#also danny officially has a type (so to speak)

[absolutely-esme]

Dani with an I gets adopted by Nightwing

After her initial escape from Vlad, Dani wanders and eventually makes her way to Bludhaven, where she is noticed by the local hero.

He seems nice enough, and the fact that he appears to be a hero like Danny is a point in his favor, but she's extra cautious because she also trusted Vlad until recently.

...

Nightwing has been looking out for a weird, sassy street kid with a penchant for getting into trouble. He's pretty sure that she's some type of Meta, but he hasn't asked and she hasn't told. Either way, she has a knack for getting into places she shouldn't.

He's been gradually building trust with the kid in order to help her better. It's slow going because for all that the kid is chatty and outgoing, she's also hesitant to trust in a way that speaks to hard earned experience.

Going into it, he'd felt that the patient approach was for the best, and it had seemed to be working, but now he's not sure if they have time for it.

It's starting to seem like the girl has some kind of medical condition that's getting worse over time. The girl herself seems to be growing increasingly anxious, like some looming time limit is approaching.

One day he catches a glimpse of glowing green slime oozing out of her arm before she sucks it back in and disappears from the visible spectrum.

Nightwing tracks the seriously ill, apparently in danger of freaking melting, Meta kid to some small town in the middle of nowhere, and arrives just in time to sucker punch a blueskinned vampire who had what looked like a white-haired version of the kid trapped in his lair, thus allowing another kid with an oddly strong resemblance to administer some kind of medicine.

This is how Nightwing ends up sitting in a local burger joint with two ghost kids and a girl in power armor gathering bits and pieces of an incredibly worrying story.

On the upside, the kid he's been looking out for has finally warmed up to him, so Danielle Grayson will be officially his as soon as he can get an identity set up for her.

On the downside, WTF is going on in Amity Park?!

[destiny-in-the-universe]

Hurt/Comfort + Injury Headcanons

Okay, so I have officially decided to try something different! All of these are x Reader based and honestly, I may open up Reader Requests and how the canons would react to different situations!

These may also include hurt/comfort + injury headcanons between canons in general! Not just with Readers!

Danny Phantom

👻 If Reader was hurt- Danny would honestly fret so much; he would be the type to immediately hover around his S/O and just go into full protective mode

👻 He wouldn’t pry if you didn’t feel like talking about what happened, but if it turned out someone else caused it- Danny might attempt to go after them. He just seems the type

👻 The irony comes in the following: if Danny was hurt, he’s going to try and suck it up. He doesn’t really want to be seen as weak because he’s Phantom and he can handle himself

👻 He might not even realize what’s happening unless you happened to point it out-

👻 Danny’s honestly the type to chuckle and attempt to carry on with whatever he was doing regardless. The only people he listens to are you or Sam Manson-

👻 Now say that you were dealing with a mental health issue over something physical? Good luck getting Danny to leave- he’s just going to stay close and endlessly offer you something that might help

👻 Danny is never going to admit when he’s going through something. Sure, he complains about things every now and again but when things begin hitting the fan- he will retreat entirely

👻 He’s very patient with people he cares about, but honestly Danny is still a young teenager and has a habit of getting overwhelmed and snappy if things become too much

American Dragon: Jake Long

🐉 Our dragon boy, Jake Long, is a stubborn little shit. If he was the one being hurt- he’s going to laugh, struggle back up on his feet, and keep fighting. Jake has zero chill. He’s the hit first, ask questions later type

🐉 Now if it was you being hurt, Jake would go ballistic. If it was done with the intention of hurting you, well, there’s nothing that will stop him from attempting to hunt someone down-

🐉 Jake’s got a slightly better handle at dealing with his problems than Danny, but even then- he’s a spitfire; once something frustrates him, he’s going to vent. He doesn’t know what to do with the frustration other than letting it out

🐉 As he gets older however, this changes- but he continues to consider his close friends and you as his hoard. This proves a challenge, because dragons do not know when to quit

🐉 If you were going through something, Jake does his best to comfort but he also doesn’t think before he speaks sometimes. It can cause a bit of tension; at the same time, he’s still caring. He’s trying

🐉 Jake would likely be the type to be extremely cuddly when he’s tired and if he knows you’re hurt- he’s not going to let you go

🐉 He worries so much over the people he cares about. It’s implied in the series he doesn’t to let the ones he cares about go- Jake would go the mile for his family and friends, but he also has a habit of blindly rushing into the fray for them

Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja

🥷 Oh this kid- if you were to be hurt, Randy’s going to lose it; it’s not really shown in the canon when someone gets hurt- other than the Ninja, of course- and i know Randy won’t handle well when someone he cares about is hurt

🥷 Randy would attempt to go after whoever hurt you. Well- until he’s snapped out of it by someone, and he immediately rushes to your side. If he’s a bit older, he will go to you

🥷 He’s going to internally panic the entire time if you end up having to go to the hospital

🥷 In that same breath however, Randy will not admit when he’s hurt. Almost like Jake- he’s going to keep fighting; if anything, he probably wouldn’t even notice he was hurt until after the battle was over

🥷 He’s going to laugh it off- or he’ll end up in mute shock as the adrenaline fades and he stumbles backward, staring at the injury with confusion

🥷 i do use the headcanon that the ninja suit will take care of injuries using some form of an ancient magic, but it doesn’t make the Ninja completely invulnerable and causes side effects

🥷 Randy’s a good friend. If the two of you aren’t in a relationship, he’s going to let you vent to him and he’ll patiently sit there and listen without hesitation

🥷 On the chance you’re his partner, Randy would dote on you and if there’s something troubling you- this boy is clingy as all hell. He will hold you while you cry, but he’s also kind of struggling with the words and then finally settles on simple reassurance

🥷 Randy doesn’t always think before he acts. If the two of you got in a fight, he doesn’t immediately apologize- he’s the type to storm out and then has to force himself to calm down, only after that has happened will he consider he did something wrong. He quietly goes to say he’s sorry, honestly he looks like a kicked puppy but he’s trying

🥷 Mentally, Randy will attempt to shove down any of his troubles. He’s fine. There’s absolutely nothing wrong, but on worse days- he finds himself crying alone, or he seeks out specific people who can help him

Additional Injury Headcanons

(Scars + Battle Injury)

Danny Phantom

👻 With Danny, he has a significant amount of scars- between his accident to being thrown around so many times by his enemies, well, they’re everywhere. There’s something ever slightly off about them, but because he’s still half human - it can’t always be avoided

👻 As mentioned before, he hates being seen as weak and will attempt to pull through- Danny’s going to keep fighting, but at the same time, he does have his limits

👻 During battle, he won’t notice he’s hurt- if he’s in ghost form. The moment it all comes crashing, he’s kind of going to grin and bear it - thinking his advanced healing will eventually take care of it

👻 When it comes to the people he cares about, he doesn’t seem to be bothered if he gets hurt. He’s going to push through no matter what

👻 He doesn’t argue when he’s being taken care of while injured. Danny acts more like a needy, give-me-attention cat than anything else

American Dragon: Jake Long

🐉 Jake is protective of the people he cares about. If he’s injured trying to keep them safe, he still keeps going- well, until he has no choice but to stop

🐉 If it comes down to choosing between himself and his family, he’ll choose himself last. Jake will go down on fighting if he can help it

🐉 With Jake being a dragon, normally the worst of his injuries are dealt with but at the same time- he can still get hurt. Weapons like a knife can’t do much damage unless they hit a weakness point, but something like the Huntsclan’s weapons? That could hurt him-

🐉 When Jake’s sick or needs to be taken care of because he’s injured- he is whiny; if anything, he would rather just be left to deal with it in peace especially during the time when his father doesn’t know about him being the American dragon

🐉 When he’s sick, be prepared for him to suddenly pull you close and snuggle you if he’s too out of it. If he’s more aware, he sort of slips into more draconic traits- it’s kind of adorable to watch honestly

Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja

🥷 Much like Jake, though with the suit instead of being a dragon- Randy’s injuries are usually taken care of and will heal at a faster rate. Unfortunately this isn’t always the case- and he does have scars from old battles, including bruising and the occasional broken bone depending on severity

🥷 Due to Randy’s impulsivity- not to mention, taking on literal robots at times, he does get battered around a lot; he’s knocked into walls, the floor. You name it, so he does have bruises that are brushed off as clumsiness

🥷 Randy is never going to admit when he’s hurt. He does try to lick his wounds in peace- not wanting to be disturbed, but at the same time- only Howard has been given the okay to tend to his injuries (the first time it happened, Howard was startled; not having expected this- he was angry- but concerned, quickly getting to work on bandaging Randy)

🥷 Despite Randy being a bit of a lone wolf- he absolutely would risk his own life for people he cares about, for Norrisville. He doesn’t always think before he makes a move and well, it’s not always a pretty sight after

🥷 When he has to be taken care of, Randy would protest the entire time. He’s rather deal with it himself- if he’s more conscious, well, he tends to try and suck it up but he’s also ridiculously unwilling to cooperate. If he's not as conscious, this boy is going to be either extremely clingy (i feel he just sort of sleeps a lot of the time), or groggily attempt to deal with his sickness on his own

🥷 Randy absolutely would try and continue going to school even if he's hurt or sick- (sure he did try to fake being sick that one time, but honestly- he would just keep coming to school regardless)

🥷 Honestly, this boy needs a break-

Okay, so this is all I have for now! Also- since apparently I want to continue doing these sort of headcanons, please feel free to send me asks!

I’ll make a separate post for my ask guidelines and which muses I’m willing to do and whatnot! I have zero impulse control-

[joshsindigostreak]

O, Pioneers

Prologue

“Resist much, obey little.” - Walt Whitman

Sam Kiszka x F!OC

Authors note: Welcome Sam lane!!! This is the official start to Sam’s journey in the ISHIYE universe. This one starts around the same time ISHIYE started, so we’ll basically see what Sam has been up to this whole time. I will say that O, Pioneers along with every other spin off will make the most sense if ISHIYE is read beforehand. It’s all an interconnected universe and all the fics will reference each other to varying degrees. Every chapter besides this one will include a flashback to his Uni days. I hope you guys love this and I want to make Sammy Nation proud! I also hope you love my OC Natasha, as she just jumped into my head one day and hasn’t shut up since. Danny will also be heavily featured, it his actual story will be its own titled, “Running Through the Garden.” This is relatively short, but it’s a good little preview of what’s to come! Enjoy!

Word Count: 2060

Warnings: None for this chapter other than sweating!

It started with an email. One, stupid, email. One, professional, email. An email from one academic to another. Natasha just needed an extra source. Specifically, she needed to get her hands on a very specific journal. A journal that contained anatomical drawings and first hand accounts of the Lake Leelanau Creature. Colloquially it is referred to as the Leelanau Lake Monster, but the use of the word “monster” is frowned upon in Supernatural and Academic circles. Annoyingly, she only knew of one person who would be in possession of said journal. The one person whom she was perfectly fine never speaking to again: Sam Kiszka. He had built up quite the reputation in recent years with rumors of his immense archives and collection of particular artifacts. 

Natasha wrinkled her nose and adjusted her glasses as the cursor blinked on the screen. She could write emails like this in her sleep but the thought of asking him for something? Giving him the satisfaction that she needed his help? She’d rather be hit by a bus. However, she needed this information for an upcoming presentation and she had gathered almost all of her resources except this one. Adjusting her cat-eye frames one more time, she began typing.

From: nedelaney@lakewooduniversity.edu 

To: sfkiszka@stardustarchives.com

CC:

Subject: Lake Leelanau Journal

Dear Sam,

I hope this email finds you well. I am writing to you for a request for some scans from a book I know you possess and are familiar with: the Gautheir journal. Currently I am in the middle of a research project involving North American Sea Serpents and I need the pages with the anatomical drawings in particular, as well as any other pages pertaining to the first sighting of the Creature. Any contributions beyond that would be most appreciated. 

Kind Regards, 

Natasha E. Delaney 

States away, in eastern Michigan, a young scholar was startled by the sudden ding on his laptop, alerting him of a new email. With an arched brow he opened his inbox, and seeing the email address in the top bar brought back hoards of memories. 

Natasha. Fucking. Delaney. The only person to ever score higher on tests than him, to easily skate past him in grades, keep up with him during lectures, and narrowly beat out his GPA for the top of their graduating glass. He hadn’t spoken to her since graduation almost three years ago, but he couldn’t help being amused at the fact that she needed his help. He could just imagine that icy blonde hair of hers sitting on top of her head in a bun, those obnoxious cat-eye glasses resting on her nose while she bites the bullet and asks for his help. With a smirk on his face, he clicked on the reply button and began typing.

