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#i just like bullying dead people 💛
wooboomoomoo · 1 year
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✨Wack-An-Author!!!✨
Pick a dead classic author from this poll that you'd personally want to punch!! This is all fun in games, I love bullying dead people 💛.
Listen everyone wants to beat up Lovecraft. That's a given, no competition. So he's not here.
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shumidehiro · 11 months
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Two Lonely Children
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🖤 Pairing: Yandere! PM! Dazai Osamu x Female! Reader
💛 Word Count: 2,1k+
❤ Warnings: Suicide
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I’m taking such a huge liberty on his past, but I assume he’s gone to school at some point and probably felt isolated bc same. Inspired by Gumi’s The Hanged Girl in Haunted House.
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Every summer, there was always a rumor about a certain haunted mansion in the countryside.
The background of the house was varied from one person to another, from one mouth to another. Some said it was owned by a broken family whose child hang themselves in despair, while the other said a bullied student happened to find a perfect spot for suicide in there. Overall, the past revolved around self-hanging due to a single noose located somewhere in the second floor, and the victims seemed to be predominantly children to teens. But the details mattered not to Dazai, whose mind was fixated on the latest rumor about the ghost of a young schoolgirl. It wasn’t the first, nor would it be the last, but something about her description piqued his curiosity.
Enough for him to pay a visit one day.
The old mansion slumbered all alone from the path behind the mountain, out the end of the tunnel. Dead leaves and overgrown bushes surrounded the building like a natural gate, but it was clear from the trash littered here and there that the gate had long been opened, presumably by the curious and overconfident children wanting to test their courage or prove the rumors wrong. Being a person who lived and worked in the darkness, Dazai didn’t fear the dusk that stretched out the shadows and enshrouded the building.
For him, it was just another house. At least, from the outside.
He ordered his bodyguards to stay put and crossed the old entrance as if he owned it. Inside, dust clung to every nook and cranny of the foyer like tar. Turning on the flashlight, Dazai ascended the creaky staircase and checked every room. At last, he found the infamous noose, with some strands peeking out here and there. It was thick and strong, but loose enough for a head to pass. Dazai stared at it, enticed by the sweet promise of death yet conscious of the shadows in the corner near a chair that looked too much like a person.
Fearlessly, Dazai flashed the light towards the ghost, and it – she – startled. Not because of the sudden brightness that hit her near translucent figure, but because of his steady and piercing eyes.
“You can see me?” she asked slowly, hopefully.
Dazai, too, was frozen. She resembled every bit of his first and last crush back in school; from her face, body, down to her uniform. It felt like an eternity ago since he met anyone from his past, dead or alive. And from her eyes alone, Dazai knew she didn’t recognize him. Who would, honestly? A lot of things had changed since then; attempting suicide, witnessing a Don being murdered by the doctor who should’ve saved him instead of using him, and now becoming a mafioso. If he were to tell his friends from school, not that he had any, he was certain nobody would believe him.
Just as nobody would believe him that he didn’t feel human.
Although, it wasn’t as if he was particularly concerned about it. Dazai had long resigned to the fact that nobody would ever understand him, and with it, came the skepticism and reluctance of baring vulnerability to the people around him. Why would he bother to try, anyway? He’d be dead, sooner or later, by his own hands or others.
And now that he finally faced her – the girl who was more human than him, who made him feel a tiny bit human a long time ago, and who died sooner than him – he remembered that life was, ultimately, futile.
“… Yes, I can see you.”
Her face lit up, and Dazai wondered if she’d still show such an expression if she remembered who he was and who he was now.
“Oh, I’m so happy!” She collapsed to her knees and sobbed in a relief that he didn’t quite understand nor had the capability to understand. “You… you have no idea how much it means to me. All this time, people have been ignoring me. I have no idea why they’d do that or why they’d be so cruel to me. It’s not as if I’m dead or something.”
A bemused smile graced his weary features. Would it be crueler of him to reveal the truth?
“If you’re not dead, then what are you doing here?”
Slowly, she looked up from her palms and stared at him dumbly.
“Huh?”
“You said you’re not dead. So, what are you doing here?”
“I… I don’t know.” she stammered. “Should I be somewhere else?”
“I don’t know.” Dazai shrugged carelessly. “If you’re still alive, you should be able to go anywhere as you please.”
