#i saw a tiktok and it reminded me of this argument I had with an ex

[gojowhorre]

one last touch | simon “ghost” riley x f!reader

i saw a post on tiktok and made me think about this <3

soft rays of sun peeked through the thin curtains as light wind went inside the room. gentle hands smoothed out the rough edges on the slightly damp clay, he lets out a grunt when the door opens.

visitors were coming in whether to do their own art or to view the regulars like him do art. he didn’t necessarily like or hated them, he didn’t really like the kids that come and go, they were rowdy. almost ruined his sculpture that was in the middle of the making.

as he was finishing up smoothing the rest of the lines the been carved into the clay, a child not more than ten years old came to his side and watched him work with stars in his eyes. it was cute, it reminded him of you.

he never did art. you did though. you invited him there at the same studio he was in now on your third date. you were making something, he only watched in awe. his hands were never gentle, steady yes, but never gentle. his hands tortured people, killed them. but you, you made things beautiful, created life with your art. he was the opposite.

so when you laced your hand with his, leading him to your seat, he was confused. you stood behind him, reaching for both of his hands that laid on his thighs, and placing them on your unfinished clay piece. he followed your lead silently. it was nice, the feeling of the clay, but the feeling of your hands on his was better.

he was a fool. that’s what he was. a stupid argument caused you to walk out of your shared apartment. it was for the best, you needed to get some fresh air, or else you two would’ve said something worse to each other. and when he didn’t hear from you for an hour he gotten worry sick.

if he went out to find you earlier. if he went to call you earlier. no, if he only had apologized after the argument, he wouldn’t be seeing you on the road with a crowd surrounding you with flashing lights.he wouldn’t be pushing people out of his way to hold you, your head leaning on his hand, your eyes glossy and unfocused.

it hurt didn’t it? and he wasn’t there to comfort you when you needed him the most. the thought of that felt like a knife was being twisted into his stomach.

he was lost. you were the one who found him every time. he felt anew when your eyes brightened when you found his. but he can’t find that light anymore. he can’t breathe. you always took his breath away, but not like that. you couldn’t leave him like that, not after an argument just before your death.

it took him almost two years, to get the courage to step into this art studio. he took lessons wherever he wasn’t busy, it took a while to get a grip on what to do and what not to do, but he made it.

it has been a while since he got to hold your face as you smile at him.

so, he made sure to do his first and final piece to be a sculpture of you.

he glances down at the boy who took a small section of his shirt and tugged at it, looking at the sculpture of you.

“she’s pretty.”

“she is, isn’t she?”

meow :3

[ddejavvu]

I saw this on TikTok-

Y/n flashing Hotch her tits during an argument to see his reaction and he stops and wants to fuck her

this post is 18+, minors dni.

"I just don't like that he was hanging around you." Aaron grumbles, a stern frown on his face. You yearn to kiss the soft pout off of his lips the way you normally do when he gets, no offence to him, unreasonably jealous, but tonight you're going for a different tactic.

"He wasn't talking to me, Aaron," You remind him gently, toying with the hem of your t-shirt, "I don't even think he looked at me."

"But you two have history," Aaron urges, eyes widening a fraction, "Doesn't it mean something that the one night he's on our side of town he happens to stop by the same bar you posted online about and he happens to get a table to our left?"

"It seemed suspicious at first," You let him have that, as the sight of your ex had turned your tummy, "But again, he didn't even look at me! I think if he was doing it on purpose he would have at least tried getting my attention."

"I think he was trying to make you jealous," Aaron's frown deepens and it's taking all of your self control not to give in just yet, "He brought someone that looked scarily similar to you, and he sat on your side of his table, so that he was next to you and you could see his date, and he kept bragging about-"

You break.

Your fingers pinch the hem of your top and you yank it up over your torso. It's tight and strapless, so a bra was not necessary or preferable. Your tits bounce against your chest as they're freed from the insufferably tight shirt they've been trapped in, and Aaron's eyes widen, though they don't drop.

"-what he was.. Y/N," He keeps his eyes firmly on yours, fire flickering in his irises, "What are you doing?"

"Why aren't you looking down?" You tease him, voice sing-song-y, "I thought you liked my body."

"I do," He grits his teeth, "If I look down that'll be the end of things."

"Oh? Why," You hum thoughtfully, "You'll get distracted?"

"Very," He deadpans, now holding a staring contest with you, "Drop the shirt."

"O-kay," You grin, already tugging it up and over your head, "If you say so!"

It falls to the floor with a soft whoosh, and Aaron finally gives in. His jaw is tight as he lets his eyes finally rove over the curves of your chest, His nostrils flare as he takes a deep breath, then lets it out as his chest caves.

"Anyways," You hum, fluttering your eyelashes oh-so-prettily, not that he's watching your face, "You were saying?"

He's on you in an instant, hand flying up to grip ylur throat. It's not painful, but it's firm, and he tugs you by your jaw to meet his lips.

"Shut up," He grunts, voice hot and heavy as it funnels into your mouth. His free hand comes up to tweak one of your nipples while the other keeps the steady grip on your throat, teeth nipping at your bottom lip, "Brat."

[v3nusxsky]

i saw this tiktok where it said “i’m not arguing with a girl that manspreads, like whatever you say, handsome.” and it made me think of emily😵‍💫 so emily and reader are arguing but r gets distracted mid sentence once emily sits down and does that manspreading thing she does(it makes my brain go empty) and emily notices that there’s not a single thought behind r’s eyes and emily pulls r onto her lap and asks her what she was saying and if she really wanted to say what she was gonna say before emily thrusts her hips up and r notices that em is packing<3 just pure, pure smut! - 🐦

Daddy's handsome isn't she?18+

*Authors note~ Emily my love I need one chance with you*

Trigger warnings ~  packing strap on oral daddy Emily sub r manspreading praise degradation

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

Emily has the habit of manspreading, it's something you've always found attractive and addicting. You couldn't help but stare whenever she did it, dating a profiler had its set backs. She could pick up on your tales instantly, which meant in an argument she knew all she needed to do was simply manspread and your brain would falter and go empty. Which is how you found yourself in your current predicament.

Emily returned from her case, having been in a car crash and still continued to work the case, you were upset. Anything could've happened to her! Yet she seemed unfazed, reminding you it's all part of the job and she was okay. Truly she knew you were just scared but she knew she was okay. Physically a few cuts and bruises but she's had worse. But as her girlfriend she knew you'd panic, worry and need all the reassurance she could offer, that's why when this idea popped into her head she ran with it.

Moving her legs in the way she knew would make your brain empty she smirked and called for you effortlessly stopping your rant, "angel, I'm okay honestly. There's no need to argue" she murmured watching how your distracted brain tried to comprehend her words. "I'm not arguing with a woman who manspreads like whatever you say handsome!" Using the distraction she gripped on your hips and guided you to straddle her lap. "Emily! You can't just" your words cut off by Emily thrusting her hips upwards, your clothed core coming in contact with her bulge. How had you missed that she was packing? *What was you saying my angel? Or has my little cock slut gone all dumb because daddy needs her?"

Emily knew just what to say or do to drive you absolutely crazy with need and her packing was definitely on the top half of that list. "Daddy" you whined trying to rutt your hips downward to feel her once more. "Oh my little whore, do you need daddy? Want daddy to fuck your tight little cunt till you're begging daddy to stop?" Her words held the cockiness as well as the smirk plastered on her gorgeous face. "Please, please daddy fuck me" you whimpered becoming that slutty submissive Emily trained you to be. You'd do anything for Emily's strap and she knew it.

Effortlessly you were held so your legs wrapped around her waist as she carried you to the bedroom. "Be a good slut and strip for daddy, give me a show angel" she murmured before stripping also, laying on the bed with her legs spread and her hand stroking the fake cock. "Fuck angel! You're so damn sexy" she purred causing you to smile at the compliment. "Angel go get the vibe for daddy?" She murmured innocently to you as you scurried to find it. Upon finding it you came back to your girlfriend and she instructed you to place it on your clit while handing the remote to her. Once the dull vibrations began Emily had you lay on your stomach and suck her off, "that's it Angel, get daddy nice and wet so she can slide straight in your pretty pussy" she moaned to you as the strap began to rub against her bundle of nerves as you deep throated it.

"Oh fuck angel you have improved" she whimpered causing you to release the dick with a wet plop, "practicing for you daddy" you murmured before happily going back to sucking her off. It always amazed you how quickly you could get Emily off when she was fucking your mouth, with the vibe edging you and Emily coming you were in that addictive place between pain and pleasure. "Good girl angel, so fucking good for daddy. Such a whore. Wanna fuck you dumb" she mumbled pulling up to kiss her, hands fondling your boobs. "Please daddy please fuck me. Need to ride your cock" you whimpered desperately.

The vibe removed Emily added some lube to her faux dick before helping you sink onto it. "Oh fuck daddy so big" you mewled as your walls accommodated her. "Fuck angel, can't wait for you to bounce on my cock" she murmured bringing her mouth to your breast. The moment you began to ride her Emily thought she'd died and gone to heaven. Here you were bouncing on her dick, she could see your cunt devouring every inch of her as you whimpered and whined at the sensations it provided you.

