#which is extra funny knowing these communities hate each other

[idolomantises]

(different anon) Vern is peak character desig! he/cog was one of the reasons I started following you! I also actually enjoyed your su character redesigns that reimagined them as having another much less humanoid/more alien form (but we don't have to open that can of worms lmao)

Haha oh my GOD that. Really funny because I flat out said “I don’t mind that the gems are humanoid, I just wanna do my own take” and some artist accused me of trying to “fix” the designs and insulted me.

Steven universe fans really do feel like the precursor for the mess that is the Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss fandom

[shouts-into-the-void]

Just read screenshots of the Aaron extra chapter and I have so many thoughts, so here they are:

It's always so funny to me to be reminded of the fact that the animosity between Aaron and Neil is mostly one-sided. Like, Neil finds Aaron frustrating, but all the antagonistic stuff he does to him is ultimately in service of helping him in some way and while he's angry when Aaron provokes him, he otherwise regards him with disinterest and even expresses the desire to see what he's like when he's relaxed and enjoying himself during the party with the Vixens. Meanwhile Aaron just really hates that man.

I really appreciated Nora using this chapter to clear up some of the gripes a lot of the fandom has had with Aaron's character in the past and confirm that Aaron's comments to Nicky have to do with his cousin making graphic and unwanted sexual advances on their teammates, and his accusations towards Neil were from a place of concern for his brother. I also liked that it was pointed out that of course he would have at least some internalized homophobia due to being raised by religious zealots in a conservative area, but is unlearning it due to Nicky.

On a similar note, I'm glad that we were provided the context that Nicky's inappropriate behavior is a defense mechanism to weed out people who might hurt him rather than legitimate advances, because I think the fandom tends to forget that he is also a character with extreme trauma written outside of the "perfect victim" stereotype. His actions aren't okay, but the entire point is that they are the result of what he's had to endure just like every other member of the team

The implication that Andrew specifically signed with the Foxes so Aaron could go to college

Aaron and Andrew have the same nervous habit of picking at loose thread

It causes me physical pain to see Andrew clearly trying to open up to Aaron about his self-harm, but because his way of communicating is less straightforward (he doesn't lie, but he because he stuggles to confront and be open with his emotions, he presents the truth in flowery, vague language) and because the two dont really know or understand each other, Aaron can't fully grasp the implications of what he's saying

On the subject of things that cause me physical pain: baby Aaron telling his mom that he wanted to be a neurosurgeon like the people on TV and her laughing and saying he'd never make anything of himself. Fuck Tilda Minyard, all my homies hate Tilda.

Andrew is so uncomfortable, someone Get Him Out of There.

Going off that and his nervous habits (that Aaron mentions he did often enough to be noticable as a habit premedication), I am highkey wondering if the reason Sober Andrew doesn't talk to anyone outside Neil is because he's just. Socially Awkward.

We get a little bit of insight into Andrew's "misogyny" (I personally think distrusting certain people as a result of extreme personal trauma is a little bit different than just being sexist, in the same way women distrusting men because they're used to being harassed and belittled isn't misandry, but that's up to your personal opinion) and that his distain for Katelyn comes from the fact that he thinks she's stringing Aaron along and will turn out to be awful like his previous girlfriends (there's also a notable implication that Aaron has the same self-destructive tendencies as Andrew, and may be why he went out of his way to get him into college and on the straight-and-narrow) also see that this extends to Bee as well despite their close relationship, with him being so afraid that she'd reject him for being gay that he can't even look at her while talking about Neil, probably made worse by the fact that she's a maternal figure for him, which is where this trauma response originates.

Aaron is the only person on the team who's aware that Andrew hasn't slept with Neil, and the only one to grasp the significance of the fact that they've gotten close to that point already despite Andrew's trauma, outside of Renee

It was overall really interesting to see inside Aaron's head (I actually wouldn't mind a book from his perspective, he has a similar way of thinking to Neil but much more grounded) and to see Andrew through the lense of someone who just views him as Just A Guy

[accio-victuuri]

4/29 candies to enjoy ^^ 🍭🍬🍩

this was a busy day for us cpfs. so i’m gonna compile some bits that made our cpn-senses go off! 😂

the most obvious, and my fave, because of how it follows the pattern is them not overlapping their releases. i thought gg was gonna release the gucci stuff at his usual 10:05 or 10:10 but he didn’t. that’s because wyb had jeanswest release on 10:30. i love how that was given it’s time till 13:00 when gg posted the ad. i’m clowning cause 13 is yizhan! and then 13:20 will be the weibo live for FPU, which was kinda delayed too when it went on. some more materials for GUCCI was released throughout the day but moreso on international platforms.

it’s hilarious cause i saw a hot take from an xz anti before who said he is “afraid” of doing stuff alongside wyb. that is their perception. lol. but i think even if you don’t believe in the whole cp thing, maybe it’s professional courtesy? maybe these two are friends and have this unspoken rule? 🤷🏻‍♀️

tho i was very happy to see them both pop up on my weibo opening screen! and to experience them having these international campaigns, for wyb, lacoste recently— makes me proud. 😌

a funny cpn from today is this parallel. in a segment at FPU, there was a moment where a fan said jiayou and wyb said cheering is not always necessary. It reminded us of that time xz was told to jiayou when he was about to go to the restroom and he’s like???? why do i have to jiayou???

oh these two. 😂😂😂

yibo is the resident gremlin who always has a smart ass reply or some savage comeback for you but xz usually doesn’t. but we know what he has that in him too and i wish we could see more of that!

bonus cuteness before we proceed, this edit of them looking like they are doing the choreo for jisoo’s flower 🌸 and they are BP fanboys so it fits!

now some double standards. in the movie channel interview, they were asked where they first met, and wyb couldn’t remember. compare this to how he was with xz! he was always very proactive that they met in ttxs!!!!

there was also a part where they were asked to give an example of what they wanna learn from each other. and if they communicated to learn. so HJY said street dance and WYB said jiu jitsu but they both weren’t able to learn from each other. in the meantime, wyb taught xz a dance routine 😂😂😂 among other things. i’m sure yibo will be more than happy to help someone out, but i think you have to be at a certain level of closeness to him. or he is really comfortable with you.

this last section is for the beaded bracelet. i think it’s time to discuss it again because this is the 3rd time he is seen with it. so this looks like something personal for him. tho i have to say, you have the coco crush which is both personal and part of him promoting chanel too. i’m invested in this cpn and at the same time frustrated because of the questions.

( p1: him wearing it for the fpu bazaar magazine shoot // p2: worn during the movie channel interview // p3: what so/os are saying is the bracelet not that it matters cause i can clown this too )

1. i hate how no wardrobe accounts have confirmed what it is. and i kinda understand cause we never see it fully, plus there is cpn attached to it so they are extra careful. which is also another source of my frustration. why does he wear it when he has long sleeves on??? he was wearing a shirt earlier and his arms were bare! but wait.. he changed his clothes and as soon as he had something to sort of cover it, the bracelet was on. 💀💀💀💀

it’s like he is purposely clowning us!

2. if this was a jewelry to show off and promote Chanel, why can’t we see it well? and i want to see the change in the beads’ color to confirm if it is what the solos say it is.

i’m also side eyeing international solos who are proudly commenting how wyb’s bracelet is luxury and not some cheap buddha beads like xz’s. what? it’s such an insult to a culture that is important to yibo. those bead bracelets made in specific temples for protection is part of his culture. he knows it’s importance and respects it. but what can i expect from solos really? lol. the bar is already very low when it comes to them but they still manage to disappoint me. 🪦

3. and if it is Chanel, i can still clown by thinking GG bought it for him so they can match. 😂😂😂 atleast with the aesthetic.

bonus: the bone necklace!!!!!

another bonus, i saw this photo of like a celebration i guess for queen of tears. and the cake! the way the actors are cutting it! lol. reminds of xz and wyb! 😂

banner edit source 圣衣雪琳

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[starriiskyy]

Hello please give me all your gustholomule headcanons or just anything in general you want to ramble about :V

ty for asking me i decided to let my mind take me wherever it wanted to go so thats whatcha get

ok first off.

matt had a big fat platonic crush on gus for a while. he also wasnt sure of how he even identified romantically and decides to stay unlabelled in that sense. gus on the other hand id's as bi.

theyre both asexual because i said so

a lot of times i see people look at gustholomule and be like 'oh, theyre not gonna be very physically affectionate with each other' WRONG. LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER. gus is mr. "im gonna hug all my friends all the time and constantly hold their hands because i love them" while matt is mr. "i wanna be someone's boyfriend so bad holy titan dear god i am yearning incarnate".