She looked down confusedly.
“But… this is my house.”
Dazai huffed in amusement.
“Your house?”
“What’s so funny? What else am I doing here if this isn’t my house?”
“Do you often go out, at least?”
“Of course I have! I see lots of lanterns from the porch.”
“What about daytime?’
“What about it?”
“Do you go out at daytime too?”
“I sleep during that time. I’m a night owl, you know.”
Dazai shook his head. It was either she was in denial or she just didn’t remember, and he wasn’t sure which one was worse. If it was the former, it’d be a little hard to convince her about the truth. But if it was the latter, that meant she’d been dead for a long time now.
His chest squeezed painfully. Why did people seem to die a lot easier and quicker than him? Why couldn’t he have such a luxury? Was it because he had too many sins to count? Or was it because he was just born to suffer?
The irony tickled his throat and elicited a bitter laugh that bewildered her. In the house that was doomed to an existence of eternal silence, it sounded too loud for her sensitive ears.
“What’s wrong? Why are you laughing?”
“No, it’s nothing. I just remembered something funny.”
She scowled.
“That’s rude! I’m being serious here.”
Dazai smiled softly, albeit genuinely this time. Memories of bygone days flashed in his mind that was filled with schemes and thoughts of death; memories that were too pure and happy for someone as dirty and miserable as him. He remembered her, [Name] [Last Name], the head of the class, scolding a boy right in front of the entire students, and he thought that was how he fell for her. Her expressions, so clear yet so authentic, were a stark contrast to the gloomy and enigmatic Dazai. Despite her intelligence, she was terrible at lying. And even if such a trait wouldn’t guarantee her survival in the mafia, he was still fond of it nonetheless.
He was still fond of her.
And so, Dazai found himself spending his summer time with [Name], aside from concocting futile plans for his death. She didn’t seem to notice his suicidal tendency, but she did ask about the origins of his bandaged body. As always, he deflected her questions until she gave up. For a moment, he just wanted to pretend he was a boy with his crush, and the topic of his ‘hobby’ would surely ruin their memories together, however fleeting they might be.
Other than that, he learned that she didn’t really remember anything else except her name. She didn’t remember her family, her little problems, and, of course, her school life. So determined was he to maintain the façade of a mysterious yet friendly stranger until he lied about his own name. Dazai didn’t feel any guilt, not when she looked so happy at having a new friend.
After all, the present moment was more important, right?
Although, he did lament the fact that they both couldn’t touch each other.
“I think I remember you now.” [Name] started, one night, as the set-off fireworks bloomed in the sky. “You’re Dazai Osamu, aren’t you? The quiet boy from my class?”
The said boy froze, staring at the illuminated houses in the distance. Then, he forced a laugh.
“Are you sure you’re not mistaking me for someone else?”
She shook her head.
“You might look different now, but your aura is still familiar to me somehow. It’s full of…” she paused, deliberating the right word to describe him. “Loneliness.”
They both went quiet after that; one sneering at the truth, and the other slowly accepting the truth.
“Why did you lie to me?”
Because he wanted her to think about him only; the faker who thought he had her best intentions in mind, and not that loner who was too cowardly to approach his own crush.
“Well,” said he, licking his lips that suddenly felt as dry as a desert. “I didn’t want to surprise you. I mean, it’s been a long time since we met, no?”
[Name] hesitantly nodded, and Dazai wanted to smile at how easy it was to fool a child.
To fool her.
“I still don’t like it, but thank you for thinking about my feelings.”
“It’s nothing.” He waved his hand dismissively. “So, how long have you been remembering about your past?”
“I think it was some time after we met each other. I was looking at my photo and tried so hard to think about who the other two people in there are, but then I realized they’re actually my own parents.” [Name] smiled bitterly. “Of course, I… I still don’t remember exactly what they look like. But I know, for sure, that they’re my parents. I also… remember about my own death. Apparently, my best friend came from a broken family. One day, I saw her walking to this house and she… she…”
[Name] sniffled and didn’t continue with her story, but she didn’t need to. Dazai already knew which girl she was talking about. He always saw them hanging out together; another thing that he used to envy about. Sometimes, he heard some of their classmates whispering about her family situation, and concluded she must’ve found out and became another factor of her suicide. He remembered about picture, too. He saw it lying on the living room, yellow and dirty from age and soil from shoes, presumably from the thick darkness or plain disrespect for the dead. Dazai wouldn’t consider himself to be innocent from the latter, either, especially because he regretted not stealing that picture and destroy it. Maybe, then, she wouldn’t remember anything about her own past.