From: sfkiszka@stardustarchives.com

To: nedelaney@lakewooduniversity.edu 

CC:

Attachments: Secondary Leelanau sources.pdf

Subject: Re: Lake Leelanau Journal

Dear Natasha, 

Unfortunately your email did not find me well, as I am in the middle of several projects myself. Here at Stardust Archives™ the stream of knowledge never stops, and neither shall I. I also regret to inform you that scanning said journal for those particular pages will be impossible, as that journal is much too fragile to be handled in such a way. I do however have a few recommendations for similar sources, which I have attached to this email. I am so sorry I was not able to assist you further. 

Good luck on your endeavors, 

Sam F. Kiszka 

He sat back as he clicked send, knowing that most of it was horse shit. He hadn’t been in an actual project in nearly a month, but she didn’t know that. But he wasn’t lying about the journal being too fragile for scanning. Theoretically it would be ok with current technology, but he didn’t want to risk it as it was a trusted family heirloom that was given to him in confidence. In this business, keeping contacts happy was nearly half the job. Word of mouth was crucial, and if you couldn’t be trusted to handle things with respect and care, what good were you? Satisfied, he stood up from his desk to go back to the new shipment of books he was sorting. 

“That mother fucker,” she seethed. Natasha read his email again, mocking the ‘here at Stardust Archives™…’ line to herself while scrunching up her face. She knew for a fact that while that journal was old, it wasn’t that old. The librarian who had recommended that particular volume to her in the first place even said that it shouldn’t be any trouble to get scans of the pages. To make it worse, those ‘resources’ he had sent weren’t helpful at all, and didn't even go into detail of the anatomy of the Creature, which was what she truly needed. Rolling her eyes, her fingers began tapping out her rebuttal. 

From: nedelaney@lakewooduniversity.edu

To: sfkiszka@stardustarchives.com 

CC:

Attachments: Secondary Leelanau sources.pdf

Subject: Re: Re: Lake Leelanau Journal

Sam,

I’m so sorry to hear how busy you are. However I was told specifically that the Gauthier journal was preserved enough that scans wouldn’t be a problem at all. Has something changed? Has it been damaged in any way since it was last made public? I hope such an integral part to your own state's history would be treated with the utmost care. If I remember correctly from that class we both took, with Professor Andrews, paper from that time period would still be stable if exposed to light or a scanning device. In fact I remember he said once, “as long as you’re not mashing it down on a decrepit photo copier from 1993…”. Surely you have a better scanner than that? If you could get those scans to me as soon as you’re able, that would be wonderful. 

Regards, 

Natasha

The ding from Sam’s laptop alerted him again, and his smile quickly faded when he opened the mail program and saw Natasha’s response. On one hand, she had the right idea, but on the other hand, whatever project she needed it for was not worth the risk in his eyes. His mouth hung open in offense with her questioning his integrity to Michigan history. Artifacts from his home state were always given top priority, and to have her imply that he was being careless with any of them made his entire body tense. Instinctively, he wanted to just send back a simple, ‘no,’ but he knew that would only make her more relentless. 

From: sfkiszka@stardustarchives.com

To: nedelaney@lakewooduniversity.edu 

CC:

Attachments: Secondary Leelanau sources.pdf

Subject: Re: Re: Re: Lake Leelanau Journal

Nat,

You aren’t entirely wrong about it being possible, however the family who entrusted it to me made me promise -in writing- to keep it as well preserved as I possibly could. As such, any form of scanning or sudden exposure to light is just not an option.  I hope that the other resources I sent you were enough to suffice. I know whatever project you’re needing them for will manifest in the most riveting way. 

Godspeed, 

Sam F. Kiszka

Natasha tilted her head and cracked her neck when she saw the shortened form of her first name. She hated being called Nat. It was too close to the word for those annoying bugs. Worst of all, it was what her older sisters called her just to get under her skin. All three of them would repeat it over and over again when she was little and laughed when she got upset. Her oldest sister would even take it a step further and call her ‘Natty’ on occasion. She hated how it sounded, how it looked, and she much preferred the nickname ‘Tasha’ if she had a choice. Most of her fellow students called her Tasha, as well as her close friends. Even on blind dates she’d introduce herself as Tasha before anything else. 

From: nedelaney@lakewooduniversity.edu

To: sfkiszka@stardustarchives.com 

CC:

Attachments: Secondary Leelanau sources.pdf

Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Lake Leelanau Journal

Samuel,

I appreciate your passion for the preservation of critical documents, it’s truly inspiring, Professor Andrews would be proud. But I think you’re being rather difficult here. If not unreasonable. And no, those other resources did not help as they are not relevant to my ongoing project. I appreciate your confidence in my work, but what would truly help me be on my way would be your cooperation. 

Impatiently, 

Tasha

Sam stared at the screen. She really wasn’t going to let up, was she? He thought for a moment, and something in his brain wanted to physically hear her ask for his help. Maybe it was his ego, maybe it wasn’t, but he was impulsive enough to go out on a limb to satiate it. 

From: sfkiszka@stardustarchives.com

To: nedelaney@lakewooduniversity.edu 

CC:

Attachments: Secondary Leelanau sources.pdf

Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Lake Leelanau Journal

‘Tasha’,

Unfortunately, I must be away from my desk at this time due to other projects and meetings. However, if you would like to continue our correspondence, I will happily provide you my number for your convenience. 

(248) 555-9423

In eternal anticipation, 

‘Muel’

Natasha stared at the phone number on her screen. That little shit. He wanted to hear her ask. It didn’t take a genius to figure that part out. Maybe he wanted her to beg? He was arrogant enough to want such a thing. She wasn’t going to give in that easily. She wanted his arrogance in writing. If he couldn’t be professional and stick to emails, he was going to have her in his pocket at all times, constantly making his phone go off. Quickly she added his number as a new contact, and typed out her first ever text to Sam F. Kiszka. 

Natasha: Ok cut the shit, Kiszka why are you being difficult? 

Sam: Who is this?

Natasha: I swear to god, Sam

Sam: Ok ok, fine. Do you really want to see this journal that badly? 

Natasha: I have wasted an entire afternoon emailing you about it, so yes. 

Sam: Well as I said I can’t scan the pages. But if you would like to view them in person for your research, that can easily be arranged. 

Natasha: In person?

Sam: Yes, that's when people meet face to face. 

Natasha: I’m going to ignore that for my sanity, but don’t you live in Michigan?

Sam: Yes.

Natasha: You do know that I’m in Lakewood for my Masters right?

Sam: Yes, what is the issue?

Natasha: So you want to travel all the way to Vermont just because you are refusing to scan the pages? 

Sam: Oh I wouldn’t bring an artifact that fragile on a plane, you know that. You can simply come here. I know there’s a break coming up, if I remember our old schedule correctly. 

Natasha nearly threw her phone, but she wasn’t going to give up. Before she could fully type out a response she got another text.

Sam: And don’t worry about needing a hotel there’s plenty of room upstairs for you. My parents are in Canada on business and my brothers are off doing god knows what. 

Natasha: I’m sure I can find a hotel I don’t want to put you out

Sam: It's really no trouble, we have a separate guest room anyway that barely gets used 

She mulled it over for a few minutes. 

Natasha: Well I’ve never been to Michigan.

Sam: It’s much better than Vermont.

She sighed.

Natasha: Fine. I’ll talk to my professors and get it sorted out. The break starts in two days. 

Sam smirked at his phone and leaned back in his chair,  he was right.

Sam: Excellent. I’ll go dust the window sills and pick out the fanciest chocolate for your pillow.

Natasha: I’ll text you my flight details. 

Sam: Can’t wait, Nat ;)

Not wanting him to know that he bothered her, Natasha set her phone down and opened up another webpage to look up flights. By the weekend she was going to not only be in Sam Kiszka’s presence for the first time since graduation, but staying at his fucking house. 

What the fuck did she just agree to? 

To be continued...

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[sanctaignorantia]

Book spoilers & theories about the show

It's probably the silliest thing I'll ever write, but it's simply about the four characters I love most in these books, Daniel, Louis, Armand and now Fareed. And they're all here in the same scene.

The episode 6 starts with Louis talking about the Cloud Gift, something that for Daniel shouldn't be surprising since he's there talking to a creature that probably 99% of the planet's population believes doesn't exist. Vampires don't exist, right?

Daniel seems to be making fun of Louis and is obviously going to use this to annoy him later in the conversation.

And then who do we find there sharing this surprising discovery with them? A scientist. A brilliant, charming, charismatic, friendly, intelligent and beautiful scientist.

"Hey, Doc, did you know there's a flying vampire apocalypse coming your way?" Daniel speaks while analyzing Fareed's movements.

And then there's Fareed, for those who don't know him, he's just a handsome guy. But he's so covered up, the audacity of putting him in the first season is tasty. His movements are shy and a bit clumsy, and yet he's well hidden among the loose hair that casts a shadow on his face.

But this son of a bitch smiles at Daniel's words! [I love you, Fareed!!!] He looks at Louis in front of him and then smiles, containing his fucking smile. He's so brilliant!

We're going to put humanity [Daniel] who wouldn't believe in these things about vampires or flying vampires (and Superman) because they're fictional and we're going to put that to the test. That proof is Louis who, no matter how much he talks or reports, doesn't make humanity [Daniel] believe. It's not convincing. And then we're going to form a triangle with a third creature that represents science [Fareed] and therefore represents regular knowledge that can be visualized through facts that can be observed. But in addition, we're also going to say that Daniel stands for humanity that wouldn't believe in vampires, but does believe in a god. This is where the book spoilers come in.

Fareed in the books doesn't believe in spiritual matters, he doesn't believe in god and all that, he's a fucking scientist. A fucking vampire scientist!

"You know he's a vampire, right?" Daniel says again.

"I do not discuss my patients with anyone but the patients themselves." Fareed replies.

He again looks forward in what we might say is the direction where Louis is sitting. And only answers what should be the most obvious thing after that and then "you can't be human if your patient is a vampire, Doc". But I know Daniel just thought of it and typed it somewhere obscure in his notebook, probably under the "Rashid" topic he loves so much.

"That's the voice of Dr. Fareed Bhansali."

"That is not my voice."

"He's the personal physician to the deputy prime minister and..."

"I am not here..."

"... the vampire Louis de Pointe du Lac."

How can you be so relaxed being a human [scientist], knowing that your patient is a vampire [an inexplicable thing]. To be here taking care of another human [who is so fucking real] who will probably be made into food by the end of the week [we're not so sure how they're going to devour danny] while this vampire monster talks about an apocalypse? [so crazy].

How do you say that this voice of reason, which is also being recorded, is out of the question when you have to prove so much to the rest of humanity?

But this certainly becomes a fact for Daniel after Armand's final sentence, because the only doubt that would remain for Daniel is "he's human because he tolerates the sun" and with Armand's speech he then decides that Fareed could also be a vampire. And it's very funny because in the books Fareed hates the fact that vampires fall asleep with the sunrise, he even has a bit of anxiety and panic about it and wants to discover something in the future that will free them of this misfortune.

BUT

...let's get back to: "He's officially off the record."

"He's officially off the record."

Damn, we forgot the demonic gremlin in the other corner of the room!

The boss is watching! Any possibility of proving the improbable is off the record. Fareed even looks after a prime minister and that's a high position in some government. The fact that Louis and Armand simply accept Fareed going there (to look after their precious boy Daniel Molloy) at the risk of saying that perhaps there are even vampires in political office, is simply terrifying! Why would Fareed as a vampire look after human beings? It's exposing too much, it's exposing INNOCENT human beings to the dangers of living with and bumping into vampires! And why would Fareed as a human take care of vampires? Vampires would never expose themselves to humans like that! Scientists?!?!?!?!?! Never!

IT'S OFF THE RECORD!

They fail so hard to hide it, they try so hard to lie and it's so in your face…

"NDAs signed by any and all who cross the threshold, eh?"

Those who cross the threshold… Armand knows very well who always crosses the threshold...~

But what am I getting at? It's interesting to see how they seem to have built this parallel between the side that wants to believe, has the proof in front of it, but still doubts vs the proof for itself vs the thing that could (and will) prove that all this that seems like fiction is actually very real and palpable.

