#okay yeah sure thar

[arrowheadedbitch]

Me, in tears: communication is key to a good relationship, communication is key to a good relationship, communication is-

[drawncap]

She's doing ALL OF THIS, including MURDERING HER FRIEND, BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT IT WAS UNFAIR THAT HER BACKSTORY WASNT TRAGIC?!

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!

Yes, Rage god, sure, infected towards anger, BUT FROM THE BEGINING THOUGH?!

"Yeah, so because your dad died and the whole of you life has been bad, school should reflect that by making your life harder."

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

THIS IS THE HILL YOU DECIDED TO DIE ON?!

[shopcat]

there is, Obviously, fundamentally a difference between headcanon and an analytical reading of text, and treating the two as exactly the same is not only wrong but devalues both, but funnily, i've found people tend to forget that both of these things are the product of referencing our real life experiences and applying them where we see fit to make a more interesting way to interact with media. and you can't just like, forget that it's not JUST about headcanons and meta analysis and whatever, because people in real life also still matter. and in real life, there are different stakes and EXPERIENCES, and those experiences lead to thinking the way we do because that's how you Be a goddamn person, which is why it's ironic is all 😭

like, saying zuko atla has to be cis in order to be "properly" gay in order to be Truly Compelling narratively is fucking ridiculous. textually, zuko is not actually gay. he never was intended to be, he never will be intended to be, he was never even subtextually. the assumption otherwise is already rooted in fantasy, and the tongue in cheek assertion that it isn't, which means it has more credence, is ... dumb? childish? admitting to at least yourself that the things you talk about wrt character analysis aren't the intention of the creator is literally half the point of doing said analysis – you're MEANT to throw away the intended interpretation in order to give it a new life through different keyholes without entirely divorcing itself from the text. (in the same breath, insisting the creator truly meant One Thing when they absolutely would not have/don't care at all, and ignoring that the people who made the piece are going to put their own biases and experiences and background into the media itself and actually MUST be taken into account for things like this is just ... well. Stop That.)

i've personally never been someone to ever claim that The Writers All Along INTENDED to do something that they obviously didn't, like make a character from a 2005 cartoon lgbt+. this doesn't mean that reading doesn't have any substance or cannot possibly hold any meaning, or that it's wrong. if you can't be objective about your own readings what's the damn point... leaning into it being fiction, which changes just by being observed by a different person, is why it's fun or interesting to do in the first place. and yeah there are some basic cookie cutter headcanons people like to fling around, and there can be criticism for that otherwise, but claiming headcanons themselves AREN'T an offshoot of this way of thinking is fucking stupid. like it's plain wrong.

our own thoughts on why a character acts, what they do, what their presentation is, why their personality is what it is up to and including their sexuality, gender identity, religion, JOB, whatever, are made to fill the gaps the text can't or won't provide, and in the case of lgbt ones as long as it's not actively harmful (as in like insisting a lesbian character is bi or something) it is literally harmless seeing as it is fairly solidly a "won't", along with a whole bunch of other hc material that usually don't see the light of day on-screen nonstereotypically. people seeing themselves in characters isn't new but more than that, saying that you know this but then pushing it aside because The Analysis Means More when it's Realistic And Plausible is fucking dumb. and rude. bc the entire point of drawing the line of connections this way is how WE see them. being all like "oh well, your own personal identity is still valid otherwise, don't get your feelings hurt bc it doesn't matter," is moot if you've already asserted there's only One real way to be... plausible 🤨. which is to be NORMAL ! duh.

like, the read that zuko IS gay (and cis) relies on extracting parts through the lens of our own gay perceptions and is why cishet fans don't pick up on it, but you can ask pretty much any other lgbt fan and they'll agree. zuko's narrative arc IS compelling with the read that he is gay, from the way he is ostracised by his family, neglected and abused, the "punishment" he receives and then continues to become his own warden of, the order of his death and the banishment itself, sozin criminalising homosexuality, his inability to connect with others especially his own age, his inability to seamlessly interact with girls, his literal externalised viewing of seeing himself as someone with Two Sides, them being good vs evil, realising he can change the damn world through love and acceptance, striving for peace, being the face of change for his nation, relearning what it means to be who he is once he is free from his past, the shame and humiliation rituals, the claim of his father that he is worthless as a prince and person, AND MORE... and i cannot express enough here how fucking little it matters if he's specifically gay or WHAT THE HELL EVER 😭.

to claim in no small way that it's impossible for a trans person, or a bisexual person, or anyone else lgbt, could ever line up his narrative with their own personal one is so beyond ridiculous it gives me a headache. no, "plausibly", i don't think zuko is like, transmasc. yes, plausibly, he could be gay. plausibly, he could be amab nonbinary but no one seems to actually give a fuck about that for some reason (i wonder!). nothing would change in both cases, because he's not actually either, so i really don't see the point in making fun of or being frustrated by one to lift up the other because you want cisgender boot soles to brush the back of your throat THAT badly. the implausibility of thinking any way about a fictional character should be taken into account to an extent, sure, but at the end of the day neither of us are doing anything truly worthwhile, and no one is claiming that it's the intent from the beginning to say otherwise, so what's the point here. why are we doing this. let's go skip in a meadow together before i kill someone with this rock.

[vxxlkyrie]

Holiday Special

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Masterlist

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Snowball Fight

Can be platonic or romantic!

GN!Reader

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"Have you seen my scarf?" You ask.

"Oh yeah, my mom put it on the coat rack earlier." Larry said, handing you your scarf.

The two of you had decided to go out to the treehouse, maybe build a snowman or two. It was the middle of winter so getting to the treehouse was going to be annoying, even if it wasnt thar far, the snow and ice made everything annoying this time of year.

You were never really a fan of snow, sure you thought it was pretty but actually walking in it was something else. It was cold and wet and just an inconvenience most days.

Larry was walking quickly to the treehouse, not noticing you taking slow, heavy steps to make sure there were no ice patches under the snow.

Suddenly, something cold and hard hit your shoulder. Larry erupts with laughter.

"I got you!" He yelled from the base of the tree house. You grumbled and leaned down to grab a handful of snow to launch back at him. Forming it into a compact ball, you chucked it in Larry's direction.