With a surprised squeak your back hit the mattress as Emily entered your cunt once more, her thrusts more forceful and frequent as she pounded into you, "daddy's handsome isn't she angel? Tell daddy how good she looks using you like a common whore" she panted. "Daddy daddy fuck so good I cum? Need to" you mewled as she simply slipped your leg over her shoulder to hit a deeper angle. "Cum angel. Drench my dick in your cum. Make it drip down your thighs like a good girl" she murmured keeping up her rhythm. "Daddy daddy can't too much please" you whined only to be hushed by her hand resting on your stomach, thumb toying with your sensitive clit. "One more angel, one more for daddy. Want you to take my cum angel, wanna breed you baby. You'd like that huh? Breeding my good little whore, feeding my cum slut hmm?" She panted getting closer to the edge spurred on by her words and the sinful sounds you made.

You both fell over that edge together. Working your way back down, "angel?" She panted carefully slipping from your core, "baby?" You lulled your head to the side, blissfully fucked out of your mind,"mmm?" Was all you could manage in response. "Wanna say that again to daddy?" She murmured kissing your cheek and chuckling at your confused expression. "Poor baby daddy did a good job huh?" To which you nodded and outstretched your arms doing those little grabby hands often seen with toddlers. "Okay baby daddy's coming just need to clean my best girl up. You did so so good for me Angel. Daddy's so proud of her girl" she murmured to you quickly cleaning you and managing to curl back into bed ridding herself of the strap and holding you. Truly you looked breathtaking fucked out of your mind, the amount of love Emily held for you was something she never thought she was capable of. But with you anything was possible. Every goal, Emily would reach it with you by her side.

Word count~ 1238

[sydalelys01]

DAMIAN'S FALSE PATERNITY

Well I'm back just, with something more relaxed,

Today we will talk about the shittyshow, clearly it will not be anything good…. Especially Damian's false paternity…a.k.a the flaccid prince.

Disclaimer: this post is not against the actors, it is not their fault that they were chosen and despite that, they were characterized in the worst way. It's HBO's fault.

Well, starting with clearly that the shitty show Damian is GAY, he is not bisexual or anything, he is GAY. My arguments to say it are these:

Damian only had 3 scenes of a sexual nature in the first season (explicit) because he had others of a “flirtatious” nature but we will talk about those later.

In his first sexual scene, which is with that false attempt by the whore Liseny, who isn't even Liseny, I don't remember where they invented that mysaria came from in the HBO garbage, he doesn't get an erection, the man simply doesn't work, they'll tell me… it's because there are men who sometimes do not have an erection for X reason and it does not mean that they are gay. Ok, let's suppose I buy that pathetic excuse from you.

let's move on to the second scene, which is with Renada in the brothel… No… my life… is not leaving because he has renada's reputation in mind… If I remember correctly what Condal said, it is that he was impotent… in short, he didn't get hard and that's why he leaves her there and goes to drink, assuming that it wasn't because he is impotent and he did it out of "respect" and "protection" to Renada, clearly he could have gone to sleep with a whore to satisfy his desire… of course assuming that his body reacted sexually to Renada's, but NO, he went to drink. For obvious reasons, he had no desire for her.

To go in order, we can talk about his first flirting scene, which was with Laena where he compares her in beauty with HER BROTHER (Laenor), which is true that in the books that phrase is said, it is never mentioned that it was Daemon who He said it, it was a comment that several people made in court, what was the need to do that scene? If not to reveal his interest in men,

His second scene and the most obvious is his flirting scene with his servant in pentos… which he did IN his wife's FACE, plus they say they cut scenes where they were more explicit, where the servant's actor on TikTok came out to confirm that They were lovers.

And it's also good to add that in the book they released to explain the shittyshow they say that Damian was in love with the mummy Viserys and that's why he always sought his approval and walked around like a lapdog after him who even threw an egg tantrum just because he wanted his sweetheart was going to confront him and not forget the scene of jealousy that he made, complaining to him for not being his hand and that he preferred Otto… loving trio in sight……

And good to put the icing on the cake, the scene on the beach with renada………. I don't know how you are able to see love, passion and desire in that scene……. It's just as uncomfortable as the scene with the mummy Viserys and Alisaint, who will tell me you saw there if it works… but let's keep in mind who Damian came from seeing, he came from seeing his sweetheart Viserys's corpse, that's why he It worked, he came excited hahahaha sorry…. Well… not sorry

Well now let's get to the point of the post hahaha, Damian's paternity.

I clarify again, I'm talking about the shittyshow, not the canon.

The twins to begin with don't look anything like him, they are a carbon copy of Laena, pay attention, Laena is mixed and if they are supposed to be from Damian, the girls should have a lighter skin complexion, otherwise be told that Corlys' genetics are pure velaryon!!! Let me remind you that Corlys has Targaryen descent… so knowing the life they showed us that they led in pentos, it is very likely that the twins are not their daughters and they will tell me but Baela has a dragon… come on, dragon seeds have less blood than them and they could still ride dragons…so…

But well, you'll tell me… well, the bastard minis (you don't know how it hurts me to call my children Aegon and Viserys like that even though they're not them… the poor creatures are the most innocent there) came out blonde… but well, their mother is Renada, don't forget it. She could have messed with another guy and this time it turned out well, keep in mind that Renada is going to Dragonstone to live with Damian, and in the series she lived in the fortress before that's why she was more watched by her sweetheart Alisaint, being in dragonstone she could do and undo… so these children could not easily be Damian's children…

But well, knowing Damian's sexuality and that the only time we see that her male apparatus works is after seeing the Viserys mummy… that says a lot…

It is your problem if you attack yourselves and do not want to see the reality of your Damian and Renada.

Sorry not sorry, and don't give me the homophobia card, invent another argument… you are tired… that's all you have in your mouth

kisses.

[tdoong15]

Little!Winter. Cg!Karina

Warnings: none

Oompa Loompa

Winter was in her room playing with some of her toys with Karina watching her as well as playing with her. However, as playtime progressed Winter was wanting only one thing. “Oompa Loompa…” she mutters quietly under her breath. Karina heard Winter speak but she didn't know what was fully said as it sounded incoherent to her.

“Minjeong, sweetie, what did you say?” Karina questions whilst she gently runs her fingers through Winter's hair. “Watch Oompa Loompa, mama.” Winter repeated herself but she also added two more words, her mama knew what she meant when she said that; she wanted to watch the new ‘Wonka’ movie. “Of course we can watch it, sweetie! Let me just get it on.” Karina says with a wide smile on her face.

Winter jumped up in glee, she then quickly sat down on the sofa and started kicking her feet out of excitement as she waited for Karina to put the movie on for her. When the movie starts, Winter pulls Karina onto the bed because she wants to see the movie without anyone being in her way, even though she's watched it a dozen times it still makes her happy.

As the movie played, Winter had a constant smile on her face. “I love Oompa Loompa!” Winter comments and she giggles since she saw Hugh Grant as her favorite character. “Do you know the dance, Minjeong?” Karina was well aware of the fact that Winter knew the dance, based on the amount of times she had done it since posting her version of it on Tiktok. Winter quickly nods her head and coincidentally, the song started playing, so Winter did her own rendition of the dance whilst sitting down.

Karina left Winter's room a bit earlier so she could prepare lunch, she did ask Winter if she wanted to join her but she was met with an immediate no from her baby, so she respected Winter's wishes and she made lunch by herself. Whilst Karina was cooking, Winter's laughter could be heard throughout the house as she rewinds the movie to Hugh Grant's oompa loompa song.

“She's enjoying herself, I'll leave her to it until I finish all of the lunches.” Karina says to herself with a smile on her face whilst she makes the sandwiches for everyone. It doesn't take long for Karina to finish making the sandwiches and she goes to Winter's room to tell the little that her lunch was ready. “Hey Minjeong, it's time for your lunch. Come on, you can pause the movie.”

Winter looks up at Karina and she shakes her head. “Nu-uh, I wanna stay here, mama.” Winter pouts and she refuses to leave her spot on the bed. Karina listens and she thinks of an alternative. “How about I put Wonka on the TV in the living room so you can still watch it?” The suggestion made Winter think for a minute about what she wanted to do. “Hmm? ‘kay then mama.” Winter reaches her arms out to her mama, indicating that she wanted to be picked up by Karina.

The older girl picks up Winter with ease and she walks over to the living room first because she wanted Winter to know that she wouldn't lie to her about not putting on the movie, she even went to the part where Winter was. “Alright, it's time for lunch now, sweetie.” Karina's voice was soft which made Minjeong relax and willing to sit down at the table to eat.

Lunch went smoothly for everyone, mainly because Winter was too distracted with the film to get into an argument with any of the other girls plus the fact that Karina kept her calm through feeding her parts of the sandwich she made for her, there were some moments where Karina had to remind Winter to eat.

When they finished eating, Winter wanted to sit on the couch in the living room to finish off the movie. “Are you having fun, sweetie?” Karina questions the younger girl who nods her head and smiles widely. “Yea, I'm havin’ fun, mama!” Winter's smile only grows more. After a while, the movie finishes, but Karina decided to put on the original Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory, so the duo can have a mini movie marathon together.

Hello!! I hope everyone has a positive day, night or evening. Sorry for the late upload, my mind went completely blank on occasions when I was typing this out.

[barmans-fault]

You made a good point of how this staged photoshoot will lead to increased exposure and ticket sales esp ahead of the US tour, because correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think all their US dates are sold out? They’re not as popular in the states and it’s been a couple months since I checked but I only saw a handful of shows that showed sold out. All this just reminds us of a curated version we have of him. Someone who likes privacy and wants to be lowkey doesn’t date attention seekers consistently and calls the paps on themselves. He just lost all credibility he had

Words of wisdom here from a lovely anon and thank you for sharing these thoughts, i agree with every word 💘

I think people generally get very caught up in the whole "alex is a romantic little prince too busy with his mind on clever lines he's innocent and private and not like other celebs and his privacy has been violated" narrative and tend to forget how much of a business this whole thing is.