and matt is frowning in the birthday party photo from labyrinth runners because he's not used to being touched. has to warm up to and feel incredibly close to someone to be ok with it duh. and when they first start dating it is gus who usually holds his hands and stuff but once its been a while, 60% of the time its matt grabbing for his hand or giving him a hug. he wants it really bad. he just has a little way to get comfortable. which is why...

gustholomule doesnt get together until at least a year or two after WAD. yeah you heard me. they're too arospec and oblivious and their communication skills are way too bad for it to be any earlier than that.

yeah speaking of. They almost stop talking to each other completely during the pining phase. cause matt gets quiet when he has a crush and gus gets dumb. but gus thinks matts upset with him and that hes the problem so he starts pulling away. and then they both just become distant. its only when they both decide that they dont want to throw away the friendship like that that they are able to acknowledge their own feelings to themselves and to each other.

but god they are so annoying and extra when they are dating. dear god. stupid artsy nerdy perfectionist theater kids. gus is always finding a new petname for matt and always calls him the sweetest dumbest things that make him turn bright red every time. matt tries to make big romantic gestures and surprise him with fancy dates and stuff. they still spend a lot of time being friends too though, as thats the basis of their relationship. but when theyre trying to be sappy theyre sappy as shit.

yeah once he gets comfortable matt is surprisingly cuddly. hes also tired alot, which means gus'll just be sitting on the couch or on his bed or even on the floor and matt will just shamble over to him and lazily crawl into his arms. or theyll be sitting next to each other and next thing gus knows is that hes being held,, matt ends up being very big spoon,, whatever,,

matt thinks gus is the most gorgeousest person to ever exist and literally cannot fathom how pretty and amazing he is and although he relates to gus's feelings of hating himself for not being perfect he wishes gus understood just how perfect he truly is to him, because gus really brightened up his life so much as soon as he was part of it,, while gus thinks matt is so super duper cutie patootie pie and finds everything about him so so endearing and special and just wants him to be happy and comfortable so he can hear his giggles forever and ever,, because with how smart and loyal and funny he thinks matt is, he thinks matt deserves nothing less than that happiness.

they both have very similar experiences that led them to view the world in different ways, which makes them understand each other so, so well and learn new lessons about themselves and who they want to be from each other. this makes matt really good at comforting gus and being there for him, and this makes gus quickly become someone that matt trusts and feels valued from.

overall i genuinely think that they would be a good pair and bring out the best in each other (even though they literally already have in the show haha)

and that they would also be really cute and sweet as a couple.

thats what i wanna say for now. thank you so much for asking haha. wow this was long

[dimlylittorch]

random commentary under the cut that no one cares about :3

I don’t really consider myself to be in any of the ‘fandoms’ on this website or any other because as silly as it sounds, the characters that I watch and love are my own. I have my own perception of them, and they belong to me. Because our perception is our reality, and no one can take that away from a person. I’d never argue over a character or an actor or a plot point or a storyline. Because someone will always have a problem with it. Media and any creative works are like lemonade. For some it will be refreshing, and for others it will only make them thirstier.

I find drama really exhausting. I’ll never understand how people take pleasure in discourse, unless it’s about important things. But I don’t consider ‘drama’ to be about important things lol. Seeing people argue over something as trivial as a tv show or an actor always amuses me. I might do it as a joke every now any then, but if anything I argue for the fact that everyone has a right to enjoy what they enjoy, and dislike what they dislike. But that doesn’t give them the right to police what other people enjoy or dislike.

For example: I enjoyed the Star Wars sequels. Not because they meshed in well with the story line. Not because they met my expectations. But because they are Star Wars. They are part of the franchise, and I love them for existing. Even if people think they were bad, they still had aspects worth loving. The cinematography alone was beautiful. Sure, it wasn’t what people wanted. But they already exist.. why be mad at them years later?

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Sometimes I read through those silly confession blogs, just because I wonder what goes on in other people’s heads. If I’ve learned anything, it’s that people love to say whatever when they can do so anonymously. I can’t imagine why anyone would want to run a confession blog, only to be posting other people’s judgements and hate. But then again, you do you.

I was reading one about Pedro Pascal. I adore Pedro Pascal. Some people have a problem with loving celebrities, but I don’t see an issue with it. I’ll never meet him, and I probably don’t even love him. I love the version of him in my head. My own little Pedro Pascal who lives in my perception of reality. I find it funny that people argue over people they will never know, and probably would never care to know if they just met them on the street before they were famous.

I just learned that people are speculating about his sexuality. Which is very odd to me. All I have to say is this: why does it matter? I guess some crazed fans think it means they’ll never get to be with him. Which like, you never would have anyways. But also this is pretty problematic because why do we just assume things about each other? Just because he supports the lgbtq+ community doesn’t mean he’s a part of it. Just because he is such a sweetheart doesn’t mean he’s has to be queer in some shape or form.

I love being a queer person. I think it really adds a layer to myself that wouldn’t have been there without it- like an extra layer of character building, you know? It makes me a kinder and more empathetic person, and it allows me to have a more expansive outlook on love and gender. But I have to admit, sometimes the community as a whole feels kind of mean girl-ish. Policing labels and people’s identities.. it’s not a good look. Just because I am a proud queer person doesn’t mean others need to be open and loud about their sexuality or gender.

I really believe we should focus on giving people the space to explore themselves. Emphasis on space. Letting people experiment without slapping labels on them, letting people try new experiences without calling them out for it. That is one thing I kind of like about the older generations- a lot of them understand what it means to mind your own business. None of us belong in Pedro Pascal’s life, or how he chooses to live it. People get a lot of entitlement from watching an actor on a screen, and it always makes me sad. I can’t imagine how weird actors feel knowing they’re being watched and judged constantly.

But all in all, I just wanted to say this: Why does it matter if Pedro is an ally or a part of the community? He supports us either way and that’s all that should matter. It’s none of our business, and he has a right to his own life. Seeing people say things like ‘he’s definitely one of us’ or things like ‘he has to be gay atp’ is so disheartening. To me, that can feel almost as bad as ‘he’s not a fucking gay’, which is something else I’ve seen. For a supposedly accepting community of people, we sure do judge a lot. Thats just been my experience with fellow queer people sometimes irl and online. I like it when we let people be themselves without trying to guess what they identify as, or trying to predict who they are :3

Anyways, I wanted to end this with one message:

🗣️let people live🗣️ who cares🗣️ it doesn’t involve you🗣️

thanks for reading! i just got annoyed lol and wanted to discuss it

[backgroundagent3]

@humanvanillabean ask and you shall receive! Patrick Jane for the Character Asks. 🩵☕

First impression: I loved him. I thought he was really funny, and because I started watching when Lisbon was dating Pike, I felt really bad for him.

Impression now: I don't like him as much now. I still love his sense of humour and how chaotic he is, not to mention his brains, but I think he's pretty selfish, always putting his personal vendetta against Red John before pretty much anything and anyone else.

Favorite moment: It's hard to choose, because he has so many funny and chaotic moments that I loved. Some of my favourite moments were the times where he was kind to the team. Like the time he earned an insane amount of money at the casino and used it to buy them tacky jewelry and watches that they pretended to hate, or when he bought the FBI team something each of them really wanted. I think it was sweet how in that last one he took his time getting to know them, and used that information to make them happy. He might be selfish sometimes, but he's also really generous. He's flexible like that.

Idea for a story: When he was young scamming people with his dad, the carnival they travelled with stayed in Chicago for a while. Teenage Lisbon takes her siblings to get away from their dad for an afternoon, and they meet. While the younger Lisbons roam around the carnival, Patrick and Teresa start talking. He finds himself telling her the truth about his dad's act, and she confides in him too about her situation at home. They bond over their problems, and after that, she returns to see him every day for a week. The carnival leaves town, and while they may not remember each other's names, they never forget the friend they found at a time of need, like a kid in a playground who despite you only seeing once, you treasure fondly for the connection you made. They move on with their lives but it doesn't matter, because years later they meet again.

Unpopular opinion: I'm actually not sure how unpopular this is, but like I said before, I think he's very selfish. I get that Red John ruined his life, of course I do, what he did was horrible and traumatising. And I'm not saying he should have gotten over it, but he the way he handled things was kind of the worst possible way. I don't mean joining the CBI, because he saved lives and helped a lot of people. I'm talking more on a personal level. He decided to put his revenge over everything, which is something you just can't do in his line of work. And all his friends and relationships suffered because of it. He repeatedly left them without notice, broke every possible rule, and got them all in trouble at some point or another. Another opinion I have is that he shouldn't have killed Red John. Keeping him alive would have been better for literally everyone (again, selfish).

