#excuse any spelling errors

[irefusetobefandomtrashonmain]

Guys, I figured out- the whole hero vs. villain thing with c!Technoblade, and how it relates to Bedrock Bros (an unoffical essay)

So, the whole reason I made this blog was because of this realization I came to a few months back and need the fandom to know. This is all from the mythology class I took, focusing on Classical mythology. Also, I’m not up to date on lore. 

So, the big debate in the fandom (I don’t know how strong it still is, but I know that people were talking about this at some point) is if c!Technoblade is a hero or villain. And that got me thinking. There are strong arguements for both, but I really couldn’t come to a decison. Then, I was in my Mythology class, studying the Iliad and Greek warrior culture, and things were starting to sound really familiar. We all know that Techno is a major nerd when it comes it Greek mythology, and the pieces started coming together. 

So, a the qualifications to be a Greek hero are things like loyalty, strength, courage keeping promises, contempt towards inferiors, and the like. There is absolutly no need for them to be good people or moral individuals. In fact, they usually aren’t in the slightest. But they still are heroes in the eyes of the Greeks, despite not mathching up with our western ideals of what makes up a hero. 

There are also three pillars to Greek warrior culture. I’ll include all of the relevant class notes at the bottom for added clarity, but in summary, it’s basically 1: being the best- physically and in the way they can give persuasive speeches. This is displayed by a great speech or a murderous rampage. 2: Honor through gains and spoils and 3: glory and fame that continues thoughout time, through skill or eloquence. Starting to sound familiar?

Techno has his English major speeches and kills crowds of people (ex. the festival after he kills Tubbo). I could go on a whole thing about the Axe of Peace and Carl the horse as a manifestation of geras (the ultimate prize a warrior can have), which is a big part of the second pillar. He’s big on his clout and image, and while this is just something that he seems to have absorbed into his overall image, you can see the lean in during lore. 

This can explain some events that seem to contradict the heroic model that we expect. All of the times he says he was betrayed and destroys L’manburg seems like a villainous thing to do- but Greek heroes stick to their principles, no matter how illogical or unreasonable the results of their actions are. Succumbing to peer pressure? They would sacrifice anything to keep up their image as a powerful warrior. 

Nothing shows this better than things like the favor to Dream. A Greek hero always keeps their promises and stays loyal. And a lot of this seems contradictory, or frustrating. And it is. But it’s a different culture from a different time. (Trust me, I love the Iliad, but reading it can be so painful at times). Put yourself into a Greek heroes shoes, and a lot of these villainous actions can be justified by their code and culture. 

A great way to compare our Western hero culture with the Greek hero culture is by comparing the actions of c!Tommy with c!Technoblade. Tommy could be seen as a representation of a Western heroics. He wants to do the right thing, stay loyal to his friends and country, and get justice. He’s generally forgiving (we do have to keep in mind that this is Tommy, and he is a teenage boy). We can generally look at his actions and agree with them, in some way. 

After exile, his interests align with Technoblade’s for a bit, though it falls apart. He goes back to Tubbo, which Techno sees as a betrayal by his Greek culture POV, while Tommy sees this as a logical progession. Also, Tommy sees the destruction of L’manburg as a betrayal, while Techno sees it as a logical progression. Their respective veiws of the world are too different for them to be able to work together. Bedrock bros, in this regard, were never meant to be. 

Comparing the two of them is a great model for Western v. Greek hero culture. Now, this is just a theory. But if you look at the actions that don’t seem to align with logic and compare it to the warrior culture I’ve discussed, it hits too many points, in my opinion, for it to be coincidental. Personally, I think that these similarities are on purpouse, and that Technoblade is planning out the canonical actions of his character based on these base ideas. 

I don’t know if anyone else has made this connection, but here you go. Also, it would be really embaressing if someone actually said this, and I wrote a whole essay on something that’s already been confirmed and is common knowledge. I’ve barely scratched the surface, I can’t cover everything from a full college class in a Tumblr post, but I’ll add the class notes that relate. If you made it to down here, have a golden star. Thanks! 

[starofdavestrider]

A vent post from your local Jew (feel free to fume with me)

TLDR: Jewish mom mistreated my tallit. Left on floor of her messy room. Too afraid to confront her so made a post instead.

I grew up in a Jewish family. It’s just mom and I living at home and she raised me Jewish. She works at a synagogue too. I expected more of her… here’s the story. The other day, I go looking for something in my mom’s room. She was away from home for 10 days and I needed a hairbrush that she had in her room. SHES A VERY MESSY PERSON. Junk piled everywhere in that room!! Anyway, I began to close the door, and THERE IT WAS!? MY TALLIT!? ON THE FLOOR??? I NEARLY LOST MY SHIT. I WAS FUMING. I picked it up and gave it a million kisses and apologized a ZILLION TIMES. On the floor, of this messyass room for WHO KNOWS HOW LONG.

Get THIS, jews of Tumblr… It wasn’t just the cloth that was a bit rumpled. The tzitzit were all tangled in each other. THE TZITZIT!! I’m pretty sure a few of tassels were a bit damaged too. I think it’s still fine to wear, but UGHH HOW COULD SHE!?

Even if it’s a little damaged, I still love my tallit. idc if it’s kosher or not. I’m sorry. I’m still gonna wear it because that’s MY tallit. And I wouldn’t replace it EVER. My rabbi gave it to me on my bar mitzvah. HAND MADE in Israel.

How did it get there?? I didn’t move it. But I’m too afraid to confront her. I’ll know she’ll make it MY fault. She always does. It’s just who she is. I’ve come to accept this. She can’t take blame. To put it in perspective, We’ve had family therapy and nothing helps with her “it’s never my fault” attitude.

