#in ho not knowing how to interact with normal people

[angel-wing-feathers]

Nah bc hand delivering his BLOODY SWEATSHIRT as part of a sorry-your-dad-died gift box is highkey crazyyyyy

[cosmic-dust-poltergeist]

Pt 5 of the Danny is a clone/reincarnation in DC au. Tw: discussions of sa and child sa

[Part 4 here]

Danny is not sure how he got talked into this. Sure, he's been steadily getting better at "normal" interactions over the last 2 and a half years, and he's met or is family with everyone here, but it's still a lot. It's Dick, Wally, Kori, Raven, Jon, Damian, Kon, Bernard, Tim, Jason, Roy, and him all camped out in the second largest family room for a sleepover. Sort of. As overwhelmed as he feels, it's still rather fun.

They have movies playing in the background while they all play different games. At first, different groups split off to play board games or card games, but Dick decided they should play something all together. It was hard to find something that accommodated so many players, so they decided to play never have I ever.

Danny could even play honestly because everyone here knows about his "second set" of memories. So there's no questions if he puts a finger down to something he hasn't technically done from their perspective. But it does mean they hone in when he hesitates.

"Never have I ever lost my virginity." Damian said it because he knew Tim, Jason, and Dick would put their fingers down, but his eyes widen when Danny debates if he should. "Seriously?"

"I'm not sure it counts.." Danny shifts uncomfortably.

"Oh-ho! You lose it to someone Before?" Jason teases, "Who was it? A girlfriend? A boyfriend?"

"Jason.." Dick scolds while staring hard at Danny. He's clearly pieced it together. There's this look on his face that isn't sympathy, but empathy. Danny feels sick knowing his eldest brother knows exactly what he means because he's also been through something similar.

"I've actually never made it past kissing with a romantic interest." Danny can see the exact moment his very specific wording clicks. He starts trembling as a bunch of ugly emotions make themselves known.

"Shit."

"Danny-"

"I don't think it counts." Dick cuts everyone off, his sunshine smile nowhere to be seen. "No more than my assaults should be considered cheating."

The way Kori flinches leads Danny to believe that's exactly what she accused him of at some point. He knows they're exs, but didn't know the details. The guilt written all over her over this topic is reassuring, though.

"Sometimes things happen outside of our control." Dick gives a small sad smile. "Which means we can't blame ourselves. We just figure out how to live in the aftermath."

The fact Dick has been sexually assaulted seems to be news to everyone, but Wally and Kori. The anger on both of their behalves is heartwarming, but Danny just feels the need to scrub his skin raw. The images of the pedophiles pretending to be scientists flashing before his eye and their phantom touches making him feel dirty.

"I'm never going to escape what that lab did to me.."

"You already are." Kon pipes up. "Look around you, kid. Even just a year ago, you wouldn't have agreed to be part of this hangout. Sure, the scars will never go away, you'll have moments where you feel like nothing but an experiment or a tool, instead of the kind and bright person you are, but that's okay-"

"Whenever you forget. The people who care about you will just have to remind you!" Jon's bright grin has sadness mixed in it.

"Danny?" Tim shuffles closer. "Can I hug you?"

Danny doesn't verbally answer, just nods and crawls into Tim's lap. Danny curls up tightly and whispers. "I think I'm done playing for now."

"Alright.." Tim hugs him close, rubbing soothing circles on his back. A glance towards Dick reveals Wally and Kori have him sandwiched between them, giving him comfort.

"How..." Jason starts slowly, clearly still recovering from the information that his eldest and youngest brothers have both been assaulted. "How about we play Uno? We have 3 packs worth, so there should be enough."

Danny knows this won't be the last time the topic of their assaults are brought up, but it's a weird sort of painful healing to even just acknowledge it happened. It'll probably also stop them from trying to push him into relationships like they do with Damian. He can't stomach the thought of dating currently. He's happy just sticking to platonic affection for now.

[hwang-inhos-fish]

Little Gi-hun and In-ho details I see missed / ignored / glossed over a lot in fan content:

-Gi-hun loves horses!! Which is SO SO cute honestly (I HC that he got into horse racing originally because he just liked the horses and was curious so he went with Jung-bae and then his addictive personality got hooked on the betting and it was all downhill from there)

-Gi-hun likes animals in general (see: feeding the cat)

-Gi-hun sings to himself when he's feeling comfortable and happy

-Food is SUPER SUPER important to Gi-hun, it's like one of his favorite parts of life (which makes his refusal to eat in S2 extra sad - he's lost touch with the joy in life 😟😟)

-Gi-hun prefers floor furniture and sits cross-legged on the ground a lot, while In-ho is more exposed to western shit and likes his chairs. I think it's super cute how Gi-hun sits on the ground

-In-ho has computer glasses / reading glasses on his work desk which we see when Jun-ho is exploring (glasses In-ho!!)

-In-ho rolls his own cigarettes (... or weed? Jk jk... unless.) There's a rolling tray on his bedside table

-In-ho likes incense and other nice smelling scent things, OR he has a lot of scent-memories he's gotta block out; there's an incense holder AND scent diffuser rods beside his bed

-In-ho likes the ocean and boats (has a ship in a bottle in his office; also the whiskey he drinks has marine notes), and I'd love to see more fan content let him out on the water more (give our evil boi a sailing day!)

-In-ho is actually a fucking nerd loser just cosplaying as the cool, suave Front Man (see: art books, Matrix reference, goldfish, shitty dorm, bad jokes as Young-il, named himself fucking "Young-il" as in "zero one" (c'mon man), doesn't know how to interact with normal people anymore)

-In-ho has glow in the dark stars on his walls at the dorm, yes this is CANON!! GLOW IN THE DARK STARS!!

-In-ho likes movies! (The Matrix reference)

-In-ho likes art in general; although we do see that in fan content, I wish we saw more about how that plays into his worldview and thought processes. I feel like he's so often portrayed as practical and calculating only, leaving Gi-hun to represent the more fanciful, artistic side of things, but art (and music!) are really important to In-ho!

-For this reason, and because Gi-hun sings when happy, I think they'd bond over music

-I also think they'd bond over movies (I need them to watch Everything, Everywhere, All At Once after they watch The Matrix :) )

-I HC that In-ho is afraid of heights mostly because of how he acted at that cliff and because it would make that scene sadder lol 😈

[harryhighkey]

almost

hi! I told you even though the series was finished I wasn't fully done with my frontman x reader pairing!!!

here is a little bonus of them post games of lowkey stalker!in-ho

hope you enjoy! lmk what you think pls

a frontman x reader series - masterlist to series here

The night In-ho had walked away from you once he had watched you fall asleep in his bed, he had every intention of letting you go. Letting you leave his life so you could heal from all you had experienced through the games. He was breaking his own heart for the sake of you.

But when a guard had come to let him know you were officially leaving the building, he rushed to the cliffside to catch a glimpse of you before you were gone, despite knowing that was going to hurt him even more. That's when he knew he wasn't going to be able to fully let you go.

It had been a year, eight months and three days since that morning. Since you had last seen In-ho, but he had seen you a number of times since then when he wasn't busy with the games. He told himself he was just checking up on you, making sure you were okay. But he had paid off your debt, deposited a lump sum of money into your bank account and paid a years advance worth of rent on your apartment. He had set you up to be okay before you had even left the island.

In-ho was sure to keep his distance, he was smart and being the Frontman had taught him how to go by being undetectable. For the most part, he was content with watching you from afar, but there had been a handful of times where he had almost given in to his highest will, to go up to you.

The first was when you got a haircut. It had been just over four months since you had left, your hair was already quite long when you first went to the games but now it was really long. You wanted some of it cut off, a little way for yourself to feel like you were cutting away memories of the games. Although when you walked out of the salon with shorter hair, he could tell by the expression on your face you regretted it. You were insecure with it, you stopped by a window where you could see your reflection on your walk home and fiddled with your hair. He wanted to run over to you and assure you that you looked beautiful. He didn't.

The next time was when you didn't go home after work one day, instead you went out to a bar. You didn't go with any friends which was unusual for when you went out like this. He'd been getting to know you as a person in the real world from a distance and you were certainly not the type to go drinking alone. You sat up on a stool along the bar and he went inside. It was risky to be so close but he had to know you were okay, so he sat in a dimly lit table in the back. That's when In-ho realised you weren't drinking alone, a man came and sat beside you. Jealousy instantly filled him as he leant in to hug you and kissed your cheek. It didn't help soothe his rage that he was much closer to your age than In-ho was. He watched the two of you interact the entire time you were there. It took everything in him to stay seated and not walk over and knock that guy out, especially when there was any kind of physical interaction. To In-ho, you were still his. After all, he hadn't let you go.

He was relieved when he stopped seeing him with you.

You liked to walk to do your grocery shopping, so there was often little moments where he'd see you carrying lots of bags home and he could tell you were struggling. Anytime he witnessed that, he wanted to catch up to you and carry them for you.