The primary purpose of any business, be that show business or not, is to make money. The band is an asset that needs to generate revenue. American market has huge potential for that, alas, as the anon above correctly pointed out, very few of the US shows are sold out at this point, just a month ahead of the tour and the sales need to be boosted. The best strategy would definitely be to hype it up a little. American audience seems to be really into the whole straight dominant greaser bad boy persona (where do you think all those endless alex/your name fics with that shitty 50 shades of grey vibes come from?) and the target audience must be catered for. Both parties benefit: Alex gets the publicity of a cool rockstar kind of tired of his fame with a beautiful gf by his side on an expensive posh Italian resort. The pictures will now be all over insta/twitter/tiktok igniting interest in new fans and rekindling the old ones. The girls will fantasise about taking Louise's place in his arms (oh to be a girlfriend of this rich handsome millionaire musician who is also intelligent and talented and famous and who will fuck you like a whore then treat you like a princess!) and the boys will be jealous of him and his beautiful French girlfriend, wanting to be like him (oh to be this rich handsome millionaire and get all the girls!). Some more tickets will be sold, some more records, some more merch, and a couple of tens (or hundreds) of thousands of dollars will be made. Louise on the other hand, will get more followers and will have more ads, which will also lead to more revenue for her and hence whoever is managing her. Not bad, no?

Alex is usually perceived as a poet with his head in the clouds, an ethereal creature, a poetic and storytelling genius, vulnerable, autistic woodland creature, too exquisite for earthly problems, fragile and defenseless. He is, however, in no way disconnected from reality or too naive not to know how the business works - after all, he's been in it for almost twenty years. And I am supposed to believe his privacy has been violated when it has hardly been violated for the 5 years he was hiding from everyone and no paparazzi whatsoever gave a fuck about him? Oh give me a break. His net worth is estimated to be millions of dollars, same as the band. He is one of the richest rock stars of the generation. I am not saying it is a bad thing - well deserved, he is a genius after all, - but money, even for geniuses, has to be earned. Their music is a product that needs to be sold, and their public image is one of the means to increase those sales.

I do not think that Alex or Louise called the paps themselves last minute - I am pretty sure the whole thing has been set up by the management in advance, with Alex's explicit consent. Again, it is just a marketing strategy which the sales and marketing department decided to go with in order to maximise the revenue. Why would Alex refuse? And please spare me the argument of 'he doesn't need any more money'. Maybe he doesn't (although i am not sure), but the band and the whole machine working for them definitely does as it employs hundreds of people who need to get their paychecks from this whole thing. Mr. Schwarz is staying strong for them, remember?

Once this is all over, the tour is over, the contracts are done and he disappears without a trace, we'll remember this and count how many times paps will ever try to take pictures of him or his gf (zero, mark my words).

Thank you for coming to my ted talk (or thesis defence, more like)♥️

[nestaismommy]

I really don't know how people put up with it.

Yesterday I commented on why Rhysand doesn't like Nesta, and of course someone came from the other side of the fandom. I really don't know how to fight, when I was little I was unable to give an opinion about something at home that my mother would start a fight saying I was wrong. I showed her evidence showing that I was right, but it was impossible for me to gain anything from her, she did everything to be right, even if it meant being wrong. We are very different in that, I know how to admit when I'm wrong but she doesn't. So I never learned to fight for myself, defend myself, defend my opinion and rights, even when I prove that I'm right, I still tremble whenever a fight starts, because of that, even if it's online.

But back to the person who came to fight me... As soon as I saw that they had commented I started to panic, and of course, to shake too - and I'm technically new to Tumblr, so I don't know how to use it very well, I didn't know I had how to deactivate the comments for nobody to comment - because as I explained well, I don't know how to defend myself. Another person came and then everything got worse, I started desperately looking for how to deactivate comments because I'm obviously a coward and I wanted to run away from any fights, when I finally figured out how to deactivate comments I just replied to this person and before closing them I asked him politely to leave because I was just giving my opinion and trying to join a community that understood me - this side of the fandom - and I immediately turned comments off.

How can you do that? Defend something/someone you like, defend yourself, how? As soon as I saw what they were talking about, I started to shake. I really don't think this is for me lol. I'd better stay in my lurking corner, agree with everything you say, and read the fanfics of this little community of ours.

Hi Anon ❤️

It’s not as easy as it looks. I used to be like that too, I thought I was the only one.

I think that by time, you get used to it. I’m always prepared for any response I might get, I also realized that haters say the same thing over and over again. Usually when I get attacked, I take it as more of a discussion rather than an argument because at the end of the day, you have to remind yourself that this is all ink on paper. That it’s not worth the stress. I made friends who help me defend my favorite character and myself. I think having a lot of mutuals who share the same opinion as you helps. My mutuals help me a lot, even if they don’t know that. I defend Nesta when people are being unfair and misogynistic, but I don’t defend her mistakes. I’m not doing anything wrong, that’s what matters.

I think the hardest part about TUMBLR is posting for the first time and not knowing anything about how the community is like here. I was clueless when I posted, I immediately got attacked. I deleted. I didn’t post anymore. Then I saw so many people defend Nesta with their blood, sweat and tears, and it made my rethink my decision. There are so many things I wanted to say but was always too afraid to. I think we should all have the chance to express our opinions without getting attacked. So I posted again, got attacked, and I didn’t stop. I kept on posting until I made a lot of friends here. I was told that their are certain people who go through hashtags just to hate on Nesta lovers. I was sent the usernames of the problematic accounts, I blocked them and I stopped getting hate.

Sometimes this isn’t for everyone. Some people prefer to turn off the comments, so that they can express their opinions freely. I support that, even I do that sometimes. Especially on TikTok. Also, I usually find it hilarious when I hit a nerve and everyone gets mad and pressed over a fictional character. I mean, there was this one person who told me that Nesta putting herself in danger by going near the wall to look for Feyre is the bare minimum because sisters are supposed to take care of each other, and she shouldn’t be praised for that, so I said “well Feyre putting herself in danger by going out to hunt for her sisters is the bare minimum because sisters are supposed to take care of each other” they got so mad and it was hilarious.

Either way, If you need help, don’t hesitate to message me. If you want those accounts, so that you can block them and decrease the amount of hate you can get, just ask and I’m here. If you need someone to support you, I’m here. ❤️

[daisyvisions]

' warning : yandere, bl..d (o/o), d.ath (e), m.rder (u)

Since everyone is talking about yandere stuffs I felt like sharing it...

Once a jungwon (enhypen) ff popped up on my feed and damn that stuff was scary af 😭

Jungwon was class president in that fan fiction and the reader was the new student.the story legit started with him slapping the reader so hard that they fellon the floor, in an empty class. And reader slowly shares how they were the new student and had a huge crush on their class president and how they still remember their biggest mistake of confessing to him. Because ofc he said he liked the reader back and once they started dating Jungwon started becoming possessive. Reader found that cute but one day they both got into huge argument because reader was talking to Jake, Jungwon's friend.

And now back to the beginning,Jungwon called reader different names because he thought Jake annd reader were flirting... 💀

That thing was scary af like he killed Jake in the end because he helped reader who was trying to run away from that place to avoid jungwon....

Ik this is my own opinion but yandere theme is scary, scary till the extent that it makes me cry

Being jealous is very different from being yandere

And this again reminds me of a real incident that happened in Japan,there was this couple who worked in a bar. Both the girl and the guy were attractive but the girl was extremely jealous of the fact that her bf needed to serve others,needed to look at someone except her, he needed to smile and flirt with others...

She hated that and made it visible to him through arguments,but the guy was like "we both work at same place and do the same thing, yk what I'm doing with others is for money andd nothing more"

But that crazy girl wasn't happy with that so few days later when they both were sleeping she got up and attacked her bf with a knife on his chest and was laughing saying "No one can look at what's mine" And stuffs like that

Luckily he was able to run from the aprtment and someone else in the building saw him and helped him.

And guess what how public reacted to this thing. When this lady got arrested and the case came in limelight many people went on her old tik tok account and commented on her videos "Our irl yandere" Like wtf she almost killed someone

Uhhh anyways,, all of this was quite heavy but still I will never understand why ppl like yandere theme

yeah, yandere can be scary but personally I don't like it when the story gets to the point of m*rder? like what you just said.

but I guess everyone has their reasons for liking yandere, personally im into the tsundere type

I've read some yandere of tbz that was actually tolerable, and I read another that involved k*ll*ng which was a big no for me kjasndaskjnd

but damn I will never understand that tiktok culture of romanticizing killers and shit this is reminding me of the whole Jeffrey Dahmer witch after the Netflix series came out :((

[voyageofthenautilus]

Some thoughts on Captain Nemo & Prof. Aronnax

Some recent discussion got me thinking about this, and with the start of "The Indian Ocean" and the second half of the book, I thought I’d toss out this very general thought and let other, more intelligent people than myself pile onto it, if they’re so inclined. 

So the universal experience of reading 20k Leagues is that we all fall in love with Captain Nemo, right? I sure did when I read it as a kid (as did my fellow mod). I don’t think I’d encountered a character like him before. Part of the novelty was how mysterious he was. Before I read the book where his backstory is explained in full, I had no idea what had driven him to reject human society so thoroughly, and the ambiguity was delicious. Another aspect that was new to me was how enjoyable a character he was, while not being heroic or even morally good. I remember feeling conflicted when I was young about what it meant that I liked characters like that- characters I found compelling, but who objectively were not good people. There were more characters like this that came into my life through the years, but Nemo was definitely the first. 

