i'm already pouring everything i have into my comic, why not this? also, red string murder board. thematically appropriate, and similar to the one omen has. expecially fitting since they appear end of chapter two bonus pages, which is where issue 1 of the physical book ends (not including bonus pages)

anyway would love to hear your thoughts!

more rambling under the cut

keep jumping from task to task. eg started planning the cover. jumped from irl task to task and then got back but then needed to figure out 100% how big the book is page-wise, because spine width

so i go do the bonus pages first but despite me collecting all the stuff for that before i keep finding more. because i have been making pages for 7 years and worked on it for longer with just having them as ocs roatating in my mind

and, yknow, i am not an organised person at the best of times. and over the past 10 years, not much has been the best of times. so you can imagine the chaos i've gone looking through. most of it isn't too recent, because turns out i had a lot more time working to draw when i was still in school. and also right after school. also 2020.and most of it is bad due to me improving my skill over time! which is good but still. going to have to carefully pick out what to use

also unrelated but i want to make one of the exclusive kickstarter print rewards foiled because i just love how they look. specifically i want to do one of tsunami and the foil (silver or holo) being the sparkles his water does because it'd look cool!

[lyrakanefanatic]

https://www.reddit.com/r/TheInheritanceGames/s/aXvI2s1MTg

if i could shove my foot all the way down somebody’s throat, i would do it to this person.

OPEN THE LINK AND READ BEFORE HAND BTW!!!

okay. im gonna make this brief because this person literally pissed me off so badly and then they had the AUDACITY to mention gender roles.

they said “oh, if lyra was a GUY and stalked grayson hawthorne for a year, then got mad when he didnt pay attention to her” or some other bullshit. like how… HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO MENTION GENDER ROLES RIGHT NOW WHEN YOU ARE THE ONE BEING SEXIST.

idec. people hold female characters to SUCH a high standard.

first of all, SHE NEVER FUCKING STALKED GRAYSON??? she tried to get his number. thats it. she in no way harmed him and when he told her to stop calling, SHE IMMEDIATELY DID. grayson engaged in those phone calls, so dont act like hes a baby and lyra forced that phone down his throat. she didnt.

edit: i didnt add this bc i forgot but i have to mention this now

and since that person mention lyra being a stalker for GETTING SOMEBODYS PHONE NUMBER, then why dont we start being technical?

the hawthornes sending letter after letter to averys house about the will was stalking. grayson showing up at. her. school. just to talk to her about the will was stalking. but wait…. thats not right. it’s only okay when grayson does it!!!

AND EVERYTHING MENTIONED IN THIS POST ACTUALLY MAKES ME WANT TO DIE. “oh, but lyra was mad at grayson for not calling her back, yadayada” HEY. DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT THIS IS? SINCE YOURE SO SMART DONT YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT THAT IS? THATS SOMETHING CALLED A FUCKING FLAW.

YES lyra being petty is bad. but it was ALSO bad when grayson was outright rude to avery for no reason in the first book, or when jameson treated avery as a game again, FOR NO REASON in the—KEYWORD—first. book.

because guess what? do you wanna read what that says?

book 1! as in book 1 in a trilogy! as in square 1 for characters to learn to grow!

this bitchbag moaned and whined about lyra not being perfect. WELL GUESS WHO TF ALSO WASNT PERFECT IN THE FIRST BOOK OF THE TRILOGY THEY APPEARED IN?

grayson hawthorne.

jameson hawthorne.

OH RIGHT! THE GUYS THAT EVERYBODY IN THIS FANDOM D RIDES LIKE THERES NO TOMORROW!!

oh my god. you’re so right. if lyra was “half as intelligent as she claimed to be”, then she would have realized through her trauma and obvious depression that the guy who she had been blaming because she is a flawed character who is still growing wasnt at blame. YOU SOLVED IT!!!

guess what!!! if you would have clipped every one of lyra’s ��annoying and whiny” depressed thoughts and stuck them together but changed her name to grayson, i deadass would have thought that jlb wrote graysons pov of the inheritance games. you know why? OH RIGHT, BECAUSE THEY GO THROUGH THE EXACT SAME FUCKING HEALING PROCESS!

except everybody’s baby grayson DOESNT immediately get better at the end!! yeah, it took him 4 books to heal!! but oh no, lyra needs to be a perfectly healthy no bad days mother teresa #2 in the first sentence of her FIRST BOOK IN A TRILOGY for people to not raise their pitchforks!! fun fact: YOU ARE SEXIST!!

if you agree with this redditors points: you are sexist.

if you loved grayson even in the first book/even after you finished the trilogy but agree with this redditors points: you are sexist.

ALL IN ALL, THANK YOU TIG/TGG NON-TUMBLR COMMUNITY FOR BEING THE MOST SEXIST PEOPLE ON THIS PLANET, DONALD TRUMP WOULD BE PROUD 🫶🫶🫶

ps. im tempted to make a reddit account and reply to that post and ALLLLLL its comments, but just making this actually made my blood boil. like im being serious when i say that i had to stop mid writing. because im genuinely done with blatant sexism i cant stand it and i especially cant stand knowing that nobodies safe if even BOOK CHARACTERS are being targeted.

(also btw NO i dont think you’re sexist if u have genuine criticism for her character. but this wasnt that. this was blind hate and sexism because nobody nowadays has even a shred of literacy comprehension. there was a reply of a girl genuinely criticizing how she was written and i understand that, but this? this was genuinely sexist and it actually makes me mad that even book characters are facing harsh standards like this.)

[mammomlette]

OBEY ME YOUNGER BROTHERS AS SOULMATE TROPES!

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3(WIP rn)]

Includes: Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, GN!Reader/MC

Warnings: Spoilers for lesson 16 in Belphies (not explicitly said but obvious foreshadowing for a twist), implied manipulation (Belphies) (not sure if that needs a warning but better safe than sorry)

Notes: I’m still quite new to fanfics and Tumblr, and honestly just writing in my free time in general so constructive criticism is defo encouraged!! Also I won’t lie to you, Satan did seem a tad ooc erm…

SATAN: writing/drawings on hands appear on eachother

* As soon as you turned 18, you noticed small phrases and notes appearing on your right hand

* It started off with small things like “page 562” or “British shorthair.” Just things to keep as a reminder or to be able to search it up later

* However, as time went by, the notes became a bit more… concerning

* Concerning book quotes from old literature, sometimes in other languages, and nefarious plans to prank someone called ‘Lucifer’

* Your soulmate plans to prank the devil himself. Haha. What a great idea.

* You brushed it off for a while, appreciating the occasional cat fact or chapter reminder and just ignoring the angry words about Lucifer.

* Eventually, you began to build up the courage to respond. Small things relating to things your soulmate wrote, like cat doodles (good or bad as your art skill may be) or going over the writing of the reminder when you notice it started to fade

* Not knowing if it was your place to write down your own notes or just not quite having that amount of bravery, you still did those little things to let your soulmate know that hey, you’re there and you’re always reading what they have to say.

* Satan thought he was hallucinating.

* Thousands of years spent just jotting things down to remind himself of things at a later date, frequently on his hand, and suddenly things started to change?

* He had wrote “British shorthair” on his palm in hopes of being able to look it up later, and a few minutes later he looks down to his palm to search it up and sees a… cat?? It’s really not clear. It’s round, with two points on the top of its head… yeah thats a cat.

* He’s become so obsessed he’s hallucinating badly drawn cats, which is probably a cause for concern, so naturally he confides in his brothers about this and is comforted that no he’s not hallucinating, however cats are just randomly appearing on his hand.

* They continue to appear, circles with two triangles, some looking better than others and some with more odd features likes birthday hats or weird outfits

* He finally decided to read up on what could be happening and was quickly met with the term ‘soulmates’

* He had heard of this a long time ago from one of his brothers while he was still young (for a demon) and brushed it off as a fairy tale. Why had his soulmate only started communicating with his just now?

* He moved on eventually and time passed, a new human being introduced to his home and his family.

* It took an embarrassingly long time to realise that his human was also his soulmate, it wasn’t until you were both just chilling in his room and you were doodling something next to some words on your arm that he noticed a cat appearing on his own arm.

