#awae theory

[risingsunresistance]

watching stuff slowly come together while you work on it is so fun

[sm0lgreml1n]

Anne with an E headcannon S1

YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME THAT GILBERT DIDN'T SEE THAT ANNE WAS UNCOMFORTABLE (cause she got her period) AND PURPOSEFULLY MISPELT ENGAGEMENT SO ANNE COULD WIN AND SIT BACK DOWN (and so he could say he should've remembered the e lol)

[mochinomnoms]

why were you digging? what did you bury, before those hands pulled me from the earth?

art by wolfythewitch

Hozier lyrics in which they embody when loving you.

multi x gn!reader

[tw/cw} - some of the lyrics are gendered, few suggestive parts

[note] - i forgot i had this drafted for a while lol anyways only romantic vibes cause i couldnt find satisfactory lyrics for grim and ortho :( i also was gonna add the halloweenie boys but then it wouldnt have been evenly split and i didnt want that lol

[edit] - I FORGOT AZUL IM SORRY AZULITO FORGIVE ME—

"I know who I am when I'm alone/I'm something else when I see you" - It Will Come Back

He's always been sure of who he is and how he presents himself. He has an image that he must uphold, his reputation is dependent on it. Yet, that perfectly sculpted person comes crumbling down, firm marble turned into malleable clay with you. He should be appalled by the very idea of someone having so much hold over him, yet he can't bring himself to care. You see through him, and it's addicting. You see through him, but still show him kindness, and it's addicting. You see through him, still show him kindness, even knowing just what thoughts he has of you at night, and it's addicting. He has an addiction, and you're his drug of choice. There is no rehab for getting him off of you, once he's hooked he's never letting go of the high that you are. Then again, if you knew just who he really is, perhaps the addiction was mutual.

Riddle Rosehearts, Cater Diamond, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Jamil Viper

"We lay here for years or for hours/So long, we'd become the flowers" - In a Week

He is admittedly a simple man, even if he might portray or say he desires otherwise. But deep down, he is very simple: he'd like to be with you forever, that's it. Laying in the grass, the sounds of cicadas and birds singing, the smell of dewy grass and freshly bloomed flowers, all of that with you would be his dream. He hopes that you two will live a long life together, that your graves will be one, your bodies decomposing together into the earth as nature intended. You hope that centuries into the future, some bright-eyed archaeologists will see the patch of flowers growing over your grave and dig to find your two skeletons intertwined. You both hope that theories and myths are created in the image of your long gone bodies so that the memory of your love will live forever on.

Ruggie Bucchi, Jack Howl, Rook Hunt, Silver

"She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily/Better yet, she wouldn't care" - Jackie & Wilson

Loud and impulsive to a fault is how most would describe him, and really he should care more about the problems this causes. He should, but why when you take him as he is, flaws and all? To you, the impulsivity, his loud mouth, his rash nature, his bluntness, they weren't flaws—they were him and you love him. And he loves you—for all your naivete, doting, and enabling ways. If there's trouble to be found, it's likely you're both involved: you chasing after him as he goes of. Is it naive to think that this sort of relationship won't eventually burst into flames? Probably. Is it a bit toxic if you were to look at your relationship critically? Probably. But he doesn't care (even if he normally would or should), and neither do you. Instead, for just a bit, you indulge in the present, rather than the past or future. Just for a bit

Floyd Leech, Kalim Al-Asim, Epel Felmier, Sebek Zigvolt

"You're bright as the morning, soft as the rain/Pretty as a vine, as sweet as a grape" - Too Sweet

Something about you is just a bit off-putting: you're a bit too put together, too cheery, too sweet for someone in your situation. It's more off-putting to him that he's drawn to you anyways. Part of him holds himself back, as he's a realist at heart. One day, any day now, you can go back home, where your sweetness rightfully belongs. Part of him though wants to that sweetness, make it rightfully his and his alone. It's why he can't keep himself away from you, he'd rather defile you, ruin you for anyone else so that you'd have no choice but to come running back to him for that sweet satisfaction that only he can provide. You're not stupid though, you know just what he's doing; lucky for him, you're happy to let him age you into a fine wine, made just for his taste.

Trey Clover, Leona Kingscholar, Vil Schoenheit, Lilia Vanrouge

"Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I" - Francesca

You have ingrained your very being into his own. The sight, the sound thought of you has him yearning for your touch in ways that would put a god to shame. But Eros had no role in his love for you. Since he's met you, somehow you've managed to core out a space in his heart in the shape of your body. Without you, he'd be empty. Without you, he'd be devastated, experiencing an anguish that would kill his very soul. His love is so strong, so overwhelming, so earth-shattering that he'd alter the very laws of the universe just to keep you with him. Could you even bring yourself to deny him if the choice to leave ever came? You have him in the palm of your hand, like a god with their worshipper. You'll be a merciful and loving god to your devotee, won't you?

Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia

comments and reblogs appreciated 🩷

[justanotherprofessionalfangirl]

Ich weiß nicht, wer von euch im Anne with an E fandom war, aber es gab da mal eine Theorie (oder war's canon?) über den Verlauf der dritten Staffel, die sich interessanter Weise auch auf Hörk anwenden lässt:

Er liebt mich, er liebt mich nicht.

An einem Punkt in AwaE hat Anne eine Blume in der Hand und macht den typischen "he loves me, he loves me not"-Trick und im Fandom ist aufgefallen, dass das auf die Folgen der 3. Staffel anwendbar war. Eine Folge he loves me, eine Folge he loves me not.

Ich habe festgestellt, dass dasselbe für Spatort gilt - wobei Leo der Blumenpflücker ist. Hier meine Erklärung:

1. Das fleißige Lieschen: Er liebt mich.

Adam kehrt nach Saarbrücken zurück, nach 15 Jahren Untertauchen und Funkstille, weil er durch ein Tauschgesuch die Gelegenheit gesehen hat, mit Leo zusammenzuarbeiten. Er sagt ihm, ich hab dich vermisst, und Leo, es ist alles gut, wir sehen einen seltenen Einblick in seinen Leo-zentrierten Beschützerinstinkt, der sofort rauskommt, wenn jemand (Esther, Pia) Leo kritisiert oder angreift, er stellt sich schützend vor, hinter und neben ihn, schaut ihn liebevoll an und macht seine Zuneigung deutlich.

2. Der Herr des Waldes: Er liebt mich nicht.

Adams Vater erwacht aus dem Koma und wird entlassen und Adam? Verschweigt es Leo. Obwohl der genauso in der Sache drinsteckt wie er selbst, obwohl er genau weiß, wie wichtig es für Leo wäre, das zu wissen, obwohl es theoretisch sogar Konsequenzen für ihn haben könnte. Er ist pampig und verschlossen und als er wieder in den Bunker zieht, leidet er still, ohne sich Leo auch nur einmal anzuvertrauen. Während Leo natürlich sofort merkt, dass etwas nicht stimmt, schweigt Adam und pöbelt stattdessen Esther an (Tischkickerszene). Und schließlich hält er Leo egoistischer Weise davon ab, zu schießen, ohne Lausch sofort erschießen zu müssen, obwohl er weiß, wie schwer Leo das alles seit der Spatensituation fällt.

3. Das Herz der Schlange: Er liebt mich.

Zu Beginn von HdS sehen wir Hörk erstmal, gemeinsam mit Esther und Pia, eine gute Zeit haben, der Konflikt aus dem HdW-Ende scheint bereinigt. Dann stirbt Roland Schürk und was ist Adams erste Tat? Er ruft Leo an, verabredet sich mit ihm. Sucht am See die Nähe zu ihm, körperlich und emotional, vertraut sich ihm diesmal an (soweit, wie er eben kommt). Als die Polizei auftaucht, sieht man Adam für einen Moment überlegen, ob Leo ihn soeben verraten hat - ein schmerzhaftes Gefühl. Doch statt ihn zu beschuldigen oder sich zu verschließen, wie es sonst der Fall ist, ist ihm nur eine Sache wichtig, Leo wissen zu lassen: Leo, ich war das nicht. Gleichzeitig erkennt man in Adams Flashback zur Nacht von Rolands Tod wieder seinen Beschützerinstinkt an seiner Reaktion, als Roland ihn auf Leo anspricht. Als sie es endlich schaffen und Leo Adam von der JVA abholt, scheinen die beiden sich näher denn je.

4. Die Kälte der Erde: Er liebt mich nicht.

Was unbeschwert und harmonisch beginnt, wird bald zum größten hörkschen Konflikt. Adam hat das Geld gefunden und behalten und verheimlicht es. Er trägt es kackfrech in seiner Sporttasche mit sich herum, nachdem er sich überfallen lässt und Leo dann anlügt, er sei vom Rad gefallen. Selbst, nachdem Leo ihn dazu bringt, ihm von dem Überfall zu erzählen, erzählt er ihm nichts vom Geld, lässt Leo nur widerwillig bei sich schlafen und mosert schon in der zweiten Nacht herum, als wolle er ihn loswerden. Während Leo immer verzweifelter versucht, Adam festzuhalten und ihm nah zu sein, hält der ihn immer auf einer Armlänge Abstand. Bis Leo mit seiner Hingabe ein bisschen zu weit geht und Adam entgültig der Kragen zu platzen scheint. Auf Leos sarkastisches, Adam Schürk, der Mittelpunkt der Welt, erwidert er seinen vielleicht verletzendsten Satz: Deiner Welt vielleicht und lässt Leo stehen. Als der am Ende des Films das Geld findet, geschieht ein vorerst entgültiger Bruch.

5. Der Fluch des Geldes: Er liebt mich.

Auch, wenn der Film mit dem größten Streit der beiden beginnt, wendet sich das Blatt bald zu etwas, das wir bis dahin noch nicht gesehen haben: die Rollen werden vertauscht. Adam entschuldigt sich nicht ganz direkt, gesteht Leo aber zu, einen Fehler gemacht zu haben und zeigt Reue. Als Leo ihn stehen lässt (erstmalig nicht andersherum), ist Adam aufgewühlt und ein bisschen verzweifelt. Leo pöbelt am Unfallort die Spusi an, während Adam sofort zur Hilfe kommt, Leos Nähe sucht, sich sorgt. Am nächsten Morgen versucht er ebenfalls mehrfach, auf verschiedene Weisen mit Leo zu interagieren und wird dabei stur ignoriert. Und dann ist es an Leo, einen Alleingang zu machen und Scheiße zu bauen, und an Adam, besorgte Nachfragen zu stellen, ihm hinterzufahren und stetig in seiner Nähe zu bleiben, um auf ihn aufzupassen. Er geht endlich wieder auf Leo zu (nicht mehr umgekehrt), sein Beschützerinstinkt kommt wieder zum Vorschein: Leo, es reicht, du bist angefixt / Wenn irgendeiner auch nur laut hustet, komm ich da rein / Schüttel das ab, Leo! Blicke, Worte und Taten sprechen hier alle eine Sprache und die ist so ziemlich das Gegenteil von KdE. Leo denkt, er sei Adam vollkommen und absolut scheißegal. Und Adam? Beweist innerhalb eines Tages das Gegenteil.