“You should’ve taken better care of it, I didn’t put it there.” She’d say. To avoid conflict, I’ve taken the blame because I should’ve paid more attention. It’s my fault because we hadn’t gone to shul in a while so I didn’t check on it. I thought it was in its usual spot. Nice and safe. But I was wrong. I’ve been taking extra nice care of my tallit, and kissing it and apologizing again and again.

[yeehawpurgatory]

Projecting onto fictional characters and their fictional relationships is so cool and fun but not when you start telling people to kill themselves for it lol

​I think if you arrive at a point where you can’t handle other peoples interpretations or fantasies because you’re so far into your own, that you tell others they’re unacceptable and gross for thinking differently than you, you have a responsibility to disengage, you clearly can’t handle fandom.

If you can’t handle a difference in opinion in something as trivial as headcanons I wonder genuinely how you cope with actual important differences in real life. Race, religion, politics, sexuality, do you tell other people who don’t agree with you to off themselves because you’re too stubborn or stupid to try and understand their point of view? Do you deliberately close your ears when others are offering explanations you asked for?

Or are online and fandom spaces subjected to your weird and hostile intolerance exclusively? ​Your own anger and disgust is your responsibility, it’s morally wrong to make a stranger online a conduit for your emotions even when you feel they’re “the reason for it.” Your disgust is never anyone else’s problem, nor is it an excuse for hostility, or an indication anything is actually wrong.

[azure-cherie]

PAC : Messages from Aset

Hello loves , first of all a very big thank you to Aset for helping me in conveying through my divination, this reading contains general messages so take what resonates and leave the rest , i used tarot cards , intuition and runes for this reading , likes , reblogs and feedbacks are very very appreciated , thank you for letting me read you :)

Pile 1 -3

Pile 1:

My dear pile 1 , Aset wants to convey that she is proud that you have achieved a lot of abundance in your life but you are focused to earn more when in reality you should be happy in what you already have and you should also share with others what you have made since kindness is the greatest of virtues that will help you to achieve great heights, be cautious when you serve others , help them but don't help them to the point of exploitation , when you need ask for help and always help will be provided when you are in search of a financial need . You are someone who has come a long way without any support you have been worried and fought all the odds to come to this point and she is very proud of you for doing all this but remember that a small thing can destroy a lot of things so when in times of haste take time to sit down shut the world and reflect, I think you have a habit of getting to angry at the wrong people and this is going to create a problem in the wrong runs so you are advised to work on it and stay away from people at that time so that you don't end up in problems and learn to be more grateful about your surroundings and whatever has been provided to you or else it could go away you , you're going to enter a very abundant period in your life in terms of emotional needs You are going to create new horizons and new plans for yourself marriage business deals and child birth news can be heard for you your ancestors are rooting for you , I see symbolism of marigold flowers you can do some water magic or worship with water as an element that will help you in getting clarity about yourself .

Runes :

Berkanan

Beware of incorrect choices, take time to contemplate, some family functions maybe cancelled due to health issues take care of your health , you might experience stagnation , heal your relationship with your mother , get yourself a visit to the gynaecologist, you might experience some menstrual issues , watch your expenditure.

Hagalaz

Change has to occur , some things are destroyed so new things can be built, unexpected meetings and realisations, destruction now will end up making something good for the future keep hoping, you could have a breakup, moving houses , someone fake in your friend circle will be unmasked.

Pile 2 :

My dear pile 2 , she really wants you to take a stand for yourself , my dear file 2 you have been relying on the guidance of a person for too long and at this point you have almost become dependent on that person but she suggests you to go for a soul searching and finding what you really like to do because the end of the day you should grow old fulfilling your passions and desires , you are already abundant and blessed because of your family hierarchy and how rich have you been You should explore forest and small places for learning about life it feels as if you have grown old but your wisdom needs to be increased, You should pay attention to your hair as it holds wisdom and ancestor knowledge right now You may have dreams crazy dreams take notes of them somebody is trying to communicate to you , your future is in your hands You don't have much time there is a big change coming in for you with the onset of the new change . There could be an extra marital Affair that could change the course of your life beware and make sure you have enough resources to make out of it I see the symbolism of red and white candles you can use them and ask your guides so that they can provide you a clear part of what you can do ahead but they can only help you when you ask for help yourself . Take the stand for yourself to do whatever you are interested in.

Runes :

Dagaz

You're are in the path of self discovery and awakening, re evaluation, talk to your children or the children in your neighborhood, invest in family planning, keep hustling it will be worth it , evolution in relationship, take your medicines regularly.get an eye checkup .

Eiwaz

You could be entering or interested in shamanism , you're going through an awakening, you may think something has ended but it's yet to be fulfilled, you could work with chaos magick , there could be some delays but don't worry about it , it will work out , are some of you consuming weed , there's a union in the spiritual plane .

Pile 3 :

Dear pile 3 , Aset wants to convey that you should be looking after things you choose to nurture , maybe you brought a plant or a pet but you are not paying attention to it she wants you to take into account your responsibilities maybe it could be about the older members in the family, you will be going out on a trip soon and you should take care of yourself physically as well as spiritually I see the vision of an amulet that will be protecting you You should search signs for protection or make a sigil for yourself that will help you for sure , all that you have dreaming will come true, but remember to put efforts for it as nothing comes without trying you are blessed in every field , you will be meeting a new partner soon that will help you realise your potential remember to not sabotage the relationship because you are not healed, try to focus on making yourself stable and creating a balance that will be very essential for you ,work on your sacral chakra , don't dwell on the past the future is brighter than you can imagine , go somewhere near a pond and feel the healing energy, in the next 3 months we will be undergoing a lot of changes and a lot of things that you like but are not good for you will go away from you but remember to know that there is always something that serves in exchange of something that doesn't serve , if there's a group project coming your way then remember to include everyone and not take too much on yourself you are divinely protected.

