#killing anf murdering

[rosepetalsthings]

I want dreambur to be real and them to announce it on stream because I want to see the nuclear fallout that would occur from them kissing

[faerociousbeast]

being an ultimate is ltierally just. youre getting awared for beinf better at your autism than everyone else

[yan-maid-cafe]

Yandere Spirit

Imagine you never truly escaped your yandere...

You couldn't remember how long you had been locked in that psycho's basement. Chained to the wall day in and day out. Having him insist on changing your clothes himself and hand feeding you all your meals. Having to deal with his jealousy and rage. It was a nightmare.

So of course when you got a chance you had to take it. You couldn't let this opportunity slip through your grasp. So you secretly managed to pick the lock on your shackles and waited for him to let his guard down. Using that moment of defencelessness to pry the kitchen knife out of his hand anf plunging it into his chest. Stabbing him again and again and again, until you saw the life leave his eyes.

You finally ran out of the house, still covered in your admirer's blood screaming for help. Running all the way to the police station. Though as you told them your story, you could get over the feeling of eyes staring into the back of your head.

The trial went by, you got away with the murder being an act of self-defence, and you tried to get back to your life. You tried to get over the past. Going to a therapist, getting on meds, getting back in contact with your friends and family. It was hard but you wanted to get back to your life. Make up for the months stolen from you. Though no matter how hard you tried, you could never shake the sinking feeling that you were being watch. Just like before...

You tried to force the thought away. The fucker was dead, you saw it with your own two eyes, you caused it with your own two hands. You were just paranoid. But everything was so strange anymore. It felt like history was repeating.

Things in your room would change location, doors you swore you had closed would open on their own, and you still felt those eyes staring at you. It was just like last time...

That's when you started calling the police and the hospital and the morgue. All for confirmation. And they all said the same, he was dead and buried. So why couldn't that calm you? Why did it feel like a lie? Why were you convinced he was still there? That he was still watching you.

...

Then that night came. Being woken up by the sound of the phone ringing. It was an unknown number. You tried to ignore it. Rejecting the call and curling up back in bed, only for the phone to ring again. Checking the number, it was the exact same as before. Ignoring the call again, you didn't even get the time to roll over before the phone rang yet again. You finally answered, ready to demand an explanation from whoever was on the other side. Only for your voice to die in your throat.

"It's me, Darling~..."

Your blood ran cold. It was him. How was he calling you? He was supposed to be dead...

"Oh, how I've missed you. I've been so lonely without you..."

You killed him. You watched him die. How was he doing this? He was supposed to be gone...

"But that all changes tonight..."

How could this happen? What did you do to deserve this? You thought...

"Because I'm finally taking you with me..."

You thought you were finally free...

[cryptidghostgirl]

Hello hi- back to my shenanigans again (the one with the fake dating + lobby portal + frozen half the pentagram surely not an OC ahahah anonymous asker) - anyway- heres some MORE angst.

Reader's past lover- died waaay before reader back in their teens because readers mother found out about their not so heterosexual relationship and decided to shoot them both but only killed one- reader escaping and killing her mom in return (let’s name her Charlotte- with mane wolf features- so wolf+fox+deer features a combination! ) and barely moved on after meeting Alastor like years later, yet still haunted by Charlottes dead eyes reader saw when she woke up from some sleepy poison. Now Charlotte is in heaven and reader in hell alongside their radio-lover lover!

Yet somehow- maybe though a very uncanonical accurate meeting where angels go down to see the new hotel after hearing sinners can get redeemed Charlotte (not to be confused with Charlie) is one of said angels and suddenly all those waves of emotions come rushing back and reader can do nothing but stare.

but oh wait! Angels/Winner dont remember their past life so reader goes to her- and shes just “Oh hello! Whats your name? :3” (shes an angel and loves the stars and plants and everything nice can do no wrong) “I-… I guess you dont know me in this lifetime” (AND DOESNT TELL HER THEYVE MET BEFORE because what good would that bring?)

But alastor is also there lurking in the back. watching them- he knew someone was in readers life before him but reader never said more than that. Will readers feelings for Charlotte come back? Will reader stay to the infatuation of murderous acts that Alastor bought them? Will reader choose the pure love that might not spring again?

The infamous blizzard demon overlord! that never dropped their mask around others that always seemed to have the upper hand in any situation, the cold- charismatic- brutal and ruthless overlord- suddenly speechless at the reappearance of someone they used to know. How will everyone react?! “Sweet as a pea, but sharp as a knife- now shocked like the stars have fallen”

GAAAH MY BRAIN IS TOO BIG ANF FULL OF ANGST!!!!! Heres some kisses too: maybe next fic its me x you pookie 😘😘🥰🥰😘😘😘😘

A/N What a wild way to close off a request, I honestly got so much respect for that. I don't do OCs but for the sign off comment, I'll make an exception. Also I am assuming you want this as a part two to Frostbite because she's still a blizzard demon?? Apologies in advance if I got that wrong. Also,, not you quoting something else I've written in your request. That's crazy, thank you so much for the love.

Day Lilies (Alastor x Blizzard demon!Reader x Angel!OC)

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Part One: Frostbite (Alastor x Reader)

Warnings: Homophobia (from other people and internalized) and murder. Smoking/cigarettes and angst. Always angst. I think that is it, please correct me if I am wrong.

Word Count: 2,969

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The best thing about the Hazbin Hotel, according to some, was the fact that not one but two overlords who had found a home there. The Radio Demon and the Frost. Feared, revered, respected, and making an appearance for the first time in seven long years.

Without Alastor and Y/n's help, Charlie would not have been able to achieve all she had and she was eternally grateful to the pair, even if they were a tad confrontational and violent at times. Deeply in love, indebted to one another in a billion and five different ways, Alastor and Y/n had worked hard for their life in the underworld. As the angel stepped gently out of the portal, following her superior, Y/n felt the pressure of that life as it began to crash down around her.

When Charlie had struck the deal with Heaven to have an angel come down to the hotel to track its progress and assess if any of its inhabitants were worthy of redemption, Y/n had thought nothing of it. Sure, it was a bit irritating but if anything, the deal seemed ripe for entertainment and thats really all she and Alastor were after at the end of the day. She had figured the angel would be some low ranking nobody. She had thought it would be amusing, that they would torture the poor creature, that things would stay roughly the same. Never in her wildest dreams had the notion ever crossed Y/n's mind that the angel might be Charlotte.

Of course, Y/n had known Charlotte must be in Heaven. The girl had always been so kind, so good to her very core. It had just all seemed so far away and now, somehow, there she was, peeking timidly out from behind the seraphim's back.

Charlotte looked different, having taken on some animalistic, wolfish features since her death. Sharp ears sprouted from the untamed mess of her hair, fangs peeked their way out from the corners of her lips but Y/n was sure. It was Charlotte. It was all in the eyes.

"Welcome, Sera." Charlie politely began, taking a step forward.

Normally, such a show of self restraint from the young demon princess would have caused curiosity to spark a fire in Y/n's chest. Now, she just stood beside Angel as Charlie had requested, eyes wide and mind reeling.