And with remembrance, came curiosity. When the old technique of deflection failed, Dazai purposefully gave a vague answer or blatantly lied. It wasn’t as if she could see her family or their classmates again, nor did he see any point in confessing that he had and still liked her.
He’d failed at keeping the truth away from her, so he had to do better now.
But it seemed that, with her, nothing had ever truly gone as he planned. It was nearing the end of August, the end of this bittersweet summer, when [Name] blurted out something that changed his life forever.
“I’m going to disappear soon.”
It was the first time Dazai had ever looked so horrified, both to her and to anyone else.
“… What do you mean?”
“I’m only a single rumor to a single summer. I was ‘born’ at the start of June, so that means I’ll ‘die’ by the end of this month too.”
“Is that it?” he asked breathlessly. “Do I need to make up more rumors for you to keep on living?”
[Name] stared at him incredulously, before she shook her head.
“No, I don’t want to. I’m… I’m happy like this. I’m happy to be able to meet you, my old friend. I wish we could spend more time too, but we can’t. My form is slowly fading away, including my consciousness.”
Dazai could see that, how transparent she seemed lately, but he rationalized it as her being a ghost. His behavior towards her was already uncharacteristic of him, not when he should’ve had the foresight to find more information about her and the previous ghosts.
But he supposed this was the power of love that people talked about; everything else became unnecessary except the person in front of you.
Like the trails of aroma from incense smoke, Dazai watched his first and last love disappear from his sight with a grateful smile on her dim face. His intelligence, ability, and influence could do nothing against the course of her fate. The house became even darker, losing the only occupant it had. He sat on the tatami mat for a moment, before his empty eyes trailed up.
Despite the lack of breeze inside the mansion, the noose swayed enticingly. Dazai got up and held it, feeling the coarse surface scraping against his bandaged hands. Pulling the chair from the corner of the room, he stood on top of it and put the rope around his neck.
If it was possible, this time, he’d definitely tell her the truth about his feelings for her.
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sundaepoppy · 9 months
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Could i get a romantic oneshot(if you do those, if not then a headcanon) of Yandere!Pip with a fem! Human s/o who was his only friend when they were kids and is now helping the boys escape the blonde demon gang
Yandere Pip with a human s/o who was his only friend🌈♥️🩸🩸
Genre: Romantic
Warnings: death and obsessive behavior.
Gender: Female
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💛 Pip Pirrup 🩸
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You never picked on Pip, you were always sweet to him and you always helped him when he was at his worst.
You guys talked for hours and hours and hanged out every day.
You were truly sad to hear the death of your best childhood friend, you were angry when nobody didn't even show any care or remorse to his death and you were the only one who attended his funeral.
You always held a picture of you and Pip standing next to each other for years so you could remember the friend that you always liked before he passed away at such a young age.
You were hoping to tell Pip about your feelings for him when you both were older, but now you can't since he is now dead....
When the power went out at the school while you were eating lunch with your friends, you heard a familiar voice on the speakers.....a familiar voice....
You thought your ears were playing tricks on you until you saw Pip, your childhood friend right in front of you and your friends.
He was so happy to be able to see you again! You were the first person that he greeted.
You couldn't even believe your eyes that you were seeing your dead friend right in front you....you were sure how you were supposed to react to this but you were definitely in complete shock.
You were in fear once you found out that they killed Jimmy and they were after your friends.
Pip was slightly upset that you were helping the people who have bullied him for years and didn't care one single bit about his death.
Pip and the other demons have no reasons to kill you, so why dear? why are you helping Craig and the others?
One thing you never knew about Pip was that he had the same feelings for you before he died. Do you still love him? even though he killed Jimmy and threw his body in front of you and your friends?
