#but yeah i just keep thinking it is her bc she's the only one...

[guavacheesecake]

I’m not sure if it’s a post-binge delirium or major cope, but my I’m higher on sydcarmy than ever before. Like they can’t be further apart than ever before, Carmy is literally leaving the restaurant and like 90% getting back with his ex, yet somehow this situation is RIPE with opportunity.

Ugh, like where do I begin…..

1. We don’t have Syd and Carmy entangling their potential relationship with the business. Carmy’s “I’m your friend” confession feels so good because yes! they can finally be friends for once (an important foundation for a relationship) instead of this trepidatious boss / coworker situationship that could have played out if Carmy stayed on. It’s wiping the slate clean for them to be together over mutual admiration / care, not because a restaurant is legally forcing them together.

2. Sydney will not have to bear the brunt of Carmy’s #healing era. Unfortunately for her, Claire will. Hear me out, season 4 really highlighted for me that the Claire/Carmy scenes suck because Carmy and his woes just take up that whole fucking relationship! Poor Claire is forced to be his emotional support lap dog, and just doesn’t get any opportunity to shine in that relationship while Carmy is wallowing in despair. And like usually I love relationships where characters find healing through love but it’s so painfully one-sided that it would be so! much! more! upsetting if they subjected Sydney to Carmy’s sad white boy bullshit at this point. I do think Sydney will play a pivotal role in Carmy’s healing era, but it will be to help him rediscover his love for cooking. A mutually shared passion that can organically grow their relationship instead of feeling like it’s forced.

Claire being continually written as the “love interest to make Carmy feel less bad about himself” / “love interest to just show off that Carmy has a soft side” is crazy work, like why do the writers treat her that way, she deserves more !!! But at least we are not sacrificing Sydney’s individual character development to being part of Carmy’s emotional cleanup crew

3. Like Ebra, we get to “create opportunity” with The Bear post S4. We may not get a S5! But we now have is all our characters on an upward trajectory to greater versions of themselves. And even better, the restaurant still has a fighting chance! We have a prompt ready to be filled for all the fic writers - how will Carmy help the gang get out of debt? How will Syd step into her role as the new owner of the restaurant and lead the team? Will they get that star??? (A star fully earned by Syd now too). I’m so excited for Sydney moving forward. Like it’s HER restaurant now and she has such an incredible team or at this point family supporting her. Not to mention, an “older brother” figure who she may or may not have a crush on (clock it TJ!) that can support her from a much better place.

Bonus 4th point for me: in terms of my fanfic tastes, I always gravitated towards more messy sydcarmy dynamics and that final argument between them really underscores that messy sydcarmy hits different 🚬 like canonically I want a healthier relationship for them which can still happen, but I also love canon giving me evidence of how good their chemistry is when shit gets messy too. Like shit, I might even get over my cheating ick and start reading those fics where Carmy cheats on Claire for Syd bc yeah it could totally happen now LMAO. like walk with me, Carmy “retires” and gets together with Claire AGAIN, promising Claire his full attention like he did to Sydney/the restaurant in S2. Only this time, he keeps on coming back to the restaurant and ditching plans with Claire to help Sydney out bc that man is devoted to Syd’s success he will do anything to ensure Syd won’t fail. The inverse of S2 playing out would be sooo fucking delicious

[ludrift]

❝ SEMI-CHARMED LIFE. ❞ s. geto.

TRACK TWO . . . "this charming man"

𝄞 "i would go out tonight, but i haven't got a stitch to wear." - the smiths.

synopsis . . . both you and your friends seem confused by suguru's sudden interactions with you. brushing it aside, you try to continue on with your life. until satoru forces you to go to their show, where suguru is the lead guitarist. not only does he occupy your thoughts, but that picture of him is still sitting in that special folder on your laptop.

contents . . . 18+ content, minors dni. fem! reader. non-canon compliant. high school au. skaterboy! suguru. 2006. fluff (ish). very very minor satoru x reader. suguru is a little awkward. satoru is giving mixed feelings?

a/n . . . hi! this might feel rushed but its bc i was trying to get this out to you guys as soon as possible. decided last minute to put them in a band bc its 2006 and they're grungey freaks? as always lmk what u think (and hit up the spotify playlist) wc: 2k

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“But it was like, completely out of nowhere.” You say, your back on the mattress, head facing the ceiling. Lazy string lights hung from the walls, spanning across Shoko’s bedroom like a spiderweb.