* “Look! The cat thing is happening!” He shouted, a lot more emotion out into it that he would’ve liked due to the sheer shock

* You stopped what you were doing and look at his arm, the cat drawing having ceased its being drawn while you stared at the cat, face turning into shock and then seriousness. Because that is the cat that you just drew.

* “Satan.” You said, just staring into his eyes without any expression

* “Yes, MC?” He responded, worried at your monotony. His mouth then gaped open and you showed him your arm, cat half doodled next to the words “page 236, sticky notes needed”

* You both just made dead eye contact for a second before your eyes both began to flick back and forth and your lips slowly started to quiver

* Both of your sweet laughters filled the room, how ironic that such a common book trope would be what flew under Satan’s nose for so long.

ASMODEUS: soulmate telepathy

* Ever since you turned 18, you had been hearing a voice in your head.

* Not necessarily in a concerning way! In the way it happens when you and your soulmate have both turned 18 and can finally communicate.

* At first, you thought that you were hearing things. Things like “Ooo, this would be a great touch to my outfit! ♡” and “Can’t believe my bath wasn’t 3 hours long today…” flooding your mind. Since when were you SO picky about your clothes and hygiene, even when not in the process of dressing or washing? And since when were your baths 3 hours?

* Quickly though, you realised that this voice wasn’t your own. It was a melodic sounding voice that felt like honey and most definitely did not belong to you.

* You had heard from your family growing up and your friends recently that once you had become an adult you would be able to communicate with your soulmate through your thoughts, proof of the bond your souls shared, thoughts intertwining together.

* You found that whenever you were deep in thought and rambling to yourself you’d be met with a “hon, slow down” in your mind or that whenever you were trying to figure out an outfit your soulmate would chime in to offer their expert advice without hesitation

* No hesitation at all, because Asmo had waited his entire life for this.

* Thousands of years of life believing that he had no soulmate, destined to forever be a player

* So long spent reading and gushing over cute romance stories where soulmate meet and finding comfort in romcoms about that very topic, and here he was finally with his own soulmate in his mind

* The way you would thank him for his advice before his mind went quiet from your thoughts again until you later told him how well everything went and the way you would ramble internally to him without even realising you were connected to his mind made his heart flutter, even without your face your voice and soul were beautiful

* One day he had been summoned alongside his brothers to the student council room to welcome the new human exchange student. It was a hassle that could be spent doing something more productive like his skincare or extra time in the bath, but he was still just so excited he had to tell you how excited he was to meet the new human!

* “New human?” You thought, but had no response from your soulmate before you appeared inside of a council room in front of 5 attractive strange men.

* You panicked and were kind of in autopilot mode as a tall man in all red introduced you to your situation and a slightly-less-tall man in black started to introduce you to his brothers

* You still had small responses in your shock, and a certain demon recognised your voice.

* You were immediately snapped out of autopilot when you heard the voice of the second brother you were introduced to, an admitted handsome man with slightly-pink-tinted light brown hair and stunning orangeish eyes said “Oh come now. Really? You should be that you get to introduce such a sweet and charming little brother like me!” And you froze.

* You looked like a deer in headlights to lucifer who was trying to introduce you to a blonde demon, but to Asmo, you looked like the most beautiful creature to ever walk the three realms (asides from himself, naturally) and the only person worthy of him.

* Asmo saw beauty in everyone, but everyone else paled in comparison to your face in this moment and your voice every other previous time he had heard it.

* He looked at you with knowing eyes and your eyes finally softened from your shocked face, finally understanding what he meant earlier by “new human”

* It would take time for you to get used to being in a new world with a demon as your soulmate, it would take time for him to get used to loving someone more intimately than as lust, but you both had eachother and the bond that ties your minds together and that’s all you needed.

BEELZEBUB: you share (some of) your soulmate’s pain

* It was growing unbearable.

* The slight yet constant ache in your stomach, a pit that was never quite full.

* For years you mistook it for your own hunger, not sure if you should be eating more or not

* It was always there, always something that disctracted you whenever you were left alone in silence or trying to sleep at night, always waiting for you to finish a meal just to make you feel that familiar ache again.

* It was just insufferable.

* It wasn’t just the hunger, though. There would be times where your muscles would ache like you had been working out without a proper cool down or your arms felt like they had bruised from defending or blocking against something

* You inquired with your friends about this and were just told that it would be your soulmate. You shared pain with your soulmate, and your soulmate always seemed in pain

* It wasn’t a pain that came from attacks or falling, just a pit that always felt so empty it hurt but could never be filled.

* Was your soulmate starving to death? You wished there was a way to help them, to soothe the pain, but without knowing who they are there was no way to fix it.

* As of present, you had been sent into the devildom a few weeks ago and had began to slowly feel adjusted to the devildom and your roommates and you had grown fond of one in particular: Beelzebub, the avatar of gluttony.

* You sympathised with him and his constant hunger since you yourself always felt a small bit of this hunger, even if you’d learnt by now that it wasn’t yours to fix

* So naturally, you hung a round him more

* You spent time with him whenever you could just because you wanted to, accompanying him to the gym or treating him to Hell’s Kitchen or even just sitting with him when he was lonely and missing his brother who had gone to the human world

* And it felt like every time you gave him the food you were craving so much, that pit in your stomach was filled just a bit

* Always there, never going away, but it felt just that bit more bearable and ignorable for a short while

* Who knew you were such an empath?

* Of course it crossed your mind of that Beel could be your soulmate, but what are the chances? You dismissed the thought whenever it appeared, not wanting to get your hopes up

* However, your hopes were validated one night in the kitchen with Beel.

* You were preparing him a small snack, just cutting up some devildom-style bread for him when you accidentally put your finger down at the wrong time in the wrong place and cut it

* You hissed at the pain, putting down the knife to look at your finger and you thought you heard Beel grunt.

* “MC, are you okay?” He inquired, approaching you to look at your finger while slightly cradling his own for some reason

* “Uh, yeah, I just need a plaster or something, would you mind..?” “Yeah, of course.” He continued to clutch his finger while reaching for the cabinet, letting go for a second to open it and grab you a plaster

* “Are you okay? You’re holding your finger too.” You were slightly worried by his mannerisms even though you didn’t see a cut on his fingers.

* “Yeah, my finger just hurt all of a sudden. It’s fine though. Here, I’ll put the plaster on for you.”

* You fell into comfortable silence as he opened the plaster and began pressing in down, but he pressed down a bit too hard which hurt you, causing both of you to hiss.

* “Seriously Beel, are you okay?” He nodded. “Yeah, it’s just like whenever you get hurt my finger hurts too.”

* Lightbulb. You realised finally that those slight considerations were valid and the connection you felt with Beel was real. The hunger you felt wasn’t yours and the reason it was numbed when you gave him food is because it was his.

* He seemed to have realised this too, because he paused and looked at you, slowly smiling.

* “MC, I just realised something. I think that-“ you cut him off with a kiss, smiling now too.

BELPHEGOR: you have a countdown until your soulmate’s death

* Surely there was an error in the system.

* Call you crazy but you didn’t quite think that 378,691,205,018 seconds is applicable to the human life span.

* You had come to the conclusion that your soulmate was either non-existent and the universe was fucking with you or they were some kind of non human entity and obviously both of these answers were stupid but at least the former was possible.

* You’d grown accepting overtime that you didn’t have a soulmate unlike how most of your friends did and that you’d never have that sort of unconditional love

* Not having a soulmate wasn’t unheard of, just uncommon.

* And you got the short end of the stick. That’s all there was to it.

* UNTIL you got randomly abducted one day into literal hell where pretty much all beings there loved for thousands of years.