"Is this who we will be working with?"

Sera looked at the shy wolf of a girl behind her and nodded her head, gesturing for the girl to step forward.

"Yes." she replied, her voice cold and haughty, "This is Charlotte, she has been with us for a while and we trust her judgment on matters such as this."

"Oh how funny!" Charlie brightly exclaimed, "My full name is Charlotte too but, I go by Charlie. Do you have a nickname you'd prefer?"

"Just Charlotte is fine." the angel softly replied and Y/n's breath caught in her throat.

The girls voice was honeysuckle, it was sticky sweet teen love.

"Why her?" Husk asked and Charlie shot him a glare, "She just seems a little..."

Sera laughed lightly, a caring smile sneaking on to her face.

"She's a little shy, but she is smart. Even when she was alive, she had an ability to read people, to see right through to the essence of their beings."

Charlotte blushed slightly at the compliment, turning away.

The southern sun beat down over head, long grass whipping at their legs as Charlotte, running, dragged Y/n to the center of the field.

"Lottie!" Y/n exclaimed, half laughing, "Where on earth are you taking me?"

Charlotte glanced back at her companion, a mischievous smirk painting her lips that sent bolts of red hot fire through to Y/n's fingertips.

"You'll see."

After a few more paces, they came to a panting halt. Charlotte turned to Y/n, placing a hand gently over the other girl's eyes. With a guiding hand, she lead the blinded girl to a spot a little ways off where she had snuck off to earlier and set up a picnic. There was fresh fruit, Georgia peaches from her family's own orchard, and home made lemonade. Slowly, Charlotte gifted Y/n with sight.

Y/n's mouth fell slightly open as she surveyed the scene before her. Sixteen and in love, she turned to Charlotte, taking both the girl's hands in her own.

"When... how..."

"I know things have been rough at home lately. I wanted to do something to make you smile."

"How did you know? I never..." Y/n cleared her throat, "I never said anything... I nev-"

"You didn't have to. I know you, love. You never have to say a word."

Alastor watched his lover silently from the other side of the group. Charlie had insisted they flank the guests, dragging Y/n away from his side just as the portal had opened. She didn't show it, not obviously, but he knew something was wrong. From the second the portal had opened and the angels had stepped through, she had gone tense, her eyes fixed on the one called Charlotte, the tips of her frostbite blackened fingers tapped against one another in wild thought.

"Well," Sera sighed, looking around at the ragtag group of sinners and demons, "I had best be on my way. I will be back in a few days to pick Charlotte up, please be kind to her over the course of her stay."

With those parting words and a reassuring pat on the angel's shoulder, Sera stepped back through the portal which closed behind her.

"Well," Charlie began brightly, clapping her hands together, "let's do introductions! I am Charlie Morningstar and I run the Hazbin Hotel with my girlfriend, Vaggie."

Vaggie sent Charlotte a wave which she timidly returned. With a deep breath, Charlotte stepped towards the line of sinners before her.

"Alastor." Alastor hummed, grabbing Charlottes hand and shaking it harshly, "A pleasure to be meeting you my dear, quite the pleasure."

It struck Charlie as a bit odd he said and did nothing else but, she made no mention of it. In her mind, Alastor was simply on his best behavior as requested. In reality, he was far too focused on the way a slight flurry of snow had begun to settle on Y/n's sharp shoulders.

"Nice to meet you too." Charlotte replied, extracting her hand from his grip and moving down the line.

Y/n's heart pounded wildly against her chest as Charlotte grew closer. Her tail twitched behind her, flicking back and forth gently, and her breaths grew slightly heavy. Although he noticed the odd behavior, it was impossible not to from his place beside her, Angel said nothing. At long last, Charlotte came to a stop before her.

"Disgusting!" Y/n's mother's voice rang out through the yard, "You are both complete and utter disgraces!"

They hadn't meant to be found out. As far as Y/n's mother had known, Y/n and Charlotte were best friends. Charlotte had come over to help Y/n with her chores, they had been doing laundry out in the yard when Charlotte had playfully flicked water towards her beloved. One thing had lead to another and before long, they had been wrapped up in one another, planting a singular, soft kiss on each other's lips. Y/n felt Charlotte's hand tighten around her own, she took a step forward.

"Don't you dare speak to her that way!" Y/n yelled back, anger burning brightly in her eyes and adrenaline shaking her limbs with wild courage, "Don't you dare!"

Her mother scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"She is a bad influence on you! The devil sent to curse me!"

Y/n's mother stepped forward, grabbing Y/n and wrenching her from Charlotte's grip. Charlotte tugged at Y/n's mother's dress as she dragged her girlfriend harshly into the small house.

"Let her go!" Charlotte cried, "Stop it! We weren't doing anything wrong!"

With a harsh slap to her face, Charlotte was sent to the ground. Her mother threw Y/n through the door, the unfinished wood of the floor sending splinters deep into Y/n's knees as she struggled to get to her feet. Her head had hit the corner of the table in her fall, the world was spinning. Y/n's mother grabbed the shot gun from where it lay beside the door. Just as Y/n managed to stumble to her feet, holding her swaying body up with a hand on the table she had hit, her mother stepped outside and slammed the door behind her, locking it.

Y/n rushed over, trying desperately to wrench it open to no avail. The anger had turned to panic as she heard her mother cock the gun.

"What are you doing!" she heard Charlotte yell and Y/n rushed to the window.

From her vantage point, Y/n watched her mother train the gun on Charlotte who had her hands raised and was stumbling backwards.

"Run!" she yelled, banging her fists on the glass, "Lottie, run!"

"Please." Charlotte was pleading, tears wetting her cheeks, "I promise I wont ever come here again, I wont ever come near her again. Please!"

"Lottie!" Y/n yelled again.

With no regard for her own safety, Y/n punched the glass of the window. The pane shattered around her hand, puncturing her soft skin. Blood, hot and wet, ran down her arm as she pulled her hand back to her side.

"Yeah, you sure as hell wont!" Y/n's mother yelled, her voice thick and low with rage, "You'll be dead!"

Y/n flung her leg over the window sill, shards of glass digging into her as she pulled herself through the hole she had created.

"Lottie!" she yelled again, "Run!"

Her screams were drowned out by the sound of a gunshot. Charlotte held her hands to her stomach, blood pouring from between her fingers. Their eyes met.

"Lottie!"

"And you are?" Charlotte asked expectently.

Y/n shook her head slightly, pulling herself from the depths of her memories. Everyone was staring at her, she had no idea how long the angel had been standing before her. She cleared her throat.

Alastor didn't know what was going on but, whatever it was, he knew he didn't like it. Using his shadows, he appeared behind Y/n and placed a protective hand on the top of her head between her horns. Her hair was damp from freshly fallen snow and Charlotte gasped slightly in surprise at his appearance.

"My dear," he grinned, leaning down to Y/n's ear, "you're snowing."

"I..."