6. Das Ende der Nacht: Er liebt mich nicht.

Ich weiß nicht, ob es nur mir so ging oder es lediglich an der ungewohnten Gruppenaufteilung (Leo/Esther, Adam/Pia) liegt, aber irgendwie ist da eine Distanz zwischen Leo und Adam, die bisher nie so da war – klar war in FdG erstmal Funkstille, aber die hatte zumindest einen triftigen Grund und folgte auf einen großen Konflikt. Diese hier ist irgendwie stiller und deshalb umso beunruhigender. Wo es bisher immer absolut selbstverständlich war, dass Leo und Adam ein Team bilden und Pia und Esther das andere, ist diesmal kontinuierlich, bis zu Pias Entführung, neu gewürfelt. Leo und Adam führen bis ziemlich weit in den Film nicht ein wirklich persönliches Gespräch. Das, was Adam eigentlich definitiv Leo erzählen sollte, vertraut er stattdessen Pia an - Meine Mutter sagt, ich sei wie mein Vater. Dann diese seltsame, ambivalente Spannung zwischen eben diesen beiden, und sie wachen zusammen im Präsidium auf, während wir Leo eine ganze Weile gar nicht zu Gesicht bekommen. Und hier wird es interessant. Leo fragt auf seine gewohnt misstrauische Art nach Adams Rucksack, Esther schlägt eine WG vor, und ausgerechnet Leo ist derjenige, der das aus einem ziemlich unsinnigen Grund (Adams Rauchen, obwohl er ja eigentlich aufgehört hat) ablehnt, während Adam aussieht, als hätte er den Gedanken tatsächlich in Betracht gezogen.

Hier frage ich mich, ob sich das Blatt vielleicht gewendet hat und es nicht mehr nur um Adams Liebe geht, sondern auch um Leos? Ist mit FdG eine neue, gleichberechtigtere Beziehung entstanden und nun muss nicht mehr nur Leo um Adams Liebe kämpfen, sondern auch umgekehrt? Nur eine Idee.

Wichtige Themen werden auch weiterhin zwischen den beiden kurz gehalten und nicht wirklich vertieft und sowohl körperlich als auch emotional scheint es noch immer eine freundliche Distanz zu geben.

Dann aber das Ende: Leo, der sich für Pia und den ganzen Bunker aufopfert, Adam, der einen bewusstlosen Leo von Pia wegzerrt, Leo in Adams Schoß, blutend und nicht ansprechbar, und dann die letzte Einstellung von Adam: Schock, Verzweiflung, pure Panik. Es sieht aus, als würde Adam genau in diesem Moment erkennen, was Leo ihm wirklich bedeutet. Was es bedeuten könnte, wenn Leo einfach nicht mehr da wäre. Und das wiederum, wenn der ÖRR sich ein klitzekleines bisschen Mühe gibt und etwas aus ebenjener Reaktion macht, könnte meine Theorie weiterführen und würde auf wunderschöne und emotionale Weise ins Konzept passen: Spatort 7: Er liebt mich.

[sh4nksslvt]

!!Hello, good afternoon. Excuse me, I loved the story of the reader who has the ability to read stones. I don't remember his name. But can you make one where he escapes from CP9? The harem would be Lucci Kaku.Kalifa and Jabra But there the reader escapes but before he leaves them a gift I leave it to your imagination Please I would love to see one

glad u loved it! its not much but i hope u like this!!

Secrets in Stone

When CP9 stumbles across a mysterious stranger who can read poneglyphs, their mission turns from capture to chaotic obsession.

CP9 x gn! reader Tags: fluff, flirty, chaos a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only, so expect this ff cringe and oc word count: 828

masterlist | ko-fi

: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊

The day was supposed to be simple.

You perched atop a crumbled temple ruin, legs dangling over the mossy stone, casually brushing dust off an ancient poneglyph slab. The symbols glowed faintly under your touch, and you tilted your head thoughtfully before speaking aloud in a clear, ancient tongue.

A bird cawed somewhere above, startled into flight — but otherwise, the jungle remained eerily quiet.

Unbeknownst to you (well, actually, you had sensed them miles away — you weren’t clueless), five very unwanted visitors were lurking nearby.

“This is it,” Spandam whispered, waving his arms like an overexcited tour guide. “The ruin where the said energy signature came from! Move it, CP9!”

"Tch, keep your voice down, idiot," Lucci muttered, hands stuffed lazily into his pockets, but his eyes sharpened in the direction of your voice.

"Huh? You hear that?" Jabra’s ears twitched as he sniffed the air dramatically. "Someone’s already here!"

"Impossible," Kalifa adjusted her glasses, heels clicking softly as she moved through the brush. "No civilian could've bypassed the government’s perimeter."

"Unless they’re better than you," Kaku quipped with a cheeky grin.

Kalifa glared. "You wanna test that theory, Giraffe-boy?"

They emerged from the dense foliage like a pack of chaotic hyenas, just in time to see you — calm, glowing faintly under the light of the poneglyph — speaking it aloud.

Dead silence.

You finished the last line, tapping the stone gently as if saying goodbye to an old friend. "Huh. That was easier than last time." Then you turned casually, meeting four wide-eyed CP9 agents and one screeching Spandam.

"Wh-WHAT?! Another one who can READ THEM?!" Spandam screeched, practically foaming at the mouth. He turned to his agents. "Capture them immediately!! They're government property now!!!"

You dusted off your hands, unfazed. "…Tch. Was hoping to avoid this." You rolled your neck until it cracked and lazily picked up your weapon of choice — a strange-looking whip, glowing faintly with ancient runes.

.

.

Lucci blurred forward with Soru, fingers twitching with deadly Shigan precision. But you sidestepped smoothly, your own body flickering with a power that looked suspiciously like Soru — but faster, a custom technique you called "Phantom Step."

He grunted in surprise, landing where you were, not where you are.

Kaku came next, flipping into the air with Rankyaku, sending a blade of compressed air slicing toward you.

You spun your whip, the ancient runes shimmering. With a casual flick, the whip shattered the air blade with a crack that shook the ruins.

Kalifa tried to close in with her Awa Awa no Mi powers, bubbles already forming between her fingers, smirking.

"Don’t worry, I’ll make you nice and clean," she purred, blowing a kiss laced with shimmering soap bubbles.

You blew her a kiss back — and in the same motion, snapped your whip to dissolve her bubbles mid-air.

"Sorry, sweetheart," you teased coolly. "I don't do bubble baths on first dates."

Kalifa stammered, cheeks flushing pink.

And then, Jabra — sweet chaotic Jabra — lunged at you in hybrid wolf form, snarling, fangs bared.

"You won't be so cocky once I chew your—"

You ducked under him mid-sentence, used Phantom Step to appear behind him, and flicked his ear with two fingers. "Down, boy."

Jabra yelped, skidding face-first into a wall.

"WHAT ARE YOU FOUR DOING?! CAPTURE THEM!!" Spandam shrieked again.

The CP9 agents stood there, battle-ready… but weirdly hesitant.

Because now that they’d actually seen you — how you moved, how effortlessly you dismantled their attacks, the cool confidence radiating off you — …it was way less about capturing you and way more about "holy shit, they're hot."

"They're… impressive," Lucci muttered under his breath, narrowed eyes lingering on the curve of your mouth when you smirked.

"No kidding," Kaku agreed, grinning wide.

"I wanna wrestle them," Jabra said immediately.

"Pervert," Kalifa and Kaku said in perfect unison.

You stretched lazily, letting your whip dangle at your side. "Look," you said, voice dripping with casual arrogance, "I don’t have time for government clowns. I got bigger stones to read, if you know what I mean."

Jabra visibly wagged his tail.

You decided it was time to leave.

But not without a little gift.

Later that night, when CP9 regrouped at their makeshift camp — bruised, flustered, and thoroughly bewildered — they found something waiting for them in the center of their campfire:

A small, folded piece of parchment.

On it: a crude little doodle of all four CP9 members getting their asses handed to them by a stick-figure version of you, labeled “ME :)”. And underneath, in neat cursive: "Catch me if you can. - (Y/N)"

Spandam combusted from rage. The others?

Lucci stared at the note for a long time, a smirk twitching at the edge of his lips. Kaku burst out laughing, clutching his sides. Kalifa looked like she wanted to be mad, but was mostly trying to hide her blush. Jabra immediately declared he was “in love.”

[rabbitebooks]

did you know? the frequency of a rabbit's awawawa changes with the ambient outdoor temperature!

in theory, one can use the variances to quickly deduce a rough estimate of the degrees in fahrenheitheat outside; the most popular method is to count the number of individual awas in 15 seconds and add 40!

[callizinc]

YES.

i don't really mind shipping since it's been a fundamental part of fandom culture since 4ever, but I AGREE WITH YOU. ena is so non-romantic as a franchise that it's very difficult for any ship to have substance, but ahdhejf

a part of me dies when i see the nuances of canon disregarded for the sake of validating a ship. or for the sake of anything, actually. why are we ignoring canon, i ask, a tear sliding down my face.

why is ena a mother? why is ena a species?

seeing dbbq's release bring about a wave of new fans made me so hopeful for more people appreciating this incredible world and its characters, and then just. i see almost the entire fanbase throw away canon. the amount of "it's not that deep"s i've seen is enough to induce a psychotic episode in me

because IT IS deep. art will be intentional forever and always, and it kills meeeee to see people treating this masterpiece like it's a sequence of random events

Anon I am unsure how much i'll have to say on this particular war you've suffered because like i said I've tried really hard to ignore basically every fandom place that isn't my echo chamber #myechochamber Because of this exact reason. Because it's so fucking scary out there. Ojh that is so fucking scary + This post by my mutual eshi Shoutout literally never stops being true

But like. Yeah. 😭 Yeah. I just........ Well what is there to say. .....Yeah. AND THE THING IS. THE THING IS. I may be an annoying contrarian hater. but the truth is This exact thing has happened with everything that's ever existed, and it will continue to happen until the end of time. And well that's just the way it goes.

But tell me why I and i know many others waited 4 years for an extremely artistically talented game rich with beautiful artistry and interesting themes and meanings and just a wealth of amazingly cool things, Only for the majority of fans to either one: ignore it and throw their hands up and say "Lol it's all just random incomprehensibility for fun!!" or Two: to talk about FUCKING ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT ACTUALLY???? EVER?????? HAPPENED???????????????????? 😭😭😭😭😭

Sorry [My glowing red demon eye overtakes me]There are so many nice and whimsical people and mutuals on this blog. Y'all didn't see that. ignore that. But anon a part of me also dies every time i see that . All of those things. Can anyone fucking hear me. Please help me. 😭 I did not wait for 4 years for this to be the popular fandom landscape. (it's ok though....If i waited 4 years then By god i can wait out the storm. We can do this together anon)

Also:

Literally. literally. Literally Say That Shit . Like obviously i don't think the large majority of people who parrot that theory/interpretation are doing it with ANY sort of bad intention, I think they're. Either trying to make a genuine interpretation, or just completely making shit up. and playing toys 😭 EITHER WAY GENUINELY NO BAD INTENTIONS ANYWHERE HERE. I just still think it also Is so sucks and is bad And i hate motherhood headcanons YAYYYY

I also got crucified on twitter once like 2 years for saying I thought a popular fandom theory that awas around my old fandom was misogynistic, so. Maybe i'm wrong truly. It's all ok though. Who remembers my [EXTREMELY LOUD TRAIN SUDDENLY PASSES BY] era. Anyway

I will say some of that theory i've also seen isn't necessarily saying she "birthed the humanboard" but rather the usage of the term "birth" is supposed to be analogous and/or reminiscent of like. A past. ......miscarriage. or sometjing. Sorry i'm realizing how insane I sound as i say this but in my defense That's because this take is also so sucks. If you want the only good ena mother theory ever been made Stream this post by my mutual cube-cumb3r REAL!

