#also not surprised 90% of this blog is me reblogging content

[askdiscordwhooves]

Ask Discord Whooves has come to its conclusion, and that means the posts below this point contain major spoilers for the story! This post will also have the author's final comments below a 'read more' to avoid spoilers. In this commentary, I will talk about new details about the story, such as what the future looks like in this universe and clearing up some lore.

If you wish to read from the beginning, you can start from the first page here!

Or, if you were in the middle of reading and wish to start where you left off, go to the table of contents here!

Also for consideration, you can read the prequel blog @lovestruck-derpy and the side blog @askthetimemaster to get more insight on the story. It is recommended you read Lovestruck Derpy first, then Ask The Time Master after you've read Discord Whooves.

Other side blogs involved in the story that can be read after everything else for a little more insight are as follows:

@tantamount-time-turner @torchwoodv @valtavia

Thank you for being interested in the story, I hope you enjoy your read!

!!AUTHOR FINAL COMMENTS BELOW!!

It would be appreciated if people who have read the blog to its end read this post and give their input on the overall story via comment or reblog, or sending the author @jitterbugjive a comment via ask or submission.

Surprise, everyone! Coach is The Doctor's next life!

This was the original plan from the very start of when I made Coach. Look, here's some proof, the plush I had commissioned of him has a cutie mark!

For those who don't know who (Pony) Coach is, you can read a bunch of asks sent to him here and get to know him, and for those who do know him you can re-read with context:

[Coach at The-Character-Lounge]

Now, I know I've moved on and made Coach a human and his own character for my current main project, My Magic Grandpa, but that was because I loved him as a character so much that I couldn't just end him after Discord Whooves.

He and his Granddaughter Suzie have paranormal fantasy adventures in the 90s starting in Oregon. You can read the comic which has been updating for 4 years here: http://www.mymagicgrandpa.com OR http://www.mymagicgrandpa.net for better phone viewing.

If you want more Doctor Whooves content from me, consider following the youtube series "Doctor Whooves and Assistant", where I am the head writer and voice actor for Derpy. It is still active and hopefully will be for quite some time.

I also want people to know about three more of my original projects,”Bedeviled Dotty” ( @bedeviled-dotty), “Once Upon a Calamity” ( @nightmaretales) and “WTF? I’m a Magical Girl’s Familiar?!” (@magicalgirlsfamiliar) Two of which I want to start updating in 2024 and one that's been updating for a few years now.

OUAC has been around for a very long time, it’s a collection of familiar but twisted fairy tales and it has been on hiatus for years because of my other projects taking priority. I'm excited to be bringing it back.

WTF?MGF meanwhile is an adult dark comedy magical girl comic combined with an apocalyptic outbreak scenario. Its pilot will launch in January of 2024 and the comic will begin properly in 2025.

“Bedeviled Dotty” has been going for a few years now, and is a story about a magical anthro rabbit who makes a deal with a kitsune in order to obtain the love of her professor.

I highly encourage people to check them out!

Now about The Doctor version of Coach! When he first regenerated, he was ecstatic to have a small nose!

Not only that but he had a new appreciation for life and took on a life to the fullest attitude. He also cast away the identity of 'The Doctor', letting himself become his own as 'Coach' because he considers himself a referee to the universe and a sort of life coach to whoever he encounters. (Those that can stand him of course) He loves interacting with others, but he can be impatient and snippy at times and quite pushy without meaning to. He also has a hard time reading others' emotions, and can only think in context of how he would feel. This is because in this life he has something akin to ASD that he's unaware of, and it's a huge challenge for him because of how much he wants to help and entertain others.

He likes to use sports words and phrases in his vocabulary, which would be his quirk. He also collects sports equipment and uses them for experiments and inventions, though he doesn't really like sports themselves.

One of the last things Derpy said to him before she died was that she had no regrets, and neither should he. So in his next life, as Coach, he took this very seriously and is always moving forward with no regrets. This can make him seem heartless at times because of how easily he leaves things behind, but he always needs to be on the move and needs to change things up because he's teaming with chaos magic.

That's right, the chaos energy stayed with him, but it manifested in a more controllable form because he became a unicorn. He can't use normal unicorn spells, a lot of his magic has a mind of its own. It will often do as asked, but it will do it in random ways. 'Open a locked door' for example could mean unlocking the door, or turning the door into popcorn. One of his first magic mishaps was transmogrifying his sonic screwdriver into a golf club. It still functions the same, just has a different shape now.

Coach spent about 60 years exploring on his own and taking on temporary companions that he'd keep a distance from so chances of anything bad happening to them would be less. But he eventually longs to see his Grandaughter, Tootsie Flute, and wants to take her on adventures with him, feeling like it would be a good do-over from the old Doctor's life. He fondly calls her Suzie because of reminiscing about the memories of Susan from the 1st Doctor days. While Suzie is often exasperated with him, she is also fascinated with him and the things he shows her. She has to keep their adventures a secret though, because Coach is scared to face his old family again and disappoint them. He doesn't want to see them without being able to understand them any more, it would break his hearts.

In order to take Suzie on adventures with him, they find a rogue changeling to replace her at home.

Speaking of changelings, he keeps in contact with [Tantamount Doctor], who has since started his own hive and is now a Royal. He gets much adored offerings of cheese from Coach.

The Doctor also never really felt like there was a right time to approach The Master’s daughter, Eighth Note. He kept feeling like it would ruin her otherwise good life to introduce her to time and space like that. She grew up to be a nurse in a maternity ward, her beautiful voice soothing babies as she would sing to them. Perhaps she has a little hypnotic influence from her father?

But Coach meanwhile with his no regrets attitude charged right in to take her on as a temporary companion to show her the ropes of being a Time Lord and having a TARDIS of her own. Needless to say, she’s trouble for Coach, as she can be a huge tease and she enjoys flustering the poor guy who just doesn’t want the Master to come back from the grave to kill him. It’s all in good fun for her and never serious, though, so nothing of an intimate nature really happens between them.

Finally, whenever Coach regenerated which wouldn't be for a long time, it would be because the chaos magic would become too unstable and the only way he can stay alive is to regenerate into a draconequus. Which gives us -drumroll-

Pandemonium!

Pandemonium is on the chaotic good alignment and he finds a way to bring back Gallopfrey and allow the true pony Doctor and Master to exist. He playfully antagonizes them and tries to keep them on a good path as best he can.

And that's pretty much how the whole thing ends!

When I started Discord Whooves, I was in a pretty dark place. I was bitter, angry, feeling like I had to fill peoples' expectations without really having anything special of my own. Discord Whooves started as a vent blog because A. The Brony fandom's constant pressure on me as a well known voice actor for Derpy, which made me bitter about her, B. Because I was upset I was getting known more for my voice than my main talent, drawing, on top of feeling dysphoric about my feminine voice, and C. The expectations that were on me reflected on how I acted, and I wanted to do something dark without my old name attached to it to prove I could do something interesting besides PG rated radio plays. I gained a lot more popularity than I thought I ever would, and had so much support, and as JitterbugJive I got to be myself without any expectations. It helped me come out eventually not only as BaldDumboRat, but as a transgender male.

Popularity sadly got to my head, it caused a lot of stress and a lot of outbursts and when I started my mod blog I was a very calm person who brushed things off. But more and more people started to pick fights with me and I felt the need to defend myself. This was also during a time I made another vent blog that was for dealing with the abuse I'd been through in the past, so I was facing a lot of demons at the time and could be triggered easily.

And then I had my bi-polar manic episode that made me literally insane for months, which threw me in to a year long depression that destroyed my art for a good while (It looked really really awful during that time, a lot of people noticed it) but the good thing about it was that it got me in touch with a therapist and got me diagnosed not only bi-polar 1 but PTSD, which was a shock to me but it made a lot of sense. I got a PTSD service dog, anxiety medication, bi-polar medication, and while the year of depression sucked I slowly got to pull myself back together and reflect on who I'd been. With anxiety meds I wasn't getting as angry any more, and therapy was helping me properly cope with the past and with the popularity issues. I wanted to be a better person, and I became one.

I even decided to take on a career path where I could help other people like me and like Discord Doctor, becoming a peer wellness specialist to help those experiencing mental illness and addiction. I use my own experiences to connect with them, give them hope, and show them they are not alone and there are people who do understand what they're going through who will help them. The training I went through ended up changing a lot of aspects of how Discord Whooves was treated moving forward, giving him a more realistic journey and showing people a very true message of hope and recovery. And the only reason I'm where I am now is because of experiencing that first psychotic episode that made me reach out for help.

I had two psychotic episodes in the span of Discord Whooves’ run, and they gave me a first hand experience of what it’s like to completely lose control of your own actions. I hurt people, I caused a lot of damage, and I had to face the consequences of those actions. And because of this, I had personal knowledge of what it’s like to come out of such a horrible state, and all the guilt and fear that comes with it. The Doctor’s journey suddenly became so much more personal to me, because I’d been there. And his journey of recovery is to show that despite everything, there’s still hope. Recovery is possible.

Something else my mania did was lead me to the idea of My Magic Grandpa, because my head came up with so many crazy ideas that I wanted to use and I was looking for a lot of inspiration during my depression that it all started coming together. And thus Coach and Suzie evolved into humans in their own story, because I didn't entirely want Discord Whooves to end where Coach and Suzie only just begins. And now they can continue on in their own way, in my own way, and I can let go of a blog about depression and anger and instead make a story about growth and inspiration.

In a way, it's like I regenerated with The Doctor, and I hope people can appreciate that and continue to support me.

I want to thank all the people who have worked with me on this project, be it for crossover, to contribute guest art, to Warden and Lauren and a handful of other people who helped me write the story and brought fantastic characters into it. I couldn’t have gotten this far without you, and the story would be in a much worse place now if it weren’t for everyone’s help.

Thank you all for staying with me on this 12 year journey. Looking back, I've made some dumb mistakes, but I learned a lot from them and your dedication helped me stick to my guns and end my first large scale project! It hit some bumps but dammit I made it happen and I am so happy I did! Now I hope people will check out my other projects that were linked above. I will still produce pony content on @the-character-lounge on occasion when I have the time and motivation.

I want to continue to bring everyone compelling stories that will tug at their emotions, and I don't plan on disappearing. So if you want to continue this journey with me, to see what Coach and Suzie have evolved into, please give my other works a follow!

Thank you, everyone! Your comments on this post in particular would be greatly appreciated! What did you think of the story as a whole? What do you think of Coach being the Doctor’s new life? Are there things you were expecting or wished would be different? How would you have ended the story? Did you enjoy the finale? Did you have a theory that Coach was The Doctor? Who was your favorite character? Favorite moment? Least favorite moment? I want to know! Please talk about it!

[blvck-coffee-dad]

Time for a legit pinned/intro post? Probably...

👋🏿 So hey. Y'all can call me BN (initialism of my old Tumblr URL from about 10 years ago) or "Dad." I've been around Tumblr here and there since... 2009.

