#literally none of my coworkers respect him

[sludgedyke]

my bitch ass lead just yelled at me and my coworkers who just clocked out bc we were trying to organize info for a shift trade and I yelled back bc I just finished an 8 hour shift and am sick of his shit. anyways he got made and tried dragging me up to the managers office but.... I was already clocked out, and he ran ahead of me so far up the stairs without checking I was still there, so I grabbed my jacket and bag from downstairs and bailed lmao

[bludgeon-alt]

I have a sternritter oc actually I just never talk about him

[pigdemonart]

Battle Subway Depot Agents (by pig-demon)

When I made designs for these guys last year I didn’t really think they needed colored references/master post, but since then I’ve drawn them a lot! Also people have added them to their fanfics and drawn fanart! So I figured it was time I made a post for easy ref. :]

These designs are obviously free to use, just give credit (and link me your work if you're comfortable, because it makes me happy to see!) All I request is to stay respectful to their pronouns and skin colors, ya knooow… 👍 note: The pokemon on their cards are all companions, not the ones they use on the Battle Subway. Except Jackie...the litwicks are just there to fill space/give them company.

More info under cut:

Edit: Important disclaimer:

These are again my designs/interpretations for the agents. Please don’t treat them as canon or as the only, quintessential designs for these literal background npcs. Many people have done takes on them before and after me, even back in 2010. It feels silly to ask, but due to past experience, I ask that you please DONT hunt down anyone that does a different take on the depot agents!! 👍

Tags:

I'm gonna start tagging them individually, but for now all Depot Agent comics and art on this blog are tagged under Depot Agents.

Height chart:

I’m not too strict about heights, so I don’t really care about actual measurements. Here’s an approximation of what I tend to visualize though:

Sexualities/Gender Identities: I don't have official labels for each and every agent because I like keeping things fluid for characters to develop these traits on their own. However, as a queer person, I enjoy designing characters who are also queer, therefore I can safely say none of these characters are straight. The ones who are set in stone are Ramses (gay man), Cloud (lesbian woman,) Jackie (non-binary.) Furze uses he/they pronouns but their gender is undetermined. I also welcome anyone giving the agents a different gender identity to suit them (as long as it's done respectfully.)

Notes about each agent...

Cameron:

- Cameron dyes parts of his hair blonde and keeps other parts in black. This is because he is a big fan of Elesa and her fashion choices.  - Though there have been a few occasions to meet his idol, he is always way too nervous to approach her, feeling deep down that he'll mess up somehow. - He practices modeling poses in secret. He loves flourishes and flare, but is simply too insecure to put it on display. - Of his coworkers, he gets along the best with Furze. He's the easiest to talk to because Furze will do most of the talking. - Cameron is easily intimidated — even mean Pokémon can make him nervous. Though, his two worst fears are being left in a room alone with Jackie, and being left alone in a room with Isadore. - He takes advantage of his height to sometimes hide behind some of his coworkers. - Cameron is much better at Pokémon battles than he gives himself credit for. Emmet and Ingo were pleasantly surprised by this, since Cameron was promoted to fit a temporary role on the Battle Subway. They happily made him a permanent member when he proved himself capable. - His Dwebble (Pebby) is secretly very strong, and rushes to protect Cameron when it can. Cam sometimes thinks Pebby helps him feel more confident in himself too.  - If he stumbled into any of his coworkers outside of work, he would simply explode of embarrassment. - He is the youngest child and only son of his family. He lives in his own apartment in Nimbasa.

Cloud:

- Cloud (like Ramses) knew the twins when they were very young. - She used to be an ace trainer in her youth, even going so far to compete in the Pokémon league. Winning and becoming the champ was the most important part of her journey, but something happened along the way that changed that outlook. - It seems with age, her competitiveness has mellowed out. However, she maintains an intense energy when battling.  - Her favorite types are Psychic and Flying types. Swoobat (Sweetie) is her ace.  - Her favorite hobby is baking, and she often bakes sweets for the crew. She knows all their favorite flavors by now! - She prioritizes keeping a friendly relationship with all her coworkers and thinks of them fondly. She considers Ramses family after all the years of working together!  - She is a big fan of Brycen's movies and can recite the lines. - She lives with her wife in Anville. - Cloud loves doing maintenance work both at home and in Gear Station. She enjoys bringing her own tools and industrial flashlight.

Furze:

- Furze only has one volume setting (mid loud,) but he finds himself feeling right at home when talking to either one of the twins. - Furze has ADHD, and this is reflected in some of his habits, most visibly is his fidgeting when sitting still for too long. - He rides a bike to work every day. When he is late, Cloud clocks in for him so he doesn't get in trouble. - This is a kind of a guy that sits crouched gargoyle style on chairs. Only outside of work, of course. Bad posture could get him in trouble. - While working on the Battle Subway, there will be times Furze feels sorry for his opponents and offers to quietly let them pass anyways. This...has also gotten him in trouble. :[ - He went to the same elementary school as Isadore in Castelia. Though Isadore seems to have forgotten their short-lived acquaintance, Furze has not. This is part of the reason Furze claims they are in fact good friends!!! - Furze is the middle child of a big family. He lives with his mom and takes care of her, along with his many Darumakas and Darmanitan. All of his Pokemon have famous trains names. - He collects model trains. Naturally.

Isadore

- Isadore had plans to become the station master the moment he was hired as a depot agent, but alas... (sad trumpet sound.) - As a youth, he was more interested in science and engineering over Pokemon battles. He enjoys the strategizing aspect, at most. Not so much the competitiveness. - In addition, his Pokemon are all rescues and not used for battling. He's had his Watchog (Winston) since he was in his late teens. - His Electrode (Gregor) and Voltorb (Leonard) were rescued from the likes of Team Plasma. - Isadore admits he understands Pokemon better than humans. This has been apparent his whole life. - In spite of acting like a sitcom villain, Isadore cares about the management of Gear Station and the safety of the passengers to an incredible degree. He sees it as a personal life goal to assist in the management of Gear Station, as well as the success of the Battle Subway. - Though it pained him to become a subordinate to the twins, he begrudgingly accepts it for the greater good. - His almost militant efficiency certainly made up for his years of antagonizing the twins before they became the bosses. Ingo and Emmet understand this better than anyone. - Isadore keeps tabs on all of the staff members. So he very well knows all their birthdays and makes it a point to celebrate it. This is by no means a -happy- or -festive- event. It's just customary. - Like Furze, he was originally from Castelia, but now resides in Nimbasa. Isadore's only family is his mom and she lives in his childhood home with their Stoutland. - Isadore would have probably been voiced by every glasses guy ever J. Michael Tatum had he not already been cast as dear Emmet lmao

Jackie

- Jackie is a mystery and they like keeping it that way. When they talk, it's practically impossible to determine what is a lie or truth, especially if the subject is themselves or their background. - They love scaring Cameron the most and will ask to be paired with him whenever possible. They claim Cameron is their "favorite coworker," while Isadore is the least favorite. - It's plain to see why -- Jackie is the only one that doesn't passively tolerate Isadore's tirades. - Though my comics sometimes may allude to Jackie being a ghost/supernatural, this is not confirmed nor canon. I just personally enjoy toying with the concept. : ) That being said...