And of course there's another point. We have a triangle in relation to what I said: Daniel, Louis and Fareed.

But at the same time we have Fareed who perhaps stares at Louis all the time in the sense that they are the naked truth that Daniel avoids looking at and that's why he's on the sidelines while in front of him we have Armanshid...

... who says "off the record", "forget it", "this truth can't be told" and he's right in front of Daniel, staring at him with those eyes that seem to plead as he dies longing for what seems untouchable. A puppy begging for food.

In short, I think Fareed here already knows what's going on and has been studying vampires and their issues for many years. He contains a smile when Daniel talks about the apocalypse because I know he feels proud in a sense of "I'm glad the apocalypse will be about something real, since it will be vampires" because that's what he studies, sees and touches every day and not this religious shit with god and hellfire. But there's Daniel who still wouldn't believe all this vampire and apocalypse shit, he's at the end of his life, isn't he? He doesn't even believe that the medicine can be effective…

[ggitty]

That's right! My mistake. And I remember seeing that second one on the internet years ago and I kept wondering if it came from some content that wasn't from the show, like wallpaper or promo art. Took a rewatch to catch that poster.

The JimmyxCindy one was definitely a headscratcher cause it looks like a fanedit still from the episode. But it felt too "official" to me, especially for something that came from the early-mid 2000s.

Goddard speaks for one scene in the PC version, the sewer level I think? The voice just doesn't fit him.

He'll be the ULTIMATE FINAL BOSS.

Definitely hope he wasn't kicked off for that. (I'm just glad it was a mere mention and not like, leaked art or trailer. Spongebob was a big victim of that last year.)

Not the biggest Danny expert either, I keep seeing conflicting info concerning that movie. (But the new graphic novel for it that comes out this year I know is real, so the fandom should have fun with that.)

I think I've seen that *artstyle around before, cool find! (*And it just reinforces my belief that Jimmy's design has inspirations from 50-60's comics, like Casper and Richie Rich.) Try searching "Jimmy Neutron Nickelodeon comics" in different search engines, you might find some more stuff~

Concerning the movie stuff, CinemaCon starts on March 31st, Paramount's specifically is on the April 3rd. Also, I was looking up some old interviews with Davis about a reboot feature and caught a MTV one from 2016. Or rather, someone caught his quotes before the page got lost to time. He mentioned if he ever got the chance, it would involve time travel [not skip]; seeing how the JN gang ended up in a bigger manner. (Basically All Grown Up/Channel Chasers type of plot)

For some reason, I'm sure they put it in the episode as a little joke, because the show occasionally inserted different reference images or just funny little renders/drawings in the background “blink and you missed it” style lol

Honestly, I'll take your word for it, I'm too lazy to watch the whole gameplay lol But when trying fast check I remembered how funny the brain blast was in Neutron vs Negatron I mean it's literally do this

And it's like one of those scenes in Power Rangers where they combine into one big mecha lol And I guarantee that they will fail because these 4 geniuses will try to pull the leadership and their own personal interests right in the middle of the battle lol

Oh yes, I've heard about the graphic novel and even saw a review of the first part, it looked pretty good!

This art was done by Stephen DeStefano! He has contributed to a huge variety of great comic books and animation projects, like a really huge amount of lol But yes, I'm sure that the style of the 60s comics and the 60s aesthetic in general was a very strong influence especially in early development of JN (if I remember the first concept art has a strong Jetsons vibe to it for me lol) Later, it will slightly shift into a freer 60-70s interpretation

And yes, I've seen it! I spent several months just scouring various sites and a lot of internet archives looking for these pieces ahfha (thanks to those who archive it, you are THE best)

Oh man, I'm both excited and scared at the prospect that we might hear something about it lol

Haha, I remember something like that! (oh boy I would still eat that damn timeskip type of thing in the last episode as a finale)

[arbiterlexultionis]

The whole shebang is absolutely wonderful I’ve got my one(1) brain cell firing on all cylinders, but for no I’m just gonna put my thoughts about Danny’s fighting ability and vigilante skills. A lot of the stuff I’ve seen so far has had Danny technically being the one who’s been a vigilante longer and having some skills but no where near Bruce’s level because of how long Bruce spent training. This does kinda make sense, and offers a whole bunch of opportunities around Danny learning from and training under Bruce for ✨Familial Bonding✨ but I personally am super fond of making Danny surprisingly competent for someone who was thrown into the life of a kid hero with no mentor.

Bruce has a fancy shmancy college edumancation that gives him a massive edge with a lot of the more technical and investigative areas of vigilantism, and that should show and at the same time give plenty of chances for Danny to sit criss cross applesauce on the floor with stars in his eyes while Bruce picks apart a case, thinking of how amazing it would have been to have that kind of skill when dealing with all the possession/impersonation/evil fruitloop schemes etc etc.

But Danny does have his specialties. Firstly, he grew up in the house of mad scientist. I’ve already made a post about Danny being One Smart Cookie, and while I don’t think I would apply it to this to as extreme as an extent as I did in that post Danny being really good with tech could be nice, and you could also make it funny. The only people Maddie and Jack ever really talked science with were each other, they probably needed a lot of weird purpose built equipment, parts and tools because of them building Ghost Stuff and Jack was kinda scatterbrained at times. All this came together to give the Fenton parents no reason to talk in a way that could be even somewhat coherent to normal people, and as such they did not. This, in combination with Danny just being born into mad science and thinking ray guns, dimensional portals, force fields and who knows what else are just normal science fair projects leads to Danny pretty much never learning any of the proper terms for anything or the official way of doing things, instead learning Fentonese. He is fully capable of tearing the Batmobile apart and putting it back together better than he found it, can make a death ray out of a toaster and building force field generators out of washing machines but has no knowledge about how normal people do science. The first time he sat down with Bruce to make gadgets he, after spending days on end convincing him that he Knows What He’s Doing and Is Technologically Talented, looked his new kinda dad-ish dead in the eye and went “the fucks a capacitor? That’s not a capackitom, that’s a [insert name of ultra obscure type of cheese that Bruce instantly recognizes because he a weird rich dude].” Danny gets kicked out of the workshop, sneaks back in and builds a jet pack. Which he then drops at Bruce’s feet before looking up at him with puppy dog eyes like a cat that just “gifted” their human a dead bird. This could also go into Danny learning to speak Batman, as he’s already fluent in one flavor of weirdo language. Bruce reciprocates and learns to speak Danny. To outsiders it looks completely unhinged and makes zero sense, but to them it’s perfectly understandable. This could also go with how the other bat kids learn “hrn” speak to lesser extent than Danny, they also learn Danny Speak to a lesser extent than Bruce. “How was your day?” Danny, face scrunching up: “Wisconsin” *hisses like a ghost cat*

Danny other specialty is combat, plain and simple. Some say that experience is the best teacher you can have and if there’s one thing chronically ill, sickly Danny has an utterly horrifying and heartbreaking amount of, its combat experience. Depending on how long he was doing the whole Phantom thing for before everything went to crap, he could have been fighting for his life for years. And if we’re going Immortal 14 Year Old, when it’s Win or Die the one and only option is to win, no matter how many times you have to get torn limb from limb to do so. While pretty much the entire league fights a lot of people, the overwhelming majority of their opponents are just normal people. On the other hand, the only “normal” people Danny ever fought were the GIW, who in the DC verse would probably be kinda dumb and held back by their own prejudice but actually trained and dangerous-ish or at the very least have frigen’ jetpacks, sci-fi weapons, tanks and jets like they did in the show, the Red Huntress, who is the goddamn Red Huntress, and his parents, a mom who is a master combatant that if translated into the DC verse could believably wind up as roughly equal to a member of the batfam super early in their career/while still a young kid and a father with ridiculous strength and arguably CQC skills that while not cape and cowl level could pose a serious threat in when combined with his strength and size kinda like an Off-brand Bane with laser guns who’s ranged fighting style of choice can be described as “Accuracy by Volume of fire”.

Other then them all his opponents were full on superhuman’s/giant animal monsters with at least 3 powers each, decades if not century’s to hone their skills, occasionally high tech weaponry and/or obscure abilities that range from “scary if you stop and think about it”(pretty sure the box ghost has shown the ability to control stuff that he finds in box’s. Everything Comes In Boxes. Including grenades. He also got his hands on Pandora’s Box and used it to wreak havoc.) all the way to “damn near unbeatable.”

Depending on how long he was acting as the protector of Amity, he could have very easily had literally everything and the kitchen sink thrown at him dozens of times over and came out on top again and again. I like the idea of him not having any prior training from his mom, being thrust into the life of a vigilante with nothing but talent, wits and the will to never give up no matter the odds. But by the time he meets Batman, covered in blood looking like death warmed over, he has had more skill and experience than any one deserves to have no choice but to gain forced upon him. Powers or no, he is a force of nature on the battlefield. Sneak attacks are blocked and dodged before he even realizes he’s moving because of all the times he wasn’t able to block or dodge Skulker phasing out of the ground beneath his feet to sink a blade into his ribcage. He can drag Robin to the ground and barely a second later bullets scream through where they had both been standing because of all the times he didn’t realize he was in his own mothers sights before he felt the white hot burn of plasma and spent the next hours sobbing in his closet as quietly as he could while trying to get the bleeding to stop. Lessons that no one should ever have to learn were carved, burned and beaten into his flesh far to many times for him to ever let even a single member of his new family learn them while he still lives(and he will always live, always always always. He has no choice.) All the experience he has with dealing with completely new abilities, both his own and his enemies, on the fly makes him a bizarrely good strategist despite his age and demeanor. He picks apart powers, fighting styles and technology without even realizing he’s doing it, pulling countermeasure and plans out of nowhere like it’s nothing. Once Bruce figures out he has this skill, he nurtures it and helps Danny figure out what and how he does it other than it just being a base instinct by the time they met.

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[vanfleeter]

Apple Pie // JTK

Pairing: Jake x reader Warning: SMUT (minors stay the hell away, thank you), teasing, edging, penetrative sex, fingering. Author's Note: Sometimes even tik tok gives me ideas. Also, not easy writing smut while you're tired.

Summary: Jake has bad luck after bad luck all day and all he wants is the apple pie waiting for him back home.

Today has been nothing but bad luck for Jake.

First he woke up and quickly found out that his phone never charged overnight and now he has less than 20% left. How? He barely used it. But he looks down at the cord to see it completely fried in the outlet.

Oh great. Something that needs to be fixed.

Then after his shower, he discovers his blow dryer has officially gone dead. Which means he has to go all day air drying his hair. Talk about a bad hair day.

To do list:

Call an electrician and get the outlet fixed in bedroom

Buy a new hair dryer

Not exactly how he envisioned his morning.

Just when he thought it couldn’t get worse, he hits a pothole in the road spilling his coffee all over the front of his pants. “Oh fuck!” He shouts. He earns snickers from the guys as soon as he steps into the office space.

“I did not pee myself.” He says pointing to Josh. “So don’t say it.”

“I was gonna say you look awful.” Josh says. “Rough morning?”

Jake rolls his eyes and collapses into the nearest couch. “First my phone never charged because the whole outlet was fried, so I have to get that fixed. Then my blow dryer just gave out on me so now I have to air dry my hair and it looks like shit. But to make matters worse, I hit a fucking pot hole and spilt my coffee all over my pants.” He hangs his head back against the top of the couch and closes his eyes. “Today just fucking sucks already.”

“Well, what better way to take your mind off of the mishaps than to play some music?” Sam says. “We’re nearly done with these songs, I know we can finish them today.”

Jake heaves a sigh and pushes himself off the couch. As he does, he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket and he pulls it out to find a text from you.

“I know your morning hasn’t been going great, so I thought I’d make some apple pie. Something good to look forward to when you get home.”

He smiles and types back a quick response before stuffing his phone back into his pocket and following the others into the studio.

They nearly made it to the very end of the song when suddenly one of the strings on Jake’s guitar snaps. He groans as he hangs his head. “Fucking hell…” He mutters as he rips his guitar off of his body.

The other three stare at him wondering who should speak if any. But they glanced between themselves and silently decided to leave him be.

Leaving the sound room with his guitar, he goes down the hall to the equipment area and digs around for a new string. Once he locates the ones he needs, he sets his guitar on the table and sets to work on fixing it. While he does, he starts to run over his day in his head.

“What else could possibly go wrong?” He mutters as he finishes fixing the string on his guitar.