Favorite relationship: Jisbon. I know they're not perfect, and they lack a lot in the communication department, but they're one of my favourite slow burns of all time. I think they complement each other really well, and they were great partners in the field. I also loved their friendship. Their teasing is great, and they have the funniest moments in the show. I especially loved when he caused harmless trouble just for the sake of his entertainment and Lisbon pretended to try and keep him in line. Best dynamic ever.

Favorite headcanon: soon after he gets married, he retires from the FBI. He can't stay away all the time because he loved solving cases so much (and also probably for legal reasons as being in the FBI was the only reason he wasn't in prison, but I'm gonna ignore that), but most of the time they can handle things on their own. He first takes some time off to fix the house he bought, and later stays at home when the baby is born. He keeps busy with his kids and with different projects around the house, and Lisbon probably earns enough for the both of them (if not he can easily find a way to get some extra money, he's very smart). Whatever he does, I like to think that he finally lives the normal life he deserves.

@profwonderbearthementalista you wanted to see this so I'm tagging you. Enjoy!

Character Asks.

[valend]

* I got scared I thought that I skipped an episode or something because of how suddenly it started

* Armand is so fucking annoying oh my god like shut up

* Also Louis being visibly uncomfortable while Claudia is doing her performance knowing the song reflects her perfectly (wanting freedom, being pinned down, her infantilization, freedom only being momentary and only permanent in death) ALSO the repetition in her doing the performance over and over again reflecting on the repetitive cycle of Louis and his bullshit but also the way that even when they’re in a different place, she’s still are not happy and they eventually have to leave and start over again. You can also just tell she knows the cycle of Louis throwing himself at someone else and picking them over her is starting again

* Santiago is literally just twink death he reminds me of that old gay guy that shoved Britney broski at that Charlie XCX concert just to have his moment on camera

* I kind of find it interesting that Armand speaks over Louis cause it really seems like he’s projecting on Claudia. I think he sees himself in her as they both are stuck in their past that they can’t get away from. But at least Claudia is interesting so Idgaf about him

* The way everyone else is noticing Armand’s favoritism for Louis too like no wonder your coven is falling apart…

* I still think Lestat is funny but then I remember that there isn’t gonna be anything funny about the last few episodes

* “Louis are you schizophrenic?” “No🙂” the way he says it makes it so obvious that he doesn’t even believe what he’s saying💀

* Daniel having flash backs is stressing me out

* The two neurons in my mind connected, both Claudia and Armand share that same second choice feeling when it comes to Louis choosing someone else over them (Louis chooses Lestat over Armand and Louis chooses his love interests over Claudia) idk how I didn’t see that before I knew they were similar some how

* That scene where Santiago catches her writing in her diary lowkey makes a good point though cause Louis is not even making sure Claudia is being safe or cautious anymore cause he’s so busy with Armand and his Lestat hallucinations

* CLAUDIA AND MADELEINE❤️❤️❤️❤️

* The way they lowkey hate each other but know that they’re exactly what they’re looking for

* Armand stirring the pot by putting photos from other artists in Louis’s portfolio is so petty 😭 you can tell him and Louis are only together because they hate being alone like they disagree about everything. Also I don’t really get why Louis was so embarrassed about that he was being so extra.

* “You’re making love to me, and you think it’s wrong to look at me” AS THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER IN THE MIRROR‼️

* Madeleine is kinda the opposite of Louis, she doesn’t really mind being alone and also doesn’t get overly attached easily which is probably so refreshing for claudia😭

* Armand better get the fuck away from Claudia. Also he doesn’t do shit like he wonders why the coven is falling apart like he isn’t forcing everyone to do everything while he messes around and does nothing (also sort of connected to his past of being enslaved and being controlled)

* The way Louis uses Claudia’s desire to find other vampires against her to put the blame on her for even wanting to find community while in reality it’s him that ruins everything,,,, is pissing me off bad…

* “That doesn’t sound like him” girl go kys you are literally the problem. “You picked the coven, You left me!” WHEN DID SHE LEAVE YOU??? Like am I missing something??? she never left him for a second but left her the second he saw a replacement for Lestat… please kill this man immediately.

* “The wilderness that is our daughter” reminds of the line “is there anything so undoing as a daughter” from arcane

* even before watching the first season, I just knew I was gonna hate everyone in season two except Claudia and madeleine😒

This is so long sorry💀

THE SANTIAGO COMMENT IS SO SPOT ON IM GAGGED

Louis is literally always busy with either Armand, Lestat (hallucination or not) or Daniel 😭😭😭

YOURE SO RIGHT CLAUDIA AND MADELEINE 🗣️🗣️

And tbhh yeah Louis was being soo pretentious with the photographs like who gives a fuckkk and Armand was just trolling or something

LITCHHH LOUIS WAS BEING SUCH A HYPOCRITE ITS CRAZY

[suffocatingdeviancy]

Would you be open to owning an online sub, what would be some of the rules for example? I'm 34dd and 5'4, pale with tattoos and nipple piercings. I'm aching to perform humiliating tasks and serve.

I’m absolutely open to owning online subs.

I have a few conditions that are about respecting the humanity of the people you play with.

My conditions are:

1. An important part of dominance for me is that I make a real impact on my submissive’s life. I don’t want to have something solely limited to the bedroom or our imaginations.

2. You have to understand that I am poly, I am not able to provide exclusivity. I’m happy to work with you to find a good arrangement that suits.

3. Honesty is the foundational policy. Communication is important in any relationship, it’s especially important in a relationship which is enacted online. Communicate your feelings and desires plainly, and I will do the same. Tell me what you want me to do with you if you have preferences. I cannot read minds, no matter how good I am at profiling and hypnosis. I can totally make mistakes too btw, so if you think there’s anything I can do better with you, I want your feedback.

4.Be as prompt as you can with safe words and limits. You don’t have to know everything. You do have to demonstrate that you are considerate of your own limits and mine. I can’t know if I have overstepped without quality communication. I would hate to cause lasting damage to you or our relationship.

4b. No ghosting. We are adults, so we commit to discussing our concerns before we go our separate ways.

5. Do not kiss and tell. I do not disclose the irl identity or identifying features of my play partners without either specific or blanket consent. You must agree to the same confidence to play.

6. Respect for each other’s employment, community responsibilities and time. I have a full time occupation I enjoy. I also value my sleep. I will not be happy if you fuck with either of them. The same goes for you, so many subs I know have so much responsibility and cool stuff in their lives. I want you to tell me what’s going on so I can make good plans as a dom and not inadvertently demand too much of you when you need time for things too. (Unless otherwise is agreed to prior to specific play)

7. You do not have to send pictures or take web calls at first if you are not ready to trust me with that aspect of you for obvious security reasons. I want to naturally build trust with you. However, I expect that you will send pictures and take calls when you and I feel ready to commit to a fully dominant/submissive dynamic.

8. I believe in safe kink and aftercare. My priority is your safety as my submissive. In a similar vein, don’t break my shit. Do not stand by and let others break my shit. If you submit to me, you are mine for the purposes of this rule. I care about my people, even if I have a funny way of showing it sometimes. If you need help with self-love and self-care I want to provide explicit support for that in our dynamic. I also will support you with keeping healthy boundaries with other people if you need that.

9. I will not demand money from you. However, I may ask you to make kinky purchases if it’s within your budget. This should hopefully be an exciting proposition for you. I want to feel free to encourage you to pursue your desires with me. I expect you wouldn’t demand money from me either. As we both invest in the relationship I may become more open to providing things that make us feel closer.

10. Have fun!! But like, making it real, our relationship has to honestly be enjoyable and work towards our happiness long term.

Extra: I reserve the right to not take anyone on for any reason. If that’s the case for you, it’s likely not because of you. I really can be busy, even if I’m equally horny. You deserve to have a proper commitment from people you submit to as well.