The biggest test of his will power was one day you happened to walk past a school, kids were outside singing and playing. That would normally be something people would have little to no reaction towards. However for you, the tune was all too familiar. It was the same one that instantly took you back to the day that left you traumatised - Mingle. In-ho saw as you froze and your eyes looked towards the kids, he hoped you would see it was simply just children playing innocently and recognise you were safe.

But timing was not your friend that day.

At the very same time you were looking towards the children, a car drove past and once again this would normally be fine but of course today had to be the day the tyre on the car popped just as it passed you. That paired with the singing of the exact nursery rhyme that haunted you, you were convinced it was a gun shot. In-ho took a few steps forward as he saw you drop to the ground, your hands covering your ears instantly, the exact same action he saw you do so many times in the games, the exact same action that filmed him with guilt, the exact same action that had him wanting to scoop you up and keep you safe in his arms. His quick steps halted, if he went up to you now, how could he ever leave you again?

In-ho thought quickly, seeing that some of the children had approached the fencing around the school upon hearing the noise. An idea came to him.

"Miss? Excuse me, miss?" A little girl from inside the fence was calling for your attention. You looked towards her & dropped your hands from your ears.

"Yes?" You spoke between panted breaths, still suffering through the panic.

"I think you should try to take some deep breaths. Do this, it will help!" You watched as the little girl placed her own hand on her chest, her little hand splaying out as much as it could, she smiled at you as she did it. You were so caught off guard by the familiarity but you nodded and mimicked her action anyway, knowing how much this did help you when In-ho did this.

"How do you know to do this?" You couldn't help but to ask her.

"The man over there showed me, he said it would help you."

Instantly you whipped your head around to where she pointed, but no one was there. You didn't know if you were relieved or disappointed.

Since then, In-ho had been more careful. You were on more of an alert for looking for him. He was a lot better at a game of cat & mouse than you were, though. As time went on and your quick looks around to try to catch him off guard if he was around plus your more precise scanning of your surroundings when you entered a new place all came up empty, you started to do them less.

Tonight, he was being a lot less cautious, in fact, he was being careless with how close he was. It had been a year, eight months and three days since the morning you left the island and he just missed you, he wanted to talk to you, he wanted to hold you, he wanted to kiss you. He watched from just outside the little takeaway place you were getting dinner from. Something about your receipt had caught your attention, you were staring at it, even rubbing your thumb over it. That's why he had gotten so close, trying to figure out what had you gazing at the paper.

"Order 001 is ready!" The person working called out.

In-ho watched your head lift at that, was it him you were thinking about? Were you looking at the number '001' printed on your receipt? Player 001 is how he had first been known to you. Surely it had to have been him you were thinking of. Would tonight be the night he would finally give in to his will and make himself known to you?

[orangeocelotmartyn]

Derap talks about meeting Martyn at TwitchCon (and maybe gets happy because Martyn recognized him over other Lifesteal members)

Derap: Crazy interaction, okay, crazy interaction, right. I go to the partner lounge, okay, or like, the partner party, okay. This is the day before TwitchCon, okay. I'm getting my badge and I've done already that, okay. And the partner party is just for--partners--people that have, like, the verified badge, right? As I'm walking into this convention, okay, there is a group of people at the front of TwitchCon, okay. LDShadowLady, SmallishBeans, and like a bunch of Hermitcraft people. Are just, at the front, okay? I don't watch Hermitcraft but a bunch of fucking Hermitcraft people are literally just at the front of the convention. And there's one other person in that circle. That all of the sudden starts coming towards me. I have eye contact with this person, okay, and I'm like, I'm like lowkey nervous, because like. I don't know if I should be talking to this person. I don't think I have enough aura to be talking to this person.

Derap: Anyways, the person that I'm about to walk past, okay, I can't walk past this person. Because the person starts walking towards me. They leave their fucking Hermitcraft circle to come talk to me! (three seconds of quiet) They pull their hand out, to handshake me. And they go (affecting a British accent) "'Ello Derapchu, it's really nice to meet you." (normal voice) It was fucking InTheLittleWood. InTheLittleWood! Knows ho-what I look like! Knows who I am, and went specifically up to me! To totally like, cut out his conversation with, like, the rest of Hermitcraft, to come to me! Dawg, I started freaking out mentally, I was like, dude, there is no way Martyn is coming up to me right now to have a conversation with me. And I'm like, "Hi, hi Mister--" I-I-I'm pretty sure I called him "TG," I was saying, "what's up TG," in reference to, fucking, when I met him. I said, "what's up TG, uh, nice to meet you dude," and he's like, "dude, it's finally nice to meet you, dude, it's really nice to meet you," okay? And then, I'm, and then he's like, "no, it's really nice to meet you," and then he starts apologizing, about how we, like, never played Fortnite together? Dude, I shed a tear, mentally, bro, I-I genuinely shed a tear, bro, okay? And then that's the moment when I said to him, "yeah, dude, no it's totally fine, I totally get you bro, I totally get you. Yeah bro, um. Yeah like, maybe we can do it, like, some other time, like, when we're back in Australia--" he's like "yeah, hundred percent, hundred percent bro." And then sa--and then he says, like, "do I have you added on Discord?" And I go, "no, I don't." And he goes, "oh, let me add you on Discord," and he adds me.

Derap: So guys! At some point, when I come back to do the subathon, me and InTheLittleWood will be doing (he takes a few deep breaths, his tone becoming more "emotional")--I shed a tear, saying this, but. Me and InTheLittleWood. (his voice becomes more high pitched) Will be playing Fortnite together. (he claps excitedly) Yes, I'll be playing Fortnite with him. (his voice gets faster) Yes! I'll be playing Fortnite with him, yes. Yes, yes, yes! (he laughs excitedly, then his voice goes back to normal) At some point, at some point. I-I gotta message him, but it will happen. I will be playing Fortnite with him at some point, I'm so excited, I'm so excited to play Fortnite with him. Alright?

Derap: I was like, dude, this is crazy, like, the fact that he literally ditched like, his-his friend group to quickly have a chat with me was crazy. And I was like, dude, I'm like, I'm like so excited, this is--I-yeah, I was freaking out, I was just freaking out, okay? I met him, and then he was like, it was really nice to meet you, and, um. Yeah, like, he went back to talking to Hermitcraft, and the rest of Lifesteal went--you know what's crazy to me? Okay, like. I'm gonna lowkey, like, (he struggles with words for three seconds) boost my ego real quick, okay? (aside) There goes my deodorant, okay. Um. Literally, PrinceZam, me and Pangi are next to each other as we are having this conversation. And InTheLittleWood literally didn't talk to the other two but me. He did not speak to anyone but me. He let-he literally just. Came up to me, says--like, he didn't recognize Pangi or-or Zam. I had to introduce Pangi and Zam to InTheLit--it was fucking crazy. I was like, damn. That's crazy. That's-that's crazy. I had lowkey aura. I can't lie bro. I can't lie. (reading chat) "He mentioned you on stream and I went insane." I saw that. Dude, I--dude, I don't know where this clip is, I can't find it, but I saw a clip on Twitter. Where InTheLittleWood talks about me on his stream and pulls up my TikTok. (Animal Crossing music plays as Derap gestures for five seconds as if to convey his dismay) I almost deleted the TikTok. I'm not gonna lie, I almost deleted the TikTok, from how (he laughs through his words) cringe it was. I was like, there's no way he pulls it up.

[nabi-unveiled]

So after a fun discussion with @lurkingshan this afternoon about my initial hatred of Chan Young (which really piggybacked a different discussion with @watchthisqqq), I spent a lot of time considering WHY I had felt so strongly about him in episode 1. Because I really did have a visceral, very negative reaction to his character. It had mellowed a LOT by the end of episode 2. By the end of episode 2, I had downgraded my opinions on him to "jerk". After all, he's really just an oblivious teenager.

Before we go further, I should clarify that I use the term "jerk" very lightly and many of my favorite characters are ones I would call "jerks". My brother, who I have a very close relationship with, calls me a jerk on the regular. I realized this evening that other people may mean something different by this term or use it more carefully.

I typically use it with characters that are somewhat rude/blunt and inconsiderate of the feelings of those around them but that are not particularly malicious or mean. Many times a lack of awareness IS part of the problem. That's definitely why my brother uses it for me. He learned long ago that I wouldn't realize I had hurt his feelings if he didn't say something. Similar to how Ho-Sik is using it here, the term is much more lighthearted and friendly judgment than say "asshole" for me. Language really is a tricky beast sometimes.

For me a lot of my continued classification of Chan Young as "a jerk" came down to how he was talking about the girls he was dating, him "ghosting" them, and how he was interacting with/treating Ho-Sik.

It had nothing to do with Hee Su by the end of episode 2. I also realized that I hadn't pointed out that Hee Su has a lot of those same traits. I did say in my episode 2 post that he does a lot of the same things as Chan Young, but I hadn't been explicitly clear. He's going to cause a lot of unintentional harm with his meddling. I haven't watched ep 3 yet, but you know it's going to happen.