* ‘Maybe I have a chance now?’ You crossed the thought out from your mind. First of all, these were demons and most of them had made attempts on your life at some point or another, and secondly almost all of them either a) didn’t have a timer, which meant no soulmate, b) had an insanely high timer that you’d never be able to reach or c) had already found their soulmate

* You sighed to yourself and began to lose hope again, walking up the stairs to the attic

* A short while ago, you had found a human locked in the attic, who had asked you to help him. You clicked, something in that moment just felt like it had been put in place like the final puzzle piece so you trusted him without really knowing why

* But you had even more recently found out from his brother that he was bulshitting you and that he was probably the demon Belphegor, so now you just wanted to figure out what was going on

* You continued to march up the stairs and finally arrived at the attic to confront him or at least question him

* “Are you Belphegor?” You cut to the chase not wanting to bother with any more of his lies.

* He was silent for a second before grinning, devilish look that you’d expect from the decent ruler or the underworld gleaming in his eyes as he said “Aww, so you’ve already figured me out, have you? Well, you’re no fun at all.”

* You glared, and tried to decide whether declaring he was a liar or asking why he was a liar would be a better idea

* But he spoke up again before you could decide.

* “That timer on your neck, what does it say?”

* You paused, not knowing the exact number. “Um, like, there’s hundred billion seconds-ish? Why?”

* “Because I’m a demon. I’m going to live long enough to fulfil that. Look at my timer, here. It has 13,140,014 seconds. No demon would live that short.”

* “And is thirteen million a lot of time?”

* “About a human lifespan, bit under.”

* You hummed. It made sense to you looking at it at the moment, though you could’ve sworn it was a little bit under your guess, you trusted him.

* Why? He lied to you about being a human, so why do you trust him?

* Because he’s your soulmate. There’s no doubt in your mind. The click, the need to trust him, even seeing him in your dreams. It was right.

* So you believed him, and didn’t give the thirteen million seconds much question. You were going to save him, save your soulmate.

* Because thirteen million seems like a long time, and I guess it was long enough for you to save him. Just not enough to do much more.

[frutiylaris]

Warhammer (40K and 30K) Youtuber Masterlist ("Good" At teaching/entertaining)

Hi there! This is just a masterlist cataloguing, in my opinion, the warhammer youtuber space and who can actually be reasonably trusted to give you lore/isn't terrible. This list is not exhaustive and very opiniated because I am, myself, a lore youtuber with a focus on citations and good info you can find yourself. My criteria may seem silly and too stringent on occassion but I run 5 servers, and hold the position of ""lore master"" in them, it is NOT a good role to have and in no way does it give me any more say on anything on the setting. My critiera is thus 1. Broad statements without backup < Bad 2. Fandom mentioned anywhere < Terrible, Lexicanum may be seen as "purist" but its better with how it handles sourcing. 3. Uncritical and wholesale reciting of fandom pages < Bad 4. Book mentions/Paragraph reading < Good generally, but a page number SHOULD accompany it. 5. Length < Hour long videos do not entice, they make people evade. If I can boil down an entire weapon into 15 minutes or less, you can too. 6. Community Fostering < How they foster their community and what community they prominently feature be it reddit, twitter (god forbid) blusky, tumblr etc. This critiera is not exhaustive and other reasons may apply. Ai is frowned upon because it harms the enviroment to an insane degree and is also FUCKING LAZY. Lastly, this list will be kept as up to date as possible and only include english speaking channels as I myself am primarily an english speaker. If you have a person you'd like to see added/researched please comment/reblog or send a PM The LIST in question: Luetin09 <- Length does not equate to quality nor does 30 years of experience/engaging mean you will get everything right. Terrible at actually teaching anything meaningful. That and selling fanon as canon on occassion, big no no. However, entertaining and good at argumentation on occassion. 4/10 Majorkill <- Swearing every few seconds doesn't make you entertaining. Doesn't think too much and very much a 'hype' man archetype. Attracts ""edgy"" types. However, exposed Arch, otherwise known as Arch warhammer, as a racist so additional point awarded. 3/10 OneMindsyndicate <- Dead in the water and uses Ai. 0/10 The Amber King <- Length does not equate to quality. Nor does neglecting your channel to mooch off podcasts make you look any better. 1/10 Mrbones40K <- Opinion focused channel on the setting as a whole. Bad source because of it. Also unironically using wojaks. Entertaining at the bare minimum. 4/10 The Remembrancer <- Quantity does not equate to quality nor does Length equate to quality either. Terrible source because of the content pumping. Entertaining and passionate but loses the forest for the trees. 5/10 Deadlifts for the dark gods <- Self-help focus on the channel, not bad, however unironically believes old warhammer was "better" and "soulful" Red flag, to me anyway, entertaining at minimum but terrible for 40K lore... also a shorts merchant, ew. However, defends fulgrim on occassion, additional point awarded. 4/10 Pancreasnowork <- You're not funny nor charming constantly shitting on warhammer 40K and claiming fantasy is the best thing since sliced bread, grow up. The personality of an in-universe eldar who thinks he knows better, thats the only lore accurate thing he has in his bones. Also stop whoring yourself out for dogshit sponsers. 1/10 Baldermort's Guide to Warhammer <- Channel name is misleading, however good hearted and focused on having fun with the setting and, though no citations are quoted, I can see Baldermort is trying his best to respect the setting. Terrible for learning lore, but very entertaining and has a good writing style. Focus on making fan works and you'll be okay. 6/10 The Ashen Hollow <- "Lore to sleep to" You can't absorb lore whilst sleeping nor retain said knowledge if you are tired. Length does not equate to quality either. 2/10 The 40K codex, imperial iterator, Scholars Lore, Lotara lore, The Forgotten narrator and Archivist Tenebrarius <- All of these are Ai. Grifters, the lot of them.

The Serpents Lodge <- Good hearted and passionate but terrible for lore, sorry lads. Entertaining but definitely on the ""edgier"" side of the fandom. 4/10 Astartes Anonymous <- Fulgrim slander is not looked upon kindly, joke aside. Terrible for lore and even attempts at teaching it, whilst good hearted, fall short. Mainly miniature and community focused, however shorts merchant. Very Entertaining at least. 5/10 This is the current version of list Ver_1.0, if you have anyone you'd like reviewed and added please let me know via a PM, comment or reblog.

[ethernetmeep]

i fell today, which reminds me of a past time i fell. i always forget whether i have told stories before or not here, in this general blog setting, but then i have to remember others are not like me & peruse archives occasionally. regardless, ill describe it briefly:

in a now abandoned middle school i went to when i was younger, there was cherry blossom trees & concrete. one day, i was exiting the front of the building & walking to my bus— i was holding a book, but i forgot what book exactly— & a girl bumped into me. i fell. hard. &, despite it hurting like hell, i went onto my bus. the school was not even really far away from my house, per se, but i didnt want to inconvenience my mother to drive the several minutes it would’ve taken, just like how i didn’t want to inconvenience the nurse or the girl who i bumped sides with. she asked if i was okay, which i grit my teeth & said yes, although i definitely was not. the bus ride was horrific— blood gushing, tissues used to try & stop the bleeding with pressure applied. did not work at all. eventually i healed & yay everything was OK, sure, but i remember that time for two facts: 1) i have always been a ‘endure must endure’ kind of person even in childhood & 2) i really so vehemently did not want to inconvenience anyone else to the point i still ended up doing so & scaring a lot of other children on that bus. in trying to not be an inconvenience sometimes you will be anyway— its just how social interactions work.

luckily, this time was not as violent. still fell, with my heavy bag reacting to earths gravity & bringing me to the ground, but there was no blood. simple scrape. its always on my knees! it was a small concrete ledge & own lack of spacial awareness. granted, this happens whenever i am around someone i care about deeply— pattern of happening twice. the first time, i did a cool rockstar adjacent slide onto the ground, though. stuck that landing & didnt really get injured. this time around it was obviously not a stuck landing.

however, what made me the most upset was my bracelet made by my partner breaking— it was only one bead which was truly broken, but still, unraveled into little beads. i picked up every one off the ground. a guy with glasses & a red hoodie & black hair helped me stand. he was nice. i believe he is the older sibling to a girl in my grade. regardless i remember texting my partner upset because of it & he, like any rational person, was more focused on if i was okay, & i like, the absurd fucked up lack of physical self-preservation person i am, really cared less about it.

even now, i hold earlier values & personality traits. i think of physical injuries as temporary but memories & trinkets & other peoples time as lasting forever… which is probably supposed to be the inverse. still, i have the awareness of this inverse for everyone but myself. im a weird outlier not because i think better but because i usually think im pretty Neutral actually. Thats just how i Am

[seasickzig]

Hey, I have a scifi WIP I've been working on for a long time and during a recent (and ongoing) flare of what I'm almost certain at this point is undiagnosed hEDS, I've decided to give my favorite character (he's the tritagonist and already has a whole plot around him) undiagnosed hEDS as well. Any tips for writing it? I'd like it to be subtle enough in the first few books that only other people with EDS would pick up on it qnd have it as a headcanon, and then bam! Actual confirmed diagnosis later on in the series when it's least expected. Do you have any advice for accurately and respectfully writing a character with undiagnosed hEDS? Thank you!!