- Item #: SCP 7453

- Object Class: Euclid

- Special Containment Procedures: The ████ ██████ is ██████ within ████-██████. - Ingo and Emmet choose to not question anything about Jackie, since it's clear they're one of the more efficient workers. However it can be a safety concern... - Cloud and Ramses have worked with Jackie for a long time, though they've forgotten somehow. They believe Jackie is a new hire since they appear to be young. - Anyone trying to make sense of Jackie's employee records simply can't bring themselves to any conclusions. It's better to ignore the inconsistencies. - Jackie has never been seen to leave Gear Station. Jackie has never been seen in anything but their uniform. Jackie has never been confirmed to eat, drink or blink. Jackie knows your secrets. Jackie thinks it's... amusing.

Ramses

- Ramses sometimes misses having a full head of hair, but he thinks his signs of age make him look distinguished. (he is correct.) - Ramses is sort of the "mom friend," making sure everyone's concerns are heard, as well as trying to keep the peace whenever a conflict might arise. - If another coworker is feeling low, Ramses will try to cheer them up with a lighthearted joke or offer advice if they'd like it. - When the twins were promoted to bosses of the Battle Subway, Ramses cried because he felt so proud. - In most circumstances, he is a very simple and logical man. He is quick to find solutions and tries not to fret over the little stuff. It's not good for his heart after all. - His ace is his Pikachu (Musa,) though the mouse is more of a lap pet now. At home, he also has an Audino (Sara) and a Manectric (Nubi) who keep Ramses' husband company. His Klinklang (Moli) is the only one of his personal pokemon that accompany him to work nowadays. - Ramses considers Cloud family. They are best friends and love having family gatherings outside of work. They also gossip a lot, and don't mind when Jackie decides to join. - Ramses jokes about looking forward to retirement, but really doesn't want to leave until he is physically incapable of working anymore. Gear Station is like a second home to him.

In-Game Quotes

The most important reference of all are their in-game quotes, of course, so I'm adding it to the post. A lot of their personality traits can be extracted and interpreted from these few lines. And I personally love that about Pokemon NPCs -- there's a lot of room to explore and play with. Some appear very obvious. Cameron practically announces that he isn't ready for the battle that's about to ensue and seems genuinely surprised to win. Furze comes out the gate talking about the subject they actually care about, which is their job and their love for trains. The two of them are very easy to understand. Now, Ramses lines allude to a gentle and simple personality. He views himself with humility, and maybe even with a bit of humor comparing himself to a train and to his opponent to a station. If he loses he shows no signs of disappointment, he just accepts defeat with one last honest quip. It s also amusing to see the Depot Agents all use train metaphors to describe themselves since it falls in line with how Ingo and Emmet talk.

In comparison, Cloud does the same thing calling herself the terminal instead. Immediately, she is way more daring, though still keeping a sense of professionalism. To me, it's obvious she is competitive as she even admits she was expecting to win ("Ah...I didn't see it coming.") Jackie's lines are fun since it's up to interpretation if they are being literal or lying. It's almost like they are more interested in confusing/creeping out their opponent than actually beating them. To me, it gives off a mischievous vibe. Isadore's opener "There are only two roads in life." is a curious one because it almost feels like he is trying to be philosophical. Definitely a guy who views himself as an intellectual, regardless if that’s true or not. I like to think it's a saying he really believes in, and it applies to his life. The road he likes (long route) vs the road he hates (shortcut) -- fighting tooth and nail to become boss vs biting his tongue and accepting Ingo and Emmet as the Subway Masters.

Those are just my thoughts on how I write these characters. Please have fun playing with these lines too!

[reidsaurora]

"Under My Umbrella" ~ S. Reid

Summary: When the rain starts pouring, everyone's favorite boy genius is there to keep you dry ♡

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN!BAU!Reader

Word Count: 818

Content Warning: literally none, this is so wholesome and sweet

Genre: the Fluffiest of Fluff

Extra Notes: yeah probably everyone is using this title, idc

Based On the Prompt: "Under The Same Umbrella" from this year's @domaystic prompts

Originally Written: 05/05/2023

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You cursed yourself for not checking the weather that morning before you left for the office, and cursed yourself twice as much for leaving your umbrella in your apartment.

You contemplated your options, whether making a run for the subway station was a better idea than waiting out the giant droplets that cascaded around the NCAVC building.

Just as you had decided that sprinting to the subway was your better option, a familiar voice called out behind you. "Y/N, wait up!"

You turned to see Spencer, one of your colleagues, holding fast to his navy blue umbrella as he walked your way. You had the fleeting thought that the sensible color seemed very Spencer-like, and wondered just how many of your fleeting thoughts involved your more-than-attractive coworker.

He held the umbrella over your head, giving you a bashful smile. "I thought we could share, o-only if you want to. I figured since we usually ride the same train home, we could walk to the station together. I-if you'd like.

A smile of your own appeared on your lips as you nodded. "Of course. Come on."

And with that, the two of you began your stroll to the subway station, your hand barely an inch from his as you held on to the umbrella handle. Your skin felt hot as you saw his giant hand holding tight to the handle, the lack of contact burning a hole right through you.

Okay, maybe you had a slight crush on the four-eyed brunette walking beside you. And maybe the fact that the two of you sat together on the subway every day definitely didn't help.

But, to be fair, it was hard not to fall for Spencer. He was one of the nicest guys you'd ever met and he'd been the first friend you made when you started at the BAU the year prior. There was lots to like about him, from the cute sweater vests he always seemed to be adorning to the random fun facts he'd spill at any given time, it was hard not to find something to love about Spencer.

By the time you reached the train station—which may have been slightly prolonged due to the conversation you'd shared about the latest book he'd finished—the rain had slowed, and you felt a tiny pang when you realized there was nothing to force proximity on the two of you. You would've never admitted it to anyone, but the closeness of his body had warmed you up in the coolness of the rain.

As you entered the train, Spencer offered you the last seat available, opting to hold himself up with the overhead metal bar. You'd wanted to protest, to insist that there was enough room for him to squeeze into the seat next to you, but thought better of it. After all, the closeness underneath the umbrella might've been enough invasion of Spencer's personal space for one day.

The train ride flew by slower than it usually did. Probably because you couldn't pass the time by talking to him like usual, you'd figured. Normally, when the subway stopped, the two of you would part ways, each heading toward your respective apartment buildings, but today was different. As if to prove your previous thoughts about his personal space wrong, Spencer quickly caught up to you, holding the umbrella over your head and slowing his steps to match yours.

You looked up at him with furrowed brows, though your heart skipped a beat at the thought of him walking you home.

"Just in case it starts raining again."

And with that, the two of you walked in comfortable silence in the direction of your apartment. The sun was slowly setting, and the orange streaks in the sky were the perfect background to shine around Spencer's hazel eyes and lightly freckled skin as you trekked toward your apartment in the drizzling rain.