The first time I read 20k Leagues as an adult, I saw in Nemo traits that I recognized from a person I’d once known in real life- a horrible manipulator. The violence he causes also stood out in stark contrast with my fond memories of the character. In remembering only the more alluring aspects of Nemo’s character, I had completely wiped out the parts of him that actually made him interesting to me in the first place. Even now, as we go through this story in real time, my memory of loving the character clouds his actual actions. I’ll read one of Nemo’s impassioned speeches and start nodding along, then realize… what am I agreeing with, here? The misanthropic ravings of a bitter man who won’t let himself heal from his trauma and has found perhaps the absolute worst coping mechanism? And why am I trying to reconcile the unsavory aspects of Nemo’s character, as if I need to justify my interest in him? (There’s a whole argument here about what it means to like morally complex characters and how Nemo fans would be cancelled on TikTok if this book had been released in modern times, but putting aside those half-joking thoughts…)

All of this is to say… I feel like anyone who falls in love with Nemo as a character is experiencing something similar to what Aronnax is going through. Because as I said, Nemo reminds me of a manipulator I once knew, someone who had a certain charisma about him and was able to draw people in with his larger-than-life personality and entertaining stories, who also took advantage of the effect he had on people to unfortunately hurt them. I don’t think Nemo is necessarily trying to draw Aronnax in, at least not from the start, but the way he singles him out and shows him all of the Nautilus’ technological marvels during their very first official meeting, then exerts his dominance over him by refusing to see him again for an extensive period of time (making Aronnax wait for him), and also the thing with the panels opening at just the right time to dazzle Aronnax, Conseil, and Ned with all these visions of undersea life feels so calculated and intentional, even though I know there was no way that Nemo could have heard their conversation… All of this reminds me so strong of the behavior of that person I once knew, and it makes me feel deeply for Aronnax and see him as a victim. Aronnax is so dazzled by the abundant resources available to him and by Nemo himself, the mysterious Man of the Waters, that he’s willing to stay aboard the Nautilus and overlook the implications of atrocities that Nemo is almost definitely committing. This mirrors my own reaction as a youngster (I was 12 when I first read this book) to Nemo and Twenty Thousand Leagues as a whole, where I ended up overlooking the dark aspects of Nemo’s character, and the deeper underlying themes of the novel, in favor of OOH THE SEA IS SO COOL and oooooh edgy genius with a submarine (lol). I think this is also similar to the phenomenon of people falling in love with villainous characters and making excuses for them because they’re cute or have a tragic backstory. 

And this can be tied in to real life and how a comfortable life can lure people into a state of apathy and selfishness. I recall a time I knew someone in a creative field who repeatedly expressed racist and sexist views, and the people who worked with him claimed not to agree with him but still chose to work with him because the opportunity and benefits were too great. This is what I find the situation that Aronnax is in as the second half of the book begins reminding me of the most. Aronnax knows that something unpleasant is going on, and he knows at least one of his companions doesn’t want to stay onboard the Nautilus, and he knows they’re all truly prisoners. He’s aware that should there be an opportunity for him to escape, his companion will take it, and he doesn’t want to leave him behind. And he also at least has a strong enough sense of self-preservation that he knows escaping would be good for him, too. But he also admits that he doesn’t want to end this underwater tour of the world, and I can imagine that he doesn’t want to reckon with the idea that this person who has taken him in and opened up an entirely new world to him of wonders and beauty could be committing any unjustified acts of violence. And in my eyes, it’s not just about the voyage- Nemo himself is so compelling to Aronnax that even though he KNOWS he shouldn’t trust him, he allows himself to overlook that because his knowledge, his intellect, and maybe even the enigma itself attract him.  

Just wanted to push those thoughts out there like a kitten batting a ball. I can’t describe what a valuable and enriching experience it’s been so far to not only re-read this book as an adult, not only read (for the first time) a marvelous translation that restores the full text of the book, but also to share this experience with others whose insights push me to examine the text with a more critical eye and, in turn, examine my own thoughts/feelings/reaction to it. 

[jmlagarde04]

Lagarde, John Markvin

12 KALAW

Autobiography

A Broken Past with a Stronger Future

My name is John Markvin Lagarde, and i was born on May 27, 2004. In Trece Martires City, Philippines. I am the eldest among my siblings, and we no longer have parents, only our grandmother and grandfather raised us as siblings.

Currently, I am a grade 11 student at General Pantaleon Senior High School. My strand is HUMSS because the course I will take in college is here.

The course I plan to take in college is a bachelor of science in tourism management because one day I want to be a flight attendant.

My pastime is playing basketball because it's my sport and it serves as exercise, and sometimes I eat something like street foods or samgyupsal, and usually I use social media like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok.

My goal is to finish school, lift my family out of poverty, repay the hard work and kindness of my grandmother and grandfather in raising us, and provide for their wishes and their needs.

In the vastness of the world that we encompass, each person has his own life, and with various trials and problems ahead, each one has to survive and overcome them. These are the trials and problems that really stumble upon them to become more firm and stable in the challenges of life.

And now I want to share with you the trial that really hardened and troubled me in the days when I was surrounded by anguish and fear but had to stand up and fight. When I was a child, I was very happy and seemed to be one of the most lucky children in the world. I had a father who really worked hard in Dubai just to satisfy our needs every day. Every year he came home, his suitcase was full of chocolate and chips that were delicious and really my favorites. And my mother, who is very caring and loves to cook our food for school, is also really active because she always wakes up in the morning to remind us to wake up and to be able to prepare ourselves for going to school. Not only that, she is clean at home because she doesn't want the trash and dust in the house, especially since our noses are sensitive, and the best part about her is that she is also very sweet because she always gives us a lot of kisses and tight hugs.

This is a time when our family is very happy and peaceful. There are some misunderstandings, but they are not very worse and are normal only in married couples, misunderstandings that can be solved properly with proper communication and a feeling of love, and sometimes me and my father are also the ones with misunderstandings, so sometimes my father beat me with his belt or his bear hand, but I understand that there is also a reason that sometimes I may be stubborn and my father does not have enough patience so he can quickly get angry at small things, and my mother is also my protector whenever I am beaten by my father.

Even though my father is like that, I'm their son who never gets tired of believing in and supporting the relationship and love of my father and mother. It reached the point that even at a young age, I told myself that when I had love, I wanted to be like my father and mother, so I really hope that until the end they are both together and I will have a complete and happy family that I will be really proud of throughout my life. Our family continued to be happy and stable because of the strong relationship between my father and mother, even though my father is in another country, which is Dubai, working as a salesman, and our mother was the only one who cared for us with my little sister. Until the year 2015, in the month of June, I noticed my mother, who seemed unhappy and always angry, and she was drinking alcohol that she did not really do, and every night that I saw her, she was crying and angry while typing on the cellphone. I thought they had a misunderstanding again with my father because every month they're having some arguments and misunderstandings, but I noticed more and more that the day passed and still my mother was angry and sad. I repeatedly asked her every day, but she's not answering my questions, even though I said please to her. Until a day came, I asked her again because I really wanted to know what was happening to their relationship.

Until she told me that the reason was that it really broke my heart and made me cry as much, she discovered that my father had another woman, and they had a child. She caught it because my mother had access to my father's Facebook account; she opened it, and she suddenly saw its hidden messages to his mistress. After that, my mother really cried, and we grabbed her tightly by my little sister, and I told her that we could survive even without our father and that we could get along in life even though there was no father to support us financially.

And after my father and mother separated, they cut off the connection to each other, and we left our rent because our father's sending of money was also cut, and we moved to the side of my grandmother, who is the mother of my mother, and we were accepted in full. It wasn't easy the first months that they were separated; there was my mother immediately finding a job to help contribute to expenses at our grandma's house, as well as transferring us to public school, which also didn't become easy for us because we were comfortable in private school and buying our personal needs and school supplies.

And after a few months of looking for a job, my mother became a tattoo artist, and she supported us financially no matter how much we needed every month, and she helped Grandma with the expenses. Meanwhile, me and my little sister were studying hard and achieved high grades and honors in school, giving back the efforts and love, as well as the suffering and dedication of our mother and also our grandma, who took care of me and my little sister while my mother was finding a job. Besides that, we are actively helping with the housework for Grandma by accepting us at her home and loving us unconditionally.

This challenge we did not expect to be experienced, but we surpassed it, and I'm very thankful because of the Lord that we are always grateful for guidance in times when we are full of anger and sorrow. Secondly, to our mother, who really has a strong heart and the love that is priceless for us, and especially to my dearest grandma, who really accepted us and we were loved completely. Even this proves that we can overcome all the trials of life. We just have to help each other, be faithful, and trust in the Lord.