Hi! Thanks for the question! I want to preface this by saying that my current diagnosis is Hypermobility Syndrome, and I’m waiting to see a geneticist for an EDS diagnosis!

I think the best way to write an undiagnosed character would be to write about how they cope with their symptoms before knowing that what they were experiencing isn’t normal. I knew I was flexible and got uncomfortable easily long before I realized that most people don’t feel discomfort and pain after staying in the same position for more than five minutes! I thought everyone felt similarly to me and just dealt with it a lot better.

Some things I did to cope with my symptoms before realizing they were abnormal were:

1) Ignoring it until I literally couldn’t anymore (leaving me stuck in bed/on the couch for multiple days after)

2) crouching/sitting on the ground anytime I came to a stop

3) Shifting my weight and swinging my legs while standing still

4) leaning on counters, walls, posts, anything that could get weight off my legs

5) taking frequent breaks, especially in the shade. One of my most obvious symptoms prior to diagnosis was heart issues and heat sensitivity!

6) stomach problems, random bad reactions to food that never upset me before, and maybe never will again!

7) Getting extremely fatigued after “simple” tasks like grocery shopping, or even cooking a meal. I need about 10-12 hours of sleep to feel rested.

8) never feeling comfortable! this is my main symptom that I struggle with. I can’t sit, stand, or lay in a position that is comfortable for more than a few minutes. It makes sleeping difficult because I need many pillows to support my body.

Some other things that you could include that I didn’t notice in myself until after doing research are:

1) thin/see through/flexible skin. A lot of people with EDS bruise or get cuts easily because our skin is very fragile!

2) scarring. People with EDS are more likely to form hypertrophic/keloid scars. Thats not always the case, I’m someone who scars very well, but I’m kind of an outlier there!

3) Low reactions to pain medications. Some people with EDS dont get relief from advil/tylenol. And many people with EDS have a high tolerance for local anesthetic! I’m good with general anesthesia, but if I need numbing shots at the dentist, i need more than 4 to feel results.

4) eye issues/migraines. Since connective tissue runs through your whole body, it can also impact how your eyes focus, and your pupils (light sensitivity). Many people with EDS also have Binocular Vision Dysfunction, where our eyes don’t work together to focus on things correctly. That can lead to migraines, car sickness (i get carsick just walking around without glasses), and anxiety around driving (especially at night and on the freeway).

I hope this helps!! Good luck with your book!

[mikodrawnnarratives]

if marissa meyer allowed phobia to get a read on maggie when he was still around i wonder if he'd say her worst fears have anything to do with losing control

1. First and foremost. Part of her powerset is being a telekinetic, an ability to literally control and move objects

2. She freaks out when she goes without her lucky charm which is the bullet that killed her, Keeping Her Bullet = security, keeping it with her is something she can control even if it isn't literally giving her good luck (i mean.. as far as we kno-)

3. One of the more reoccurring things in her character is the choices she makes that Adrian brings up frequently, "are you making good choices" it's been brought up more than once and being able to chose comes with having control

3.5 Maggie's survival instincts and choices are dictated by her control she can Control whether she survives via stealing and using her powers or by being a part of the renegades and having the benefits they provide.

She can't control the state of the Renegades, their popularity, or their future success. At least not alone. So she begins to distance herself from them, shown in the epilogue. It's in part bc she's decided the renegades aren't looking to be a good option anymore for surviving, in comparison to the benefits of being a thief on her own. Even if shes doing it at a more dangerous time when more ppl are gonna think of themselves as vigilantes including ppl that wont treat “villains” well Whatever happens to the Renegades, she's not going down with that ship.

I think there is more to her decision to leave than that, but I think it is part of it.

4. She hates when she's assigned work by the renegades, She made out having to deliver their mail in book 1 to be the worst punishment everrrr, not something she wanted to do at all. This in combination with Adrian's using chores to get her to give back Nova's bracelet, isn't exactly proof alone that she's scared of losing control, just at the bare minimum she doesn't like being without it.

Presumably after book 1, it looks like it was HER choice to be a part of the clean up crews and since it was in her control, maybe thats why she's not complaining every moment she's there (Adrian being glad she's doing it makes me think this isn't another punishment)

5. Aaaaallll that PLUS the fact that, out of ALL the characters SHE was the one the Puppeteer controlled. Yeah, she's the obvious choice from a writing standpoint since she's a kid & able to steal stuff without being noticed, go figure, BUT STILL. I like to think that the Puppeteer affected her more than she realized, it'd be so bad if he was alive and able to control her again, and it'd be the push needed to make her truly fear losing control

6. And even though Cinder's Adventure isn't canon, i choose to believe that when we see Cinder control Maggie it still shows something about maggie's character when she's the first to get her wits when Cinder stops using her power on them. That this is something maggie is very vigilant of.

7. In a way Callum's death can also tie into this because tossing the helmet was supposed to go one way where it fully saves the day cuz she made it so, Callum was the right person to give the helmet to and put her faith in to save things. But it didn't go that way because Maggie couldn't control the other factors, only herself

8. Then there's also the more meta stuff of the similarities she shares with ace and nova making it anyone's guess which direction she will go, which one she will choose.

and like, how this kind of fear for her would make her make bad choicessssss likkkeeeee her only relying on herself isn't a SMART choice, that isn't the objective way to go. But it sure feels better to maggie.

And an ig less strong reason (that i'll mention anyway) I could imagine contributing to this is whatever circumstances where like at the orphanage, and Maggie seemingly want to seem older (at one point she's described to scowl like she wants to seem older and isn't quite pulling it off) and it'd make sense, Maggie being a kid would always limit her ability to control things even if she didn't have a shitty childhood in the first place.

[rosewoodconch]

RWCH Readathon 2024: Day 7

Undercover Princess - Chapter 18

Road Sky Trip!!!

I really this this better introduction to Jamie, and the pairs relationship

Ellie being lowkey dismissive of his importance and saying hes "Harmless"

I wish i could skip through airport security like that

Jamie is so serious at this point, and every trace of his slight humour or sarcasm is gone, which really indicates how intense 1. He can be. And 2. The situation is

Everything about the palace being animalistic is amazing, like the gravel growling

I want so so so mcuh art of the palace, its so gorgeously described and its so ominous. I'd love to compare how its described in later scenes or books

Edwina my belived

I love all the house staff so so so much, theyre so.... i wanna be friends with them so so bad they must know so much drama

Lottie is so touristy shes so precious

The trial just looming over them is so ominous and i really love it

Lottie already wanting to help ellie and save her before knowing how so perfectly prefaces this trial

Jamie immediately prepping and briefing her on all the rules, then her prompty nodding, befire later ignoring all of them makes me giggle.

Ellie really isnt taking this seriously at all, where jamie is so deathly serious

If i was lottie i think id have fainted with fear at this point

Jamie is trying so so hard to help ellie and make her take it seriously

Ellie on the other hand only takes it seriously when someone she sees as a real threat is there.

Theres no time left. Thats it.