Y/n looked up, her cheeks flushing pink and the heart on the tip of her tail puffing up as she realized what he said.

"O-oh." she stuttered, brushing his hand from her head and the snow from her shoulders as she regained control of her powers again, "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

The other members of the hotel watched in a mixture of shock and confusion. They had always known Y/n to be cold, to be harsh. They had always seen her devotion to the man behind her as infallible. No one had any idea what was going on but, the presence of the angel stopped them all in their tracks.

"It's quite all right, what's your name?" Charlotte asked again, her voice honey sweet.

Y/n took a deep breath, morphing her features into the closest thing to a kind smile she could muster.

"Y/n." she firmly replied, "I'm Y/n."

Her eyes scanned Charlotte's face intently as their hands made contact. She waited for the shock of recognition, for the tears her Lottie had always been so prone to. There was nothing.

"That's a very pretty name." Charlotte replied, "It sounds like it is from the same era as mine."

That raised some small hope in Y/n's chest. She took a step forward, bringing herself closer to the angel.

"Which is?"

"Oh, I don't know." Charlotte replied, her cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment, "Angels don't get to remember their lives on earth unless they are pretty high in the ranks. I've been told I was from Georgia though, that I died in the early 1900s."

Y/n froze, her breath trapped in her chest, a knife buried deep within her heart.

"Oh." she mumbled out in a broken whisper, "I guess you... you don't know me in this lifetime."

"What was that?" Charlotte asked, leaning in a bit.

Y/n shook her head, letting go of Charlotte's hand.

"Nothing. I... I need some fresh air, I think. If you would all excuse me."

It didn't take Alastor long to find Y/n once Charlie had let him return to his duties in favor of showing Charlotte around the hotel. She stood out in back of the hotel, her back pressed firmly against the wall and a cigarette crushed between her fingers. Shakily, she took a drag.

"What was that about?" Alastor asked, leaning up against the wall beside her and folding his arms across his chest.

"What was what about." Y/n cooly replied.

"Y/n, don't play dumb."

"I knew her back when we were alive, thats all."

"Is that all?" Alastor asked after a moment, "You seemed..."

He trailed off. Alastor was angry. He had always been the jealous type, protective to a fault. He could see how shaken up Y/n was however and so, running a finger over the ring he wore, Alastor took a deep breath.

"That angel, Charlotte..." her name lingered poisonously on his tongue, "it seemed there was something a lot more than just you knowing her."

"I picked these for you." Y/n bashfully stated, shoving a bouquet tied with a rough bit of twine towards the pretty girl beside her, "Here."

Tentatively, Charlotte took the bouquet from Y/n's hand. She held it gently, watching the way the breeze played with the petals.

"Georgia asters?" Charlotte hummed thoughtfully, "And yarrow?"

"My momma didn't used to be poor. She grew up in a rich family, gave it up when she married my dad. Her momma taught her floriography." Y/n's words came out in a big rush, they chased after one another in a breathless flurry of nerves, "It was big in the victorian era for fancy people, all about talking through flowers. She taught me asters symbolized wisdom, faith, and valor and that yarrow was for healing and... and love... besides, I know you like them. You're always staring at them when were out."

Charlotte looked over at Y/n who's cheeks were bright red. She smiled, her eyes shining.

"I love you too." she said, nudging Y/n gently with her elbow.

"Yeah, but..." Y/n sighed, running a hand through her messy hair, "I... god, Lottie! I don't just love you like a sister. Its... I understand if you don't wanna talk to me anymore I just couldn't... I couldn't keep it in anymore."

Y/n looked away, tears pressing hotly at the backs of her eyes. Charlotte's eyes went wide.

"I understand... I won't be mad... I just... I'll leave."

Charlotte's hand shot out, grabbing Y/n's wrist as she pushed herself from the fence they were leaning against. Slowly, Y/n turned to face her. Charlotte was blushing now too and looked away, still holding Y/n tightly.

"I don't..." she took a deep breath, "I don't love you like a sister either."

"It's wrong... it's so wrong... what would my mother say... what would your mother say, I-"

Charlotte cut Y/n off, standing on her toes to press a soft kiss to the slightly taller girl's lips. It was clumsy and foreign. Y/n trembled, her eyes fluttered shut.

"I don't care." Charlotte said, "I don't care."

"Yeah." Y/n sighed, taking a final drag from her cigarette before stamping it out beneath her heel, "Yeah."

"Do I have anything to worry about?" Alastor asked and Y/n's eyes met his.

He had known her long enough, he could see the conflict.

"She was my first love, Al." Y/n admitted, "We were girls together."

"You're my wife."

"It's different."

"Do I have anything to worry about?" Alastor asked again and Y/n looked back out at the sky.

"She doesn't remember me."

"But you remember her."

"But I remember her." Y/n confirmed, her voice cracking, "I couldn't forget if I tried. She haunts me, Al. She has always haunted me, since long before I even met you. Lottie died in my arms, Al. My mother killed her, shot her right in the stomach. I...."

Y/n trailed off into silence. It was more about her life before she had met him than she had ever revealed before. Alastor took a deep breath, conflicting emotions battling behind his eyes.

"What are you thinking about?"

He was trying to keep his cool, to save face. He was failing, anger and a secret fear ate away at the edges of his words.

"Day lilies."

"Day lilies?" Alastor repeated and Y/n nodded, meeting his eyes once again.

"A floriography thing again?"

Alastor knew of Y/n's interest in the symbolic properties of plants. It was one of the only things she ever spoke about concerning her mother and her shadowed past before that night in Mimzy's bar.

"Yes."

"What do they mean?" Alastor sighed, resigning himself to his fate because god, if Alastor knew anything he knew his fate was Y/n. She held his heart in the palms of her hands.

"Love for lovers. Love for mothers..."

"And?"

His heart pounded against his chest.

"And loss of memory."

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[insufferableprotagonistpoll]

Round 2

Propaganda why Marinette Dupain-Cheng is insufferable:

She easily gets away with bad, stalkerish behavior, it always feels like she can ‘do no wrong’ unless the show wants us to pity her, and the show writers want us to think she is a quirky and socially awkward girl when throughout the series we see her be friends with basically everyone in Paris with many connections to high up places.

I get she has social anxiety but the way she goes about stalking Adrien is kind of the worst like she even has creep shots of him hanging in her room? That’s weird. I think Adrien’s going through enough without having to deal with the main character being his stalker lol. I know they’re (spoilers) at this point but in the beginning it was so sus

In the newest season, Marinette hides the fact that Hawkmoth was Adrien’s dad. This leads to the bastard getting a statue and honored as a hero after his death. Adrien now never gets to know the fact that his abusive and neglectful father was the one trying to kill him and is instead proud of him.

Her crush on Adrien is like a black hole for her character. Things she’s done because of it:

1) stolen property

2) ruined dates

3) humiliated other characters

4) has a chart of Adrien’s daily schedule for the next year in her room (this is stalking)

5) broke into his room and sniffed his pillow (also a crime)

6) sniffed, took the hair from, and tried to kiss what she thought was a wax statue of Adrien

7) convinced her parents to let her go to China. Why? Not because she wants to connect with her mother’s heritage, not even because she’s a budding fashion designer and Shanghai is considered a fashion hotspot. It’s because Adrien was there.