[gianttunaring]

Just wanting to respond to your tags - I very much get where you're coming from, and I do want to clarify that I don't think the zero follower blog out there that sometimes says "I hate men" when frustrated is doing this. I don't believe a blame-based frame of mind is very helpful when trying to solve problems like these; blame tends to play into a cognitive bias where we point a finger at people rather than at patterns or behaviors, and every person is gonna get frustrated sometimes. It's even kind of a joke for gay guys to say, "Ugh, men are pigs" and such things. But these kids? I have met these kids, and they are not okay, and I DO see people talk DIRECTLY TO THEM THIS WAY. Not just random people, but friends. And not just friends, but often kids with disabilities like depression, or kids who live in poverty - kids who do not have the language to say what's wrong with their lives yet. And algorithms are a huge, and probably the biggest part of it, but algorithms don't make people directly talk to their friends this way; normalization of the behavior does. It's worth saying that the one form of oppression i see continually ignored when it comes to white boys is ablism. White boys are not supposed to be disabled, ever. White boys are not supposed to have depression that tells them they shouldn't even be alive, and if that's what they hear when somebody says, "Ugh, I wish all white boys would just die already," it is somehow never read as ablism to say, "well, he shouldn't take it that way. The world was made for him, so he should just cheer up and stop being an ass." If you're screaming into the void, or talking with friends for support, that's one thing. If you're making "This type of person is bad regardless of behavior or other factors" part of your every day speech, there are going to be consequences. And unfortunately, I do see that happen all too often. I've had friendgroups split because of it.

I see, I understand your point better now! I took your argument in bad faith and I completely agree, acting like a demographic is inherently bad does something to kids who have little understanding or stake in learning about the oppression of others. A part of me felt frustrated because lots of people in the tags of that post kept talking about how “the left doesn’t provide resources for these young men” which just doesn’t feel… true? (see: content creators like hbomberguy, contrapoints, philosophytube, fdsignifier, etc., people who care enough to break this shit down) And so often political movements shift to center whiteness (cough cough white feminism) that it’s sometimes difficult to see posts that “sympathize” (or at least humanize) those who often dehumanize people of color. As someone who’s felt stereotyped and objectified by my peers because I’m a person of color by a bunch of white kids, it’s hard to not see that post and not have alarm bells go off, but there’s clearly more nuance in the points they’re trying to make. I’m straying from the point. At the end of the day, kids need sympathy and understanding and care.

I think a part of it, at the end of the day, has to do with how political movements are branded into “left versus right” like there aren’t different sides to how identity politics affects people? Like, it is completely performative to act like the 6th grade white boy who genuinely seems to respect his peers is someone that should be blamed for an entire demographic’s oppression, and adults shouldn’t act that way towards a kid. Racism is still seen as some sort of “inherent evil” or whatever that means. And yeah, it is more productive to shift more focus towards how patterns of thinking and behavior affect and uphold systemic injustice.

All this talk reminds me of this Tiktok (ik that sounds bad but please bear with me) I saw of this person talking about the ways communities are defined, like how ones more centered on the validity of an identity will always turn against itself (posted below)

And the creator points out a lot of flaws with the ways “community” is defined. You see this everywhere with shit like the “he/him lesbians” debate (non-binary lesbians exist) or “are ace/aro people a part of the queer community” and other pointless infighting that I don’t have the energy to get into.

Thank you for being civil with me, and I apologize for dumping all of that into the tags of your post. Have a good day/night/afternoon!

[beforeyoufall-bk]

No Tipping in Japan: Why I Love It

Mr. Pink Was Right

I moved to Japan nearly six years ago, and one of the things that took the biggest getting used to was the lack of tipping. In America, where I’m from, it is customary to tip waiters, bartenders, valets, taxi drivers, and many other services. But in Japan, tipping is considered rude.

At first, I missed the opportunity to show my appreciation (or my disdain) with how much I tip, but now I love the no-tipping culture in Japan.

When Tipping Goes Wrong

A recent story about a DoorDash delivery in America, shows one example of how tipping can go wrong. 

In the story, a DoorDash server received a tip that was much lower than he had expected for his services, so they delivered their meal high in a tree and then berated the customer over text messages. Once this story went public, it became a big debate on TikTok over who was in the wrong: the server, or the one who didn’t tip as much as he “should” have.

These are some of the many problems that can come with tipping. It may trigger or enable a sense of pride and entitlement for everyone involved.

Despite No Tipping, Service Is Excellent

Let me clear, I do not think tipping is all bad. But there are some pro-tipping arguments that I used to think was true, but now would have to disagree with.

For example, one perk I have heard from defenders of tipping is that service will inevitably lower in quality over time without it. However, in Japan I rarely, if ever, see this as a true outcome.

This may be due to the Japanese culture being so focused on politeness and avoiding “shameful” or rude behavior at all costs. But, from my many experiences across Japan, I’ve been very pleased with the rate of excellent service, despite each server never expecting a tip afterwards. And, in America, I’ve experienced plenty of times when the server provides terrible service despite their dependence on tipping.

Of course, no matter what culture you are in, no one is perfect and we are all human. So, you still will run into bad service every now and then, no matter where you are in the world.

In the end, it is a credit to the general populous of any non-tipping nation when they embrace an ideal that most of us appreciate and admire in others: Doing good for goodness’ sake.  (Especially here in Japan, when Santa Claus may be watching with buckets of Kentucky Fried Chicken or coal to DoorDash deliver into your trees.)

My Experience With Expecting Tips In Japan

Throughout my travels in Japan, it has been quite a different experience from what I’m used to in America. I’ve even become quite accustomed to not tipping. Years ago, my Japanese wife and I went back to America for a few months, and she had to remind me to tip our server at least 5 times or more!

The closest thing I ever saw to tipping in Japan was a restaurant that pre-charged for each seat and bread basket at the table, but did not tell us this until we had finished the entire meal. The food was fine, but it was not worth paying extra for each chair and piece of bread at the table. To make a long story short, we never went back to that particular establishment.

With now almost decades of time spent in both America and Japan, I think not tipping is one of the things I love most about Japan. Without tipping, I have one less thing to worry about when I’m out enjoying myself. And to be honest, it’s probably one of the many reasons I find myself being able to relax a lot easier here.

(I won’t even mention how safe Japan is compared to America. Tipping is way less complicated…)

More Gratitude and Kindness — Less Pressure

I feel it is very important to note how grateful we should be when someone goes out of the way do things without expecting rewards such as money or tips; because really what is better than kindness?

It has become a refreshing release of pressure knowing that while living in Japan I never have to calculate any tip amount, or worry about what message my tip may send to a server. I also do not have to worry about explaining myself to any others who may disagree with my reasoning for the amount I decided to tip.

Don’t Tippy, Be Happy (In Japan, at least)

All in all, I much prefer the no-tipping culture here in Japan. It’s cheaper, more relaxed, and everyone seems a lot happier!

So… maybe Mr. Pink actually has a point.

What do you think about the no-tipping policy in Japan? Do you think that other countries would benefit from adopting a no-tipping policy?

またね

I hope these thoughts are helpful. Thank you so much for reading. I Agape-Love you all.

Until next time, God bless.

[wroetospotterwp]

death eater x harry???? oR SOMEONE ELSE IDK AH

Dark Red

Pairing ✨: Harry Potter x Death Eater!Reader (Fem!) (also implies that reader isn’t in gryffindor n also set during OOTP)

Summary 💓: Y/N has been forced by her parents to follow in their footsteps and join the death eaters, it doesn’t help that her boyfriend is Harry Potter.

Word Count 🖊: 2,613

A/N 🗣: FIRST REQUEST FROM THE LEGEND HERSELF 🤌🤌 she first sent me an edit on tiktok and she was like idea, so we’ve went for it, also first song imagine! all the lyrics i’ll be using will be in italics but i’ve had to change pronouns to fit harry :)

Warnings ⚠️: swearing and made my heart ache a little, manipulation

Requested? 📮: yes! :)

Masterlist

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The rain was pelting hard against the window in Y/N’s dorm, the loudness of the rain drops smashing against the glass had awoken the girl from her slumber. She sat up from bed and leaned against her headboard.

Rubbing her eyes, Y/N adjusted to the dim lighting in the room. Everything in her life was just perfect, her grades were good, she had lots of friends, and last but most definitely not least there was Harry.

They had been dating for over a year now and Y/N could see it lasting, what she felt with Harry was something so indescribable, but it made her so happy. The two of them distracted each other from their lives. Y/N helped him take his mind off He Who Must Not Be Named, and he distracted her from her parents.

Her parents did not approve of their relationship, and Y/N knew it probably had something to do with the fact they secretly supported Voldemort. But she hadn’t ever told him that, for the matter she hadn’t told many peoples.

Y/N was staring at the top of her bed, her stomach beginning to turn. This usually happened when she got a bad feeling. Y/N focused on trying to figure out what might happen, fail a test? Have an argument with someone?

Y/N thoughts were going fifty miles an hour that she didn’t hear her friend wake up next to her. “You look deep in thought.” She joked, Y/N turning to face her. “What’s the matter?” Her friend questioned.

Y/N let out a sigh. “Something bad is about to happen to me.” She mumbled, knowing how ridiculous it might have sounded.

“You’ve been listening to Trelawney too much.” Her friend brushed off with a smile, but it slowly dropped when she saw Y/N’s expression. “Come on Y/N, what could possible happen?”

“I don’t know what, but I feel it coming.” Y/N voiced her thoughts to her friend.

“Let’s do something to take your mind off this.” Her friend suggested. Y/N thought that be the best. Normally when she didn’t feel great, if she did something else to busy herself, the thought usually disappeared.

“Where are you planning to take me?” Y/N questioned, she got out of bed and collected her clothes that she would put on.

“I need to go down to Owlery, I promised to send my sister something from Zonko’s.” Her friend informed her, going into the toilet to get dressed.

Y/N decided to just get dressed in the dorm, the other three girls were fast asleep so she felt comfortable changing. The two girls them left the dormitory once they were ready and headed out their common room.