"Hey," he said as he walked you into your apartment, "I just wanted to say that I had a really nice afternoon. Even if we did get pretty soaked in the rain."

Your cheeks heated up as he gave you that signature, warm smile of his. "I did too," you told him.

He headed toward the door, and it took all of your willpower to not ask him to stay. You felt your heart flip when he lingered by the door, his smile turning bashful again as he scratched at the back of his neck. "Can I ask you kind of a weird question? A-and it's okay if you say no."

Your furrowed eyebrows made their return as you watched his posture change from normal to nervous. Still, you answered, "Of course. What is it?"

"Would you mind if I started walking you home more often?"

You felt a blush creep into your cheeks and butterflies shooting off in your stomach. "How could I ever say no?"

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[iguessitsjustme]

I don't think any of y'all watch The Circle but I am absolutely DYING at the episodes that dropped today. And the only people I know that watch it are coworkers so I gotta wait until tomorrow to really talk about it but oh my god. I gotta say this or I will explode. Under the cut to spare y'all:

Mad, mad respect for Caress for making the right move and sacrificing herself. She knew where she stood and she truly went out in the best possible way. I hope she finds nothing but blessings in her life.

I think the way the show is being edited is indicating that Kyle is gonna win it. I hope he does. He has been nothing but loyal and honest to everyone (aside from the fact he's married but that's no problem because Liv isn't exactly honest either)

I HATE Jordan. First of all, get your shoes off the bed wtf. You sleep there. I also get that he's good for tv or whatever because he's brings the drama but that is literally not what anyone likes about the circle. We like the genuine connections that people build in there. We like when the show is wholesome. And he came in and just decided Myles sucked and was manipulating everyone? Because what? People liked him? When he was going around lying about everything? That boy still has insecurities he hasn't fully worked through and is projecting that onto Myles.

I will be so sad if QT goes because she is genuinely such a good player. She's kind but also realistic and she keeps it real with her people that they're playing a game. I'm glad she left that influencer chat with Jordan because she was right. If she blocked anyone he wanted to block, she would look like she can't be trusted. She would be the next one gone. Because Jordan would have been safe since he was the secret influencer, he had no issues gunning for her people. And trying to tell her that her strategy is bad because she doesn't want to break every alliance she has in one fell swoop? He's dumb.

I hope Liv gets rid of Jordan but the smart move would be blocking QT and I honestly think QT would respect her for it. I don't know if QT would throw shade at Liv being a catfish or not though. That is if they make Liv block face to face which is what they've always done in the past so I don't see why they would stop now.

I am happy to see Liv makes it to the finals. I've been up and down with Liv but I do like her and think she deserves to be in the finals. Or he deserves it I guess. Go Brandon.

I want Kyle to win. Out of everyone left, I want him to win. Myles is my favorite but I think Kyle winning would be the sweetest moment.

Jordan can kiss my ass.

I do want Lauren to make it to the finals. I wish she had been in any other season cause I think the AI twist hurt her a lot and she would have been able to build actual connections with actual people which is what I watch the show for.

No seriously. Jordan makes me so mad. All he had to do was literally none of what he did. Why did he come in so nasty? Has he seen the show? Those people never win. Never.

I do feel bad for Autumn and I think if she had come in earlier and had a chance to talk to Myles they could have been friends. I do not know why I think this but I think they would have been friends.

[cornie-heesan]

Part One: "Leave me out in the forest to rot"

Staring| non idol! Bang Chan x fem!reader

Featuring| Other members of stray kids as supporting characters

Started| April 30, 2024

Ended| ???

Part| 1/???

Word Count| 789

A/N| This is going to be a multi-part fic where each chapter will come with it's own set of warnings to adequately fit each one.

pt. 2| All of my writings are works of pure fiction. In no way are they representative of the idols mentioned in them. If you don't like them, don't read them.

pt.3 The writing style of these parts will vary depending on the situation. Some parts may be written in 3rd person 'You' form or through the perspective of a narrator.

WARNINGS| none really, besides cussing because I am the way I am. This part is short. Trying to ya know, set the scene with this series lol

There are certain things that some would consider the simple joys in life. For example, reading a book, painting a picture, or even listening to a favorite podcast. However, those who do not enjoy some of these activities would rather you suffer a horrible day and spill an entire hot pot of coffee where coffee is not intended. 

Y/N is one of those simple pleasure kind of people- whereas her coworker Jeongin is one of the world’s biggest haters of her happiness. This is how the three opening baristas of The Cup House start their morning. Agonized screaming, cursing, and a whole batch of coffee wasted.

“Yang Jeongin, I swear to god when I get my hands on you- your ancestors will detest your very existence!”

“Fucking bite me, Y/N! I am not listening to that stupid podcast anymore!”

Felix watches in pure horror as the youngest of the baristas throws a dirty dish rag at Y/N- only adding fuel to the fire. From his couple of months working here, Felix has determined that the relationship between you and Jeongin borders on homicidal siblings. If one of you is worked up, then the other is right there to make it worse than it needs to be. 

“Guys! We literally open in two minutes!” Felix tries his best to start cleaning up the coffee around the two of you bickering- next thing he knows you’re standing behind the counter in nothing but the lacy bra you told him about over the weekend. 

“I swear to go Jeongin when I tell Mr. Kim about this bullshit he’s revoking your access to the fucking tips.” 

All the commotion leaves all three baristas too distracted to hear the bell above the door. Y/N and Jeongin are bickering back and forth as Felix tries to hand Y/N a dry shirt to cover up with before any customers, let alone their boss see what’s happening.

“Wow… When Han said there was interesting service here, I didn’t think he meant this.” There’s a low whistle that causes the baristas to freeze- before turning to the two men on the opposite side of the counter. Jeongin and Felix recognized them as two of the employees from the music store across the street- a place they frequented often on their shared days off.

Y/N tries to keep her blush at bay when her eyes met those of the purple haired customer- he grins sheepishly trying to keep his eyes at a respectful level. Damn this man and his cute fucking dimples. Y/N snatches the shirt from Felix before glaring at Jeongin "Fuck you, Innie," her shoulder checks his as she storms by- blush crawling up her neck.

"Did we just witness a breakup?" Changbin snorts leaning against the counter "If I ever dated Y/N- I want someone to leave me out in the forest to rot." Jeongin scoffs before turning towards the kitchen to make a fresh batch of coffee. Chan watches him wide eyed before meeting Felix's already exhausted eyes- "They are friends through Y/N's younger brother. So like, by proxy they have to dislike one another."

Chan slowly nods, "but, why was her shirt off?" still confused about what The Cup House was all about "IN, spilled an entire batch of black coffee on her. I didn't stop their fighting in time to stop the strip show, unfortunately." Felix sighs grabbing the cups for their regular orders.

"I'd smash" Changbin smirks in the direction Y/N wandered off towards before a heavy slap landed on the back of his head "Shut the fuck up Bin,"

"Wait," Han stops the music playing throughout the store "You guys walked in and Y/N just had her shirt off?" He can't believe that "The one day I don't offer to go get the coffee!" He yells before getting a response "Dude, she didn't even spare me a glance. I doubt she would've noticed you with the way she was going in on Innie," Changbin snorts

"But she's so mommy when she's yelling like that" there was no hesitation with Han's response. He's always had a bit of a thing for women who yell and degrade him. Chan's eyebrows furrow as he looks away from his laptop. "You two need professional help," he says while grabbing his headset to pull over his head.