Runes :

Ingwaz

protect your home , work on your masculine energy, make necessary sacrifices, new births , changes , expansion, process of manifestation, look after your well being and health, reorganization.

Dagaz (came up in pile 2 as well you can check it if you want )

You're are in the path of self discovery and awakening, re evaluation, talk to your children or the children in your neighborhood, invest in family planning, keep hustling it will be worth it , evolution in relationship, take your medicines regularly.get an eye checkup .

That's all , thank you so much for reading i hope it resonates and helps you 🤍

[total-drama-brainrot]

Millie total drama

My girl. Millie has done nothing wrong ever, your honour she was trying her best and that's all that matters.

Especially in season two; Millie's only folly was being morally blinded by her desire to win, which (quite frankly) so many other characters in the series have followed that same fate without being as punished by the narrative as Millie was.

She showed remorse for her momentary lack of judgement there, and yet all she got for trying to be a decent person and apologise was an early elimination. I was so looking forward to seeing Millie stand on her own two feet as an individual character instead of just "Priya's friend".

And the stereotype she's based on? The whole discount-psychologist schtick she's got going on could be so fun to explore, especially since the cast she's a part of is filled to the brim with unconventional characters that anyone with even a passing interest in psychology/sociology would be itching to dissect. And yet she barely has any interactions with them along these lines; the most we get is her notes on Priya's terrible home life, which is a valid concern for anyone to have.

It just seems like such a waste to establish her character archetype in her audition video and the do near-enough nothing with it. She could've been so much more than Priya's satellite.

But I think the main thing that draws me to Millie is how she is, at her core, a well intentioned and empathetic character- and how these work as character flaws instead of positive traits.

Her strong sense of empathy makes her painfully mindful of how the people around her percieve her, so she's quick to make herself obsequious or otherwise changd herself to meet the expectarions she thinks others hold for her. When, in reality, the only person holding Millie to these expectations is herself.

Her good intentions oftentimes lead Millie to act outside of her juristiction in a misguided effort to help the people around her- i.e. her notes on Priya's home life, leading a blindfolded Damien into The Horrors to help her team win, ect.

It's just nice to see a people pleaser character who faces the realistic consequences of their actions instead of being held up on a pedestal by the story itself like Beth or Zoey. No shade to either of them, since I love both of them too.

[beemochi-art]

Had a tiny bit of angst cross my brain, but since I can’t take myself seriously, you’ll just have to take this weird diagram comic thing. Warning, long read.

So I was basically thinking about if twitch and thrash got into a bit of a fight. And don’t get me wrong, they have argued before, but this argument may have gotten a bit out of hand.

Dot is at work, kids are at school, so bumblebee and Alex take their eyes off the terrains for a little bit and boom! Fight. Not so nice words were exchanged and both parties were bitter at the end. The argument was so bad, Robby and Mo felt it at school.

Twitch ended up crying and that made thrash back off but also double down. ( if you have siblings you know these fights very well.) twitch doesn’t stay angry for long tho but doesn’t go looking for thrash either, she’d much rather wait for Robby and Mo to come back. She’s probably still annoyed with him.

Thrash however holds on to his feels much longer. He’s mad at twitch but after a while really starts feeling bad for making her feel like that, but he’s still frustrated. I mixing pot of all this thinking and feeling leads to him finding a spot to have a little cry himself.

No idea what they were fighting about. But in the end it was probably silly and not worth getting that worked up over it. That’s usually how that stuff goes down.

God I love feelings. I don’t know why I’m writing all this when you can clearly see what’s happening in the picture. But idk, it’s 1am and I am talkings about it.

[nonuggetshere]

OUGH LISTENING TO SONGS ALWAYS MAKES ME BUZZ ABOUT FAAF

ROTATING FLOWER BEING BITTER AND ANGRY AND RESENTFUL TOWARDS SO MANY PEOPLE EVEN VERY EARLY ON BECAUSE OF HOW THEY'VE BEEN TREATED!!! I DON'T FOCUS ON THAT NEARLY ENOUGH BC I DO ENJOY MY DADDY ISSUES AND WET SAD CAT MOMENTS BUT THEY DO FLIP FLOP BETWEEN BEING WET SAD CAT AND BEING SOOOO BITTER AND ANGRY AND RESENTFUL FROM THE GET GO

I think I should rewrite Flower a tiiiiny bit to have them show that side more, not even willingly but after decades of bullshit and nobody appreciating what they've done and sacrificed for thisnkingdom they're just fed up and it accidentally spills to the surface <3 Bringing the sort of toxic vibe to the Pale Court that the snubby nobles don't appreciate

I like thinking about people seeing their expressions for the first time and them being negative ones so so much <3

ALSO the FaaF variants where Flower is downright a cunt to the Pale Court (DESERVED) and shows their bitterness and disdain very early on after the accolade my beloved <3 Variants where instead of keeping to themself and keeping up the hollow persona because it's comfortable and bottling things up they let their aliveness be shown in the most bitter way possible, no longer thay quiet ~perfect, pure~ knight but a near-god of their own right that will put the fear of God in you with only one glare <33 they deserve that <333

Yeah I might rewrite Flower a tiiiiny bit so that part of them shines through a little more, it wad always there they just bottled it up and then vented it out to their bfs, but I just like to write angry and bitter Flower it's SO fun

And also maybe people shouldn't be assholes to the palace's nr 1 people watcher who got told secrets all the time because nobody thought they were alive and able to comprehend them so they didn't care if they were in an earshot

Just a thought

Flower has soooooo much dirt on so many people and one of these days some fuckhead will push them too far and they'll decide to choose violence that day

[snakesinsocks2005]

I need all your teen/young adult chase hcs right now pweety pweese

Ask and you shall receive bestie

-Whenever he was getting picked up from school, whenever he was around 12 to 14, his mum liked to put on Abba on the cars stereo. He never really got the appeal back then, but when he does happen to listen to any that happen to play, hes hit with nostalgia

-he read alot of Sherlock Holmes as well, Which happened to spark a fascination with crime solving and detective work! He had a habit of consistently going up to the librarian like "have they-" "no, the library has not received any new Sherlock Holmes stories, Monsier Devineaux."