There wasn’t many students around the castle yet, but this was around the time many of them would be waking up. Many would wake up so thankful it was finally the weekend and they could have some sort of freedom.

Umbridge’s rule over the school was making many reach breaking point, there were new rules almost every day and it was completely turning Hogwarts into a prison. They weren’t allowed to do anything, couldn’t act like normal teenagers, she was determined to make everyone prim, proper and to not challenge the Ministry.

There only hope was Dumbledore’s Army, the only freedom they had. But Marietta Edgecombe had ratted them out, and they were all severely punished. Y/N felt sorry for Harry, it was all going so well and once they were caught, he blamed himself. Y/N tried to reassure her boyfriend that it wasn’t his fault, but she couldn’t get through to him.

In fact, the two of them hadn’t really spoken since Umbridge began giving them punishments, Harry was isolating himself and kept his distance. Y/N was missing him but sometimes he did this, so she decided to let him have a moment to himself and then he would be back to normal.

The girls eventually reached the Owlery, Y/N’s friend immediately heading to find her owl so she could send the products from Zonko to her sister. Y/N looked around at the different owls, but one caught her eye.

It was her parent’s owl. And it had a letter tied around their talon. Y/N untied the letter, about to read it until her friend appeared behind her.

“Has Y/N got a love note from Potter?” Her friend teased her.

“Parents owl.” Y/N informed her friend, who raised both brows. Y/N’s parents hadn’t really kept in contact with her much when she was at Hogwarts, so receiving a letter was unusual.

“What did they say?” Her friend questioned.

“I’m not sure, I haven’t read it yet.” Y/N replied, laughing slightly as she thought of something. “Might be so sad, might leave my nose running.”

“If it’s just to bring you down, ignore them.” Her friend reminded her, her arm wrapping around Y/N’s shoulder. “Let’s head back up, I’m starving.”

Y/N agreed, the two girls heading up the castle for breakfast. They entered the Great Hall and were about to sit at their own house table before Hermione waved them over.

“What’s that?” Hermione questioned immediately as they sat down in front of her, the girl’s two best friends were nowhere to be seen, but not unusual for them to be late for breakfast.

“Nosy are we, Hermione?” Y/N’s friend joked, Hermione playfully shrugged it off.

“It’s a letter from my parents.” Y/N told her, placing the unread letter onto the table.

“Oh.” Hermione mumbled, most people knew what Y/N’s parents were like, she had either told them or heard Harry’s complaints about they didn’t approve of him and the relationship. “Is everything alright?”

“I haven’t read it yet. I will after I have something to eat.” Y/N replied, scanning the table to try and find something to eat. “Where’s the toast?” Her friend reaching and grabbing a piece of toast for Y/N.

The three girls just quietly ate breakfast for a while and enjoyed each other’s company, Ron tiredly stumbled towards them. “Nice of you to finally join us Ronald.” Hermione greeted as he sat down beside her.

“Hermione, I was exhausted.” Ron huffed, grabbing as much food as he could onto his plate, he always acted like he barely eats.

“You always are.” Hermione mumbled under her breath, going back to eating some porridge.

“Where’s Harry?” Y/N blurted out, poor Ron had been harassed by her since Harry started to isolate himself. Ron most definitely knew more than she did.

“Still getting ready, mate.” Ron spoke with his mouth full, Hermione pulling a face and scoffing. “I think he’s alright today, you know, I’d have a chat with him today.” He suggested.

“Thanks Ron.” Y/N smiled, finishing what she was having. Her eyes caught the letter again, she really didn’t want to open it but she was also desperate to find out what they want. With a quiet sigh, she picked up the letter and began to read it.

Dear Y/N,

We hope you are well at Hogwarts, Umbridge seems to finally be turning that school around for the better, I’m sure you’d agree.

Well you would have when you were younger.

We miss our old Y/N, always following the rules and in our footsteps. But every since you started to attend Hogwarts with that daft old man as your head teacher, you changed.

And of course that boyfriend of yours didn’t help either, just like his father, always in trouble. Poor Lily should’ve saved herself.

As you know, the Dark Lord is back. You know how we always felt towards him, but we fear he will target us because of your choices. Many have heard he won’t accept us, because of your closeness to Potter.

He may come after us Y/N, we need you back on our side. Otherwise we’re all dead, you don’t want Potter finding out you’ve been killed by him? He can’t lose another loved one to the Dark Lord.

Write back to us as soon as you can, we can guide you along the way.

All the best,

Mum and Dad.

Y/N eyes began to well up, she knew that feeling from this morning meant something, but for it to be this bad? How on earth she was meant to tell Harry this? “Everything alright?” Her friend put a hand Y/N’s shoulder, the latter had completely forgot where she was at the moment.

“I need to go.” Y/N informed them, quickly jumping up from the bench.

“What did they say to you?” Hermione questioned, but Y/N didn’t answer her. The girl made her way from the hall, eyes trained on the floor to avoid any eye contact from her friends. But that made it difficult to watch where she was going.

Y/N crashed right into someone. “I’m sorry.” She quickly apologised as she refused to look up, she just wanted to go back into her dorm room.

“Y/N?” A voice she could instantly recognise.

“I can’t talk right now, Harry.” Y/N rushed past him, she needed to think what she was going to tell him, if she was going to tell him.

“I just hope he don’t want to leave me.” She mumbled to herself.

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It had been a few weeks and Y/N hadn’t said a word to anybody, her and Harry had completely switched places. She was the one isolating herself, trying to decide what to do. Ignore what her parents said, stay with her boyfriend and friends and hope to God nothing happens to them. Or risk listening to her parents, and possibly lose her relationships at Hogwarts?

She had been exchanging letters between her parents in the meantime to see what she needed to do, and it seemed to be to just join them at the Ministry, which didn’t seem so bad. Her parents worked high up for the Ministry anyway, so as long as they gave her permission to leave, Umbridge would let her.

Y/N had pretended to stay asleep until the rest of her dorm mates left, including her friend, before eventually getting up. The feeling in her chest was back from before, the one she got before her parents letter. “Something bad is about to happen to me.” She sadly mumbled, even the weather had mirrored her emotions, it was a dreary day, grey skies and gloom surrounded the castle.

Y/N fidgeted with her hands as she thought what would happen, anxiety fuelling her veins. “Why I feel this way? I don’t know…” She took a deep breath. “Maybe-“

The dorm door opened and revealed Y/N’s friend. “What the fuck is going with you?” She demanded. “What did they say to you to make you like this?”

“It’s complicated.” Y/N brushed off, should she tell her? She did tell her friend everything and maybe it would be good to have some advice.

After some deep breaths and forcing tears to stop falling, Y/N confessed to her friend everything. By the end of it, her friend was in complete shock, face contorting from confusing, to anger, to annoyance.

“And I just don’t know what to do about Harry.” Y/N sadly mumbled. “I think of him so much it drives me crazy.”

“Y/N, this is bad.” Her friend managed to stammer out.

“I just don’t want him to leave me.” Y/N cried, finally allowing the tears to fall.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Y/N.” Her friend snapped. “Of course he will. Joining the people who support the being who killed his parents?” She raised a brow. “I’d definitely forgive you.” Sarcastically she finished.

“But he knows what my parents are like.” Y/N countered.

“I don’t think he’ll care.” Her friend pointed out, deep down Y/N knew the same, Harry would be extremely hurt by this. “How the fuck are you gonna get out this?”

“I don’t know.” Y/N shrugged. “You Know Who will kill them if I don’t help them.”

“Are you forgetting who your boyfriend is?” Her friend raised a brow.

Oh yeah, it would be completely fair on Harry to force him to protect her family. “Like he’s gonna show mercy.” Y/N huffed. “Harry was with Cedric and look what happened, he wants Harry and to just kill who gets in his way.”

It was silent for a moment, neither of them knew what to say. “What are you gonna tell him?” Her friend quietly spoke up, Y/N didn’t say anything. Her friend’s mouth fell open and eyes widened at Y/N’s lack of an answer. “You need to tell him.”

“And say what?! Sorry, I need to go help my Death Eater parents and probably do something for You Know Who.” Y/N snapped.

“I don’t know how to help you.” Her friend awkwardly mumbled.

Y/N knew she couldn’t. She was now trapped with no escape.

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Y/N was at the Ministry with her parents, she still had no idea what they were doing or why they needed her, but it wasn’t as bad as she thought. The family got into an elevator and started to head down a few floors.

“Now, whatever you do, don’t talk.” Her mum warned her before the elevator stopped, the girl nodded and they walked out as the doors opened. Y/N could see Draco Malfoy’s father and another woman with curly black hair.

“Did it work?” Y/N’s father asked Lucius.

“I believe so.” Lucius replied, nobody really taking notice to Y/N.

“I can’t wait to meet him.” The black haired woman cackled.

“Now, now, Bellatrix. We have to leave him for the Dark Lord.” Lucius reminded her, the woman huffing dramatically. Y/N’s eyes widened, oh how she was praying they weren’t taking about Harry.

Please don’t be talking about Harry.

“What if he’s fine?” Y/N thought to herself. “It’s my mind that’s wrong. And I just let bad thoughts linger for far too long.”

“We’re going in. Have your wand ready.” Her dad whispered to her. They walked through a door with a handle in the middle into a huge room filled with crystal balls. She couldn’t study them for long before being dragged into the darkness.

The door had opened again a few minutes later, but Y/N couldn’t see who had walked in, only dragged by her parents deeper into the room.