"Goooood morning, ladies and gents it's Chan,"

"Binnie"

"And ya boy Han- thanks for tuning into 3racha. All things music and a little bit about our personal lives," at this Changbin snorts "More like ninety-five percent our personal lives and five percent music."

"So, here's my first question out for the twitter audience- how would you react if the cute barista across the street was just serving you in her bra?"

So, this is part one. I wanted to use this as an introduction to the series. Also, to introduce the personalities- somewhat- of all those involved. You'll learn a bit more about the personalties of Chan and Y/N the further we get into this.

[classicintp]

i wish i could prove this without violating someone's privacy and getting in trouble for it but one of my co-workers who is very.. uhh. let's just call him ignorant for now, changed his last name legally from his birth dad's last name to his step dad's last name because of family drama that is none of your business. His first name is super common and is shared with 2 other people here so we call all 3 of them by their last names and over the last 6 months while everyone was continuing to call him his birth name (because, look, honestly, it really is difficult to adjust to changing someone's name you've all but carved into stone in your mind and memory) I have gone on a pissing-people-off-by-correcting-them crusade. It was hard for me too, but I changed the habit, and so everyone else can too.

he doesn't even really care if others adjust to it, it was a personal issue and if everyone else continued to call him by his birth surname he said it wouldn't affect him because legally it's different and that's what matters to him, but to me names matter so I correct people and had all of his work credentials painstakingly changed even amongst opposition from higher ups. And it's not even strictly on the principle of contemporary transgender issues, names have always been very very important to me before I was even aware transgender people existed (i live in the southern us, not my fault), but I'll be god-damned if I didn't risk my job and health to bitch and complain DIRECTLY in favor transgender issues because of it. After over 6 months of making whole rooms uncomfortable with loud interruptions, hands slamming on tables, and direct eye contact correcting people from referring to this long time coworker from name 1 to name 2 and this same motherfucker tells me today he doesn't get why a transgender person (not the term he used) thinks they can "force" others to call them by a girl's name just because they think they're a girl (same for trans men and boy names but that wasn't his specific rhetoric)

just imagine this.. imagine someone saying something that is ignorant, not specifically hateful just.. they don't get it, they don't get it in a way that has unfairly bred hate and they don't see it. they feel uncomfortable and due to that discomfort they say this stupid thing and

everyone at the table just kinda stares at him quietly, almost confused I think; though he didn't make anyone change to using his new name, he has expressed appreciation to everyone that they had changed, and expressed appreciate to me for putting in the work to get his work credentials updated. He'd been working there for a decade, in the past he has expressed he felt respected.

i am probably the only progressive at the table, i think literally everyone else is a trump supporter, fox news loving, tucker carlson mentee and they all have endured my relentless lectures reminding them over and over to respect this man and his decision to change his name. they all see my effort swept under the rug by this utterly stupid comment because they want to agree with him, they really do, they hate "THE TRANS AGENDA" and YET they know they can't say anything because they have been made well aware by me for six mother-fucking months how this deadnaming issue has affected a cishet, how trans issues aren't actually some bogeyman agenda and how they affect everyone. They rolled their eyes and ribbed me about it but they still have such a slight modicum of respect for me because of the experiences they've shared with me on the job site and my absurd work ethic that for 15 full seconds they see it now, they see what the FUCK I've been talking about. 15 seconds is so short but when 24 people suddenly go quiet and look at you, it becomes an eternity, and he felt that weight, and he said "oh" and everyone said "uh huh" or an uncomfortable "haha" or some other such murmurring sound while I just kinda shook my head a little bit in the utmost frustration and i hope it made just a little bit more fucking sense to everyone.

[igotanidea]

Workout : Dick Grayson x OC

this one's for @deadpoolgirl23 :)

Third person POV

Hal Jordan didn’t need a sidekick.

Despite the fact that every other member of the League of Justice (which he founded) got one, he was convinced he was better on his own.  Robin, Wonder girl, Aqualad and other teenagers  seemed like a liability to him. No such menace for Green Lantern. Not ever.

Too bad that one day, a 13 year old sneaky daughter of one of his pilot coworkers came across that crazy-shit space ship of his and got hit (like literally hit) by the wave of green energy. Now, Hal had no choice but to take care of her. At the beginning he hated every minute of such attention given to the girl, but after a couple of months and some space adventures it started to work.

Mostly because of the fact that they were both sarcastic, a bit arrogant individuals who respected each other space but also learnt how to work as a team. She was not a sidekick, more like a companion (in her words) or a tag along (in his description). None of them would say it out loud, but given all the hero-teenager relationship in League of Justice, theirs were the closest to actual friendship. A bit rough at the edges, snarky, teasing and challenging, but still friendship. She was also dead set on getting a bit more creative name then other teenagers involved in hero stuff, so instead of calling herself Green Girl of Kid Lantern she was appointed the name Flux. It fit her just right.

Of course after a while she get to meet Robin. They clicked almost instantly, forming some sort of bond that could not be named with one word. Together they came up with the idea of creating a team of their own. Titans. Living and working and training together only brought them closer. It was pretty obvious to everyone they were deeply in love with each other, but their complicated characters made it challenging to really be together. They were always there for each other, ready to jump into danger to protect the other one, but at the same time they were scared. Scared of being open with their feelings, emotions, vulnerable…. How long can a relationship like that last? It was constant pulling and pushing, wanting to be together but not fully capable of it. It all ended up with one final push they could not recover from. And then she was called by Hal to attend some important mission and had to leave. When she came back Dick was already in the relationship with Dawn. It hurt like hell but she just shrugged it off with some ironic comments and moved on. A year  later Dick fucked up another relationship, run away for some reasons he never explained. But she knew. He was worried he was becoming too much like Batman, and to be honest it was true. So he escaped. It was quiet for four freaking years, until he met Rachel and the first person he called for help was Flux. Given her mental abilities it was the only choice, but meeting him again after all this time was …. weird and moved something inside her. And perhaps in him too, judging by the way he was looking at her and her every move. Due to some unexpected circumstances, including Deathstroke coming back from death the old team of Titans were back in the Tower. Back to living, working and training together. Flux was staying there for a while now, taking care of the kids, especially Gar, who quickly became her best friend and practically begged her to stay. How could she refuse? Of course it was only because of Gar, Rachel and Jason, but the old flame slowly started to come into surface again…..

Flux POV

Deathstroke was back. Apparently stronger than ever before. And therefore we needed some intense workout to get even the slightest chance of standing against him. Despite Donna’s objections of doing it again I stood by the point of view it was our job to do. So at the moment I was in the training room, putting all of my abilities to the string of tests. It’s been a while since I used all of my powers and it was such a freeing experience reminding myself who I was deep inside. Flux. Powerful, skillful, independent and unstoppable. Strong and confident. And watchful. Throwing and controlling my own green light I did not miss some steps sneaking behind me and before I was attacked I spun blocking two escrima sticks aimed at my back.