Im going straight into the next one because if i stop now i wont restart because its midnight so no summary im sorry

[ultra-raging-ghost]

Short discourse talk under the cut,

tl;dr twitter sucks and i wish a lot of viewers would stop shitting on players who take the pvp aspects of this event srsly instead of holding hands and eating flowers the whole time. I do wish the transportation system was better. Also its a much better experience if you dont int with the fandom and just watch the streamers

I try to actively avoid srs discourse and so far ive succeeded by like. staying off twitter but hearing second hand about the shit happening from the streamers themselves is kinda unavoidable esp when i cant tell when the conversations about it start/stops without watching the stream itself. but like.... some of those mother fuckers really suck?? Im a bbh main so im like mostly able to avoid all of that shit but twitter people (and some (VERY FEW) people on here) need to chill the hell out.

I really enjoy bbh as a semi villain for the purgatory arc because it fits his character, and the people he's been killing were having fun with it like....... jaiden literally got away whenever she was able to, and slime and bbh had a fun back and forth (which was oddly homoerotic????/jjjj) after bbh killed him, and the admins shooed bbh off when he did something they were trying to fix in the moment.

The cc's know their limits and when to chill out and the admins have shown theyre fully capable of doing their fucking job as admins and moderating the actions of the players and its really frustrating as a viewer when you have to hear cc's scold chat and twitter over and over and over again because grown ass people and teenage viewers dont know how to be mature and chill the fuck out over block game

its a game. you can kill people in this game of blocks where you build and do stupid shit with your friends. Its really disheartening when players are scared/apprehensive of playing the fucking game lest a thousand people on twitter lose their shit at them because they spawn-camped blorbo #7 like 3 times while they were both giggling and having fun and doing good banter.

i WANT the players to have fun. I want the cubitos to get worse, i want them to stop taking it super seriously i want all of them to take a page out of the fucking team names BALLS!?!?!?!??!!!!! book and start burning shit and having fun and building instead of being worried about what the viewers are gonna shit on them for.

I like bbh's cubito fucking murdering people in an event where 1. murdering people raises your points by a fucking lot and 2. its literally a task you can be assigned by the game itself. i want more fucking cubitos to start killing people like he has been, and creating fun banter and giggles about getting eachother back for it like etoiles and tubbo had the other day

the only reason i'd ever advocate for stopping the murder is because of how difficult it is to return to your body when you die. this is an easy fix, they literally have several mods that allow you to teleport around with portals and waystones and the thing i dont understand is why they havent introduced that into the event yet, especially when the cc's have expressed their out-of-game frustration about having to travel 10 minutes to get their shit. thats the only thing im really unhappy about in this event.

this events really fun, its a much better event if you dont look at any viewers's comments on the event and just watch the fucking streams. Its been a severely enjoyable event outside of twitter, and i was only incensed into this rant by tina, bad and tubbo talking about twitter on stream and being unable to avoid it.

[saudade-asylum]

seeing as how quarantine is about to end for me (i’m moving back to london for uni on october 3rd) i figured i’d make a bullet list of all the things i’ve done/learnt these past 6 months :)

——its gonna get dark kids——

• i put a brown box dye on my head and i have not been a brunette since 2014. thats 6 years. i hate it but i also like it????

• my depression is a lot worse than i thought :) and i think i may have something else along side that and i am in desperate need of therapy :))))

• if i don’t have false nails on i will immediately bite my nails down to nubs and when i run out of nail i will progress to the skin around my nail bed and further. there is no stopping it. i have begun to like the taste of the stuff that’s meant to make you hate biting your nails

• put on a stone but have lied to everyone and said i have not but my proportions have just shifted??? don’t know why everyone fell for that but hey ho

• my grandmother was into incest :) there is a chance my mum was born via incest :))))) i hate it here

• i started cutting

• i tried monster for the first time (ultra blue) and i really like it

• i don’t deserve friends and so when a minor argument started i decided to use that to cut them all off because i’m a horrible person and i really think they can do better than me but i really miss every friend i’ve ever had so i’ve been stalking instagrams like crazy

• turned 20 and immediately had a minor breakdown and promptly put all my money and effort into kidcore alt fashion

• i cannot have a single conversation about politics with my parents lest we have a horrible argument and i get my feelings hurt via their racist and homophobic comments that they will immediately brush off

• i’m a lesbian, i’ve identified as lit rally every label i could before i figured it out. even labelling myself as a trans guy and ace through a super cheeky combination of compulsory heteronormativity and not understanding what a real friendship is due to all my toxic ass ex friends and thinking every boy crush was a crush when i just wanted to hang out with them. rip (ace people are still cool though and i love them all they’re like the family of your ex gf who you still love and hang out with)

• i tried the pink monster and it’s fucking RANK

• i spent over £2000 (my student loan) this lockdown on useless mindless shit of which includes colouring books i haven’t used, a mini fridge, a shit ton of earrings, a shit ton of takeaways, every sims expansion pack, and several plush animals

• told my parents that i’d spent over £2000 and started sobbing so now they seem to be taking the mental health thing a bit more seriously and have agreed to let me go see my mates in london and pay for it which is actually nice :)

• my mate had to cancel and none of my other mates wanted to see me / weren’t in the area the one day i was down so instead i walked around for so long that both of my heels burst open

• i have left my hair brown the whole lockdown but now i’m going back to art uni in london and now im thinking i need to dye it something cool or no one will be able to tell i’m a) gay b) actually arty or they’ll just think i’m a background character and no one will talk to me

• since my last bullet point about weight i have gained another 1/2 stone and am now 17 stone. i have 47 days till i go back to uni and i’m not really sure what to do. i think if i could get back to my initial weight of 15 stone before i go back i’d be ecstatic but i’m not sure how realistic that is? i’ve done diets in the past that have let me lose a stone but not sure how to do it now cause i’m veggie??

• it’s my fault my mums in pain because if i wasn’t greedy and going to uni then they’d have the money to pay for my mums knee replacement and she’d be able to get a better job and make friends in a non toxic work environment

• the only reason my parents aren’t getting a divorce is because it’s too expensive - according to my mum

• i’ve given up on the whole losing weight thing because i’m honestly too fucking sad to stop using food to fill any disappointment in myself. it’s actually incredibly difficult to stop eating

• since saying i was giving up on dieting i’ve actually ended up eating less??? not sure what my brains doing up there but hey ho i’m liking the development

• started crying when a minecraft streamer said i was smart for a suggestion i made (wasn’t even minecraft related)

[ic3qu33n]

I realized that I needed to post something that isn’t private for once. I was having a little bit of a mental health situation that sometimes I need to work out on my own. I feel much better now. So finally here is:

“What is your parents story?”

pt.2 “my mom”

My mom is the second oldest of 4 children and the oldest daughter. Unlike my father she wasn’t abandoned but she was sheltered to a point of almost being in prison. My mom was born with blonde hair, hazel eyes and pale skin. To her mother she was as perfect as a porcelain doll. My grandmother treated my mom as if she were so fragile. She dressed my mom up in cute dresses, shiny shoes and always wore ringlets in her hair. My mom could play outside. My mother wasn’t allowed to have pets… let me back track a little bit. My grandmother was a very vain woman. She called herself the “Spanish Elizabeth Taylor”. She wore her hair short like Elizabeth and always dressed elegantly, she was always following the latest fashion trend. My grandmother never wore tennis shoes or tshirts and jeans. (even well into her 80’s she only wore pant suits and dressed as if she was going to a business meeting). From other family members I heard my grandmother was the woman that men would obsess about. She loved to go to dance. Thats how she met my grandfather. He was a marine, actually from Arizona and was home visiting before be stationed to Hawaii. They married quickly and had their son (moms older brother). Now this is the first rumor that follows my mom well into her 60’s until I do a DNA test that proves otherwise. My grandmother was pregnant before my grandfather left to be stationed in Hawaii. But my grandmother supposedly had an affair with another man she met at a dance. (Mr. B) So when she started to show after my grandfather left everyone in the family started the rumor and told my mother her whole life that she was a product of an affair. My mom being born fair skin and not looking like either parents she was treated differently. My grandmother became obsessed with the beautiful baby she had and kept her to herself. Soon after my grandfather had returned home. He loved my mother and said she looked like his mother (which we all know now he wasnt lying). Unfortunately my grandfather was killed in a car accident when my mom was only 5 months old. Everyone was upset but none more that her older brother who was 5 at the my grandfather passed away. He blamed my mom for whatever reason and tried to hurt my mom on many occasions. Then one time my grandmother finally kept him away from my mom when he tried to drown my mother in her bath. He was sent to live with family and my grandmother saw him every few days. My mom was 3 when my grandmother remarried. When my grandmother was pregnant with her 3rd child she finally had her eldest son move back home. He was almost 10 (4 1/2 years he lived with family) My uncle still had a resentment towards my mother, when she was 12 he threw a stick in her front wheel on her bike and she crashed into a light pole and then my mom had to had surgery done to her eye and this is where she starts wearing glasses. This is also when my grandmother stops letting my mom play outside. She’s not allowed to get dirty or hurt. So she stays inside and reads books by a window. (Today this is all my mom does, read books) she not allowed to have pets because they might maul her (which as an adult my mom bring home any and all animals she “finds”). My moms life became like that of a caged bird. Pretty and protected/ sheltered.