“They should be here!” Harry’s voice was heard, Y/N’s heart dropping to her stomach. Why did he have to come here?

“Harry? It’s got your name on it.” Neville informed him.

“Follow Lucius.” Her mum whispered in her ear, Y/N reluctantly following him, who was now wearing a Death Eater mask.

“Harry!” Here it goes, Y/N kept back from Lucius as the group’s wands lit up the path, she desperately wanted to stay hidden and they would never know she was here.

“Where’s Sirius and Y/N?” Harry demanded as Lucius approached him.

“How fortunate we are to have Y/N right with us.” You could hear the smirk in Lucius’ voice, Y/N wanted to run and escape, but how could one girl manage to escape four Death Eaters?

“What are you talking about?” Harry angrily asked.

“Come on Y/N, don’t be shy.” Lucius gestures for her to come forward. Slowly and painfully, the girl got closer to Harry and the words kept repeating in her head.

“Don’t you give me up. Please don’t give up.”

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thank you so much to @drearyxo for being my first request!! i hope this was class enough for you, no hate comments from you 🙄🙄

I HAVE TO SAY I LOVED WRITING THIS SO MUCHHHHH DEFO A FAVE i think you all know by now i’m definitely better at the dialogue part then anything else, but i’m quite proud of it all today :)

there could be a part two to this??? maybe, depends if people want it

hope you enjoyed!!

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A few head cannons!

apologises if they end up distracting ur assignments.

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMLSPnk1S/

levi hanji and reader In college:), but if they were walking to the dorms and perhaps drunk, they bumped into a maybe an old lost french lady or a sign in french and the rest of the night hanji and reader were so drunk they ended up slurring the words and couldn’t pronounce things properly.

In one of their get togethers back in college after assignments and exams, the group (scout vets) they all go to a karaoke place thing, and thats when levi finds out how good at singing reader is. Hanji and Y/N r prob singing a whole new world or something like that.

Levi nearly shat himself when he saw Y/N in one of those cursed animal face masks sitting on the floor of their apartment, she also whips one out for Levi as-well, it was a matching one of course she had to.

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMLS5SQdV/

Levi with his daughter^

Even if she didnt have her period, he’s buying chocolate anyways, theres more than one lady in the ackerman house hold anyways.

The twins end up having tiktok when they’re older and go viral. Both parents end up in a tiktok now theres Y/N and Levi edits everywhere.

Caelum and Altair being terrified because of the amount of people who call their mom and dad, milf and dilf.

Levi sees one of the edits and is in complete and utter shock of how horny these people are.

In cannon verse au theres also some spoilers:

The fabric being used to keep Levi’s face away from the dirt is part of Y/N’s dress.

He becomes very reminiscent of the past because how did things become like this?

Y/N is using one of the scout’s uniform and she looks almost the same as she used to when they were younger.

Y/N’s favourite scout’s uniform is the new black bodysuit one, mainly because it hugs Levi’s figure and it looks hot on him. Of course the other one looks hot too but his abs r more define in the black one, oh dear lord🙏🙏.

She’s constantly checking him out when he’s in uniform.

Sometimes u hear Caelum or Altair telling Levi, “Mom is staring at u again.”

“I know, her eyes are burning holes into my ass.”

And Y/N actually designed it, with the aid of hanji and the marleyians.

Onyakopon joining Hanji and Y/N’s lunches and getting along very well those two.

Onyakopon is one of her favourites because of how sweet he is and reminds her of molbit kind of.

Levi barely holds himself together when he, the twins and their sister has to leave reader on the ground because she’s turning into a titan.

Despite being a titan she’s still oddly graceful.

Every few minutes Levi kisses the ring on his finger in hopes she’s still inside the titan.

Gabi was panicking and so held her arms out for her, she held Gabi while she cried.

They both see scouts when she turns back.

Because of quick acting from his daughter, he doesn’t end up in a wheelchair forever.

The whole family fought in the battle of heaven and earth.

The 3 younger ackermanns are in tears and ditch the carts they see their parents alive and with hanji.

Reader doesn’t participate in mikasa and annie’s argument, she only lays by levi’s bed thing holding his hand.

The twins end up holding Jean back, when he bests reiner up.

Mika and Altair beating up the jeargists :)). love that, distant family bonding.

omg dw you guys are never a distraction from my assignments !! it's a great break actually owo now these headcanons are just heavenly, anon --- thank you !! <33

tpt au

oh my god i wheezed at that tiktok djiwjdiwko that's me when my friend teaches me something from their dialect and i mispronounce it T^T you know what's funny, reader is half-french so for her to mispronounce words and laugh about it makes levi question is she's really alright. levi just stands there, pretending he doesn't know them like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

the day levi discovers reader can sing was before they got together and it's actually one of the reasons why he kept falling deeper in love with her. it's like there's so many things he doesn't know of her yet and he's treating it as a voyage --- getting to know her better and building a relationship with her. the whole time reader and hange were singing a whole new world, his gaze is solely on her, occasionally chuckling when she makes little interpretative dance moves. at one point, they met gazes and instead of looking away, levi continued staring at her wide-eyed because she just flashed him the most angelic smile he never knew he needed. even though reader's hair is slightly covering her face, levi still thought she was beautiful with the disco lights attached to the ceiling of their booth.

i like to think that reader is the type to fully take care of herself and going out to buy skincare products, especially in college. this image is so funny oh my lorde ejdenje poor levi. it also didn't help that she was sitting without the main lights on. and it's so cute when she wordlessly turned to him and just handed levi a face mask just like hers. to say levi was reluctant was the understatement of the century.

the amount of chocolates they have inside their house is astounding. levi buys them in packs because reader and their daughter are not the only ones who suffer from the devil that is menstruation dejdek sometimes, it's for mikasa and petra -- he even lets some of the plantation workers indulge in those chocolates. it's so hilarious because if the twins are the ones to ask for some chocolates, levi won't offer to drive them to the supermarket.

elara (their daughter): dad, we ran out of chocolates and i want some.

levi: say no more, sweetheart. want me to drive you to the nearest supermarket?

altair: [gasps] YOU DIDN'T DO THAT TO US WHEN WE WERE HER AGE!

caelum: [a hand on his heart] this hurts. mum, why does it hurt?!

elara: you two don't have blood coming out of your d---

levi: okay. come on now, squirt. let's pick up those chocolates, yeah?

altair: IT'S NOT EVEN HER TIME OF THE MONTH YET!

levi: i know!

altair and caelum: 👁👄👁

caelum: i don't like the favoritism that's inside the studio rn.

the twins would go viral for the most random of things when they're older. it starts with altair posting a short cover of a song that's been on his head for a while and the algorithm works its magic overnight. he's now one of those signing sensations in the platform and his following grows in just a couple of days. we love a talented king ^^. then, caelum becomes viral after appearing in his brother's video for just a tiny little second and altair's followers are like "who is that?", "does he have a twin? omg", or "pls feature him !!!". so, caelum occasionally makes appearances, even playing the guitar for his brother when he sings.

reader and levi are roped in this when altair asks reader if she recognizes an old french song like that trend with stay with me. it just so happens that she's beside levi in the kitchen counter. the man never glances at the phone one bit since his attention is on his wife, who's singing to the melodic tunes of a classic french love song. boom, instant popularity djijdiw. it's like they became a family tiktok through altair's account without them knowing. mind you, it's still a cover account but it's more fun if his family is on it, too. sometimes, al and cae genuinely asks the replies if they're okay whenever they mention about milfs and dilfs if their parents are featured. i mean, it's kinda a compliment but not for them, especially for them dejiudhw. they respect their parents that much.

canonverse:

aw, the thought of levi using the spare garments of reader's dress makes sense. in this au, reader is even the reason why he uses a cravat. his first one was a gift from her before they started dating and he was hooked.

levi is really sentimental. he often finds himself thinking of a different world altogether where there are no worries of titans and him and his family live on peacefully in the middle of the countryside. when things are hopeless, he does this and instantly, it clears his head because there's a tiny spark reminding him to fight for his family.

reader testing her old scouts uniform to see if it would still fit <333 the twins made her wear it for fun and levi stopped sipping on his tea, heart pounding and head clear of thought except for his gorgeous wife. she still looks the same, with the exception of a couple of inches taller.

omg reader designing the new uniform??? hell yes! she did an amazing job with it ^^ even though it was a tedious process of acquiring the perfect materials and sleepless nights, they're all worth it. when she was designing it, levi and the twins would sometimes peek in her sewing room and remind her to eat something or sleep adequate hours. the three of them were so worried for her. aside from the bias that she made the new scouts staple clothes, she absolutely adored this uniform. and i cackled at that little scenario oh my lorde reader would def do that. sometimes, she doesn't even hide that she's checking her husband's ass out ejidejie.

onyankopon :<< he actually got into reader's good graces despite being a marleyan. she knows he's not that inclined to what zeke was planning so the two of them were often found together with hange. a bonus: before anything is revealed to their regiment, hange discusses their plans with reader. given that reader has the intellect of a tactician while being in the training corps and scouts, she's oftentimes being consulted when hange needs some help. that scene where hange sits alone in a table and murmurs something about being tired? reader is the one who sees them. she wordlessly goes beside hange and hugs them, letting them know that she'll always be her shoulder to cry on and home to go to.

aaaaaa the battle of heaven and earth :<<< kill me now

they need all the manpower they have so levi, reluctantly, lets his family fight. he trusts them enough to know that they're strong. he's seen the twins climb the ranks with a prowess that even he doesn't have. he's witnessed his darling daughter enter the military with a stony facade because it's expected of her as an ackerman. he's been reader's admirer when she was in the scouts, her skills earning her a position as erwin's second.

levi feels everything caving in when reader has to be with the rest of the eldians. the numbness washing over him is worse than when he saw all those deaths years ago --- this is his soulmate we're talking about. he doesn't dare look at the others surrounding because that will make him cry. caelum is holding back their sister, who's screaming for their mom while biting his lip to prevent his sobs from coming out. altair, on the other hand, openly cries for their mom and friends, with mikasa holding his hand to stop him from recklessly going back to the ground. levi, for some reason, doesn't hear all of this. he stares blankly at reader, who mouths "see you soon" in the most beautiful and bittersweet way possible while holding gabi close to her. after all, being turned into a mindless titan is a fate worse than death in this world.

after she turns back, that's when levi truly cries.

bonus: after the family reunion moments after the battle, levi sees caelum running toward armin, who opens his arms and lets the black-haired boy hug him with a teary smile. even though the nature of their relationship is not the same (with the younger men's friendship transcends that of positions in the military), they're like a mirror image of him and erwin. at the side, altair and mikasa are standing side by side watching the two hug their relief out, the black-haired boy telling the girl that he's glad she survived.

thank you for these headcanons owo i love them !!