"You missed!" Larry yelled over, you were about to throw another snowball in his direction when you see a glob of white quickly flying at you. The snowball hit you right in the nose, sending you down into the snow.

"OH SHIT!" Larry yelled. He rushed over at you.

"Y/n are you okay? I'm so sorry dude, i was aiming for you chest." He said as he offered his hand out to you. You grabbed his hand with one arm and smashed a handfull of snow into his face with the other.

"GOTCHA!" You yelled, quickly getting up and trying to run away while he was stunned by your surprise attack. Trying your best to run to the treehouse without slipping and falling on your ass, you make it. You run behind the tree and start making as many snowballs as you can.

You can hear snow hitting the tree trunk behind you, sometimes you can see some of them flying past you.

"C'mon Y/n! Afraid I might i'll hit you again?!" Larry shouted towards you. You swiftly came out from behind the tree and chucked a snowball at Larry.

The two of you didnt even realise how much time you had spent pelting snowballs at each other until Lisa had come outside, telling the two of you to go back inside before you got sick. It was like the two of you zoned out, when you heard Lisa you realised how dark it had gotten outside. Had you really been in a snowball fight for that long?

The two of you went back inside to be greeted by hot chocolate on Larry's bed side table. You thanked Lisa and sat on the bean bag in Larry's room. The two of you spent the rest of the evening watching shitty horror movies until you went home.

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[just-an-enby-lemon]

Bruce: *making one of those vids were celebs read thirst tweets made about them (the add revenue is going to charity)* TheOneThatKnowsYourSecret said "People are always taking about Brucie's muscles-" Are they? Hm. Continuing "but they never talk about that sexy sexy jawline of his, so inspiring, so full of secrets, I wanna make a thrail of kisses finishing in his mouth". Okay. That might not get into the final cut, but I need the producers to know I have a very limited list of people that might have written it. I'm a 100% sure it was one of them, I'm just not sure who did it.

Cameraperson: You do?

Bruce: Yeah. I'm fairly sure.

Cameraperson: Oh. Is it a new beau? Some lovely actress or model or even a handsome actor?

Bruce: Oh. I really don't think so, also not to be mean but I know for a fact none of you are supposed to have a real Twitter account.

[Everyone speculates who Bruce is talking about]

Bruce, later: *visting Arkham* So wich of you tweeted thar?

[orangesand-lemons-234]

Albert walked the hall where they were setting up Jack and Race's birthday party. They couldn't decide between a monkey party or a famous artists' party, so they ended up with "famous artists in the jungle," meaning there were blow-up trees, flat wooden statues of famous painters, and stuffed monkey's everywhere.

He looked at where Jack was setting up a statue and chuckled. "Ain't that your da, Denton?"

Jack furrowed his brow, sighing in disappointment. "That's Edvard Munch."

"One boring bastard to another, I guess." Albert muttered. He paused for a few moments before deciding to speak again. "Oi, Jack. While we're all here, I wanted to ask you something."

Jack hummed, turning to face Albert fully. "What's up?"

"What was with the face? The one you made when Jacobi brought up Morris and Oscar at the shop earlier."

"What are you on about?" Jack huffed.

"You know exactly what I'm on about." Albert said, gritting his teeth. He exaggeratingly imitated the face, puckering his lips and quickly glancing back and forth.

"Albo, I've never made thar face once in my li-"

"Don't you Albo me, you've made that face thousands of times. Usually, when you find something hard to believe." Albert cut in, raising his voice. "What about that when hard to believe, Jack?"

Jack took a deep breath. "It was just when you said you didn't wanna get your hopes up."

"Yeah?"

". . .you don't think they should get out, do you?"

"They're my brothers?"

"They killed someone, Albert."

The tension in the room could be cut with a knife. David was staring at the floor and picking at the skin around his nails, while Race was hanging up a banner behind everybody, refusing to look down at the conversation happening beneath him.

Katherine could be seen through video-call on JoJo's laptop, cringing hard. Jack was her best friend, but even she couldn't defend that. JoJo was squeezing a monkey toy tightly and his eyes were screwed shut with Finch standing next to him, ready to jump in if this took a turn.

"I am well aware that they killed somebody." Albert replied, still standing tall despite his wobbly lip. "You think that's something that's just ignored in my house?"

David finally spoke up, walking up to Jack. "I don't think we should talk about this."

"No, I think we should." Jack huffed. "We have to do a nationwide vote over it, I think this is something we really need to talk about."

"It wasn't supposed to happen the way it did. They didn't want to do that." Albert said quietly, his confidence in this discussion starting to fade out.

Jack rolled his eyes. "I'm sure that poor fellas family take great comfort in that, aye?"

"All of this, it's not all black and white, Jack-"

"I think that whether murdering somebody's okay is pretty black and white, actually."

Albert finally snapped, going to punch Jack, only to be held back by Finch, wrapping his arms around his midsection and keeping him from swinging.

"God, fuck you Jack! What would you know about any of this?" He shouted, making JoJo slam his hands over his ears. "Who gave you the right to give your unwanted opinions on this situation? You're nothing more than a spoiled, selfish, sheltered shithead!"

"Okay Red, let's be having ya." Finch hushed, ushering him out of the hall. Jack watched them leave, the door shuttering behind them.

He looked back at the remaining three. Race was now beside JoJo, his own hands covering his ears and holding him close. Race still refused to look at Jack, even as he got closer.

He went to the laptop, but Katherine had hung up.

"...fuck."

[dailymtgflavortext]

I wanna hear more about your Thromok deck. I had a fling deck based around it, but it was slow and inconsistent and easily disrupted.

Absolutely, here's the deck as it currently stands:

Thromok

Originally the deck made a lot more tokens, but I guess I've sort of veered away from that strategy over the years. Of course there are still some tokens, but it's more about getting things into play and then gobbling them up when you're able to win.

The problem is that Thromok isn't good. Yeah, it gets huge, but without trample, haste, and a way to take out multiple players you're kinda stuck. So buffs like Surrak and Goreclaw, Xenagos, and Giant Ankheg are extremely important. Heart-Piercer Manticore does offer a "fling" strat in there, and Pathbreaker Ibex turns your entire board (or what's left of it) into Thromoks as well.