“Really, Robin?” I smirked “that was a bit unfair. Not that I couldn’t take it, but seriously where is your honor?” I took a step back eyeing him carefully.

“Hidden deep inside. And definitely lost during battle.”

“You call that a battle?”

“Just wanted to give you easy treatment.”

“Really?” I laughed “it’s truly been a while since you fought me. Maybe you forgot how to do this…..” I teased

“Wanna give it a try, flux?”

“Show me what you got Robin” I raised my hands ready for whatever attack he had in store.

And he came running at me with his sticks in hand, doing all those unnecessary flips and turns and twists.

“Show-off!” I called him, knowing well enough it would make him angrier and try better and harder “come on, Robin!” I was just spinning and sliding avoiding all his attempts to reach me without any effort. “I have nothing to work against!” with a blink I was on the other side of the room and his face was now full of rage.

“You were always the one to avoid the fight and use tricks instead of truly participating in it!” he run at me but once again I wriggled and ducked and he missed

“Just saving the energy, you know. I’m not a fan of those useless gestures of yours….”

“You used to love some of my gestures….” He trailed stopping for a second and throwing his sticks down. A sudden flash of memories caught me off-guard as my eyes widened and I froze in place. Not for long though since I was only able to open my mouth trying to form some snarky comebacks and a second later I was pressed into the wall, Dick’s lips on mine, claiming me with all the rage and anger he gathered during the fight. I should have pushed him away, I shouldn’t have wanted this. This was toxic before and nothing has changed. I was supposed to stop it, but shit if I did not miss his touch, his hands on my waist gently caressing all the exposed skin he could find and the way he was keeping me trapped between the wall and his body. My hands found their way alongside his arms up to his shoulders and neck pulling him even closer and closer and closer. Closer than it was physically possible and it made him groan under my touch. I was pathetic and he was a sneaky bastard for catching me off guard this way. But he was also desperate in the way his lips trailed down towards my neck and collarbone, going down and down….

“Dick? YN? Are you down there?”

Fuck. Gar may have been my best friend but his voice and interruption of this moment could be the cause of his extremely painful death. Dick did not seem to bother however as he was still pressing me against the wall, sucking and licking on my skin, sending shivers down my whole body and making me blush like crazy.

“Let go of me, Robin.” I whispered but once again it came out as a moan and I hated myself for being so submissive

“No.” he whispered “I missed you too much to stop now.”

His deep voice, the way he was touching and holding me like I was the most precious and fragile thing in the universe almost made me forget where we were, all the senses consumed by the thought of him, him, him….

It was only because of the three pairs of loud feet approaching that made me strong enough to push him away, immediately missing the contact. But shit, steamy make out session was not something those children were supposed to see. To be honest, all the emotions may have made me act a bit too forceful since with a flash of light I send unsuspecting Dick flying through the whole training room making him crash with the floor with a loud thump.

“YN?” Gar peeked through the door

“Dick?” Rachel asked at the same time immediately checking on him “are you all right?”

“Just some broken trust. And that’s by my teammate” he muttered looking at me with the sad and hurt expression.

“Sorry.” I muttered looking down “but it seems to me like you have lost your touch, Dickinson” I smirked using the nickname I gave him long time ago. “Did you guys want something? Maybe watch me taking Dick down another time?”

“I would love to ….” Gar started but Jason cut him off

“If anything I would love to fight against you, Flux. Bet you got moves….”

“Jason!” Dick yelled appalled by the way the other Robin winked at his girl while said girl was just holding back a laugh.

“We just wanted to let you guys know Gar found out some energy spike. May be where dr Light and Deathstroke are hiding. You should check it out.”

“Yeah, we will be there right in a second. We’ll join you, ok, Rachel?” acting so out-of-character Dick motioned them out “we just need to have a little talk about team trust and support…..”

Rachel looked between us but finally nodded and the three of them left.

“What happened, Dickie? Embarrassed of the humiliation? Bet it was painful when Rachel saw you so helpless and defeated?”

“You think I’m losing my touch, hmm?” he grabbed my waist making me squeal “Your body tells me something different….” Before I could react he tackled me to the ground, his body above mine, holding my hands above my head “who is helpless now, little one?” he muttered before his lips were back on mine.

"is that all you got bird boy?" I gasped when he pulled for air

"don't worry sweetheart I was just warming up" he smirked

Guess when he promised Rachel we will be there in a second he didn’t really mean it.….

[fuckable-old-man-battle]

ok vexen propaganda time.

tumblr is the website of wanting to fuck cringefail men, and there is no man more cringefail than vexen, and thus there is no man more fuckable than vexen.

he is the only one shown actually parenting the child he and his coworkers adopted, and this child grows up to show him absolutely no respect. his boss actively avoids him. his coworkers find him insufferable and want nothing to do with him. and none of his coworkers can actually feel emotions, that's just how insufferable he is. in 358/2 days, you can talk to him in the white room and he is literally just laughing to himself about how smart he is. he insults the intelligence of a 2 week old teenager he is meant to be teaching. he sucks so bad and thats what makes him so fuckable. i could probably come up with more things to say but alas i am literally writing this when i'm supposed to be doing my actual real life job, that's just how passionate i am about vexen. thank you.

The only guy thats more cringefail than vexen is luxord

[robbiethompsonlongcon]

so does anybody else see carlos a bit as like deans... ideal self? or self insert? lil bit like deans mary sue (honorific)? like how dean would like to be, or how he wants to perceive himself? or at least the version of dean we perceive together as a fandom's ideal self? not literally, i don't think dean is creating the characters or making the story up diagetically as the New Chuck or anything, but in that way the OG show sometimes does metatextual parallels between two characters who otherwise have no control over the narrative.

carlos is.. beloved by all. disaster bisexual. gender!! so much gender!! genderweird, genderfastandloose, genderplayful. unbound by gender roles entirely. a wonderful tapestry of masculine, feminine, both and neither. truly knows who he is, and is comfortable with that identity. celebratory of it, even! hes got it, hes gonna flaunt it. tastefully slutty. constant quips. sassy as fuck. so charismatic it hurts. talented performer. incredible hunter. frequently pokes at his beloved, sibling-type lorenerd hunting partner about her books. selfless and loving as thee central personality trait, buried under a layer of protective bravado. but also very aware he is very pretty and very talented. competent!!! but knows his strengths, and plays to them. nurturing. free and wild and a little reckless, a little superficial but never in truly harmful ways. if carlos goes or stays, it's because he wants to, he decided for himself, not because anyone told him to. willing to express boundaries. getting therapy. not afraid of feelings. do no harm take no shit. and just. so, so, SO very cool. in every way. even the "nerdy" things about him are cool. he's flawed, imperfect, but that's kinda what makes him ideal. he's just so.. real.