He hopes that you will still have the same feelings that you once had for him when you both were kids. Jimmy was just an example dear. Pip isn't afraid of murdering people in order to make you his.🩸🩸🩸💛💛💛💛
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I had fun writing this ^^
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myymi · 1 year
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Hii! I live your HC rants, so can you please tell me about any of your wholesome or unwholesome HCs about Tails? (Mainly angst please because angst is fuel)
Keep up the good work!
heyy!! 💛🌼✨
wholesome:
when listening to music, his tails will move along to the beat of the song playing without him realizing
when he’s tired, he finds his nearest sibling and just flops on top of them, they’re trapped now cause baby needs his sleep
he’ll talk about anything to anyone who’s willing to listen to him
he chases his tails when bored or frustrated
he’s really protective :] say smthn mean about his friends/family, you’re in for a fun ride
he keeps a calendar in his workshop that’s completely full of birthdays and other important events (wether that b important to him, or important to one of his friends <3)
he keeps literally every gift he’s given, no matter how bad or inexpensive it is. he cherishes EVERYTHING (he marks down who gave him what in a notebook, just in case he can’t remember)
the rest are under the cut, but read the tws first;
(TWs//child abandonment, past torment, war, death, kidnapping, ed)
angsty:
he has constant nightmares. whether they be from his past, one of times he’s been kidnapped, the war against infinite, etc.
when he first started running around with sonic, he would force himself to run/fly until he physically couldn’t pick himself up
the reason he froze up when faced with chaos zero is because he saw sonic’s “dead” body on the ground in front of him
he fully blamed himself for sonic getting captured by infinite, part of the reason he ran from the resistance was to punish himself. he thought he didn’t deserve to be near his loved ones, and was also a little scared he’d get them hurt too
he’s a little insecure still, even after all this time spent with sonic </3
he gets super scared when sonic isn’t back when he says he will be (scared that something might have happened to him, or that sonic decided to leave him for good)
he’s still got a lot of bad habits he picked up from his time on westside (randomly stops breathing, makes his tails morph into one when meeting new people, etc.)
he’s got tons of scars from the bullies on westside :(
he refuses to build anything that’s not useful in battle/everyday life unless it’s a gift for someone. he’s convinced everything he builds needs a use or purpose
he hates it when people tell him he’s “just a kid” because he doesn’t feel like a kid anymore (he never really has tbf)
he really enjoys doing things normal 8yos do, but is so incredibly embarrassed about it that he’d never let anyone besides sonic see him do it
when he first started tagging along on sonic’s adventures, he developed an eating disorder from over eating because his body wasn’t used to regularly digesting food </3
^due to that, it stunted his growth :( he's gonna be a little guy for the rest of his life
the bullies on westside caused so much pain to his tails, he can’t feel practically anything that touches them. they’re too usued to being pulled, stepped on, broke, etc.
he hid his astraphobia from sonic for a while because he was worried he’d be left behind because of it
(this is two hcs in one lol)
even though his parents abandoned him, he still loves them and actually misses them </3 and he hates that he does :(
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Hello! I hope you’re having a great Leap Day so far 😊 Sorry this is so out of the blue, but there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time and just never found the courage to… (this might get a little long I’m sorry XD it’s nothing bad though)
I just wanted you to know that even though I’ve never seen your face, I know for a fact that you have such beautiful eyes /p 💛 They’re wonderful and absolutely nothing to be ashamed of no matter what anyone says, and I’m so glad you’ve been able to learn to love them! I was nothing short of enraged to see people bullying you for the perfectly lovely eyes you were born with- it was especially cruel of them to treat you that way after you opened up about the way you were treated in the past and had the courage to stand up for yourself and all your fellow blue-eyed folks, those horrible comments and anons still make me upset enough to cry just thinking about it even all these months later :( I can’t believe anyone thought that was an acceptable way to act, it absolutely disgusts me… ALL eyes are beautiful, and yours are absolutely no exception! 💙
anyway sorry to bring up that old topic again, I just really needed to get that off my chest :’D Hope the rest of your day is just as lovely as you! :) 💛
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AHSLAHAKAHRKAKDH THIS IS SO SO SO SO SWEET. AAAAAHHH THANK UUUUUU!!!!!!
Tbh those anons were talking shit cause they were trying to continue // drag out an old old argument from a post from like, October or Nov. Of LAST YEAR.
Someone was saying how hazel &/or green eyes are "far far more superior" to any other eye color and that the other ones are "stupid" and "boring" cause of how "lame" the things are that you can compare to the other colors. Cause of how rare green eyes + hazel eyes are. (Only 3% of the world population has green and 8% have hazel.)