I've been experimenting a bit with 2-mana mana dorks that tap for 2, and they've been doing okay. A loooong time ago I had more Wood Elves effects to ramp, but they're too slow now to rely on entirely.

Since this deck is entirely creatures and lands, I've also added in a bunch of hate effects for other types. Ruric Thar can be game-warping against some decks (heck, even Magebane Lizard can be), and cards like Arasta and Heartwood Storyteller give you extra value when your opponents do stuff. It's a neat little sub-theme that makes games more interesting.

Finally, and this was the most fun part of building the deck, I got to dig really deep to find weird "instant/sorcery-like effects" to use instead of true instants or sorceries. Sure, technically the Adventure cards have instants attached, but in the deck they're still creatures. But, Trumpeting Carnosaur is also a (bad) Lightning Bolt! Magus of the Order is a (bad) tutor! Generous Patron is a (bad) Divination! Weaknesses are part of what makes a deck fun, and building this way in spite of that has been a blast.

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Mr Electric

Ray Bradbury: Submitted for the approval of the midnight Society, I call this the tale of the eternal summer, the last vestiges of muggy august giving way to the bluster of autumn, the twinkling lights of town below in the humid night, young lovers stealing kisses in the dark, old men on the porch, jawin and chewin and chuckling at remembrances of romances long past Barker: you’re literally just describing a Thomas Kinkade painting Poe: clive

Stephen King: wow ray you really come up with some evocative imagery! King: whatever inspired you to become a writer anyway? Bradbury: well, it all started when I went to the county fair and met a wizard Koontz: whoa! A real wizard! King: no dean he’s talking about a magician Bradbury: [chuckling] am I? Bradbury: mr electrico was no mere magician! Bradbury: he had the REAL power!!! Bradbury: the power Bradbury: to fire a young boy’s IMAGINATION! Neil Gaiman: [clapping] right, right! Good show! Right on!

Ray Bradbury: and Mr Electrico pointed a flaming electrical sword at me and said Bradbury: “LIVE FOREVER!!” Bradbury: now I cannot be killed Gretchen Felker-Martin: oh yeah, big mood

Bradbury: Mr Electrico said “Live Forever!” Bradbury: Now I cannot be killed Bradbury: and it’s true Bradbury: c’mon try it out Stephen King: no no I couldn’t Bradbury: c’mon Bradbury: c’mon!!! Bradbury: come at me bro!!! Bradbury: I can take it!!

Bradbury: [slapping chest] c’mon, take a swing at me! Stephen King: I really don’t want to fight you Ray Bradbury: do it! Do it! Barker: I’ll do it Poe: clive Barker: I’m just giving him what he wants! Poe: clive Poe: clive he’s like 100 years old

Mary Shelley: sup fuckers Bradbury: mary!!! Come at me! Mary Shelley: okie dokie [immediately shivs Bradbury, blade snaps] Mary Shelley: what the fuck Bradbury: ha! this isn’t even a tenth of my power!!! Bradbury: what did I tell you?! Bradbury: not a single one of you could defeat you!! Mary Shelley: oh yeah? Mary Shelley: guess we’ll have to gang up on you!! Get ‘im boys! [Ann Radcliffe and Monk Lewis approach with chain and billy club respectively] [Bradbury effortlessly blocks roundhouse kick by Wrath James White] Bradbury: ha! Laughable! [Bradbury effortlessly sidesteps kung fu chop by Alan Baxter] Bradbury: ha! Pathetic!

Bradbury: come on! Come at me! Robert E Howard: you sure about this pardna? Howard: this ain’t no pea shooter hombre Bradbury: [slapping chest] what’s the matter, ya pussy? Bradbury: Fuckin do it!! Howard: hold on thar pardna Howard: I think ya might wanna calm down Bradbury: [grabbing gun and pulling Robert E Howard closer] Bradbury: DO Bradbury: IT Howard: [aiming gun] okay pilgrim you asked fer it Poe: bob Poe: bob this is getting ridiculous Poe: bob don’t Howard: [cocking gun] sorry pardna Howard: I gotta Howard: it’s the law of the west

Ray Bradbury: [flexing] Behold!!! The power of Mr. Electrico!!! The electric man!!! Barker: so ray Barker: I hear this magician’s fake Poe: clive Bradbury: he’s a real magician Barker: is he now Barker: then why hasn’t anyone ever heard of him Bradbury: he Bradbury: he lives in Canada

[loverofcats14]

Can you do the faking orgasm with Diavolo, Lucifer and Satan?

I have this gut feeling Lucifer’s pride would be hurt so he would go deeper and faster and maybe the same thing with satan

Idk about dia tho. Maybe he would be worried about his massive he is idk man. I love him so much but idk how he would even react to that lol

PT 2:

The Dateables Reaction to You Faking an Orgasm

Lucifer: You were tired and Lucifer teied making you feel better. He was lapping his tongue in your heat. He looked he was in pleasure licking your juices. You honestly felt it wasn't the greatest and with his pride you felt a little guilty. After he was done he cleaned you up and went to the bathroom. He was in there for awhile so you got up from the bed and knocked. "Lucifer you oka-" you stepped back from as Lucifer came out. His eyes were puffy as he looked at you. "Did I do a terrible job? Are you bored of me?" Lucifer confusingly asked as he sat in the bed. "No my love Im sorry, I should've told you I wanted to sleep. I always love you, and you're more to me than your body." Lucifer sighed as he brought you layed back to a hug. "It's okay my love thank you." Lucifer sighed as you two smiled in a hug. Feeling comfort from you twos love.

Satan: You kept tightening around his cock as he looked at you in pleasure. "Ah my dear- you feel so tight." "Yeah hahh-" you lied as you looked at him smiling. He all of a sudden stopped grunting as he pulled out. "You dont have to lie to me dear. Did I do something?" He asked cleaning you both up as he had a monotone face. "I just didn't feel in pleasure Satan sorry." You looked back in shame. His face softened as he kissed you. "Im not mad that you didn't feel good. Im mad thar you lied to keep my feelings." He sighed as you kissed him back. " Okay dear I'll be more honest." You put your hands on his waist. "Let me make it up Satan." You giggled as he smirked.