-he started learning English around 13, and was decently fluent by 19, Though I do reckon his first sorta tiny experiences with any English was from songs (he didn't understand alot of the lyrics but he got a general gist), TV shows, and wandering tourists.

-Unlike generalised stereotypes of 'French people eat snails ewwww hahahah', I don't think chase would like escargot much. Or at all. Perhaps at extended family dinners he'd be forced to have some- "Your grandmother prepared this for the special occasion, it would be extremely rude to not have any!" And he'd have no choice but to gag it down

-as he got older, his parents decreased their amount of physical and verbal affection Alot (his father wasn't ever really super affectionate but he lessened even the little moments) as they thought he was 'becoming a Man™️' and therefore shouldn't be 'coddled' so hes definitely some sort of touch starved by the present day

-in his early days in school he didn't really pay attention much, getting average grades as he prioritised hanging out with friends more than education

(though he didn't put that much thought into it to be a concious decision) but as he got older and his grades went into a downwards slope, his father had a very disappointed and stern talking to him, saying how he thought he was 'smarter than this' and how he will go nowhere in life if he keeps going like that.

-From then on, he put almost All his energy and focus into his studies. He forgot to mention his new priorities to his friends however, and his lack of interaction and sheer asbensce to hang outs outside of school, had his social standing plummeting dramatically.

By the end of the year he was given the derogatory title of a nasty lone wolf. He pretended to not care, as they can only blame themselves when they're scrubbing floors while he's on the field doing Actual Important Work (as his father once said) but it did undoubtedly sting.

[greatprotector-if]

High School AU Galen Drabble

Word Count: 1197

mc: hey i got detention so you can walk home without me today lol

galen: What? Why?

mc: something dumb

mc: see you tomorrow!!

“Good to see you,” the teacher greets you dryly from their desk.

“Hi.” You slink over to your spot, resisting the urge to sigh. Or cry. Or scream. Or all of the above.

Other than the teacher at the front of the room, you’re the only one here. Great! You’re the only one foolish enough to get caught and sent to detention. Awesome!

You sigh through your nose, and fish your homework out of your bag. You have nothing else to do.

And then the door opens, and they’re impossible to miss because they’re over six foot—Galen walks through the door. Their gaze barely passes over the teacher before they’re marching right over to the desk next to you and squeezing themself in a chair.

“Wha—” You lean over and hiss, “Galen?”

They clear their throat, drumming their fingers along the top of their thigh. They’re facing the front, but they give you a curt nod in acknowledgement. “I got detention,” they whisper.

What.

“No you did not.”

They let out a short huff. “No I did not.”

“Then you’re not supposed to be here? What are you—” You glance up at the teacher, who’s staring at Galen with a perplexed look on their face.

“You’re not in any of my classes,” the teacher states.

“I’m not,” Galen agrees, face as stoic as ever.

The teacher hardly mulls this over before they simply shrug and return to their paperwork. “Alright. Just don’t be disruptive or I’ll kick you out.”

“Okay.”

And then that’s the end of that.

The room dips into relative silence as you grab the rest of your supplies from your back and dump what you need on your desk. All Galen takes out is a new pencil and single math worksheet that looks like it’s already been completed. Not that you mind the company—but why the hell are they here?

As if they can sense that you’re thinking about them, Galen quietly side eyes you for a few moments before asking, “You, uh. You okay?”

You blink. “Huh? I’m fine. You didn’t come all this way just to check on me, did you?”

They cross their thick arms over their chest, prodding a bump in their cheek with their tongue. You can’t tell if it’s just the poor lighting or if their cheeks are getting darker. Finally, they mutter, “You weren’t answering my texts.”

A smile crawls onto your face. That is adorable. “Sorry. I had to put it away or the teacher would have taken it.”

“I even used an emoji to try to get your attention.”

You perk up at that. “As in… not the thumbs up or OK emoji?” you ask.

“The sad face, with the really deep frown.”

“No way,” you gasp. You’re not going to lie, you’re kind of flattered that they would do that for you. You love Galen and all, but they’re such a dry texter they could start a wildfire with a single spark of heat. You press your hand to your chest. “You would do that for me?”

They clear their throat and pointedly look away from you. Yeah, they’re definitely blushing.

“Send me the laughing crying emoji next,” you say, taking pity on them.

They roll their eyes. Their lower lashes are so dark. “Over my dead body.”

You hear some shuffling from the corner and you look over to see the teacher leave their desk and slip out the door, closing it behind them.

You could totally just leave right now, you think. But you don’t, you keep your ass rooted to your chair.

“So…” Galen drawls, now that they have the opportunity. “What did you even do?”

You squint at them. “I don’t want a lecture,” you warn.

They raise a brow. “I’m not going to yell at you for getting detention. I’m your friend, not your parent.”

“Sometimes you act like my parent.”

They just shrug. You don’t know how you’re supposed to interpret that reaction.

“Saw my teacher while I was skipping class, then I wiped out while I was trying to make my getaway. Teacher caught up to me and said if I didn’t come to detention they’d give me a zero,” you explain mournfully, showing them the scratches on your palm. “Now my hand’s all messed up.”

They stare at you with what could only be described as disbelief in their eyes. “You tripped?” And then they begin to do a very poor job of stifling their laughter into the back of their hand. “You got caught—because you tripped?”