Also say that shit, Because assuming children and the typical child adult growth cycle even exists in the ena world , If ena was put in the care of any child she'd get thrown out in 5 minutes for trying to sell pyramid schemes to their parent, yelling swears at the kid for no reason, Or both. #AbortThatThang

[ilikelookingatthings]

Connections, parallels, contrasts and Patterns in Miraculous Ladybug.

The thought I have decided to chew on today is that miraculous ladybug doesn't give alot of characters time to shine and develope on the surface....alot of characters deal with a lack of screen time and even when characters do get screen time they can seem to contradic or repeat aspects we already know.

But I was thinking about a essay I had written a while back about color theroy and how it can be used to get across information or a idea very quickly...having the audience fill in the blanks. It had been about Barbie and the 12 dancing princesses and how with so many characters most of them didn't really have a way to stand out much especially with the limited animation and not having much screen time....heck even the basics of their personalities don't get shown that often....but I had noticed that the colors each princesses had was a slight shorthand for what we shoukd associate with them.

The two sporty sisters seemed to have green and brown fir nature for example from what i remember. The bookish older one wore a darker blue which showed she was more mature and intelligent ect ect. I probably posted it on here somewhere and forgot about it but you get the gist. Rather than just color theroy it made me think about how despite the little screen time they trued to get across personality of aspects of what each girl was like and what she wasn't like with the colors each girl wore that helped echo their gimmick. And hkw that helped give a boost to maje them more individual despite it nkt actually giving them more scenes to flesh them out...and how contrasting them with eachother had those minimal scenes of personality stick out better.

My point isn't really about color theory right now, so much as how little things are comparing them to others can help develop characters with limited screen time. What do the similarities tell us? What do the contrasts? What dpes this dynamic that has parallels with another dynamic say? Ect ect.

So I've decided to try to list of comparisons and contrasts and what it might be trying to tell us about characters, dynamics and themes through the show since we might have alot of episodes but because everything can seem a bit....stagnant? Repetitive? I feel like maybe I can gleen more info from the patterns that repeat.

If anyone has others add them in the notes or add it in a reblog and what you think it might mean or say about other characters or themes.

The list beginins now.

Has anyone ever noticed that the bubbler episode could feel like symbolism with Gabriel and Emilie? Bubbler is Nino who had wanted to throw adrien a party abd tried to ask reasonably but was kicked out....Nino had felt it wss unfair and despite his sincere intentions to throw Adrien a party....Nino agreed to the hawkmkth powers due to his negative emotions clouding his judgment to get wgat he wanted(something reasonable for someone he cares about who has low exoectations) where he trapped everyone who was a adult in bubbles and made people go to a party nino set up...a party that Adrien DID want yet had expected would be denied from the begining and he had told Nino not to try. Metaphorically Gabriel being bubbler who thinks its unfair that Emilie doesn't get to live so tries to solve it but gets his intentions twisted by the power where he doesn't see he is getting innocents involved and that Emilie might have wanted to live but didn't want others stuck in this situation...like all the akuma attacks or the world destroyed and recreated with her being okay....just saying tge adults trapped in bubbles while the kids are stuck in a party and nino thinking it was fir the best....just saying after seeing Emilie parents....especually the dad....it kind of feels like something.

Rose and her sickness where the only one who knew was Julieta where Julieta had to keep it a secert becayse rose didn't want people to treat her differently or pity her and how it ate awary at Julieka thinking her best friend(potential girlfriend?) might due ir faje a turn fir the worst and how Julia had fekt comfortable when adrien and mari listened even if mari getting others involved to help was a blessing and a curse since shevdidnt Havertown deal with it alone anymore....but they honestly couldn't act natural around rose so rose got upset and Julieta felt guilty.

And how technically adrien's mom got sick from the use of the peacock and it was technically kept quiet about. No one outside of the family knew and no one officially talked to adrien about it. They tried to hide the sickness from adrien. So adrien had to deal with what he suspected by himself unable to bring it up to anyone.....but another angle is Gabriel tried to fix the situation by himself as the guardians weren't around to ask for help and felt helpless to help Emilie just as Julieka felt helpless when it came to rose and how there was nothing julieka could do about it. And how rose just didn't want to mane a big deal about it and ve treated like glass...but by trying go make juljeka keept it a secert that unintentionally put alot of pressure on julieka to pretend like things are fine while they are not. And I am nlt jyst saying that finding out gabriel had a punk phase during his youth. Majes you wonder if a slightly similar situation was happening with the mom. She wanted to enjoy what time she has left but that pit pressure on gabriel to be fine even thoigh he just wanted Emilie to be healthy. But could also echo nathalie.

There are strong parallels between marinette and nino and alya and adrien that don't get brought up alot. Nino when he first had a crush on mari he hid, stumbled over his words, back tracked and would blurt out stuff or even the opposite of what he means due to his nerves just like Marinette does with her crush on adrien. He actually went to adrien for advice even though adrien was homeschooling abd whose only friend was chloe and adrien did have solid advice about just talking to mari and being yourself just as alya would advise mari to just talk to adrien and be herself.

Both Aliya and Adrien tried to wingman their bestues into a zoo hang out and were talking to the ither through a ear piece while hiding in bushes as support and feeding the other lines even though mari and nino would self sabotage out of stress. Nino strait up said he liked alya to nari despite mari being his crush and just needing to repeat what adrien says just like mari would often sabotage herself around adrien despite Alta and the girls setting to stage. Alya said she viewed nino as just a friend just like adrirn calls mari a friend and yet ended up dating nino by the end of the episode just as adrien is now dating mari. Nino lied about liking alya at first just like mari said she liked chat in weredad. Both mari and nino come up with plans with code names. Mari had flower code names for operation flower garden while nino had sauce code names. Both mari and nino are creative as he has his music abd mari has her fashion/art. Not to mention nino sensed or was out of character for adrien to send that message when feljx first appeared just like mari senses it while Alya wanted to go full punishment mode kind of like how adrien reacted to finding out Kim had traumatized mari.

Both nino and mari came up with elaborate sneaking around costumes and jump to conclusions based on circumstantial evidence and get really jealous and let that color their view(looking at you rockatear) and ignored advice depending on circumstances. Mari gets jealous more often but both nino and mari jump to conclusions abd worry someone cooler can appear and mkst impprtsntly...bkth are usually wrong about the assumption of whats happening.

Nino became a hero to help alya...not neesacarily because he wanted to be a hero just as mari was reluctant to be a hero but was inspired by alya being in danger(mari was also inspired seeing akya stand up to chloe just as nino admired that adrien stood up to chloe during the gum incident as soon as he understood what chloe was doing despite chloe being his only friend). I know people often see alya as the ladybug and nino as the chat noir(especially after alya became scarabella and I think plagg mentioned wanting to choose nino as a backup) and since alga is mari's best friend while nino is adrien's best friend.....but I think there is something to be said with how nino is more similar to marinette and alya is similar to adrien.

Both adrien and alya are excited to be super heros from the get-go. Excited to come up with names and had transformation poses at the ready from the beginning. Both alya and adrien call out chloe immediately in the origin episode. It took both alya and chat to encourage mari fkr her to cone back out as ladybug. Bkth chat abd alya know how to flirt and be confudent about it. Both were interested in ladybugs identity. Both are besties with marinette. Bkth encourage mari. Both are fairly straitfirward about their romantic feelings. Both have sarcastic kwamis. Both asrien and alya are emotional support fkr marinette/ladybug. The few times chat abd alya get to interact they have fun banter and blth have to deal with their respective best friends jumping yo conclusions and brushing past their advice. Both can be a bit reckless with themselves and are pretty confident in themselves most of the time. Both have figured out nari's identity and in that vein akya figured out nino just as adrien has figured out mari before. Abd when akha faltered and got too ahead kf herself in scarabella he was a great support to alya as chat so she would have faith in herself again while alya woukd vouch for mari to talk to chat or adrien when akya gekt there was something bothering chat or most recently about the secerts mari has been keeping about his dad.

Alya and adrien also both almost fell fir the chloe is ladybug lie and are the new kids in the class.

Julieka is more pessimistic with black hair like mari while rose is positive and blonde like adrien. Rose as Pigella had pigtails like mari while Julieka is the tiger like chat(plus wants to be a model). Plus had dad issues like adrien with a slightly complicated family dynamic with a mom, a dad and the dad's girlfriend who is a assistant could is you squint abd turn you head remind you of Emilie, gabriel and nathalie.

The mom being jagged original guitar player in the band and him avoiding facing his kids til luka as truth popped that bubble becahse he hates hard talks involving himself...would make you think how chat is ladybugs original partner who keeps being left behind or in most cases leaves ladybug hinself when ge thinks he isnt being treated properly(siren, catwalker) or when he thinks she can do better(new york special, catwalker). But also how the mom kept the information about the dad from julieka and luka for years like how gabriel js keeping info.

I have more but I'm tired so I'll update again later

[frankencanon]

One Piece Theory Regarding the Vinsmokes' Genetic Modifications — Specifically Their Eyebrows

(Hopefully this hasn't been done already...)

Hypothesis:

Vinsmoke Judge's research into Human Modification involved Devil Fruits. Specifically, he was trying to give his children Devil Fruit abilities without drawbacks such as a weakness to water and Seastone/Kairōseki.

Evidence:

Please take note of the image above. Notice any common denominators...? That's right, you guessed it — swirls! Every single fruit has swirls on it, whether on the body of the fruit itself or on the stem. And you know what else has swirls? The Vinsmoke siblings' eyebrows. In fact, if you look at certain fruits (such as the Gomu, Hana, Awa, Mochi, Bijo, and Ope fruits) you will notice that the stems look literally identical to the siblings' eyebrows. Coincidence? I think not!

Most of the siblings seem to each possess a unique ability that their fellow siblings do not share, almost as if they'd each eaten different Devil Fruits; Reiju has "Poison Pink" (poison fruit?), Ichiji has "Sparking Red" (spark fruit?), and Yonji has "Winch Green" (winch fruit???).

Thanks to Caesar Clown and his SMILE fruits, we know that it's canonically possible for a person to artificially replicate the effects of a Devil Fruit.

Caesar's faulty fruits lacked the distinct swirls present on actual Devil Fruits; Thus, there is likely a connection between the lack of swirls, and the fact that the SMILE fruits are faulty.

[Spoiler Alert for Chapters 698 and 840] Both Judge and Caesar based their scientific experiments on the "Lineage Factor" (referred to as the "blueprint of life itself, present in all living organisms") that was discovered by both Vegapunk and Judge working together — without it, neither the Vinsmokes' genetic modifications nor Caesar's SMILEs would have been possible. In other words, their experiments are intrinsically linked with one another.