But now I started questioning --- what was going on in episode 1? Why did I hate Chan Young in that episode? I knew there was a lot of personal projection going on. The situation reminded me a lot of something (and a person) from my teenage years. But that was a long time ago...could it really explain having THIS strong a reaction? Probably not. It's not like I have much of a reaction at all if I think about that situation today. I've also seen the impacts of the Chan Youngs in the world when I used to work with teenagers. But I always cut them a break when I worked with them. Again - they're teenagers. Growing up and learning who you are (or who you want to be) isn't easy. I did initially think that Chan Young was playing Hee Su. Was that the real problem? I wasn't sure. (Note: That thought definitely changed during episode 2.)

So I did what I always do when I can't process things properly -> I reached out to my brother. He doesn't generally watch BL, but he knows me well. I told him I had a character conundrum, and I needed help. I didn't tell him WHICH character or even what the conundrum was, because that felt like it would introduce bias. After watching episode 1, he called me back.

Him: "It's the tennis dude isn't it? You hate him, but you know you shouldn't hate him. And now you feel guilty about hating him."

Me: "God, you really do know me too well."

Him: "Ehhh. All I can say is don't worry about it. He's a jerk, but you'll end up loving him unless the writing is dumb. After all, he's your husband."

Me: .....

And now I get to process THAT all night, because....he's right in some ways. I WOULD'VE hated my husband as a teenager. We've both agreed that it was a good thing we didn't meet until a few years later. He wouldn't have liked me then either.

So I still couldn't tell you exactly why I disliked Chan Young so much in episode 1. But it's been a fun personal exploration nonetheless.

I expect my feelings will continue to mellow. They normally do the longer I sit with a character and process things. Faifa/Yotha's mom in Perfect 10 Liners being the exception. I'm still hiring a hit on her.

[acti-veg]

Hi! So uh, first of all I just wanted to say thank you for everything you do :) your book and your blog were some of the main things that even made me go vegan in the first place and I still learn a lot from your articles and posts!! You’re an amazing activist! Seeing people like you restores my faith in humanity tbh so thank you again so so much 💗

Anyway, I’m writing this ask because I’ve been struggling a lot emotionally as a vegan and I feel like I need advice from someone more experienced. I know you must spend a lot of time interacting with carnists when advocating for veganism. You’ve been doing this for years and still you’re going strong, so I just wonder how you manage to stay positive and not get too hurt in the process…

My problem is that whenever I see animal products or hear people spreading carnist views I react overly strongly. Often, I almost feel physical pain and can’t bring myself to interact with those people, it just hurts so much. Animal cruelty is everywhere and it feels like I can’t do anything about it. It’s heartbreaking, horrifying, depressing, and the worst part is how normalised it is.

It feels like there’s no escape. Somehow I can’t go outside without walking past a meat market, I can’t cook for myself without seeing a chicken corpse in the fridge, I can’t even play a video game without seeing images of animal products, etc... All these things are supposed to be normal, but they’re just so distressing to me. What makes me feel especially horrible is seeing/hearing anti-vegans spreading misinformation and such. I feel like if I see another post saying that "leather is good and sustainable actually" I’m going to explode. Is it just me or are other people that affected as well?

This would probably be easier to deal with if I had an ethical vegan friend or two who’d understand how I feel, but I don’t have any. I live with four carnists and even my partner apparently hates vegans (tried to tell them about my feelings and they got personally offended). And I know there’s a big community of vegan people out there, but there’s not nearly enough of us and I still feel so isolated and alone in my experiences.

I’m so sorry for venting. What I meant to ask is, do you ever feel like that? Is there anything that can help me not feel depressed whenever I see animal products? And thank you so much again for doing what you do. You are truly a wonderful person and I hope life treats you well <3

Thank you for the kind words, I’m so glad my blog had an impact on you!

I’m sorry to hear that you’ve been having such a bad time of it, I wish I could say that this isn’t common but I’ve had dozens of asks like this one. I firmly believe that going vegan is an extremely positive decision, but there are negatives that come from knowing what we know, and trying to exist in a society that is built on the backs of exploited animals. We have all felt like this, myself included.

Honestly, it sounds like you may consuming a bit too much vegan content, or possibly spending too much time engaging wifh and thinking about veganism specifically. Do you have any hobbies that help relax and distract you? Reading, gaming, exercise? I find all of these really helpful for clearing my head, especially exercise. There is such a thing as overexposure for vegans, and I’ve definitely been there myself.

What helps me most is trying to focus on the positive side of being vegan. Follow more positive content like sanctuaries, rescue centres, recipe creators, plant-based fitness blogs - whatever makes you happy. Avoid engaging with upsetting content, that includes graphic footage of any kind, anti-vegan content, debates and arguments. Create a little bubble for yourself that you can escape in, even if that means having seperate accounts for when you’re feeling this way and just want some escapism.

Try and visit an animal sanctuary, even if you have to make this a long term goal if there isn’t one that is accessible to you. I can’t describe how helpful this is an experience, to remember who this is all about and the fact that not all animals are suffering and unhappy. Seeing wild animals in their natural habitat can achieve the same thing.

For me, the best balm to this sort of feeling is activism. It is a big part of why I do this, it isn’t all altruistic. Turning some people of that negative towards something positive can help you feel much less helpless. See if there are any animal rights groups in your area (you’d also make vegan friends) but if not, try doing some of your own work, even if that is just online, signing/making petitions, blogging, letter writing - whatever you can do.

I’d also recommend this talk from Melanie Joy about activist burnout, which something close to what you’re experiencing, and she has some really helpful advice. That pain and disconnect from others will always be there, but I hope you manage to find some tools for coping with it that work for you, that is really all any of us can do. Take care of yourself, anon!

[grave-queen-jakrabitt]

An in depth guide for how to get into professional wrestling (as a fan)

As a long time fan of wrestling I’ve tried to get a few people into wrestling and have found a few problems people usually have with getting into it. I’ll be breaking those down along with terms newbies might need for interacting with the fandom, it can be really intimidating to ask questions if you feel like you should know things by default so I made this

The WWE and AEW aren’t everything: there are so many companies 324 smaller North American and even some Asian companies formed independent wrestling television. You can watch more wrestling than you know what to do with. If you can’t pay the 10$ a month (absolutely no judgement like be hard) the internet is a treasure trove of free wrestling even without the ole yo ho ho. But this leads to another problem

“How will I know what I like?”: You won’t unless you’re gateway was catching wrestling while channel surfing and thinking it looked cool. Try everything once but don’t expect to like everything. Find a few indie matches before looking for anything specific so you can find a little bit of everything, you might like the showmanship, the technical details, weapon based violence, it may change with your mood but if you’re making an effort to get into it you’ll find something just take your time

“Some companies have so much history it’s overwhelming”: unless you are a devoted little lunatic don’t try to watch everything from the start, I did that with progress wrestling and I would watch 10 or so hours of wrestling, I’m still 32 shows behind and they run monthly. Almost any show from any company is a good start but I’d say allow yourself to go back like 3 shows max unless you’re already aware of where you want to start

“Things in wrestling don’t make sense”: that is true but an important thing to understand is wrestling has its own internal logic like any show really, these can vary from company to company but it’s like inertia. You start at “okay so this is happening because it’s wrestling” and you get to a point where you’re choice to suspend disbelief carries itself to “fuck it this might as well happen this is wrestling” that being said

It’s entirely valid to not enjoy something a company does and please don’t just accept something or feel like you have to wait it out. Take a break, keep an eye on it try something new but don’t feel like you have to stay glued to a bed of sand paper. You will not enjoy everything done by a company

Bring a friend and be a friend: having a friend to watch with and help you learn is always good but don’t feel like you have to share their opinion about a person or decision, any good friend will be respectful of that.

rules

A normal wrestling match is usually won by one of 4 ways. pinning your opponent to the mat with their shoulders down for 3 seconds, submission, disqualification or knockout

Other small rules: being outside the ring means any potential victory (often aside from a ko for safety) are invalid, if a limb makes contact with the ring rope during a pinfall submission or hold it’s considered out of bounds and must be broken, if you are outside the ring there is usually a 10 count sometimes 20 if you don’t come back to the ring you get disqualified, ignoring a rope break or using an illegal move like small joint manipulation has a 5 count, don’t hit the ref, fishhook anything, bite, or hit balls. No disqualification matches exist

A tag team match: in its most basic has 2 or more teams of an equal amount, only one member of each team is allowed in the ring at once and the others have to wait on the apron, the other partner can come in when they make contact with their partner in the referees vision. A 5 count is issued for double teaming moves. Sometimes it’s everyone at once in the ring, this is a tornado tag match

Steel cage: they put a cage around the ring and you win by either normal means or depending on the match escaping the cage

lucha de apuestas: if you make any friends with any interest in lucha libre you’ll often hear this term it just means a wager match basically the competitors each put something on the line, their right to mask, their hair, a title, or their career.