“Don’t laugh at me!” you complain. “It hurts!”

They bury their entire face into their hands to contain themself, broad shoulders trembling with the effort.

“Okay,” they croak out after many moments. “Okay. I’m sorry.” They drop their hands from their face, lips pressed firmly together, and hold one out to you instead. “Give me your hand.”

You don’t even think about it—just automatically place your hand on theirs, and they flip your hand face up. Their skin is very warm.

Galen gives you a slightly puzzled look. “... No, the other one.”

Oh. Oops. You give them your other hand, still feeling a little raw from the pavement.

You can’t help but feel your cheeks start to warm at the proximity. They peer down at the injury, probably assessing the damage.

… And they’re clearly fighting off a smile.

“Oh my god,” you say, battling a grin of your own, “You’re such a dick. Everyone trips at some point in their life, Galen.”

They tilt their head to face the heavens, and take a deep, shuddering breath.

You can’t believe them. All this because of that stupid crack in the ground?

“Are you good now?” you say wryly.

It takes a second, but they bob their head in a nod, clearing their expression of any lingering amusement. They stick their hand in one of the side pockets of their backpack. “Does it hurt?” they ask.

“Almost cried,” you answer solemnly.

The corner of their mouth twitches, and then they’re fishing out the cutest bandaid you’ve ever seen.

“... Is that Squirtle?” you ask.

They ignore you in favour of smoothing the blue bandaid out over the curve of your hand, but it is definitely Squirtle. You wonder if they’ll give you some of those.

They’re about to pull away when you tease, “Hold on. Aren’t you going to give it a kiss?”

Their eyes dart up to meet yours, grip on your hand going slack. “You—do you want me to?”

Your heart catches in your throat. You didn’t expect them to take it seriously, oh god, what are you even supposed to say—

“I was just—I mean, I didn’t… you can, if you want to—”

The sound of the doorknob turning has the both of you jumping out of your skin.

They drop your hand like a pile of burning coals and you both jerk forward to face the front of the room.

The teacher does not spare either of you a single glance as they sit back down at their desk, and your heartrate does not completely calm down until long after detention is over.

[oohbuggypie]

bulldon ramble? **sad violin music**

WHO SENT THIS . SHOW URSELF . BULLDON MENTION THE WORLD STARTED SPINNING I GOT DIZZY AND DOUBLED OVER IN STOMACH PAIN INDUCED BY PURE JOY . BullDon augghh yuughhhh ugh ough ouhh ... taking poison damage because i love them so much . where do i start .

have u seen my ridiculously long post about BullDon already ? bcuz if u haven't it's linked and i think u might love that 🩷 HOWEVER BullDon runs in my veins and i think i can contribute even more to this so ramble NOW!! adding a below cut because i wanna explain the story behind the central headcanon so it may get a leeeetle long + i know some people don't care for ship talk 🩷

okay one of my headcanons mentioned in a previous post is that Don absolutely loves vintage cars . he doesn't exactly care for working on/the restoration of vehicles bcuz he isn't a big fan of spending all that money he cant spare on the correct parts, as well as the hyperspecific research that goes into it .. but that man is head over heels for an old Chevy Bel Air Convertible, particularly one with a glossy red exterior and a cream interior. like that's his dream car above all else, and it's something he's wanted since he was 20

anooother headcanon of mine i believe ive mentioned is that Bull has MONEY! considering that he's a world circuit professional boxer, he gets around in a limousine in his comic strip, and is canonically a celebrity ,, why wouldn't he be at least a LITTLE rich ?? however, despite those riches, he doesn't seem to flaunt it , let alone be the type to rub it in others' faces

so between these two headcanons and incorporating my own culture into my fav things .... i think that throughout their "relationship" (lts unlabeled, they just kiss on each other and r quietly in love), as they got closer and got to know each other more, Bull observed the fact that Don would become ecstatic over any old cars that passed them he on the streets . when Don would see them, he'd make remarks about their beauty and how admirous he was of anybody who owned such treasures. Bull had always cared and been fascinated by Don's love for the cars, but he had never taken into account that he may have a desired one of his own. so one day, amidst Don's ramblings, Bull asked him what HIS favorite kind of vintage car was and why. he knew Don would be happy to share, and Bull was genuinely just interested and wanted to know more- but not only did he simply want to know of his interests and passions - he def had a lil smthn in mind ..

upon learning of the Bel Air Convertible, Bull began spending copious amounts of any spare time he got researching this car; all of its parts, all the models and the years they were released, the special features and their availability in the current times .. any and everything anybody knew about that car, he made sure he knew more. he was determined to buy this car for Don as means to express his love and care for not only him, but his hobbies and happiness .

seeing that Bull spent a majority of his time in New York due to his regarded position in the World Circuit and Don's lesser (but still significant) position in the Major Circuit, having time to freely search around uninterrupted, let alone secretively, was next to impossible . it stressed him out for sure .. until about two months after he learned about Don's dream car; Don informed the WVBA and Bull personally that he would be returning home to Madrid for a month's time to reconcile with his family after being separated for the sake of his career for such large bouts of time. it broke Bull's heart to be separated from someone he loved for such a long period, but at the same time this was his desperately needed opportunity to begin searching for anybody in possession of the car, and figure out how long it would take him to both get work done on it and have it be functional

GETTING TO THE MAIN POINT IM SPEEDING THIS SHIT UP CUZ IM SOO TIRED + HAVE TO BE OUT OF HERE IN LESS THAN 20 MINUTES + I DONT WANNA BORE U 😭

as afore mentioned, the cost of this car (absolute minimum now is about 36k , so i believe 25k? in 2009) wasn't a deathly problem for Bull; he took every step he had to no matter the cost to get the Bel Air properly repaired. when it came time for the paint job, he had to consider just what KIND of red Don really wanted and how it may make or break not only the beauty, but the sentiment of this car. it was the most nerve-racking factor of the entire process; but after some thought he settled for a Cola red. and sure enough, when the time came that Don returned to New York, there aren't words true enough to describe how hard Don cried and how joyous he was for such thought in his name. He couldn't hug or kiss Bull enough, but he could do ONEE thing that would solidify their love