“Should one of us go check on him?” Josh asks as he leans against his stool.

“I think it's best if we let him cool off.” Danny says.

“He’s right,” Sam says as he kicks a hacky sack back and forth. “Last thing one of us needs is for him to blow his top. I’m not in the mood to be yelled at today.”

Danny looks over Sam, his eyebrows knitting together when he sees the hacky sack. “Sam, what the hell is that?”

“A hacky sack.”

“And you brought that because…”

“Because I wanted to play with it?” Sam questions.

“But why–” Danny shakes his head. “Never mind..”

Sam shrugs his shoulders and resumes his little game. He kicks it between his feet again and behind him but kicks it slightly too hard and sends it to the ceiling. It bounces off the ceiling and hits the snare drum of Danny’s drum kit before bouncing back up into the air and hitting the wall opposite of Danny.

“Sam!” Josh shouts as he dodges the sack.

“Sorry!”

The sack bounces off of the wall and smacks right into Jake’s face as he walks through the door. They all cringe at the sight. Jake groans as he holds his face.

“Seriously?” He says as he kicks the door shut behind him. “What the hell was that?”

“Sorry..” Sam mutters.

“Sam thought it would be fun to bring a hacky sack to the studio..” Danny says as he shoots Sam a look.

“I said I was sorry..”

Jake huffs and lets his shoulders. “Can we just call it for today?” He says. “I’m done with today and I just want to go home and eat pie.”

“Pie?” Sam perks up.

“Not for you, hacky sack.” Danny says.

“Damn..”

Josh sighs and pushes off his stool. “Yeah, we can call it a day. We got a lot farther than I hoped we’d get.”

“Thank you.” Jake sighs. He packs up his guitar and makes haste to get out of the studio. He pulls out his phone and calls your number and waits for you to answer.

Pulling out onto the freeway, he hears the ring end and be replaced with your voice. “Hi baby, how’s work going?”

“Just left..”

“Oh wonderful. You’ll be home just in time for pie.”

“I have been thinking about that all day.”

“Don’t I feel neglected.” You feign offense with a giggle.

Jake chuckles. “Don’t tell me you’re jealous of a pie.”

“Maybe a little.” You say. “How’d the rest of your day go? Better, I hope.”

“Eh..”

“Uh oh..”

Jake sighs. “I hit a pothole on the way to work and spilled coffee all over my pants so I had to spend the whole day with coffee stained pants.”

“Oh honey, I could have brought you new ones.”

“Eh no, it wasn’t a big deal. We weren’t doing anything important that I would have to change for.”

“What else happened?”

“Everything seemed to be going great after that. But.. Never assume..”

You lean against the kitchen counter with the phone pressed to your ear. “What happened?”

“First a string snaps on my guitar..”

“You never like that.”

“Exactly.. And then as I come back, I get smacked in the face with Sam’s hacky sack.”

“He brought a hacky sack to the studio?”

“Such a dumbass sometimes..”

You giggle. “How’s your face?”

“My nose is throbbing.” Jake groans. “I didn’t even know hacky sacks could hurt that bad.”

“Aw, baby I’m sorry. But don’t fret, your apple pie will be waiting for you when you get here.”

“Great,” Jake says as he puts on his turn signal to change lanes. “I need something sweet and warm after the hell I went through today.”

“Ahh, maybe you’re taking this whole ‘Welcome To Hell’ bit slightly too far.” You joke.

“Ha ha ha, you’re so funny.” He sarcastically says.

“Well.. I’ll have you know. The pie won’t be the only thing sweet and warm waiting for you when you get home.”

“Oh yeah?” He shifts his seat.

“I’ve been thinking about it all day.” You say. “How after you devour the pie, maybe, just maybe you can have another sweet and warm treat when you get home.”

Jake’s fingers curl around the steering wheel. His knuckles slowly turn white the tighter he grips it. “Stop it..” He growls.

“Aw, is my baby getting all hot and bothered?” You tease. “You’re thinking about it, aren’t you? Seeing me spread out just for you. I bet I taste better than the pie.”

Jake’s right hand shoots to the growing bulge beneath his pants and gently palms himself.

“I take your silence as a yes?” You ask.

A moan escapes his lips. “Mmhmm.. Yes, baby.”

“Jacob Kiszka, are you getting off while driving?”

“Mmmm, maybe..”

“Jacob!”

He chuckles. “Well stop talking like that.”

“Jake, you need to pay attention to driving.”

“Oh I am..” He says. “I can do both.”

It wasn’t long before he heard a loud pop and his car shaking as it moved. “Jake, what was that?”

He peers into the side view mirror to see the left back tire completely blown. “Oh fuck… Just more things to add to the list of ‘what else could go wrong?’.” Pulling off to the side of the freeway and throwing on his hazards.

“What happened?” You ask.

“Damn tire blew..”

“Do you have a spare?”

Jake sighs and lays his head back against the seat. “Yeah..”

“Do you know how to change it?”

“Babe…”

“I’m just asking. I’ve never seen you change a tire.”

“That’s because I’ve never had to. I’ll shoot you a text when I’m on my way again..” He ends the call and gets out of the car. Unhooking the spare tire from the back of his jeep, he sets it on the ground and retrieves the tools he needs from the trunk. —

You hear the front door close, slightly louder than normal. He’s definitely not happy. Closing your book, you get up from the couch and step out into the hallway to see him dumping his keys into the glass bowl on the table and setting the guitar case up against the wall. As he starts to make his way towards you, the guitar case slowly slides off the wall and lands with a loud thud on the floor. His shoulders hike up as he freezes in his steps.

Heaving a sigh, he shakes his head and continues walking towards you. Dropping his head on your shoulder, you run your fingers through his hair.

“Don’t touch my hair..” He mumbles into the skin of your neck. “It’s gross.” You lightly giggle and he lifts his head.

“You know you could have used my hair dryer this morning.” You say.

His jaw slightly falls open. “I–” He sighs. “I didn’t even think about that.”

You smile and pull him off to the kitchen. “It’s all okay, because your sweet apple pie has been waiting for you all day.”

“And I’ve been waiting for it all damn day.”

You cut him a slice and lay it on a plate before handing it off to him. “Eat at the table.”

“I know, I know.” Jake says as he turns on his heels and heads for the table. As he sets it on the table, he goes to sit down but accidentally bumps the plate with his hand sending the plate and the pie crashing on the floor.

He falls into the chair and hangs his head. “Fuck. My. Life.”

“I can get you another-”

Jake shakes his head. He bends over and picks up the plate and the fork and scoops the slice of pie onto the plate before bringing it to the trash can and dumping it inside.

“I’m going to bed…”

“Aw no, Jake.”

“Today has just been horrible.. I just want to go to bed now…”

You watch him as he sulks off towards the stairs. Grabbing the roll of paper towels, you rip off a couple and go to clean the floor off from the sticky pie goo.

Going upstairs to the bedroom, you find Jake curled up in a ball beneath the covers. “Jakey..” You sing as you climb onto the bed.

“Go away.”

“Aw, is my poor baby going to pout all night?”

Jake turns over to look at you, his eyebrows knitted together and his eyes slowly turning dark. You crawl across the bed and gently straddle his waist.

“Poor baby?” He says. “Did you just ‘poor baby’ me?” He says, grabbing your hips in his hands and squeezing tightly.

You shrug your shoulders. “Well, you are acting like one.”

He suddenly flips the two of you over so that he’s on top of you. His hair dangly loosely in the sides of his face as his necklace rests gently on your chest. “I’m gonna show you who the poor baby is going to be and it won’t be me.”

He feels your body shiver beneath him. A wicked smile spreads across his face.

“I was wondering when my turn would be.” You say stroking your fingers down his back.

“Were you really jealous of that apple pie?”

“Maybe a little.” You say.

He chuckles before leaning down to kiss you. “Nothing is sweeter or tastier than my baby..” He brings his hands down to the waistband of your sweats and slips it beneath the fabric. He rubs the pads of his fingers into the fabric of your underwear and hums in delight when he feels your wetness. “Oh baby, you’re already so wet.”

“I told you that pie wouldn’t be the only thing sweet and warm waiting for you. You thought you were the only one all hot and bothered?”

He presses his fingers harder against you as he continues the circular movements. You allow your head to fall back into the pillows as a moan escapes your lips. Removing his hand from inside of your pants, he pulls away and leans back on his knees to grab the fabric of your sweats and pull them down your legs along with your underwear.

You can see his cock bulging beneath his pants. He undoes his belt and pushes down his pants before climbing back onto the bed. He grabs your legs and gently opens them. You can see the lust and hunger in his eyes as he stares at your soaked core.

He doesn’t hesitate. He wraps his arms around your thighs and sinks his face in between your legs. You feel his tongue lick you from bottom to top and slip in between your folds. Your hands instinctively find their way to his hair and grip tightly to his loose curls. He groans into you, the vibrations eliciting another moan from you.

Removing one of his arms around your thighs, he brings his fingers in and gently guides them in to work alongside his tongue.

“You’re so fucking sweet baby..” He says when he lifts his face.

“Sweeter than an apple pie?”

He snorts and drops his head. “The Chordettes, really?” You giggle as you nod your head.

He goes back to pumping his fingers as he brings himself back up to you. “I think the song is about how sweet a man is.”

“Oh you can be sweet too baby.” You say. He leans down again and kisses you. You moan when you feel his fingers curl inside of you, your walls clenching around them. “So sweet..” He smiles against your lips and removes his fingers. You whine and open your eyes to look at him. “Don’t you dare.”

He chuckles. “Did my poor baby want to cum?” He teases.

“Jake!” You whine.

“Hold yourself.”

“What are you doing?” You ask as you watch climb off the bed. He disappears from the room and you hear his footsteps fall down the stairs. “Jake!”

“Be patient!” You hear him yell.

Patient? He thinks you can be patient. Who the fuck does he think he is?

Slowly you start to move your hand down to your center. Just as you’re about to touch yourself and finish what he started, you hear his voice boom up the stairs.

“Don’t even think about it!”

You groan and pull your hand away. “Jake! Come back up here!”

“In a minute!” His voice is slightly muffled as he grumbles out the words that he speaks.

“Are you eating right now?!”

No answer.

“Jacob!”

You climb off the bed and grab your robe to slip on and tie around your waist. Storming downstairs and to the kitchen you see him perched at the island counter with a fork on his hand. You watch him as he digs into the pie and takes another bite. His eyes never leave you as his mouth devours the pie and his tongue licks the sweet caramel off of the fork. A smirk forms on his face.

“You’re eating pie?!”

He nods his head. “Like I said, I’ve been waiting all damn day for it.”

“So did you do all that and then you just leave to eat pie?!”

“Mmhmm.”

“You’re an ass, you know that.”

“So I’ve been told.” You huff and cross your arms over your chest. He chuckles and shakes his head. “Now who’s the poor baby? Are you having a bad night?”

He sets his fork inside of the tin pan and pushes it away. He motions you over. You sigh and walk over to him and he pulls you onto his lap.

“I’m sorry but I really wanted that pie.” He says kissing you. “Where were we?” He clicks his tongue. “I remember.”

He sets you on the ground and discards your robe before picking you up and carrying you over to the couch. Laying you down, he climbs in between your legs and hooks them around your waist. You both moan in pleasure as he slides himself inside of you.

“Fuck baby..” He groans. He drops his head on your chest as he bottoms out.

He begins to slowly thrust in and then out until he finds the right pace. His arms are propped up on both sides of your head and use them as leverage to thrust deeper and rougher. Your fingers dig deep into his back making his muscle flex instinctively. He moves his right arm from beside your head to wrap underneath your body and hold you tightly to his body. He flicks his head to the side allowing his hair to flip to the side of his head. Seeing his necklaces swaying viciously back and forth above you, you reach your head up and grab hold of the coin pendant with your teeth and swirl your tongue around it, your eyes never leaving his. You let go of the pendant and pull his head down to you so you can kiss him. He groans against your lips.

“Fuck baby..” He moans. “I’m—Oh—Baby..”

You meet him at his high as he spills inside of you. He still holds you tightly as he fucks you through his orgasm and yours.

“That’s my baby..” He murmurs against the sweat covered skin of your chest. He presses a gentle kiss to the middle of your chest. His movements slow down as he catches his breath. He eventually removes himself from you and rests his head on your chest.

“Now I want pie.” You say making him laugh.