Terms

Face/technico: the term used for a good guy, technico is usually reserved for Mexican lucha libre

Heel/rudo: bad guy

Over: if someone is over or getting over they’re ve a fan favorite or in the process of getting there

Heat: negative crowd response

Booking: how the show is being written and how people are being used in that process

Cultural differences in wrestling

You’d be able to find any kind of wrestling in most places if you look hard enough but it’s really interesting how different wrestling styles evolved

America: we have historically had a lot of carnival wrestling. How do you con a bunch of small towns out of money with wrestling? Fix them to be more interesting while still having enough skill to put the everyday challenges away without any suspicion. This became the rough and tumble 70s southern brawl style but until the 90s it really just boiled down to “be able to fuck people up so you don’t have to”

Japan: this is a tricky situation because there are really 3 main styles of Japanese pro wrestling. Strong style focuses on a lot of striking a resilience along with strong fundamental holds, kings road style was also very resilience based but had a more defined match structure and had a focus on throws like suplex’s and head drops. Most modern Japanese wrestling is a kind of blend of those, then you’ve got the younger brother and hardest for me to talk about bati bati. I’m admittedly not that well versed in its history but from my understanding it’s like if MMA and pro wrestling had a baby that didn’t suck. There are better resources than me to learn from.

Mexico: the origin of the highly acrobatic lucha libre actually has to do with a lot of old Mexican rings being modified boxing ring, the gymnastics of lucha are in service of minimizing bad landings. But there are 2 other important aspects to lucha, Your mask/pride and your family. In lucha your mask is your identity and your legacy, it’s essentially sacred. Losing it is often how careers end, if you’re not a mask wearing wrestler pride is the substitute. But the pride of your family is just as important as often times it’s a multi generational commitment.

Europe/the UK: I’m not slapping these together out of disrespect they’re just extremely similar historically. For a while British wrestling greatly resembled its American counterpart but too many bad actors ruined it for everyone and pro wrestling was briefly banned until being revived with a unified and more strict ruleset with world of sport in the 70s that 80s, taking more after catch as catch can. Where as it’s European brother found it’s stride in long grueling tournaments as a test of skill, a tradition still carried on mostly in Germany with WXWs 16 karat tournament, progress’s super strong style 16, and even the wwe uk title tournament

[aplitvictim]

Defending my husband

Okay lowk I made this account to post all of my delicious and nutritious meta for JJBA and Trigun, but apparently my first post is gonna be about Squid Game. That's fine.

I've seen a lot of people making posts on tik tok about how useless Jun-ho is and that he didn't accomplish anything, and this is a take that has irked me because it has been in this fandom since season 1.

So, I have come on here to say: Jun-ho is not useless, he is actually very capable and smart and that the insane odds he is against are why he isn't able to accomplish much.

In season one, not only is he able to infiltrate their operation, which had been operating completely undetected for decades, but he manages to get close to the VIPs and get numerous amounts of very incriminating evidence on it, and remain undetected within their ranks for a solid chunk of time. And, once he is discovered, he doesn't get caught until the very end of the games. Had that evidence not been lost when he was yknow, shot and fell into the fucking ocean, it might have been over for the Squid Games.

(This is impressive for several reasons, the main one being we can assume no one has been able to infiltrate to the level that he has despite the fact that the games have been going on since the 80's. I think it was the 80's.)

But, in season 2 it does kinda feel like he is doing a whole lot of nothing in this season, especially because of how much he was able to accomplish in the season previous, even if it ended up being somewhat futile. All he does is fuck around on a boat and almost get blown up.

But, the first thing to note here is that it is obvious that not only the captain, but The Front Man and the other people in the game are interfering with his progress. Gi-hun's tracker was taken out and implanted on someone else the moment he entered the games, so right from the get go their operation is being tampered with.

There is then, of course, the scene where the man catches the captain meddling with their drone and consequently killing the guy who found him out, something he will very easily be able to explain away due to jun-ho and that one goofy guy's trust in him and the conditions of the weather that night.

These are all factors that hinder Jun-ho's progress, not to mention the two guys getting blown tf up on the island, which just makes things worse because now they have lost man power as well.

But, another thing that must be considered is that Jun-ho no longer has the element of surprise. In season 1, the games are simply operating as normal, because they have been doing so for years and have no reason to believe that there is someone attempting to invade their organization.

In season 2, however, they are now aware that Jun-ho has managed to infiltrate and get valuable information on them, and are now on guard and working actively to counter him, which puts Jun-ho at a disadvantage. This factor is compounded by the fact that we can assume that the captain is keeping the front man updated on all of Jun-ho's movements and plans, allowing him time to think of ways to counteract him.

The fact that the squid game executives are now working against him, and the captain being a spy, are why Jun-ho is not able to accomplish what he was in season 1.

TLDR: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE STOP CALLING HIM USELESS THATS MY HUSBAND UR TALKING ABOUT. And I want to add that I have seen ppl calling him dumb for not noticing that the captain is shady as hell, and he definitely is, but we have to remember that this guy saved Jun-ho's life, and the only times we see him act shady are when Jun-ho is not present. So we have to remember that we the audience know more than he does, and things that are like stupid obvious to us aren't to him bc he doesn't have the information and perspective that we have.

I do hope we get to see him being more bad ass in season 3, and I hope we get more interaction between him and the front man bc if there is one thing that makes me fold and kill myself its fucked up siblings on opposite sides of a conflict. anyways rant over. hate on capitalism or whatever

[3thirtyonethirtyone1]

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Omar Apollo X male!producer reader

SUMMARY: A certain producer seems to be part of every #1 song, but how will people react when they find out about his relationship with someone they didn't think of?

A/N: I'm soooo back from my writing slump!!!! Hope you'll like my new obsession writing approach!!

A/N: ‼️All the pics are not mine ( thank God for Pinterest)

❗ English is NOT my first language so be kind.

❗Every interaction is (sadly) purely fictional.

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Since every1 is like "OMG Y/N, I bet it's so chillax and easy to make music" I'm here to tell you that it isn't!!!

Exhibit 1: Trying to figure what objects in that wire carnage are mine and what stuff are my partners so I won't go to TDE with the wrong flashdriver.

Exhibit 2: Finding inspiration at a random party in a latino household

Exhibit 3: Working on something special with @doechii and a special guest

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happy ExtraL day for those who celebrate!!!!

it was such a great experience to work with Jennie and Doechii (obvs) and I hope you like it just as much as I did

By the way, my veins from the last picture are so visible due to dehydration in order to make the flow, not because I started gym

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[pursued-by-the-squid]

SORRY THIS IS SO LATE I’M HERE NOW!!! it’s finally let’s-be-weird-about-those-mentally-ill-senior-citizens o’clock and brother i am ready to work !

“you catch him glancing to the side, meeting gi-hun’s eyes over your shoulder” inho staking his claim immediately upon coming face to face with readers main squeeze feat. jealous ahh seong gihun

all reader’s problems coming from engaging with a stranger…. 👀👀 rip gihun everything you do to try and help people just makes it worse for them

it’s so funny reader’s like ‘great now i’m stuck here because youngil voted to stay… but wait… it’s not fair to blame just him 😔😔’ and the whole time it’s 1000% his fault they’re in the games 😭😭 he’s such a devious bastard

YESSS THANOS BEATDOWN SCENE LETS GET IT ‼️‼️you already know how i feel about this scene but reading that ‘wow isn’t anyone going to do anything smh’ again is just as funny as the first time

“one of them is clearly more normal than the other” possibly the most incorrect statement ever made by anyone in the history of people making statements

BITCH⁉️ istg if one more man interrupts and doesn’t let reader finish speaking !! i’m gonna crash out fr

i love that gihun isn’t allowing himself to truly indulge in what he feels for reader during the games because of the lack of safety hdgdghdgsh get yourself a man who will only be vulnerable with you when he thinks he’s going to die and won’t have to face any possible consequences for his actions ❤️

these two men pushing half a century on earth acting like actual children

“gi-hun beats you to it, of course, but he gets what he wants in the end” attention whore 🫵

RIP MY MAN JUNGBAE I KNEW U WERE A GONER BUT I’LL MISS YOU AND THE WAY YOU ALWAYS MANAGED TO INSPIRE SUCH VITRIOLIC HATRED IN INHO 🙏🙏🙏 i hope they let you make your funny little comments wherever you end up i know that’s what you would have wanted 😭😭😭

absolutely living for the crumbs of daeho, junhee and hyunju interactions it’s like walking past your friend’s class in school and waving to them through the door 😚

thank you for providing us another 12k of pure brilliance and fuelling my brain rot ily

NOT PUTTING BOTH MY SUGAR DADDIES IN THE SAME ROOM AMD PRAYING FOR HOMOEROTIC TENSION 💀💀💀 GIRL PLEASE i mean you're not wrong, but still

pls when i was writing the whole "don't talk to strangers"/"all my problems come from talking to strangers", i was laughing my ass off. GIRL THE SOURCE OF YOUR PROBLEMS IS LITERALLY SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU, WAKE!! UP!!! HE IS THE REASON!!!! HE IS EVERY PROBLEM YOU HAVE RN!!!! gi-hun won't answer the phone/is feeling suicidal?? THAT'S YOUNG-IL. you're being stalked by recruiters?? THAT'S YOUNG-IL. YOU GOT KIDNAPPED?? THAT'S FUCKING YOUNG-IL

akhdflaskjdhfglaksjdfh not the reader's biggest problem in the games being both love interests talking over them the entire time instead of, like, idk dying. and even worse, both of those love interests are ppushing or over 50 and tHEY'RE STILL ACTING LIKE THAT, I CANNOT

but! speaking of dae-ho, jun-hee, and hyun-ju crumbs....... bestie, the next chapter asljkdfhlaksdfh MORE CRUMBS

[2weebswrite]

Spade (TWST) -- The Story of Rhyme and How She Died

A good bit of angst here. Spade normally isn't so standoff-ish, but this is not long after her breakup with Leona and after a major blastcycle wreck that had her in the hospital for a couple of days. Once again, feel free to ask questions and poke me for more info. (I want to interact and answer and stuff)

Trey stiffens before slowly turning around to look at Ace. “Repeat that question again for me.”