Like someone really tried to say that the ocean and the sky + sapphires are "boring" and "overrated" and "stupid" and that "no one" likes them. And someone tried to call me a nazi for me stating the simple scientific fact, that in nature blue is one of the rarer colors, even though it's the 2nd most popular eye color. (9% of the world's population has them.)
And someone said that coffee &/or soil, or ink, are "dumb" and "useless" answers and that the only time brown eyes are pretty is when the sun hits em just right and makes them all amber like. And 65% of the world's population has them.
It was a really really dumb argument. And I recently got an anon like 2 or 3 weeks back that I blocked & didn't post, cause they literally sounded too too dumb. They tried to call my eyes toilet bowls. Like FIRST OFF, BUDDY, LMAO. 2ND OF ALL, THAT SCIENTIFICALLY IMPOSSIBLE, FOR NORMAL, ABLE BODIED PEOPLE TO NOT HAVE ANY COLOR IN THEIR EYES. (Genuinely the only time that happens is when you have albinism.)
But thank you, again. And sorry this took soooo long. Tbh I'm over it. Idfc what asshole anons have to say. I like replying w/ videos of Noah Sebastian doing his dethrone growls and really funny, fuck off / fuck you memes that I get from my bff @starsomens
Also I turned anons off for that reason. And since then, it's been dead quiet as a graveyard, in my ask box. Just goes to show how cowardly people are! 🥰🥰🥰
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mmollymercury · 2 years
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Character ask game: Bruno
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BRUNITO!! HERE WE GO BABYYYY
⚧ - Pronoun hc: he/him.
🏳️‍⚧️- Gender hc: a cissy male,, but I also like the hc that he's trans (AFAB)💖
🏳️‍🌈- Orientation hc: asexual aromatic 😭✊
🌌- zodiac sign hc: I think the triplets were all born on October 17th, the start of the thousand day's war. So he's a Libra ♎💖💖
🧠- MBTI/Enneagram hc: legit had to google this, its that personality test with all the funky letters... honestly its too complex for my little brain and I think Bruno would say the same, he'd probably say something like: I don't know! Urm... I guess I have average personality *awkward smile*
❤- OTP hc: Bruno & himself 🥰🫂🫂
🧡- Everyone I ship with this character: ...😶
💛- Brotp: the FAB trio! Otherwise known as: Bruno, Félix and Agustín 🥰
💚- Notp: just... basically anything that's romantic 😭
💙- Crossover ship: Bruno and the onceler- jk NOONE-
💜- Crossover non-ship relationship I like: I'm not really big into crossovers (excluding Roger Rabbit, of course🐰) but I've seen some cute art of Bruno and Hector from coco interacting, so them🥰
📖- AU I'd like to see them in: Love me a good modern AU. I always smile at the idea of Bruno watching ratatouille after coming out the walls and being absolutely GLUED to the TV😭😭
❤🩹- Angsty hc: I love projecting onto my favourite characters, so Bruno has: OCD (this was basically confirmed so YAY! SO HAPPY 🥰🥰), that can be debilitating; an eating disorder, heart palpitations and a tendency to self harm. I mean, he hits his head as a compulsion, as someone who does that too, I can confirm that it is a form of self punishment. Yeah, not fun. And... come on, he was bullied in school, look at him-
💖- Happy hc: HAPPY THINGS! Bruno is an artist, fight me, he excelled at all the creative subjects in school. Hes best uncle😤😤😤 hes like the fun, doesn't shout, laid back uncle and all the kids love him. He loves his little rat babies and coddles them to an insane degree, to the point where Pepa and Julieta are like: are we bad parents/ hj-
😋- Funny/stupid hc: He can be very agile at the weirdest times but hellishly clumsily the rest of the time, I have an image in my head THAT IVE WANTED TO DRAW FOR THE LONGEST TIME, of when he was still the 🌟golden child🌟 and gave an amazingly good vision to this guy, Alma wanted to capture the moment in a picture: so she stands behind him, looking proud, hands on his shoulders, he's smiling all big while holding up the vision and the guy who got it, is standing next to him with a thumbs up... but Bruno’s teeth are like FUCKED UP because a few weeks previously he went flying into a wall and several of them fell out-
🪞- Appearance hc: not sure what to say since we all know what this man looks like... but I do hc him as having really bad acne scars in school, so much so that you can still see some of them.