He pushes off of you and pulls you off the couch. You stumble a little and he catches you. He chuckles and presses a kiss to your forehead. He scoops you up in his arms and carries you to the kitchen and places you on the counter top. He grabs a cloth from the oven handle and soaks it under the faucet before using it to clean you up.

“So I’d say that your day did a full one eighty, yeah?” You say as you reach for the tin pan still containing what was left of the apple pie.

He nods his head and discards the towel on the floor. He grabs your hips and slides you to the edge of the counter. You stab a piece of pie and lift it to his mouth. He gladly opens and takes the bite of pie. You dig in again and take your own bite of it. You moan and roll your eyes.

“Are you sure I’m sweeter than this pie?”

He slides his hand down to your core and drags his fingers through your folds. After he had just cleaned you, he was turning you into a mess again. “Do you want to taste yourself?” You nod your head and he brings his fingers up to your mouth. You open your mouth and he inserts them. “Who tastes better? You or the pie?” He pulls his fingers from your mouth and leans against the counter, his hands resting on the marble on either side of you. He cocks his head with a smug look on his face.

“Definitely the pie.”

He scoffs and shakes his head. “Bullshit.” He gives you a kiss but groans when he tastes you mixed with the pie. “It’s like fucking crack.”

Finalizada

taglist: @losfacedevil @lightmylove-gvf @safarithong @ignite-my-fire @ohgodthefeeling-gvf (some people i wanted to tag but your handle didn't show up)

[africanotaku92]

Schrodinger's Boy

I missed Phan Phic Phight but now I'm here for Dannymay! Not really going along with the prompts, just wanted to write something for the month.

I dedicate this to @five-rivers because i love their stuff so much!

Please, enjoy!

***

Schrödinger’s Boy

It was dead when she saw it.

Oh so very dead, but walking. Talking. Living.

That really doesn’t make sense, so let’s start from the beginning;

Nelia Ugochi d’Bandinello was not a normal child. Ever since she was young, she could see death. And no, not like the walking skeleton clad in black robes and a scythe most people assume, but real death; the dead, the dying, the undead, all. No one, not even her closest family members knew, and she intended to keep it that way. As long as she kept to her own and didn’t cross the line for the rules, she was safe.

Ever since her family moved to this country, she knew the small, sleepy town was a little dead. The essence was in every nook and cranny, even the air had a thin yet distinctive layer of it. Nothing she couldn’t handle.

That is, until now.

The air’s death suddenly sharpened the moment before it walked in.

At first glance, it looked like a boy. A cute boy in fact. Short compared to her tall. Pale skin in contrast to her deep dark, straight black hair opposed to curly blond. Baby blue opposing forest green. But then, the closer she looked, the more she noticed what was off. Skin was a little too pale to be considered healthy, and became slightly transparent as she saw more. Hair was wispy and floaty, almost defying gravity, almost flowing like it was under water as its head bounced. Eyes a bit more, sunken, a bit more tired. Worst of all, its heartbeat sounded so, so slow.

And now, it was sitting two tables across from her.

She swallowed the milkshake that threatened to spill out of her mouth. She tried to turn back to her food, tried to ignore its presence. But she kept glancing its way, turning back to the most terrifying yet fascinating creature she had ever seen.

And she just. Kept. Staring.

One of its cohorts – the black one with glasses – pointed at her direction, and it suddenly looked over. Their eyes made contact. She gasped and looked away.

‘Such haunting eyes.’ She thought.

“Nelia? What’s wrong?” She looked up to see her brother Irnerio, who had previously been trying to unhinge his jaw to fit an absolutely massive burger, was now looking at her in concern.

“Nothing.” She forced out. She glanced back at them. Her brother’s concerned face was already contorting into a smug grin.

“Oh? Falling in love already?” He chuckled “It’s the pale boy, right?” Her cheeks heated. Definitely not what was happening.

“Shut up.”

“Well, you did say that one of the advantages of moving was ‘Date cute Americans’. Though I must say, I always thought that the goth girl would be more your type. You could both indulge in your weird fascination with death.”

She hit her brother in the ribs.

“Stolto*.” She hissed. “I said shut up.”

Her brother laughed.

***

“Dude, the new girl is totally checking you out.”

Danny swallowed his bite of a burger. “What?”

He, Sam and Tucker had gone to Nasty Burger for lunch that Saturday, and had noticed the two newest additions to the town residence. The girl had been looking at them ever since they walked in.

“She’s probably not into me. Probably looking at Sam. They look foreign, so for all we know, she may be their first goth.”

“An honour I am willing to have with pride.”

“She’s looking over here right now!”

Danny turned to where Tucker was pointing and sure enough, she was looking at them. They made eye contact, and hers widened and she looked away.

“See? Totally into you.” Danny rolled his eyes.

“Whatever, Tuck.” He continued eating his burger. But somehow, he couldn’t shake the stare off of him. As if she was looking past his flesh and staring at the very ghost that made his soul.

He shivered at the thought.

***

Oh God above, it went to her school.

The creepy thing goes to her school.

She wondered how it got into her school. She wondered why, of all things, it had to attend as a student.

Mondays where truly the worst days of the week.

She had learned the creatures name was Danny Fenton, official school weirdo, son of the two most successful ghost hunters (oh the irony), and all-round loser she shouldn’t interact with (according to the Mexican girl that approached her). She didn’t really care though, as much as she was weary, she still wanted to know what it was. And she was determined to find out.

The bell rang, pulling her out of her thoughts. She sighed and pulled her books from her locker. She didn’t want to be late.

***

Hours later, school was long over, and Nelia was busy at work in the kitchen, kneading dough for her second batch of strawberry calzones, the first already in the oven. Her mother stood at in front of the doorway, watching her.

“That’s a lot of dessert calzones for 4 people.”

She finished kneading and started rolling out the dough. “Oh no, ours are part of the last batch. Most of these are offerings.” She turned to her mother. “I’m going to the Cemetery after dinner. To pay some respects.”

Her mother sighed. There was no talking her out of this. Every time they go someplace new, she always paid her respects at a local gravesite. She stopped trying to prevent her a long time ago.

“Well, just be back before midnight. But in the meantime, let me help you close the ones you’ve already filled. We could talk, use some mother daughter bonding time.” She smiled and nodded at her mum, handing her a spare apron. She gladly took it and set to work beside her daughter.

“Have you heard? There’s a story I heard. They say this town has some kind of ghost hero…”

***

It was late in the evening, and she had paid her respects at the last grave when she saw him.

And he was oh so very much Alive.

Silver white hair adorned his head like a glowing crown. Striking, electric green eyes, a black jumpsuit with white boots and gloves. Veins, across his skin, visible with the implication of pure green death flowing in them, the sound of each breath he takes. A pulsating buzz emitting from his chest, almost sounding like a beating heart. These where the features of Amity Park’s local hero and (dead) celebrity, Danny Phantom.

And he had just landed in front of her.

“Um, are you ok? It’s pretty late out.”

She blinked at first, startled to hear him talk, but composed herself enough to speak.

“Ah, yes I’m fine. Just, paying my respects.” She gestured to the grave and the basket of food.

“Oh, really? That’s nice of you! Apart from family, hardly anyone pays respect these days.”

“Yes, it’s something I try to do everywhere I go. Speaking of respect, where’s yours?”

Danny blinked. “My what?”.

“Your grave. I have to pay my respects to you. This is the only cemetery in town, but I didn’t see your grave.”

Danny froze in shock. He hadn’t really thought about it.

“Oh. I kind of, uhm, don’t have one?” Because I’m not really dead.

It was Nelia’s turn to be shocked. And then she was angry. Was this town really so ungrateful that they didn’t have a grave for their hero? That wouldn’t do.

“Where do you want one?”

“What?”

“Where would you want your grave? I’m going to make you one.”

Danny’s eyes widened.

“Your… going to make a grave for me?” “Of course? It’s only common decency, a basic right to the dead. I might not have your body, but if I have a photo to at least mark your image, it would do.”

Danny was stunned by this gesture. No one had offered him a grave before. So, he told her about his ideal spot.

Weeks later, in a secluded spot in the woods, he stands with her above a freshly dug grave, underneath a willow tree, facing directly at the night sky marked with a picture of him in his ghost form. She drops a plate of calzones and lights some lavender incense. She pays her respects and stands back letting him trace over the picture and admire the grave. It’s not the best grave, but it’s also the only one he’s received. He couldn’t help it, as a few tears dripped from his eyes. It was a sweet gift.

He turns to her, clasps his hand in hers. He manages to choke out between tears.

“Thank you.”

She stares back at him. This action, it’s so… human. She senses familiarity, like she could almost imagine him when he was alive……

Oh.

Oh.

The connection between the dead boy and alive ghost hits her like a train, all the similarities adding up. She smiles at him.

“It’s your grave. You should bring your friends to see it.”

His eyes widen in panic, wondering how she found out. She shakes her head.

“I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”

He relaxes and nods, let’s go of her hands and they stare back at his very own grave. Sam and Tucker are going to flip when they see it.

That night, she’s back in her room, wide awake, thinking of everything that happened. His hands were cold, but not like death cold. Like he had stuck his hands in the freezer. His tears were so real.

This boy, who was dead yet alive. Walking perfectly on the line between life and death, tittering to neither side.

Schrödinger’s boy indeed.

[mesbbee]

just watched this movie for the first time recently…pacific rim au anyone? 🏃‍♀️

elaboration below since it got too long for the tags!

i was thinking of two different directions this could go:

1. if we were to stick closest to their positions in canon, the og archives gang would be scientists, and basically fulfill the role of newton

supernatural researchers —> kaiju researchers

desperate for literally anyone to enter the field after the kaiju attacks, Martin would easily be able to get into the institute despite not having any official scientific credentials

researcher au would also line up well if the kaiju are embodiments of The Fears, considering Jon’s connection to them (thinking of @/possumsquat’s tma au drawing! Jon drifts with part of The Beholding kaiju or something)

in terms of backstory too, Jon and Tim could’ve both had experiences with kaiju in the past leading them to become researchers

2. pilot au

Jon, Tim and Sasha are pilots (maybe Martin would become one later? wouldn’t start out as a pilot I don’t think..maybe in an emergency or something) - probably they’d all be compatible but maybe Tim and Sasha would be a pair and Jon would have another partner at first (/theyd switch around) (Gertrude? who is an icon in the field or something…also works with jon being Gertrude’s “successor” after she dies)

Danny, Tim’s partner dies in a kaiju attack and Tim swears off piloting until years later, which is when he meets with Jon and Sasha

theoretically I just love the action the adventure and the angst of them being pilots like i just feel like it’d be so fun. one of the main appeals of pilot au to me: DRIFT COMPATIBILITY BABY! the movie wasn’t perfect but you know i fw the concept of drift compatibility SO HARD i love it

i do think Martin would have another job at first (since you can’t really fake being a pilot you have to go through training and shit) - comms maybe? but i do love the idea of him piloting eventually. throw him in there for fun (+ him being actually adept at it)

in both these situations i was thinking of daisy/basira and georgie/melanie also being pilot pairs

of course, you could also mix this up - the above is just speaking with the main 4 archives crew having the same occupation, jon and sasha could be research while tim pilots and martin is comms, martin in research and jon pilots, etc etc…not even speaking of the different roles the side/background characters could have

anyways. yeah. if anyone has any thoughts on this i’d love to hear it!!

(sorry if this is a bit rough, as a said i originally typed these out as tags lol)

[thebiballerina]

I cannot speak for this specific crossover, but I have some hypotheses about weirdly popular crossover combinations, in general. Regardless of impetus, a few interested people can rapidly grow into a self-sustaining community once you get the ball rolling, especially with two pre-existing pools of fans to recruit from.

As for what gets the trend started in the first place, here are some patterns I notice:

One of the properties has a similarity that is a core component that people like in the other. (In this Batman and Danny Phantom case, presumably double life + superheroing? Same for DC and Miraculous Ladybug.)

One of the fandoms has an aspect that would either cause interesting encounters with the other, be incongruous in an amusing way, or some combination. (Supernatural and Criminal Minds, the top crossover in the Criminal Minds tag on AO3: The main characters of Supernatural are, at various points, legally serial killers and thought to be insane. So you have the Criminal and the Minds. Except both assessments are wrong, if not entirely untrue, and the Criminal Minds protagonists are supposed to see through that sort of thing. Ergo, interesting and incongruous.)