“I mean, yeah. That is odd.” Shoko agrees, her fingers fiddling with the necklace that she was unsuccessfully trying to untangle. “But, maybe he just thought to introduce himself because you guys are in the same class now?”

You shake your head. “No, no. It was weirder than that.” You murmur, thinking back on the conversation you shared with Suguru this morning in photography. After that class, your whole day seemed to pass by in a blur, your mind scrambled. The conversation felt casual, but it also felt like it came out of nowhere. It was almost as if he had rehearsed the conversation before actually having it. You couldn’t tell whether that was a good thing or not. 

“He was like… I’ve seen you around with Shoko and Satoru before.” You scoff. “No fucking duh.” You roll your head to the side to look at Shoko. “I’ve literally only hung out with the two of you the entire time I’ve lived here.” You shrug, your fingers twirling in the end of your braid. “And then he was all like, oh I can help you with your shots and stuff but they’re really good.” You try to imitate him, failing miserably. You keep rambling on. “And I was thinking, like, obviously my shots are good. Have you ever met me?” You groan. 

“Well, newsflash,” Shoko starts, her words ending abruptly with a giggle after you glare at her. 

“Shut up.” You mumble. “I mean yeah, sure, he’s cool. And I’m glad we’re talking to each other for once instead of just pretending the other doesn’t exist. But.. why now?” You squint, your thoughts getting jumbled up. “We graduate in, like, 9 months.” You scoff, trying to think. 

“Maybe that’s why?” Shoko starts. “I don’t know. I mean, I know Suguru, but he isn’t usually very open with his emotions and everything.” She shrugs, a soft sigh falling from your lips. 

“Whatever.” You say, dropping the subject.

By the time you were walking back home, it was dark. The warm lights illuminated the streets as the sounds of crickets and distant wind filled your ears. It was warm and humid. It was peaceful.

Your front door opened with a creak, the old wood slamming into the door frame as it shut behind you. Your wooden steps whined as you climbed upstairs. A sigh of relief escaped your lips as you shut your bedroom door behind you, safe in the sanctuary of your room. The air conditioning buzzed in your ears, a constant background noise that you had learned to tune out. 

The USB inserted into the side of your laptop with a click as you logged in and started going through the rest of your photos from this week. Your personal favorite was the one of Shoko walking along the old train tracks last Saturday night. Her arms out to balance herself and the flash shining on her back and the metal of the tracks beneath her feet. The dark sky above her was flooded with stars. 

Your adoring trance is broken by a light “ding” coming from your cell. You flip it open and see one new message from Satoru.

“Want to tell me why Suguru suddenly wants your number?”

It dings again. 

“Is there something you’re not telling me? ;)”

You groan, pressing the call button. You did not have the energy to type out a full explanation for him.

“Hey, gorgeous.” He purrs in that insufferable tone he uses every time he tries to helplessly flirt.

“Satoru. Shut up.” You quickly shut him down. “What was your text about?”

“Someone’s grumpy.” He mumbles before continuing. “Nothing. Just the fact that Suguru was talking about you all of a sudden. Said something about photography class, your number, blah blah blah… I kind of tuned him out after I heard your name.” You swear you can hear his smirk through the phone.

“Did you give it to him?” You ask, leaning back in your chair.

“Give him what?” You groan at his stupidity.

“My number, idiot.” You yell through the phone.

“Obviously not.” He says plainly.

“Why?!” You whine, more pissed off than you had been originally.

“Because.” He replies, immediately changing the subject. “So, are you guys friends now? You and Suguru?”

You think. “I mean, I don’t know. We spoke to each other in class, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Fucking finally, jeez.” He sighs. “I swear you guys have known about each other for years and you have never spoken. Pretty weird if you ask me. Plus..” He trails off, mumbling something you couldn’t hear. 