Anyway we will fast forward to when my mom meets my father, they were 19. My mom wasn’t impressed with my dad at first. But when she knew my grandmother hated him, she married him. Now my mom and dad are in this toxic relationship.

My parents both came from a very hostile, cold and distant family unit. So one thing they told us (their children) growing up was that they would always be there for us no matter if we are the biggest fuck ups in the world… we would never be turned away or abandoned.

Anyway there is so much to type out but I will end this here… I’m sure you will learn a lot about my family over time…my family will pop up in a lot of my “writing”.

[pao-pao-pao]

So why do you draw Sora so much? Is it just cause he's your favorite?

thats a very good question

i draw sora alot not only because he's my favorite but he's been the very person that has made me happy for a very long time. my parents played kh alot when i was a baby so seeing sora for the first time was one of my earliest and fondest memories. as i started growing up to like 3 to 5 years old, i began to develop this admiration in sora and i began to draw everywhere, in books, on walls, in my mom's notebook. i do vividly remember asking my dad to draw me a picture of sora, which he did and it made me want to start drawing more. fast forward to 2009, i got kh2, my first ever kh game as a gift from my auntie since she was the one who introduced it to my parents. i have absolutely fallen in love with sora at that point, nothing made me happier than coming home from elementary school and booting up the ps2. tbh when playing it for the first time, i only played to see sora but kh is a legimately fun game so it made it even better to see sora but also get some exciting gameplay and a good story too. my love for kh grew as the days went on but during a specific part of my life, the years of 2015 and 2016, i would experience a very hectic family situation that still has a impact on my life present day. during those times, i drew less and less but indulging in sora and kh helped me the most, it was my method of escapism from the reality i was living so it brought sora alot more closer to my heart than he already was. this was also during a time i was becoming a teenager and leaving middle school so not only was i dealing with family issues, but i also was dealing with school and changes in my body as well. all of it was so tiring but sora always made me forget about it all... temporarily, but it helped me. the problems persisted as i got older but became less frequent for me since i was then moved into a brand new home away from the toxicity during late october of 2016. then came the new year of 2017, which i think was around the time i made this tumblr. i was still a bit shaken from the past year but i did start drawing regularly again. i also started a new account on the kh amino since i only used my old account 1 or 2 times before. i dont talk about it alot here but before i started posting art here and on twitter, i got my start on amino. my old art can be found there and i think you can find some here too if you scroll down far enough. i drew all sorts of things but from what i saw, people liked it the most when i draw sora which i was totally fine with bc well, he's my favorite thing to draw ever. many artists i looked at and the people i hung out with on social media influenced my art behaviors alot, and still kinda do today, which also serves as a reason why some of my soras don't look the same. im gonna stop there bc there's a whole lot of stuff i could go on about but i wont bore u anymore lol, im very sorry for giving u my entire life story but i felt like u really needed to know why i draw him so much��😭😭

basically i draw sora bc i love him for who he is but he also brings me comfort and reminds me of happier days. he is that one piece of my past that i don't think i ever want to let go of.

tldr; i draw what makes me happy and sora is what makes me happy as a kid and still is what makes me happy present day

[wickedpact]

crim i have come to beg your talent for analysis

what are your thoughts on nicky and joe on the kill floor? because i can’t articulate it any better than THE SYNERGY THEY HOLD

its cool bc The Synergy™ is something you see with all of the immortals (gina calls it 'finishing each other sentences' when she talks abt the tog squad and fight scenes) but its especially potent with joe&nicky, which makes sense bc it seems like they spend more time together than the others do usually. (i imagine andy and quynh would be even more so, but we only have like 5 seconds of footage of them fighting together.)

[ive talked before (1, 2) abt how charming it is that joe jumps in front of nicky in the beginning of the fight so i wont go into that.]

but anyways the tog squad does these cute little teamwork kills, the murder equivalent of finishing each other's sentences (like gina says) one character disables an enemy and the other kills the enemy. you can see book and andy do one here. andy axes this guy, grabs him around the neck, then lets go of him a minute later so book can shoot him

what's cute is (if you dont count nicky sniping those 2 guys at once or joe slicing those other two guys with his sword while theyre outside) that joe and nicky Only do teamwork kills. there are 16 mercenaries in the kill floor and:

andy - kills 8 herself (3 with gun, 5 with axe) + 1 teamwork kill with book (pictured above, andy disarms, booker kills)

booker - kills 2 himself + 1 teamwork kill with andy

joe&nicky- joe kills 2 and disarms 3 / nicky kills 3 and disarms 2

1st guy: joe shoots him as he runs to nicky

2nd guy: joe smacks his gun, nicky shoots his thigh, joe shoots him with shotgun and drops it. dead

1st guy: nicky pulls his sword and finishes him off. dead

3rd guy: joe pulls his sword after dropping his shotgun and slices him under the arm

4th guy: nicky cuts him in the thigh

3rd guy: nicky cuts him across the chest. dead

5th guy: joe cuts him across the chest, nicky shoots the gun out of his hand then stabs him. dead

4th guy: joe goes back and kills him while nicky kills the 5th guy. dead

(also its worth pointing out that joe stops attacking 5th guy, does a 180, and attacks 4th guy, who nicky left hanging out behind him. i dont know how joe knew nicky left a guy there, maybe it was the force)

(okay also i said i wouldnt bring up the joe-running-in-front-of-nicky thing but i lied. another thing thats charming abt that bit is that its not actually in the movie- you can only see it in bts footage. HOWEVER after the kill floor fight when you see copley review the footage, what you see on his screen is just s i x different angles of the exact moment when joe runs towards nicky. methinks someone on the crew liked that moment. )

[itsthewritergal]

Don’t you ever forget it - D.M x Weasley!Reader - (ODD ONE OUT)

Can’t believe we’re at part 5 already!! I hope everyone is enjoying this story :) 

xx 

part 1

part 2

part 3 

part 4 

“How was dark arts?” Y/N asked Draco the moment he, Pansy and Blaise sat down on one of the plush leather sofas “Fine why?” Pansy asked “Come on!” She wined “I want to know it all, you got to see a Boggart today” She grinned tugging at Draco’s sleeve in an attempt to make him talk

“You’ve got your lesson tomorrow” Blaise said with a chuckle

“Please Draco” She said looking up at him expectantly “I’ll help you with your homework for a week” She asked hoping to sway him

“You’re a year below me darling, not sure you could be much help” He laughed opening his book and shrugging off his robe and tucking it gently around Y/N

“I’ve read all the care for magical creature books already. I bet I know more than you” Y/N said shaking off his robe with a huff “Lovers tiff?” Blaise grinned

“Don’t be stupid” Draco and Y/N snapped at the same time, then bursting into a fit of laughter

“Please Draco” Y/N said leaning into his side so that she could read the page he was on without having to strain her eyes

“What do you want to know?” Draco asked turning the page once Y/N had nodded to say that she was finished with it

“What was everyone’s boggart? What did you do? Was it difficult? Was it really scary or just a little bit? How do you say the spell prop—”She began

“Okay darling, slow down a little. You’re going to give me a headache” Draco laughed, placing his bookmark in gently closing the book. “Well Pansy’s was herself but she had lost all her wealth and clothes and her name,” Draco paused for a second “Blaise’s was Voldemort, and you just hold up your wand and say the spell, no it wasn’t difficult. It wasn’t too scary and  it’s riddikulus” Draco answered his fingers finding a way into Y/N’s,

“What was your Boggart?” Y/N asked studying Draco’s face as it contorted into a small frown

“I think we should play some exploding snap?” Blaise suggested butting in

“But—” Y/N started

“Good idea” Draco said, Y/N knew the conversation was over.