plus, john actively loves him, and loves him for who he is. john leans on him for support, sometimes even takes his advice. and he never tells carlos who to be or how to act. john and carlos are friends, they're FAMILY. john never tries to make carlos more like himself, at least he hasn't so far. carlos can be as silly, as emotional, as nonconforming, as distractable as he wants and john, at worst, breezes past it. lets him be himself. oftentimes john just supports him. john RESPECTS him. sees him as a worthwhile and complete individual, a valuable member of the team. they're like brothers. and why wouldn't dean want to be like brothers with his dad? it's not weird for him, he's already something of a dad to his brother. the boundaries between brothers and fathers and sons are already blurred for dean, and have been since he was four years old. and his relationship with bobby is more fluid than fatherfigure and son, too. bobby is father figure, uncle, coworker, mentor/teacher, childhood friend, war buddy and co-conspirator. in fact, none of deans relationship roles are so clear cut. and for all his complicated feelings about john, and all his traumas.. at his core he really does want johns respect and affection. marys, too, to be fair. carlos has both.

and then there's the story line in 1x08. carlos was given a Mark that forces him to kill, took the Mark in order to stop a dangerous and malicious entity from wanton murder before knowing the full terms and ramifications. the whole team researched the Mark and tried to find ways to get rid of the curse. but when push came to shove, they failed. the entity behind the curse was a lot more powerful than they thought. so carlos's options were either: to do what the Mark and the entity wanted and choose a victim's life to take, satisfying the conditions of the Mark and hope the entity didnt move the goalposts. or to say, nah. the life i choose to take is my own. and for once, that was the right answer!! carlos saved the day and defeated the enemy not by fighting, not by the deaths loved ones or innocents, not by cutting losses or solving for x, but by refusing to play, by sacrificing himself. and just being willing to was enough, he didn't have to actually die. carlos won. by giving up. nobody died because of carlos' decision to take on the burden from jericho, nor his decision to turn it inward. when carlos called the shots, everybody lived.

every time dean tries that, it backfires spectacularly, and usually winds up getting just as many people hurt or killed as the callous and selfish option would have. dean wants to be good and selfless so badly that he often rushes straight to self sacrifice. hes like plan a) ask nicely whoops i forgot to be nice. well that failed OK PLAN B) martyrdom. it's like, every time dean is faced with the trolley problem, his first answer is to throw himself in front of the trolley. as though he thinks the trolley is going to be satisfied and just disappear. or at least this way he won't have to see what happens next.

in carlos' situation, that was the LAST resort, not one of the first. they really were in a kill-or-be-killed, 11th hour hailmary situation. they tried everything else. the trolley was upon them. and carlos chose to die, not out of a wanton desire to prove his worth/worthlessness or martyr himself, but because they DID try every other thing they could first. it was a last resort! carlos DID NOT WANT to die, he wanted to save everybody, including himself! he had thoroughly considered the possibility that he would have to die, but he put that on the furthest backburner. he didn't want to die, but when it came down to it, he said, i won't be manipulated and i wont play god. back me into a corner, twist my arm, i won't do it. fuck you, i won't be your plaything. deans whole thing is that he doesn't wanna be anybodys plaything! not chuck's, not azazel's, not even john's. and he always is. and giving up never works for him. he never gets to choose. hes trapped in the game against his will. he doesn't even want to win the game, he just wants to quit playing. but the rules are that if he doesn't play, that's still playing, and he loses. if he does play, he loses. its rigged. there's no winning and no forfeit for dean. but for carlos, there was both this time. quitting was winning. everybody lives. the ideal outcome, if your name is dean winchester.

carlos is everything dean wishes he could be, or wishes he could believe he was. brave, strong, confident, smart, funny, drop dead gorgeous, selfless, complicated, sensitive, intuitive, comfortable, endearing. and he wins the way dean always wished he could.

[mickmundy]

So, any thoughts on how Medic’s sadism plays out day to day in the relationship? (x)

OMG yeah actually! i've written a fic about the differences in medic and sniper's "professional codes"! ^v^ i think that's one of their Big Differences that they're both keenly aware of but ultimately respect. while sniper is Staunchly against sadism as a personal practice, i think he also respects The Art Of The Kill and can appreciate medic's love for death and carnage, even though he carries more of what i would describe as a "respect" for life And death. i hate the fanonization of medic's character with all of my heart <3 i personally can't stand the "oOoH medic tortures his coworkers against their wills!" bc frankly i don't think he'd be interested in it. it would be very annoying to have to chase nonwilling test subjects down as opposed to working with willing ones! which the mercs all are, as seen at the end of meet the medic. they're all in line (willingly; none of them seem even remotely nervous LOL) to get the uber heart!

imo sniper is someone who really values his values and thinks himself a professional (in this case, framed as the Opposite of a sadist) and, when it comes to killing, Is. despite csniper killing him with petty "gut shots", sniper returns the favor by "mercifully blowing his head off" instead of torturing him first. sniper also carries a lot of respect for life and death (growing up in rural areas, enjoying hunting, making his own food, sleeping in corpses of water buffalo, etc, i think he'd have really interesting thoughts on this concept as a whole), whereas medic Fundamentally Disrespects it and seeks to Defy it (Cooler Reasoning for healer character as well as his obsession with revival/his uber technology/etc). medic enjoys watching sniper kill and would just loooove to see those Precious Professional Principles slip juuuust a little bit...! hoo! i think they're both very interesting takes! i could make a massive post about this too because it's something that i love about both of them uniquely as characters but also as a ship! neither of them try to change the other and both carry respect for what the other does and how they do it. they poke fun at each other over it... medic leans in to give sniper a kiss on the battlefield and stops short, smirks and says "ah, ah... this isn't very Professional of you, Herr Sniper (something he only calls sniper when he's teasing him like this <-)!" and sniper grins crookedly and runs the tip of his nose over the side of medic's nose and says (in his low/"scoped" voice) "you Are a cheeky sadist, aren't you? <3" and medic hums and pulls away and is like "i suppose you'll have to find out when we're not working!" and trots off and giggles and sniper huffs and finds himself daydreaming about medic literally all day long... all according to medic's plan! >:) HEEHHE!!

[silvernyxchariot]

Last round ♡ because I'm using these polls as a timer for something. From my list of F/O's.

As always, you may make recommendations for other characters within the same series, but refrain from making any other comments. I find them unhelpful and discourteous.

Bio below⬇️

☆ Name: Nyx

☆ Appearance: 154cm (5'1"), dark brown hair dyed half hot pink+half toxic green, fair skin, dark brown eyes, usually with a blank expression or otherwise looks serious/unamused

Picrew source

☆ How I describe myself: blunt (to where people complain about me being rude), easily bored/"difficult to please," selfish but loyal (sometimes irrationally so), quiet, observant, intuitive, witchy, analytical, tries to be rational, patient but also spiteful and unforgiving ( òωó)🔪

– "I am a lazy potato who only does things that I either 1) need to do, 2) want to do, or 3) because I felt like it."

- "Tired of everyone's bullshit."

– "A multi-faceted Eldritch creature who has no specific designation or personality because people can be the same to their very core, but can also mold due to the passage of time."