☕ Since I've been around so long, it's probably not surprising that I'm in my 40s. I've got a kid in college who I'm very proud of. It's probably unhealthy to say or think that your kid is your "reason for living," but if it wasn't, I might say that.

💻 I'm in tech for a living. Got my first job in IT when I was 19, so I've been at it for over 20 years.

🧔🏿‍♂️ The reason behind my "Black dads are the best dads" quip is because... it's true. Despite the stereotypes you might've heard regarding absentee Black fathers, recent and peer-reviewed research shows that out of all ethnic groups in America, Black fathers have the most active involvement in their children's lives, whether or not they live in the same household as their mother.

🔍 You could just scroll and see what I post here but it's mostly like... pretty scenery, coffee, pretty women, Star Trek, 80s/90s nostalgia, tech, kink, food, more coffee, personal posts, style, and of course shitposts.

🙏🏿 Believe it or not, I'm actually a pretty devout Christian. Church on Sundays, actively involved and everything. Perhaps hard to believe because I clearly don't mind posting nudity/kink things, but... Tumblr's an outlet for me, for now. I'd like to post more things about Jesus-y things, though so maybe you'll see that more often.

🏫 I'm also an undergrad student--yes, at my big ol' age. I'm working on a bachelor's degree in cybersecurity. I quickly trashed my first attempt out of high school, but I'm finally back to it. I'm hoping to graduate by October 2024 at the latest (but really shooting for April... then onto grad school, I hope). I have a sideblog for school things at @coffee-dad-studies. I might be posting more about that here soon too.

⚠️ I promise y'all.... my liking or leaving a comment on one of your posts does not mean anything more than "I liked this." 😅 Despite being a male in my 40s on Tumblr, I'm pretty normal in my interactions. I'm friendly and kind and occasionally flirty, but that's it. Nothing more.

🚫 Please leave me and my blog and my content alone if you're a bigot, an asshole, a fetishizer of Black men, or a minor. (I'm not gonna freak out if a minor likes or reblogs a wholesome text post but don't follow me.)

[vampirecorset]

🕸️⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝕵𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖞 𝖓𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖛𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ 🕸️

So I guess I should probably do an intro- (read this then scroll for my t-word info)

HIIII!!

Im Not new here… like at all

Been on tumblr for a couple of years now

Butttt I dooo need to explain what I’m about on this blog, and why not with an intro post!!

So hi my name is Chloe, not bedda that’s just the word for pretty in Sicilian

I’m mostly Sicilian and native but I’m also Irish and German so ye

Tickling for this blog is completely… erhh drum roll please-

SFW

And please understand by that I just don’t allow nudity or sexual content, like I’m perfectly fine with t-word torture and intensity but if it’s pörn then nah no thanks.

Also another big bullet point, uh guys-

I AM A MINOR

*surprised picachu face*

I’m a 16 year old, and I have my birthday in said bio.

Btw,

PÖRN BOTS, NSFW BLOGS , BLOGS THAT SAY MINORS DNI, AND BLOGS WITH NUDITY DNI‼️‼️

DO NOT REBLOG MY POST AND PUT KINKY TAGS OR TAGS YOU WOULDNT WANT AN MINOR TO INTERACT WITH

And do NOT MESSAGE ME IF YOU ARE ABOVE 18 THATS WEIRDDD

Fun facts about me, let’s goooo!

IM TAKEN BY @fillibusterbuddy THEYRE LITERALLY SO AWESOME GSIXNSKJSGZKS :3

I’m a Roman Catholic! Please don’t worry, I really do keep in mind to respect others no matter who they are or believe in so don’t be worried hun I won’t harass you lmao

Mm I’d say my style is more vampire romantic goth, kinda 90s goth if you will

I speak a Little German and I’m learning Sicilian and Cherokee as of rn!! So if I say any of those languages on there and I say some thing wrong please inform me :)

My favorite animal is a Siberian tiger 🐅

I WILL BE SUPPORTING PALESTINE ON HERE AND SHARING INFORMATION ON THAT AND MISSING INDIGENOUS WOMEN

Those are the genocides I worry about the most, however I will reblog what information I find about others

MY TWORD INFORMATIONNN WHOOP WHOOP

I’m 10000000% lee, I’m not gonna be your ler so sorry pfft

I’m don’t mind teases dm to me or in asks, in fact please please PLEASE send me asks and fic recommendations!!

I’ve never been tickled in real life sooo I have no idea where I’m the most ticklish at 🧍🏼‍♀️

I think my fav tool with have to be a good old fashioned feather

And honestly if I had to guess I feel like I’m the type of person to have a ticklish belly button so…

I DO ROLE PLAY!!

But I’m always gonna be the lee cause your girl is a horrible ler

Btw when it comes to messages, I’m very  inconsistent with responding cause I’m a busy Highschooler in all honors classes

So please don’t take offense if I don’t answer, sometimes I’m not ready to reply and sometimes I get nervous so please be patient

Id consider myself a shy person too so don’t be surprised when you gotta tease first or make the first move cause Yeahh 😭

I WILL ALSO POST AGE REGRESSION CONTENT SO IF YOU DONT SUPPORT THEN LEAVEEEE

My fandoms‼️‼️

•Heathers (the movie and musical)

•Fire Emblem

•Fairy Tail

•Naruto

•Pokémon

•Seraph of the End

•Vampire Knight

•The Case study of Vanitas

•Nintendo

•Slashers

•Monster High

•Avril Lavigne

•Welcome Home

•Demon Slayer

•Obey Me!

•Ouran High School Host Club

•SpongeBob Musical

•Hamilton

•Legally Blonde

•Aladdin

•Hercules

IF YOU LOVE THESE FOLLOW ME AND REQUEST FICS PLEASE!! TALK TO ME ABOUT THEM I BEG OF YOU I LOVE MY FANDOMS AS IF THEY WERE MY OWN CHILDREN 😭

THATS ALL I HAVE THANK YOU ALL SM FOR READING!!

DONADAGOHVI ‼️🫶🏼

January, 26th, 2024

[proceduralpassion]

I posted 1,401 times in 2022

That's 1,400 more posts than 2021!

577 posts created (41%)

824 posts reblogged (59%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@passionatewrites

@drabbles-mc

@viktorhargreeves

@fighterkimburgess

@sextonsharpwinhalstead

I tagged 1,279 of my posts in 2022

Only 9% of my posts had no tags

#twd liveblog s3 - 181 posts

#mayans mc spoilers - 132 posts

#passionateasks - 121 posts

#chicago fire - 104 posts

#twd liveblog - 78 posts

#chicago med - 69 posts

#idwbu fic - 67 posts

#all american homecoming - 66 posts

#chicago pd - 55 posts

#mayans mc - 53 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#think about how much you could accomplish if you redirected all that outrage into something more productive than your little fave having

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Tag 9 people I want to get to know better

Thanks @purple-dahlias ❤

Last song: Surprise- Chloe

Last show: Chicago Fire

Currently watching: Walking Dead

Currently reading: All of us Villains (it's aiightt but not my cup of tea; kinda like Hunger Games but with magic)

Tagging: @tallulahchanel @ginghampearlsnsweettea @tchallasbabymama @sheabuttahwrites @drabbles-mc @ingiee @jvstjewels @superhoeva @inyourbackpocketisbutterflies

82 notes - Posted June 17, 2022

#4

GILLY MVP OF THE EPISODE

82 notes - Posted May 24, 2022

#3

Ok, I had my reservations but I actually don't mind the Judd/Wyatt storyline? Like first, I'm so glad they didn't have Judd try to hide any of this from Grace (I mean Judd "I love my wife" Ryder would never but still). She was in the know from the get go and was the one who got Wyatt's contact info.

And who knows? Maybe Grace and Judd decide not to have any more children. And this show isn't gonna last forever or long enough for us to see Charlie in her teens (unless they do a time skip or two). So, this would still be a chance for us to see them parent an older kid while also seeing them raise a newborn, infant, toddler, and so forth. Surely, it's gonna be a helluva challenge learning how to parent for two different kids at different stages in their life while just being new parents in general.

Also very much want to point out and appreciate how they let Grace's emotions just be REAL. Like she said, she knew it wasn't "fair." She knew the feelings she was feeling were confusing. She knew that Judd having a child before they met and before they had Charlie doesn't take away from the family he has now. But it was still upsetting. To believe that you had given the love of your life his first child, only to just soon after, find out that that wasn't the case. And yes, it's kind of irrational when you look back on it, but it shouldn't and doesn't invalidate her feelings. It's a lot to process.

It just goes to speak on the strong foundation of their marriage for Grace to have no problem articulating/communicating her anger to him. It's why I have no doubt that this will not be a significant obstacle in their marriage. That and the fact that we see Judd ruminating over how best to navigate this whole situation without hurting anyone in the process. And of course, like the angel she is, Grace comes back in stride and makes sure that Judd knows that she's in this with him 100%. And her inviting Wyatt's mom for dinner so they can all talk was her taking the steps to show that she was on his team and that they would be on this journey together as a united front. ✨

90 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

#2

I Don't Wanna Be Unfair | 01

A/N: Hi! Back on my bullshit with another fic. I'm not even particularly sure where this came from, but the inspiration hit and I just let it ride tbh. I've never written for SOA before so this is a first for me. Also, I'll make better graphics when I get the time lol.

Pairing: Jax Teller x OC (McKenzie Gilbert)

Summary/synopsis: Fresh off a broken engagement, McKenzie Gilbert has a one night stand with a random guy she never plans to see again. Soon after, their paths cross, which complicates several situations at hand.

Chapter warning(s): language, sexual content (yup in the first chapter)

WC: ~6.5K

“Want another one?”

McKenzie looked up and was met with pitying eyes from the bartender. He glanced down at her empty shot glass before peering back up at her, awaiting a response. She pondered for a moment as to whether another shot was a good idea, but ultimately decided fuck it before nodding her head.

Her second thoughts dissipated as she realized she wasn’t even particularly drunk. Not even all that tipsy. She’d been sitting here long enough that the alcohol previously consumed had already osmosed. Part of her was upset because it had been her every intention of getting plastered tonight, but then again, he wasn’t worth that. He wasn’t worth destroying her liver anymore than necessary.

The bartender, having a general sketch of most people’s mindsets and reasons for coming into bars, knew she was obviously not having a good time right now. He stood there for a moment and decided to put on his therapist hat, “You alright, chica? Anything else I can get you?”

Before she could answer, he had provided her with a glass of water and another shot.

“I’m good, thanks.” She replied. It took a lot of effort to gather a smile, but she gave him a small one, appreciating his thought to check in on her.

“Well… if you wanna talk about it, I’m a professional listener, too. Sort of a hidden skill as a bartender.”

“Thanks, but I’m not really in the talking mood right now. I’ll take one more shot though.” McKenzie kept her voice level, holding back the snark she wanted to release. He was just being nice and doing his job, but she really didn’t want to be bothered. Thankfully, he took the hint and walked away to tend to other customers after refilling her glass.