Ace raises an eyebrow. “Who is Rhyme?”

Trey picks up the treats he had been working on and brings them over to the table. He sets them closer to Hannah, who looks up at him.

“Thank you, Trey!” She says before continuing to keep a close eye on how Deuce is solving the equation.

“Of course,” Trey looks back at Ace, “Where did you hear that name?”

Ace motions between himself and Deuce, “We heard Riddle talk about someone named Rhyme the other day. I think he was on the phone with someone.”

Deuce looks up from his homework. “That, or he was talking to himself.”

“Yeah, 'cause he was over by the hedgehogs.”

Hannah gently taps Deuce’s shoulder. “Focus.”

Deuce nods, “Right. Sorry,” he turns his focus back to the piece of paper in front of him and begins scribbling down numbers. “How exactly am I supposed to get the answer it's looking for?”

Hannah uses the tip of her pen to point out two equations. “Insert this equation into this one… Yep, just like that.”

“Thank you!”

“No problem, now keep going. You got this!”

Ace rolls his eyes, “Getting back on topic,” he looks at Trey, “Who is Rhyme?”

“Careful, while Spade’s been out all day, that doesn’t mean she can’t come back any minute now,” Cater says, entering the room.

“Hi, Cater!” Hannah gives a small wave, and Cater looks over at her.

“Hey, Hannah. Wasn’t expecting to see you here. I figured you would also be out with Spade.” Cater says, sitting down.

Ace groans, “What does Spade have to do with this?! I just want to know who the hell Rhyme is!”

“Quiet down, Ace,” Trey knocks him on the head, “This isn’t a topic that everyone needs to hear.”

“Plus, some of us are trying to study for the upcoming test!” Hannah says, tilting her head towards Deuce, who nods in agreement.

“Where did you even hear that name?”  Cater asks.

“They overheard Riddle mention it. I’m assuming his mom learned about the whole incident with Spade being Spade Racer and decided to call Riddle.” Trey says as he makes his way back to the kitchen counter.

Cater winces and shakes his head. “#Not-Fun-Times,” He looks at Ace, who sits across from him. “But if you’re going to be in the loop about this, you have to keep it on the down-low.”

“If it has to do with Riddle and Spade’s past, I can definitely understand that,” Hannah says, beginning to turn her attention to the conversation.

“Okay,” Deuce slides the paper he was working on to Hannah, and she begins to check it. “So, is this person dead or something?”

“It depends on who you ask.” Riddle says, and everyone jumps.

Ace quickly stands up. “Ho-House Warden!”

“I’m going to assume that you overheard me while I was on the phone.” Riddle questions.

Deuce shoots to his feet and bows. “I apologize, sir. I promise it wasn’t our intention to eavesdrop!”

Riddle shakes his head. “It isn’t entirely your fault,” he moves to sit down next to Ace, and Deuce straightens back up. “Spade wouldn’t be happy if she knew I was talking about her using that name, especially to Mother.”

“What do you mean?” Deuce sits back down, and Hannah slides his paper back over to him. It has a big smiley face and ‘100’ written on it in bright pink.

“You just need to work on remembering some of the more complicated steps,” Hannah says with a smile, and Deuce smiles back.

“Wait! Are Spade and Rhyme the same person? How many names and identities does this woman have?!” Ace yells, bringing attention to the topic at hand.

Cater quickly shushes him, “Once again, not information that everyone needs to know. In fact, the less people that know, the better.”

Trey looks at Riddle from his position in the kitchen. “Should I explain, or would you rather you did it? Not telling them isn’t an option. If they don’t get answers from us, they’ll go to Spade.”

Riddle shakes his head. “I’ll explain; she is my sister, after all.” He looks between the three freshmen. “This conversation goes nowhere. This information cannot be shared. Understand?”

“Understood.”

Hannah nods, beginning to put her pens and other materials in her bag.

“Good.” Riddle looks at Trey, “Will you prepare some tea?”

“I just finished preparing some,”  Trey responds, picking up a tray and bringing it over to the table.

“Thank you, Trey!” Cater says, and Riddle nods in appreciation.

“Now, I will start by confirming that, yes, Spade and Rhyme are the same person. Spade’s real name is Rhyme Roseheart.” Riddle says, adding a couple of sugar cubes to his tea.

“So then, why does she go by Spade?” Ace presses.

Riddle sighs. “In her words, ‘Rhyme is dead,’ she was ‘killed’ by our mother a long time ago.”

“But that doesn’t make any sense. She’s still alive, right? She’s not a zombie or something… Right?” There’s a small flash of panic that crosses Deuce’s face.

“No, she’s alive,” Trey says. “She explained it to me like this, ‘Rhyme is the girl their mother tried to raise, the girl with no freedom. The child that was forced to do nothing but study and forced into being a perfect child.’”

“Basically, the child who would’ve been exactly like Riddle was, nya!” Chenya says, appearing out of thin air. Everyone jumps and turns to look at the ‘intruder.’

“Chenya! What are you doing here?” Riddle shouts.

“I was planning to check up on Spade, but considering the topic of this conversation, I’m assuming she isn’t here, nya…”

“Holy shit…” Hannah takes a deep breath, her hand on her chest. “You scared me.”

“#Surprised!” 

“You gotta stop doing that, man,” Ace says.

“Seriously…” Deuce lets out a breath.

“Why you keep coming back, I’ll never understand. You get chased out every time.” Trey comments.

Chenya smirks, “It’s not like they ever actually catch me., nya~!”

“Can we please stay on topic?!” Ace shouts.

“I honestly don’t know the whole-” Riddle starts.

“Because she was so focused on Riddle and got tired of fighting me at fucking every turn,” Spade says, and everyone turns to see her leaning up against the doorway. She glares at everyone sitting at the table. “So she put all her effort into Riddle, pushing him harder than she ever did me. She wanted to make sure he wouldn’t have a single chance to rebel just like I did.” She scoffs, “It’s why she cracked down so hard the one time Riddle got a taste of what a normal childhood was like.” Her gaze lands on Riddle, “The only way I got out was at your expense.” There’s a bit of remorse and guilt in her eyes.

“I’m so glad to see you’re alright, Spade! Nya~” Chenya says.

Blatantly ignoring Chenya, Spade continues. “Now, why the hell are you talking about this?” Her voice is low, clearly irritated.

“The freshmen were curious?” Cater says, but instead of coming out as a statement, it sounds more like a question.

Spade raises her eyebrows, “And?”

“We didn’t want them asking you,” Trey says, his gaze lowering to the table.

“Where did they even hear that name?”

“We–” Deuce begins, but the look on Spade’s face stops him.

“I didn’t ask you.”

Ace starts to get up, “Hey–!”

Spade turns on Ace, suddenly, there’s a whirl of magic, and he’s forced back into his chair. Hannah watches the encounter with wide eyes. She’s never seen Spade so angry and stand-offish. 

Riddle stands, and Spade walks forward a bit to face him head-on. Even with the boot on her foot, she radiates power and strength; magic rolls off her in waves. “They overheard me talking to Mother.” Riddle says.

“And why were you even talking to that Witch about me?” Spade practically spits out the word ‘witch’ as if it were the most vile thing to have ever come out of her mouth.

Riddle straightens, his head held high. “She was bad-mouthing you.”

“So?” Spade raises a brow, “She always does that, what’s the difference?”

“I couldn’t stand hearing her talk like that after everything that’s happened, not after realizing how wrong what she did was.” Riddle says, closing his eyes.

Spade shakes her head. “Next time, tell her there’s no point in talking about a dead girl.” She turned and walked away, heading back to her room.

Hannah rises to follow after her friend, but Chenya puts a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “Don’t. It’s better to leave her alone right now.”