Diavolo: "Is this a game Mc? I'll make sure to make you cum." Diavolo smirked as you were shocked. You two were in his office as you were both in his chair. "How did you-" "Im the future king of Devildom, I can sense everything~" you smiled seeing how Diavolo is being positive. "And I will win my queen." Diavolo grunted as he gropped your ass.

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1193: More Rest and Snuggles (Danganronpa 2)

8:22 a.m. at Jabberwalk Island: Hajime x Ibuki's Cabin........

'Alarm Beeping'

Hajime: (Wakes Himself Up as He Stops the Alarm Beeping Off From his Phone Before Stretching his Arms Up and Yawning) Okay! Let's see what we got in store for today.....(Checks Out the Schedule Planned and Typed Out on his Phone's List App) Paperwork......Island Meeting.......Video Call Metting involving New Hope's Peak.......Band Practice.........Even more Paperwork........Hm. Seems a lot busier then it was yesterday, but I'm sure I can managed someh-

?????: HAJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!~

Hajime: (Turns to See his Girlfriend, Ibuki Mioda, Laying Next to Him on her Side of his Bed with a Small Smile) Oh, Morning, Ibuki. Never really took you for the early bird.

Ibuki: Uh nooo. Ibuki is a late bird. The latest of all birds and mammals.

Hajime: Pretty sure birds doesn't fit in the mammals category-

Ibuki: Upupup! Ibuki doesn't need to hear any lecture in animal studies right now. (Points at her Boyfriend) And YOU, my darling Hajime, don't need to be up this early in the morning either!

Hajime: ('Sigh') Come on, Ibuki. 8'o clock isn't nearly thar early. (Rubs the Back of hos Head Back and Forth) At.....least depending on which time zone we're currently on.

Ibuki: (Rolls his Eyes) Time Zone, Lime Snoze.

Hajime: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) Is "Snoze" even a real wor-

Ibuki: (Extends her Arms Up in the Air) Doesn't matter!! What does, however, is.....(Points at Hajime Again) YOU, mister, are need of a long dseeved and appointed a day off! Especially after all the work you've been doing as of late.

Hajime: (Crosses his Arms) Well, you're definitely not wrong on that front to say the least.....But are you sure I should be taking that day off right now? (Went Back on his Phone) The schedule I listed out here does looks pretty-

Ibuki: Long? Yeah, yeah, I noticed. (Forms a Bright Smile on her Face) Luckily for you, my dear, Ibuki has taken the liberties of convincing our wonderful group of friends/family to do them all for you in your humble place.

Hajime: Is that right?

Ibuki: Yep-Yep-Yep!~ in fact, I've arranged a few buddy systems to help get everything done in a much quicker. I have Fuyu and Peko work on the paperwork......

Jabberwalk Main Office Facility

Fuyuhiko: (Sighs While Pushing Aside a Stack of Filled Out Forms to the Other Side of the Desk He's Sitting At) That's one set down....(Turn Towards a Much Larger Stacks of Unsigned Paperwork on the Other Side of the Desk) A few more to get done, but it's fine. Just gotta keep working om a pace and-

Peko: (Walks By and Places More Paperwork Down on Top of the Unfinished Section) More paperwork is sent.

Fuyuhiko: (Eyes Widened in Shock) Are you fucking-(Pinches the Bridge of his Nose While Groaning in Irritation) I swear, if i didn't know any better, it almost feels like that stupid foundation is trying to kill us all over again.....

Peko: (Giggles a Bit) Perhaps. (Places her Hands onto Both of her Boyfriend's Shoulders and Gently Massages Them a Bit) But just continue to stay calm and remember who we're doing this for.

Fuyuhiko: (Takes a Deep Breath) Right. This is for Hajime.

Peko: (Happily Nodded) Correct. Stay strong, my dear (Gives Fuyuhiko a Kiss on the Cheek) I believe in you.

Fuyuhiko: (Starts Blushing a Bit While Grinning at his Girlfriend) ('Heh') Right back at you. (Gets Himself Up and Gives Peko a Peck on the Lips) Hon~ (Winks a Peko)

Peko: (Genuinely Surprised by the Sudden Kiss Before Turning Away, Blushing, and Smiling a Little) Y-You're too kind~

Hiyoko: (Inthe Background L Ugh! Get a room already!!

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Ibuki: Sonia and Akane host the Island Gathering..........

Jabberwalk Beach

Sonia: (Happily Hosts the Beach Gathering Meeting as She Uses her Pointer to Tap on a Pie Chart Picture Akane Showing Off to Everyone Else Present) And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why it is very important for each of us to continue to keep this lovely beach in top-tip sha-

'THUD'

The suddenly loud thudding sound was more than enough to cause the Ultimate Princess to shriek in terror while jumping onto Akane's arms, causing her drop the pictures she was holding in her hands.

Akane: (Equally Surprised) What the heck!?

???????: GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! SPENDID!!!

The ladies and the audience turns to see their Ultimate Manager, Nekomaru Nidia, laying down on a crated ground, laughing wholeheartedly.

Nekomaru: Ahh man! Been a long while since I've felt THIS much adrenaline smacking me so hard across tye face! You weren't kidding when you said weren't gonna hold any punches, huh Gundham?

Gundham: ('Heh') (Walks Over to the Crate he Created) Of course. There's never been a time of day where someone as powerful as I, Gundham Tanaka, has ever hold back from a challenge, much less from someone as fairly formidable as you I suppose.

Nekomaru: (Chuckles Lightly) D'aww thanks, man! You flatter me. (Puts on a Determined Grin on his Face) But don't think for a second I'm throwing in the towel just-

?????: BOYS!

The duo turns to see their respective girlfriends, Sonia and Akane, glaring at the both of them.

Nekomaru: Oh uhhhh....(Chuckles Awkwardly) Heh-Hey there, ladies!

Gundham: (Turns Away While Covering his Mouth Up with the Scarf He's Wearing) I take it you're....('Clears Throat') N-Not too.....Happy with us, aren't you?

Sonia: (Crosses her Arms) There is not a single smile appear on either of our faces now, is there?

Akane: Yeah! How are you guys having yourselves an intense bout in the middle of the beach and not invite ME along for the chaos! Like, come on!