I started the show, watched one episode, and never tried again. I simply do not vibe with her.

shes annoyinng anf shes a stalker

I love fanon miraculous but by god she has got to stop obsessively stalking her crush and generally making a ton of other terrible decisions. I’d submit Adrien too but he’s more of a deuteragonist

More propaganda

Anti propaganda

Propaganda why Aelin Ashryver Galathynius is insufferable:

Your basic Mary Sue. Styled as the incredibly cool best-assassin in the land at only 18, she nevertheless is constantly snuck up upon, distracted by pretty boys, and possesses not an ounce of wit. In a competition between murderers and thieves to win a place as the King's Champion, she sees a bag of chocolates on her bed that she didn't put there and immediately starts eating it and gushing about how much she adores chocolate - nevermind that they just had a trial involving poison, which several of her competitors are adept at. She's always right, and other characters exist just to tell her how awesome and beautiful and wonderful she is. And then she turns out to be a super special magical fey princess!

I generally don't believe that a Mary Sue is a bad thing, but the only thing I remember about this book was how she had been in prison for years but was super young but was also still the most super-specialest assassin. And she kept reading when she should have been training or sleeping. Like, girl, this is not final exams where you can stay up all night and then roll into class in your pajamas and still squeak out a C. It's supposed to be life and death. Her character traits didn't make her relatable, they made her a moron

Heir to a kingdom plus turquoise eyes plus best assassin in the world plus protagonist centered morality

Anti propaganda

[juno-box]

🔑

Clementine in Richmond was such an after thought in 303 because for starters, why did David even let her into Richmond (Spare Conrad), like you saw her. You know, she knows, a few other people know as well.

Second, she's really only in the quarantine to tell Javi she hates his brother. That's it. The first chapter goes no different if she's there or not, despite her and David glaring at each other but that's it. People who should acknowledge that she shouldn't be there literally don't.

Clem shouldn't even had been used as bait to begin with (going off who's in our party at the time). You're telling me Paul Monroe, fucking Jesus who tests people and gauges their traits will give me grief for brutally murdering the man who lead the charge that killed my niece, a young girl... but will side with Conrad in hand-delivering another young girl into the hands of that same group who (for all they knew) were murdering raiders and not object once?

Besides Jesus' slight mischaracterization, Clementine was a fucking wild card as ANF went on. Trauma is a motherfucker but the writers pushed her to the point where she is more than willing to kill anybody that wrongs her once. Like Javi dodged Matrix level bullets because she was more than ready to assist Lingard's suicide and leave David to be eaten alive for the one time they crossed her. And Javi can let her be used as bait, so I'm pretty surprised she even helped him during the trip out of Richmond, not gonna lie.

Like S3 was the season where I found myself not favoring Clem majority of the time, like I would find myself agreeing with S2 and S1 Clem before S3 Clem. I feel like the only time I could stand behind her would be with the Eli situation in Prescott, but that's probably it. Like she was straight thuggin' 50% of 90% of the time. Personally, I think it's OOC for her in a way but it's even more OOC for Javi to just go along with most of her actions.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for taking in my sister's illegal children?

I'll give y'all some context, I have a twin sister, let's call her L, who i have a really strong bond with. IMPORTANT INFO, she was a priestess of sorts and wasn't allowed to have kids. She fell in love and eloped with a very shitty man from a rival country but came back pregnant. I was also in love with a person from our own country (who i later in life realized was a shitty dude), let's call him B. SOMEHOW NO ONE NOTICED L WAS PREGANANANT, keep that in mind. L begged me to take her children once they were born, but at first i refused. We then went to pray to our ancestors (who we also later realized were kinda fucked up too) and one of them, who also gave birth as a priestess, let's call her Y, LIED TO ME THAT I COULDNT BEAR CHILDREN SO I WOULD TAKE L'S KIDS!!! We then told our father, the king of our country, that our ancestors told us we had to go on a mission to scout out a very special healing plant, anf he allowed us to go. L gave birth after a while to 3 kids, who we'll call H, LB, and J. We came back to our country after a while and told everyone that they were my kids. And everyone (including B) was overjoyed! We watched them grow up to become good people, and they didnt know a thing for their own safety. But, unfortunately, my ex-friend who was in love with me, let's call him A, commited arson and trapped us, threatening to kill them so I confessed that I'm not their mother. A took this information and went away. Tomorrow, A was found murdered. After a long while, H, LB, and J found out their parentage. H, however, revealed to everyone their parentage and ran away, supposedly dead.

Now, this was a long time ago, and all is forgiven, but lately since all that has happened with B, A, and all that, I've been reminiscing and doubting my new position as Queen and just need someone else's opinions. AITA?

[sadlynotthevoid]

I think we need at least one more bnha x dc crossover in a fusion AU way with bad parent Bruce just so we can have Trained Assassin Teen Jason go to UA in a rehab way (because I doubt bnha proheroes are really against killing in certain cases and Jason would flip that shitty distopia from inside out if given the chance, which he should have) and Stain go after Bruce's ass.

Outside Jason's interrogatory room:

Random diplomat: —and so we decided to consult with yourself, since this is... an exceptional case.

Nedzu: I knew there would be trouble to decide a punishment for the Red Hood, but I wonder what makes everyone so uncomfortable.

Random diplomat, who I'm going to call Jeff: Well, that's— why don't you take a look at him for yourself? *Activates one way mirror function*

Jason, a literal teen: *bored out of his mind, spinning in a swivel chair*

Nedzu, not a human but also in charge of a whole full school of teens: Ah. He's younger than I expected. Though that explains a lot of things.

Jeff: It does?

Nedzu: The decision of making Batman face the Joker to force him to kill him, despite his well known irrational protest against killing in all cases, instead of killing him himself makes more sense coming from a traumatized teenager in seek of safety and certainty.

Jeff: I see. Anyways, his age is one of the three reasons why it's nearly impossible for us to come to a conclusion.

Nedzu: Having in count his young age, I assume his life circumstances is other?

Jeff: Yes. The kid was interrogated by an agent with a range truth-type quirk before and— He was murdered. And resurrected, violently. Then spent a year or so under tha care of assassins.

Nedzu, smiling wide: Oho. So that's the reason.

Jeff: For his last antic, yes. Knowing this, it's hard to judge him because no one has gone under similar events before. Specially because his previous life wasn't exactly a normal one either.

Nedzu: By the way, what is the other reason?

Jeff: ...his fans would burn us alive if they discover we put him, a traumatized teen who almost got killed by his father, in prison for killing people who— under any working system— should end in life sentence or penal death.

["Sir, the crowd outside doubled its size."

"Again Ramírez? This is the third time already!"

"There's nothing I can do bout it. They aren't doing anything illegal."

"Anf onef ovf them gahve me a muffin."