“Are you sure?” Hannah looks at Chenya. All the juniors and Riddle nod.

“It’s worse because she can’t even go out for a ride…” Cater says.

Riddle looks at Cater, “What do you mean?”

“You really didn’t notice?” Trey questions. Riddle shakes his head. “That’s how she destresses. She goes for a ride on her blastcycle; it’s why you can’t find her at night sometimes.”

“You always said she was at Savannaclaw!”

“To be fair, Riddle, you would’ve flipped a casket if you knew she wasn’t even on campus during those times,” Cater says, and Trey nod.

Riddle sighs, “You’re right, I apologize.”

‘Umm…” Deuce begins.

“What’s up, Deuce?” Trey focuses his attention on the freshman.

“It still doesn’t make sense why Spade is ‘dead.’” Ace points out. Deuce nods.

“The night Riddle got caught out with us,” Chenya motions between him and Trey, “Spade was kicked out of the house.”

Deuce stands, “What? Are you serious?”  He shouts.

“You’re kidding…” Ace mutters.

“Please tell me you’re joking…” Hannah begs.

Riddle looks at his feet, and Trey shakes his head. “I wish he was.”

Cater lays a hand on Hannah’s shoulder.

“She started staying with my family after that,” Chenya says. “I remember my mom opening the door and Spade just standing there, asking if she could stay with us for a while. She was soaked from the rain and had a big bruise on her face.” Chenya looks at Riddle. “I remember being so confused because she wasn’t even crying. She was just…”

“It was like she was dead inside after that.” Trey finishes.

Deuce plops back down in his chair, and the room was quiet for a few seconds.

“She was like that for a while…” Chenya mumbles.

Tears form in Hannah’s eyes. “To think a mother could be that cruel to her own child.”

“She has no right to even talk about Spade.” Deuce clenches his fist, shaking in anger.

“Why does she even care…” Ace questions under his breath.

“We still share a last name,” Riddle answers. “What Spade does can still affect our mother’s reputation.”

“Reputation and image are everything to those with wealth and influential power. Plus, imagine what would happen if Spade told people everything that she went through. Everything that her mother put her own children through.” Cater explains.

“Why hasn’t Spade done that? It would be the perfect way to get back at her.” Ace asks.

The upperclassmen look at Riddle, and Hannah follows their gaze. “It would affect Riddle too…” She says in a soft voice. “Their mother wouldn’t be the only one affected.”

Riddle looks away.

“She told me that she never did it ‘cause she didn’t want people to pity her.” Cater looks at Hannah before turning back to Riddle. “But honestly, I think it’s really because she didn’t want Riddle to get caught up in everything as well.”

Chenya speaks up next, “She always felt bad for abandoning you.”

“I know…” 

[jhilsara]

Tie Me to You/ Chapter 6

Chapter Summary: Mika gets stuck grocery shopping with Sam... who hasn't really spoken to her in 2 months.

Word Count: 2.5k

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Chapter Warnings: None!

This fanfic will explore heavier emotions and will have eventual smut. Minors DNI

Can also be found on AO3 X

They told me all of my cages were mental

So I got wasted like all my potential

And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad

I have a lot of regrets about that

this is me trying - Taylor Swift

Chapter 6

It took one interaction for Mika to realize that she and Sam were very different people. It took a couple more for her to realize that he makes her blood boil in ways that make her eye twitch and her fingers curl into fists. She feels like a child with how quick to anger she becomes around him.  

 It takes a month for her to conclude that there is no hope for them to create a relationship like she has with the other brothers. She doesn’t even see them ever being civil, let alone being friends. 

It takes two months for her to feel hopeless and that her and Sam are just two people living together. Nothing more and nothing less.  

Indifferent.  

It frustrates Mika that she can’t interact with Sam normally. 

 Damien and Matthew had been so easy to talk to. They were so invested in the human world and full of questions.  She didn’t struggle to keep conversations with them. It almost felt like she had brothers the way they would laugh and recall stories of her grandfather.  

Erik, she had surprisingly gotten insanely close to. He had cleaned out her grandfather's room like he said he would, and he made it feel like it was hers. He had put all her grandfather's belongings into the office and told her it was sorted and ready for when she wanted to go through it. When she saw the room for the first time it truly felt like it wasn’t a hollow reflection of her grandfather. It felt like it was hers. Erik had rearranged the furniture pieces, unpacked her belongings she brought with her, and had gone out to find some things he thought suited her tastes.  

Mika didn’t dread sleeping in there anymore.  

The first night in the newly renovated room was the best sleep she had gotten since her grandfather died. It didn’t fix her grief, but it made the ever-lonely nights easier.  

James was also a rough start, but it wasn’t so bad after he talked to her in the garden. She wouldn’t say she was close with him, but she could find common ground. Not to mention James offered to free her from the duties of the family company. They had been planning the announcement party for her to name him as CEO. He had no issues believing he could use his powers of enthrallment to persuade everyone to believe them. It was the logistics of planning everything and sending out the invitations and RSVPs.  

The date was set for early May, and they already had confirmations from news outlets wanting to cover the “Young New CEO of Anderson Toys”. They were getting that story, just not who they thought it was with. James had also suggested they turn the event into a commemoration ceremony for her grandfather and Mika couldn’t be happier. Most of her grandfather’s friends were left out of his funeral or weren’t even given a chance to know. She wanted to celebrate her grandfather with the people he actively loved and worked with. 

Her father had also already sent his confirmation that he was coming. She hated how looking at his name sent a wave of fear through her body. She wasn’t a child anymore, but he still had this effect on her. She hated how small she felt next to him.  

James reassured Mika that her father wouldn’t get near her. She appreciated the effort and the support from him. It was kinder than anything her parents had ever done for her. It was nice to have someone looking out for her.  

It was nice to have people to come home to, who greeted her warmly. She had never experienced a welcome home. Her mother was distant, and her father was cold. Mika had been told countless times how important it was that she didn’t disappoint them.  

Their perfect, porcelain doll daughter. Beautiful and ready to crack at any moment. 

Sometimes she felt like she was cracked, broken from the inside, held together only by willpower. She had spent so long walking a tightrope in her parents' house. 

In this home though, she was free. She came home to smiles and welcome backs. She came home to meals every night with the band of brothers. It was a home... a family, if she dared tried to call it that.  

...but there was Sam. Sam who had made it overly clear that he wanted nothing to do with her. He avoided her like the plague. If she didn’t find her interactions with him so frustrating, she’d be insulted. 

She thought she could deal with it, that it wouldn’t bother her. His silent attitude, his snarky remarks that made her want to argue back and forth. Mika's relationship with Sam, if she could call it that, was tumultuous at best.  

She wanted to get along with all of them, even if that seemed impossible. Sam clearly, making it harder than it needed to be. 

She only ever really talked to him if it was in group conversations at dinner and designating tasks when they did group grocery shopping trips.  

It mostly consisted of Matthew, James, Sam, and her. Erik and Damien would come if they were free but preferred not to overload the car. 

Matthew only went because James and Sam were constantly fighting over grocery items and meal preps. Even if James was the one who cooked the most. Sam was very opinionated over the quality of meat and vegetables. To the point that he’s gotten in a few arguments with the butchers. 

Mika still hasn’t been back to the good meat shop downtown since he argued over the cut of ribs they were buying that time. It truly was embarrassing.  

Today, was grocery shopping day. Today, Matthew and James were not coming. So, it was only Sam and her.  

She was dreading this trip more than normal.  

Mika’s putting on her shoes to leave and she calls out for Sam.  

“I’m ready to go Sam, unless you want me to go alone, which is fine too!” she says holding onto the door frame as she slides on her rain boots. April was always wet, more than she’d like.  On the bright side, her flower bed was looking amazing.  

“Leave you alone to pick out the produce? No way.” His voice pipes up closer than she registered. She looks up and sees him holding the door open, like she wasn’t the one waiting for him.  

How was he so fast?  

She grabs her keys and motions for him to follow. The car ride to the grocery store is bleary and silent. The low rumbling of the radio and the rain hitting the windshield is the only noise heard between them in the car.  

It makes her anxious, how heavy the silence feels.  

Once they’re inside the store, Sam grabs a basket and goes off to the produce section leaving her alone. She sighs and pushes her shopping cart to gather the things on the list.  

Once she’s done, she’s standing in the freezer section contemplating what ice cream she wanted. She hears Sam’s heavy footsteps before she sees him as he sets his basket in the cart. Filled with meat, veggies, and fruits.  

“Are you not done yet?” he asks her, tone a bit accusatory.  

She shakes her head, “No, I am. Just thinking about something for me to veg out with later.” she hums in thought.  

He quirks a brow at her, “Isn’t ice cream like, I don't know, sad food?” he questions.  

Mika turns and gives him a sharp look of irritation. He’s said maybe two sentences to her, and she’s already done with this shopping trip. 

She just sighs and reaches in for a small pint of lemon custard and places it in the cart.  

“Lemon?” Sam asks, looking over her shoulder. 