“What?” You ask, almost yelling into the phone again. 

“Nothing. Just glad you guys are… friends?” He laughs. “Anyway. I’ll see you tomorrow. Make sure you bring that jacket I let you borrow last week.”

You sigh, glancing back at the brown, worn, jacket that Satoru had let you borrow when you went to his band’s show downtown. The band that Suguru also happened to be in. It was like you couldn’t escape him recently.

“Okay. Bye.” You say as you flip your phone shut. 

You make your way to the corner of your room and grab the jacket off of the edge of your standing mirror. You hold it in your hands, the worn fabric rippling beneath the touch of your fingers. Bringing it up to your face, it smells of cologne and smoke, hints of your perfume scattered through the scent. Basically, it smelled like Satoru. The scent that would flood your senses when he pulled you in for a hug or put his arm around you. Shaking off the weird feeling that overcame you, you throw the jacket over your backpack so you remember it in the morning and get yourself ready for bed. 

The morning is a constant routine. Soft music plays from your CD player as you finish dusting on your blush and start glossing your lips. Your fingers curl into the sectioned pieces of your hair as you braid it back, pulling a few strands loose in the front. Your tight cable-knit long sleeve was pulled over your white tank, the hem reaching your hips, a jean skirt on the top of your legs. The smell of your perfume is quickly enveloped by the scent of Satoru’s jacket as you scoop it in your arms and throw your bag over your shoulder. 

“Hey.” Shoko greets you with a yawn as you shut the door to her Civic. An easy routine that you quickly fell into. You sigh and place Satoru’s jacket on your lap as you buckle yourself in. 

“That Satoru’s?” She asks, her eyes on the road as she pulls out of the driveway. 

“Yeah. He let me borrow it last week for their show.” You hum, Shoko nodding out of your peripheral. The smell of her car was nostalgic and comfy, discarded cigarettes and papers scattered around the back. The familiar turn into the school lot jolts you out of your tired trance, a groan falling from your lips as Sho parks. You two exchange easy conversation as you walk up to Satoru, Suguru, and a few of the other people they hung out with. 

“Toru!” You yell, walking up to the group. The head of white hair turns to you with a smile as you approach him.

“Hey, thanks.” He takes the jacket from your hands. “I would’ve let you keep it, but it’s my favorite.” He says with a wink. You scoff and roll your eyes, about to walk away before you see Suguru walk up beside him, his board under his arm.

“Hey, Y/N.” He says smoothly, his eyes gliding along your frame. You shoot him a small smile. 

“Hi, Suguru.” You glance at his shirt. A worn graphic tee with “The Smiths” printed on it. “Nice shirt.” You gesture toward it nonchalantly, meeting his gaze again, Satoru seeming like a character in the background. 

“Thanks.” He says, almost surprised. “You like The Smiths?” He quirks a brow before you giggle softly. 

“I love them. They’re one of my favorites.” A smile stays on your lips as you try to continue the conversation, Satoru’s loud voice cutting you off. 

“Sorry to break this up, but we do have a show tomorrow night. Don’t we, Suguru?” He jabs his elbow into his gut, eliciting a groan from the dark-haired teen’s mouth. He seems to come to his senses before going off of Satoru’s words.

“Yeah, we do.” 

“Andddd, you’re coming.” Satoru pokes at your shoulder as you groan. “You don’t have a choice!” He says, his stare almost lethal. 

“Fine. I’ll see you tomorrow night.” You huff at him. “You too, Suguru.” You smile softly before heading inside and making your way to English, not missing Satoru’s irritated look toward his best friend.

You spend your Friday night at home editing your pictures on your laptop. The slow software was making you almost rip your hair out as the soft sounds of crickets and whistling trees echoed outside your window. After a long while of tweaking and changing the exposure and the lighting of your photos to perfection, you force yourself to sleep. Not without feeling a strange excitement bubble in yourself for the show tomorrow night. It’s weird. You never really felt like this before. Was it Satoru? Maybe it was the thought that Suguru would be there. But he’s always there. He’s literally the lead guitarist. Things just felt different lately. You force your eyes shut and shove away your thoughts. 