🥖- Food hc: like I said... he's got eating issues but ignoring that- I think he's generally a bit fussy with his meals (I'm projecting again😶)and has been since he was young, Alma definitely worried over it😫 GIVE THIS WOMAN A BREAK- but I think he favoured salty things and soft meat/ things that don't have a tough consistency.
🛌- Sleep hc: he has sleeping issues ESPECIALLY after years of having to sleep in a chair. But now that he has a bed again, as soon as his back hits that flat soft surface, he's out like a light🥺🥺
🏡- Domestic hc: everyone agrees with this but I'm saying it again! His sisters fuss over him so much and treat him like he's years younger than them❤ Alma too. And for most of his life, he was called "Brunito" by his family, he was only really called "Bruno" if he was in trouble😭
🗡- Badass hc- we all know he'll do anything for his family, he's so selfless, honestly whats more badass than that? He definitely pretended to curse people if they threatened them, being mean to him is okay... but speaking to his family like they owe you something? You're dead.
❓- Anything else you want: hmm hmmmmm,,, what else??? That he gets sick often, always has but now moreso, his family are here to help tho!😭💖💖😫😫😫
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eddieunbanished · 2 years
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finally getting around to doing these! I love tag stuff!!
Tag game - Tag 9 people you’d like to know better!
I was tagged by @stevethehairington thanks Mack!!
Favorite color: Yellow!! I went through a bad bout of the Sads in college and found a lot of happiness when I had warm yellow things around me. I bought yellow paper stars to decorate my room with and yellow bedding, love a nice warm yellow 💛
Currently reading: Oh god books?? In this economy?? I just bought the entirety of the Percy Jackson series to try and read! I never finished it as a kid even though I liked them a lot!
Last series: I just started The Great and also Extraordinary Attorney Woo, both wonderful! Before that ST ofc
Last movie: I don’t remember.. I’m much more of a TV gal than movies. Oh wait yea I do- I just watched Disney’s Hunchback of Notre Dame with my bestie- she’s never seen it and she knows its my comfort movie so she said she wants to know all the specific ways I’m crazy lmao.
Sweet/spicy: spicy if its just a little spicy and if its like uncomfortable spicy, then I’d rather scrap that and just go sweet. I like spicy but not if its more than a 3/5 on the hotness scale.
Currently working on: I have yet to start but I have lots of notes in my notes apps for when im free to write- later this week I hope! I want to do a fun little enemies to lovers where Eddie overhears S1 Steve bully Johnathan and specifically the fight scene where he calls him queer and then Eddie just always assumes Steve is like Mega homophobic, Jason levels- but then starts working at family video because Robin helps him land the job. That and ALSO mall au where Eddie works at a record store across from scoops and comes to get ice cream on his breaks oh my god I want to write it so bad. Also some cute Robin stuff and teens n kids bonding stuff but thats less planned out!! I live for gay mentor/gay baby stuff so
I unfortunately don’t know if I have a full 9 mutuals who are still active because I only recently came back from the dead LOL so I’ll just tag everyone I can think of rn but ofc you dont have to do it !
@steveshairychest @evenshands @aberfaeth @vecnasvampire @munsonxeddie
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scapular-dyskinesis · 2 years
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Yay! How did I know I’d find sanity on your Tumblr? This may become more than one post and I do know to get an account but! I liked the finale too. Yeah there were some editing choices I questioned but it’s a baby show. Candace and Lilly were the tops! I LOVED that moment when Candace forcibly adjusts Lilly’s hands on her shoulders. Their couple dynamic is going to be so much fun in season two. 🤞I’m sorry for the fans who put too much stock in a fun little show. That’s hard.