Sonia: (Turns to Akane with a Pout While Making Angry Princess Noises)

Akane: What? You know how pumped I get when it comes to sparring matches. (Raises an Eyebrow at the Boys) You guys WERE having friendly sparring match, right?

Nekomaru: Yeah.

Gundham: Why wouldn't we be?

Akane: (Smiles Brightly) Yep! Friendly Sparring Match.

Sonia: (Softly Facepalms Herself While Sighing)

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Ibuki: Then, Ibuki let Teruteru handle breakfast, lunch, and dinner like he always do since, you know, he's the Ultimate Cook-

Hajime: Chief, Ibuki.

Ibuki: Cook, Chief, Tomatoes, Tamotoes, same thing! Ooh! And lastly, Ibuki has Nagito and Sodaman handle the video chat meeting with Naegi and Co!

Hajime: (Eyes Widened at What his Girlfriend Just Said) I'm sorry, you assigned NAGITO, of all people, to participate in the same meeting Makoto is apart of?

Ibuki: (Gently Rubs Hajime's Arm) Relax, Haji-Bear. I already said Sodaman is taking part of the meeting too remember? I'm sure it'll go along just fiiine.

Jabberwalk Meeting Office Room

Naegi: (Speaking on Soda's Tablet) So, in conclusion, with our separate ideas, cooperation, and hardwork intertwine, I believe they would all be more than enough to rebuild a much better version of Hope Peak's Academy than it ever was before. Do we have any questions before we continue?

Nagito: (Raises his Hand Up) Excuse me, Naegi-san.

Soda: (Starts Sweating Bullets) (Pleasedon'taskaboutanythingHoperelated Pleasedon'taskabiutanythingHoperelated Pleeeease don't ask about anything Hope-related!)

Nagito: I would like to ask you about classes you will include in the academy

Soda: ('Sighs in Pure Relief') (Ohhh thank god...)

Nagito: (Smiles Brightly) As well as how much Hope you are willing to provide for each one!~

Soda: (DAMN IT!)

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Hajime: ..........You know, maybe I should check up on those two. (Gets Himself Up From the Bed) See how they're doing and what-Woah! (Gets Pulled Back Down on the Bed by Ibuki)

Ibuki: (Comically Glares at Hajime) Not on my watch, mister! You need R&R and you're gonna get it!!

Hajime: Ibuki, I'm only gonna check up on them for a few minutes or so and I'll come back here before you know it, I promise!

Ibuki: (Starts Whining and Singing at the Same Time) Noooooooooooo!~

Hajime: (Sighs While Trying his Hardest Not to Snicker at Ibuki's Cute and Scratchy Vocals) Come on, Ibuki, you gotta trust me on this.

Ibuki: (Gives Hajime a Serious Look on her Face) Do you trust our friends, Hajime? Do you trust me even?

Hajime: (Taken Aback by Ibuki's More Serious Look) What? Ibuki, of course I trust you guys, you're practically family to me. Nagito too, even if I am still iffy on him half the time.

Ibuki: ('Sigh') Yeah, Ibuki always get weird vibes from that guy since day one......(Softens her Serious Demeanor a Bit) It really means a lot that you think so highly of us, Haji. (Rapidly Poking her Boyfriend's Chest) But you need to put more faith in us than that, you big, cute dumb-dumb!!~

Hajime: Will you ease up on the poking already!? ('Sighs in Defeat and Understanding') But you're right. We have been through far too many hells and back to get to where we are right now together. And it's high time that we set aside our doubts and continue to build our trust and bond for a brighter future going forward.

Ibuki: (Nodded in Agreement With a Proud Grin on her Face) ('Hmph') That's right!~ But you wanna know what else you need, Haji?

Hajime: Hm?

Ibuki: (Happily Hugs Her Boyfriend) A nice, relaxing Cuddling Session!~ (Starts Snuggling onto Hajime) Starring your cute, rock n' roll girlfriend who wants to hug and kiss you all day long~ (Starts Puckering Up her Lips)

Hajime: (Chuckles Lightly) Alright, come here you~

Hajime leans over to give his girlfriend the make out session she very much deserves.

Ibuki: Oh Hajime~ ('Mmwah') Ibuki loves you ('Mwah') Ohh so much!~ ('Mmmwah')

Hajime: I know~ I love you too, Ibuki. Thank you for convincing me to do this and for....(Smiles Sheepishly While Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) Putting up with a workaholic like myself for so long~

Ibuki: (Giggles Softly) Don't worry about it!~ You know Ibuki always got your back. (Continues Kissing Hajime) Ibuki~ ('Mwah') will never. EVER. Leave your side~ Ever!~ ('Mmwah')

Hajime: Likewise. (Eye's Widened a Bit) But wait, what about our band practice? Didn't you say you have new song you've been working on?

Ibuki: Yeah, but we can postpone our Jam Session for today, I don't mind. Now, give me some more loving!~

Hajime: (Chuckles Lightly) Yes, ma'am~

The lovers lay back down on their bed as their relaxing Cuddle Session has now finally begun.

@on-2

@ma-lemons

@albion-93

@bestpony666

[wonderlandleighleigh]

A Fashionable People short, taking place while Midge is still in the hospital after “On the Other Foot.”

Susie doesn’t sleep for a week.

A fucking week, and she cannot force herself to go to sleep, because every time she closes her eyes she sees her best friend, lying helplessly in that awful hospital bed, surrounded by her family and Lenny and Imogene and it’s just-

It’s too fucking awful.

So she smokes, and she drinks and she paces and she watches some TV and she reads, and she does a crossword puzzle, and she smokes and drinks some more, and nothing fucking does it.

So she braves the cold weather and heads to the hospital. 

Midge blinks at her, frowning in confusion. “Are you actually here, or am I just on the good stuff?” 

“Both,” Susie tells her, pulling up a chair. “Couldn’t sleep.” 

Midge nods, reaching out her good hand to pat Susie’s. “Believe me, I get it. It’s not easy to get any sleep here…doctors and nurses running around…the bed stinks, the pillows are flat.” 

“Yeah, well, it’s a hospital, not the Plaza Hotel,” Susie reminds her. “And they’re gonna let you out soon.” 

Midge huffs and shrugs, wincing a little. “Sure, they will.” 