[Spoiler Alert for Chapters 1077-1078] Vinsmoke Judge and Caesar Clown, both previously members of MADS — an illegal scientific research institute headed by Vegapunk himself — have recently joined forces to create their own organization which they have dubbed NEO MADS. Why is this relevant? Because if you consider the previous points of evidence... Caesar Clown has succeeded in creating faulty, mock Devil Fruits that are lacking the swirls characteristic of real Devil Fruits. Vinsmoke Judge has succeeded in creating genetically modified humans with superhuman abilities who possess swirly eyebrows reminiscent of Devil Fruits. Caesar has the fruits, Judge has the swirls... Combine them, and you just might get a fully functional artificial Devil Fruit.

...Okay, that got a bit away from there.

But what I was trying to say is that I believe the swirly eyebrows to be related to Devil Fruits since (1) they both have similar swirls, and (2) because I know that Judge and Caesar have recently teamed up, and the only thing that was missing from Caesar's SMILEs (visually, at least) was the swirls.

Creator of Non-Swirly Fruit + Creator of Swirly Eyebrows = Creation of Swirly Fruit. Yes?

Yes.

Also relevant: [Spoiler Alert for Chapter 1007] Apparently Dr. Vegapunk was able to create a mostly-but-not-totally-successful replica of a Devil Fruit — the Uo Uo no Mi, Model: Seiryu — that was unintentionally eaten by Momonosuke.

He was only able to do this thanks to his knowledge of the Lineage Factor, and access to Kaidou's own.

In other words!

TL;DR:

The creation of artificial Devil Fruits and the genetic modification of the Vinsmoke siblings are intrinsically linked via the Lineage Factor.

Because of this, I believe that Judge's genetic modifications and experiments on his children involved Devil Fruits in some way, shape, or form — and that is why their eyebrows swirl like the stems of Devil Fruits.

[hanasnx]

drunk

WARNINGS: my take on the rare occasion of anakin getting drunk and hitting on you. not proofread, i got inspired and wrote it in one sitting. fluff i think? no y/n

ANAKIN SKYWALKER does not like drinking. he doesn't care for the taste of it, or how it makes him feel, or the disillusion that comes with it. he cannot be persuaded to try it if he doesn't agree to it himself. he's a lightweight which makes for disaster if he does not limit himself. on a rare night, in a rare mood, making a rare appearance, anakin allows some of his comrades to invite him to their 79s bar. the demographic is exclusive, but they sneak him in by covering up his curls, his striking scar, and his recognizable face with a cap.

they're surprised to find their general knows how to drink. how he knocks his head back in a precise motion as he downs a shot, pouring it directly down his throat instead of allowing it to linger on his tongue. how he sucks in a breath through his nose and frowns as he always does. even as they grip his shoulders and shake him in congratulations, exchanging laughs and commending him on his bravery for coming out tonight.

before long, they realize he's not all there. his vision is hazy, and he says nothing unless it's necessary. movements slow, swaying lightly in his seat. they prod and tease him, "you alright, gen?" and he offers them a curt nod in response. they keep putting shots in front of him, and they jeer every time he accepts them. his lips press into a thin line, a permanent and uninviting scowl plastered on his features, deepening with each gulp. one of the officers joke about what kind of drunk he is. one theorized he's the angry type, like when a bull sees red. it sets off a chain reaction, his troops seeking out a red situation to direct their general towards. to define if the theory is correct. who knows when the next time'll be when he allows this behavior, they should fulfill their entertainment.

"gen," a nickname for the special occasion. the last thing they need is calling army-men attention to the hero-with-no-fear in this bar. anakin lulls his head in their direction. he appears annoyed in a tired sort of way, which earns a chuckle from his companion. "you see that broad over there?" he gestures discretely towards you a few feet away. sat at the bar, you sip at your drink, while the booth anakin occupies watches his reaction with bated breath. he swings around, pivoting in your direction, blinking gently, and returning to the trooper to nod. "she's been keeping an eye on you since you got here. go talk to her." while he presented his challenge, an officer slid another shot to the intoxicated general. as if he moves through molasses, anakin glances toward the glass, downs it like he's done the others, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, and gets up. it earns him cheers, and when he stumbles backwards, they're quick to outstretch their arms, catching him and propelling him forward.

uneven strides finally meet you, bracing himself on the bar in a way that jars you, side-eyeing him as you tuck your cup closer to yourself in case a stray hand knocks it over.

you had expected that he approached the bar to order, instead he props his elbow onto the surface, and rests his cheek against his palm. his gaze completely on you, not even an attempt to seem apologetic or uninterested. he says nothing.

his squad has never seen him so relaxed, that pose completely unfamiliar to them. they hush each other's giggles.

you break the silence first. "can i help you?"

he nods. "hi."

an uproar behind him causes you to turn to face its source, and the booth of officers make themselves look busy. anakin is unwavering, and you clear your throat uncomfortably.

"is this one of those bets?" you ask.

one single, bored reply: "no."

you sigh, impatient. "what do you want?"

"i dunno." a leisure shrug, and he fixes his posture, clanging his free elbow onto the table to incline into your space. instinctively, you arch away. "what're you drinking?" the inquiry paired with his gaze boring into your glass.

"fucking maker, you're wasted." you move to gather your things, sliding off of your stool to collect your credits to pay your tab.

"oh, he's bombing, lads, he's bombing. we better go get him." the troopers agree among themselves, venturing over.

anakin hears the shuffling of their boots, and makes an obvious show of giving them a thumbs-up signal. one officer slaps it down but you'd already seen it. "your friend's a real piece of work. is he always like this?" you spit.

"no, ma'am, promise. he never drinks. we didn't know what he would do."

"make sure he's cut off for the night. he can't be going around like that." you chastise, shouldering your purse.

"absolutely, ma'am, absolutely."

"do you like me?" the words coming from anakin's mouth surprise his surrounding comrades, and the vulnerable nature of them causes your brows to furrow as your gaze lands on him.

"i don't know you." you answer him, and one of the officer's takes the opportunity to pay your tab for you. you cross your arms, some of your anger diffused and your venom cooled. after getting a good look at him, you realize what a handsome face he possesses.

"you should." no sooner had those two words left his lips than his friends erupt in a mixture of chuckles and dismissals. barely staying upright on his own, yet he manages such a smooth line.

"he's had a lot to drink, ma'am, we're gonna get him home. sorry to bother you." the phrase falls on deaf ears, as you're lost in anakin's intense and unwavering eye contact. confident as ever.

[yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere]

so, alright, here are the movies/MEDIA that make me go *oh shit I'm so bi, omg bisexual panic*

so, alright, here are the MOVIES that make me go *oh shit I'm so bi, omg bisexual panic*

(it can be very bi-vibes movies or simply movies that make me feel how very deeply i love being bi, or the ones i just enjoy rewatching-not necessarily with bi/queer representation!) : Red, White & Royal Blue 2023 , Wicked (Part 1) 2024 , The Mummy 1999, The Little Mermaid 2023, The Little Mermaid 1989, Anne Of Green Gables 1985, Anne Of Green Gables:The Sequel 1987, Anne of Green Gables: The Continuing Story 2000, The Road to El Dorado 2000 (the iconic Both. Both is good), Mulan 1998, RENT 2005, The Cutting Edge 1992, Ten Inch Hero 2007, Rebel Without A Cause 1955, The Fallout 2021, Better Off Dead 1985, According To Greta 2009, Anastasia 1997, Serendipity 2001, Running for Grace 2018, The Christmas Secret 2014, Cinderella 2021, The Idea of You 2024, Rise Of The Guardians 2012, 10 Things I Hate About You 1999, Do Revenge 2022, Charlie’s Angels 2019, Bottoms 2023, Cadet Kelly 2002, Lemonade Mouth 2011, The Perfect Man 2005, The Lizzie McGuire Movie 2003, A Cinderella Story 2004, Agent Cody Banks 2003, Roman Holiday 1953, My Babysitter's a Vampire 2010(MBAV), Purple Hearts 2022, Carry-On 2024, The Little Vampire 2017, John Tucker Must Die 2006, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies 2016, The Princess and The Frog 2009, The Addams Family 1991, Addams Family Values 1993, Treasure Planet 2002, Atlantis: The Lost Empire 2001, The Favourite 2018, Challengers 2024, The Runaways 2010, Upgraded 2024, Fallen 2016, The Half Of It 2020, A Biltmore Christmas 2023, Feel The Beat 2020, My Old Ass 2024, Time Cut 2024, Ice Princess 2005, Zootopia 2016, La Dolce Villa 2025, Heart Eyes 2025, Picture This 2025, Starstruck 2010, To All the Boys I've Loved Before 2018 + To All the Boys: P.S. I Still Love You 2020 + To All the Boys: Always and Forever 2021, The Princess and the Pea 2002, The Life List 2025, Love, Simon2018, Coraline 2009, The Greatest Showman 2017, The Game Plan 2007, The Craft: Legacy 2020, Descendants (2015) & Descendants 2 (2017) & Descendants 3 (2019), Tom and Jerry: The Movie 1992, Wendy Wu: Homecoming Warrior 2006, Scooby-Doo and the Ghoul School 1988, (but also like SD anything, tv & movies 60s 70s 80s 90s 00s and more!!), The Hating Game 2021, Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Lightning Thief 2010, The Perks of Being a Wallflower 2012, The Duff 2015, Beauty & the Briefcase 2010, Raise Your Voice 2004, Winter Spring Summer or Fall 2024, Death of a Unicorn 2025, How to Train Your Dragon 2010 & How to Train Your Dragon 2 2014 & How to Train Your Dragon: The Hidden World 2019, Snow White 2025, The Cutting Edge: Chasing the Dream 2008 & The Cutting Edge: Fire and Ice 2010, (+ will probably keep adding to this soon-ish)

+TV SHOWS that my bi heart loves:

One Tree Hill(OTH), Shadow and Bone, Roswell 90s(OG), White Collar, Reign, Mary & George, Heartstopper, XO, Kitty, Wild Cards, Living for the Dead, Warrior Nun, Wednesday, Maxton Hall : The World Between Us (2024), Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous(JWCC) & Jurassic World Chaos Theory (JWCT) , Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Dawson's Creek, Anne Shirley 2025 (Anime) + AWAE/ Anne with an E 2017-2019, Vampire Academy 2022, Fallen 2024, Willow, Dickinson, Heartbreak High, Bridgerton (S2!), Teen Titans, Legacies, TheAddamsFamily(1964-1966), Love Victor, My Babysitter's a Vampire(MBAV)(2011-2012), Finding Carter, Lab Rats, Star-Crossed, Lockwood&Co, Queer As Folk, The L Word, Sabrina The Teenage Witch 90s, Shadowhunters, Lizzie McGuire, Ginny & Georgia, Get Even (2020), Geek Girl (2024), Agatha All Along, Sabrina: The Animated Series 1999 , Never Have I Ever, Lucifer, DC' Titans, The Royals, Cruel Intentions 2024, Adventures of The Gummi Bears, The Duck Tales, Tom and Jerry, Fantaghiro 1999, The Scooby Doo Show (70s), Scooby Doo Where Are You? (60s-70s), What's New Scooby Doo?(2002), The Trouble with Miss Switch+ Miss Switch To The Rescue, Pulse 2025, Motorheads 2025,

-also bi4bi stories: Fiyero Tigelaar & Elphaba Thropp(FIYERABA)(Wicked (Part 1) 2024), Morticia & Gomez Addams(The Addams Family), Li Shang & Mulan(Mulan1998), Peyton Sawyer/ Rachel Gatina & Brooke Davis (BREYTON/BRACHEL)(OTH-One Tree Hill, canon to me idk), Ariel & Eric (ERIEL)(The Little Mermaid-TLM, also canon for me), Alina Starkov & Mal Oretsev(MALINA)(SAB-Shadow And Bone, also canon f me), Kate Sharma & Anthony Bridgerton(KATHONY/KANTHONY),(Bridgerton since S2, yup, this is how i see them), Kitty Song Covey & Min Ho Moon (MOONCOVEY/KINHO)(XO, Kitty), Kenji Kon & Brooklynn(KENLYNN/BROOKJI?)(JWCC-JWCT-Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous-Jurassic World Chaos Theory), Percy Jackson & Annabeth Chase(PERCABETH)(Percy Jackson and The Olympians), (ANYHOW let’s stop assuming any f&f or m&m couples are lesbian/gay and f&m straight because BISEXUAL PEOPLE EXIST!)