"Johansson! Not eating during guard duty."

"He didn't have breakfast, sir."]

Nedzu: So that's the real reason.

Nedzu, already taking the legal papers: If we agree in a few things, then I'm willing to have him in UA to rehabilitate him.

Jeff: Of course.

Aizawa: *enters to Nedzu's office*

Tsukauchi, Jason and Nedzu already there: *turns heads to him at the same time*

Aizawa, a single father of twenty children: Oh no. What did they do now?

Tsukauchi: As far as I know, nothing yet this time.

Nedzu: Aizawa, take a seat. This is Jason, he's going to be part of your class starting today.

Aizawa: Isn't him a bit old?

Jason who has never been normal for a single day in his life: Apparently, I'm seventeen...ish. You should have seen me a week ago. I looked like 19 years old.

Tsukauchi: The doctor said it could be good for him if he could look at himself and see his real age, so recovery girl made a call.

Jason: It was a therapist. I've never had one of those before. And oh boy, wasn't she right? I only jumpscared myself twice this week.

Aizawa, already resigned to parent this kid: Hahhhhh.

Todoroki, going downstairs after a nightmare: *stops*

Jason, in the middle of a stress-baking session: *looks at him dead in the eyes while whisking cream*

Tokoyami, sitting in the dark for no reason: Revelry in the dark.

Jason, finishing yet another cake: More like a feast. Black forest, you two?

Todoroki: Sure.

Dark Shadow: Me three.

Aizawa: Class, due to recent events, you will have a new classmate joining you.

Jason: Sup.

Aizawa: This is Jason. He is—

Todoroki: An excellent chef. Thanks for the cake.

Aizawa, too used to their bs: —technically a criminal. But there were extreme circumstances and the global government agreed to let him free and give him a hero license if he graduates from Nedzu's hellish rehab program. Good luck.

Jason: Meh. Can't be worse than digging myself out.

The whole class: Hiiiih—

Aizawa: I was talking to them. They have a terrible low terror resistance and you can traumatize anyone who talks with you for more than ten minutes.

By the way, in this AU Jason has a healing quirk. Because he deserves it and I like it how it goes with his name. Plus, the angst of baby Jay trying to heal his mom even after she had already died and it's only her corpse.

I was thinking it seemed like a normal healing quirk, but after he dies, resurrect and is thrown into the pit it evolves. As time pass, Jason finds more and more phoenix resembling features in his quirk.

[spitinsideme]

Any news from writer anon or southern lesbian anon?

Also what’s your favorite video game if you play any? And how tall are you?

i do play dome video games ! im nt very good at them thoifh im shit at anything that involves fighting or shooting or actual skills i love a goof gMr where i do nothing, like dragon city ! best gamr rver im on level 45 💪💪 and honestly ? most games i have i just got because the ckver looked colourful or i hesrd soemthing funny about it and was lime oh sillh i have to get that !!

i have five video games, borderlands 3 (u got this game becauxe of taht mad moxxi ask a while ago, shes from borderlands 3 and GOD SHESOSUFKCING HKT AND SHE APPARENLTY HAS A DOUTHERN ACCRNT ??? LIKE FUCK MEER UP THE ASS PLEADE !!!) but its a shooting game and i have been losing .. a lot of times .. and when i win its nkt even luck or skill i think the game jjsy feels bad and pities me but the women in thks game are HOT !!! i also have cyberpunk 2007 (i got this game bwcaude i once saw a yoitube short about hwo the dick and tits are customisable and you can like make them big or small and i thought that was hilarious so i got it) but i am actually so bad at the game, whenever i play it i dont even do the main thing i have to do i go explore and drive anf i dont remrvrrt yhe commands and so i once ACCIDENTALLY took out my gun and everyone started FIGHTING ME ???? AND I WAS SCARSD SO I TRIED TO RUN AWAY BUT I ENDED UP SHOOTING THEM 💔💔 I FEPT BAD FOR SOME REASON AND MORE POEPLE CAME TO TRY AND MURDER ME AND IT WSS ALL ACCIDNETAL !!! but thwy have a strip srx club thing and so i tried to have lesbian sex but i ended up TAKING OUT MY GUN AGAIN AND THE STRIPPER SEX PERSON KILLED ME ???? CANT EVEN GET FUCKED !! i also have resident evil village (i want to get chased and murxered by lady dimitrescu but rverytime i play i get so happy taht i jst want too save thr moemnt i get to be chased by lady dimitrescu for a perfwct day), watch dog legions i also play !! (got this game becade the guy in the covet had a mask so i thought this game would be .. about .. masks ? and i lime masks so i thoight that was cool), and then i have biomutant !! (got this game becahse rat creature thing and i like rats)

and, the last time i checked at least, i am 155cm !!!

[spaceagebachelormann]

being the st. cassian chamber choir members younger sibling

pairing: st. cassian chamber choir x gn reader (platonic)

warnings: swearing and mentions of violence

a/n: inspired by a conversation @juneberrie and i had <3

masterlist

Ocean O’Connell Rosenburg

babies you

literally refers to you as “the baby” to the rest of the choir

“sorry guys i have to go pick up the baby!”

also she keeps you away from your parents at all times

makes you lunch because she knows they’ll give you a cheese sandwich made from human breast milk…

her sandwiches are normal cheese!!

anf also gives you apple juice

she loves you sm and is very overprotective, sending mischa to destroy anyone who bothers you

Noel Gruber

acts like he’s annoyed by you

(he is not, will literally kill for you and secretly loves you v much but obviously he’s never gonna tell you that)

calls you little dumbass

would switch between being nice to you and being mean

“good morning you stinky ass hoe! you look great” <3

forbids you from doing any reckless without him

ocean would definitely try to befriend you

Mischa Bachinksi

THE overprotective brother

can and will murder someone for you

upset over something? someone will be mysteriously disappearing tonight

head pats are a thing

when he walks past you best believe he’s patting your head

you sleep in the basement with him because his parents were ready for toddlers, not you two

yes you know about talia no you haven’t met her no you don’t know if she’s real

he also plans to take you back to the ukraine with him <33

Ricky Potts

you hear random star trek music and the cats musical from his room at like around 2am

invites you to watch with him

a good brother <33 looks out for you and probably gets the choir too

i don’t think hed open up to you about zolar until your like 13 or you find a notebook filled with it and force him to explain

has like a 6th sense and somehow knows when your upset

and he barged into your room like “what’s wrong and do i have to send penny after someone”

speaking of penny she LOVES you

your older sister figure

Jane Doe/Penny Lamb

the best sister ever

gives you piggy back rides

the choir will be waiting for her before rehearsals and she just has this child on her back