☆ Likes: my f/o's, cats, sweetened coffee+tea, mythology, art/art history, learning about coffee/tea brewing, JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, my friends & their OC/creations, Genshin Impact/games, drawing, fan fiction but also published novels, horror movies, Supernatural (CW show), night time, mitarashi dango, spicy food

☆ Dislikes: being woken up early, temperatures over 32°C, bigotry and idiocracy, being told what to do by people I don't respect, the Karens that I encounter at work (at a bookstore), art theft, the color yellow, flippant people, abandonment, coconuts, raw onions, wasting food

☆ "Idk if it helps, but I'm adding it," stuff: INTJ-T (MBTI), 5w4 (ennegram), Scorpio.

☆ My Common Phrases:

– "Indeed."/"Understandable."

– "Thanks, it's the depression."

– "Very much wish to stab."

– "Steal Their Kneecaps!!"

- "Stop bothering me."

- "Disappointed but not surprised."

☆ Mental Health Concerns: Depression, autism, anxiety, proves to be dyslexic daily, self isolates a lot

☆ Universe Specific Self-insert

- Obey Me: self explanatory (Google it if you don't know, I'm not your teacher or mother) but I do worship Hecate irl too

- OP: a secretary in the Marines but wants to be a pirate (bffr, I'm a goth geek who works in a bookshop, ain't no way I'm pirate material)

- HSR: Quantum, Preservation or Destruction, I am ignoring Mary Sue bullshit and "OC etiquette" and becoming an Emanator, none of you can stop MEH

☆ Since I have no faith in the people of Amino & my coworker* saw this poll:

+1 Satan

+2 Doflamingo

+2 Sunday

*I also showed this poll to my coworker, who only knows Sunday because she also plays HSR and has only met the version of me who goes to work, and they said, "Yeah, (I would ship you with) the pink one (Doflamingo)." 😯😯😯 *shook* But then again, I always gush about Doflamingo as "my husband," so that probably skewed their vote.

Final Comments 💋

Al Haitham was dethroned, and I am surprised for once. Kaveh didn't even survive round one, but I feel like that draws safe assumptions of how our relationship would be irl. I feel like people who picked Doflamingo across platforms only chose him because they saw pink and recognized his name. No one choosing the belligerent Kisame Hoshigaki or the Dozing General Jing Yuan gives me mixed signals. Since y'all ignored Jing Yuan, Sunday has taken his place. I was going to add Chiori, but I kept second-guessing myself; and my mentality is that if I have to second guess myself, I must not have enough love 💔. The fact that the "healthiest" option here might be literal Satan is so funny to me.

Saving my About Me for later

[heartxdecay]

WHY do bad things always have to happen to me so close together like I did not NEED the combo of an acquaintance I was attempting to befriend blowing up at me and threatening to kill themselves over them deciding I said something I didn't (fuck being autistic why does everyone assume I'm inferring things when I'm actually NOT) and then my stalker who I haven't seen in about a year suddenly decides to show up at my place of work and ask MY BOYFRIEND if I was there (he lied and said I wasn't but I still caught a glimpse of him so he might have seen me) which lead to me finding out he never actually moved like he said he was going to which means realistically he could go right back to stalking and harassing me any time he wants. In the span of like 3 days. And of course right now we're like 3 weeks away from the big traumaversary time from when I left the cult + this is the midst of when I was reporting aforementioned stalker last year so I'm already constantly on high alert anyway. So now I'm constantly struggling just to stay awake let alone work and I already had to drop out of school and lie to my parents about it because the condition of me living here is remaining in school which means since I'm not they're going to kick me out if they know. So I can't NOT go to school AND not work especially because I'm trying to save as much money as possible in order to move out of this stupid hellhole of a "family" home where I'm constantly used as a third parent for my younger siblings. But I'm so tired all the time from stress keeping me awake at all hours and being completely unable to leave fight or flight mode when awake that I can barely find the energy to move, and my work is extremely tiring. I work retail as a supervisor and I have to deal with my coworkers not doing as much of the workload despite all being full time while I'm part time, none of the people I'm in charge of taking me seriously because I'm either younger than them or the same age as them, regular stress that comes with working retail and dealing with customers, and a management change that is leading to us getting a notoriously rude + perfectionist manager who I have personally seen throw an actual tantrum over having to do his JOB. Which means I can't afford to be tired and grumpy because I have to remain professional and productive. But every time something slightly off happens I want to burst into tears. Nobody there respects me and it's hard enough to handle when I'm NOT dealing with all of this. And of course because God hates me all of this happened when I decided to try to cut back on constantly vaping so after incident #2 I immediately gave up on that and I honestly think I've been going through cartridges FASTER. It's genuinely such a struggle every day to not relapse on self harm or turn to alcoholism and I'm not sure how much longer I can last. Especially because my literal only IRL support system is my boyfriend, because my parents are worth jack shit, my siblings are children, and my only "friend" in person is an objectively terrible human that I only still have around because they were my FP for a really long time and I have a hard time letting go of that relationship (every time I try I end up running back) and I just KNOW that if I even TRY to breach any of this with them they're either going to hit me with an "oof/yikes" and nothing else or spread my PERSONAL shit to everyone they know INCLUDING my extremely abusive ex that they refuse to totally cut contact with because it's "mean". which means I actually have nobody to turn to except the internet friends in my phone who for one aren't online all the time and have lives but two since they're my ONLY SUPPORT SYSTEM I cannot keep dumping everything on them constantly or I'll overwhelm them. Not to mention they have also had to deal with the acquaintance I mentioned at the start because they're actually THEIR friend, not mine, so if anything it's an even bigger deal to them. This leaves me with only my boyfriend who I already feel shitty enough about given the raging BPD.

[neonstatic]

i was supposed to help this guy at work w his photography assignment :/ we're not exactly friends, but it doesn't sit right to simply label him as a coworker, so let's say he's a good acquaintance rn. so he had this assignment where had to take abt 10 pictures and he wanted me to model for him. told him i'd be down but needed to know more abt the assignment and what it entails. took some arm-twistin' to get the info out of him (red flag!) but eventually i got it and he had this theme that truly inspired me and i was officially down: i had a fit in mind, places we could shoot, poses, etc. unfortunately our last-minute shoot had to be cancelled bc he was swamped w work.

some weeks after tho, he tells me that actually, the assignment has been delayed and he wants to try a new concept. unfortunately, again, we had to let it go cus he rly wanted cool smoking shots and not only do i not smoke, i actively avoid any smoke bc of my asthma. (plus he wanted shots of me looking passed out and i didn't feel comfortably being captured like this by some guy who's not even a friend yet.) also clearly he was still trying to figure out what the assignment required of him and was throwing stuff at a wall (shedding light on a seemingly random social issue) and hoping it would stick (getting his teacher's approval) and i refused to give a confirmed yes til i could tell that he knew and understood exactly what he wanted.

well it is clear from the very first sentence of this post that it didn't happen. the reason why i bring this up is bc we last spoke today and he had a brand new concept, and i quote, "reclaiming your identity thru fashion." generally good concept except that it doesn't mean much, so i asked him, "what identity?" and he said, "well, ykno, you're black, bisexual, fat, etc." and i had this strange feeling, like a subdued version of a horrified realisation, when i understood that i wasn't just helping him w a project - i had become The Project.