This is not spoiler free yall
💛 now we know I love a little angst 😭😭😭 I think, and this is what my opinion is, that FortWell is routinely the forefront of the shows plot. That means that like things are going to be more complex for them in general than Astrow who don’t have the same history together/ don’t get the same amount of screen time. I think that people have a tendency, Bourne of what I’m not sure, to think the only good representation is when things go perfectly. Frankly, that is not at all my expectation or experience. This isn’t even a “well at least they aren’t dead” I’m like THESE ARE ACTUAL CHARACTERS! It is completely in character for Candace to lash out because of other things going on (the bullying, the kissing booth and spiking lemonade) and for Lilly to not confront them on things immediately (we see Lilly working on this, but still she does this with Astrid and Candace) I think, well so when my partners dad died unexpectedly, it was an incredibly delicate situation that I wasn’t sure how to handle 100% and we were both 21, so much older and much more mature than either Lilly or Candace. As for the editing, the turn around on this show was insane, they finished filming like end of last year? Then episodes were airing in January, there’s been some rough editing in general- but it’s a campy little monster show with real emotional stakes. Again the fact that Candace and Lilly have actual emotions isn’t just good- in fact it’s a breath of fresh air after a bunch of shows where sapphic characters are together but don’t even seem to love each other, or have traits at all. I can’t do paragraph breaks on my phone RN, thanks world, so sorry for this block of text!!!!
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let's add more shit to JKR's writing: Even when she acknowledges certain characters as being horrible in the story, it never went anywhere. Maybe that's just me and my resentment of being a bullying victim, but she has tons of bullies in her story, including Harry's father, Remus, Sirius and the Rat, but beyond "Oh damn, that suck" it's just... fine. Same with Severus, the moment he's "revealed" we're supposed to just view him as this selfless hero, instead of a guy who bullied 11 yo's.
so not to psychoanalyse too hard, but jkr has a LOT of black and white thinking - it's why "queer rights advocates are just like my nazis because they were mean to me on twitter" makes sense to whatever she calls a brain. villain and bully and nazi are basically synonyms (hence the children destined to become nazis bully a heroic child like harry), and it's why obvious bullies get forgiven- speaking in a meta way about the framing not the characters on paper necessarily forgiving- because they weren't nazis, the shit snape did kinda just doesn't count because he was bullied and a genuinely principled anti-nazi (dude risked his life, long after the bitch he crushed on was dead, he's not doing it for incel reasons haters, he just isn't a nazi jfc). in reality, he's a guy who bullied 11 year-olds and a selfless anti-nazi hero - but the book only wants people to view him as the latter (and the fandom the former as a reaction to the book's view). the rat is Peter lmao. but yeah to jkr really it's "boys being boys" when they're heroes, and nazism the other times, and there's no in-between. or like how many girls in these books drug people with love potions and it's just... well it's "girls being girls", even when guys freak out about it she never is willing to treat it as sexual assault (ie voldemort's parents). it's a genuinely saddening thing just how much potential for nuance I uncover when I pull strings on her barely knitted together lore, it seems for a second like there's depth, and then you just see this empty hole. I did plot out a pretty cool dark comedy/horror style fanfiction a few weeks ago, but I've been too ill to even decide if that's something I can be bothered to put the energy into, but it definitely comes from my desire to add some goddamn nuance.
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for the character thing.... gerry.... our boy gerry? 🥺 also hii
gsdfj hi!! thanks for giving me an opportunity to talk about my boy 🥺💛
Sexuality Headcanon: gay just straight up gay
Gender Headcanon: trans man! i know it doesn't necessarily make a ton of sense in canon but it's just how i see him and that's that
A ship I have with said character: gerrymichael ..... and jongerry to a little lesser extent..... and jongerrymichael 😳
A BROTP I have with said character: platonic versions of any of the above are also lovely
A NOTP I have with said character: i don't think ive seen any gerry ships i don't like on some level
A random headcanon: (ABUSE, MEDICAL ABUSE/NEGLECT, AND ABLEISM TW)
i headcanon he has chronic pain. which he never got treated because mary bullied him into just living with it, and even after she was permanently dead he never was able to bring himself to really face his own limitations and struggles :( if he'd lived, though, his friendship with jon (another character i hc as disabled) would have given him the support and understanding he needed to get help and start accepting himself. this is a sad hc but one that's meaningful to me
General Opinion over said character: he is a very odd, surely trauma-informed mixture of 'blunt and accidentally intimidating with poor social skills' and 'REALLY desperate for human companionship'. i don't think a lot of people really characterize him quite right, because they tend to focus a little too much on one aspect of his personality while forgetting the other. he's too complex to be boiled down to a single archetype... like, he has both rough edges AND a soft side and that's worth exploring!
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