[pumpkinstrawbrew]

I desperately want to draw Batcrow, but I’m unfortunately going through an art block right now. If you don’t mind, I hope I can ask you for a prompt, since I do believe you are THE Batcrow shipper. Besides, I think it’s a win win, considering that there is little content of this pair, this would be a free treat, as I haven’t made any contribution in the tag yet. Any will do by the way, be it sensual; romantic; I’m down for it! And once I’m done, I’ll leave it in your mail teehee~

blocks are honestly a rather annoying thing. esp if you have free time an’ motivation, but no ability to do anything with it. that’s just evil of our brains. either way, i’ll be glad to help, if i can! an’ oh, that’s a real bandage of honor right here! hehe. [blushes] i’m happy to be your local batcrow preacher! i know there should be more of us scarebat believers out there. even if not all are vocal.

but alright, so prompt. i’m not sure what exact version you gravitate towards more or which one you like the most, i’ll do my best to try an’ give you fairly ‘loose’ concepts, that can be calibrated / tweaked into what you might be possibly aiming for. an’ ah, mailed in my in-box? i’m very honored! what a thing to log in to, it would be! 

so um, first on the menu is what bats can do with all those ropes / belts, that many jonathan’s have as part of their costume. i always feel like they are perfect for gripping an’ tugging an’ also if we take into account jon’s noose, it’s like bruce can press his fingers under the rope around his leg / waist / wrist an’ keep him in place by the noose or collar piece. jonathan doesn’t have a lot of things he can grab in return. bruce’s cape, his belt, the sharper ends of his gloves *if he have those pieces in his design* but that's like a stalemate. also touching that can be used in different manner, rougher or gentlier one. as a way to press foward or to confuse. i also always thought, that it's funny that in some comic versions, jonathan have so many ropes around him, that bruce can literally use these to tie him up, if he wanted to lol. costumes are really such a big part of superhero media, that it kinda upsets me a tad, when people keep complitly disregarding those in stories *less so in arts tbh* that's like hating extra toping to your ice cream. so many sexy an' intimate things can be done with it, esp bc in most other media, there isn't an actually reasonable way *besides idk, a halloween party* to make someone wear latex or specific piece of clothes, like mask or gloves.

marks. another bluntly intimate / sexy aspect about the whole superhero thing is how usually there is always a fight / a scuffle, a way to touch, that doesn't even always have to be fist to the face. personally, when i think about them actually leaving marks on each other *purposely or not*, i think that crane scratches a lot? the sheer fact that BTAS an’ earlier comic designs depict the ends of his gloves as lil claws can be such a good tool. or even jon’s exposed fingers in arkhamverse, where he has needles on the other hand. in turn, bruce can squeeze him pretty strongly, the sort of gesture, that makes skin burn, bones ache, but if they do it during intimacy, be it a kiss or smth more heated, that’s like a try to attempt an’ communicate things. funny enough, i don't think that any of them are esp bitey *besides vampire AU* but then again, bit lip or tongue? or just generally small bite. maybe, jon can bite bruce's hand lol. he's not above it, i imagine. as well, as bruce won't be above to pettily shove his fingers deeper into his mouth or bite him in return lol. just pure shock of them being childish toward one another, but also like....lol, he's biting me. what. no one does that.

them reacting to each other’s compliments. while crane’s way of complimenting bruce is always hilariously abrasive an’ not self-aware at all, i wonder what it might have been if jon was more focused on a certain aspect of him. like his arm muscles. or his face *what he can see of it if the mask is on* an’ actually be accidentally poetic about it. jon read a ton of books, he actually might have a way with words, usually he just doesn’t operate in that way. but scarecrow waxing poetry about bat an’ making bruce feel squirmy under compliments is a good thing to imagine. naturally, he gets a lot of praise as batman an’ bruce, but those are usually just super surface level vs someone, who stares at him an’ thinks that he’s the most attractive an’ alluring man, who ever lived lol. an’ in return, bruce showering jon in praise can make different versions of him take it differently, but all be blushy an’ confused to certain extend. batman finding a new method to ‘torture’ him like that be smth else. just compliment him till he makes a noise, like he’s dying, bc he can’t handle it. like closed off body language, lower heads, or general perplexed expression on either of them. heh. 

an’ this one for funzies, like how would jon carry bruce? bruce can do it with ease. jon is light an’ thin. but if it’s the other way around, could at least some versions of crane pull it off? not to drag the bat by the legs, but actually try an' hold his weight.

i hope, some of it might be helpful / inspirational enough. i’ve tried to keep fairly detailed, but also with a leeway for you to imagine, add smth of your own.

[winterrose527]

again if it’s okayyy grace and Ian for the ask game?

4. Who initiates affection? Why does the other not initiate affection as much?

6. How do they make up/apologize after an argument?

7. How often do they say “I love you”?

13. How do they keep in contact when they’re apart? Do they write letters, talk on the phone, or simply wait out the time?

17. How well do they communicate? Are they open with their feelings/thoughts or more reserved? Why?

22. Are they comfortable joking around with each other and being silly/playful?

27. How do they say “I love you” non-verbally?

34. Do they have any inside jokes?

45. How do they support each other? How do they rely on each others support?

omg should have seen this coming. getting into my Ian headspace...... it's going dark folks

4. both of them, at the worst times.

6. Ummmmmm they kind of don't? Unfortunately, this is a pretty big part of their relationship.

7. only when it's guaranteed to hurt the most & be unable to change anything

13. For the most part they simply wait.

17. This is such a good question for them, because it REALLY changes. At first Ian is trying to be reserved and she is basically an open vein and then for a moment they are both very honest and communicative and djfa;sdfkja;dfa and then they have to go into not communicating basically at all and it's just horrible.

22. For a brief moment, yes. The trouble is, even after everything Ian still finds Grace low-key hilarious, which is especially funny because she's just not. She's got a wit to her but she's not laugh out loud funny. It gets awkward when they'll be in a group and she'll say something and he is the only one to laugh.

27. Ian does it by arranging her marriage and bowing out, by being an uncle to her children with Ethan even though it kills him, by always being an extra set of eyes when they are all out even though she has Ethan and her own security. She does it by welcoming the women Ian dates into her home, even when she hates them. By worrying for him when him and Ethan are out nearly as much as Ethan. By making a kind of cookie that she knows he likes but has never remarked on. By not telling Ethan about the way Ian looks at her sometimes, because she doesn't want to come between them even more than she already has.

34. the agonies, Caity. they have the agonies.

45. See answer to 27 because it is very much the same stuff. I think they would both say that they do not rely on each other's support and they'd both be lying to us and to themselves.

[silversiren1101]

What's your favorite character you've played at a table and why?

Have had to think over this one for a looong time because I've played so many characters and only a few I've disliked...

Really though, I think it's Omorose, my pf2e diabolic sorcerer with cleric (Mahathallah) and dandy dedications, a dhampir automaton who is essentially an infernal people-sized EVA unit and a high-femme at that. She was a lawyer in Osirion two thousand years ago and ritually blood sacrificed her children to Mahathallah for a form of immortality, transferring her soul and flesh into an automaton chassis she bought at auction. Now she's a Blood Lord in Geb, and living her unlife to the fullest, her end goal being not The Top but being The Source. She's aiming to be like the Shadow Broker in Mass Effect: knowing everything and everyone and having blackmail and dirt on all that is so long as the price is right. Rather than having a secret identity she's fully public just because of how powerful and untouchable she is.

Lawful Evil is a sweet spot I can play very easily and naturally without table disruption in Good parties, but this is an all Evil table (Blood Lords baby!) and being able to fully lean into that is such a blast. No in-game shame or having to be secretive about using charm and dominate spells, can openly summon as many devils as she wants as bureaucratic aides and guards for the office/home. Murder IS the answer a lot of the time, so long as you discredit your foe enough through the law that the law no longer protects them. SO RP wise, absolute perfect character for me to play.

Mechanically, I actually made a diabolic sorcerer out of spite. The 2e community has a section of grognards that absolutely hates that casters can't cast a single spell and end a fight like in other systems, and that they have to participate in the fight just like everyone else. The Divine spellcasting list especially is NOT a blaster list, it's very support and utility based. AND, on top of that, people complain about summons all the time not being powerhouses on the battlefield... So I made Omorose to prove a point: skill issue. She's 1) a divine sorcerer 2) diabolic so which she does get some more offensive spells she's also saddled with multiple incapacitation bloodline spells 3) focuses heavily on summons.

And she is an absolute monster.

-She can be a full party healer (with Harm AND Heal since we have one living party member)

-She has a ton of party buffs (Heroism, Protection, Fly, Thermal Remedy, Unfettered Movement, Resist Energy)

-She has so so so many debuffs and crowd control options (Bon Mot, Command, Behold the Weave, Crushing Despair, Sanctuary, Ymeri's Mark, Roaring Applause)

-She has utility (Web of Eyes, Charm, Suggestion, Dispel Magic, Enthrall, Sending, Cleanse Affliction)

-Has a lot of big aoe spells (Divine Decree, Tempest of Shades, Cinder Swarm, Hellfire Plume, Fireballs, Floating Flame)

And, because I have read every single devil statblock and pretty much memorized them, can use her summons to the absolute fullest. Devils has a lot of innate damage resistance making them sturdy, and they often have abilities that make them do extra damage against prone, enfeebled, frightened, etc. enemies. The rest of our party just so happens to inflict those conditions often, which translated into my summoned osyluth critting 7 times in a row against an enemy 3 levels higher than him for 50-90 damage each time. Devils ALSO have spells of their own, so a summoned hamatula isn't just flanking and dealing damage he's also casting Harm to heal our front liners. Incredibly powerful and fun.

Anyway yeah, it's a bit funny that the character I made out of spite to prove a point about skill issue is both the most fun AND the most powerful character I've ever played. Omorose Ahnkamen I love you, you walking war crime.