“Hey,” Susie snaps. “You’re gonna get outta here, your gonna get better and you’re gonna get the fuck back to work.” 

Midge smiles just a little and nods. “Okay, Susie.” 

“You’re damn right, okay,” the older woman grumbles. She stays quiet for a long, long moment. “So…Lenny was with you when they brought you in.” 

“Yeah, he was,” Midge confirms. 

They both go silent after that, letting it hang in the air. 

“He’s in love with you,” Susie tells her. 

“Yeah,” Midge mutters.

“He’s also got an arrest record as long as your arm, and a really big fucking drug problem,” Susie reminds her. 

“Yeah,” Midge repeats. 

“He’s not exactly a nice, Jewish boy from the Upper West Side,” Susie points out, sitting back and crossing her arms. 

“Neither was Joel,” Midge counters. “And even when I found one of those, it didn’t exactly work out.” 

“Joel didn’t have the United State Government and a raging drug problem to contend with,” Susie argues. “Look, I get it. The guy’s good looking, he’s funny as fuck, you’ve been friends for a while now. I just wanna make sure you know what you’re getting into.” 

"I do know," Midge says softly. "But he gets it, Susie. It's not just that he's funny and attractive. It's that he gets what I'm- what we're trying to do. And he wants me to succeed."

Susie sighs softly and nods. "While we're talking about the men in your life, there is one thing I gotta come clean about."

Midge gives her a shocked look. "You fucked Lenny, too?"

"You fucked Lenny?!" 

"Say it louder, I don't think the corpses in the morgue heard you." 

"How long has that been going on?"

"Since the night before Carnegie hall…"

"That's good, though. We can spin thar. Two good friends, fallin' into each others' arms the night before his big gig, and then you get hit by a car. The optics on that ain't bad."

"You had something to tell me," Midge reminds her. 

Susie nods slowly, blowing out a breath. "It's about Joel?"

"You fucked Joel?"

"Fuck no, I know where he's been."

Midge laughs and winces. "Okay, that was funny. What about Joel?"

And Susie tells her. About the gambling. About losing so much of her hard earned money and going to Joel for help. About letting Joel manage her finances. 

Midge stays quiet, taking it all in. 

"You hate me now," Susie surmises. 

"I…don't," Midge admits. "Before my accident, I might have. But you shouldn't trust Joel with money. He is bad with money."

Susie stares at her, shocked. "Fuck, I thought the stereotype about Jews and money existed for a reason,” she half-jokes.

"For every last one of us except Joel," Midge jokes back. "When we were married I would try to ask about our finances and he'd tell me we were fine, but we were actually living beyond our means."

"Shit."

"Yeah."

"Shit!"

Midge nods. "Yeah."

“I gotta get your money and find someone who knows what the fuck they’re doing,” Susie says.

“Yeah.”

“I thought because he cared about you so much-”

“Yeah, no.”

“Fuck. I’m sorry, Midge.” 

Midge nods. “I am, too. That plan of mine…it was awful, and I was awful, and I just- I had my head so far up my ass and then-” 

“Hey,” Susie says. “You can’t think about that now, you gotta focus on getting better. Cuz when you get outta here, we got work to do. Right?” 

Midge nods, looking grateful. “Right.” 

They sit in silence for a little while before Midge speaks again. 

“Susie?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Don’t ever make decisions about the money without me again.” 

“Yeah.”

[bubblepopsims]

R: "I want to say it was one of the weekends Grandmama and Granpa went to one of their wine showcases, and i believe you were being in a undercover relationship.... god i still cant believe you went through all of that.."

Josiah huffed and raised a brow at Ruby "Oh you are one to talk... Izzi didn't officially come out until fucking college so who was a secret throughout the final days of high school mmm"

R: "too che.. fine but anyway so it was during one of those weekends. i was home alone, ready to link up with Hades and Sinclair when i received a weird message from Izzi... i still remember it because it didn't quite make sense."

I:"hey... i.. um i know it’s late.. but could i umm maybe come over? wait no that is stupid i am sorry, why did i even start off like that.. its just i don't want to be in my house right now and i don't... well you... yeah nevermind. I'm sorry to bother you."

R: "Izzi sounded like they were crying and shooken up.."

R: "of course i relistened to it to make sure i wasn't delusional... but from the voice i was used too... this was different.. so of course... i invited them over..."

R: "hey..." I: "hi... -izzi sighed and looked down at the ground in front of them- I'm sorry i know its late... and god i must have sounded so confusing in that message... i just didn't know where else to go...."

Ruby watched as Izzi darted their eyes around and clung to their own clothes as if this was the first and last place they wanted to be at.

R: "hey.. its okay.. i am glad you called.. you seemed like you could use a friend.."

Josiah laughed "A friend? A FRIEND ? AHAHAHAH! you probably wanted to do way more than that...."

Ruby huffed "shut. up."

Izzi sighed heavily and dropped their head again just to take a few steps forward and lean into Ruby.

Ruby sighed into the embrace and gently cupped izzi's head and arm R: "its okay i got you... -as Izzi pulled a bit away ruby gently rubbed her knuckles along Izzi's chin before booping their nose with her thumb- we dont even have to talk about it... we can watch movies and if you are hungry, my grandma left Josiah and I with some fresh made shepards pie. quite frankly i believe it is the best in the whole country"

Izzi chuckled and slowly nodded their head. "i would like that very much."

R: "you see..... we just had this instant connection... and even though nothing really happened until later on.. it just felt like we fit... no matter how defeated they sounded moments ago.. I was the one who could bring them back to a stable mind.. and I don't know I really liked that... loved that.. it was like I was their safe space... let them be themselves.. Broody and cutthroat at times, yet gentle and soft.."

"for a while, Izzi didn't talk just sat beside me on the sofa, but when They finally did... They didn't go into detail on the abuse, neither did they say it directly... but the hidden message between Their disheartening words, lead me to believe that Izzi was going through some kind of abuse at home.. I knew this for sure... I also knew in thar moment Izzi wasn't just struggling with their family but themselves..."