+MUSICALS on Broadway/ West End that my bi heart adores just beyond:

Wicked, Anastasia , Hadestown, RENT , Tick Tick BOOM, Redwood, The Little Mermaid, Next To Normal, The Phantom Of The Opera, Moulin Rouge! , The Lightning Thief (The Percy Jackson Musical), The Addams Family, Gay Card, Dear Evan Hansen, EPIC The Musical, Maybe Happy Ending, SUNSET BLVD. 2024.,THE JONATHAN LARSON PROJECT, Evita, The Great Gatsby, Little Shop Of Horrors, West Side Story, Beetlejuice, Aladdin, The Color Purple, Les Misérables, American Idiot Musical, Jekyll & Hyde Musical, The Outsiders, Spring Awakening, The Secret Garden musical, Some Like It Hot Musical, The Greatest Showman musical,

+BOOKS/ BOOK SERIES that my bi heart absolutely LOVES:

Artemis Fowl Series by Eoin Colfer, Shatter Me Series by Tahereh Mafi, The Folk Of The Air Series by Holly Black, The Diviners Series by Libba Bray, The Devouring Gray Duology by C.L. Herman, GRISHAVERSE books (Six of Crows!!, Shadow and Bone, King of Scars-3 mini series) by Leigh Bardugo , This Woven Kingdom Series by Tahereh Mafi , Fallen Series by Lauren Kate, Elixir Series by Hilary Duff, The Cemetery Of Forgotten Books Series by C. R. Zafón, The Keys To The Kingdom Series by Garth Nix, Infinity Cycle Series by Adam Silvera, Anne Of Green Gables Series by L. M. Montgomery, Bloodlines Series & Vampire Academy Series by Richelle Mead, An Ember In The Ashes Series by Sabaa Tahir, The Selection Series by Kiera Cass + STANDALONES Lauren Kate-Unforgiven (standalone book in my opinion), Eoin Colfer- Airman, David Nicholls- One Day, Gayle Forman-Just One- Day & Year & Night (mini series), Vanessa Len-Only a Monster (mini series here too), Adam Silvera- History Is All You Left Me, Adam Silvera- They Both Die At The End , Adam Silvera- The First To Die At The End, Becky Albertalli-Imogen,Obviously, Mason Deaver- I Wish You All The Best(+short novella here!), Casey McQuiston-Red, White & Royal Blue, Casey McQuiston- The Pairing, Casey McQuiston-I Kissed Shara Wheeler, Casey McQuiston-One Last Stop, Aaron H Aceves-This Is Why They Hate Us, Page Powars-The Borrow a Boyfriend Club, M. K. Lobb-To Steal from Thieves, Wen-yi Lee- The Dark We Know, Mason Deaver-The Feeling Of Falling In Love, Sophie Gonzales-The Law Of Inertia, H.E.Edgmon-The Witch King & The Fae Keeper (duology!) , H.E.Edgmon-Godly Heathens & Merciless Saviors (mini series here!) , Carlos Ruiz Zafón- The Midnight Palace, Isabel Abedi- Whisper Haunted House, Francis Scott Fitzgerald- The Love Of Last Tycoon, Leo Tolstoy- Anna Karenina, S. E. Hinton- The Outsiders, Becky Albertalli & Adam Silvera-Here's to Us & What If It's Us (duology), Amanda Woody- Exes & Foes + They Hate Each Other,

+ATM Magazine(Anything That Moves Magazine)(1990-2001) : .https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/ &https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/#scans &https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/#about

(will keep adding here probably!)

+https://www.goodreads.com/review/list/139102124?shelf=bi-bisexual-characters-done-well

-also bi4bi stories: Violet Saunders & Isaac Sullivan (The Devouring Gray + The Deck Of Omens (duology), Kit Fairfield & Theo Flowerday(The Pairing), Noah Byrd & Asher Price (The Borrow A Boyfriend Club),Jonah Collins & Dylan Ramirez (They Hate Each Other), Nathan Allan & Ben Benjamin De Backer (I Wish You All The Best +I’ll Be Home For Christmas),

https://www.instagram.com/the_bi_library/ & @ the-bi-library here on tumblr!!

BOOKS TO LEARN MORE ABOUT BISEXUAL HISTORY & ACTIVISM:https://www.tumblr.com/ruimtetijd/686000390089621504/list-of-books-about-bi-history-and-activism-from

+ https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Q--nIkJu0OS0BgiyZmdKVwOVg1G90SFzWijNDWFTt58/edit#heading=h.wqkaxpi7o5je

+about THE MUSIC:

love you all, we need MORE bisexuality in media!!

+some links:

The Bisexual Flag, its meaning and history!:https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/762664140472008704?source=share + Lani Kaʻahumanu talking about how bisexuals have ALWAYS been around!:https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/762663819491328000?source=share

.https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/ &https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/#scans &https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/#about

also i recommend this podcast ‘A Little Queer Podcast’ by two incredible bisexual people Capri Campeau and Ashley Whitfield. episode linked here, ‘Debunking Bisexual Myths and Stereotypes’ :https://open.spotify.com/episode/3wcP8HBIY0IyVxROjpZPNg?si=TIHDv-eFQi-mdsCS6zKzNA (all covered here for real!) +also check ‘A Bit Fruity Podcast’ by Matt Bernstein (very educating one!!) + Bisexual Brunch Podcast (UK) by 3 bisexual people, 2 men and 1 woman! here:https://open.spotify.com/show/3tH2DAjYrk2cXdYRSqt5nS?si=2ae6bb60b1534366

let’s talk about biphobia/Kit Connor (Max Hovey TikTok) important video:https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/770851818143186944?source=share +Bisexuality has never excluded trans and non-binary people. Please stop spreading this lie. It actively harms trans/n-b bi people and bi people with trans/n-b partners. STOP BI ERASURE :https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/770848612526735360?source=share + WHAT IS BISEXUAL ERASURE:https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/770848534830399488?source=share + ‘ANYTHING THAT MOVES’ ATM 90s Bisexual Magazine is Shockingly Relevant Today--- Despite the joy of reading this bi-centric work, however, it's telling how little has changed since 1991--The first several stanzas of "This Poem Can Be Put Off No Longer" by Susan Carlton, featured in the first issue of 'Anything That Moves.' Credit: Anything That Moves / The poem continues, but the point is clear from the start: Bisexual people aren't believed for who they are. They're belittled and told to "choose a side," that they're bisexual for attention. It's difficult to think that this poem is over 30 years old. The poem "truly could've been written yesterday... or 50 years ago," said Marshall. "How long do we have to keep screaming the same things to the world over and over until people stop pretending we're speaking another galaxy's language?" --- The solace of Anything That Moves, however, is that even though progress has been slow, fellow bisexual people can relate to the shared experience detailed in its pages.:https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/770848263124500480?source=share

THIS song (bi bi bi THIS IS OUR SONG!!) by Sub-Radio (the lead vocalist Adam Bradley is bisexual♥) :https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765512527066087424?source=share &https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765512891127480320?source=share + THIS BAND SINGING THE BLACK PARADE but make it ever more queer pride parade♥ :https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765565710891155456?source=share &https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765565917201612800?source=share (you’re scaring Ron you’re scaring Rooonn) + an awakening with HSM(?) :https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765565797378719744/mndvx-subradioband-happy-pride-yal-anyone?source=share

(+IMPORTANT) (Nov,2023)-A Bit Fruity Podcast (created by Matt Bernstein (gay American Jewish man) Ep with Moe Dabbagh, a gay Palestinian American with family currently in Gaza. ‘Queers for Palestine & The Power of Pinkwashing’. Palestine has been occupied for more than 76 years now, since 1948 year. This ep gives you a LOT of information, especially if you are one of the people who can’t see right through the propaganda; or the ones who go ‘well if you’re gay then go to Gaza and see how that goes for you’. Queer Liberation is a liberation of Palestinian people. We can’t have one without the other. Free Palestine. Free all the people that are not yet free. This is where we start!! Ep on youtube :https://youtu.be/Xsgdk-DDSXc on spotify :https://open.spotify.com/episode/62WOjKJYih6lhuisP8tmZH?si=soRArGs1QeWqEzEaiSVlUg on iheartcom:https://www.iheart.com/podcast/269-a-bit-fruity-with-matt-ber-117844074/episode/queer-palestinians-the-power-of-129612460/(keep learning & keep showing up!)

!!.http://alqaws.org/siteEn/index & https://queersinpalestine.noblogs.org/ + https://www.instagram.com/queersinpalestine/

[marmotish]

Freyja in Goblet of Fire AU

Had returned from a mission to report to Moody. Discovered he had gone missing.

No one knows where he disappeared off to, but it’s okay. He does this.

Freyja knows he does this too, but maybe its because she had knocked over an old picture frame of her during her first year, one she shared with Rowan, that she couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was wrong.

So she tries to distract herself with work. Somehow unrelated reports start to connect, and she gains a theory that supposedly retired and formally arrested death eaters were gathering, but for what? Why?

She learns from Chester who finally figured out where Mad-Eye Moody was: Hogwarts. Which was kind of weird because even when he takes on roles like this, he’s always making sure he’s up to date with missions and giving counsel, but he’s been very quiet and unresponsive while in Hogwarts.

Anyway, there is also a triwizard tournament happening, but Freyja still needs to talk to Moody, or if no other option, Cornelius Fudge. These reoccurring reports couldn’t be hand-waved.

She and Chester go to Hogwarts, him chatting about his younger brother Rodger.

No one is at the school? Of course they aren’t. The talking paintings point them in the direction of the maze.

At this point, Freyja feels sick to her stomach. Something was REALLY wrong. She didn’t know what, but more dots are starting to connect as she and Chester hurry towards the gigantic maze within the quidditch pitch.