[missywritesfor7]

🌺 Promise Flower | PJM 🌺

Synopsis: Jimin is a popular dance student and the best one at his university. Mina is a photography student and has known Jimin since high school. An idea for a photo project finds Mina getting closer to him than she ever has before. She learns how big his heart is, but also learns how closely he guards it. Every time she thinks he'll let her in, he pulls away again. Is it even worth the trouble?

Pairing: college student!Jimin x fem!oc

Warnings: depression, anxiety, panic attacks, alcoholism

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|| Ch. 16: Holiday ||

Being home is refreshing after what turned out to be a bit of a whirlwind of a semester. My parents got me my favorite foods and spend time telling me how much they missed me. I show them some of the photos I’ve taken over the course of the semester, which are mostly of Jimin.

Of course, with Jimin being a bit of a celebrity in our town my parents recognize him in my photos immediately. They begin telling me about how devastated everyone was when they found out about Jimin’s injury.

My mom happens to be friends with Jimin’s mom and mentioned how rough things have been for them. I hate to listen to ‘gossip’ from my mom, but she’s always got the inside scoop on everything that goes on around here. She’s never been wrong as long as I’ve been alive.

Most of what she says I already knew from what Jimin had told me. He wanted to give his extra money from the benefit concert to them to help out. His mom refused, but it seems she also refused help from other people in town who offered to help them financially. It took a community led secret fundraiser and an anonymous envelope of money left at their door to give them the help they need. Knowing how we had to keep the benefit concert for Jimin a secret I can see that this type of thing runs in the family.

Though things aren’t perfect for them, thanks to the community they’re at least a lot better than they could be. I’m starting to think that maybe Jimin’s mom wouldn’t accept the extra money from him because they really are doing ok. I’m sure his mom didn’t tell him about the money they received and that’s why he thinks things aren’t great at home.

“So…” I start knowing I may be about to change the mood in the room, but I have to ask. “Will Ryan be coming for Christmas?”

My parents look at each other uncomfortably and sigh.

“We haven’t heard from him in a while,” my dad says. “We assume he may spend the holiday elsewhere. Who knows.”

Ryan is my brother who’s 5 years older than me and a habitual flake, amongst other things. I rarely speak to him because anytime I do it turns into an argument which results in him once again accusing me of being the favored child. Drama follows him like a shadow and he’s put my parents through a lot over the years. Seems he only calls when he needs something or when he’s once again in jail for some sort of theft, assault, or drunk driving. It would be a very merry Christmas for all of us if he doesn’t show up.

For dinner my mom offered to cook my favorite pasta along with her amazing homemade garlic bread for dinner. Her and my dad both have work in the morning so after dinner they head straight to bed. I planned to meet some of my high school friends for a few drinks so I promise my parents I won’t wake them when I get back home at whatever time it may be.

I meet my friends Dylan, Phoebe, and Cindy at a bar in town shortly after finishing dinner and getting washed up. It’s funny to go out and see a photo of Jimin hanging near the front door. Lots of places have pictures and news articles of him posted up with pride. No matter how humble and modest he is, there’s no denying that he’s the shining star around here.

My friends and I enjoy ourselves catching up and joking around as if not much has changed. The drinks are sitting well and we’re having a great time. I know I’m a lightweight but I’m not even thinking about that as I don’t want to kill the vibe I have going right now.

So much for that though. Turns out someone else wanted to kill the vibe instead.

“I can’t believe every place out here still has pictures of Jimin everywhere,” Cindy says taking a sip of her mojito. “I heard he got hurt, what good is he now?”

“What does that mean?” I ask trying my best to not let my emotions come flying out.

“I mean he can’t dance, he hasn’t done any competitions lately. I know they probably just want the publicity, but there is none if he’s not doing anything.”

“It’s not like he had a career ending injury. Once he’s fully recovered he’ll be dancing again just as before.”

“Mina’s right,” Dylan chimes in. “Injuries happen but it’s not the end of the world. Plus he’s a nice guy, why are you talking about him like that all of the sudden?”

“I’m just saying,” Cindy continues. “I heard he’s back in town and there was a party thrown for him. Did you know the party was invite only? That’s such bullshit!”

I knew that he received a very warm welcome when I dropped him off at home. We hadn’t texted much today which isn’t a big deal since we both were catching up with our families. He did let me know they threw him a party and he was really embarrassed by it, but he was having a good time regardless. The invite only part is news to me, but I can’t say that I’m surprised. It’s no different than it was in high school. There’d be a celebration after another one of his competition wins but primarily for close friends and family of his. This is nothing new, however, Cindy seems to be particularly bothered by it for some reason.

“Are you jealous that you weren’t invited?” Phoebe laughs.

“So what if I am?” Cindy admits taking another sip. “You would think I’d be able to see him easily now when he’s not some big shot anymore. He should be lucky I even want to talk to him when he’s not even worth anything.”

“And why do you want to talk to him so bad?” I ask still trying to use my last sliver of sobriety to keep from throwing my drink at her rude ass.

“I wanted to talk to him after the whole Nikki thing back in school. I can’t believe he was so obsessed with her, he could do so much better with the type of money he was winning at those competitions.”

“You think you’re better?” Dylan asks starting to catch on to her negative vibes. “You just want to talk to him to try getting money out of him, how would you be any better than Nikki?”

“Yeah,” Phoebe says rolling her eyes. “You’re literally admitting to just being a gold digger and you’re wondering why you couldn’t see him?”

“I’m not a gold digger now.” Cindy laughs clearly unaware of how the rest of us are not amused at all. “Like I said, he’s not dancing so he’s nothing now. If I can get to him now when it should be easy then I’ll be set when he gets better and starts winning competitions again. I’ll make it worth his while though.”

“So you’re either a gold digger or a prostitute.” Phoebe says eliciting laughter from Dylan and I.

“You can call me whatever,” Cindy says rolling her eyes. “Just wait and we’ll see who’s laughing.” She finishes off her glass then looks at me like she just got hit with an idea. “Mina you and him go to the same school don’t you? Maybe you could t-“

“No,” I interrupt not wanting to hear anything else she has to say.

“Seriously?” She says in near disbelief. The others are laughing but I’m looking at her stone faced and ready to fight. “What are you his security or some shit now?”

“No. I’m his girlfriend.”

Everyone stares at me wide eyed taking a moment to register what I just said.

“You?” Cindy asks.

“No way!” Dylan exclaims. “That’s so awesome! I’m happy for you!”

“Me too!” Phoebe says raising her glass. “Cheers to you and Jimin!”

The three of us toast and take a sip but Cindy is still glaring.

“How is he dating you?” Cindy asks with a scowl.

“Is that a problem?” I ask furrowing my brow.

“I’m just wondering. He never dated anyone before, I’m just trying to figure out why he chose you of all people.”

“Are you fucking serious?”

“He’s probably dating her because she’s not a gold digger or a prostitute,” Dylan retorts. “Don’t be mad because it’s not you.”

“I guess he just likes loose girls that come free of charge then?” She huffs.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!” I say with no sobriety left in me to maintain civility.

“I’m just saying. Don’t act like we all don’t know about how much you and Sid were fucking each other. I never understood why, but I guess if you’re easy you can get anyone.”

“What is your problem?” Phoebe asks. “You know that was all a lie, why the fuck are you attacking Mina just because you’re jealous that she’s dating Jimin? Maybe you could try being happy for someone for once instead of being a bitter bitch with no man and no money.”

“I’m not bitter,” Cindy doubles down. “Just confused.”

“You know what,” I say grabbing my purse. “I didn’t come here to be insulted by someone who can’t do anything unless kneepads are required. I’m going home.” I stand up from the table and storm out leaving Cindy’s jaw on the floor.

I start heading towards my car in the parking lot when I realize I’m actually in no condition to drive myself home right now. I’m drunk and pissed off to the point where walking is hard enough. I lean against my car wondering what I should do at nearly midnight. I can’t call my parents, they’re already in bed and I don’t want to disturb them when I know they have to get up in the morning.

[Me]: Are you still awake?

[Me]: I’m sorry if you aren’t I’m just drunk and pissedddd offfffff and need to talk to someone until I can get drive to go home

[Jimin]: Yeah I’m still awake. Why are you drunk and pissed off? What happened? Where are you??

[Me]: I went for drinks with Dylan phoebe and Cindy

[Me]: Cindy is a fuCKing bitch! i want to rip her BITCHhead off

[Me]: I’m going to walk around to try cooling off or something idkkkkk

I step away from my car and begin walking down the sidewalk to an undetermined location. I can’t stay in the parking lot of the bar because if I see Cindy come out I might strangle her. And I’m definitely not about to drive in this condition. My brother has done more than enough drunk driving in his lifetime for the both of us, I’m not interested in starting a criminal record.