Ruby sighed "Izzi that night told me that really never felt one way or the other.. quite frankly the labels themselves were unnecessary to them. they just wanted to be Izzi... "

I: "My father and mother keep talking about arranged marriages...thinking about not even letting me go to college... my mother has been more on top of me about my diet, my attire, my fucking hair..... even if I breathe wrong I am just a fuck up...i don't want any of that.... fuck i don't even want to get married especially if it is like that...everything about it just seems so fucked up.. I don’t even see my parents genuinely love eachother.. they are emotionally unavailable and seem to not give a absolute shit about me. They just want to control me.. turn me into this perfect woman they can show off like a fucking trophy...” Ruby listened her brows bunching up tighter before releasing an aggravated groan. "That actually annoys the fuck out of me... your parents seem like they need to be kicked around this state REPEATEDLY! Tattoo fucktards on their forehead”

Izzi let out a huff with a small chuckle. "You are so violent.. but you know what? ... maybe even use a spiked bat... yeah... that seems fitting.” Ruby laughed "Aww you little psychopath, I knew it, you are always so quiet, yet so charming." She teased only to laugh at Izzis reaction. They were quite literally frowning. I: "gosh if that is your way of giving a compliment. We are going to have to work on that."

Ruby was flipped through the rows of rows of pictures until a light laugh escaped her lips. "I knew I had a picture of this night..."

Josiah took the picture and gave a small smile. "I can't deny you guys were quite cute together...."

Ruby sighed "We were....-the taste of past tense of them didn't seem to sting as much.. yet Ruby still let out another sigh- Izzi kissed me that night too.. right well a bit before this picture.. I was always very fluid with my sexuality.. but I knew that it might have freaked them out with how they felt towards me. Which made me feel.. special. Yeah special."

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[spotsupstuff]

Okay but I really like your headcanon that iterators are giant hivemind organisms

Its outright stated in-game thar iterators are basically collections of super-smart microbes working together. The idea that they can desync??? AGH that's so creative and interesting!!

(Also did you know that biological computers actually exist. Scientists have made computers using brain cells and think it may be the future of computing. IRL iterators when)

I would also like permission to borrow this idea because it would work perfectly for one of my own iterator characters 👀

Also, brain food--

When you think about it... iterators are just giant sapient siphonophores.

I MEAN LIKE YEAH, IT'S... KIND OF IN THE GAME not entirely Spot™ original idea, that they are hiveminds. prolly more like one of those "notices smth, proceeds to crank it up to 11"

love taking fictional things and seeing how much i can break 'em <3

DON'T! speak to me about shit like that. no. that just ain't natural. i'm still trynna cope with the existence of roombas, segways and seedless watermelons. none of that is fuckin right n has no business existin. hell nah

i mean like yeah, sure, i guess- but i Would like to reiterate that i support and think people should try to think of their own stuff. for the variety's sake and exercise of own mind as well. if it ends up similar to my stuff then Sure, i will Not mind. whatever with this kind of a broad concept, but you know,,,,,,, putting some effort into a thing will make it more rewarding and fun

"LOOK AT ALL THOSE PHYLUM CNIDARIA BITCHES."

SEE- i Have been goin hog over the unitentional similarities between my takes on the Ancients n the Iterators, oh thank fuck i now have a name to put on those bitches. thank u

[mink-place]

Heyy Can I request La Squadra as dads reacting to their kids being scared of their stand? Like they see their dad's stand/ abilities and it freaks them out at first

La Squadra as dads sounds really cute to me lol Thank you for your request, dear anon! Also, sorry if these are shorts.

La Squadra reacting to their children being scared of their stand.

Risotto Nero

Alright, now, the child may be scared of the ability of his stand, because literally Metallica is so FREAKING CUTE (and is inside Risotto's skin, so you kinda can't see it lol)

He won't use his stand anywhere near the child, he knows thar they're scared of it, and also he doesn't have the need to use it.

He'll explain the child that Metallica won't harm him or anyone (the second it's not true ofc).

“Carino/a, you shouldn't be scared of the little beans, they are harmless, okay?” he'll explain, but they still look terrified.

He, of course, doesn't want his children to be scared of his stand, so he'll try to asociate his stand with good things.

Risotto would probably use his stand on someone (on a mission) and create something he can later gift his child like “Metallica love you so much that they did this.”

The kid will slowly warm to Metallica, since their papa says that it is inoffensive.

Prosciutto

He's confused, why his children is afraid of something that is meant to protect them? Grateful Dead won't hurt them, at all.

Prosciutto tries to explain him that Grateful Death may look terrifying, but you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.

And yeah, it may kill people, but dad doesn't do that, it's bad to hurt people.

“A stand isn't bad if you use it like you should, I don't harm anyone and neither does Grateful Death.”

If they keep scared of it, he'll try to make them forget about his stand not bringing it near the child.

Pesci

The first time he brings his stand out infront of his child, the kid runs for his life and hides, then Pesci notices that they are scared.

He spends some days trying to think about how to make his children feel safe around Beach Boy, and he has an idea.

Best papa Pesci goes with his child to a fishing trip, comparing the fishing rod with Beach Boy, with that the kid will assume that his stand is like a fishing rod, but like, exactly the same.

“That was a really good catch, dear! Look, now you shouldn't be scared of Beach Boy, it's just a fishing rod, alright?”

Formaggio

He's like the most chill dad of the world, but he can be a little cruel sometimes.

When he notices how scared his children is of Little Feet, he'll tease them, yeah, his stand isn't the most beautiful, but it isn't scary!

Now, for real, he doesn't want his children ti be scared of his stand, because he use it very often. So he'll play with him, like making a little kitchen, he'll shrink down food and they would play.

“Alright, if you want a little tomato, ask Little Feet, it won't bite you!” he jokes, his children starts to interact with the stand and both spend a great time together.

Illuso

“My stand isn't scary, it's amazing, have you ever visited private areas? It's like being invisible!” he'll try to make them warm up to the idea of doing things you can't outside the Mirror World.

He'll take him on trips on the Mirror World, parks, theme parks, zoo...

Illuso's going to make the Mirror World a safe space for his child, at first maybe they won't want to enter, but he'll make them saying things like “Well, now I have to travel alone! I really wanted to see all Italy with you, but since you don't want...” or things like that.

The child will love his stand, he is sure, just a little patience and effort to make his child have fun on the Mirror World.