Don taught Bull about cruising and the "culture" of lowriders !!!!!! this is exactly the reason he wanted this car; to cruise with somebody he loves down any and every street they could, in daylight and at night. he made playlists of music he inserted into a drive so that he could have his favorite music play on the radio while they drove about. he taught Bull all about the love that goes into these cars, the love that goes into cruising, and even the love they'd receive from people on the streets when they saw them. Don got to drive the car first, no doubt about that; but his intention never was to hog it! he wanted Bull to learn how to cruise and when the best times were, and eventually he perfected the position in which he drove so that it was no longer just "driving" to him; it was about the love, the smoothness, and the memories it would make

they adore the day drives in summertime an indescribable amount, but their favorite cruises are the ones at night through the downtown roads. that's when the lack of seat belts in old vehicles let Don slide close to Bull and lean on his shoulder, and when they pulled into and parked wherever they resided for the night he could put his hand to Bull's chest and kiss his cheek 🩷

OMG I AM SO LATE TO THIS ONE ANON I AM SO SORRY ! I SAW IT THE SECOND ÌT GOT SUBMITTED BUT IVE BEEN BUSY AS HELL !! BUT FINALLY HEREEE i hope this wasn't too long or too short or tewww boring BUT ITS ONE OF MY DEAREST BULLDON HEADCANONS 🩷 I HOPE U LOVE IT AND THANK U SO MUCH FOR THE ASK 🥹

[techni-kolor]

Why Yosano May End Up Back In The PM

Trust me, I WANT to be wrong here. But I just realized a possible use for Yosano that might give Mori even more incentive to demand for her to rejoin the mafia as part of Fukuzawa's deal.

Tachihara, an ultra powerful Hunting Dog as well as ability user who just pledged loyalty to the Mafia.

Only? We know something interesting about the Hunting Dogs.

They require surgical maintenance or they simply rot and die from the extent of their enhancements.

That's a bit of a roadblock for most organizations and a direct reason NOT to betray the military police. Yet Tachihara doesn't seem too worried and Mori doesn't either. Somehow, I doubt it's because Mori is going to discard Tachihara, an already incredible asset who just become 100x more powerful, after one mission.

There might be one way to salvage his newly capable agent though.

I seriously don't know if Thou Shalt Not Die works on enhanced humans or not? But it's an interesting option. Especially when we consider that Tachihara and Yosano are already connected as well.

If someone like Yosano can simply use an instant ability and restore a Hunting Dog, it's a massive advantage to the Mafia.

The only snag I see (if anyone sees another please yell at me!) is Fukuzawa's rule against Yosano returning to the PM but his death could easily make that condition null. If the information was only shared between him and Mori since we don't know who is aware at this point.

(We also definitely don't know the status of Fukuzawa but this is looking pretty dire.)

Overall I'm keeping the possibility in my mind! Especially if we get a reversal of ~this~ scene because I think it would be very cool.

Each of them having held the others life in their hands while being part of an organization they learn to detest.

[bubbleteacat]

For the first drabble click HERE I just really wanted to continue this ^^

Yandere!The Maker x Merciful!Reader drabble (Part 2!)

Trigger warnings: Kidnapping, ossesive behavior, stalkerish behavior

You felt so, so tired. Even though you were sure that you had slept for hours, you couldn't get yourself to open your eyes, and just ended up in slipping in and out of consciousness. Until you felt a touch on your cheek. It was soft. Lovingly even. As, whoever it is, was caressing your cheek you couldn't but lean subconsciously into their touch. It's been some time since you had felt some kind of softness like this. But... who was touching you like that? You haven't had anyone touch you in such a way for a very long time. It wasn't so common in Nevada. At least not these days. You really wanted to know. Perhaps one of your allies? But who- Wait. Where had you been before you fell asleep anyway?

Dread suddenly fills you as the memories suddenly floaded back in. You had been running from those Bandits... and then... he had appeared. Your eyes suddenly flew open, and as fast as possible, you scrambled away, as far as possible it was, on the bed that the Maker had laid you on. He seemed to be tacken aback by your suddenly reaction, and retreated his hand that had so lovingly touched your face a moment ago. Even if he wasn't exactly doing anythung right now, you scrambled further away before you lost your balance and fell out of the bed. Just after you had crashed to the ground, you took a look around you. This was not the place you had been before. Actually, you wasn't even sure what this place was. Everything was pitch black. The ground. The ceiling. The walls... Were there even walls? It seemed to be an endless room... The only illumination came from a small lightbulb that hung over the bed you had laid on a moment ago. And then your eyes fall back on him.

The Maker just stares at you, waiting, with the galaxy that served as his face. And you could just stare back, still scared, but also astonished by the colors that made up his face. You had never seen stars. The sky in Nevada had never showed them. Not as long as you remember at least. And silently you stared at each other, him and you unsure what to do or say. Before the god slowly rounded the bed, and approached you. The sudden movement made you flinch and cower, and remember that he had been the one who basically kidnapped you. And it fills you with fear again as he crouched down in front of you.

" Please don't be warned. You are save now, my dear. "

He spoke, and held out a hand for you to take. You didn't took it yet though. He had saved you, yes. But then... You are pretty sure he was the one who had made you fall asleep. To bring you here against your will. He kidnapped you. The Maker. Your all god. First you hadn't exactly been aware that it was him. But now you were sure. Who else could he be?