"The fandom has pockets," meaning that there are spaces in the plot or character backstories in at least one fandom that are excellent opportunities to fit another fandom in there. (If I had to guess, White Collar-DC crossovers are at least partially attributable to this.) (Also, thank you to the Leverage (2008) creators for helping me describe this one, since I believe they stated this as a reason not to fill in canon backstories too much. That might have been in one of the commentaries? Leverage fans, help me out here, I know it was said somewhere.)

Usual fan population overlap: Overlap in themes, character archetypes, genres, cast, creators, eras, or settings. For TV shows before streaming was so ubiquitous, you could even get overlap based on timeslots for airing. (This is another one that I think contributes to White Collar and DC: I can spot a fair few Catwoman-type traits in Neal Caffrey, and I can only presume there were plenty of shared influences, if not direct inspiration. And, back to the DP-DC discussed by OP: My information is only based on a cursory web search, but Danny Phantom aired 2004-2007, and Jason Todd was officially resurrected in 2005, with 2005-2011 being the era of his time post-resurrection, pre-New 52 universe reboot.)

I don't really have anything concrete backing this up, just patterns I have noticed. I would love to know other people's thoughts.

Please God what is the connection between Danny phantom and batman in crying i just want to look at silly little batman posts why is the cartoon twink fucking Jason todd??????????

[asexualtuckerfoley]

Danny Phantom MBTI Types Valerie Gray: ENTJ

Te: Surprise! Sam and Valerie are MBTI twins. Valerie’s got a plan and she sticks to it, even when it doesn’t work out too well. She even lets her strict plan get in the way of her feelings and budding relationship with Danny. It’s not personal, it just is (ironically, her issue with Phantom is very personal, probably part of her Fi coming through).

Ni: This was harder to pin down because Valerie’s lower functions are terribly underdeveloped. In fact, if it wasn’t for the fact that I’m certain Valerie’s in a Te-Se loop, I wouldn’t know how to type her. The closest thing we’ve got to her exhibiting Ni is her refusal to accept new evidence that she doesn’t agree with, particularly when it comes to Phantom.

Se: Looping time! A loop is when the dominant and tertiary functions are duking it out for superiority. She’s always running around doing crazy stunts, fighting ghosts in a suit she got from a stranger. She misses the nice life she had, and while that’s understandable, the lengths she goes to are a little excessive.

Fi: Like Sam, Valerie knows what she believes and cannot be deterred, even by her own emotions. She dumps Danny to chase after Phantom and completely ignores any evidence contrary to her beliefs. Again, like Sam, she has a black-and-white view of the world.

[glittergummicandypeach]

Fake Hafez: How a supreme Persian poet of love was erased | Religion | Al Jazeera

This is the time of the year where every day I get a handful of requests to track down the original, authentic versions of some famed Muslim poet, usually Hafez or Rumi. The requests start off the same way: "I am getting married next month, and my fiance and I wanted to celebrate our Muslim background, and we have always loved this poem by Hafez. Could you send us the original?" Or, "My daughter is graduating this month, and I know she loves this quote from Hafez. Can you send me the original so I can recite it to her at the ceremony we are holding for her?"

It is heartbreaking to have to write back time after time and say the words that bring disappointment: The poems that they have come to love so much and that are ubiquitous on the internet are forgeries. Fake. Made up. No relationship to the original poetry of the beloved and popular Hafez of Shiraz.

How did this come to be? How can it be that about 99.9 percent of the quotes and poems attributed to one the most popular and influential of all the Persian poets and Muslim sages ever, one who is seen as a member of the pantheon of "universal" spirituality on the internet are ... fake? It turns out that it is a fascinating story of Western exotification and appropriation of Muslim spirituality.

Let us take a look at some of these quotes attributed to Hafez:

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, 'you owe me.' Look what happens with a love like that! It lights up the whole sky.

You like that one from Hafez? Too bad. Fake Hafez.

Your heart and my heart Are very very old friends.

Like that one from Hafez too? Also Fake Hafez.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.

Beautiful. Again, not Hafez.

And the next one you were going to ask about? Also fake. So where do all these fake Hafez quotes come from?

An American poet, named Daniel Ladinsky, has been publishing books under the name of the famed Persian poet Hafez for more than 20 years. These books have become bestsellers. You are likely to find them on the shelves of your local bookstore under the "Sufism" section, alongside books of Rumi, Khalil Gibran, Idries Shah, etc.

It hurts me to say this, because I know so many people love these "Hafez" translations. They are beautiful poetry in English, and do contain some profound wisdom. Yet if you love a tradition, you have to speak the truth: Ladinsky's translations have no earthly connection to what the historical Hafez of Shiraz, the 14th-century Persian sage, ever said.

He is making it up. Ladinsky himself admitted that they are not "translations", or "accurate", and in fact denied having any knowledge of Persian in his 1996 best-selling book, I Heard God Laughing. Ladinsky has another bestseller, The Subject Tonight Is Love.

Persians take poetry seriously. For many, it is their singular contribution to world civilisation: What the Greeks are to philosophy, Persians are to poetry. And in the great pantheon of Persian poetry where Hafez, Rumi, Saadi, 'Attar, Nezami, and Ferdowsi might be the immortals, there is perhaps none whose mastery of the Persian language is as refined as that of Hafez.

In the introduction to a recent book on Hafez, I said that Rumi (whose poetic output is in the tens of thousands) comes at you like you an ocean, pulling you in until you surrender to his mystical wave and are washed back to the ocean. Hafez, on the other hand, is like a luminous diamond, with each facet being a perfect cut. You cannot add or take away a word from his sonnets. So, pray tell, how is someone who admits that they do not know the language going to be translating the language?

Ladinsky is not translating from the Persian original of Hafez. And unlike some "versioners" (Coleman Barks is by far the most gifted here) who translate Rumi by taking the Victorian literal translations and rendering them into American free verse, Ladinsky's relationship with the text of Hafez's poetry is nonexistent. Ladinsky claims that Hafez appeared to him in a dream and handed him the English "translations" he is publishing:

"About six months into this work I had an astounding dream in which I saw Hafiz as an Infinite Fountaining Sun (I saw him as God), who sang hundreds of lines of his poetry to me in English, asking me to give that message to 'my artists and seekers'."

It is not my place to argue with people and their dreams, but I am fairly certain that this is not how translation works. A great scholar of Persian and Urdu literature, Christopher Shackle, describes Ladinsky's output as "not so much a paraphrase as a parody of the wondrously wrought style of the greatest master of Persian art-poetry." Another critic, Murat Nemet-Nejat, described Ladinsky's poems as what they are: original poems of Ladinsky masquerading as a "translation."

I want to give credit where credit is due: I do like Ladinsky's poetry. And they do contain mystical insights. Some of the statements that Ladinsky attributes to Hafez are, in fact, mystical truths that we hear from many different mystics. And he is indeed a gifted poet. See this line, for example:

I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in darkness the astonishing light of your own being.

That is good stuff. Powerful. And many mystics, including the 20th-century Sufi master Pir Vilayat, would cast his powerful glance at his students, stating that he would long for them to be able to see themselves and their own worth as he sees them. So yes, Ladinsky's poetry is mystical. And it is great poetry. So good that it is listed on Good Reads as the wisdom of "Hafez of Shiraz." The problem is, Hafez of Shiraz said nothing like that. Daniel Ladinsky of St Louis did. 

The poems are indeed beautiful. They are just not ... Hafez. They are ... Hafez-ish? Hafez-esque? So many of us wish that Ladinsky had just published his work under his own name, rather than appropriating Hafez's. 

Ladinsky's "translations" have been passed on by Oprah, the BBC, and others. Government officials have used them on occasions where they have wanted to include Persian speakers and Iranians. It is now part of the spiritual wisdom of the East shared in Western circles. Which is great for Ladinsky, but we are missing the chance to hear from the actual, real Hafez. And that is a shame.

So, who was the real Hafez (1315-1390)?

He was a Muslim, Persian-speaking sage whose collection of love poetry rivals only Mawlana Rumi in terms of its popularity and influence. Hafez's given name was Muhammad, and he was called Shams al-Din (The Sun of Religion). Hafez was his honorific because he had memorised the whole of the Quran. His poetry collection, the Divan, was referred to as Lesan al-Ghayb (the Tongue of the Unseen Realms).

A great scholar of Islam, the late Shahab Ahmed, referred to Hafez's Divan as: "the most widely-copied, widely-circulated, widely-read, widely-memorized, widely-recited, widely-invoked, and widely-proverbialized book of poetry in Islamic history." Even accounting for a slight debate, that gives some indication of his immense following. Hafez's poetry is considered the very epitome of Persian in the Ghazal tradition.

Hafez's worldview is inseparable from the world of Medieval Islam, the genre of Persian love poetry, and more. And yet he is deliciously impossible to pin down. He is a mystic, though he pokes fun at ostentatious mystics. His own name is "he who has committed the Quran to heart", yet he loathes religious hypocrisy. He shows his own piety while his poetry is filled with references to intoxication and wine that may be literal or may be symbolic.

The most sublime part of Hafez's poetry is its ambiguity. It is like a Rorschach psychological test in poetry. The mystics see it as a sign of their own yearning, and so do the wine-drinkers, and the anti-religious types. It is perhaps a futile exercise to impose one definitive meaning on Hafez. It would rob him of what makes him ... Hafez.

The tomb of Hafez in Shiraz, a magnificent city in Iran, is a popular pilgrimage site and the honeymoon destination of choice for many Iranian newlyweds. His poetry, alongside that of Rumi and Saadi, are main staples of vocalists in Iran to this day, including beautiful covers by leading maestros like Shahram Nazeri and Mohammadreza Shajarian.

Like many other Persian poets and mystics, the influence of Hafez extended far beyond contemporary Iran and can be felt wherever Persianate culture was a presence, including India and Pakistan, Central Asia, Afghanistan, and the Ottoman realms. Persian was the literary language par excellence from Bengal to Bosnia for almost a millennium, a reality that sadly has been buried under more recent nationalistic and linguistic barrages.

Part of what is going on here is what we also see, to a lesser extent, with Rumi: the voice and genius of the Persian speaking, Muslim, mystical, sensual sage of Shiraz are usurped and erased, and taken over by a white American with no connection to Hafez's Islam or Persian tradition. This is erasure and spiritual colonialism. Which is a shame, because Hafez's poetry deserves to be read worldwide alongside Shakespeare and Toni Morrison, Tagore and Whitman, Pablo Neruda and the real Rumi, Tao Te Ching and the Gita, Mahmoud Darwish, and the like.

In a 2013 interview, Ladinsky said of his poems published under the name of Hafez: "Is it Hafez or Danny? I don't know. Does it really matter?" I think it matters a great deal. There are larger issues of language, community, and power involved here.

It is not simply a matter of a translation dispute, nor of alternate models of translations. This is a matter of power, privilege and erasure. There is limited shelf space in any bookstore. Will we see the real Rumi, the real Hafez, or something appropriating their name? How did publishers publish books under the name of Hafez without having someone, anyone, with a modicum of familiarity check these purported translations against the original to see if there is a relationship? Was there anyone in the room when these decisions were made who was connected in a meaningful way to the communities who have lived through Hafez for centuries?

Hafez's poetry has not been sitting idly on a shelf gathering dust. It has been, and continues to be, the lifeline of the poetic and religious imagination of tens of millions of human beings. Hafez has something to say, and to sing, to the whole world, but bypassing these tens of millions who have kept Hafez in their heart as Hafez kept the Quran in his heart is tantamount to erasure and appropriation.

We live in an age where the president of the United States ran on an Islamophobic campaign of "Islam hates us" and establishing a cruel Muslim ban immediately upon taking office. As Edward Said and other theorists have reminded us, the world of culture is inseparable from the world of politics. So there is something sinister about keeping Muslims out of our borders while stealing their crown jewels and appropriating them not by translating them but simply as decor for poetry that bears no relationship to the original. Without equating the two, the dynamic here is reminiscent of white America's endless fascination with Black culture and music while continuing to perpetuate systems and institutions that leave Black folk unable to breathe.

There is one last element: It is indeed an act of violence to take the Islam out of Rumi and Hafez, as Ladinsky has done. It is another thing to take Rumi and Hafez out of Islam. That is a separate matter, and a mandate for Muslims to reimagine a faith that is steeped in the world of poetry, nuance, mercy, love, spirit, and beauty. Far from merely being content to criticise those who appropriate Muslim sages and erase Muslims' own presence in their legacy, it is also up to us to reimagine Islam where figures like Rumi and Hafez are central voices. This has been part of what many of feel called to, and are pursuing through initiatives like Illuminated Courses.