Getting ready for the show is a blur. Loud music playing through your room as you squeeze a low rise mini skirt over your thighs and pull a dark blue top onto yourself. You smear your eyeliner and cover your lashes in mascara, glossing your lips as Shoko continues to blare her horn from your drive way. You groan and spray an unhealthy amount of perfume on yourself, coughing as the strong scent invades your throat. You grab your camera bag and take one last look at yourself before padding down the stairs quickly, not bothering to shut your door or turn off your music. You grab a worn leather jacket and shrug it over your shoulders as you walk out of the house.

Shoko gives you a look as you fall into the passenger seat, a huff of air shoving itself from your lungs. 

“Who you looking this good for?” She smiles and glances along your figure. 

“Nobody.” You shrug, looking out the window as Sho laughs and turns up her music, a lit cigarette smoking between her fingers. You watch as her glossed lips purse around the cigarette, smoke flooding from her lips and out of the open driver’s seat window. The drive is relatively quick, the cramped lots downtown irritating Shoko as she tries to find parking. 

The dingy venue is filled with people, a handful you recognized from school. You and Shoko make your way through the dense crowd, the dim lighting not helping as you gripped onto her hand for support. The crowds always surprise you, considering they were just some amateur cover band. As the two of you shoved your way to the front, closest to the stage, you saw them. Satoru was adjusting his mic stand, Suguru was tuning his guitar, someone who you knew as Choso was on drums, toying with his wooden sticks idly, and that big guy with the pink hair was grumbling about something as he clutched his bass to his torso. Sukuna? You had heard his name in passing, and you were sure you had a class or two with his younger brother. 

You and Shoko talk mindlessly before Satoru steps up to the mic and speaks. Your mind filters it out as your eyes follow Suguru, who was looking at his best friend tiredly. As they begin playing, you immediately recognize the opening guitar line. You meet eyes with Suguru and you smile brightly. It’s as if he knew. 

“This Charming Man” by The Smiths.

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[shellsstardew]

you made me ship shelliot so hard it's not even funny 😭 like normally im not super into rarepairs bc it seems ppl ship them just to ship them but i legit see where you're coming from, especially in the same context as your comic where their story begins after elliot moves in. i actually love your comic i cannot wait for the next part (not trying to pressure you obv). ive never gotten too many hearts with either of them but your characterization just feels so accurate like i feel like I could see your story with their dialogue happening in the game and it wouldn't feel out of place at all. and also finally (oops ive been rambling), your art style isn't overly detailed but the facial expressions/body language/like perspective i guess of the characters, especially shane and elliot on the dock is so well done, the small changes in positioning work so well to communicate the change in their body language and its just really impressive.

sorry i yapped or if it was weird or something i promise i was not trying to come off weird 😭😭😭 i just really admire good fanworks such as yours and it's important to tell authors/creators that they're doing well and yeah

also if you (or anyone else) has any shelliot fic recommendations i would loveee to hear them :>

No but seriously it's so funny that your like "I hope I'm not being weird" meanwhile I reread over and over your super thoughtful message to keep me going 😭

YOU GUYS DON'T REALIZE I NEED THOSE HYPER DETAILED COMPLIMENT or my stupid brain will go like "Okay time to think you're worthless and that what you're doing doesn't matter"

No I can point at the screen and say "See? 👉📱 SEE?! 👉👉📱?" and it's putting another coin in the machine hehe

Anyway, thank you so much 😭

AND YES I HAVE FICS TO RECOMMEND! ONCE AGAIN, @cutethulu you know the drill hehe

Camellia Station, by Awdrey (Explicit - but it's only one short smut scene in the last chapter for now)

Now it's still in progress (updating once a month) and they still didn't smooch yet, but that's what you get when you fall into the Shelliott rabbit hole, hehe, you can't be picky

It's really well written and the author and I have a lot of similarities in our interpretations of Shane and Elliott :) Go give it some love!