" I... I want to go home... Please let me return to my friends. I- Thank you for your help earlier, but I... I really need to go. "

You allies surely are worried sick by now. You told them you will return shortly. But you must have been gone for hours, if not longer! If they look for you, and they surely will, they might run into more bandits or Zeds! You don't want them to get in trouble just because they look for you! But the higher being didn't seem to have the same concern for your allies like you had. His galaxy seemed to grow darker at your words, and he quickly reached for your arm, before pulling you back onto your feet, and against him. His other hand sneaked onto your hip, and pushed your bodies as close aginst each other as possible. He just wanted to feel you against him. Feel you heart pouding as he left no way for you to get away from him. You couldn't even get yourself to try to struggle out of his grip on you. To frozen in fear. But there was also a dark blush tainting your cheeks. You couldn't recall when you were so close to someone else. But the Maker didn't had the same reaction. Sure, he was more than happy to have you so close to him finally. He had waited, and watched, for such a long time until he could hold you in his arms. So why did you had to interrupt this happiness with voicing your want to go back to these usless grunts? He was so more capable of protecting you. He could give you anything you want with a snap of his fingers.

" You are not safe with those imbeciles. But you are with me. I am sure you are aware of this by now, my dear. Stay. I will fullfill every single one of your wishes, and keep you safe.. "

His words were... much. You didn't knew what to reply to that. But you surely didn't liked him talking about your allies like that. While yes, he was the god of Nevada, he had no right to call them 'imbeciles'. Besides, they needed you. You couldn't stay. You tried then to get out of the God's hold on you, but his iron grip on your wrist, and hip made it impossible. Perhaps you can get him to let go, and bring you back with your words? Why did he wanted to keep you safe anyway? You were just some grunt. No one special. Why would the god of Nevada even talk to you?

" I uhm... That's really... That's a great offer, but I need to refuse. I really need to- "

A finger suddenly pressed to your lips, silencing you. All you are left to do was look confused at the Maker, as he... chuckled? And his head tilted to the side, as if he was confused, but he didn't sounded perplexed at all as he spoke again.

" You are mistaken, my favored. That was not an offer. "

And at his words, dread filled you again. What does that mean?!? He can't keep you here against your will! You have to leave! So you struggle once more, trying to get out of his grip even though you would have no idea where to go in this seemingly endless room. All it did was make the Maker chuckle more, before he throws you back onto the bed. And just in a second he was all over you, pulling you once more against him, and not letting go. You were helpless. There was no way to get away from a god. And the Maker was sure you will forgive him for his need to have you with him. You were so merciful and forgiving to everyone else. What keeps you from forgiving him as well?

So the god keeps you close, while whispering sweet nothings into your ear. And you couldn't even try to move anyway by how scared you were of the entitiy...

[quanblovk]

The greatest warrior in the galaxy goes shopping with the shadow of the greatest swordsman.

▪︎Prologue:

The Dimension Mirror, an artifact of unknown origin known to be the gateway between the original world and it's Mirror counterpart. Just as it's name would suggest, The Mirror World is completely parallel to the original, reflecting everything to it's equivalents in the normal world. All seemed normal until a dark presence invaded the land, corrupting all within The Mirror World, causing it's inhabitants and the surrondings to drastically change. The darkness inside everyone's hearts corrupted them and slowly took over bodies, replacing what was left of their former selves. Especially to this one particular swordsman, whose soul was drained of all compassion and love. The one who was once known as an honorable knight, was now a ruthless savage that terroizes all of Mirror land. Thus, "Dark Meta Knight" was born.

The one who invaded The Mirror World, Dark Mind, took advantage of this and struck a deal with the fallen knight:

"Work for me, and you will gain unlimited strength!"

Dark mind's new lackey had good cooperation with a bit of back sass.

He would always finish his jobs effortlessly, since no effort was really put into them. This caused Dark Mind was defeated by the hands of Kirby, the one DMK didn't bother to kill. His evil presence on the Mirror World disappeared along with him and freed the inhabitants from the corruption...well not really, everyone's still kind of an asshole, but atleast they weren't as bad as before! The mirror may still reflect bad things, but its gradually reverting back to what it originally was.

While it recovers, the inhabitabts of Mirror Land still go on about their days, like this Waddle dee that's working as a cashier right behind that counter! See that? What a funky lil' guy!

They're looking intensely at the clock on their monitor how fun! Oh? Why are they checking the time so seriously? Well that's because they've got to deliever the Dark Meta Knight alarm! Every Saturday at 4 p.m, Dark Meta Knight goes "shopping". He gets in the store, takes a basket (which are very limited now since he never returns them) and scoops up as many food products as he can. Then, our beloved knight walks up to the cashier, gives them a not-so-friendly stare and walks off with the unpaid for goods.

And all the actions described above are about to happen...right now.

Shadow Cashier dee, through the speakers: All customers please evacuate the store. I repeat, all customers please get the OUT THE STORE! HE'S COMING!!!

The moment the cashier speaks, everyone dashes out the store, hurrily abandoning their baskets, throwing them carelessly everywhere. Some kept them though, taking advantage of the chaos to shoplift. They flew out of every exit they could find, via the doors, the windows, the ceiling and even the walls! It was a terrible mess, liquid spilt out of broken soda bottles, glass shards shattered all over on the floor, shelves completely knocked over......and our dear friend, Shadow Cashier dee has to clean up all of this later. Knowing this fact, the waddle dee sighs in defeat and prepares themselves for death. Oh yeah, that happens a lot, but it mostly wasn't their fault. Sometimes Dark Meta Knight has bad days and takes it all out on Cashier Dee, killing them. The only reason they're still alive is because mirror people can't die if their original counterparts are still alive, as they exist to reflect them. So, Cashier Dee doesn't feel too bothered by it, but only because they've gotten used to the pain.