They manage to get inside, and meet Fudge. Fudge waves Freyja off, insisting that she was working too much when she tries to talk to him.

Rodger spots Chester and rushes over to greet his brother.

Bill and Charlie suddenly flag her, surprised and pleased to see her again, and she finds herself near Arthur Weasley and his friend Amos Diggory. She’s too distracted, desperately looking for Moody. She finally spots him in the crowd and tries to wave him dow—huh? Why was he skulking awa—

FLASH!!

The crowd goes wild as the winners of the triwizard tournament pop out of the maze via a portkey.

The band is playing. Everyone is excited. Freyja’s a bit overwhelmed, but maybe she had been overworking herself and overthinking things and should rela—

A piercing scream of horror cuts through the celebration.

Freyja and Chester immediately race down towards the screamer, a Beauxbaton girl, and see what she had seen before the professors and ministers started gathering.

Two boys holding onto—no.

One boy holding the portkey and prize in one hand. The other hand holding the body of another boy.

Cedric Diggory.

Freyja had only met the young hufflepuff boy in passing at best when she had still been in Hogwarts. However, she is suddenly recalling the then younger boy’s bright and warm smile, trying and failing to recognize him in the vacant, haunted expression of the corpse of one who was older, yet still felt impossibly young.

She sees Rowan in place of him for a moment.

She vaguely hears the boy who lived sob as he tells Dumbledore “He’s BACK! HE’s back!!”

She doesn’t need to hear the name to know who HE is.

She needs to find Mad-Eye—no. First she and Chester needed to—

“Let me through! LET ME THROUGH!!!!”

Amos Diggory rushes past her, and she weakly connects his surname to that of Cedric’s before he screams for his son.

His boy.

Freyja finds herself back in the forbidden forest. She hears someone scream Rowan’s name even though she would never hear them again.

Was it Merula or Ben Crying?

She couldn’t tell.

She couldn’t hear.

She couldn’t see.

No…no…no…..

Chester suddenly holds her.

Freyja numbly realized SHE was crying.

She closed her eyes, all the world still and quiet…even if just for a moment of peace within this new nightmare.

I had to draw this little piece inspired by your ask because ✨a n g s t✨

[sapphic-agent]

I'm curious! What are your thoughts on Lilith? What are your theories and predictions on her? What do you hope to see from the show on her?

Thank you for asking!

I have a lot of thoughts on Lilith. For one, we know it can't be a coincidence that both her and Alastor left around the same time. We know Alastor isn't at full power because of a deal he made. There's a lot pointing to Lilith being the one he made a deal with, ergo her being the one who has him on a leash.

It explains why he sought Charlie out in the first place. He made it clear in the pilot (yes I finally watched it) that he doesn't think Sinners can be redeemed. So for him to disappear at the same time as Lilith and then reappear and partner with her daughter very much implies that she's the one he's indebted to.

Lilith and Adam made a deal and it's heavily implied that it was to grant her access to heaven. I think that Adam offered Lilith access to heaven to get her to stop influencing the uprising (as it's implied she does this in the first episode).

So what is Lilith and Alastor's deal and how did it come to be?

This is a stretch, but I think Alastor was hurt after a fight, maybe on the brink of death (either after his fight with Vox- Valentino says Alastor almost defeated him, this implies their fight ended in a draw- or maybe one of the Sins). Lilith found him and helped him, but didn't restore him to full power. Since, due to her deal, she could no longer encourage the uprising, she ensured that Charlie would be able to with the help of a powerful, cunning ally who could teach her how to influence, encourage, and lead.

(I mean, come on. The one thing Alastor taught her was how to use a smile to her advantage. To inspire her friends and leave her enemies guessing. And then he brought her to Rosie to test her abilities in gathering an army. Alastor is there to teach her, whether he shows it or not)

Charlie's love for her people had to have come from Lilith. Lucifer thinks lowly of Sinners after his attempts were crushed by Heaven, so it had to have been Lilith who encouraged that care. It was likely her influence that pushed Charlie to have those ideals. If More Than Anything is truly implying that she kept Charlie away from Lucifer, it could be so that his pessimism towards Sinners couldn't dissuade her.

Did you guys know that Charlie is apparently only 200 years old? Lucifer and Lilith have been in Hell for thousands of years, since the story of Adam and Eve. Isn't it kind of odd that they only had a kid in the 1800s? And why, after even that, did Lilith only get into Heaven 7 years before the current events?

Call me crazy, but I think Lilith has a game plan here. Here's what I think is happening:

Lilith loves her people. She doesn't think lowly of them because they're "bad people," she thinks they should be free to express themselves and be who they are

Lucifer regrets his choices. He regrets giving humans knowledge and blames himself for humanity being evil. Lilith realizes this and starts to resent him for it

Lilith thinks her people don't deserve to rot in Hell, as she resonates them being damned to her and Lucifer being punished when they had good intentions. She starts encouraging them to uprise and demand better

Sera, worried about the citizens of Heaven, gives Adam permission to start the Extermination

Lilith recognizes that this is a losing battle. Heaven is too strong and demons don't have the means to fight back. Her songs of influence haven't been enough and her people are suffering. So she convinces Lucifer to have a baby. Someone who will bring in a new era, and someone Heaven will never take as a serious threat until it's too late

Lilith has Charlie and raises her with love for their people and strong ideals. She tells the story of how her and Lucifer met, painting them as good people with good intentions and stressing that they were unfairly punished. Charlie takes this to heart, also wanting better for their people. Lilith keeps Charlie away from Lucifer, afraid that he'll have her thinking the worst of Sinners

As she raises Charlie, Lilith waits for the right moment she can put her plan into action. She happens upon the Radio Demon Alastor on the brink of death and takes the opportunity. She heals him, but seals his power, promising to restore it if he acts as a mentor to Charlie and teaches her how to lead the Demons against Heaven. Her end goal is either to complete the uprising against Heaven or redeem Sinners. I'm not sure, but getting rid of the Exterminations for good is definitely part of it. (I also think it's possible that Alastor challenged her, she made a deal depending on the outcome of their fight, and he lost. Either one works in this situation)

After making the deal with Alastor, Lilith reaches out to Adam. She agrees to stop the uprising if she can be welcomed to Heaven. This isn't to enjoy Heaven, it's to get herself out of the picture so that Sera and the other angels won't suspect that an uprising is what's actually happening

This is actually kind of supported by the deal Alastor and Charlie made. He gets a favor of his choosing at any time where she doesn't hurt anyone. This could very well be either getting her to convince Lilith to absolve their deal or pushing her into becoming the leader of Hell and liberating Hell, therefore fulfilling the deal.

Some people are suspecting that Lilith betrayed her husband, daughter, and people to live in paradise. And I can't believe that. Lilith, from what we've seen, takes pride in her people and was close with her daughter. And she's someone who prioritizes freedom, expression, knowledge, etc. I can't see her being content to live peacefully in Heaven. Ultimately, I think she's the one pulling the strings here and making sure Charlie is ready to be a leader when the time comes, liberating their people.

Lute is in for a ride awakening when Lilith does return to Hell

[blush-and-books]

QUESTION how does darvey compare to ur other ships?? i feel like their shared body language and the way they convey HISTORY is so unique ahaha

this is actually a great question and i would absolutely love to know your own other ships vs darvey, bc darvey is so different from so many of my ships!!!

i will say that joyce x hopper from stranger things is probably the only ship i have that even comes close to having any similarities to donna and harvey because of that sense of shared history, partnership, and platonic support leading into romantic support. but for the rest of my ships, it's like so opposite.

one of my main ships that is one of my most tagged ships on my blog is Julie and Luke from the netflix series Julie and the Phantoms!!! this series devastatingly only got ONE SEASON but had a huge following on tumblr. compared to donna and harvey's nine seasons and canonical 13 years of buildup, that inherently makes the ships very different, because Julie and Luke do not become "canon" (although mutual romantic feelings are made pretty darn clear). Julie and Luke have history together in an offhanded way - Luke is a ghost, and when he was 17, he actually met a young Julie's mom before she had Julie, and then he died, got trapped in purgatory(?) for 25 yrs, and then was brought back into the world as a ghost where he met Julie (after her own mom had passed away). This has resulted in a LOT of theories regarding them being soulmates - their characters mirror each other so well to the point that the colors of their costuming is often matching or inverted to each others clothing. They both have an undying love for music, mommy issues, and they fit together like two peas in a pod. Literally there's only one season of buildup, and there are over 3,000 works of fanfiction for them on ao3. Julie and Luke truly couldn't be more different lmao, because a lot of the magic that comes from them is a sense of destiny, inevitability, and their instant ability to be vulnerable with each other. With Donna and Harvey, the romance comes from the steadfast partnership and daily choice they make every day to choose each other.

Another big ship of mine is Anne and Gilbert from Anne with an E (or the whole Anne of Green Gables book series lol, but them in the AWAE tv adaptation is so good)!! They have a good amount of buildup and a sense of choosing each other, but the stakes are nowhere near as high as they are in Suits. Gilbert is so down bad for Anne the whole time. He's so the perfect man that I have a framed photo of him in my home. The TV show introduces us to their plotlines and character arcs as parallel tracks as they are finding their way through life and eventually meeting at the same place, whereas Donna and Harvey are definitely just on their own crazy journeys until they crash into each other and are finally in a place to be together. However, a very silly parallel that Anne/Gilbert has with Donna/Harvey is there is a sequence of Person B running to Person A when they realize that they're meant to be together. And Person A is a redhead.

Other ships I have are like Nina and Fabian from House of Anubis, or Zuko and Katara from ATLA. Also Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett from P&P. I think a lot of my ships involve the man blatantly worshipping the ground that the woman walks on and constantly being complimentary and admiring of her; where we get only crumbs of that kind of dynamic with Donna and Harvey. Harvey definitely thinks, and has stated as such, that Donna is the most amazing woman he's ever met, but because Donna and Harvey are not thee main plotline of the show or even arguably the main relationship (when compared to Mike and Rachel), there's a lot less room for there to be blatant moments where Harvey is like "wow she's amazing!!!" because he's just not that guy.

please also let me know your thoughts on this and what ships you have!!! do we share any?

also, my response to your domestic!Darvey ask is still unfortunately in the works. i just want you to know i did not forget about it!!! <3333

[tlacatecctzin]

The Decline of the "Left" in Regards to Women's Issues: A Radical Feminist Perspective

In recent years, the decline of the "left" in addressing women's issues has become increasingly evident. This erosion is not only a matter of policy but also a deeper ideological shift that has led to a significant misunderstanding of feminism, the inclusion of trans and other queer (TQA+) people into the feminist movement, and the queer takeover of anarchism. As radical feminists, it is crucial to analyze and critique these developments to reclaim and refocus the movement on the liberation of women.

The Misunderstanding of Feminism

Feminism, at its core, is a movement aimed at dismantling the patriarchal structures that oppress women, for our liberation.

However, contemporary leftist circles often misunderstand or intentionally obscure this goal. Instead of focusing on the material conditions and systemic issues that women face, there is a tendency to dilute feminism into a broader, less defined struggle for "equality" that fails to address the unique challenges women encounter.

Neoliberalism and modern leftist ideologies have changed the definition of feminism from women's liberation to "equality" for "women" within existing structures.