Also some one shots by @mongoosingisme that I really love :

Untitled Shelliott Ranch Project

Herding cats (Explicit - Shane/Elliott/fem!farmer)

And UHHH maybe you've seen it already but I wrote one about Shells, it's an alternate ending to part 34 (it's my first one and I'm really proud of it teehee)

Shells, alternate ending, by shells_stardew (Explicit)

Also @visionofthebees wrote this one for me on the same concept :

One Shell of a Night, by Visionofthebees (Explicit)

Be warned it's EXTREMELLY SILLY and she didn't even reread it before posting, but I love it with all my heart it's so so funny hahaha

I love her so imma also recommend her Clint x Elliott fic too (yes yes you read that right, she's 10 degrees further than me on the crack ship scene) :

Falling Ore You (Explicit) (46 chapters, completed)

LISTEN SHE MAKES IT WORK OKAY! SHE REALLY DOES!

And also, check my bookmarks! They are some non-Shelliott stuff that I absolutely love in there! (BUT always ALWAYS check the tags before reading, there is also some dark stuff haha)

Here you go, hope I didn't recommend all the ones you already knew about, as we all know this is not an extremely popular ship so this is what we get, quality over quantity hahahaa 😭

[leafatlaw]

do you ever think about subz's warden project that he did allegedly in order to be console banned from lifesteal as if he couldn't just leave the server as if there werent a million easier ways since he apparently needed to be console banned in order to keep himself away.... subz who banned himself at the end of season four whos missed huge portions of every season since and keeps coming back anyway..... subz who allegedly hates lifesteal & thinks all the story there was to tell has already been told but did the warden project anyway, begging in everything but words for the server to prove him wrong and it didnt..... who hung out in zams chat during streams when she was killing wardens in order to encourage her to cause chaos (and send her gold farm coords)..... the warden project was only abandoned bc he was sure he was being streamsniped and that was what made him finally leave.... because he couldnt tell the story he wanted to tell anymore. haha. cos i dont!!!!!!! i have never thought about subz even once in my life ^_^

sorry i saw u were thinking about my dead wife i miss him can he come back like ik he says hes not gonna but if i say it enough maybe he will haha what if!!!!!! <- in denial

I bet he will come back, I mean he did in season five.... (hashtag manifesting 4 you)

Subz....what a curious guy. Its so intresting because yeah what lifesteal needed at that time period was conflict. And he delivered it perfectly ! He was the perfect enemy for Derap and the chungpire to rally against, he put on a villainous outfit and started calling the wardens his friends. And he did it in the name of ending the server. What a guy.

The fact he left anyways fucks me up alot also cause...the server failed him, didnt prove him wrong. But like... nothing could have convinced him to stay. Im sure of it. Because what he wanted wasnt possible this season. He just wanted season three/four back. But the servers moved on, everyone has. But him.

And for awhile there it did feel like Subz was going to get what he wanted. The wardens were just really easy to afk and Subz had ALOT before Derap stopped him. Subzs world ending felt like it would have been eventuality, the server ending in anger and inactivity. Cause Subz fel everything had run its course and if that was true no one would have cared enough to get online and stop him...Very fun to imagine Subz as wanting to end the world in hate versus how it actually ended (In love and hope).

[peachhcs]

will and Sammy discovering hockey gossip on Tumblr together and reading all the gossip and roumars about there relationship that people claim are true and as they are reading they are both laughing at what is being said

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HAHAH wait this kind of feels like a 4th wall break but i think it would be super funny. samy def knows what tumblr is because of grace and will kind of knows but not really so when the two end up doing a deep dive together they’re in for a real treat

they go on together and search themselves up just to see and boyyy do they see what's on there. i can imagine them finding a bunch of pictures/rares of themselves and are like ? how did these get here??? oh and the fanfiction i think they would find it really funny and also like 🤨🤨

and then they would get to the blogs that are like gossip/rumor blogs that just talk about random gossip going on in the hockey world and they find one specifically talking about their relationship and there's crazy stuff on it

user1 bro i am soooooo jealous of samy bc like wdym she's quinn jack luke's little sister, goes to umich and is captain of the soccer team, has a SUPER hot boyfriend and has sooo many connections to the hockey world

| user2 ikrrrrr i'm so jealous of her life actually

| user3 it's so cute her and will have known each other since they were kids tho

| user4 she is LIVINGG that childhood best friends to lovers trope

user5 lowk tho....i heard will cheated on her so that's why they broke up for sometime..