Oh, and one last thing: It is Haaaaafez, not Hafeeeeez. Please.

The views expressed in this article are the author's own and do not necessarily reflect Al Jazeera's editorial stance.

This content was originally published here.

[sil-and-seals-blog-something]

Oh, the idea of a bunch of liminal kids- who have no idea what liminality- running around is an amusing and frightening concept. I love it. People start swearing that the kids have glowing eyes when they pop out of a dark alley. Some believe it, some don’t, and no one knows why the kids has glowing eyes. The nonverbal communication (if we want liminals to have empathetic abilities/Ghost Speak) would be really useful.

OOOHHHH I absolutely love the Children of Gotham being a spy ring and saboteur team. It would make for a funny moment if, during a JL meeting for a mission, Batman realized midway through that the Children of Gotham are the perfect candidates and then has to sit down and contemplate that, like why are they capable enough to be the perfect candidates? They absolutely should not be in that type of situation let alone succeed in that type of mission, but they would be able to succeed. He absolutely will not bring them on for the mission, but the thought is there and it’s haunting him.

I love how terrifying Danny’s gremlin antics would come off, but it’s also advantageous as the rogues anticipate Danny stealing from them at random, not the other kids, so Danny has a target on his back that he can more safely handle while the other kids are able to grab things as well, when they risk it.

I love that. Alfred just sneaking things to the kids, making sure they’re okay and happy. Also, it does make sense for Bruce to just assume one of his kids bought stuff.

The Fenton style is wonderfully terrifying. The engineering competitions? Magnificent. I just love the idea of Tim pulling out a whole Fenton style bazooka one day- no one knowing where he was hiding it- and absolutely just threatening a rogue with it.

I just imagine Jazz just being a tiny therapist sitting people down at random and having therapy sessions for free. No one is safe. Not even the rogues (she has Danny there so that he can pull her out if they try to hurt her). She’ll sit just about anyone and everyone down and chat with them a bit.

Dick just being in the dark on how these kids are managing so much is glorious. The moment that he actually speaks to B (just a slight check in to make sure everyone is alright), he’ll get bombarded with information on the havoc the kids are wrecking and their official title on the streets. He might be a little shocked, but having dealt with them for as long as he has has kinda prepared him for this. He’ll still likely have a “wtf” moment, but that’s par for the course.

The babies are organized! That’s just so cute. It’s like big cats with their young.

Also, yes, Jason is just kept up to date with whatever the kids do. Danny would probably go to him about each new power honestly, like all of the Children of Gotham sorta look up to him at this point (I’d imagine), so they’re a lot more open to sharing things with him than other adults. The power list will probably be getting ridiculous though, and some point. Like “You can make nearly indestructible ice now?” “Yeah, I’ve been practicing by making everyone snow cones!” “Alright buddy, keep at it.” “Will do!” Then from a member of Jason’s gang “Another power for the list boss?” “Yeah.” “Damn.”

Also, we could go with Jason also being heavily liminal and there just being an odd liminal to liminals (and a halfa) understanding going on between Jason and the Children (not that either party is consciously aware of it).

Also also!

@ailithnight ‘s reblog on your reblog is really epic and I wanna address it for a moment, cause yeah, this is a really realistic outlook on how the adults and children in Gotham would feel about the Children of Gotham. A good amount of adult would only see the trouble they collaterally cause and the creepiness they use, whereas other kids would have more knowledge on the goals and feel Hope from their actions.

(Also, I imagine that the Joker absolutely got bit numerous times on each occasion that he tried to kidnap any of the Children of Gotham.)

As it turns out, Danny makes a pretty good leader. His little gang of homeless children has grown immensely, both from picking up strays and from assimilating other gangs into his group.

Danny might only be 10 and still figuring out his powers but dang, intangibility and flight are over powered even before you add invisibility and laser blasts. At first he regretted sneaking into the lab alone to check out the portal his parents made in this basement. Waking up in a cold alley in a city you've never heard of is a terrifying experience even without the corrupt cops trying to sell you into human trafficking, but finding out he had powers and could do whatever he wanted? That was great. It no longer mattered that adults didn't listen to him or chased him around. He could do anything now. Be anything. Take anything.

He and the people under his protection often robbed places, never banks or anything but high class restaurants and stores that usually wouldn't even let them in through the front doors. Yeah, Danny can admit most of thier robberies were because of grudges the other kids had because of how they were treated but Danny being ten thought this was fine.

The real issue was Gothams Paw Patrol (who absolutely hate being called that :3 ) they were always on thier case, Dannys especially. They kept insisting that the system could help them -Danny called bull. No one helped him or Jazz back in Amity and it was waaaay nicer that Gotham- and kept getting him and his fellow kids arrested. That didn't really matter. Anti-meta stuff never worked on him so getting himself the other kids out was no big deal.

After overhearing a conversation between Nightwing and one of the other bats a kid came into thier current secret base announcing that Nightwing was poor and the other bats weren't. This caught everyone attention. Appearently Nightwing was trying to establish himself outside of the colony cause he didn't get along great with whoever the bats super daddy was, which was fair. A lot of them were runaways for one reason or another and knew a bunch of reasons why you wouldn't want to except "free" money.

This led to them fetching Nightwings "wingdings" and batarangs instead of keeping them/selling them like they do with the others, sharing some of thier spoils with him like the groceries, jewelry, fancy clothes, ect that they stole.

Dick even catches one of the kids in his apartment in Bludhaven filling up his fridge which has him panicking about his secret id being compromised. Luckly the kids had only followed him there and didn't think to check who was on the lease or anything cause they assumed it would be a fake name or something.

Just Dick getting forcibly adopted by a child gang.

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The Masked Singer Season 6 Costume Reveals (Predictions and Rankings) Part 2!

Hello everyone! Welcome (or welcome back) to Ana’s Masked Singer, where I, Ana, recap every single episode of The Masked Singer, including when they reveal our beloved costumes, which is what I am doing here! Actually, this is part 2 of this revealing costumes saga, so if you wanna see part 1, link is below ⬇️

So yeah, go see that post for the first 10 costumes that were revealed with my thoughts, some predictions/dream casting action, and how I rank them… and now let’s get started with the costumes and more of that action! (Preface= I still don’t know how many costumes are in total, so by the end of this post, I may have a better idea, I’m still not too sure).

* Also, in between this part and the last one, the sneak peak episode was revealed and we got to see the first clues so I will be putting them down for these costumes and updating them for the previous ones!

1. Skunk 🦨

Thoughts: I really like this costume, it is very reminiscent of flapper girls and I feel like someone older & a legendary celebrity is under that mask because it's so poised and elegant kind of like flower from season 2 or bee from season 1.

Predictions: Again, I am gonna predict that this is a legend in the music world, perhaps older & female, similar to Bee (Gladys Knight), Flower (Patti LaBelle), and Mouse (Dionne Warwick). So, for dream casting, I'm going to go between Liza Minelli, Tina Turner, or Diana Ross.

First Clue: Elvis Presley (maybe someone related to him or who knew him or sang one of his songs famously or is also from Memphis)

Ranking: 8/10

2. Caterpillar 🐛

Thoughts: It’s a super cute costume, reminds me a bit of the llama, if it were cuter tbh. The colors are super cute, very nostalgic to like toys from the 90s or early 2000s which I really like. It’s adorable, it has braces and everything, I really like it. Some people say there are 2 people under there, but I don’t think so.

Predictions: I think this might be a male actor, singer, or Broadway performer…. From the first clue provided, I am gonna dream cast a guess here and it would be Todrick Hall (this is not an official guess just a dream cast one… I haven’t heard it sing just yet)

First Clue: Taylor Swift knows him!

Ranking: 8/10

3. Jester 🃏

Thoughts: This one is probably my least favorite costume of the bunch. I get what they were going with it, like a Joker from a deck of cards, but it is really weird and creepy looking. It also looks like the belly is just a pillow under there, it doesn’t look super thought out, similar to Raccoon from last season. I’m also not a big of fan of like horror movies so it just doesn’t speak to me honestly.

Predictions: I think this might be a male actor or based on the clue, my mind went to someone from the Bachelor. Also, half of me thinks it might be an action star like Danny Trejo last season. Dream cast I would say I would like to see Bruce Willis (since his daughter was on the first season), Arnold Schwarzenegger, or Danny DeVito.

First Clue: A bouquet of roses 🌹

Ranking: 2/10

4. Pepper 🌶

Thoughts: This one reminds me of the Jalapeño from Quien es la Mascara (which is the Mexican version of The Masked Singer) but it’s a female version of it instead, which I kinda like. It is a little haphazard because the head doesn’t go super well with the dress but maybe it’s because I cannot stop thinking about the Mexican male version. Nevertheless, it’s a cool costume, super spicy (ugh now I am doing the pun thing… I promise I’m done)

Predictions: Idk about this one since there weren’t any first clues for her… but I am gonna go off the cuff again and say maybe a YouTuber or another type of influencer, like dream cast wise a Liza Koshy, Maddie Ziegler, or Rosanna Pansino.

Ranking: 9/10

5. Pufferfish 🐡

Thoughts: Woah… I legit just saw this one in the most recent preview for the show. It looks really funny with the lips, like puffer fish, but the lips puff out, I see what you are doing there Masked Singer. I like it though, it is very cartoon like but I think that’s the look they were going for. The arms are a bit weird tho, I can’t tell tho because it spun around and for a split second we saw the costume (this was a screenshot I took of that split second lol).

Predictions: I think this one might be female, for some reason a younger person comes to mind, similar to like Jellyfish or Kitty from previous seasons, someone younger whether it be an influencer, athlete, or artist of some kind (actor or musician or dancer) idk…. they didn’t give us any clues about this costume, but from this photo with them taking a lot of photos of her makes me think influencer or model specifically so that’s where I am gonna go when dream casting. So, dream cast wise, I am gonna go between Gigi Hadid, Bella Hadid, or Kendall Jenner.

Ranking: 8/10

6. Mother Nature 🌬

Thoughts: Ooh, this one is super cool, they just revealed this one too after the preview. I like it a lot, it’s very realistic looking but also elegant at the same time. Even though the face is a tiny bit scary, the rest looks really cool and I like the idea of a Mother Nature costume.

Predictions: I am gonna go singer for this one, female is my guess. So, dream casting over here, I would like to see Alesia Cara, Jennifer Hudson, or maybe one of the girls from Little Mix/one of the former members of Fifth Harmony.

Ranking: 9/10

So, that's it! The total for contestants this season is 16 costumes! So, yeah, the premiere is on September 22 and 23 which is about 8 days away, so I will see you guys there! Comment below your favorite (and maybe even least favorite) costume and what you are most excited for this upcoming season! Bye guys, see you in a bit over a week.

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BNHA students as youtubers! Pt.1

Ft. Midoriya, Bakugou, Tenya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Tokoyami, Kaminari, Jiro, Shinso, and Asui

-Midoriya

FITNESS CHANNEL!!!

He's all like: 😁🏃‍♂️🏋️‍♂️💪

He's not a douche abt it tho, its genuine tips and tricks to help other people 😌

Common guest in All Might's vlogs too

Generally discusses health and sometimes how to get in shape if you arent already 😋

Very helpful

Did I mention he's helpful?

Because he's helpful...

Does Dad vids with Eri sometimes 😍

Often features the Dekusquad 🤭

He was also on Present Mic's podcast but he wasn't talking about anything juicy so his airtime was cut in half 😔

Sorry my boy, but you aren't very creative with names... his channel name is just "Izuku Midoriya" 😩

-Bakugou

Step tf off Guy Fieri 🤬

Our boy is a youtube chef 👨‍🍳

Thinks that us "extras" need to learn from a pro

Yes, yes he actually does call his subscribers extras...

I feel VERY attacked ngl 😩

He do be kinda cooking doe 😳

Basically just bullies you into cooking properly

Has featured Kirishima a few times but after Kaminari shorted his brain AND the oven out Bakuguo swore to never let anyone BESIDES Kiri feature in his vids 😔

Kami was like: 🥴 and Bakugou was like: 😤

His channel name is definitely "Katsuki's Kitchen"

-Tenya

Ah yes, the CEO of boi hands

Tenya was a pretty difficult one tbh 🧐

Personally I see him as an educational channel on youtube 🤷🏻‍♂️

But not boring education, he talks about different types of villains to watch out for..