which could've been flattering. i've been asked to be someone's muse before and i haven't posed yet but i'm open to it. but w him, it's like i'm literally some means to a gain. i feel like a fkg bingo card he wants to use to get a good grade at the Social Issue Class: Photography Edition. i'd signed up to put on my best outfit and do funky, cool poses in the streets, not have someone tighten a corset around my fat torso or hold up signs of insults targed at me that i'm "reclaiming." it got incredibly personal out of nowhere and was proposed w none of the respect or finesse it deserved.

so yeah i had to shut it down. and he said, "but you had an almost nude shoot," but yeah i was naked around other naked ppl, not just one guy w a camera. and it wasn't abt me as a person but /he/ made it so and now it's weird!!! some ppl, it just feels like their liberalism or wtv is all just lip-service and he picked me for his project bc i'm Black and Fat and Bisexual and Nonbinary and Alternative and it'll make him look so good in front of his classmates and teacher

gosh this is long but yeah no it rly bothers me still. he seemed real disappointed and like he didn't rly have a plan b for his project. sucks to suck but i chose not to care too much altho i feel like i'm letting him down, but he's been a lil passive-aggressive in a jokey way (saying he'd hold a grudge and had no choice but to take lame pics out in the streets :cccc insert mr krabs' tiny violin) and there's no better way to alleviate my guilt cus i hate passive-aggression. it's fine tho if he's a lil upset as long as he gets over it and leaves me alone.

[ellaintrigue]

A couple of notes first: I was talking about my experience with a single father to point out that any gender can do wrong. And I am not discounting discrimination against people of color or the LGBTQ+ community, I am pointing out that in my experience as a woman I have seen more hate towards women in this rural community than anyone else. That's my personal experience, it does not apply to every scenario obviously.

Original post: I saw a post about a single mom who screwed someone over and all the comments were saying all single mothers are bad. This guy even started posting stats to try and prove women are lazy and entitled but me and another girl shut him down.

This isn't the first time I've seen single mothers bashed online. There's memes about them, they're commonly called whores, and one guy, posing with his daughter and saying he was a proud single father, posted that all single mothers are trash and lack morals.

Growing up I was taught that black people were n!!gers and gay people were perverted f!!gots. But I have never seen so much hate in my life, as the hatred and bigotry against women. Since I was a little kid I have seen women relentlessly called bitches, sluts, whores, and c*nts including myself. What do you call a man? An asshole? There's no big massive sexist selection of slurs for men. And you rarely see men insulted for having a child, for having sex, for having a career... or simply existing.

The other day some dude said the word Ella is Spanish. I know it means she or her in Spanish but told him it was literally an American name too. He said, "shut the fuck up, bitch!" It didn't shock me because I know I've been called a bitch probably over 3,000 times in my life.

People try to say, oh, it's the men you associate with. What are you talking about? Literally none of my exes have ever called me names, ever, not counting a few I only had one date with, etc. Then people try to say it's all just internet trolls. Bullshit. Family friends, coworkers, and random people on the street, have all name called women in front of me or put down women in other ways. I had two coworkers who literally beat women, one admitting it to my face.

Mom told me that male privilege doesn't exist. A lot of people say that. And you know, my father has it far from easy. No education, busting his ass all day, not knowing if he's going to make a paycheck or not, and suffering cancer and horrible injuries on the job. Poor man doesn't have much privilege. Except for the fact he can be attended to by a male nurse or doctor without worrying about being groped or worse. He can walk to his boat in the dark without worrying about being raped. He doesn't get scoffed at by mechanics and repairmen. So he does have that male advantage.

Being racist, sexist, and homophobic are not things I want to be. But sadly after endless years of being shit on, my respect for men is stretched bare. It's honestly hard not to feel sexist towards those who have been relentlessly bigoted towards me.

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Hello! I love your fics and i heard your requests were open! I was wondering if you could write a fic with Red Son and Syntax (if 2 at once is too many feel free to pick just one of either of the 2) with a s/o who's love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. Thank you! Keep up the great work!

Aww, I'm so glad you enjoy my writing! (*´∇`)ﾉ And 2 is fine! Also sorry this is a bit late!

Genre: Romantic

Pronouns: Gender-Neutral

TW/CW: None

Character(s): Red Son, Syntax

🔥RED SON🔥

Giving compliments and praise to you is a lot easier for him. Whether it be praising you for destroying your enemies, when you complete a goal, or simple words of adoration, telling you how much he adores you. It's quite precious. "No one's as lovely as my Darling!" "Too bad you don't have someone as precious as my Beloved, for they are obviously the best partner!" "Tremble before my Love's powerful might, for you will not survive!"

When you compliment HIM, he'll be so egotistical about it. He's soaking up every single word! And when you talk about how much you love and appreciate him being in your life-You've got him feeling so good about himself! He's not used to getting so much love from someone. Usually, he'll be turned away from you, trying to hide his face as it grows more red with each word of praise and love.

Physical touch, on the other hand- (´⌒｀;) He's definitely not used to it, so it'll take a bit for him to adjust, but he's touched starved so he'll quickly get used to your affections. It'll start out with hand holding, followed by head on shoulder and arm wrapped around the other. Then it's full on hugs and kisses on the cheek from the both of you. Most of the time, y'all are seen holding hands and never being too far from the other.

Behind closed doors, where it's just you two, basking in each other's presence, he'll hold you closely, whispering how much you mean to him, how good you are to him. You truly make him feel so many things, and he always wants to repay you for the love and kindness you always give him. He truly hopes that his words and affection show you that. "You make me want to be a better person."

📱SYNTAX📱

If anything, I feel like he's the opposite of Red Son. Physically, he's all on board. When you go to hug him, he'll wrap an arm around your waist. If you kiss his cheek, he'll tease you for another one. If he's ever working on something and you hug him from behind, he'll lean into your touch. If y'all are ever making an escape, he'll carry you bridal style. My dude literally has no shame in being physically affection with you.

When you go on to compliment him, he's absolutely thriving. Sharing how much you love and respect him makes him confident that he's doing excellent in this relationship! But when you look to him for words of affirmation, he's a bit stunned. With him, it sounds more like coworkers complimenting each other. "Good job." "You did well." "Good work today." Dude you're so cringe stooop-😭

I just think that for as tech savy and confident as he is in his inventions and plans, he's such a terribly flirt. Idk I might be the only one who thinks this- Spider Queen and the others step in to teach him, and he gets the hang of it to where it becomes MUCH more natural. "I love how intelligent you are Darling." "I can always count on you My Love.""My Dear, we understand each other so well. We truly are the perfect couple!"

It makes him feel good with how supportive you are of each other, and he feels like he's making it up to you with his excellent praise. Just don't bring up his old "compliments", cause he gets embarrassed and tries desperately to change the subject. By the end of it all, he'll have you in his arms, mocking his enemies and bragging about having you next to him and how amazing you are.

Sorry if there are any spelling/grammar mistakes! Hope y'all enjoy!