She kept the shot glass on the counter, not jumping to knock it back yet. She meant it, she wasn’t getting drunk tonight over him. Even if this wasn’t the life she imagined for herself as of now. Even though she no longer had any direction or destination in mind for where she would go from here.

Marriage wasn’t particularly something she envisioned for herself, but when the opportunity came, she said yes to the man who proposed to her. And she was excited. Excited at the prospect of being someone’s wife. Having a husband. Planning a wedding, a day of celebrating with everyone you love in one room. She thought she met someone who was worthy of sharing such a day with her. She just knew that man loved her. His words and the ring that used to rest on her left ring finger solidified that in her mind. And now everything she believed to be true was no longer so.

Only a couple of hours ago, she’d been happily engaged. Only a couple of hours ago, she proudly wore the round cut diamond ring that proclaimed to everyone that she was betrothed. And now, here she sat with all of that nothing more than a lost dream, a broken ending. All the promises and plans and wishes had gone down the drain, her forever ending going with it.

The only thing more potent than her heartbreak right now was the anger that arose every time she thought about how she had been dragged along for almost five years, with a man who never wanted any of the things she did.

Confusion was a top three contender. Because she wondered how she missed the signs. How she hadn’t figured out beforehand that he never wanted her to be his wife. How she could have possibly messed this up. They were nowhere near perfect, God knows, but she never felt like it was too much to the point that it couldn’t be fixed. That they couldn’t work through it together. Yes, she was incredibly stubborn, and yes, he could be particularly arrogant, but…. they were in love. And that should have been enough, right? Unless it wasn’t. Or unless he really didn’t love her. Which was so obviously the case, but how long had it been like that? How long had it been when he fell out of love with her? Was he ever?

Confusion rose in rank as to what she was feeling. More questions arose the longer she sat there, reflecting over her now broken engagement. Was this something he’d been thinking about for a long time? Or was it sudden, a split decision? She thought back to his behavior these past few months: he’d been coming home later (or sometimes not at all), he was more distant than usual, they were arguing more. The feeling that maybe he’d been seeking comfort in the arms of another woman floated through her mind more than once during this time, and she even gathered the courage to ask him straight up if he had. But he said no and so she believed him. He said “I love you” and so she believed him. Because if she didn’t, that would give credence to the little voice in the back of her head that told her that something was off.

And here she was in this random bar in the middle of nowhere, hating herself for not listening.

And with that, she picked up the shot and knocked it back. She deserved the burning sensation in the back of her throat. A punishment for her asininity. And also a distraction from her aching.

Tomorrow, she would have to go to the clubhouse and face him. She would have to keep her head high because she’d be damned if she let anyone see her fall apart. She also couldn’t give him the satisfaction. She’d walk in tomorrow and pretend that her heart hadn’t been ripped from its chest.

But for tonight, she didn’t want to think about any of that. Tonight needed to be a night for distraction and self-indulgence.

Because no matter how much she wished she would never see him again, she couldn’t do that. He was a part of her world and he wasn’t going anywhere. And she knew he wasn’t so she had no choice but to face it. And she would face it with as much gracefulness and strength she could muster because anything less was unacceptable to her.

But for tonight at least, she could abandon all of that. She purposefully avoided having drinks at the clubhouse bar, not wanting to encounter him or anyone else for the time being. That’s why she drove out on the skirts of town to find this place, a bar on neutral ground without any club affiliations. She also didn’t want to have a peek at him taking home another woman or better yet, simply taking a woman right there at the club. She couldn’t even stand the thought, quickly whishing the visual from her mind. And that was confirmation right there that she made the right decision, because she surely wouldn’t have been able to control her emotions had she seen it in real time, in person. Maybe their engagement hadn’t even stopped him from doing just that in the past, but either way, it was now moot. She didn’t want any part in witnessing the sight.

There were loud cheers down the bar that jolted McKenzie from her thoughts. She rolled her eyes when she found the source, seeing a bunch of frat guys on winter break, partake in a beer chugging contest. The time she spent in her head left her just now noticing that the bar had gotten more crowded. A basketball game played on the screen, a group of girlfriends were having a girl’s night out, and a few dates were canoodled together in booths. She would probably barely hear her own voice if she were to start speaking right now with all the buzz and liveliness around her. And she definitely didn’t hear the bar door opening or the sound of footsteps that stopped until they were right beside her.

She only noticed when the bartender reappeared to serve the new patron, “Hey, what can I get you, man?”

To her left, was an unfamiliar blonde, waiting at the counter. He had on a black hoodie with his hood on his head, though his gelled back blonde hair peeked a little outside of it. His face wore a laidback smirk on his face as he greeted the bartender. When the bartender turned his back to get him his drink though, the smirk on the blonde had faded some and a bit of weariness colored his features. It was only a few seconds and the careless demeanor returned as he was handed a glass of whiskey. He turned to leave his spot and glanced McKenzie's way as he backed up some. He flashed her a flirtatious smile and wink before he continued on his way, walking towards the back of the bar.

Over the next hour or so, she broke herself out of her mind and just sat and watched all around her. There weren’t a lot of moments where she could sit and just be. It was a privilege she didn’t get to indulge in a lot of the time. Between her job as a paramedic and being involved in what was technically a crime syndicate, relaxation wasn’t usually afforded to her. And so she sipped on her water and just observed. She didn’t want to invite attention to herself by looking at anyone too hard or too long, but her eyes couldn’t help but bounce back to that mystery blonde every so often.

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I'll Be Seeing You

Pairing: Kevin Atwater x Fire!Reader (I hate writing Y/N so reader has a last name "Dubois" courtesy of @ginghampearlsnsweettea)

Inspiration: Kevin being Kevin (Also the "I'll be seeing you" thing between Peyton and Lucas from One Tree Hill), also the lack of Kev fics is simply blasphemous

Summary: Kev doesn't like you walking home by yourself

WC: ~1.3K Warning(s): unedited because I like my work a lil rough 'round the edges, slight sexual tension?

It felt like the night had been dragging on. You’d been having fun, sure, but you felt drained from all the energy spent dancing, talking, and drinking. It was also the end of the day, or more like, the early hours of a brand new day. The festivities celebrating Stella’s promotion were still going on, but you could feel the exhaustion wearing down in your bones. It took you a few seconds to even gather enough vigor to rise from the bar stool and begin making your goodbye rounds with everyone.

You caught Kevin’s eye as you began walking towards the door and so you made a quick detour to where he was sitting. The two of you had always been friendly with each other, whether it be during the times you interacted at work or whenever you ran into each other here at Molly’s. You saw him when he had first come in with Ruzek and Burgess, but now he was sitting all alone with Burgess gone for the night and Ruzek grabbing another drink at the bar.

“Heading home already?” He asked as he saw your crossbody around your frame.

“It’s one a.m.” you defended.

Kevin chuckled, “Didn’t take you for a girl scout, Dubois.”

He accepted the playful swat you gave him on his shoulder while feigning hurt. 

“You called an Uber?”

“Nah, I only live down the street.” 

Kevin frowned, “Sooo, you’re gonna walk?”

You shrugged, “Yeah, my feet ain’t broke. I always walk when I know I’m gonna be drinking here. No use in driving my car for like two blocks.” 

Kevin shook his head in a playful admonishment, “You a first responder, you s’posed to know better.” 

He downed the rest of his drink and stood up from his seat. You looked at his empty beer bottle and gave him a pointed glare. It, for sure, wasn’t the first drink he had had tonight. He caught the glare and put his hands up in defense, “What?”

“You a first responder, you s’posed to know better,” you threw back at him, “I know you don’t think I’m about to get in your car when you’ve probably had just as much tonight as I’ve had. And don’t even bring up our difference in size before I make Ruz come over here with a Breathalyzer.” 

“Okay, okay, Miss Smarty. And what if I was about to offer to walk you home? Then what, huh?”

You couldn’t help but look away with a smirk at his retort, not realizing that’s where he was going with this. His close proximity to you didn’t help matters as your face warmed up. 

“Ah ha! That’s what I thought.”  He grabbed his jacket and put it on, “Let me go holla at Ruzek and I’ll take you home.”

You weren’t even given the chance to decline the kind offer before he was off saying goodnight to his partner. You gave a final wave and congratulatory air kiss to Stella before heading to wait towards the door. You heard Sylvie yell a “text me when you get home!” and you smiled and saluted in acknowledgement of the request.

A second later, Kevin had joined you and reached over your head to hold the door open for you to exit. He made a show of silently gesturing “after you” with his hands before following you out into the Chicago night air. He draped one of his shoulders around you and your cheeks warmed as you realized this was the first time that the two of you had touched in this manner. A shake of the hand here, a tap on the shoulder there, but never had either of you been in as close of an embrace as this. Maybe his meager drunkenness had caused him to be a little touchier than normal. And maybe your stupor had given you the comfort to lean into his arm. Either way, you both comfortably walked the path to your place with his arm still around you.

“Seriously, though, you shouldn’t be walking home by yourself. Especially while drunk.”

“Well, to be fair, I’m not always drunk. Sometimes, I’m working shifts and obviously I’m not drinking on the job.” 

Even though you were part-owner and didn’t necessarily need the extra cash, sometimes you just enjoyed serving drinks around the establishment and having fun with everyone.

“Still, D.” He wrapped his arm tighter around you as he belabored his point. Your heart skipped at the motion to the point where you shivered a little at his touch. Taking the gesture as if you were cold, he wordlessly walked behind you and leaned both of his arms around you in the attempts of gathering warmth for you. 

You grinned at the gesture and allowed your head to lean into his embrace as you two continued walking. The smell of his cologne doused your senses and you wondered if there was a better sensation than what you were currently experiencing.

“Thank you,” you finally said after several minutes of silence.

“For what?”

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I posted 2,534 times in 2022

That's 1,028 more posts than 2021!

252 posts created (10%)

2,282 posts reblogged (90%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@elytrians

@creepkinginc

@whaticameherefor

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I tagged 2,075 of my posts in 2022

Only 18% of my posts had no tags

#gallavich - 188 posts

#fic rec - 142 posts

#shameless - 140 posts

#ian gallagher - 108 posts

#fanart - 98 posts

#mickey milkovich - 78 posts

#🐝🐝🐝 - 75 posts

#leigh answers - 70 posts

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#galladrabbles - 38 posts

Longest Tag: 141 characters

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

this lil one-shot is for @ianandmickeygallavich (calli) for being amazing and making me a banner for my fic (and also for contributing so much content + love to this fandom)! i promised some husband fluff, but let's be honest, i am an angsty gal so there's some husband fluff + light angst. thanks to @shameless-notashamed for beta-ing!

calli's prompt: liam talks about playing truth or dare with his friends, ian and mickey get inspired and decide to play their own game of truth or dare together.

summary: ian and mickey share some truths (2.3k)

keep reading under the cut or here on ao3

Truth or Dare

The joint easily slips between Ian’s long fingers as he brings it to his lips and slowly inhales the marijuana into his lungs. A second later a cloud of smoke billows out of his mouth, curling into the air, idling above them as they lay side-by-side in their bedroom on the West Side.