However, equality for women in this system is not only impossible but could never be real while supporting queer ideologies, capitalist systems, or generally liberal politics.

This misunderstanding undermines the movement's potency and distracts from the primary goal of eradicating patriarchal oppression.

Inclusion of Trans and Other Queer People into Feminism

The inclusion of trans and other queer identities into the feminist movement has been a contentious issue. While the fight against all forms of oppression is crucial, conflating gender identity with the distinct biological and social realities of women can obscure the specific nature of women's oppression under patriarchy.

As radical feminists, we recognise that the inclusion of trans women in female-only spaces and discussions often shifts the focus away from issues that uniquely affect women, such as reproductive rights, sexual violence, and economic inequality.

This shift not only muddles the objectives of feminism but also compromises the safety and integrity of female-only spaces, undermines the well-being of women and girls, and dilutes the definition of what it means to be a woman.

The Queer Takeover of Anarchism

Anarchism has historically been aligned with radical feminist principles due to its opposition to hierarchical and oppressive structures. Anarcho-communism advocates for a classless, stateless society where resources are shared equitably, and power dynamics are dismantled. These principles naturally complement the feminist struggle against patriarchy and the liberation of women from systemic oppression.

However, in recent years, the increasing focus on queer theory within anarchist circles has overshadowed the discussion of women's liberation. The inclusion of gender theory, and the prioritization of queer and trans issues, often clashes with the foundational principles of anarcho-communism.

Mutual aid emphasizes the importance of collective support and solidarity within communities. It is rooted in the idea that individuals and groups should help each other to achieve common goals, particularly in the face of oppression. The focus on individual identity and the fluidity of these illegitimate identities, promoted by queer theory can fragment this collective approach, diverting attention from the systemic issues that affect women as a class and weakening the solidarity needed to dismantle patriarchy.

Direct action, another key tenet of anarchism, involves taking immediate, grassroots actions to address injustices and bring about social change. This approach requires a clear understanding of the specific oppressions and systemic issues faced by different groups. The prioritization of queer and trans issues often shifts the focus away from the direct actions needed to address women's unique struggles, again, such as fighting for reproductive rights, combating sexual violence, and achieving economic equality.

Anarchism seeks to abolish all forms of domination and corrupt authority, but the promotion of queer theory within the movement has introduced new forms of ideological conformity and social policing, where dissenting views on gender identity are often silenced and met with violent threats. This undermines the anarchist commitment to free thought and open debate.

Moreover, I must repeat that the inclusion of trans women in female-only spaces and discussions often shifts the focus away from the systemic oppression of women.

The prioritization of queer and trans issues within anarchism can dilute the movement's ability to address and dismantle the patriarchal structures that fundamentally oppress women. To truly advance the cause of women's liberation, it is essential to realign anarchist principles with a focus on the material conditions and systemic issues that women face, ensuring that the struggle against patriarchy remains central to the movement.

Reclaiming Feminism for Women

To counter these trends, radical feminists must assert the primacy of women's liberation in feminist discourse and practice. This involves a return to the roots of feminism, emphasizing the unique experiences and challenges women face under patriarchy. It is essential to create and protect female-only spaces where women can organize and discuss their issues without the intrusion of broader, less focused agendas.

Moreover, radical feminists should critically engage with leftist movements to realign them with the goal of women's liberation. This involves challenging the ideological shifts that have led to the marginalization of women's issues and advocating for a feminism that is uncompromising in its focus on dismantling patriarchy.

The decline of the "left" in regards to women's issues is a pressing concern that radical feminists must address. By understanding the roots of this decline and actively working to reclaim feminism for women, we can revitalize the movement and continue the fight for true liberation.

[summercourtship]

checkmate. (edward's pov)

Edward and the Reader's rec room encounters, including the chess scene. From Ch. 7 -8 of Stay to Burn (Only to Drown Instead)- this will not make sense if you haven't read that!! I'm really happy with how this one turned out, I hope you all like it as welllllll. thank you all for the continued support on this and STBOTDI, ily. disclaimer that while I do know how to play chess, I'm not an expert and therefore do as little explaining of the game as possible. word count: 4121 | warnings: references to sexual activity, very vague reference to sexual assault (not from Edward)

read on ao3 | stay to burn masterpost

Edward hadn’t expected to see her again. He’d had his hopes, of course, small daydreams and larger fantasies and plans that had started to occupy his thoughts more often than not, but he was realistic enough to know that there was no reason his path in the asylum should ever intersect with hers. 

She wasn’t an orderly, she wasn’t a nurse. She was just a personal assistant for a psychiatrist, she shouldn’t have ever been stationed in the asylum’s recreation room. 

Yet there she was, standing against the wall and looking like a deer caught in the headlights, though she tried poorly to hide her fear with a scowl. He waited, watching her, his sudoku book laying open but abandoned on the table in front of him. She definitely noticed him, though she was pointedly not looking his way. 

But, as he stared at her, he noticed that her lips were slightly swollen, her hair messier than she usually kept it. Interesting. He had suspected that she and Dr. Crane were sleeping together, the doctor’s possessive hand on her back and the side-long glances sent Edward’s way were enough evidence to support this theory. This could be the confirmation he needed- but he’d need to actually approach her.

As he got up from his table to start towards her, he told himself he cared about who she was sleeping with purely because it indicated further corruption within Arkham. It was another example of unethical behavior from one of their doctors which was obvious and yet no one did anything about it. But he was not concerned about her partner because of any other reason. Certainly not because the mental image of her on her knees for Dr. Crane left him with a sour taste in his mouth. 

Edward stood against the wall next to her, waiting for her to turn her attention to him. He knew that she noticed him (how could she not, he was right beside her). Finally, she sighed. 

“Yes, Edward?”

Her voice was toneless, carefully devoid of any emotion. She still wasn’t looking at him, but at least she’d addressed him (he ignored the feeling that her saying his name caused, a warmth that curled low in his stomach). He waited another second before delivering his riddle. It wasn’t something he had come up with himself, instead it was the kind of thing teenage boys threw around to make each other laugh.  

“What’s white, sticky, and better to spit than swallow?”

She muttered something under her breath, too quiet for him to hear though he could certainly guess what it was, before turning to him, obviously annoyed if the set of her jaw was anything to go by. “Go awa-” And then, beautifully, he could see the exact moment she figured it out, like a lightbulb had turned on behind her eyes as they brightened with the realization before they quickly dulled in exasperation. “It’s toothpaste.”

But the riddle wasn’t the test. He was pleased, of course, that she had figured it out so quickly. Most people, he found, tended to go with their gut instinct when answering riddles. If he had asked anyone else in the room the same riddle, they would have certainly answered semen first. That is, if they were mentally capable of even coming to that conclusion in the first place. 

But the girl had corrected herself quickly, coming to the correct conclusion faster than he had anticipated. He smiled, humming as he let his vision fall to the side, at one of the strands of her hair. There was nothing there, of course, but she didn’t know that. A little trick, simple misdirection.  

“Well, whatever it is, you have some in your hair.”

She stared at him for a moment, processing his words, before panic set in, her hands flying up to her hair to frantically check. Her reaction was what he wanted- if she hadn’t been engaged in illicit behavior, she wouldn’t have panicked. She would have been confused or offended, but as she hurriedly ran her hands through her hair there was none of that. Only pure fear that she had been found out, and then confusion when she found nothing. 

“So, you are sleeping with Crane.” He was smiling wider now, unable to hide his glee at figuring her out so quickly. She sputtered, watching her slightly swollen lips try to form words. What he wouldn’t give to be the reason her lips looked like that- not right now.

“I’m not- how did you- go away!” She stammered. His only response was to continue standing by her, watching as she attempted to figure out what to do to get him to leave. She paused briefly before clearing her throat, as if she had realized how flustered she sounded. Straightening her back, she turned away from him, pointedly not looking his way. “I told you to go away. I’m only here until the next shift of aides comes in.”

How naive of her to believe that someone would be coming soon to save her from her predicament. It wasn’t impossible, but Edward doubted it would be as quickly as she was expecting. They really ought to have given her a more realistic expectation on how long she would be standing in the rec room, because she seemed to think it would only be for five minutes and not a minimum of thirty.  

“If they come in.” Slowly, she looked at him out of the corner of her eye. He continued like what he was saying was obvious. Because it was. “Arkham is understaffed. I’m no expert on hospital policies-” He couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of his throat, though it tasted bitter on his tongue. “I don’t think personal assistants are interchangeable with orderlies. It’s reckless.”

She slowly turned to look at him, and he had to keep from smiling with satisfaction that her attention was finally on him completely, not hindered by her own hesitation anymore. But she doesn’t say anything, simply looking at him, her eyes briefly flicking around his face. Her gaze lingered for a moment on his hair and Edward was suddenly hyper aware of the fact that it was due for a wash, hanging limp and greasy on his forehead. Which was odd because since he came into the asylum he hadn’t cared about the state of his hair (not that he cared much about it when he was free).  

“So why were you put in here?” He spoke to distract himself from the sudden awareness that he was under scrutiny, that the silences were only giving the girl in front of him ample time to rake her eyes over him and see every flaw of his hair, his skin, his body-

“Do you know how to speak plainly?” She interrupted his thoughts, bringing him out of a self-conscious downward spiral. 

“Do you know the answer?” He countered quickly. 

“...No.” She sounded uncertain, her face scrunching slightly. She was pensive for a few more moments before she continued quietly. “Go away. Please.” Her words were a soft plea and he complied with her request, if just because of the vulnerability in her voice combined with his own sudden insecurity about how she perceived him. (That was something he hadn’t worried about in a long time, how others saw him.)

He returned to his seat, not looking back at her aside from one last lingering look to remember how she looked, just in case this was the last time he ever saw her. He liked to think it wouldn’t be, not with how fate seemed to be favoring him lately, but he had to be realistic sometimes. She could easily go home and quit, though at least her relationship with Dr. Crane was enough to believe she’d continue coming to work. 

When the next shift came in- good, she was clearly ready to go- he expected her to leave without a final glance his way. But he watched her leave anyway, only to be slightly stunned when she did look back at him, an unreadable expression on her face. As soon as her eyes met his, he had to look back at his book, unable to handle the eye contact. 

That night, Edward waited by his cell door. There was one guard he knew that was willing to engage in less than morally sound acts- for the right price, of course. As was true with the rest of the world, nothing in Arkham was free. Edward didn’t have anything to give, but he was hoping the guard would still humor him.  

“That assistant who was in the rec room earlier- why was she in there?”

The guard stopped, glancing at Edward out of the corner of his eye. 

“Why are you asking?”

“Does it matter?”

The guard sighed, loud and exasperated. Edward was used to that treatment, having attracted annoyed glances and sighs since day one of his life. He simply raised his eyebrows, waiting for an answer.  

“Low staff, Nashton.” 

Obviously. It wasn’t quite the answer he was hoping for, but it seemed to be the only one he would get. 

“How long will you be low on staff?” Another question he already knew the answer to and was hardly surprised when the guard answered with a flat voice and dead eyes. 

“No one wants to work here.” 