“uh… who’s your friend?” “this is my sibling y/n”

ricky comes over a lot so you get close with him

he can’t give you piggy back rides but he gives penny little things to give to you

she doesn’t have a licence but she takes you to get ice cream everyday

would buy you the whole stand if you asked

Constance Blackwood

helps you with hw <3

if you can’t figure something out or just give up she bribes you with sweets to make you finish it

it works every time

a movie lover and will binge watch anything with you

also gets you into a lot of fandoms

cough httyd cough

a trolls 2 fan and gives you the most SERIOUS FACE EVER when you make a pinkie promise with her

it’s actually scary

taglist: @phoneymedic @juneberrie @starlit-epiphany @presidentroarie

[tujhse-raabta]

info dump about Tony

ASIFKEKGKEKFLLELVLELFLEKFE I LOVE YOU

ok ok okay so this man

this man. i will be the FIRST to say that he's done some real wrong - yeah, I get it, capitalism billionaire bad - but do we talk about how much he TRIES? how HARD he tries? to be better?

and he SUCCEEDS GODDAMNIT! he - a civilian, having gone through severe trauma - throws himself into a warzone to help people. he risks his business and his EVERYTHING bcs he's realised the impact of his work. could he have gone about it better? yes. is what he did ALREADY FUCKING AMAZING? YES.

but he is still the villain in all their eyes. his best fucking friend turns against him TWICE OR THRICE. pepper just sees him as what he once was no matter how he tries to change.

the Avengers use him? they use him, his intellect, his tech, and then they turn around to blame him for everything that goes wrong.

ultron was not his fucking fault. he'd PUT IT TO REST, HE'D PUT OFF THE PLANS

IT WAS THE SCARLET MAGIC SCEPTER SHIT THAT MADE IT HAPPEN

ANF CHANCES ARE WITHOUT IT? ULTRON WOULD'VE BEEN TRULY GOOD. BUT NOOOOOO, DON'T LISTEN TO YOUR FUCKING FRIEND, NO, THROW AN INDESTRUCTIBLE SHIELD AT HIS - SUITLESS - CHEST WHEN HE ALREADY HAS A FUCKED UP HEART

also Bruce falling asleep while Tony was sharing his trauma and shit hurt me so badly it hurt my soul it made me click pause and CRY. GOD. HE DESERVES SO MUCH. I SOB OVER THIS MAN DAILY

anyways civil war is where I go rabid. it's where I get so fucking pissed. people DARE TO BLAME HIM FOR HIS REACTION? THEY DARE?

his FRIEND - who, he already has a negative background with considering howard fucking stark - don't even get me started on that - used his money. his resources. to find the - albeit brainwashed - murderer of his parents. of his MOM.

and he knew all along, and he hid it.

also the suit is a fucking TANK. he could've killed Bucky and Steve easily? do we forget that he managed to survive having a moon thrown at him? but he didn't? aaaah? someone get this man some good friends?

AND HES A FRICKIN JELLYBEAN. HES A SWEETHEART. A BABY. HIS SMILE. ITS LIKE NECTAR. HES A LOVELY TINY DARLING. UGH. I ADORE HIM.

[laurellerual]

What are your thoughts on the twow mercy sample chapter? It was so jarring to me to see arya know how to use sex as manipulation. But i do love when she kills raff and he says ‘you ll have to carry me” and she repeats what he said when he killed lommy its just amazing how detailed grrm really is, plus it again shows arya isn’t completely forgotten (like i see so many ppl seem to think🙄)

I love many aspects of the Mercy Sample chapter.

I love that the chapter opens with a wolf dream and a weirwood tree. And it closes with Arya who, in her head, puts aside the name of Mercy, to play the last part of the mummer's farce and do justice for Lommy. Lommy, a person that Arya didn't even like, but he was innocent and he's dead and this injustice doesn't matter to anyone but her. I love this, because it demonstrates more than clearly that all those people who repeat that Arya is No one from AFFC, were wrong then and now, in the TWOW, they are still wrong.

I love the description of Braavos shrouded in mist and the bridge of faces. And I like the description of Mercy's clothes which is very suspicious and strange. Mercy still wears Cat of the Canals' salt-stained boots and still uses a rope as her belt, but this time it's dyed blue, an expensive color. She wears a simple dress of undyed wool like a lowborn in Westeros would, but she wears a red-lined purple cape like a highborn in Braavos would. She dresses in a way that sums up much of her journey so far. The pockets of her cloak are filled with mysterious objects: a fruit knife, an iron key and a thin blade that does not belong to Mercy. They are pockets that represent the ability to compartmentalize identity Arya has acquired, and they are loaded with potential for the future.

I love the metatheatrical thing that allows Arya to wander among the ghosts and caricatures of the characters we already met: Izembaro and Robert, Bobono and Tyrion, Lady Stork and Cersei. But not only the actors, also the Snapper and Daena whose dynamic with Mercy is somewhat reminiscent of that between Septa Mordane, Sansa and Jeyne. I love the moment Mercy reminds us that despite all that has changed since book one, her stitches are still crooked. I love how Shakespearean Martin's writing is with the lines he puts in Tyrion's mouth.

Finally, I love the parallelism that is intertwined throughout the chapter between the events that will have to take place on stage at the Gate and the events that Arya lives now. For after seeing an Essosi girl being raped and killed on stage by Tyrion (a man of Westeros affiliated with the Lannister crown)… The city will awake the next day to find poor Mercy's room red with blood and a Lannister guard will be missing and it will be obvious to draw parallels between the two situations anf Raff will be accused of Mercy's murder.

This is all interesting because it shows us that the FMs are starting to use what they know about Arya for their own ends and those ends seem to be working in favor of Stannis and the retaking of Winterfell instead of in favor of the Lannisters. It also shows that even within a plan Arya is left with the right to choose how to implement it, showing us a less dogmatic side of FM and changing a bit how we generally think of them.

Overall it's one of my favorite sample chapters.

It's strange to see Arya use sexuality as a weapon so lightly, but it's no surprise. Arya is an intelligent character who has experience with prostitutes and courtesans. She knows Raff is depraved because he knows he participated in that young girl rape that Chiswick laugh about. The role that she plays with Raff is the part that she studied for the Bloody Hand, is the role of Shae.

Mercy could not be Arya's first chapter in TWOW, cause Martin doesn't write the chapters in order. And it's also more than probable that the chapter has already been modified and partially rewritten in recent years and that the version we will see published will be very different.

We know that 'Arya in Braavos' material is not lacking, Martin joked that he could write a novel just about that. And we know that the 5-year gap would have served above all to give the Stark children time to grow. As the books progressed Arya's chapters became fewer, yet the single chapter covers much more time. At the start a chapter saw days go by. Now the chapters in Braavos imply that Arya has been there for months if not a year already. This technique allows Martin to do time ellipses and age Arya faster by speeding up her narration. I don't think it's a coincidence that by checking the timelines of the chapters made by fans Mercy is chronologically later in time, more than all the others; the timelines of the POV characters are not aligned. I think this speaks to Martin's eagerness to make Arya grow up faster because of the things that await her later in the story.

We will have to wait and see… The simple answer is that Martin at the beginning of the story miscalculated the ages with respect to the actual time that passes during the events of the published books and now we live the consequences of that. In any case, he has already expressed the belief that "if a twelve-year-old has to save the world, so be it", and therefore it seems that he made peace with it.