His wrist limps over the edge of the bed, joint dangling dangerously towards the floor between loose fingers.

“Your fucking family, man.” Mickey’s hands are behind his head, eyes glazed and red as he stares up at the ceiling, limbs heavy from the weed, fighting with the buzz he has going on from the alcohol. “It’s too much sometimes.”

Another night of Gallagher chaos. This time—New Year’s Eve. It’s 1am when they arrive home and collapse on the bed. A long week of celebration, ending in this one cumulative event. The Gallaghers always go overboard.

But Mickey realizes they’re family now, they’ve always been family in some way, and his body constantly fought the warmth and the tension that assembled inside of him at first—until it didn’t anymore. Until they were his family, too.

Despite this, Mickey has a desperate need to calm his mind from the yelling kids and siblings, and blaring music. Ian’s used to the noise, but Mickey has gotten used to the quiet of a white-walled apartment, and a routine he’s never had.

“Fucking kids, man. Can’t believe I played that truth or dare shit.” Mickey sits up and rubs at his feet, laying back again.

“Dare,” Mickey had said to Liam, crossing his arms in noticeable defiance. Ian smirked and received a death glare in his direction.

“Go outside barefoot in the snow,” Liam said, snickering to himself.

“Jesus, it’s 15 degrees outside.” Mickey’s outstretched arm pointed towards the door.

“You have to do it!” Liam yelled excitedly. “You chose dare! That’s how the game works!”

Mickey grumbled and complained, but ultimately did it, which seemed to appease Franny and Liam as they watched from the front door as Mickey stepped into the snow, turned around and said, “Happy now?”

On the Gallagher couch, Ian rubbed Mickey’s freezing cold feet as they rested on Ian’s lap. To his surprise, in front of all of the Gallaghers, Mickey let him do it, a very public display of affection in front of their family.

“Hate kids,” Mickey says. Though he’s grateful to be back in their apartment, he’s still perturbed about the incident.

He languidly places the back of his hand on Ian’s belly. Ian offers him the joint and Mickey shakes his head no, so he sets the now-out joint on the bedside table. As Ian leans back, Mickey’s hand again finds Ian’s belly and he holds it out palm up, expectantly. Ian gets the clue. His left hand clasps Mickey’s right and their interlocked hands move to rest in between them.

These gestures are another reminder of how far they’ve come, and there are moments when they forget everything that led them here. Their apartment. Their bed. Their interlocked hands, faded knuckle tattoos and Ian’s heavy, metal ring grazing Mickey’s fingers.

It’s okay that they forget how far they’ve come sometimes, because it’s been two years of stability, and two years is long enough to fall into routine. Two years is long enough to start a new life, away from buzzing prison doors, and guards, and people who try to keep them apart.

“Truth or dare?” Ian says. He realizes at that moment Mickey dozed off, and he wakes with a deep inhale, followed by a long groan.

“Fuck off, man. Not playing that shit.” Mickey instinctively squeezes Ian’s hand tighter, like he needs to be nearer, needs to draw him closer.

“Truth or dare?” Ian speaks softly, like he hasn’t yet convinced himself they’re actually going to play. Maybe they’ll fall asleep just like this, hands clasped, and they’ll eventually roll over, and Ian will find his body instinctively curling towards Mickey, as it often does. Eventually, they’ll find their way out of their clothes, shuffling them off the edge of the bed as they heat up through the night, and climb under the covers.

“Dare,” Mickey responds and Ian’s eyes pop open.

“Oh,” he says, a little surprised. He surveys the room from his supine position and spots a beer bottle on the dresser. “Body shot.”

“Huh?” Their gazes meet in the middle. “Fucking kidding me?”

Ian’s lips curl into a smile. Foreplay, he thinks. “Why not?”

“Too tired for this shit.” Mickey sits up anyway, and his hand slips out of Ian’s grasp. “Of what?”

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#4

bipolar babes, take care of yourself as we are hurdled into springtime with an extra hour of light and having to adjust our sleeping schedules.

112 notes - Posted March 13, 2022

#3

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153 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

#2

Priest Ian Gallagher

by @eveningfall

169 notes - Posted March 24, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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172 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

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I posted 842 times in 2021

87 posts created (10%)

755 posts reblogged (90%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 8.7 posts.

I added 1,162 tags in 2021

#0 - 270 posts

#eddie diaz - 194 posts

#evan buckley - 192 posts

#buddie - 121 posts

#911 spoilers - 120 posts

#911 season 5 - 71 posts

#buddie fic - 56 posts

#911 fanfiction - 49 posts

#911fic - 47 posts

#danswers - 42 posts

Longest Tag: 135 characters

#all of them paying rapt attention as i blow their mind with how to make a shared spreadsheet and utilize 'if' statements for efficiency

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

I mean no shade to Taylor Kelly or TK Strand but this is what happens in my brain every time someone abbreviates Taylor Kelly to "TK" in a post and I just think you all should know what's going on.

27 notes • Posted 2021-11-10 19:23:56 GMT

#4

Giving up Ground

cover art by @ronordmann

Part 2: Giving up Ground (read on AO3)

Rating: Mature Category: M/M Relationships: Tarlos, pre-relationship Buddie Chapters: 10/10 Total words: 76,092

Part 2 of Chaotic Energy 911 / 911 lonestar cross-over series.

Eddie was dating Ana. Had been, for almost the last two months. He had told Buck three weeks ago, straight up, that he was planning on romancing Ana at a cabin in the woods for a weekend. Just the two of them. As consenting adults. But after The Elevator Incident, Buck had honestly thought that the feelings between him and Eddie had shifted. He hadn’t thought Eddie would still go. Now, Buck is left to wonder whether it was all just wishful thinking. But his time to agonize over the ‘what ifs’ is cut short when a massive storm front blows in and causes a deadly multi-vehicle collision on a bridge over troubled water. Buck finds he’s glad Eddie isn’t around to see this. Meanwhile, TK is back in Texas. Carlos wants to live with him, he has a close friend in Buck, and life is good. That is, until some bad weather causes road rage in Austin, and TK finds that objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.

To read Part 1: Express to Nowhere (AO3)

34 notes • Posted 2021-10-03 20:13:19 GMT

#3

For the writing the next 5 sentences thing: "if we survive this, I will kill you"

“If we survive this, I will kill you.”

Buck finished clearing the broken glass from the window before chancing a glance over at Eddie who – fair – was pretty pissed, seeing as they were trapped on the seventh floor of a bayside office building because Buck had thought he heard someone and, spoiler alert: he’d been wrong.

The smoke was suffocating, but the window offered a welcome reprieve to Buck’s lungs as he looked his fill at Eddie’s frowning but still too handsome, soot covered face while the flames crept closer.

Buck reached out his hand and curled his fingers tightly around Eddie’s wrist, pulling him in close with a cheeky, “counterargument – if we survive this, I’ll kiss you,” while he pressed his forehead to Eddie’s, feeling Eddie’s nod and hearing the muttered, “we better live, asshole,” before he was tucked more securely in Eddie’s arms and tumbling out the window and into the bay below.

Buck had barely broken water with a deep gulp of fresh air before Eddie was on top of him; one hand tightly curled in his hair and the other pressed up against his back, but the only thing he could focus on was the hot, wet slide of Eddie’s lips against his.

“I’m never doing that again,” Eddie gasped when he finally pulled away, only to lick his way back into Buck’s mouth in reply after he grinned and asked, “what? Jump out a window or kiss me?”

Send me an ask with the first sentence of a fanfic and I'll write the next 5

40 notes • Posted 2021-08-17 20:45:47 GMT

#2

9-1-1 / Lone Star Fanfic Masterpost

Hi hi! Here's a list of my 9-1-1 / Lone Star fanfics to date on AO3 😊

Buddie

Quarter Life Crisis - Rated G | 1,841 words | Complete

“Quarter life crisis? Really, Buck?”

Truthfully, Buck hadn't meant to offer his two cents to the bickering family, the words had just popped out. But yeah, Buck could remember his quarter life crisis. Only at the time, he'd been pretty sure it was going to be his only life crisis, because the universe had seemed pretty hell bent on ending Evan Buckley.

Alternate universe coda to 4x10 "Parenthood" where Ana Flores is most definitely not in the picture.

(4.10 fix-it, fluff, pre-relationship Buddie, some cute pining)

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Pull Me Under - Rated T | 3,413 words | Complete

Buck makes the choice to get back under a fire truck to save Eddie.

Eddie hopes that he's enough to save Buck from himself.

(4.14 character introspection, angst and feels, angst with a happy ending, first kiss)

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Coming Soon to a Theatre Near You - Rated M | 11,871 words | Complete

In which a popcorn flick movie producer is rescued by the 118 and immediately sees the future of his next hit summer movie. He takes a special interest in Firefighters Diaz and Buckley.

(fluff, humour, outsider POV on Buddie, getting together, first kiss, borderline crack but I regret nothing)

Buddie & Tarlos

Chaotic Energy Series

Buck didn't know who 'Buck' was anymore, both in and out of the uniform. Well, other than reckless. Hard to love. A bad friend.

Buck finds an unexpected kindred spirit in TK Strand, which would be great if the universe wasn’t working in overdrive to get rid of them both on an individual basis that is only exacerbated when the two of them are together.

This is the journey of the chaos that is Buck and TK as Buck works to rediscover who he is and maybe, just maybe, find his own happily ever after with the love of his life along the way.

Part 1: Express to Nowhere - Rated T | 22,479 words | Complete

In which Buck and TK form a lasting friendship after they get trapped in an elevator together at a first responder's convention in California. The 118 and 126 work together to rescue them.

(established Tarlos, pre-relationship Buddie, H/C, angst and humour, TK and Buck bromance, not actually unrequited love but Eddie is dumb).

Part 2: Giving up Ground - Rated M | 32,000+ words | WIP

In which Buck and TK face separate weather related collision calls. Tarlos takes the next step in their relationship, but Buck can't help but feel like he's somehow given up ground in his friendship with Eddie.

(established Tarlos, pre-relationship Buddie, angst, hurt TK and Buck, mutual pining, Eddie is less dumb but still up there, H/C and H no C).

51 notes • Posted 2021-07-15 21:49:44 GMT

#1

Coming Soon to a Theatre Near You

Inspired by @ktinaj and this post of hers!

In which a popcorn flick movie producer is rescued by the 118 and immediately sees the future of his next hit summer movie. He takes a special interest in Firefighters Diaz and Buckley.

Rated: M | M/M Buddie | 11,870 words | one-shot

The speakers in the SUV were blaring 80’s hard rock, volume turned up to max, loud enough to be heard over the buffeting of the wind through the open windows as the SUV sped down the Pacific Coast Highway.

Some would say that Tucker Davies was an unlucky man.

Most, really, would agree that having his vehicle careened off the side of the road by a sudden rockslide and balanced precariously on the edge of the steep cliff was nightmare material.

But not Tucker Davies.

No, not him.

Tucker opened his eyes and he saw a bright future. He saw red carpets, Hollywood lights – possibly even a Golden Globe. He saw a blockbuster.