Y/N played a few games with the others but then opted instead to curl up next to Draco reading his book, she flicked past the pages as they played on. Draco draped his robe back over Y/N, it had become a habit for him. Y/N knew he only did it because she constantly complained about being cold, yet she couldn’t help but wish there was another reason. Draco winced as his hand crashed down on the table jolting his other arm

“Maybe you should stop?” Y/N suggested “You look like you’re in pain” she said gently

“I’m alright” Draco insisted

“Do you have any of that stuff Madame Pomfrey gave you?” She asked

“Run out” Draco said gruffly

“Come on, it’s not curfew yet. I’ll come with you and get some more” Y/N suggested standing up, wrapping Draco’s robe around her shoulders.

“I can go alone” Draco suggested, looking down at the cozy looking girl

“No way! Who doesn’t love strolling around Hogwarts at night. Anyone would say this place is magical” She laughed heading towards the door as Draco said goodnight to his friends.

— — — —

There was barely anyone around a few older students laughing as they headed back to their dorms from the library, a few first years laughing loudly through the halls, but not many people at all.

“Can we walk the outside way? I know it’s longer but the stars are out tonight!” Y/N asked Draco excitedly

“Definitely” Draco agreed although it was only to see the way Y/N grinned up at the stars as she named all the constellations wrong, Draco had taught her a few but she swore that she knew all of them. She didn’t.

“That one looks like a fish” She laughed pointing up  at the sky

“Thats the Bootes constellation darling” Draco said

“I know that one” She exclaimed pointing up to another group of stars “That one is Draco, you showed me that” She said

“You are right about that one” Draco grinned, it was one of his favourite memories of the two of them, it had been one of Y/N’s last nights before christmas and Draco had dragged her up to the Astronomy tower and showed her all the constellations he knew.

Y/N continued walking, they settled into a silence.

“Draco” Y/N started quietly as they reached the end of the courtyard

“Yes Y/N” Draco asked, Y/N turned onto the hallway where the hospital wing was

“What was your Boggart?” She said gently, looking up to Draco with kind eyes “I know Blaise cut in because you didn’t want to tell anyone, and if you don’t want to tell me thats fine but—”

“Maybe another day darling” Draco said quietly “It isn’t something I’m proud of” he admitted

“You don’t have to be ashamed with me” Y/N assured him with a firm smile

“I know, I will tell you one day. But not just yet okay?” Draco said knocking on the hospital wing door “Okay” Y/N smiled

“Mister Malfoy? Is that arm giving you trouble?” Madame Pomfrey asked

“A little” He started

“It’s more than a little, he’s just being stupid” Y/N said giving Draco a warning look for his lie

“Understood Miss Weasley, give me a minute” She said with a chuckle

“You know you shouldn’t lie when it’s hurting you” Y/N Said firmly to Draco

“That’s why I brought you along, you always know what I need to say” Draco grinned

“Does it hurt really bad?” Y/N asked her fingers tracing the sling which had been signed by all his friends. Y/N’s name was in the middle, where Draco had requested it to be.

“I’ve had worse” Draco laughed, Y/N frowned her mouth opening then closing as if she had decided against saying anything. Draco draped his good arm over her shoulder, pulling her into a half hug. Madame Pomfrey appeared again, and placed a vial into Draco’s hand, with a curt nod she turned and Draco and Y/N were left alone again.

“We better get back, we don’t want to get caught past curfew” Y/N said gently.

— — — — — —

“Now as you all already know, today we will be meeting our Boggart’s” Lupin said with a smile, Taylor nudged her elbow, grinning with excitement. Y/N stood towards the back of the class listening intently as Lupin explained the spell and the proper wand movements. Y/N followed along with the tutorial excited to finally find out what her true Boggart really was. She had her suspicions but she wanted to know for sure. Ginny was first the Boggart twisted with a whirling sound and turned into a black diary which lay open with the gruelling face of Voldemort above it, with a shaky voice Ginny spoke the incantation as the Boggart turned into the grinning clown that Y/N recognised from their shared bedroom. Ginny’s friends clapped her on the back, and she smiled proudly as she skipped towards the back of the class. The Boggart turned into spiders, clowns, and voldemort more times than anyone dared to remember, then Y/N stood in front of the black whirling shape.

In an instant the sorting hat sat in front of Y/N.

“You really are a true Slytherin, I never thought I’d see the day a Weasley was a Slytherin. You’re parents must be so disappointed” The hat sneered

“Remember the incantation Y/N” Lupin instructed but the words fell flat inside Y/N’s head

“This is why you don’t go to any family events, they’re ashamed of you. They all hate you. You’re a true Slytherin, destined for evil”

“riddikulus” Y/N said her voice barely above a whisper

“You can do this Y/N” Lupin said gently “Once more”

“Riddikulus” Y/N said stronger this time and the hat spun and turned into the night sky filled with stars, the same one which Y/N and Draco saw last night.

“Well done” Lupin clapped as Y/N moved towards the back of the class, the Gryffindor girls giggled as she stepped towards her sister who turned her back on Y/N.

“Even her boggart knows exactly what she is” One girl snapped, Y/N picked up her books from the desks which had been pushed towards the back of the class and slipped out of the door. Professor Lupin decided against making a bigger deal of what he knew was a sensitive topic.

— — — —

Y/N hadn’t spoke to anyone, not even Draco. She sat picking at her food on the plate in front of her. Draco kept trying to pull conversation out of her but he wasn’t having any luck. Her Boggart had been the topic of conversation on all the house tables, it wasn’t often someone had to live with their worst fear everyday but of course Y/N Weasley was hardly normal.

“Y/N, do you have a minute?” Lupin asked tapping her gently on the shoulder, she nodded and followed him out of the Great Hall. The hallways were practically empty as Lupin lead Y/N down to his office, making small talk which Y/N didn’t feel the need to respond to. She wasn’t trying to be rude, she was just trying to hold her pieces together. Lupin’s office could only be described as comfy, he had two warn down armchairs which he sat himself down in, and gestured to the other one where Y/N sat tucking her legs underneath her and wrapping her arms around her knees.

“I’m sorry” Lupin said,

“What for? I don’t understand Professor” She said

“Having to live your fears every day. That takes some courage and extreme strength” He said with a warm smile, the kind of smile Y/N had seen on her mothers face when she spoke to Y/N’s siblings

“It’s fine, the Boggart got it wrong” Y/N said, she had half convinced herself it was true

“It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about playing part in here. Slytherin isn’t a bad house you know” “How can you say that?” Y/N asked

“You choose your own path, good or bad. A smelly, old hat doesn’t get to tell you whether you are evil or good,” Y/N let out a little laugh “I had a friend when I was at hogwarts, who’s entire family was in Slytherin and he was put into Gryffindor. He did everything he could to trick the teachers, his parents even his friends into thinking that the hat got it wrong, but it never worked. He was one of the greatest wizards I ever knew”

“But he was in Gryffindor, I’d rather it was that way round” She huffed “Everyone thinks I’m evil”

“Come on Y/N do you really think that of yourself? That you’re evil? That you’re destined to turn to voldemort”

“No” She said quietly,

“Then that’s all that matters.”

“How do you do it?” Y/N asked quietly

“do what?” Lupin asked blankly

“I know what you are, how do you cope with the prejudice” She said gently “I know it’s a little different with your condition and mine but how do you do it?” “You have to know exactly who you are and what you stand for” Lupin said with a smile “How did you find out?” He asked curiously

“Charlie gave me a book on werewolves when I was younger, I noticed it after the first full moon. I haven’t told anyone so don’t worry”

“You’re a very smart witch Y/N Weasley. Don’t you ever forget it”

Y/N stood up and left feeling a little bit taller than she had before.