Definitely talks about evasion tactics and fighting styles

He's also unintentionally very funny

Does this a lot: 🤚🏻

Also did a series on how to be a good class rep

Please smash like, he's trying his best y'all 😩

He let his class pick his name (of course) so now he's stuck with "1-A's Dad" 🤧

-Todoroki

This guy is multifaceted

Meaning he does multiple things on his channel based on his interests

I see him as someone who teaches meditation and construction

Teaches people about proper Japanese home design and how to renovate it 🥰

YES, this is SOLELY based on when he changed the flooring in his dorm 😭

We do know that he likes traditional Japanese style homes though because he basically says that

I only said meditation because he's usually so chill 🧘‍♂️

I feel like either Mina or Midoriya introduced him to it because of how angry he can get sometimes so he needed it ☝️

Channel name is probably "Icyhot's World" because I really can't see him coming up with anything better, and also it annoys Bakugou 🤭

-Kirishima

The moral integrity of the youtube gaming sect 🤗

He has videos addressing current event issues too like BLM when things get really serious

YES, he is very politically correct

Respects wamen ☺️

His gaming videos are commentary and he usually plays online multiplayer

Expect to hear the voices of Bakugou, Kaminari, Sero, (ocassionally Tokoyami) and Mina whenever Kiri DOES play online

If they aren't all there (because they have their own channels to upkeep) sometimes he may add Midoriya, Jiro, or Shinso fairly often🤷🏻‍♂️

Rlly just depends on whose online, but he's open to playing with anyone

Works really well as a teammate, and is super positive and funny

Says that teamwork in games is just as important as teamwork irl (it's also "SUPER MANLY!")

He also loves to fuck with Bakugou in his videos a lot

Channel name is "Shitty Hair Plays" (much to Bakugou's chagrin)

-Tokoyami

Our goth lord and savior 🙏

Teaches us abt goth culture

He's like: ☻☠🧛‍♂️🖤

This includes goth design, history, styles of goth/alternative clothing, and also darker styles of music

Also reads his own spooky poetry

He's really good ngl 😳

Sometimes records himself gaming

Also his main feature is dark shadow so expect a lot of "ft. Dark shaow" on his page

Overall very interesting and deserves your subscription

And also his channel name is " The Dark Harvest Official"

- Kaminari

CrAcK cHaNnEl

Comedy reaction channel

He's kinda like Jontron, except he's an idiot 🚶‍♂️

At first I thought he might not have the self awareness to do this because he would need to be able to critique, but I honestly think Denki is smarter than he lets on 🤓

Does features, so think of the videos of Drew Gooden, Danny Gonzalez, and Kurtis Connor when they all collabed (or Noel Miller and Cody Ko)

Usually features Kiri and Sero (Bakugou gets too annoyed so he's rarely in the videos at all)

Mineta would get his ad revenue taken away so hes not in the vids

Also I hate him, so... 😌💕

His channel is probably called "Mr. Electric reacts"

We STAN a shark boy and lava girl reference 👏

-Jiro

I think you already know what I'm going to say

Obvs a music channel

Singing, playing instruments.. etc

Step aside Hannah Montana ✋👱‍♀️

She did do a video singing the transitions from the show as a joke though, so she isnt totally serious with her page either

Also has videos bullying poor Denki 🤧

Trys to teach you how to play but also does covers of her own

Has a few random videos of some of her classmates being morons on her page too.

I feel like her name would be "U.A's Taste" or something because sometimes it seems like no one else has any 🤷🏻‍♂️

She would def do a video explaining that

-Shinso

Shinso's page can only be described as a deepdive critique channel

He makes those 30 minute long videos discussing depraved youtubers horrible behavior with receipts, but he doesn't do it for drama, he does it to put the truth out there

And no I'm not talking about the big youtubers like "Tati" or "Pewdiepie", I'm talking like really screwed up abusers like "Onision"

(AN: Sorry this got so dark 😖)

POINTS OUT LOGICAL FALLACIES IN THE EVIL YOUTUBERS ARGUMENTS!!

But he also games sometimes, usually horror or online games

His audience challenges him to scarier games to try to get a reaction out of him but he NEVER flinches

He thinks jump scares are cheap

After one he'll just sit there and be like: 😑 "Well, that was annoying"

Firm believer in "if you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen" (Needless to say a few people have deleted their channels from the roasts this man can dish out)

His channel is probably called "Shinso Listens" basically to make fun of Onision speaks 😅

-Asui

This one was easyyy

Our queen is a book critiquing channel

Think of strange æons and krimson rogue if they somehow had a child 😩

Yes, she did critique Onision's books and YES the videos did feature Shinso

And yes, it was entertaining as fuck

"Woah, that's a little harsh Shinso.. even for you.."

They both ripped him a new one in that video 😅

Not that he doesn't deserve it 👏

Mina reviewed Shane Dawson's books with her after he was canceled and sis... when I tell you it was pure genius 🖐😌

She and Tokoyami reviewed Gabbie Hannah's awful poetry book and it was PHENOMENAL

Her channel name is "Call Me Tsu" 🖐😌

Truly a gem on youtube 🤧

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Thursday 29th April, Research Report: Lycanthropy and the hays code

Notable points * lycanthropy seems  to be synonymous with homosexuality- parallels between Teen Wolf and Buffy The Vampire Slayer's respective coming out scenes. * The Queer-ness of the character Remus Lupin from the Harry Potter books and film series. Many fans head cannon and write slash fics about Remus and Sirius' romance and relationship, reading the characters as queer. The ship, named 'Wolf Star' is quite popular and well known within the fandom. Many fans feel there is enough evidence to build this relationship on; Remus and Sirius' ghosts stood next to each other in the resurrection stone, mirroring Harry's parents,  a canonically married couple. They also bought Harry a joint present for his birthday and know the intricacies of each others personalities. Dumbledore also infamously told Sirius to 'lie low at Lupins.' But the problem here, as the article points out, is that Rowling doesn't acknowledge Lupin as queer, despite the homoerotic cues in the writings,  and instead gives him a female love interest and admits that Lupins Lycantrhopy is a metaphor for AIDS/HIV. She has further dismissed any alternative readings of the character, disappointing fans' hopes of there being a shred of representation in a queer monster who is actually queer. This sort of behaviour from authors and creators is what turns Queer-coding into the more harmful and frustrating Queer-baiting. A large majority of queer representation comes from connotations and interpretations. the clues are there and queer audiences do pick them up. However this grey area allows allows straight culture to use queerness for pleasure and profit in mass culture without admitting to it. Modern examples of this are CW's Supernatural and BBC's Sherlock. I can't personally speak for Supernatural but having watched Sherlock with the advantage of a queer eye, I can say with confidence that it is a prime example of queer-baiting. there is clear homoerotic subtext between Sherlock and John and even Sherlock and Moriarty. I Personally think it's entirely romantic as I head cannon Sherlock to be Asexual or at least on that spectrum but the point is, it is not just wishful thinking or pushing of a narrative. It's manipulation. Queer-baiting takes advantage of an already vulnerable group of people by preying on their desire for representation in the media.

In modern media werewolf's are often portrayed as having chiselled bodies and looming over each other. The 1985 Teen Wolf received a television reboot and it's fair to say it got reasonably more progressive.  It seemed interested in queering the werewolf narrative and in a sly moment of gender-bending the traditional Little Red Riding Hood narrative, protagonist Scott receives the Bite from a male werewolf while wearing a Little Red Hoodie (‘Wolf Moon’). Additionally, the show features LGBTQ characters while Scott’s human best friend Stiles visits a gay bar and makes friends with a group of drag queens in startling contrast to the gay panic of the 1985 film’s version of Stiles. By midway through the show’s second season, the slash pairing that had proved dominant in the fandom was Stiles and wannabe-Alpha Derek Hale. The two characters, who operate in the narrative as belligerent and begrudging allies, rapidly became a slash phenomenon, due, in part, to the chemistry and comic timing between actors Tyler Hoechlin and Dylan O’Brien. The narrative is further subverted when Derek is raped by an adult  human woman.

The pair 'Sterek' gained so much traction that it caught the attention of MTV and the cast and crew behind the show. So much so that they released a video of Hoechlin and O'Brien cuddling on a boat, asking fans to vote for Teen Wolf for this  years Choice Summer TV Show at the Teen Choice Awards. This  was big as it acknowledged fans and slash flics and the pairing itself as a possibility and many queer voices who watched the show felt heard and validated. However this didn't last long. MTV released a video on the official Teen Wolf Facebook, this time featuring O’Brien asking fans to vote for Teen Wolf in a TV Guide Poll. O’Brien joked that if fans did not vote, then the show would kill off its sole remaining gay character and one of the few remaining non-white characters on the show, Danny. The Teen Wolf Facebook released the video with the following caption: ‘Keep #TeenWolf in first place! Heed Dylan and Linden’s advice or we might have to. #KillDanny’ (Teen Wolf). The show’s social media team then attempted to make the #KillDanny tag go viral on Facebook and twitter, but fans, understandably, were not amused, primarily using the tag for outraged tweets to MTV (Baker-Whitelaw).Such blatant disregard for fans’ concerns about queer representation on the show alienated a large number of fans, especially when coupled with Jeff Davis’ more frequently dismissive and condescending comments about the Sterek pairing where he had been enthusiastic and even encouraging of the ship. As seasons wore on without any indication that Sterek would indeed become canon, it became clear that MTV and Jeff Davis had been queer-baiting Sterek fans as a marketing technique and that the unique interplay that fans had enjoyed with Davis, which offered a new kind of truly interactive fandom had, in fact, been something of an illusion. ' serial killer Hannibal Lecter and his love interest Will Graham in Hannibal, and reanimated gay corpses Kieren, Simon, and Rick in In the Flesh. Notably, both series have received an overwhelmingly positive response from fans and critics who have applauded the series for taking their queer monsters beyond mere coding and into explicit text. The warm reception of Hannibal and In the Flesh’s handling of queer representation by fans, and the continuing frustration with Teen Wolf’s queer-baiting and the appropriative nature of Remus Lupin’s narrative in Harry Potter, belie a desire not only for better queer representation, but also for more complex re-articulations of queer monstrosity' the symbolic and narrative trappings of monsters are often used as metaphors for queerness without actually acknowledging the positive behind that queer identity or even confirming the queer identity at all. Another positive example is the miniseries Good Omens. Based on the book of the same name, written by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. Pretty much the whole fandom believe That the two leads, Crowley and Aziraphale are in a romantic relationship. They've known each other for centuries and perhaps what was the main fuel to this ships fire was the episode 3 cold open. Even fans who have only read the book seem to support these two as a couple and what's perhaps even more amazing is Gaiman’s response on twitter. "I wrote it as a love story. They acted it as a love story. You saw it as a love story. How much more proof do you need?" and "I wouldn't exclude the ideas that they are ace, or aromantic, or trans. They are an angel and a demon, not as make humans, per the book. Occult/Ethereal beings don't have sexes, something we tried to reflect in the casting. Whatever Crowley and Aziraphale are, it's a love story." It's beautiful because not only does it confirm that they are in love but it also leaves room for interpretations of what kind of relationship they have together.

https://dialogues.rutgers.edu/images/Journals_PDF/2017-18-dialogues-web_e6db3.pdf#page=164

In the year 1922, when cinema was gaining traction and popularity, The Motion Picture Producers and Distributors Association (MPPDA) hired a devout Presbyterian, Will H. Hays as its head. Eight years later, in 1930, the MPPDA ratified the Motion Picture Production Code. Also known as the Hays Code, these guidelines were set up as “a list of rules that studios could follow to avoid the censors’ wrath” one specific line read “sexual perversion or any inference to it is forbidden” This era in censorship set the stage for a culture in which the stereotypical behaviour of homosexuals, or any behaviour deviating from the traditional gender roles, is seen as dangerous, evil, and even fatal. By representing coded homosexual characters as depressed, perverse, and succumbing to punishing ends, it shifted social subconscious beliefs of LGBT individuals in real life to those represented on screen. Media often teaches us how to feel about others and ourselves – e.g., it promotes specific body types and clothing styles. In the same way, by promoting gendered behaviour and banning homosexuality, it spread a message that homosexuality was not fit to be viewed openly. Although themes of homosexuality were banned they were definitely alluded to and that continues today.