He saw two of the most beautiful men he’d ever seen, in navy blue LAFD uniforms, repelling down the cliffside to reach him in his vehicle. They had the build. They had the jaw lines. They had the fierce confidence in their eyes. They had the chemistry. Tucker had worked in the film industry for almost two decades, and he knew a money shot when he saw one.

These two firefighters of the Las Angeles Fire Department? They were money.

Tucker had questions.

What were these men doing in public service when they checked all the boxes for a promising film career? True, he had no idea what their voices sounded like, or if they could actually act, but this was 2021 – popcorn action movies didn’t need good actors. They needed buff, beautiful men with chemistry and a compelling plot line.

He could work with this.

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Welcome

Yo I'm Ari! I'm an autistic trans dude who loves me some autistic Trains dudes. HA

I’m a 31yr old adult but this is a harmless pokemon train blog. Not really gonna be posting anything inappropriate. please interact responsibly and only follow if you want to. *thumbs up*

Anyway this is an introductory post of sorts. :> I’m compiling all my headcanons for the Submas twins in one place, and so ppl wanting to follow can get a feel for the kind of content I’ll be reblogging! (and maybe even... making????)

SO let’s get started.

Headcanons that apply to both the boys:

Eyes glow in low light. This is seen with Ingo's eyes in PLA and is too cool not to just call canon. Graphical error? Never heard of her. Seriously thought it was to make Ingo feel like a ghost lost in the past. Really thought his plot twist was gonna be that he was dead the whole time. |D

Both boys are on the spectrum. Both are canonically literalists who avoid lying, share a special interest in trains and Pokemon battles, both struggle with social cues and come across as either aggressively blunt (Emmet) or constantly unhappy and severe (Ingo).

They’re Aro/Ace, although they have a close Platonic friendship with Elesa. I Love adopted sister Elesa content. I am NOT a blankshipper. Do not like incest content. Looking for healthy sibling relationships in my content pls and thank you. I also Love Uncle Ingo and Akari content. He’s a good dad.

On that note: I really like shit that subverts toxic masculinity, especially as a trans dude myself, so I don’t see male sibling affection as idk.. erotic? wrong? If they cuddle on the couch watching a movie together then like. That’s just them hanging out. Idk I'm the oldest of 5 siblings I know what siblings do when they love each other and live together. (and have survived trauma together) And half the reason I like submas content is bcus of their healthy sibling bond that survives through their trauma. Also they are neurodivergent. 🤗

I don't headcanon either of the boys as heavy swearers. Maybe Emmet will say shit and Ingo would mutter damn, but neither would say fuck publicly. It’s more of a professionalism thing, and they’re both very articulate in unique ways. I feel like they’d be concerned cussing would cause someone to take them less seriously. (I don’t mind content where they do cuss! I think Emmet saying fuck is funny as shit, it just doesn’t fit how I ‘read’ them.)

The nitty gritty, like personal autistic headcanons for each brother and how they operate together will all be under a cut to save post length.

Ingo:

- Autism shows itself in lack of facial expression. Pretty much does not realize he is Not Emoting 90% of the time. (This is actually canon in Pokemon Masters? He's genuinely surprised you've never seen him smile) He does smile in PLA, but VERY rarely, and uh. it’s like, almost a straight line. That’s the best you’re gonna get.

 -Also will show excess emotion in his voice, and on top of that, his volume control is pretty terrible, and he often uses said volume to accentuate happiness or excitement. Will gradually get louder the more intensely interested in a conversation he is in. Will be shouting about Pokemon battle strategies in a diner and not know he is shouting.

- Has learned to mask behaviors because of his personal sense of responsibility.

-He has older sibling syndrome BAD. It made putting aside his autistic needs a priority as a child and he still struggles with it as an adult.

-This can make strangers believe he's the more 'neurotypical' brother, which is bullshit haha. Ingo will still fidget with his hands in private or around Emmet.

- Fidgets include picking the grime out from under his nails meticulously. (Often done while alone, or before bed) Clapping his hands together or slapping his lap/ the wall/ the seat repeatedly when he finds something funny, and touching or adjusting his hat. He will reach for it even when he's not wearing it.

-He will also clasp his hands together and rub his thumb in circles along the back of one hand. Will also do this while holding hands. Or putting a hand on your back or shoulder. Thumb rubs from Ingo are a common side effect of him touching you for any prolonged period of time.

-He will also take and inspect Emmet's or Elesa's hands/nails when they're alone or waiting for a long period of time. (He will do this while they watch TV, for example. This is a social love behavior and is not something he does with anyone else. He might have done it to Akari a few times? To her utter confusion. “Ingo is there something wrong with my hand?”)

-Aside from voluntary hand-touching, Ingo actually dislikes being hugged or held without express permission first. Will often still stiffen up like a board when hugged with permission. Touching can be painful. Doesn't so much have this issue with kids, who he absolutely adores. But kid hugs are rare and don't involve someone squeezing your shoulders or restricting your arms so they're aren't that bad.

-Organized to a fault. Used the calendar app and the alarm app to their fullest potential. Follow the schedules? He and Emmet live by this. Emmet follows Ingo's schedule. They work best that way. His office desk is meticulously organized. No matter what Emmet's looks like, it's always just as tidy as Ingo’s by the time they head home. (He makes sure Emmet cleans up after himself)

-Living situation is the same. Clothes get ironed because Ingo makes sure they do. Chores are ordered by day, week, and brother because Ingo and Emmet need structure, but Ingo's the only one good at Maintaining structure. More on Emmet later.

-Music taste is primarily modern classical. Piano or small orchestral accompaniments like Ryuichi Sakamoto and Andrew Shapiro. Or Orchestral movie scores that emphasizes the grandiose, think the soundtrack of Interstellar. Hanz Zimmer's more classical stuff. Any Gibli movie soundtrack is also fair game. He also likes jazz and certain types of alternative folk. Would probably like Rainbow Kitten Surprise and Mumford and Sons.

-Comically enough, both brother's will willingly tolerate each other's music. Even though they have. Uh. Opposite tastes. They share the same Spotify account even. Ingo will tolerate most average Radio fare, and is probably the most willing to give up the aux. Sort of a music pushover. Is surprised when someone wants to listen to his music.

Emmet:

-Autism and Adhd bundled together into a man that is somehow both the most monotone and most enunciated fast-talker you've ever met. He says everything so abruptly. But you understand every word. He has had A LOT of practice making himself understandable. I've seen some posts around talking about Emmet being nonverbal when he was younger and I wholeheartedly agree with that.

-Emmet's language journey was a rough one, but he's an incredibly confident speaker. I don't believe he's self-conscious about how he talks. To be honest, I don't think Emmet is Aware he speaks oddly at all. If someone says something, he literally has no clue what they could be on about. Yeah Ingo talks kinda weird I guess but him? No. You are wrong actually.

-Is Not Sarcastic. Does Not Know How To Sarcasm. His verrrys are verrry genuine. They just uh... Never sound that way. RIP. He IS a bit blunt though. He has no filter.

-Stimming is far more obvious in Emmet. He is a foot tapper, the sort to rock back and forth on his heels if he's impatient. He claps when he's happy, he claps when he's excited, he claps when something is funny. He is power-walking towards you right now because he can't hold still anymore. :) :) :) Chews his nails, but only while hyper-focusing. Much to Ingo's frustration. Ingo is the only reason his nails have any growth at all. He sometimes makes them bleed without realizing it. :(

- He will twirl or click anything in his hands if he is holding it long enough. He will tear or fold the corners of paper if left holding it for too long. Will scribble on the edges of notes or even on important documents if not given enough stimulation. Likes to draw smiles in the corners and repeated straight lines close together. (The straighter and closer the better!)

-While Ingo has an almost compulsive level of organization, Emmet's forms are always crumpled a little, smudged in places. There's a smiley face next to where he needed to sign his name. A coffee ring somewhere maybe. He doesn't know how coffee got on it. :) He's verrry sorry! It is still a proper legal document thought :) you will take it.

-Contrary to this, Emmet likes things just as neat and organized as his brother, but struggles to plan well and doesn't conceptualize time. His phone has just as many timers as Ingo's, but it includes ones with names like 'eat now' and 'leave with time for coffee'.

-He can struggle with executive dysfunction if left to do a task by himself without company. An issue he sees as a fault. Ingo can do things alone. Why can't he? Why does he have to fight himself tooth and nail just to take the trash out while Ingo is not home? This leads to uh. Some good angst when Ingo gets yeeted lol. Emmet cannot keep a place clean to save his life, and a lack of cleanliness directly affects his mental health.(he tries verrry hard though. Oh god does he try. u-u)

-Is more comfortable with most forms of contact than Ingo, but also prefers to be asked before being hugged. (has stricter boundaries about who can and can't touch him though. He will usually say no. Or ask Why.)

-Likes friendship kisses. 🚫not true kisses!🚫 Will kiss your hand. Will kiss your cut. Will kiss cute Pokemon. Has kissed his Electross's big dumb head before. Actually will also kiss soft blankets.

- Wait scratch that Actually both the boys like soft things. Ingo will rub them compulsively. Emmet will hold things up against his face and feel them against his lips. He will look like he's hiding his face during a scary movie but no he is enjoying a texture. :) (he is not scared of scary movies)

-As far as music, Emmet listens to the grungiest grinding electronic house imaginable. If it doesn't sound like someone tried to hybridize screamo and dubstep into a single song it's not Emmet. His tastes can also jump to more classic house and electronic music, with a preference for heavy beats and drops. He would like some Apashe and Infected Mushroom for example.

-He also likes alt rock, and mentions liking Piers’ music in Pokemon Masters, which is unsurprising. He would listen to Nightwish too lmao. Will usually wear headphones and play things loud as a form of self-regulation. Although he will willingly listen to Ingo's music no questions asked. But it makes him sleepy.

Maybe I will draw art of these two eventually. 😔 Until now, have this long ass post.

[the-writers-bookshelf]

Hi there, I have a question. I really need some advice right now cause I'm pretty much on the verge of saying, 'fuck it' and giving up on writing / creativity in general. How do I continue creating content when me and my one friend seem to only enjoy it. Also, in the creative community I'm in, there are these things we make to promote our blogs and the whole point of them is that once you make them you're kinda suppose to expect people to reblog them, but no one reblogs mine and I feel bad.

I'm so glad you asked this question because it's a really good one!

1. Creative communities can be SUPER cliquey.

Definitely NOT knocking creative communities here! Sometimes, they can be really great for motivation and inspiration! But there are other times where they can (and they do) choose favorites. ESPECIALLY on tumblr. And 90% of the time, it probably doesn't have anything to do with the quality of the writing. It has to do with networking, personality, productivity, among many other things.

Here's a case in point: I am a published writer. I have 5 or so short stories in a variety of anthologies alongside stories written by: Seanan McGuire, R.S. Belcher, and Faith Hunter.

If my writing can hold up alongside authors like this, I must have some level of capability, right???