[miekasa]

How do you think the characters would text? And what would they put people’s name as? Like their friends, s/o, and family? I have a feeling eren has some stupid-ass contact names 🙄 but I love him anyways LOL💗💞💕

I think about this every day, and I have so many thoughts about this, you don’t even know. I’ve actually considered making like fake text messages/instagram profiles for Eren and Levi before because I’m obsessed with it BUT! I know that @erencore has some and you should check them out if you haven’t 😌

Eren either saves you as your entire government name, or like My Little Honeybunch Sugarplum Venti Iced Mocha Latte with Caramel Brulee Sprinkles loml ✨💘 He texts you about anything and everything, no matter how strange, random, or mundane it is. He’s the kind of guy to be like, “haha i’m taking a shit rn but i want you to know that i love uuuu🥺🥺🥺” King of unprompted FaceTimes. He’ll FaceTime for a simple thing that could have been resolved over texts, but he just likes bothering you; and claims it’s easier to press one button for FaceTime than to type out a whole message. 

Mikasa saves your name with your last name as Ackerman, and is kind of shy about it (she wouldn’t tell you she did it), but it makes her really happy whenever she sees a message from you. She’s a pretty normal texter, and she uses the replies/reactions buttons on iMessage a lot because she feels awkward typing out “hahahah.” She gets really happy when you text her things and say that it reminded you of her. Lowkey takes screenshots of cute and/or funny conversations you’ve had to look back on them later. Precious girl, best girl. 

Contrary to popular belief, I think Levi would be a pretty decent texter, at least in terms of how/when he replies. He’s pretty good at communication, so he makes an effort to respond to you whenever he sees your messages; especially if he thinks it might be urgent. Gets upset when you only show your eyebrows on FaceTime (“It’s called FaceTime, not Forehead Time. Where is the rest of your face.”) He also calls a lot, but those are pretty regularly scheduled. He likes hearing your voice. 

Erwin sends the MeMojis at any given opportunity, and he’s lucky his is decently cute. He also sends a lot of audio messages, and when he does text, he uses regular/proper punctuation and it can be kind of scary LMAO. He loves sending videos, gets surprised by the automatic confetti things when you type things like “congrats.” He’ll text you asking about the same thing a few times because he forgot what you responded with and you’re like “Erwin, you know you can just scroll up, and see what I said right?” and he’s like “.... I did not. Thank you for letting me know.” 

Jean has your name saved with a heart at the end, but he never says your name when he’s texting you. It’s always some obscure nickname. You text him “Hey” and he responds like “What’s up little snail 🤩” and you’re like god, you’re lucky you’re cute. Begs you to send him pictures of you, and is constantly in your Snap messages, like he doesn’t already have your number. He triple texts with no shame. Gets pouty if you don’t text him or call him at the end of the day and is so mf dramatic about it. “I am but a poor farm boy waiting for his lover to come back from a long day collecting firewood in the fields, but alas, it seems that she has forgotten about her lovelorn mate 😖😖” and you’re like “Jean, I was taking a test 🙄 I’ll call you when I get home, bye” 

You wanna talk about a really shameless triple texter, though, then that’s Sasha and Hange. They will both blow up your phone all day every day over the stupidest little things, but they’re both so damn excitable and cute, you can’t be angry with them about it. Hange uses SO many emojis, and Sasha is so quick to reply and responds so enthusiastically to anything you send her. Fanastic, 10/10 for both of them. 

Armin begs you to send him pictures of you regardless of what you’re doing. Not dirty ones, just of you doing whatever you’re doing. You could tell him you’re in the library studying and he’s like “send a pic, I bet you look cute 🥺” He saves every last one of them. Types with an all lowercase aesthetic. Sends you links to things he finds cute and/or interesting all the time--whether it be cool news about something he’s studying, or something cute he saw on Instagram. 

Connie texts you random things he’s suddenly remembered in the middle of the day like “remember when you didn’t know that bacon came from pigs lololol” and you’re like Connie it’s 3:23pm on a Tuesday, why must you remind me of that. Sends you memes and 10 TikToks back to back at 4 in the morning, and gets upset when you don’t watch them all by the time he’s woken up. Makes memes out of screenshots from Snaps you’ve sent him and sends them to you whenever he feels like he’s losing an argument. 

[peachhoneii]

I just saw your post on Willow and it reminded me that Dana Terrace, as wonderful as she legitimately is, is still a middle class cis white woman(sorry if I sound too woke here), and unlike Matt Braly, doesn't really understand the cultural nuances of what it means to be a child of immigrants. We've kind of seen that with Luz: we never get any backstory into her being Dominican other then spanish speaking, or want being an lgbtq Latina would mean (again this is a disney show so they wouldn't delve into that otherwise but still)

I don't mean to Bash her, but it kind of reminds me the live action mulan: it's not enough to just plop poc and call it diverse. You actually have to understand their lived in experiences. I think that lack of knowledge is why she centers amity even if unintentionally. Sorry for the long rant and ask.

I appreciate your rant; so, please, don’t apologize. Thank you for bringing other points up too. (I went off on a rant on my own, so it’s all good.)

A dear friend of mine and I had this conversation a few days ago. I don’t mean anything bad about Dana but you can really see where she feels “safest” with writing in regards to the non-main characters. If I remember correctly, Amity is a character she relates a lot to, so we can expect she’s an easier character to write. EDIT: This is incorrect. She finds her hard to write and doesn’t relate to her all that much, lol.

My rant isn’t meant to say Dana is racist or anything like that but that The Owl House, for all it’s good intentions, does fall in the same trap as many shows do. Gus and Willow aren’t the main characters and aren’t romantic interests and their involvement doesn’t really play much into the main plot either.

An argument can be made that Amity doesn’t either but she very much does. Even her parents’ work is now being utilized by Belos. She gets onscreen development and backstory and is made into a tragic figure and she ends up dating Luz. She has an overarching development Willow and Gus aren’t getting and what we do get is minimal compared to Amity’s.

Another observation I’ve noticed is that both main ships are interracial relationships involving a white coded person. Lumity. Raeda. It’s not bad or wrong but something that hit me recently. Just a “huh” moment.

Amphibia does have that edge ahead of The Owl House. Anne’s culture really doesn’t come out and she shares it with her new friends in Amphibia. There are episodes dedicate to it because she’s a homesick teen. Braly really catches the big and tiny bits because he has the experience. He even brought in his MOM to voice Anne’s mom. We see so much in the little time we’ve got available.

I browse TikTok from time to time and was surprised to find a significant portion of the fan base aren’t pleased with Luz’s design and it got me thinking about Willow, who is as far as we know, canonically biracial since the argument was made that Luz’s design doesn’t reflect her multiracial heritage. I can’t say it doesn’t because genes do what they want and it’s not my area, but knowing Luz is based/inspired by a real person and her hair not naturally straight, I see where they’re coming from.

We know Willow’s voice actress is biracial. Korean/black. We don’t know if her parents were meant to reflect this or this was pure coincidence when Tati was cast. Just feels…Willow is really getting shafted and even with her potential episode won’t do her justice in the long run of the show unless she’s given a prominent role. I don’t see that happening.

As much as I know people will disagree, Lumity happening is a little unfair to Willow considering what Amity put Willow through for years. Parental pressure or no, Amity actively participated and bullied Willow for years. That was our introduction to their characters.

So, yeah, it would suck that your best friend started dating your former friend turned bully without some sort of conversation. I blame the network for that (speeding up the time and all) but seriously, Luz didn’t come off as a good friend for doing that. Knowing their history, she should’ve talked to Willow or at least had some sort of conversation talking about this.

Sadly, the second it was confirmed Amity had romantic feelings for Luz, we knew the series would focus less on Willow and Gus and more on Amity and Luz. It happens and it’s marvelous for the representation. So many deserve to see a full blown wlw romance portrayed but…at the same time, intersectionality is a thing and well, characters get shafted.

While Dana and her crew may have the best intentions, they’ve failed (so far!) when it comes to other POC side characters, but at the end of the day, creators write what they want to read and I don’t have high expectations for white creators to get it right when it comes to racial representation. I’ve accepted that. So, I’m not mad but am a little disappointed.

Like I said, this could totally change. We have half a season left and a few episodes for S3.