I get about a block away when I remember the park nearby that I used to hangout at when I was younger. I figure I can sit out there in peace and sober up a bit. I wish I had gotten a drink of water first.

I reach the park and let out a sigh of relief to see that no one is there. Teenagers are always here at crazy hours smoking, drinking, and fucking. I’m not in the mood to encounter any of that right now.

I take a seat on one of the swings and sloppily swing my legs around until I get a call from Jimin.

“Hey,” I say answering the phone.

“Mina, where are you?” He says sounding out of breath.

“I went down the street to the park to try to get sober. I didn’t drive don’t worry.”

“That’s good to know, you sound like you’ve had more to drink than you should have.”

“If I didn’t keep drinking I would be in jail for murder,” I chuckle. “You don’t want to date a murderer, do you?”

“Mina,” he giggles. The call disconnects and I hear his voice coming from behind me. “Why would you be a murderer?”

I turn around and like some majestic angel savior he’s coming towards me. He hands me a bottle of water and lightly kisses the top of my head.

“How did you know I was thirsty?” I ask tearing the bottle open and taking a large gulp.

“I know how you are when you drink,” he laughs. “Now what’s this about Cindy and you becoming a murderer?”

“She was talking shit about you.” I take another sip and sigh. “Then I told her we were together and she started talking shit about me too. TO MY FACE!”

“It’s ok,” he says wrapping his arms around me from behind and giving the top of my head another kiss. “Why was she talking shit about us?”

“For some reason she thinks you can do better than me, and she thinks that better is her even though she’s a fucking WHORE!”

“Calm down,” he giggles holding me tighter. “What does she know? You can’t let her get to you.”

“I know. She was just being really bitchy about it and I couldn’t sit there and listen to her talk about you like that.”

“I appreciate you defending my honor,” he chuckles.

“Is this how it’s always going to be?”

“What?” He asks looking down at me.

“I’m going to have to keep dealing with jealous bitches when they find out I’m dating you?”

“No,” he laughs. “I don’t think you’ll have to worry about jealous bitches.”

“But Cindy is a jealous bitch. I should have known dating a celebrity would have it’s dark side.”

“So do you want to stop dating me?”

“No, I can cut a bitch if I need to.”

“Please don’t do that,” he laughs. “Do you want me to take you home?”

“No,” I pout. “I want to stay with you longer.”

“That’s perfectly fine with me.” He begins lightly pushing me on the swing. “It’s a bit cold out here though, do you want to sit in the car and warm up? I don’t want you to get sick.”

“Ok.” He stops the swing and I stand up realizing my legs are a little more wobbly than I remember them being. “But first I want you to do something.”

“What’s that?” He asks holding me by my waist to keep me from stumbling.

“Go down the slide with me.” I look at him with a big childish smile pointing to the slide on the other side of the park.

“What?” He giggles. “Can you even make it to the slide?”

“Well I thought my strong celebrity boyfriend would help me get there. But if not I’ll go myself.”

“Your boyfriend is a celebrity?”

“Well no one threw me a welcome home party,” I tease.

“Jealous?” He laughs.

“You know what I’ll go down the slide by myself.” I start walking towards the slide on wobbly legs as Jimin follows behind me giggling.

We reach the slide and he helps me climb up to the top. He sits down and pulls me into his lap holding me tight around my waist. The air is chilly but his breath on the nape of my neck is enough to warm my entire body.

“We’ll go down once and then I’ll take you home, ok?” He whispers in my ear.

“Deal.” I lean back into his chest to savor his feeling a bit more before he slides us down and takes me home.

However, he doesn’t slide us down right away. He doesn’t move at all. He only holds me tighter as we continue sitting at the top of the slide staring at the moon and stars in the midnight sky.

[angry-kid-with-no-money]

thank u for tagging meeeeee!!!! this is exiting for me ngl!! answers below the cut, id on't know whats happened to my bullet point/numbers and i cbb to fix it so

What is your favourite character in the Foxes?

I gotta say Aaron, he’s just a guy and most of his lines are so fucking funny

And favourite in the series aside from this one?

I think Kevin or Jean

Drop your beloved head-canons about both!

I will always hc that aaron isn’t homophobic he just hates his families partners/hearing about their sex lives. I have many hcs about Kevin and Jean but my favourite is that when Jean gets out the next and lives with the Trojans, the first healthy way they start communicating again is sending really short simple postcards to each other

Fic(s) you are always happy to recommend or fic tropes you will always read.

My favourite two tropes are the ones where one of the foxes is a child or the ones where neil is a raven and the fic I like the most combines them both its called Little Birds (https://archiveofourown.org/works/46731118)

And my other favourite troup is kevin angst but theres so many good ones of that, I just couldn’t pick but this one is really god for it: Dead of Night by NikNak22 (https://archiveofourown.org/works/45261544)

Which of the books is your favourite

I actually could not pick if you held a gun to my head

Opinions on AFTG audiobook release?

So my only experience with the audiobook is a short clip that was on tiktok of the beginning of the “you know I get it” speech and I actually kind of hate it sooo

If you write/draw/create aftg stuff, what is your favourite work of yours?

None of mine are published, I think my fav of my own is the docto who crossover or the newsies crossover

Favourite event/plot point in the books

The “you know, I get it” speech or when Neil punches riko. They’re both so iconic

was reading through replies and remembered i absolutely love the bit where kevin switches his raquet to his left hand and crowd goes fucking wild. if i ever got to see it on tv i'd loose my mind. like edits of that moment???? can you imagine. anyway

Least favourite part of canon (can include Extra content)

The fact that Riko dies at the end, like I kind of understand why she did it and it’s justifiable, espec cause she no longer liked him as a character but I wish he hadn’t died and something else happened

If you could sent Nora an ask and get answer, what would you ask about?

Literally any information about Katelyn, her last name?? what does she look like?? Anything, I beg

If you could make an idea of your choice canon to aftg, what would it be?

The foxes never split up or whatever, they’re all friends for the rest of their lives and nothing bad happens to them after that

Feel free to share some random hot takes if you like

Nora’s writing isn’t as horrific as people make it out to be. The fandom acts like it’s the worst, incomprehensible writing ever and it’s really really not

Thea was also a victim of a the nest.

AFTG Fandom ask game !

by Cavan bc I need to interrogate my friends feel free to reply in replies or reblog! feel free to reply even if I haven't tagged you probably unsure if I can call you a friend but I'll be happy to read your replies!

What is your favourite character in the Foxes?

And favourite in the series aside form this one?

Drop your beloved head-canons about both!

Fic(s) you are always happy to recommend or fic tropes you will always read.

Which of the books is your favourite

Opinions on AFTG audiobook release?

If you write/draw/create aftg stuff, what is your favourite work of yours?

Favourite event/plot point in the books

Least favourite part of canon (can include Extra content)

If you could sent Nora an ask and get answer, what would you ask about?

If you could make an idea of your choice canon to aftg, what would it be?

Feel free to share some random hot takes if you like @noomyart @jtl-fics @dogintheboiler @thefoxesraven @poze-laceen @leedee013 @dianblch @yes-i-exist-shutup also shout out to ppl who have different names on all their socials so in consequence I think you are 3 different people!

[lara-prisma-avm-ask-blog]

AvM Ask blog open Now!

AU information:

This AU will not affect Alan's chosen ending for the current arc of the series. This is an Alternate universe, so some things may not look like the end result of the story.

This one takes place on a Minecraft server. After the battle against the king, the party wins after a second Coming uses his powers in a fight, dealing damage to the blocks. Preventing them from leaving the Minecraft world indefinitely.

After several options, they recently decided to live on a server created by Alan (where the only way to communicate with them is through the game.)Now they live on a server and build a base to live in the game world.

The mobs friends in red also decided to accompany them, and they live close to the base.

The king and the purple were given a second chance to change and be better, no matter how much the group has its disagreements.

Alan is still trying to help find a way to fix this and get the group back out of the game.(Maybe he ends up needing some extra help...hum...Perhaps the Chosen or the Dark?)

Speaking of those ex friends. Chosen found Dark after the fight with S.C and gave him a second chance. As much as Dark doesn't believe he can change, as he believes he can. Dark also lost his powers for some reason, so even if he wanted to get rid of Cho, he can't... For that and for another reason too...