But when I dabble in fanfiction occasionally, you would be surprised how painfully little interaction I get on my stories. I see plenty of other writers get traction on THEIR stories in the same fandom with the same pairing, and - I hate to say it - those stories are often not edited at all and riddled with errors.

But maybe they publish more often.

Maybe they have more friends they chat with who are willing to promote their work.

Maybe they write more sexy stuff that people are willing to read, regardless of the writing quality.

My point is: outside of fanfiction, I feel strong in my writing abilities. But when I'm writing for fandom, I start to question whether I'm *actually* a decent writer or if I'm really just a sham.

Online communities are only one facet of the audience you can present your writing to. And if your current creative community isn't supporting you, keep looking to find one that does. Try other communities, other platforms, other writing events for promos. There are SO MANY ways to get your writing out there these days! Keep testing things out! :)

2. In the end, who are you writing for?

There's plenty of writing advice that insists you write for a niche audience.

There's plenty of writing advice that also points out how important it is to to be heard by an audience (which is true!)

But in the end, if you had no audience at all, if you were in the middle of a desert wasteland at the end of the world and you were the last person on the planet...would you still write? Would you still tell stories?

That sounds somewhat simplistic (and majorly overexaggerated...I mean, end of the world? really?? :P ) but you might benefit from taking some time to get away from the social aspect of writing communities for a while. It's really easy to get trapped in "keeping up" with your community, writing more to "be seen", etc.

But would you still write FOR YOU?

I wrestled with this issue myself a few years ago when fanfiction really took my knees out from under me and leveled my self-esteem as a writer.

But eventually, I always come back to the fact that I started writing because it helped me make sense of the world. I like telling stories. I feel comfortable and confident when I communicate through writing.

I've battled with social anxiety most of my life which has led to speech problems (stuttering, going mute) so speaking can be riddled with even more anxiety.

But when I write??? I feel calm. I feel capable.

I write because that's where I feel my strongest.

I run into problems when I weigh my writing against other people's responses to it and I put my writing's worth on their responses.

And let me tell you: that is a REALLY bad habit. Practice looking at your writing objectively and recognizing the worth of it WITHOUT other people's opinions.

Maybe take a break from your creative community. Don't share anything for a while. Write something for yourself and don't let them see it.

Then after a little time has passed, maybe explore some other communities and see if they're more willing to signal boost your writing :)

3. Success is objective. And strange.

Some of the best known authors in the world were rejected MANY times before they received acclaim for their writing.

Other authors hit the bestseller's list and then wrote a book that went bust because it just wasn't well-received by people for whatever reason.

That's the catch-22 about writing: there is no success formula. You can study best-selling books for a lifetime and STILL not find the answer to WHY they're all successful. One might be written incredibly well while another can be extremely choppy and flat.

You have no way to tell if people will like your writing or not.

The point is that hinging the worth of your writing on literally ANYTHING else except you will leave you frustrated and starving ENDLESSLY.

So tell the story you want to. Tell the story that you're proud of. Enjoy the process. :)

[maxwell-grant]

1. You ever read Alan Moore's Tom Strong or League of Extra Ordinary Gentlemen? Tom Strong has strong (heh) pulp influence and League is a large Victorian (and eventually all) fiction crossover? 2. Which versions of the Shadow do you not like? 3. Not a question, but doing a write for a pulp crossover fighting game would be cool.

1: I've read both. I've posted some of my thoughts on Tom Strong here, still haven't gotten around to reading any of his appearences past the initial Alan Moore run. And I've read the first two volumes of League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, and compared to Tom Strong I have some decidedly much more complicated and far less positive thoughts on it, I've been putting off talking about it because I want to read it again and read the entirety of it before I really do a piece on it.

2: I did this post talking about my 5 absolute most disliked takes on The Shadow based on adaptations. I've mentioned others in passing that I also dislike or have major criticisms towards such as The Shadow penned by Garth Ennis (someone already asked me my thoughts on that version in particular, so I'll spare the rant here). Anything not mentioned in that post is really gonna be a case by case basis because there's 90+ years of adaptations to sort through, but I'm generally fine with most of them even when they annoy or upset me with how they handle the character. "Fine" doesn't necessarily mean I like them, just that I'm fine with them doing things with the character I'm otherwise annoyed or upset by because they either get it right in other areas or just don't do anything too terrible or outstanding to merit much attention.

3: Regarding that pulp hero fighting game, I have kicked around the idea a lot in my drafts and I have some roster ideas written down I may post eventually, but I'd rather post them when I have something more concrete. I got these two massive projects that I gotta finish (one I'm hoping to get out by the end of this month, since the costumes and script are already finished and I got a deadline approaching fast) and afterwards, if I feel like it's the right thing to do, I might take a crack or two at picking game design, see if I can finally just put all that fighting game stuff kicking around in my head to use and try to make my own, or at least pick up enough basics to know how to work with someone who can actually program.

thedeathalchemist asked: One more question, favorite Shadow (he didn't always have a red scarf)?

These are two questions so here goes

1: I guess "the Shadow that lives in my head either based off the versions I liked most or extensively curated from the ones I've seen" isn't really the acceptable answer, even though, and let's be honest here, that's the answer every single fan of a multi-media franchise character has deep down to the question of "your favorite version of this character", even when they only uphold a single version by a single creator. So to give a different answer:

The pulp Shadow first and foremost. Not particularly surprising to anyone who follows my blog, it's the version I talk about the most. It's the version that gives me the most to talk about, in terms of what was great about it and what's been missing from every adaptation since. This is The Shadow that I spent years wanting to talk about and show to the world and, again, I really can't describe how thankful I am to those that follow me and like/reblog my content.

This is the version of The Shadow that I find the most richly written and evocative, to the point I can fill entire 5k word posts just talking about mundane details like his face, his other face/secret identity/friend, his ring, his laugh, the influences of his creation, or stories where he acts in ways that betray the idea that he's just a violent vigilante power fantasy, and I'm still nowhere near close to being done talking about this character and the world that surrounds him and all the great things to be found in it.

I've outlined some of the other adaptations I also like here, and I guess if I had to name a Number 2 favorite take on The Shadow, off the top of my head, I'd call it a two-way between Matt Wagner's Shadow and the Shadow penned by Michael Kaluta and Joel Goss, with the Radio Shadow (a very fun take but also incredibly inconsistent) coming in at a distant third and the others in the post above coming in after. Wagner's is consistently the strongest and very beginner-friendly, and out of all takes on The Shadow that try to condense the pulp, radio and film versions in one, he's by far the best of the bunch. Whatever criticisms can be levied at his characterization (and I definitely have a few) don't detract from the incredible work he's done at fleshing out his version of The Shadow.

On the other end, the Shadow stories penned by Kaluta and Goss have a less even record quality-wise, but much like Gibson's earlier novels, whatever limitations and shortcomings the stories have completely vanish when The Shadow shows up, and no one comics-wise has ever nailed down The Shadow's "feel" like these two. Wagner creates a great, strong, vivid character to center a world in, where as Kaluta and Goss paint an eerie, evocative and haunting being of mystery and menace like no one else, and personally I can’t pick one so I’m going with both.

he didn't always have a red scarf?

He didn't! The short answer is that it was created by Michael Kaluta for the 70s DC series, but like everything else about The Shadow, there's a weird story to the scarf too.

The Shadow's design has had plenty of changes and variants over the years and there's a post in the works for that, but regarding the story of the scarf specifically: Starting in Gangdom's Doom, which featured the first cover that actually showed The Shadow in physical form wearing the slouch-hat and cape (you can see it above, with the "Hooded Shadow" of the radio depicted below), the cover added a red lining to his cape due to red being a color that attracts the eye, to make the magazines stand out. In the pulp descriptions, The Shadow's cape didn't have a red lining at first, but later the stories incorporated it.

As you can see in the images above, he wasn't wearing a scarf or a facial covering, instead the cloak was drawn all the way up to his nose. That's also how the character looked in the Street & Smith comics, and none of the radio descriptions featured the scarf either. However, there were a couple of covers that featured it.

Specifically, when Modest Stein took over as the main cover artist in 1943. His covers were made to imitate the rising paperback books at the time and thus tended to rarely feature The Shadow, and in some of those you can kind of almost make out something in his clothes that looks like a scarf but also can just be a distortion of the lining.

But starting with Town of Hate, he started to draw The Shadow with what was unmistakably a red scarf, billowing dramatically behind him, and although he would very, very rarely draw The Shadow in the following covers, he would keep up the scarf all the way to his final cover with The Shadow in it for Crime Over Casco. The next cover artist, Charles Coll, would draw The Shadow with a bandanna akin to a western bandit, and future covers would generally revert to the red lining on the rare occasions The Shadow was featured in them. No other depictions, at least as far as I can find, would even allude to The Shadow having a scarf, until the 70s.

Now that I look at it, it seems like the scarf that Michael Kaluta gave to The Shadow for the cover of the first issue may have actually been taken from the sketch Jim Steranko made when he was supposed to be the main artist for the Denny O'Neil run. Steranko didn't draw The Shadow with a scarf in any of the covers he made for the paperbacks, but his covers emphasized the red lining of the cloak a great deal and some of them already look like he's wearing something extra atop the cloak, so the scarf may have just been extrapolated from that.

And that's how the scarf became a Thing, this very malleable part of The Shadow's outfit that, depending on the artist, can range from just a red bandanna over his mouth, to a fashion accessory for action scenes, to this big and dramatically spooky thing that stretches and swirls to no end, something particularly prevalent in the most recent takes on The Shadow from Batman x Shadow and The Shadow 2017, that pushed The Shadow a lot more into fantasy to play up an ancient monstrous ghost aspect to the character, and thus they don't really have to worry about the practicality of the scarf.

Despite the character's look being seemingly unchanged over 90+ years, it seems that all you really need to keep The Shadow's look recognizable is to keep the hat, the black cloak, and nowadays the scarf to cover his face, even though the scarf plainly wasn't an established thing until the 70s (and some artists don’t cover his face at all), the cape has underwent constant revisions, the hat varies it's size and form and brim depending on the artist (even in the same story), and whatever The Shadow wears underneath all that get-up depends on which dark clothing the artist wants to draw. Matt Wagner gives him a black suit, Michael Kaluta shortened the cape and drew an Inverness cloak, the images above give him trenchcoats, and so on.

See what I mean about how I never run out of things to talk about with The Shadow? There's always some history, some contradiction or confusion, some mystery to unravel, even a simple scarf has an entire history and mystery behind it. 

[nako-doodles]

does anyone follow you but doesnt like bts? lmao. maybe its a little different for me cus i post mostly bts but also sometimes kdramas/tvshows but it always surprises me when someone reblogs bts content from me and says they dont go here "but…" lol and i start thinking why do u even follow me, my blog is 90% bts 😂 so its obviously they see the content and dont even blacklist it. makes me wonder do ppl look at other ppls blog before they follow or they only follow because a gif i made long ago in a different fandom or something lol. maybe people secretly like looking at them but not reblogging the content. its funny cus once i start going over board reblogging them, i lose followers like you knew what you signed up for 😭

hmmmm idk the vast majority of blogs who follow me, esp the ones that are OBVIOUSLY not catered towards kpop or boy bands etc but i usually assume they have a sideblog, or enjoy the content wo having to reblog it? idk man

[an-army-of-nightmares]

1the wine scene from peppermint rot was amazing, are the gifts going to be similar or different from that? also what happens to Hyde in this?