Now this does raise a question, why does Shadow Cashier Dee still work there? Despite how dangerous it sounds, that store is actually ranked as one of the safest places to hide from Dark Meta Knight. It is much safer than his Majesty's castle and anywhere else. They'd rather work in Pupupu mart than loiter around the place where Waddle dees are targeted the most.

*ding dong!*

Oh, our friend arrived! And he's hangry! much to SCD's chagrin...

Shadow Cashier Dee: (m-maybe if i just hide in the corner and stay quiet, he won't even notice i'm here...)

They should be used to this by now, just staying still, not moving an inch throughout the entire time the knight shops but.....for some reason, their heart wouldn't stop pounding so loudly in their ears. It was awfully quiet afterall, the only noises that were to be expected was DMK's footprints and the waddle dee's heartbeats. So why did they feel...so scared? Was if because they're going to die today? No, the thought of death isn't that scary, so why? Why were they unable to breathe properly? Why couldn't they calm down? What was wrong? They did everything right...right? The people were all evacuated and they were hiding in the best spot the store could manage. There was nothing Shadow Cashier Dee could think of that could be the cause for their fear-

The maxim tomato soup cans ran out.

Oh no...oh NONONONO- Maxim tomato soup cans were his FAVORITE! Usually he gets absolutely LIVID whenever they were out of stock! Not to mention he seems much more angrier than usual! Is this the end for Shadow Cashier Dee? Oh definitely, he was going to die slow with a LOT of pain. Dark Meta Knight's gonna rip out their heart and eat it while it's still beating, that's for sure....

Their fate was sealed. They were going to die again today.

[Next]

[coinandcandle]

I have been getting a lot of questions involving closed practices recently, particularly ones that inherently involve culture or ethnicity, and I can’t help but wonder if people seem more comfortable asking a white person than asking those of that culture or religion.

Perhaps it’s because my blog is a open source of info and I am more than happy to answer the questions that I can. But it feels strange that I, a white person, am receiving these asks. Perhaps it’s because they didn’t know I’m white, as there is no face attached to my blog, but believe me when I tell you my pasty self is pale enough to blind you if I step outside in shorts!! 😂

Regardless, let me say this in case it wasn’t clear:

If you’re curious about the history or general info of a closed practice or culture I can provide you with references and resources at best, but I can’t even promise that as there are some that are closed to the point of needing to be born into the culture in which the practice originates or needing to be properly initiated in.

I can not and will not speak on behalf of any culture, ever. I only ever want to support and promote the voices of those who’s voices have been suppressed. Hence, I only ever share information that is open about these cultures and practices, information given freely from the sources themselves. And I will only ever echo the comments expressed by the people of those groups.

I have many amazing mutuals and followers who correct me if I am wrong when speaking about a subject and I am forever grateful for this. 💕

So if you are asking for resources on a closed practice and there are freely given, open sources for me to send you, then by all means send me an ask. I often learn more while finding resources for others as well!

But if you believe that I will give you an authoritative answer, or worse, you believe I will give you an answer that placates your white guilt then you have another thing coming.

[mstrickster]

Just how far back do you think Adam and the Ducks go? Like, how old do you think they were when they first met? Obviously most of the Ducks know each other from school (I'm assuming since at least pre-school) but since Adam was in a different district up until the first movie, when do you think they all officially met Adam?

I honestly can't see them all meeting Adam until peewee. Probably before he was on their team, but I feel like the first movie was like his first year. Just because of how much Riley talked him up. However, they don't specifically say it, so it could have been before that. I don't think they ever met in school. Just because I believe oftentimes when you're in a lower middle class family, they can not afford to send you to preschool. I actually never went to preschool because I was in that lower middle-class family. I started school in kindergarten.

Ironically speaking, though, the furthest person away from the Ducks is not actually Adam. It's Fulton because he's in Stillwater, which is 33 minutes from Minneapolis. Edina is only about 15 minutes, depending on where you're going.

Anyways, given that Adam's family is wealthy I do see him going into preschool. However I can also see him not actually going to public school. So it was unlikely that they would meet outside of the rink. Adam's dad probably put him in a private Elementary School and Middle School. Where all the rest of the Ducks probably went to public school.

Now, where I'm from, there are clear lines of school districts. However, there was only one private school, and it was a Catholic school. Plus, my town was smaller than Minneapolis. So, given that Minneapolis is such a big area, I can't see it being a stretch that they would go to different schools. Also, I can definitely see they're being more than one private school.

Taking all that into account, and sorry for the rambling, I think they probably met on the ice rink. I looked a little bit more into the classifications of hockey levels in Minnesota, and PeeWee's is actually 11 to 13 years old. They do have other levels before that. However, given that we heard Mr. Banks say his older son played hockey and Adam played hockey for the Hawks. I would assume that they would start with peewee hockey. Unfortunately, that doesn't give them enough time to meet Adam before the first movie. Because in the first movie, most of them are at least 11 years old. I think some are 10 but I'm overlooking that in this case.

Therefore, the most logical answer to me would be that Adam met them when he was facing off against them as a Hawk. He probably didn't know anything about them beforehand besides that they were competition and Riley thought they were losers. It's not a very good first impression.

However, I would totally love to see a preschool AU. Where Adam is in the same school as the Ducks. For some reason, I'm getting like a Hey Arnold Vibe where Charlie meets him and is really kind to him, which is where Adam develops a crush. (I hope somebody gets that reference.)

Thank you so much for the question. I hope the answer is to your satisfaction!

[phantomcurtaincall]

Need my dogs out in order to properly experience a movie sorry

“You’re— what? No, no, don’t elaborate. Replace your shoes or you won’t be walking out of here.”