Now for the characters available for questions in this AU:

Second Coming: Leader of the group, trying to control his powers which are spontaneously activated when he gets angry, goes by they/Them/it

Red: the animal-loving fighter thet takes care of their little farm, Affectionate and sensitive but very protective of friends/family. Goes by they/Them

Green: the creative, builder and musician, believes he is the only one who accepted gives purple a chance, hates MT/King, only accepted gives him a "chance", they did it just because purple asked. Goes by they/Them/he

Yellow: The genius of the group, keep the Command block staff in their room, Still curious about various Minecraft mysteries (kind of became a fan of The Game Theorist), The room on the side is blue's, has a lab to experiment with redstone, go to They/Them/ti

Blue: curious, nether wart addict, The alchemist of the group, always trying a crazy new combination of potions and constantly testing it on ther friends. They go by They/Them/he

Purple: still not used to this "friendship" thing, likes to spend time with green, sarcastic and very quitting on almost everything,Not seeing himself as deserving of Verde's friendship, he can't fit in, constant heavy arguments with MT, he likes to pick flowers.

Rei/MT(mongo tango [still find this funny lol!😂]): Cold, distant from everyone, usually carries his empty staff trying to look like intimacy but only comes pathetic. He doesn't know how to be a good friend, but... "Try." Likes to be alone away from everyone else, but kind of likes the fellows in purple and Jacob the endermen (As much as he pretends not to like their presence) He doesn't like to show even a form of feeling or affection to others, which doesn't help in his search for forgiveness. goes for he/hum/them

The Dark Lord: Lost powers without explanation, bears scars from his battle (and defeat) with S.C, He doesn't like the idea of ​​having feelings, he pretends not to care about the Chosen One but deep down he still cares, he's afraid of himself... go for he/him/them

The chosen One: Believes Dark can change, almighty, weakened after battle, lives in the stickwolrd(I don't know the name of the world they live in Showdown ;-;) Cold and quiet, usually doesn't show much emotion. Go for they/he/them

Victim:[???]

Minor characters are, Jacob [lives in a nearby cave and has been excluded from the rest of the endermen], Alan [communicates himself through his Minecraft avatar] and the yellow team [the mobs from the monster school]

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no NSFW

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[and yes, that was supposed to be me in the picture, lol😂

[ceasarslegion]

Alright I just watched a disastrous date go down at the restaurant I was in (woman getting the cold shoulder from the wait staff after asking if her date left while she was in the restroom) so now I gotta know your ramen story, pretty please ☕️ ☕️

LMAO???

Alright so uh, sit down for this one I guess.

Picture me a few months ago. It was still warm out, I was a bit lonely, I go on tinder. I end up striking up a nice conversation with someone who seemed very similar to me. Third culture kids have very unique lifestyles so when we find each other we tend to cling, especially when that person grew up in the same general area you did and came from the same general parent culture. This was what got us talking in the first place.

The guy seemed nice, okay? Articulate, funny, approachable, and easy to keep a conversation with (which is rarer than the diamond itself for the tinder population, who communicate so little it makes me wonder if I missed a telepathy patch somewhere). So I thought hey, why the hell not, right? Let's go to dinner.

I'm a really big meat-eater who can and has eaten everything from chicken hearts to beef tongue and I enjoyed both of them. My dad's side of the family are cattle ranchers in a province only known for two things: oil and beef. I grew up in the part of the middle east that consumes some form of spiced meat in every damn meal, snack, and candy. I was doomed from the start, bro. No part of me could even be vegetarian. I order my steak blue rare at the places that let me. I drink tall glasses of milk with every dinner. I buy family sizes of meat cuts at the grocery store for myself.

No word of a fucking lie, my mom kept this baby book writing down milestones and personality quirks with me, and under the section that says "my favourite food is..." it just says "MEAT: ALL" underlined 3 times. I was meant to be some kind of obligate carnivore but god decided to curse me for my hubris by placing my soul in the body of an omnivorous ape.

Anyway. I suggest ramen for dinner because it's a good crowd pleaser thats really hard to fuck up for a first date. I mean, who doesn't like noodle soups? I usually order it with pork belly, but I was really craving beef that night so I ordered beef ramen with extra beef and a fried egg on top with a cup of green tea

Apparently, this was an issue.

I thank the waiter and he heads off with our orders. I am greeted by a facial expression i can only describe as "moral fury disguised as vague disappointment."

I immediately start getting an earful about how disgusting it is to eat animal flesh and how I should be ashamed of myself for promoting "speciesism" while calling myself an anti-racist. "Speciesism" was a term I have never heard before that day, and I still think it's fucking stupid to compare eating meat to full-blown racism.

I start pointing out that I have no issue with how he decides to eat, but it's a massive overstep of personal boundaries and a very presumptive and self-righteous move to act like he had any right to tell someone else how to eat. Plus, the shit he was spouting about livestock rearing and byproduct sourcing were straight up untrue and made up by PETA. Plus, I hate to break it to him, but cows are not humans. They aren't. They just aren't, and if he can't understand that then he shouldn't be taking care of them and he definitely shouldn't be acting like he should.

I am not the most held back individual when it comes to these things. I have a big blunt mouth and I don't have much of a concept of a filter. I acknowledge that about myself and try my hardest to only argue things i have immediate credible evidence for, because I know that I always come off as emotionally-charged because of my big blunt mouth. But oh, oh boy. Oh man did he not like that.

The argument keeps escalating and escalating until our food gets served. He decides to make a very exaggerated barf gesture at the beef and egg in my bowl. C'mon, bro. But you wanna be petty? Alright, I can be petty too. I looked him dead in the eye while I picked out chunks of only egg and beef with my chopsticks and ate it. I made constant comments on how good the meat was and how much I loved the texture and juiciness of it. He gave me a very charged silent treatment the whole time.

We mutually ghosted each other after that night.

[lemon-jellybelly]

it's nice to know that you love somebody (okay, do you want to party?)

The Fourth of July is Susannah's favorite holiday, and it happens to be the day Conrad's invited you to meet her for the first time. You're extra eager to make a good impression but it turns out, he's right: you have nothing to worry about.

Simple, sweet, pure fluff.

Title from the song "Rimbaud, Come and Sit For A While" by No Rome / crossposted to ao3

I'm not much for celebrating America, but who am I to deny Susannah her 4th? If you're US based (or not!), please consider using your resources today to support oppressed and underprivileged communities in our country. Happy to provide reputable organizations at request.

You had tried on four possible outfits already and were reaching for a fifth when Conrad finally spoke up. He was lounging on your bed, one arm behind his head, enjoying the view as you stripped, but even he was getting impatient. "You look great in all of these," he said. "Just pick one."

You twisted your lips at your reflection, unconvinced. "But which one is the best?" You asked, meeting his eyes in the mirror.

Conrad smirked, angling his chin towards the cherry-red romper you'd declared too short. "You know which one is my favorite."

You rolled your eyes and turned so that you could kneel on the edge of the bed and lightly slap his arm. "Which one is best for introducing me to your mother?" You amended.

He reached his arm out to rub your thigh. "Anything, seriously. You don't need to worry. She'd adore you even if you showed up in a clown costume. And so would I, for what it's worth."

A short laugh escaped from your mouth. "How romantic."

"I thought so."

You leaned forward to kiss him chastely, pulling back with a grin before you could get even more distracted. "Okay." You said, standing back up and returning to the mirror. Head cocked, you surveyed your options once more. You reached for the discarded clothing, sifting through until you found a blue linen skirt and white top, opaque enough that no more than a hint of your bikini peeked through. "Okay," you repeated, once you had it all on. "How's this?"

"Perfect." Conrad said dutifully, and you saw the bed dip in the mirror as he hoisted himself up. "You look absolutely beautiful." He came up behind you, resting his chin atop your head and curling a hand around your hip.

"We look pretty good together." You mused.

"All thanks to you." He winked. Of course, you would say the same to him. Conrad looked as gorgeous as always: sandy hair perfectly tousled, seaglass eyes bright and clear, t-shirt perfectly fitted against his strong arms. You gazed at each other for a moment, and then Conrad kissed you on the cheek. "Ready to go?" With just a few last touches you were, and you slid your sunglasses on as you hopped into Conrad's front seat.

"Let's do it."

The radio was playing Taylor Swift when your turned it on, and this helped you keep your nerves in check on the short drive over. However, as soon as you began approaching the driveway, they hit in full force. It didn’t feel like butterflies in your stomach - it felt like you had swallowed a pound of stones, one dropping down after the other. You pressed lightly on your abdomen and exhaled slowly as Conrad parked the car and swiveled to face you.

"You ok?"

"A little bit terrified," you admitted, avoiding eye contact. You knew how much Conrad loved his mom and respected her opinion. What if she hated you and he broke it off? What if she was indifferent and so he kept you around but it was never the same, and it fizzled out? What if, what if, what if.

"Hey," Conrad said softly. When you still wouldn't look at him, he put a hand under your chin and gently angled your face in his direction. You were relieved to see his expression was earnest. "I told you," he promised soothingly. "My mom is going to love you. You're kind, and generous, and smart, and funny, and beautiful, and she sees how unbelievably happy you make me." He was so sweet and sincere that you had to blink away a few rising tears, bowing your head ever-so slightly to rest in his cupped hand.