Ghiaccio

Yeah, uhm, they better be afraid of White Album lol.

He's confused/pissed, why the hell are thwy afraid of his stand? He didn't do anything! It's not like they have a trauma with ice! Or maybe they have?

They'll have to tell him the reasons of being scared of White Album, and then he will reason with them of why they SHOULDN'T be scared.

He can carry them while skating once in a while! It's fun, even if he gets tired.

He really tries to be a good father.

Melone

“Why are you scared? Did I do something, dear? I swear Baby Face is like a little butterfly, it's harmless.” he'll try to convince them with words.

If it doesn't help he may try to make them play with the son of Baby Face, one that isn't bad or mean, he wants his child to have a good time with it.

If they still doesn't like Baby Face, he'll probably stop using his stand around them, but will make little remarks that it's alright to feel scared, but his stand isn't bad!

Again, I did this before going to sleep, hope it's okay!

[talisidekick]

Damn apparently ppl think im not a transguy bc i have different views of sex and gender.

wowww. how surprising/sar

Anyways, yeah im a gay trans dude. Im sorry my views are different but thar doesn't allow ppl to be dicks about it.

we disagree, thats okay. We're adults, i still say we fight for trans rights.

I hope your transition goes well

I dislike that people are so quick to assume you're not who you say you are, but I can see why. You use terminology exclusively used to separate transgender women and men and nonbinary folk from womanhood, manhood, femininity, and masculinity. It's used by "gender critical", "radical feminist" and "TERF" groups exclusively to deny peoples gender identity. It's not uncommon for members of these groups to impersonate a transgender person or put on a facade as a transgender person to fabricate evidence for their cause or cause problems for others on purpose.

I won't say your views are entirely incorrect, but I will definitively say you have a tinted lens you're looking through. Take a look at how others engage in masculinity, the language they use, and how people try to oppress them. You might learn something, and heck, you might come back and correct me on a few things. I'm a transgender woman, I'm not living the experiences of someone who's trans masculine or a transgender man; there's going to be aspects I just won't get unless you can explain it to me like I'm five because my own lens of observation is tinted a certain way too.

Sure we don't agree, but that can simply be a matter of knowledge and experience difference, even age. It's possible the language I use and the language you use carry different connotations depending on our respective time-frames of contact with these words and we're communicating similar ideas just with different terms. The field of science around gender identity has taken a massive leap forward over the years. And it can also be frame of reference, whether our learning environment has a conservative or liberal leaning and that in turn will change the kind of information we have access to to educate ourselves. It's kind of important to look at everything, even the stuff we don't agree with, so we can educate ourselves not only on the perceptions we face, but why we disagree and what the cold facts are.

The end point however, yeah, we're both transgender, and there's a lot of varied transgender folk like us. We're all under threat, our enemies want nothing but our complete annihilation to support their binary gender, sex = gender fallacy fueled patriarchal fantasy where everyone is straight, and ideally as white as possible. Recognizing their bullshit arguments and taking them down is the goal because transgender rights are human rights. None of us are free until all of us are.

[writing-plurals]

Amazing that I found your account! I've been wondering about this thing.

For the past four years I've been working on and off on this book

In the book everyone has some sort of thing that kind of hampers them in the human world, but helps them in their world- kind of like how in Percy Jackson, a lot of demigods have dyslexia and adhd

These hampering things are different for almost everyone and they're often related to a power or ability that you have. A person who has telekinesis may "hear voices" and person who can prophesize things may have an ungodly horrible sleep schedule

One character in particular just blacks out

The idea with her was basically that she has this "side" thar whenever it senses she's in danger, shows up and whoops ass.

This version of her is clearly not her doing the things and then immediately forgetting she'd done them. Her friends make comments about this version of her acting very different, when she isn't in control of her body, she makes comments as to what it feels like. She counts how long she's there for, then, as if nothings happened, she's whipped back into reality

Now with this character, in the beginning, I really didn't want her to be a system. I'm not sure how I convinced myself she wasn't, but now that I've began to understand my own system, understand what's happening, it's pretty obvious she's a system. The only problem is, no matter how much she really hates her mom, she isn't traumatized. Not by her mom or anything else, it's literally a point in the story that all of her childhood was her parents keeping her safe from bad things. There's not really any room for truama

Especially nothing serious enough and that would occur at a young enough age for her to develop did or osdd

Now don't get me wrong, I support systems formed outside of truama, but the last thing I want is for the first book that I've ever written that wasn't a picture book to be a catalyst of a bunch of discourse, I also feel there aren't many clear representatives of did or osdd in the media, and even less that are actually good or accurate

Personally, as someone who identifies with endo system (despite beginning to wonder if undiagnosed osdd is a possibility) I genuinely just think it's only fair that the disordered people are tended to first, then, once I feel they've been represented, I can then chose to represent the non disordered

So my question to you is what you think I should do?

Should I continue with this character not being a system and just this being the magic of that world that causes the weird split

Or should I go back into her backstory and find somewhere to fit the truama needed to make this character representative

(And I just realized this but she's the only character I have really that isn't that representative of anything else the rest of the main cast

Mixed (black and white) + Bisexual + Adhd

Mixed (Asian and white) + FtM + MLM/demisexual + depression

A literal robot + nonbinary + panromantic + has traits similar to autism but I wouldn't call it autistic cause it's a robot

Mixed (black and asian) + agender + schizophrenia

They're all mixed bc they're all mixed with the things I'm mixed with shhh 😔

But like this character

White + heterosexual + Cisgender + literally nothing else interesting about her other than that blackout-different-person thingy

So yeah, theres also that

Hmmm, think of representation like a kinda pie being made for a holiday meal. Just cuz you made a pumpkin pie (endogenic system rep), doesn't mean other ppl can't go out and get what they need for apple or banana cream pie. There's plenty of space for both kinds of stories to exist. The same way just cuz tv has few long running lesbian shows doesn't stop gay ones being made.

Endogenic systems' stories deserve to be told too, and it's okay to wanna tell it with what you have set up. It's not being insensitive to represent one marginalized group over another.

As for other headmates you mentioned, I'm a little too white to help with that, so maybe our followers and other mods can help with that bit!

-Mod Tick Tock