| user6 BRUHHHH WHAT??? will cheating on HER?!?!?!?!

| user5 that's just what i heard thooo idk if it's true i just thought someone said they saw him with a girl last summer

| user6 not surprised tbh hockey boys are known for cheating

| user7 one of my really good friends goes to umich and has a mutual friend with hannah duke, and she's heard that they broke up bc of long distance i don't think he cheated on her

user8 tbh i don't think they should've gotten back together will could do sooooooo much better

| user6 bruh wtf?! how could he do better than her it's SAMY hughes

| user8 so? just bc she's quinn jack and luke's little sister doesn't mean she's as great as them

| user9 bruh don't hate just bc ur jealous of her she's so much more than just being little sister to her brothers

| user8 i'm not jealous i'm just saying. i'm entitled to my own opinion

user10 wait someone said that samy was will's first time

| user11 WOAHHHHHHHHHHHH that kind of surprises me??

| user12 i know for a fact he wasn't her first time tho bc she's had 2 boyfriends before will

| user13 that doesn't mean she's like had sex w them tho??

| user12 someone i know is also a mutual friend of hers and they've confirmed it she's talked about it before

| user9 i feel like will's been w people before tho??

| user14 nahhhh he's catholic so i don't think he would get w anyone like that

| user15 how do y'all find this stuff out like 😭

user16 i know for a FACT all of will's friends for sure had a crush on samy like ryan and gabe???? how could they not???

| user17 that would be such tea like imagine one of them did and then had to back off

| user18 well ryan's been dating his gf for awhile so i feel like gabe def did...

| user19 that would be such tea tbh

and they just keep scrolling and scrolling through the posts and everyone talking just laughing at how much people don't know about them and how only they know the truth behind things.

and i like to imagine samy showing will all of the edits on tiktok she's seen about them and he gets all blushy because there's a lot of thirst edits and will's just like "wow yeah. that's my girl." i also think they'd consider submitting something to the gossip blog just to stir the pot and make people freak even more.

either way this would be super funny and they would def enjoy doing this together

[whenmemorydies]

Yeah...I get why folks are frustrated with not having more definitive Sydcarmy this season and how the relationship appears to be panning out. But I'm actually starting to feel better about season 4. I've appreciated seeing Syd in her wholeness, her vulnerability, her strength, her love for her dad, her ambition for herself, her love for her found family, her clear love and snark for Chantel and TJ, her rage at Carmy and the industry she is trying to change. I've loved seeing all of it.

I've also appreciated seeing Carmy coming to terms with the life he's been living as a white man within a family and an industry that was/is toxic as fuck. And not wanting to keep perpetuating it for his sake and for Syd's.

Also because I know Claire is a diversion - a device to further the romantic tension between Syd and Carmy as @ambeauty explained so concisely here - I can see exactly what Storer and Calo are doing with her in season 4. She is written performing caustic white femininity all over the place and weaponises that white femininity at every opportunity. I've said it before but one of the first red flags I ever got from Claire was that she threatened Carmy by saying she'd send the Faks to beat him up. Lots of white women have sent gangs of white men to carry out their dirty work in the past and we know what side of history those women stood/stand on. Additionally I think its pretty striking that the only POC, other than her friend Kelly, (who is written so flatly as to be almost generic) that we see Claire interact with in this entire show is Sydney (her romantic rival) Otherwise she's positioned only with white folks who swallow her shit hook, line, and sinker bc they've been raised in the same white supremacist soup that positions women like Claire as unquestionably desirable from the jump.

But back to Syd and Carmy: I appreciate seeing these two figure their respective shit out so that the basis for whatever life they're going to have going forward in S5 is on solid ground. I'd rather see this than more colour-blind Bridgerton bullshit that just drops BIPOC into white aristocratic spaces so that attractive white folks can get their swirl on. That's the oversauced mushy spaghetti that @outmakingmoonshine was talking about in their reblog meta on 1x01 System. I don't want easy fucking colour-blind spaghetti! Cos after all this shit, do you know how SATISFYING the inevitable Sydcarmy endgame is going to be? I cannot fucking wait!