She can feel her eye twitching, ready for this conversation to be over, “Yes,” She hisses out, “It’s my favorite.” she says defensively. 

“Don’t people usually get chocolate when they’re sad?” He states taking a step back to gently pry the cart from her hands and push it.  

Mika bristles, “I like lemon custard. Didn’t know I was gonna get grilled for my depression ice cream of choice!” she says in an irritated huff.  

She did not need this right now. Sam had never tried to talk with her before, and today wasn’t the day to start. All she wanted to do was go home, curl in her bed, and watch a movie with her ice cream.  

Not answer arbitrary questions that he clearly didn’t care what her answers were.  

“I’m not grilling you!” He groans out pushing the shopping cart. “I’m trying to have conversation...” he mumbles to himself.  

Mika freezes and moves to stand in front of him, stopping the cart from moving, her eyes bright with fury. 

“Then why do it now? Why not sooner? Why not in the car, or look through the store with me, or, god forbid,” she scoffs at him, “the million times you’ve avoided me!” she hisses out voice raising with her anger. She was tired of being angry, but Sam knew how to pick at her. Say or do all the right things that made her feel something besides sorrow.  

She loathed it. 

Sam’s brows furrow down, like they always do when he frowns at her, “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asks in a cold tone.  

Mika glared at him and decided against starting a fight in the middle of a very public grocery store. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath trying to center herself. Sam could just look at her the wrong way and she felt the pit of her stomach turn.  

“Just, forget it. Let’s check out.” Mika pushes ahead walking towards an empty checkout line.  

She can feel his silent fuming next to her. He’s simmering like a pot about to boil over. Maybe this was it. This was the moment the two of them would finally scream it out and agree to never talk to each other again.  

She could handle that. In fact, Mika would prefer that in this moment than having to be stuck next to him with his glare burning holes into the back of her head as she pays the cashier. 

They aggressively load up the car with their groceries and get in to go home. The sooner she was home, the sooner she could run off to her room. Where there wasn’t an overly muscular man observing every move, she made.  

Once they’re seated in the car he turns to her snapping in a clipped tone, “What did you mean inside?”  

Mika clutches the steering wheel tightly, focusing on the road and not Sam’s face, “Exactly what it sounded like Sam.” she says dryly. “You avoid me, all the time! So, forgive me, but I find it extremely hard to believe you when you say you’re trying to start a conversation... you’ve had plenty of better opportunities to talk to me.”  

Sam opens his mouth to try and argue with her. He doesn’t say anything though, just keeps opening and closing his mouth like a gapping fish. He can’t argue with the truth. 

She raises her brow in a pointed look, “Point proven. Now can we just go back to you ignoring my existence?” she bites out bitterly.  

Sam’s face hardens, he leans forward making sure his body is facing her, “I can’t ignore your existence, in fact, I’m more than aware. I can’t get away from you.” his voice is low, almost a growl.  

She’s had it. How dare he act like she was the problem. She slams on the brakes and pulls over to the side of the road. If she was going to get into an argument, she would look him in the eye. She couldn’t believe his audacity! 

“Okay Sam, be so fucking real right now. What you just told me makes no sense! You never talk to me, hell, half the time you won’t even look at me!” She says facing him completely and trying to keep herself collected. Her tone rose, and she was five seconds away from screaming in frustration. Sam made her want to pull her hair out.  

He just continues to glare at her. “Half the time you either leave the room when I enter it or you’re hiding on the roof. I don’t know what I did to you, but I’m sorry okay! Just don’t sit here and act like you care or notice me, or whatever it is you’re trying to say!” Mika can feel her face flushed clearly frustrated.  

His own scowl deepens as he opens his mouth, “I’m not pretending to care about you idiot! Who do you think was dragging your ass to bed every night you’ve been crying yourself to sleep on the couch? It sure as hell wasn’t anyone else!”  

She pauses, her eyes widen in surprise. It was Mika’s turn to be stunned into silence.  

Sam realizes what he’s just admitted, and his own face flushes from embarrassment. He lets out a heavy sigh and pushes his hair back and his eyes drift to look out the window. “That’s not-fuck.” he groans in a hushed tone.  

She looks at him in confusion unsure of what to do with the information he’s provided. Mika slowly eases the tension from her body as she moves to sit back in the seat.  

“I’m... confused.”  

“I’m sorry, okay.” Sam tells her with a sigh. He looks back over to her, “I swear I’m not trying to be a dick... I just didn’t want to irritate you after the whole, kiss situation.” he sounds embarrassed just mentioning it.  

“Before I knew it two months went by and, I didn’t know how to talk to you... you just seemed to avoid me, so I assumed-” he trails off his sentence, unsure of where to go or what he even means.  

Mika sits in silence for a moment before dissolving into a fit of laughter. She covers her face with her hands to try and muffle her laughter but her whole body shakes as she laughs.  

“I’m sorry! Sorry I just-” she turns to him, looking at him through her hands, “are you telling me you were too embarrassed to talk to me?” She bites her lip, trying to stifle her giggles.  

Sam’s face is bright red as his voice hitches in annoyance, “I- no! That is not what I’m saying!” 

Mika’s still smiling, trying to calm herself down, “Really? From where I stand that’s exactly what it sounds like.” she teases. 

Sam sighs and leans back in the seat. Hands covering his face now. “Fine... you win.” he mumbles.  

She reaches out to touch Sam’s arm lightly. It’s meant to be reassuring but the way he jolts, like he’s been shocked, from her touch has her retracting a little. She chews the inside of her cheek for a moment looking for something to say. 

He’s looking at her though, with a soft smile. The first she's seen from him. Mika thinks he looks infinitely better when he’s smiling.  

 “If it makes you feel any better, Damien and Erik chewed me out...” he tells her, it’s half joking.  

She snorts, “It does actually.” she says smugly.  

She sits back shaking her head in disbelief. She drives them back home, the silence not so heavy in the car, but one of understanding.  

Life gets a little easier after that.  

[imanopossum]

maybe people are just blocking you because you're spamming the henry tag with irrelevent drama? tumblr isn't like twitter or tiktok. no one really cares about that kind of stuff here. most of us just find it bothersome. we tend to adhere to "don't like, don't read" or "block and move on" or "fiction ≠reality". I can see why that might not be intuitive to a newly-adult teenage fan, given how twitter and tiktok work, but we really do like the rules from the golden era of fandom around here.

anyway yeah. people will absolutely enjoy your content until you become more bothersome than it's worth. that's kind of how tumblr works. most of us are over 20 years old, and a good portion are out of college and have a full time job. we just want to see posts about our faves, not a tag full of wank and beef over a non-issue. it kills the mood. none of us want to come home after an 8 hour shift to a tag full of needless negativity. it's just tiring, aggravating, and yes, annoying.

the vibe in the henry tag was really chill before you started picking fights and clogging the tags with posts mocking people for blocking you.

if anyone's bitching about you, they're not doing it in the tag, thank god. i don't think i could handle two people beefing in the tag incessantly.

ok tagging i can understand, and yeah i did just get tumblr. so you’re right about that, i don’t hesitate to agree when you have a valid point. but fiction≠reality isn’t entirely true, it can still affect people in real life.

the issue is if if it was one person, yeah just block and move on. but somehow, the entire henry tag is littered with content of an extremely problematic ship which somehow people don’t understand is problematic. so now i have no choice but to either leave the fandom entirely, which would suck because this is such a niche fandom and i wish i could interact with normal people who enjoy what i enjoy, or call out how weird this ship is. and yeah, when i get on tumblr i want to see good silly posts about my favorite characters too. i don’t want to see his abuse be romanticized all lana del rey core. i don’t want to see everybody calling henry brenner’s malewife after everything brenner has done to him. and vastly incorrect interpretations of characters who get hate for no reason other than that (when the fuck did patty sexually abuse henry? did we see the same goddamn play? did you not see how her saying she loved him snapped him out of mind flayer control and he said he loved her back? i’m genuinely so confused and bewildered by that.)(also, i don’t really care if people headcanon henry as gay, but EVERYONE is so gung ho about it and treat it like it’s fact when it’s not, it’s an opinion, and that’s fine but if someone has the audacity to say he’s not they get attacked and get called homophobic, and that’s not a reason to hate patty.), yet any time i log onto the tag i see that and can’t avoid it. and i’m sick of it

and how am i the one picking fights when all i did was one singular vague post and then certain people have been incessantly posting about me and victimizing themselves and invalidating other peoples traumas ever since

(also if you assume a vague post is about you, and say you were waiting for people to criticize a certain fic you’re writing, maybe that’s a sign you shouldn’t be writing it and know you’re the problem?)

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

let's do a reversal! pick 8-10 asks that didn’t have Delta in them and tell me what I’d be like if he was. i’d kinda prefer adopted twin!Delta, but do whatever!

Let's go with some recent asks, and with the Twin!Delta (basically an AU where another Classic Sans and Papyrus adopts Disbelief Papyrus as Papyrus's twin brother if you're new here)!