2Have you ever seen monster high bc my brain has been yelling about Henry meeting Jackson & i feel like u would understand this

1: <3! Well, no more gifts are gonna be a wine bottle, and not all of the gifts will have a whole dramatic moment where everything is quiet and wrong and Hastie being all alone, some will simply just be bad surprises on a decent day. But all the gifts will have something in common :3c, and they'll change a detail at the end of the story, that a previous chapter established to be something else ;)

I'm not sure! For simplicity sake, let's just say Jekyll's soul fused back together after death. If not, itll hardly matter as we wont be seeing Jekyll's ghost anyway, even if we do he'll have no reason to be Hyde

2: yes absolutely oh my goodness yes. I adore monster high! Ghouls Rule was a movie that I watched every chance I could, and I remember being sad as a kid that I could never find a Holt doll </3. But I got both the dolls later hehe :3c Holt's missing his headphones though 😔

In fact! Jackson and Holt are actually the reason I ever discovered The Glass Scientists!! I was looking though tumblr for content of em in July 2019 and a blog that posted about monster high, also just so happened to be reblogging posts about green-eyed Jekyll and potential red eyed Hyde. And I am an absolute sucker for possession/loss of control type stories, so that hooked me into wanting to find the comic

Anyway yes please, I absolutely want Henry to meet Jackson. What are they on the box? Grandson of Jekyll? Or Son? I'm like 90% sure its grandson. Jekyll being a funky grandpa to Jackson, although a grandpa he perhaps barely sees. I bet he'd be mad at the parents for knowing full well about Holt yet never telling Jackson, because what on earth youre telling me your kid "blacks out" frequently, has never seen the moon, and you refuse to explain to him why-

Henry going to Monster High one day for like a parent/grandparent/ family tree thing. Getting to hang out in Mad Science class and do some alchemy. Hyde (if he's still around) causing however much havoc an old man with back problems can cause, which is surprisingly much.

Ooo Jekyll meeting Frankie and just telling her that her dad was pretty chill but her grandmother (Frankenstein) was very rude

Alternatively, some type of experiment transporting 1885 Jekyll to Monster High and him getting to meet his grandson. Possible shenanigans of them trying to make sure he never hears about Holt? (Because then Jekyll would learn that HJ7 can cause his descendants to have their own "Hyde" and might want to avoid having kids because of that?, absolutely horrific but all managed in a fun light hearted kid cartoon kind of way, like 5 students scrambling to turn off some loud music from a speaker that suddenly went off)

[pip-n-flinx]

I posted 6,721 times in 2021

85 posts created (1%)

6636 posts reblogged (99%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 78.1 posts.

I added 237 tags in 2021

#go for the heart - 36 posts

#mass effect - 34 posts

#reblog - 26 posts

#read later - 25 posts

#signal boost - 24 posts

#dragon age - 23 posts

#bartending - 20 posts

#music - 20 posts

#cassandra pentaghast - 15 posts

#fic rec - 14 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#and my unending efforts to piss of my writing and english teachers by writing even my most basic communique in a style that shifts towards

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

OKAY so listen up

I spent several hours this past evening testing Paloma recipes for @swaps55's Clay Beaudoin, and the results were honestly rather surprising, so now you get the perfected Pip'Loma. A drink recipe sure to make any bartender hate you but which is honestly one of the best things I've ever made

You'll need:

2 oz Mezcal from Guanajuato

1 oz Fresh Grapefruit Juice

.075 oz Agave Syrup (as little as possible, this stuff is ALWAYS sweeter than I give it credit for...)

Barspoon Pistachio Oil (trust me, this is the special sauce that makes the magic happen)

Dash of Habanero/Hot pepper bitters (or a drop of a hot pepper extract, ludicrously hard to come by but surprisingly easy to make)

Salt (rim)

Twist of Grapefruit peel (for garnish)

To make the cocktail!

Rim a Nick & Nora glass (or coupe) with salt

In a shaker, place the smallest drip of Agave Syrup, a barspoon of Pistachio Oil, 2 oz Mescal (smoky prefered) and 1 oz Fresh Grapefruit Juice.

Crack a large rock of ice into the other half of the tin, combine and shake (12-30 seconds)

Dash Habanero bitters (or pepper extract) into your glass, then strain the cocktail over top (bonus points for double straining, which can filter out ice shards)

Express Grapefruit twist over glass, rim, and drop into cocktail. Your Pip'Loma is now ready to serve!

For the "dear God Pip why did you create this??? Question:

First I was afraid I had initially steered Swaps wrong (I had, no one had a good recipe ANYWHERE also while I made a pretentious recipe, it was far from the best...)

Second I was curious

Finally, for the details. Tequila and more delicate, less-smoky mezcals get buried by the grapefruit flavor. You need something robust. A little heat goes a long way to making the smokier mezcals pop. And the secret sauce, the pistachio oil that gives the cocktail more body, a round and velvety mouth feel, and a subtle nuttiness that helps bind the flavors together.

Grapefruit twist is just a chunk of grapefruit peel (use a y-peeler without serration, or just do your best to get the peel and not the pith with a pairing knife.) Adds to the olfactory(smell) experience. Citrus twists are a great way to take your cocktails to the next level in general. If you aim to impress you can use a knife to trim then into pretty shapes

Also tagging @pigeontheoneandonly because I know you are fond of a good cocktail

35 notes • Posted 2021-04-13 07:58:29 GMT

#4

Big Surprise!

I’m mad about the Disney Live Action Remake of Mulan. No one is surprised by this. But I as a musician, I am horribly offended by what Disney has done with their musical IP in their reboots lately. Mulan and Star Wars are great examples, and while I know fucking NO ONE followed me for musical analysis or critique this is my blog so you’re gonna have to put up with it I promise I’ll keep the mumbo-jumbo to a minimum.

OKAY so Disney scrapped the idea of Mulan as a musical. The whole secret to the Disney renaissance in the 80-90s was adapting what works about musical theater and letting their animators go to town on it. But there’s already a ton of content about that on Sideway’s channel, I highly recommend you go check him out. In fact, he’s already done a breakdown on Mulan and why their use of Reflection is jarring. I’ll try and lay out the groundwork so you don’t have to watch the video:

By referencing the musical numbers in a score for a non musical, at least for an audience that remembers the lyrics, you’re bringing these hollow lifeless reminders of the plot and personality of the original into unrelated scenes in the remake. There’s more to the video, but this is specifically what I want to talk about here.

It’s not just that these throw-away musical soundbites mean nothing, its that depriving of them of the lyrics, of their weight in the original film ruins them. Context and timing is key, more perhaps in music than anywhere else. In the original film, Reflection is how the audience gets into Mulan’s head. She sings all her plot relevant thoughts right at you, and your heart breaks for her. The struggle between being a ‘perfect bride/daughter’ and being herself is the singular most important part of the movie.

So when you take away those lyrics, that drives a wedge between the audience and Mulan. But what Disney did is worse than that. They placed Reflection in the places where Mulan casts off her armor, lets down her hair, allows herself to lay down the facade of army soldier. They reference Reflection in places implying Mulan is true to her reflection when she allows herself to cast aside the masculine tools/mannerisms that she adopts in the army. BUT THAT IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT THE ORIGINAL REFLECTIONS IS TRYING TO TELL US. They reinforce this with talk of Qi (Chi) and the sorceress telling her not to hide herself, it’s turning her Qi/Chi ‘rancid.’ It’s also curious that in addition to using Reflection to reinforce gender rather than question it, they use this song reinforcing feminine gender roles almost exclusively in and around battle sequences. It’s a bizarre and utterly meaningless pattern, more motific devolvement rather than development

One of the greatest things about the oringal Mulan was that it called on us to question gender, to question the building pressures of society. It allows its main character to experiment with different identities, pronouns, and settle only finally when they feel understood and loved.

The remake offers no such advice, instead making Mulan’s soldiering days an act of violence against herself, instead of the brilliant journey of self discovery in the animated classic. They seem blind to the moral tale of the original. To motific development in music. The hero’s journey. To character development. They stripped a movie of all its emotionally charged moments, made an overbudget action flick, and robbed it of all its depth, meaning, and comfort.

And I hate it for that.

37 notes • Posted 2021-03-05 08:40:09 GMT

#3

found this on youtube recommended and needed to share it

39 notes • Posted 2021-02-17 10:03:38 GMT

#2

I know MEA isn't that popular but I'd love to find some people to play MEA multilayer with! Anyone play MEA on the PC up for some multiplayer? No pressure, not trying to grind but I've been really enjoying it and only have one friend who plays with me!

Signal boost appreciated

42 notes • Posted 2021-02-12 08:56:36 GMT

#1

So @natsora and @crackinglamb tagged me for WIP and while I haven't written in forever... I am working on rigs to record bass amd guitar! The pedal board and modular screw on plates (as well as my strat-style guitar!) are in the second picture while most of the guitar pedals (and attendant power supply) are in the top photo.

Maybe I'll even start posting snippets and EPs in a few months once my life calms down a bit! Not sure anyone would follow that here.

Lemme know what y'all think!

57 notes • Posted 2021-09-16 09:54:42 GMT

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[pragmatic-optimist]

🌟 Blog Tag Game 🌟

Tagged by my friends: @mistmarauder @acejuddryder @alwaysablossom and @iboatedhere (I am so sorry this took so long, but I really appreciate the tags!)

1. Why did you choose your url?

I love a good oxymoron. Lol. So that’s part of it. 

I went to this work conference thing last February (pre-Covid 😳) where one of the sessions talked about mindset, different types and which are healthier.  

The presenter discussed the ways that blind optimism can be problematic (facts). Then, they talked about pragmatic optimism. They explained how pragmatic optimism allows us to understand the reality of the problems we face while also retaining confidence in our ability to successfully confront them. I really liked it. It gave me language for something I was already practicing in my own life. So I changed my url and here we are.

2. Any side blogs?

No, just my one little blog! Though I have thought about starting a fic rec side blog, a library of sorts. I read so much fic and I recently started to categorize it for myself in my bookmarks to make it easier to find my favorites. So I thought I could use my Monica Geller powers for the good of the fandom, but it hasn’t gone beyond an idea because what is time? 😆

3. How long have you been on tumblr?

7 years, which is nutty! I took a break here and there, but glad to be back and in the 911 LS fandom. 

4. Do you have a queue tag?

I do, but I don’t use it often. It’s #this is how we queue it

(Name that song? I’m a 90s kid 😂)

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

I’m a procrastinator. Lol. At the time, I was in grad school and looking for new distractions.