Syd actually admitted in S4 that she doesn’t just admire Carmy because he’s great at his job.

She’s in love with him and wants him to be her partner outside of the restaurant.

Because she didn’t sign that agreement and she never opened any version of it.

She told on herself to his mom and to TJ.

She doesn’t want to have to deal with his crazy ass white family but she wants him to be there for her while she’s pushing him away at the same time.

Is she struggling because she fell for this messy white guy and doesn’t want to admit it to her dad or her friends?

I think there’s a lot of evidence this season that it’s what’s on her mind and why she likes to keep her work life separate from her personal life.

Interracial relationship struggles are like this I have friends that deal with this and it’s messy and complicated.

And also how often is it portrayed from a Black woman’s perspective?

[ningningkittie]

🌸🌷🌿

[bacchuschucklefuck]

no more fan-ta-sizing about it! everything's already changed~

[arcade-confetti]

"Jason was the happy robin" this, "jason was the angry robin" that. Let's all be fully honest here Jason was the lonely robin

[demodraws0606]

The way people talk about Tsukasa makes me want to murder people /neg

Somehow just because Tsukasa attracted the attention of the younger fanbase, people just have found themselves allowing to dunk on his fanbase because "how dare these 12 year old misinterpret a character that I don't even personally like".

Because yeah it's almost like young people can identify a darker part of a character but overexagerate it because the part that discerns nuance isn't even fucking developped yet. Or you know maybe it's just fun making angst, maybe they're just venting through Tsukasa ?

And somehow these people making angst are somehow more wrong than the people who just act as though Tsukasa is like the happiest guy ever with the least amount of struggles (because how dare he be happy, the only way a person can be struggling is if they're miserable 24/7).

Like it's wild it's somehow the same thing that happened to Sans, it's as though people don't realize that making a character have less problem than in canon is just as much of a misinterpretation than the opposite, you're not smarter for it.

No genuinely what's wrong with people, every other male oc fans get to do whatever and somehow Tsukasa fans are the ones that only enjoy his character cause he's a "dude".

I'm a Rui fan but it makes 0 sense to me how much of us just get away with more because ig it's more acceptable to make angst of rui ????

Like people say "wow people exagerate Tsukasa's backstory so muchh lol", like ok here are the multiple instances of Tsukasa flashbacks :

-Dazzling Lights

-Tenma mixed event

-Colorfes card

-Vocaloid World Link

Wow, yeah really short and rare Tsukasa flashbacks yeah....

And also people acting as though he was fine being alone at home are just straight up lying, like that is a lie the game literally tells you he's not fine blatantly in Dazzling Lights. And if you somehow needed more proof you can dig through the vocaloid world link, his colorfes card or even fucking side card stories.

There's no reason to talk about Tsukasa fans and how exagerated Tsukasa angst is i'm sorry, you're just being a bully and passive agressive to fans who want to have fun. The only time it's worth while to dunk on them is for ableism which IS a problem with Tsukasa fans.

Obviously I'm not gonna police you into what you should talk about but I just think it's really obnoxious and just kinda has been worsening the toxicity of this already radioactive fandom.

Also don't take anything in this post too personally this is just like a scream into the void about this fandom's behavior around Tsukasa.

I'm talking about this also because I literally saw firsthand how just kinda mean people are to others who just have fun.

[mossterunderthebed]

[murderbees]

Marked

[highlysusceptibletodisaster]

I have a very specific au in my head that I'll probably never write but it's a sports au where Tim and Anita do fencing (epee and saber, respectively), Cissie obviously does archery and Kon, Cassie, Greta and Bart do swimming, but specifically Kon swims butterfly and medley (focusing on the 200m butterfly and 400m medley), Cassie swims backstroke (50 and 100m), Greta swims breaststroke (100m and 200m) and Bart swims freestyle (50m, 100m and 200m, but focusing on the 50m), only because I think they would like to do a 4x100 mixed medley relay together.