I wonder why. But it was another reason why the girl working as Dr. Crane’s assistant was so… interesting. How on earth had Dr. Crane managed to convince the administrators to allow him that when there were barely enough nurses to cover shifts was beyond Edward. (He didn’t like not being able to find these things out himself.) 

“So she’ll be in the rec room again?” 

The guard smiled, sly and sleazy. 

“You interested in her?”

Edward didn’t respond. He didn’t have to, knowing that if he was quiet for long enough the man would continue talking. The pregnant pause, working its wonders on the weak minded. 

“I can set something up between the two of you-” 

“Can you ensure that she’s in the rec room when I am?” Edward was quick to cut the man’s suggestion off. He didn’t want to hear about how the guard was willing to essentially kidnap someone so an inmate could have their way with them. 

The guard stepped back, examining Edward. 

“What’ll you give me for it?”

Edward didn’t respond again, this time because he couldn’t admit that he had nothing to give. The guard seemed to realize this as he rolled his eyes and turned away. 

“Bring me something good and I’ll… advocate for her presence in the rec room during your hours.” 

The guard gave him one last smug smile before he left, whistling as he continued his rounds. Edward watched, resisting the urge to scream. The interaction had gained him nothing except his interest in the girl being exposed. 

From one cell over, his neighbor laughed. High and reedy, grating on Edward’s already sensitive nerves. 

“Eddie has a cruuuuush.” He chimed in with a sing-song voice and even though Edward couldn’t see him, he could hear the smile in his words. It reminded him of the teasing voices of his childhood, the vicious words of the bullies at school and the older kids at the orphanage, finding any reason to poke fun at Edward’s existence. Calling him every name under the sun, even if it didn’t make sense for whatever they were making fun of him for. It didn’t have to make sense if it still stung. “You think she could like someone like you?” 

Edward didn’t answer. He liked the Joker, sure. He was a good conversation partner when Edward was lonely and the Joker wasn’t in one of his cruel moods. Which wasn’t right now. Even though he couldn’t see the man, he knew that he had that dull look in his eyes, craving nothing more than to cause a little chaos. And Edward wasn’t really in the mood to be the victim of the Joker’s cruelty at the moment.

“You know you can’t trust a girl like that.” The Joker tsk-ed, and even though Edward also called her a girl in his head- woman seemed too sterile, too removed from her reality for Edward even if it was the truth- something about the way the Joker said it left him feeling uneasy. Like he was just reducing her down to nothing more than a potential outlet for Edward’s sexual frustration, not recognizing how special she actually was. 

“How’s your doctor?” Edward asked. 

“She brought me a pack of cigarettes last session.” The Joker giggled again, but was clearly unaffected by Edward’s attempt to change the subject. “I can lend ya the money if you want some alone time with the chick.” 

“That’s not what I wa-” He sighed, closing his eyes and deciding it was best not to fight about it. He was trying desperately to recall if they said anything on the podcasts he had listened to about dealing with difficult co-workers. That was the closest the advice they gave was going to get to his current situation. “Thanks for the offer, but I’ll pass.”

It turned out that Edward wouldn’t even need to bribe a guard to put the girl in the rec room, because they seemed content to place her in there whenever they needed an extra body. He’d heard from others that she’d been in there, still standing against the wall and not looking at any of the inmates. 

Edward kept his distance from her the next time she showed up in the rec room. He knew he was wasting an opportunity to speak with her, he knew that he should take advantage of any time he had to spend with her. For a while, he just sat and stared at her, hoping that maybe she’d get the hint and talk to him instead. But even when her eyes briefly ventured his way, she only looked away. No change in her expression or stance. She did nothing to even indicate that she noticed him looking at her.

And that only further amplified the thoughts that she had judged him last time, that she had seen something horrendous in him that she hadn’t already been aware of before coming into the asylum. Those thoughts kept him glued to his chair, bouncing his leg nervously.  

Once she left, he felt the imaginary weight that her presence had put on him lift, only to be replaced by regret that he hadn’t overcome his nerves and talked to her. 

___

Once, when he was in middle school, he tried to ask a girl to the eighth grade dance. She had said no, of course, and even though she was fairly kind about it it still was a memory he didn’t like to dwell on. But he was reminded of it when he’d approached her to ask her to play chess. The nerves in his stomach, the sweat on his hands. It was like being thirteen again, how embarrassing. He wasn’t even able to speak, only vaguely gesturing towards the chess table in the corner of the room, feeling like he was asking her on a date.

Needless to say, he was surprised she agreed to play with him. She had initially mumbled something he hadn’t been able to hear over the sound of his heart pounding in his ears but then, as he was walking back to the chess table and mentally cursing himself for being so embarrassing, he noticed that she was following him. 

He was playing white, of course. She didn’t fight him on it, so she either didn’t know about the benefits of playing white or she simply didn’t care. He figured the latter was more likely. 

It took him almost the entire game to regain his voice, finally speaking after capturing a penny meant to be a pawn from her. 

“You know, two years ago I would have been terrified of a girl like you.” He was lying. She still terrified him, but the familiar comfort of chess had soothed his own nerves. He moved his bishop, capturing one of her pawns. She barely reacted to his move, a twitch of her lip being the only sign that she had even noticed.  Or maybe that was a reaction to what he was saying if her response was anything to go by. 

“A girl like me?” 

“But now-” He ignored her incredulous tone, speaking slightly louder to regain her attention, “-you’re terrified of me.”

He knew that she was, at one point, afraid of him. When he’d seen her on her first day in the asylum, she’d obviously been unnerved, frightened. But with the way she acted around him now, he doubted that it had stuck for much longer. Which was good- he didn’t want to scare her. It meant that whatever he was doing, she was gradually becoming more used to him. 

“I’m not terrified of you.” She looked up at him, her eyes narrowed slightly.  Then she sucked her teeth, looking back down at the board. “Right now, I’m annoyed.” She was obviously lost. She seemed to have enough knowledge about chess to know where to move the pieces, but not enough to know how to move them. Her strategy was non-existent, reacting to his movements rather than taking control. 

He was starting to worry that perhaps he misjudged her intelligence. 

“You’re not very good at this, are you?”

“I don’t play often.”

“I can tell.” 

“I don’t have to play with you, you know.”

“But you are.” He cocked his head sideways even though he was pleased at their banter. The rapid fire back-and-forth served to negate any of his worries regarding the state of her intelligence. If she practiced chess, she’d surely pick it up quickly. Maybe I could teach her- no, that was too wishful. Bordering on delusional.  

It was her turn, and she wasn’t moving. She was leaning back in her chair, her glare alternating from the board to his face. She was thinking hard, and he doubted it was entirely about the game. What he wouldn’t give to take a peek into her brain, to see what she saw and how she felt at that moment. Frustrated, definitely. But what else? 

Edward looked at the board, even though he already knew exactly how he could win. She didn’t have many pieces left, and she’d moved them in such a way that put all of them in vulnerable positions. He had one single thought then: to put her out of her misery and end her embarrassment as quickly as possible. 

“Move your rook.”

She didn’t move immediately, instead moving her glare back to Edward. 

“Why are you helping me?” 

Was she always this suspicious, or had he done something in the last three minutes to warrant her sudden scrutiny?

“It’s preferable to watching you struggle for the next two minutes.” He pointed to a square on the board. “Move the rook.”

To his surprise, she did, without even examining the board to see if it was a smart move. Even though the stakes weren’t high here at all, he was a bit thrown back by how easily she followed his instructions. What else would she do if he asked her to? Of course, she’d have to be in the right mood- once again, he stopped his thoughts. He was done trying to tell himself that he wasn’t attracted to her (that had been a losing battle from the moment he met her at the mayor’s funeral, even with everything else going on in his life at that time) but he wanted to at least be alone when he thought about her sexually. Right now, he wanted to focus on the game, which was about to conclude itself. 

He picked up his bishop- only a few squares away, she really should have noticed the weak position she put her rook in by moving it- and swiftly captured her piece, putting it in the pile with the others. She only had her knight, two pawns, and king left. And none of the other pieces were in position to save her king. 

Her mouth dropped open as she watched this unfold, staring at the board in confusion before up at him. And oh, he liked that expression on her face, shocked and indignant.  

“Hey! What-”

“I didn’t say I was helping you win.” With that move, he had essentially cornered her king. He couldn’t help the smug smile that spread over his face. “Checkmate.”

“Fuck.” She was clearly disappointed that she lost (as if she could win against him) and he took that as his signal to leave, sighing as he began to stand. He was thinking that maybe he should have let her win (girls must like that, right?) when she spoke up, her voice level but with a slight sense of determination hidden beneath it. 

“Reset the board.” 

Wordlessly, he sat back down, trying not to show his surprise that she wanted to continue playing. He began putting the pieces back where they belonged, the mismatched assortment of real pieces and makeshift replacements slowly finding their way back to their respective squares. 

When he hazarded a look up at her, he was startled to find her already watching him. His hand stumbled, knocking over the piece. So much for not being afraid of her. Her gaze flitted down to watch his hands for a moment, before she picked up the piece he had knocked over. The black knight, and something in his brain lit up for a moment, correcting it to the Dark Knight. He watched as she took it and placed it on the correct spot, before looking back up at him. 

“I’ll be white this time.” 

Slowly, he turned the board around, wondering if she knew that the advantage of playing as white only mattered if you knew what you were doing. He quickly figured out that she didn’t when she moved a pawn one single space. 

He responded with his own move, unable to resist poking fun at her lack of strategy when, on her next move, she once again moved a pawn. 

“You need to make better moves than that if you want to win.” He moved his knight. 

“Don’t tell me what to do.” She scoffed, moving another piece. He resisted the urge to groan at the move she made, already seeing a way that he could win. “You’ll just make me lose if I listen to you.”

“You’re going to lose either way, I’d just make it happen faster.” 

“Shut up.” She falls quiet after that, though he notices how carefully she watches as he picks up his pieces and moves them. He wouldn’t be surprised if she was watching his movements, trying to figure out what he was doing and why. But she becomes so focused on what he was doing that she stopped paying attention to what she should be doing, and he easily moves her into checkmate within seven moves. 

“Checkmate.”

“I figured.” She said dryly, looking down at the board as if trying to see where she went wrong. For a moment he thought about telling her but then she sighed and stretched absentmindedly, her arms raised over her head. Her torso extended, her shirt now tight on her body. Immediately, he looked at the board, trying to ignore the way her stretching had accentuated her breasts, the fabric of her shirt pulled tight over them. If the table hadn’t been in the way, he wonders if he would have been able to see a sliver of skin with the movement, if her shirt had untucked itself from her work pants with the movement of her arms. As it was, the table was in the way and he was able to see nothing. She spoke through a yawn, seemingly oblivious to how she looked when she was stretching. “Good game, I guess.” 

He mumbled something in response. It didn’t matter what, she didn’t acknowledge it.

She doesn’t ask him to reset the board again, sliding out of the chipped plastic seat easily and returning to her spot against the wall. He watches as she leaves, risking a single glance at her ass as repayment for averting his gaze from her tits. Her pants fit her very well, he noted before looking away. He could’ve stared at her for hours, but his fear of being caught and seeing a look of disgust or worse, pity, on her face kept him from leering at her. 

Needless to say, he was thankful he had a great memory.