“But what if she doesn’t?” You breathed, barely audible.

Conrad’s thumb stroked your jaw delicately. “If, for some extraordinary reason, like that she’s been replaced by an alien, if she doesn’t like you, then she’ll learn to like you. I wouldn’t stop being with you.”

Maybe it was silly, but the reassurance calmed you instantly. You could feel your shoulders lower, your jaw unclench. "I'm so lucky I found you." You marveled in a whisper, and Conrad's face split into a grin. Right then, before you could kiss him like you so badly wanted to, you were quite rudely interrupted by a car behind you slamming on the horn thrice in quick succession. As you stepped out of the car, you saw that it was Jeremiah and Steven, each carrying two large bags of ice.

"Hey!" Steven shouted in greeting. You said your hellos as they approached, and the four of you began moving together towards the front entrance.

"My mom's been talking about you all morning." Jeremiah informed you as you climbed the steps. "She can't wait to finally meet you."

"I'm not quite sure if that makes me more nervous or less." You said, but you didn't have time to consider it before the door was swinging open in front of you. Steven and Jeremiah stomped right in, bringing the ice through the kitchen, but you hesitated inside the doorframe. Conrad put a reassuring hand to the small of your back just as Susannah came rushing down the hall.

"You're here!" She squealed. "Oh my God, I am so glad you were able to join us today!" You’d seen pictures, of course, but there was something about Susannah’s beauty that was so specific to her livelihood. Maybe it was the unabashed crinkle by her eyes when she smiled, or the unbridled glee in her voice. Whatever it was, you could already feel the contagion of her energy spreading into your frozen limbs.

"Thank you so much for having me!" You gushed. “It's such a pleasure to finally meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine," Susannah said. "I'm a hugger. Are you a hugger?"

You were able to get out a "Yeah, sure," before Susannah was sweeping you into her arms and squeezing gently. She smelled classy but sweet, expensive but still young and fresh.

"Please, please, come in." She said, ushering you forward once her arms were withdrawn. "We have plenty to eat and drink, make yourself comfortable." Conrad was trailing slightly behind, a clearly amused grin on his lips.

This wasn't your first time in the house, but you were still awestruck by its beauty, especially now that it was filled with the sights and scents of Susannah's party prep. "Wow," you said, surveying the table of food. You had wanted to bring something, but Conrad was adamant that it wasn’t necessary, and he turned out to be correct. You couldn’t think of a single food or drink that wasn’t already laid out. There were even a few unfinished items still on the counter: a half-frosted cake, some freshly washed berries in their plastic clamshells, an open bottle of wine. "Is there anything I can help with?"

"Not at all, but I love you for asking." Susannah said breezily. "Connie, though, will you go help Steven and your brother break up the ice for the drinks?" He nodded, squeezing your waist and shooting you an encouraging smile before heading out to the back deck.

You observed Susannah for a moment as she picked up a knife and smothered it in frosting. "Conrad told me this was your favorite holiday, but I wasn't expecting all this...it's very impressive."

"Oh," Susannah said, touching a hand to her collarbone. "I love to do all of this, you know?" You nodded, watching her resume her cake decoration. "Conrad told me quite a lot about you." she said. "I hear you're staying in New England for school next year?"

"Yep," you confirmed, filling her in on the details: your school, your major, the reason you decided to attend. After your last point, she chimed in.

"And it's not too far from Brown."

"No," you laughed. "Not too far at all." Her smile wasn't at all subtle, but you took this as a good sign. "If I get my way, I'll be spending a good amount of time down in Providence." Susannah's smile grew just a bit wider.

You didn’t know what to say next and Susannah seemed content to focus on her cake. Did she think this was awkward? You wondered. Or was she comfortable with the silence? You cleared your throat, willing yourself to think of something, anything, to talk about.

"I'd love to hear more about the charity you're involved with." You landed on. "I'm really passionate about women's rights; I volunteer at a Planned Parenthood back home."

"That's wonderful." Susannah said. "You kids really are the future." She swept up the conversation from there, wanting to learn more about your experience and considering it against her own at the shelter.

It only took about ten minutes total before the boys came back in, but in that time, you moved on to tell Susannah about your family, your friends your summer plans, your hobbies, and more. She had an uncanny way of getting you to speak without asking too many questions, and she listened intently to every answer.

"How's it going in here?" Conrad asked, coming up to the counter beside you. You had just finished regaling Susannah with the story of how you tried to learn to surf last summer.

"Good," you said, trying to convey your excitement and relief through your eyes without embarrassing yourself in front of Susannah.

"Fantastic." Susannah agreed. "I can certainly see why the two of you get along so well." Under the lip of the counter, Conrad squeezed your hand.

"Belly just came out," Conrad said to you. "Do you wanna head outside, and I'll come meet you in a minute?" You knew that he wanted to get his mother’s unfiltered opinion, and as anxious as you were, you wanted to know to. So you agreed, excusing yourself and stepping out. Just as you did, your sandal came undone and you knelt on the deck to fix it. You really, truly had no intention of eavesdropping; the doors were fully closed, but an open window above you carried Susannah and Conrad's voices out to you.

"She's lovely," Susannah said, and you didn't know her well enough yet, but she sounded genuine to you. "Just as sweet and bright as you described her." Conrad murmured something a bit too low for you to make out, but based on his mother's reaction, it had to be good. “She’s good for you. I like the way you’re smiling around her. I feel like I haven’t seen that in a while.”

“Yeah,” he agreed. “I don’t know, I just feel, like, lighter, or something. Like I don’t have to think so hard, I can just…be.”

“Someone who gets Conrad out of his own head.” Susannah mused. “Isn’t that something.” They were both quiet for a beat before she spoke again. "You really like her." It was less of a question, more of a confirmation.

"I really, really do." He said. "Mom, I think…I think I love her."

"Oh, Connie." Susannah cooed. Your shoe was fixed now and your heart was beating too erratically to stay so close. As you stood to inch away, you could see Susannah cupping Conrad's cheek in her palm, her adoring face matching his beaming one.

You felt...fuzzy, almost, like you were covered in something soft and warm and safe. He loved you. Conrad Fisher loved you. And you loved him back. How rare, how fortuitous, was that? It didn't matter that he hadn't said it to you yet. It didn’t matter that he said “I think.” It was enough to know it was there, that the seed was planted and growing. You could be patient and soon enough you would see it’s spectacular bloom.

The revelation was so all-encompassing that you nearly tripped on your own feet as you approached the small group of kids who had arrived, other friends of the Conklins and Fishers. "Did someone have too much to drink already?" Belly teased, coming forward to give you a hug.

You laughed, squeezing her back. "Nah, too early for me." You said. "I'm just a natural klutz." You settled in and began chatting, trying to fight the urge to crane your neck every thirty seconds to see if Conrad was coming. Thankfully, it was only a few minutes before he showed up, gesturing for you to step away with a jerk of his neck. He was holding a frozen red drink in each hand, a margarita from the looks of it, one of which he offered to you as you got closer. You thanked him and the two of you wandered over to sit on a bench.

"So," he said before taking a long sip of his drink. He swallowed and looked off thoughtfully, drawing it out to raise your anticipation.

"Conrad!" You swatted at him. "Just tell me if I passed the test." You knew what you had heard, but what if you misconstrued part of it? You couldn't read their faces or body language. You didn't know Susannah's tones. You had no clue what they said after you walked away.

Conrad grinned, extending an arm around your shoulder to pull you closer into his side. "Oh, with flying colors." He said, and you buried your face into his chest, both relieved and ecstatic. "You aced it. She thinks you're amazing. She wanted to know if you'll come back tomorrow night for dinner." His hand drifted to your back to rub soothingly along your spine, dipping down just under the waistband of your skirt and trailing back up again.

"Thank God." You muttered into his shirt. You breathed in his scent, laundry detergent and cologne and a hint of sweat, before lifting your chin towards him. "Yes, of course. I would love to." He dropped his forehead to you and let the tip of his nose brush against yours. He was thrilled, too; it was apparent in his dancing eyes, even as they were half-hidden behind his ruffled hair. "Wow," you breathed, mouth practically meeting his. "I can't believe after all that build up, I can finally just relax."

He kissed you then, cutting off the end of your sentence by parting your lips with his own. He traced your bottom lip with his tongue, slowly, before nipping at it with his front teeth, and you keened.

"Well," he said, drawing back an inch. "I wouldn't relax just yet." You furrowed your eyebrows, questioning. "That wasn't even the hard part." He kissed you again, once, then smirked. "You still haven't met Laurel."