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

It’s Betty Suarez! Ugly Betty is my favorite show of all time and Betty is the fictional character whose personality best represents me. When we talk about the importance of feeling seen in TV/Media, Betty is the first time I fully felt seen on screen. Several of her storylines resonated with me and my life. She’s my fav, as is America Ferrera who I have loved since her debut on Disney Channel’s Gotta Kick It Up. (My 90s kid is showing again lol). 

I do want to note that recently I have been strongly considering a Carlos Reyes icon…

Betty has some serious competition. 👀

7. Why did you choose your header?

Three words: Carlos Cow Eyes.

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

I can’t just pick one because there are categories 😆. They are all text posts from when I live blog shows, which is funny because normally I don’t think my posts are that interesting. So when a note blows up, it surprises me.  

The post with the most notes ever is this one from May when I decided to watch an episode of Grey’s because April was coming back (I ❤️ Japril) and I was hoping the writers would re-open the endgame door. Apparently others agreed with me and we were rewarded (🙌🏾).

The post with the most notes from my 911 Lone Star shouting is this one from the s2 finale and I love that it’s a post about Nancy. So many of us resonated with her in this moment! #foreveramood

And two of my personal favorites are this one about Sierra and this one about Rafael. Grace and Carlos are my absolute favorite characters on this show, in large part because Sierra and Rafael are incredibly talented and wonderful people.

9. How many mutuals do you have?

I have no clue, but definitely more than I would expect to have. What are you all doing here? Lol. I appreciate each of you! 

10. How many followers do you have?

532 👋🏽 

11. How many people do you follow?

264 making my dashboard lively.

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

Every Monday night when 911 LS aired 😂. Not as many lately.

13. How often do you use tumblr each day?

This question is rude.

14. Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

Nope. I avoid unnecessary conflict/drama in my day to day, so I definitely don’t engage in it here. 🙅🏽‍♀️

15. How do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

If it’s for signal boosting important info and world events, 100%. Reblogging to support content creators/writers is also important and something I try to do often. The superstitious ones have an email chain vibe and I don’t really engage with them. Though I am a little “stitious” and there is always that brief moment of hesitation where I go “should I?”  

16. Do you like tag games?

Yes!! Even if it takes me a little while to reply sometimes.

17. Do you like ask games?

Double yes!

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

They all are in my eyes, so much talent!

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

Yup on each one! Honestly, I admire so many of you and it makes me happy to see your posts on my dash every day. 💕

-

I’ll tag some people, but I’m super late to this and I think it has made several rounds already. So no pressure! 

@daniela-bella @aliceschuyler @sneetchestoo @buckybarnesalways @alilypea @reyescarlos @howtosingit @bellakitse @morganaspendragonss @marjansmarwani and anyone else who would like to do it. Please tag me if you do! 

[babyybitchhh]

Yknow what, let me go ahead and make this perfectly clear.

I not only encourage you to block me if the mood so strikes you, but I WANT you to block me. I’m not here for clout or ass pats. I’m not interested in validation from the masses. If you don’t like me, fine. Unfollow me and smash that block button. Exercise your rights, and I hope you mutter a “begone, thot” when you do it.

I spend the majority of my time on here trying to support other writers rather than promoting or backing my own work, and if that somehow rubs anyone the wrong way then so be it. I converted my main into a reblog hub so my 900 followers could see fics from other authors first and foremost, and then made MYSELF a side blog that I reblog my shit from. Trust me, this isn’t a popularity contest for me and I don’t really care who has me blocked.

I’m also not popular enough to know who’s in which clique and who isn’t so I don’t have a bias when it comes to who I support and who I don’t. I try to give every writer, every blog that comes across my dash the chance they deserve to feel seen and heard, but I am just NOT good at being a functioning person so yeah sometimes wires get crossed and that’s fine. I’m used to it so, truly, it’s water under the bridge as far as I’m concerned. I’m not mad about it.

But whats really grinding my nerves is that someone - someone who I assume is another writer, if I followed them - decided to come at me like I have to publicly prove myself just to view their content. A DM would’ve sufficed. Going on anon doesn’t even give me the option to answer privately which means this is now the shit show y’all are watching in what I’m sure is rapt fascination. I’m sorry that I’m not bff’s with any of the big name writers who can vouch for me and, by proxy, make you afford me the respect of a polite inquiry. I have no problem answering questions, in fact I’ll tell you anything you wanna know.

You want my birth chart? I got you, girl. I’m a Leo sun, Pisces moon, Aquarius rising bitch with daddy issues and anxiety. Also my Venus sign is Cancer. Next.

You want a full transcript of my grades in school? I mean, I can get that for you, sure. But I promise it’s not gonna look good, chief. 😔 Let’s save it for another day. Next.

I promise the question isn’t the problem here. It’s the way you decided to go about it, as if the attitude was gonna make me not lie about my age. Like?? Sweet Jesus, what are you even doing? Due diligence is all well and good, I certainly can’t fault you for that, but people can and will lie about their age on the internet. As someone who grew up reading smut in the early 00’s when they were 12, 13, 14, I can PROMISE you minors lie to view content not meant for them. That’s why so many discord servers require proof - ACTUAL proof of age now. And even that’s not totally airtight! I could have told you literally anything to get what I wanted! 1990 could be a lie and I’m just announcing that I’m 30 years old so no one gives me or my 90% smut 10% misc blog a second thought. It’s inconceivable! And to come at me with this attitude about something that isn’t even a guarantee?? Girl!

All I’m gonna say is that this the first time anyone has ever questioned me about my age being listed - which it absolutely is, even if you can’t find it - so I guess someone needs to work on their social skills AND their ability to navigate mobile.

It’s especially funny because I’m almost positive I know which blog that anon runs and, surprise surprise, they seem to be pals with one of my favorite writers. Of which there are many, yes, so that doesn’t exactly narrow things down. 😂 But my point is just that if they never came to me about this, nor any of the other smut blogs I follow, am I REALLY the problem here?

Am I really tho?

[war-sword]

thank you

hello everyone! before 2019 comes to a close i wanted to make a little thank you post. on december 20th of 2018, i posted my first fic on this blog. before, i had been exclusively posting about YA book series. mid november of 2018 i had fallen back into the world of harry potter after sort of moving past my obsession with it as a young child, and for reasons we all know, i really connected a lot with draco.

until then, i’d never really read x reader fics. personally, i’d never really liked a character enough to seek out reader insert fics, and i was honestly surprised by the amount of content i found on tumblr, especially active blogs. as is the way my brain works, i began just writing down ideas i had. i didn’t write them with the intention of posting, but eventually decided eh what the fuck. i didn’t want to post it to my main due to Reasons and so i put them here instead.

that one fic turned into two, and two turned into multi chapters... now, in december of 2019, i’ve written a total of twelve fics and roughly 89,039 words (of which you’ve only read 79,763 ;))

that’s almost 90 thousand words, the most i’ve ever written. twelve fics, let alone four of them being multi-chaptered, is also the most i’ve ever written in a year. i never set writing goals for me in terms of words or stories because i hate to structure my creativity like that. i did have a goal of expanding on another story i had been previously working on in 2018. as much as i did want to write for that story, it just wasn’t exciting me like my draco works were. sometimes i struggled with if i was wasting my time writing this much fanfic, or how i would  embarrassed i would feel if my friends or peers knew what i was writing about. as the year progressed, i realized i didn’t care as much. people (that’s you!) were enjoying my fics, and through your comments i realized these were a lot more than just reader insert fics to you guys– you just liked my writing.

i really pushed myself a lot this year with how much i put out, and i hope to do the same this coming year! all of y’all’s encouraging words are the reason i tried so many new things with my storytelling, and just know i treasure all your comments and think of you all every day. and to end this overly dramatic reflection, i want to say a special thank you to my friends. @drawlfoy, i still think about the day i reblogged the placebo effect and it took you several hours to come back and say you’d just realized i was the person who wrote needy, and that it had inspired you to make your own blog. that made me so happy. you’re so fucking funny and you’re such an incredible writer. quiplash queen. @eltanin-malfoy, honestly you give her a run for her money in the funny department and i love waking up to all the memes you send me, and your writing is out of this word ethereal. you both, actually, are juggling writng and school better than i ever did (cuz i just gave up on the school part), and you’re both so freaking smart and i can’t wait to celebrate when you guys pick your schools for next year :’) i will mom you. oh, and thank you for making me more emoji-literate. @acciodracoo i can honestly say i’ve learned so much from reading your writing, evi. your talent and genius brain never cease to leave me speechless, and you, too, juggle writing and the rest of your life so well it makes me envious. i look up to you a lot, and you remind me daily that writing of all types if for everyone and that i should never feel like what i’m working on is stupid or pointless, and you’ll always be around to read it. that, and you generally make me feel like my life will work out eventually and that there is lots of exciting stuff ahead because it scares me a lot sometimes. @socontagiousimagines you are the reason i decided to publish that first fic of mine last year. i remember devouring your masterlist, and even though we’ve talked about this a lot, me stalking your blog and wanting to be friends so bad. it’s crazy how much we have in common, and i love talking to you about so many different things. you were the driving force behind me writing needy, and a lot of people can thank you for that. you are such a strong girl. thank you for letting me be the rat on your hulu and disney+, sending me very nice videos of your screaming in front of ariana grande, and being my moon sister. i love all you guys so much and i love that writing has brought us together like this.

i hope everyone’s 2020 is full of lots of new opportunities and light.

[yakumtsaki]

sideblog

my laptop shut down on its own yday which led me to the realizations that a) i should had really gotten a fucking desktop this time and b) when this laptop goes, x-kit and its archive go with it, so i made a sideblog for all the stuff i have saved up bc i dont have time to dl them rn. its entitled ‘please dont fry before the 20th’ @ my laptop bc thats when i turn in the paper (thats right i managed to get yet ANOTHER extension, it’s either the 3rd or the 4th one and i didnt even have to ask for it this time, it was given to me presumably as a parting gift. i also got a mysterious job offer from my incredibly drunk-sounding professor which she described as a ‘surprise special mission that will be beneficial to you’ and im 90% will involve guest starring in an undergrad hist class filled with judgemental brats going thru their ~serious intellectual~ phase and if that happens im fleeing the country so fast there will be a me-shaped hole in the border fence. is there a profession where u just sit around getting extensions all day bc thats the job i was born to do)

ANYWAY so the blog is half assed rn but ill get it properly organized and reblog cc and inspo stuff there, so here it is if anyone wants to follow. much like dany kind of forgot about the iron fleet and euron's forces (im still so fucking pissed off about s8 that its bordering on the clinical) i also kind of forgot the queue feature existed until halfway thru reblogging my archive, so wait a couple hours if u want to follow or ur dash will get clogged by 20 posts at once. ive queued the rest for like once a day so it wont be annoying. in keeping with everything uve seen on this blog, the content is a bizarre mix of maxis match and realistic with no cohesion whatsoever, but lets spin this as a positive and say theres smth there for everybody! see u soon unless ive faked my death to avoid communication with undergrads in the meantime, in which case see u soon but from a dif blog