I am aware that this is a problem with the books I am reading, I acknowledge it and move on. The way I explain these when the ages don't make sense to me is: It doesn't say anywhere in the books that a year in the world of Westeros is as long as a year on Earth sooo… I'll pretend that a year in Westeros is a bit longer and therefore according to Earth years the characters are a bit older.

[limeston-lane]

Building a vampire au story about Prester Virgil.

Making the little cut here cause I'm gonna yap on what I have so far on the story.

Things are subjected to change! Due to how I've seen Dracula (1931), but I haven't read the book just yet. Here is the story I'm slowly piecing together! It's inspired by Dracula and slightly some of The Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

By the next morning, reports of two deaths have been made. One cog, one toon. For the cog, they paid not much attention to the death, regarding it as a simple incident. The Toons of Ye Olde Toontowne were not so casual regarding their manner. It sent the area into hysteria! Toons panicked and were sickened with their fear. The bite marks and the loss of blood could only mean... the return of the dead. The cogs were not too easy to believe such stories, and neither was the rest of Toontown. Benjamin would later find himself in that section of Toontown to have a little listen-in upon whatever talks began circulating. He entertains the idea of such vampires existing and only becomes more enthralled upon learning more about this frenzy.

A visitor wanders the night in Ye Olde Toontowne. Looking for a certain someone. Anf in the residency of Prester Virgil, the mysterious figure looms...

Prester awakes! Feeling oddly refreshed and an odd pit filling him. In much confusion. For a brief while, he roams Ye Olde Toontowne until meeting upon another lawbot, albeit them being startled at the sight of him for being up unusually late for his schedule. He speaks with them, confused, and takes a walk to refresh himself before an unknown feeling takes over him. He tries to resist, and to his horror, he attacks the cog. Killing them! Shock and horror wash over him at his actions... yet he cannot help but feel such an indescribable excitement and sickening euphoria fill him. As horrible as it was to him, he wanted more. Either it be from his fellow cogs... or those critters he hated.

Later that evening, when the sun began to lower, he was about to head home. There, he continued to see the superstitious acts of the Toons. Shutting their windows, placing hawthorns near the entrances, and keeping their crosses and mirrors nearby. Before one Toon would retreat into their home, they approached Benjamin and urged him to leave as quickly as possible. Scoffing at such behavior, he thought himself to be fine on his own. Yet the Toon kept persisting him until seeing it had no impact upon the cog. But they didn't leave him to his demise, offering him a cross necklace for his safety. He would've scoffed at this again but felt obliged to at least accept it if it meant the toon would leave him alone. He resumes leaving the area before he is soon to gain the feeling of being stalked. Benjamin looked around, assuming it was the town's paranoia gaining in on him. Within a quick instant, he was soon attacked by an unknown figure! Before any more could be done, the figure stares in shock and repulsion before leaving. The necklace dangling from his neck was still with a slight injury from the tackle. He remembered the face he saw of the being who attacked him, the look of a bloodthirsty animal and eagerness to bite. Only to stare at him with sudden repulsion. No, at what he had on. The cross. And to only increase his horror and fright, he knew who attacked him. Prester Virgil. But why would he do that?! He hasn't angered him before. Well, actually. But not enough to assault him!

And so, the two began to work together to uncover the truth and stop these murders from occurring. Even if it meant teaming up with the enemy as well. They have a sense of urgency to work as quickly as they can. Otherwise, Toontown would soon bleed dry. And who knows if it'll stay in Olde Toontowne forever or if it'll only be him that will drink...

Benjamin runs out of there panicked and is still being watched. The next day he attempts to tell the others regarding what has happened. Much to either laughter, anger, or simply nothing. Those thought he was stupid to even believe those toons; others thought it was a poor joke to play upon a coworker, with Cathal and Tawney not paying attention in the slightest. As bits of confusion and slight despair were placed into him, only one seemed to stand up for him. Holly. She witnessed an attack from the night before, and the talk between toons only began to make her feel suspicious. Seeing that Benjamin not only had an idea of who it may be and was a victim only furthers her beliefs.

[mardytoast]

with ao3 it seems like people are crazy about a fic for 3 days then immediately just forget abt it

ill be reading a fic that made in literally 2020 that hasn't had any interaction since october 2021 like?? these are bodys of WORK that ppl have put so much time into they don't deserve to have a flood of kudos the day after uploading and then pure radio silence

i can't imagine how bad you would feel if you uploaded a 80k multichap all at once bc posting as you write just isn't your style, only to get 30 kudos

it actually feels like being in a "complicated" relationship ��

but anyway moral of the story is don't judge a fic based off the kudos, read what you want to read and support ppl just throwing out a one shot here and there. maybe even leave a comment

this is a completey safe and ENCOURAGED space to plug ur own fics or other that deserve more traction, I'll go first

Someone Worth Remembering

-AJMICKEY56

can't believe I've never talked abt this fic on here bf bc it had my FOAMING at the mouth and i said as much in tjr many panicked comments i left

it's a MURDER MYSTERYYY where wendy snaps and goes on a killing spree and oh my god. couldn't recommend anything more. it's written so fucking well it genuinely had ME scared. at so many points i actually wanted to scream i never knew what was coming next, and let me tell you, THE NEXT IS JUICY

if you like plot heavy and almost novel-like fics, read this i swear it's too good anf so well thiught out and slfksksmak

[bullet-prooflove]

Sons of Anarchy Fandom Questions

Thank you @yourwinchesterbros for the tag! It was really interesting to see your thoughts on the series and out fav guys!

Tagging: @drabbles-mc @darqchilddaydreamz @withmyteeth and anyone else.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉:

Chibs, he just fucking speaks to me as a character and the longer the series has gone on the more I fell in love with him. He's just so consistant and true to himself, he feels so deeply for the ones he loves and doesn't give a second thought about protecting them. He is so fucking fierce and empathetic.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒘:

My baby Tig, he's so fucking feral I just love it. In the first few seasons, he was the most violent and reactive, and obviously we find he is completely perverse. However he had had these moments of humour (like in the bounty hunter ep) that just made me burst out laughing. He is so unapologetically authentic, like he owns his filthy self. As the series went on we saw some real depth to the character and we got some insight into what makes him tick and it just blew me away how versatile the character is.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕:

Opie, literally 5 seasons of him being a moody shit. I just never felt that he actually had a moment of happiness in the series, he's always dour. I know he went through a fuck load of shit but still he doesn't seem to take any joy in anything, even when he's riding.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔:

Gemma, she is my love hate character, she is so fucking fierce and she goes after what she wants. Instead of sitting back and being someone's old lady, she fucking owns it and make it her own, however some of the shit she did is completely unforgivable. I just think at some points she's been through so fucking much she's like a wounded animal lashing out, constantly in fight or flight and I can empathise with that.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓:

Tara, so consistantly she has been such a good character. Loved her arc, loved her response to things that happened in the club and the way she's always managed to keep her hed above water however S6 took her completely off the rails.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒄𝒉:

Chibs and Tig, we could alternate weekdays.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰’𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆:

Chibs, he is so true to himself and his principles and he feels so deeply.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰’𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒑:

Juice, esp with that thing with his father. When Chibs asked him about his paperwork and it dawned on him, I wanted to scream. He's just a little dumb sometimes and it kills me.

𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆:

I did like Jax and Tara, like as a couple they really worked for me.

Nero and Gemma - like he was so soft and sweet with her, protective and understanding and took no shit when she was fucking rude to him. In turn she really seemed to feel something for him. It was a healthier relationship than her and Clay, which was rooted in death and manipulation.

𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆:

Opie and Lyla - She was too good for him. She is so resilent and strong anf sweet, sees the good in the world. I feel like she genuinely loved him and his kids, however he didn't. He just kept asking things of her and taking from the relationship.

𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆?

Clay, just fucking Clay. Like everything he does makes me want to murder him and then he does something worse and I am like you are unredemmable.

Which character death affected you the most?

So far Miles, he was doing everything right for the club, was completely happy, helpful and would have been a complete asset but he died a traitor in an unmarked grave because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Also Halfsack, he wa such a loveable character. Sweet and fierce and that whole thing with Cherry was just so lovely. He was so dedicated to the club, he lived and died for it.

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Round 3

Propaganda why Marinette Dupain-Cheng is insufferable:

She easily gets away with bad, stalkerish behavior, it always feels like she can ‘do no wrong’ unless the show wants us to pity her, and the show writers want us to think she is a quirky and socially awkward girl when throughout the series we see her be friends with basically everyone in Paris with many connections to high up places.

I get she has social anxiety but the way she goes about stalking Adrien is kind of the worst like she even has creep shots of him hanging in her room? That’s weird. I think Adrien’s going through enough without having to deal with the main character being his stalker lol. I know they’re (spoilers) at this point but in the beginning it was so sus

In the newest season, Marinette hides the fact that Hawkmoth was Adrien’s dad. This leads to the bastard getting a statue and honored as a hero after his death. Adrien now never gets to know the fact that his abusive and neglectful father was the one trying to kill him and is instead proud of him.

Her crush on Adrien is like a black hole for her character. Things she’s done because of it:

1) stolen property

2) ruined dates

3) humiliated other characters

4) has a chart of Adrien’s daily schedule for the next year in her room (this is stalking)

5) broke into his room and sniffed his pillow (also a crime)

6) sniffed, took the hair from, and tried to kiss what she thought was a wax statue of Adrien

7) convinced her parents to let her go to China. Why? Not because she wants to connect with her mother’s heritage, not even because she’s a budding fashion designer and Shanghai is considered a fashion hotspot. It’s because Adrien was there.

I started the show, watched one episode, and never tried again. I simply do not vibe with her.

shes annoyinng anf shes a stalker

I love fanon miraculous but by god she has got to stop obsessively stalking her crush and generally making a ton of other terrible decisions. I’d submit Adrien too but he’s more of a deuteragonist

More propaganda

Anti propaganda

Propaganda why Aelin Ashryver Galathynius is insufferable:

Your basic Mary Sue. Styled as the incredibly cool best-assassin in the land at only 18, she nevertheless is constantly snuck up upon, distracted by pretty boys, and possesses not an ounce of wit. In a competition between murderers and thieves to win a place as the King's Champion, she sees a bag of chocolates on her bed that she didn't put there and immediately starts eating it and gushing about how much she adores chocolate - nevermind that they just had a trial involving poison, which several of her competitors are adept at. She's always right, and other characters exist just to tell her how awesome and beautiful and wonderful she is. And then she turns out to be a super special magical fey princess!

I generally don't believe that a Mary Sue is a bad thing, but the only thing I remember about this book was how she had been in prison for years but was super young but was also still the most super-specialest assassin. And she kept reading when she should have been training or sleeping. Like, girl, this is not final exams where you can stay up all night and then roll into class in your pajamas and still squeak out a C. It's supposed to be life and death. Her character traits didn't make her relatable, they made her a moron

Heir to a kingdom plus turquoise eyes plus best assassin in the world plus protagonist centered morality

Anti propaganda

Propaganda why Dean Winchester is insufferable:

Really mean to Cas (called him a child, zero respect for him, calls him family and casts him out when the angels are looking for him), and an absolute dick to Jack (threatening to kill him CONSTANTLY)

>Was a misogynist (loved to call women skanks, bitches, hoes)

>Used gay as an insult multiple time during the show's run (idc if he's gay an homophobic, that's still insulting)

>Beat up his brother for being possessed

>Beat up his brother for losing his soul (not his brother's fault)

>Used dubious consent to get his brother possessed in a different unrelated possession incident after possession was being used (badly...this is supernatural after all) as a metaphor for SA

>Threatened to murder his brother when he was hallucinating (yay we aren't ableist)

>Locked a child up in a box

>Threatened to kill the child he locked up in a box

>Made a creepy, sexual comment about a barely-legal high school girl

>Got the woman and kid he was living with memory-wiped

misogynistic scumbag. theres also a few different times that dean finds teenagers sexy with the most recent and prominent example that i can recall being the scooby doo crossover episode in season 13 where hes super into daphne who in the version they chose for the episode is 15-16 and is interacting with her as if shes a real person cause they got magicked into the episode. he treats everyone around him like shit and the only time the narrative agrees that thats a bad thing is when he has the mark of cain put on him and hes acting no differently than he does usually its just now acknowledged that hes treating others like shit. ive been rewatching the show for shits and giggles with a friend and wow he really does not treat anyone well but i wanna focus on how he treats sam for a second cause dude's hobby seems to be ignoring what his brother wants and lying to sam about doing stuff that directly concerns him the demon blood and souless things are reasonable cause those were both Bad for sam but theyre still part of a wider pattern and the most prominent example of this being when dean tricks sam into letting gadreel possess him and actually gaslights sam about it with the whole ordeal ending when its revealed gadreel lied about who he was and while possessing sam murders a friend of theirs. his voice is just also stupid as fuck im sorry this is just petty but he just sounds like hes trying so hard to be gruff n intimidating but he just sounds like a kid pretending to be batman

Dean’s list of sins is crazy long because of how long the show ran, but the key thing for me is that post-locking Sam in the bunker (season 4 I think?), I just can’t enjoy their relationship anymore. I normally love their sibling dynamic, but Dean’s ultimate worst past-the-point-of-no-return moment for me was demonizing (pun intended) his little brother for being “addicted” to demon blood, which only happened because of a series of events that were either Dean’s or someone else’s fault, not Sam’s. I also really dislike how the fandom treats Dean like this angel (pun intended) who has done no wrong and even tries to justify the MULTIPLE times he’s beaten up and otherwise abused his little brother. Canon Dean is like the polar opposite of fanon Dean: he’s homophobic and racist (jokes about a Black man being sexually assaulted in prison), misogynistic (take a shot every time he calls a woman a slur and you’ll die of alcohol poisoning), and abusive.