Skeleton had to go under anesthesia. When he wakes up, completely shoot, he asks to the guy next to him who he is and what's he's doing in his room. That's his brother lol. Skeleton is shocked to learn he has a brother. Reaction?

Delta is quite confused since... Uh... He can see himself right in front of him. He's not gonna lie, he's starting to freak out, wondering how it's possible he can see himself in front of him if he's himself. He's he even himself? Wait, how does he knows if he is himself or not? And who is he to start with? His brain freezes from that point and he chooses to fall back asleep to restart his brain lol. When he wakes up, both Sans and Papyrus are very concerned despite the doctor telling to them it's normal he's like this. Having an identity crisis after an anesthesia is a very Papyrus way to deal with the situation, that's all.

The Undertale characters are having a family dinner with their S/O's family. S/O's grandma starts to flirt with them, but not really seriously. They're charming them playfully. They are just charmed by their partner and want to know more. How do they react?

He's so anxious. Delta is not very comfortable to start with, but now your Grandma is stressing him out and he's calling you for help. Since you told him to get over it and didn't help him, he found another solution and begged Papyrus to switch place with him because he's more comfortable with weird social interactions. He forgot to precise to his twin that your grandma is about to flirt with him, but oh well. It's not that important. Papyrus comes homes with five itchy pullovers and refuses to talk to Delta all night long.

Hi, how do the Skelly's like to dance?

Delta is a shy dancer at first, but if you're cheering him on, he might get more comfortable as the party goes on. He really wants to have fun, but he's not too comfortable doing it in public. However, when Papyrus is with him, it always end bad as poor Delta always gets convinced to drink with Undyne and him, and then somehow it's always happening the craziest thing during the parties, like that time Undyne decided that if she had two hands, it's to dance with the both of them at the same time and she made them spin until neither of them could hold on their legs anymore, just begging her to let go.

Can I get how UT, US, Uf, sans would react to their s/o having a best friend who doesn't like monsters. How would they act when they are around or when the s/o isn't looking?

Delta really doesn't like your friend and will repeatedly show his discomfort to you so you understand it. He has trouble with people disliking him just for being a monster, it reminds him too much of what happened Underground. He tries to ignore them as much as he can, but he can't say nothing when your friend antagonizes him as soon as you're gone. Delta is going to tell eyes in eyes to cut your bullshit and leave him alone or he'll sue you for monster racism. He prefers to leave after that and goes home, upset.

So, their s/o was chilling inside their hom, and some random stalker break into the house and ries to kill them for dating a monster, but s/o kill the human before in self-defense. What would happen if the skellies came home and saw the mess, the dead stalker's body and a panicked s/o not knowing what to do?

Delta freezes when he sees the body. He's badly triggered. He can't stand the view of the blood, or the corpse, and he's really not feeling well. He's still glad his S/O is fine, but... He never thought he would have to deal with this in another world. He doesn't want to deal with that. He calls Sans to take care of this, and just gets out of the house with his S/O. He's going to have nightmares for months after that, and he's wearing his brother's jacket again. He needs comfort, but neither S/O or his adopted brothers can't really understand what he went through, so he isolates himself.

What would the reaction of the main skelebros be to being unusually quiet?

Sans didn't notice Papyrus is unwell, but Delta noticed. He's not sure what to do since... Well, even if he's technically adopted, he still struggles to show how he cares, scared to be rejected. But he knows way too well that when Papyrus goes silent, it means something is really wrong. He'd been there. And Delta feels sick leaving him like this. During his stay Underground, loneliness is what bothered him the most, even with Sans. So... He slowly approaches Papyrus and asks him what's wrong. Papyrus is shocked he noticed, but, eh. Maybe they can try to be better at showing things together?

Which skellies are most likely to let their S/O sleep on top of them and which skellies are most likely to sleep on top of their S/O?

He needs to feel his S/O is there so he gives them the hug of death lol, just squeezing them in his arms like some big teddy bear to make sure they're not going to disappear during the night. He might sometimes call you Sans in his sleep which can be quite heartbreaking though.

A random guy kidnapped skeleton to escape the police and handcuffed themselves to him. Now they're running through the city, trying to escape. Who complies? Who is not?

Delta is freaking out. He doesn't like to be too close to humans with a level of violence and be forced to stay by their side even more. So, uh, as soon as no one is around, Delta summons a huge bone and knocks them out, hitting them right behind the head. He apologizes once they're on the ground, and uses his puzzle skills to unhandcuff himself. He then handcuffs the guy to a fence and calls the police to get them.

Someone tied a dog to a tree in front of skeleton's house, and now it's raining a ton. What do skeletons do?

That's a long time he has lost faith in humanity, so he's not too surprised some guys would just leave their dog under the rain. He gets nervous as he realizes that's some hours now and the dog is still here. Delta runs under the rain to pick up the poor dog and brings him home to safety. He brings the dog to the vet the next day to see if he has a chip. He's disgusted to discover the dog has one, but that his owner is refusing to take the dog back, even asking the vet to put it to sleep. Delta adopts the dog. He can't bear this. He hopes his ex-owner will cross paths one day to show them how happy the dog is now.

Undertale characters slip on ice and break their butts/tail bone.

The two grandmas in the house in front of his are talking about how Delta is always polite and nice to everyone and how he's a model for the young ones in the street. Suddenly, they hear Delta screams and starts cursing the whole world in pain, trying to sit down but actually falling back on the ice. The grandmas are in shock. Delta is not innocent, what the hell. They're going to need muffins to forget.

[divinescale]

                           ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

—𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞—

AJ. She/her. 26. promo. rules & info down below.

             ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴏ?

                         ɪꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ?

Hello and welcome! Quick thing about me: My name is AJ! I’m 26, she/her, and I love to write. I love having creative conversations, analyzing characters/plots, and literally chatting about anything. My favorite genre is horror! Love to read horror books, and watch horror movies when I can!

1. Let’s be respectful. I ask you treat me, and any of my mutuals with respect. If there is an issue with me or anything please come talk with me. I can’t read your mind, and I know you can’t read mine. With that being said, the only drama that is allowed on my blog is within threads. 

2. Triggers. There may be some triggering content on here. If you are heavily triggered by religious imagery, then I ask you don’t follow this blog. I will try and tag certain things, but I am only human.

3. Original characters. I love them. Normally many have about pages, or small summaries of them, but just make sure it’s there for me to access. You are more than welcome to also message me about your baby as well! I would love to listen! 

4. Out of character chatter. I love to chat/plot. Don’t be afraid to message me!!!! We can just chat about our day or about our muses. 

5. Interaction. I do prefer to plot in some way. I do like a good meme, but sometimes those can be too bland for me. It seems like I answer the same way which is what gets really boring for me. I lose interest in the thread. That is why I do prefer to plot a little. 

6. Verses/Fandoms. I am open to pretty much anything. I am aware of H.azbin Hotel/Helluva Boss which I am open to writing my take within that fandom, however, I have Michael on my angel multi for Ha.zbin over at angelicarch. (But if you’d rather write that verse here, I’m fine with that too!) Also, the TV series Lucifer (though it’s been a while since I’ve watched it). In general if I follow your blog I wanna write with you. 

7. Shipping. Not sure how I will go about this, but in general it may be difficult with him. Either way, I do love a good ship! Don’t hesitate to contact me if you have shipping in mind. We can talk about it (note: this isn’t an automatic ‘yes’. I’d like to see if our muses click in that way)

8. Angels/Archangels. Michael views his fellow angels and archangels as siblings despite them not actually being related. Since they work closely with goals similar in the end, he finds them as a big family. (The idea of Lucifer and Michael being close is something I like a lot, and that will be themed across my blog).

9. Icons. I'm currently making some icons, but I am totally chill with being iconless. Don't feel like you HAVE to use icons. Probably most of the time I won't myself.

About: The chief of all angels and archangels, the champion of justice and righteousness, the leader of the heavenly army, the prince of heaven, an archangel, and seraphim protects Heaven in its entirety from the evil that his brother created— Lucifer, his brother for whom he banished in the Great War. His presence is felt amongst earth and its people from time to time, protecting them from sin in many forms: A fireman, a helpful stranger, a soldier, but mostly a policeman. His presence is warm, inviting, strong, fierce, safe, and kind. Those with darkness in their heart feel uneasy and fearful around him.

He appears youthful yet aged, beautiful blue eyes, blond hair that reaches his shoulders, athletically fit, and a face of stone. His three pair of wings are pure white, but seem to glitter and look like diamonds.

Michael is a walking arsenal:

His Heavenly sword

Daggers attached to thigh holsters (not in view)

His wings can harden like a shield

Feathers can be detach like shot arrows or he can pluck feathers to make daggers as a last resort

Heavenly blades attached to tactical shoulder holsters (not in view)

Scales (not a weapon, but for when judgement day comes he can weigh souls)

His own ability of holy light (heat that rivals the sun)

Strength (as said second strongest from God)