[starlos-soulmate]

Love talking with a friend and discussing how a popular canon x canon ship would not actually work out. Like at all

[fbfh]

do you still write for jj?

ooooh not only do I write for JJ but I kiss you on both cheeks for giving me an excuse to talk about one of my favorite obscure JJ thoughts. JJ x ballerina!reader (gn so technically ballet dancer reader, but you do dance pointe and in a more feminine style in pas de deux so do with that what you will)

They thought you were a kook for the first few summers since you clearly went to school off the island. It turns out you're not, you're just a scholarship kid to whatever fancy school you go to (something that Pope LOVES to pick your brain about since he's dying for a scholarship to his dream college)

at some point or another, there's a hurricane. you end up sticking it out with the other pogues. that's when they notice how... weirdly flexible you are. especially JJ. mostly JJ. it started off small, with you stretching a little while you guys are hanging out in the aftermath since the day after a hurricane is always a free day. JJ looked away from you for like two seconds and you just fuckin... dropped into a perfect split. he's surprised by this obviously, but he's more surprised when you seamlessly shift to a split on the other side, then a center split, bending and moving with impossibly flexibility. then a moment later, you're asking him "hey can you grab my leg?" as you stand up and stretch into a scorpion/needle pose. soon you're dragging him out of the room to "help you with something else." he FULLY thinks yall are about to hook up, but instead you put on this beautiful, artsy, erratic piano music, kick off your sandals or sneakers or whatever, and begin moving like a fucking vision.

you're rambling to him while you dance like it's nothing, but his jaw is on the fucking floor.

"This is the solo I learned last semester," you chuckle while spinning like a little figurine atop a music box, or something in a snow globe, or... wherever else he's seen ballerinas in passing before.

"If I'm rusty by the time I get back, Miss Raine will kill me." you chuckle playfully.

after a few moments, you finish, posed delicately on the ground. you look up at him, your cheeks flushed, your eyes glistening with mirth.

"holy fucking shit," he exclaims, making you blush. "goddamn, princess, that-"

he trails off with a disbelieving chuckle.

"That was fuckin' incredible," he says with a breathy laugh, then nudges you playfully, looking at you more closely like he must have missed something all those times he looked at you and never saw this magical ballet fairy hiding inside you. "you've been holdin' out on me." he teases.

"okay, okay, here's where I need your help." you begin, trying not to get too distracted. you reach out and grab his wrist, holding out his left arm palm up. "I'm gonna run at you like this-"

you demonstrate, taking a step forward. his attention is locked onto you even harder from the moment you grab his arm.

"And kinda... kick my leg around," you do just that, so you're twisted around and facing away from him. he lets out a little noise of surprise. you know it must seem convoluted and ridiculous, but you really need help practicing this lift.

"I need you to wrap your arm around me like this," you say, bending forward with one leg extended behind you, the other supporting you, so your stomach rests on his bicep and his hand holds the small of your back. "And then place your other hand right on my ribcage here."

"oh, my hand will be wherever you want it, cupcake." he says, making you roll your eyes at the (only half joking) innuendo.

"okay." you say, taking a step back. "you ready?"

the first few times you walk through it together are clumsy and slow, a mess of limbs and giggles, but eventually you get it. you call your friends in to show them the bluebird lift you've been working on, even having successfully taught JJ how to lower you and do a few basic steps with you to conclude. you both get through it unscathed, and your friends reactions are very similar to JJ (with only slightly less innuendo and teasing from John B and Pope), and as JJ giggles and demands you come at him so he can lift you again, you start to see a lot of potential in him.

maybe, just maybe, you can shape that potential a little more over the summer. your ballet academy always has scholarships for boys available since they're always in demand in the performing arts. you think there might just be a chance for JJ to do a lot more lifts with you.

[linda-bates]

do you think athena eventually realizes she wouldn't have traded her time with bobby for anything? that if she could do it all over again, she would even if it ended the exact same way? because it was better to have loved and lost than never experience love again after losing emmett and divorcing michael?