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Fanfic and more generally fandom and media has meant everything to me and has brought on HUGE positive change in my life.

For me the main takeaway is that ANYONE can write fan fiction and publish it to be read for free. Its accessible for readers and writers in two ways:

1) a writer can get into writing, expressing themselves, getting their message out into the world, and honing their craft with the bolster of having characters and/or worlds that they are already familiar with rather than starting from scratch. A reader can also focus on reading something they already know they'll like (like the characters or the world) and easily and accessibly discover not only new genres and stories - but also new ideas, perspectives, and lifestyles they may not get to experiences or learn about as much in traditional media because -

2) writing and publishing is a very gate kept career/passion. With traditional publishing, you run the risk of publishers not finding your work good enough to publish, or too scandalizing or not wanting to tell those kinds of stories. With self-publishing its a big personal investment of money and time personally trying to promote your book and possibly never getting a return on that investment - making it harder or impossible to sustainably keep trying to publish your own works. With fanfiction you can tell these stories very accessibly and with no one telling you what you can or cannot write about. And all of it is accessible to readers who can learn about radically different perspectives and stories that publishers aren't willing to print.

I've learned so much just by reading fanfiction - about judaism, black culture, queer culture, chronic illness, alternative lifestyles, what it's like to be homeless, what it's like to face abuse, and so much more. Now mind you I didn't get ALL my info from fanfiction, but fanfiction opened the door for me to go and gather information on my own.

Specifically for me, Wolfstar (Remus Lupin/Sirius Black) fanfics have made a HUGE impact on my life.

I would have never been interested in hockey if it weren't for Sweater Weather by @lumosinlove . But because I loved Wolfstar I read it and now I'm a hockey fan in real life.

I didn't know anything about cystic fibrosis until I read Text Talk by merlywhirls.

I have considered such interesting and complex perspectives on corrupt systems/governments and rebellion as well as a myriad of different sub-cultures by reading Marginalia by @spindrifters

But perhaps the best thing fanfiction has ever done was teach me about me.

When I was in the early years of high school - I was homophobic. I had a jamboree of events that led me to that point, but thats a story for a different time.

I was the type of person who would see people shipping a same-sex pairing in fandom and be like "ugh, why do people always have to make things gay?"

But then came Wolfstar.

The fanart I saw stopped me in my tracks - because I had never considered that before and it actually... made sense. Looking back at the books and their interactions... I was compelled.

And so I read my first fan fiction of them. And before I knew it, I was a full blown shipper.

Through those stories I learned about queer culture and different identities. I identified with it in ways I didn't quite understand. I grew much more accepting of gay ships and queer people and cultures all together.

One day I thought to myself "if I'm gonna be a good ally, maybe I should question my own identity - do I like women...? Mmmm, no. Do I like men...?"

....

"No."

I learned what asexuality was through fanfiction, and eventually I learned that the way I thought about women wasn't particularly not-lesbian.

So yeah, fanfiction has completely changed my life for the better. It's a huge part of me. And this is just what I can coherently put together right now.

⤷what has fanfiction given you?

hi alllll!! i'm writing this in the byler tag bc i know i lot of people here read and/or write fanfiction:

my peers and i are about to hold argumentative speeches for our national tests, and i have chosen to speak about the positives of fanfic. it often has such a bad rep of being cringe, dumb, unnecessary etc. amongst people not in fandom communities, and i'd like to argue for its good aspects - aspects which i think many of my classmates might not have reflected upon or experienced.

so, i thought, why not turn straight to the source? to those of you who read/write fanfic: do you feel there is anything in particular that fanfiction has contributed to your life?

i'd love to hear what people think about this - fandom spaces are just so special to me ♡

[biderboy]

marauders raising the weasleys part 7 !!!!! (long awaited i’m so sorry but here it is)

- james has gotten each of the kids their own stuffie and they’ve all absolutely adored it , charlie got a dragon (“actually, i think it’s a lizard dad”) percy got a lion, fred and george both got cats, ron got a turtle, and ginny got a giraffe !! they all treasure them, yes even bill, who takes his stuffed cow to hogwarts with him

- lily has a habit of taking pictures and videos of the kids for memories, and so for mother’s day or her birthday, bill takes her camera and films all the kids rambling things about her that they love !!! (ron; “i love mommy’s hair!!” , fred; “mom dances with me around the kitchen!!” )

- when bill was little, he’d get anxious around people and they had to commute to get to his school, so sirius would let him trace words and stars on his arms to help him calm down !! even as a teenager, bill still gets anxious and you can 100% find him seated next to sirius, tracing words and sirius rambling off “did you just trace fuck on my arm you menace”

- the “baby star” charlie has never ever ever been embarrassed of his nickname and one day went to school with tiny star stickers pressed on his cheeks and refused to take them off all day

- ^ he wanted to go as a star for halloween one year but settled on being a cowboy

- percy had to do a project on the solar system one year, but the kids kept bother him when he tried to work on it, so he made them the solar system. charlie was the sun, ron was earth, harry was mercury, ginny was pluto, fred was uranus, george was jupiter, bill was mars! (and yes, the boys joined in james was saturn, sirius was venus, and peter was neptune)

- percy got a 100% simply because remus talked to his teacher before hand and honestly, the project was what was asked of him

- uncle regulus steals a kid for a day !! he does steal one quite often, and they always come back sun kissed and candy filled and they ramble on and on about how “uncle reggie took me to the beach !! we made shell necklaces look mom look !!!”

- speaking of, regulus 100% has pictures of each kid in his wallet because he loves them and shows off his niece and nephews to anyone who listens !! and he takes them whenever he can and teaches them about the stars and wishes and shows them pranks to pull on sirius

- peter got roped into being the parent to go to parent-teacher night for all the kids (bet gone wrong) and he had to explain to fred’s, bills, and ron’s teacher that he was not a single parent and he did not need advice, he was perfectly capable despite the fact that george switched places with fred on the way there

- GEORGE HAS A FLOWER COLLECTION AND A FLOWER FOR EACH OF HIS PARENTS !! everytime he sees that specific flower he has to pick it and rush home to give it to them !! “daddy look look ! i got you a flower!”

- charlie and james do infact what the sunrise every morning because they’re the first people up !!! james makes charlie some hot chocolate (“extra mallows please!!”) and they wrap up in a blanket on the porch !! james tells charlie stories , or sometimes they sit silence, but it’s one of their favorite times of day !! (sometimes remus wakes up and joins them !)

- peter broke his arm once and ginny and percy decorated his cast and would get super mad if anyone else tried to write on it !

- ron really likes to act like he’s a zombie, for some reason (it’s sirius’ fault) ans makes james run around the house so ron can try to catch him

- fred at some point picked up an american accent and talked with it for weeks , lily has no idea where he got it but she 100% joins in because it irritates the boys and puts a huge smile on fred’s face

- JAMES TEACHES BILL AND GINNY HOW TO PLAY THE GUITAR AND GETTS TRHEM GUITARS FOR THEIR BIRTHDAYS AND AT SOME POINT THEY START PLAYING HIM SONGS AND HE DOESNT CRY (yes he does)

- as ron gets older, the nickname “jellybean” doesn’t stick, but lily is the only person that is allowed to call him “bean” ; “bean, come here let me fix your hair” , “james stops thats bean’s book!!”

- ginny takes a little too much after remus , and her “anger issues” are very much present from an early age, so remus himself works with her on how to properly calm down and convey her emotions !! he finds that taking her on broom rides helps a lot, so despite not liking flying, he still does for his little girl !!

- charlie only eats grape flavored candies and so peter has a tiny pouch full of grape flavored suckers and candy labeled with “star’s sweets” that he takes everywhere

- peter is also the one you can see most with the bay carrier, as he almost always has ron or ginny strapped to his chest , and he looks like a suburban dad but he’s the absolute greatest with the babies (better then james and remus atleast)

- the marauders have “dad #1 , #2, #3 , and #4” sweaters that they wear at any school event and when lily can’t make it they look like stressed gay parents trying to cope with 8 kids and they never correct the assumptions