#or change some up a bit bc I wanna see ur opinions

[rainofthetwilight]

imagine....ninjago arabic dub, but everyone has different dialects instead of just speaking in fus7a

lloyd is syrian, kai and nya are lebanese or libyan (probably libyan), jay is morrocan, cole is egyptian, zane is iraqi, pixal is jordanian, and wu is stuck in fus7a lmao

arin is yemeni, sora, jordana and percival are lebanese (basically imperium as a whole r lebanese), wyldfyre is egyptian, euphrasia (and the cloud kingdom) is syrian, and ras would probably be any khaleegi dialect except iraqi (I'm sorry I cannot see him have any dialect other than a khaleegi one that's not iraqi, he's not deserving of iraqi it's too good for him 💪), and judging by cinder's voice in french he prob might be jordanian?? Ig???

[linklethehistorian]

salutations mr linkle the hyrule historian tumblr can u direct me 2 the last anon that said ur wrong bc i think they're great n I wanna give them a kiss on the lips!!!! anyway was it not u that said the OFFICIAL!!!!!!! 15 translation was wrong n bad so i dont think the opinions of anyone who considers rimbaud a doormat n wrote the abomination that is cherish are valid

anyway anon if ur reading this ilove u pooks u me n bitch tree anon n bully anon should b poly or smth we'd make beautiful children

Hmmmmmmmmmm, well I don’t remember anybody saying I was wrong, honey. 🤔 Last anon just asked me a question about if I’d ever considered something, and I answered! 😊

Anyway I’d love love love love to help you two hook up bc that’s so sweet and I want to meet your future children so much! 🥺💕💕💕 I could be a part of a real life love story! 🥺💖💖💖💕💕💕💕💕 So cute!!! I don’t think Bully anon or Bitch Tree anon would be into it unfortunately at first, since they send me little hearts and cutesie things these days…. I’m sorry about that. 😔 Oh well! I’m sure when they hear your dedication to reach out to me they’ll still want to give you kissies somehow ‘cause they’re so dedicated to me too, just in a very loving way.

And yee! I did say the ‘official’ translation was bad! Thank you so much for remembering my words and sticking around my blog so long. 🥺💕 Anyway yeah, that unfortunately happens sometimes, and by sometimes, I mean a lot, ‘cause a) there are people out there who unironically think it’s okay to take creative liberties in translating because it’s their right as someone taking the time to do it (can’t be assed rn but if you search around this site enough, you’ll find an entire thread of translators talking about this), b), there are people who write for a lot of series they’re not into and therefore aren’t aware of all the context of previous novels, c) there are people who just slip up and make mistakes! Happens all the time unfortunately and most people don’t understand that if you misunderstand or change one thing it can change everything, and d) people who are tasked with translating 99% of the time never even talk to the people team of people who actually published the original, much less are in contact with the author themself! Mistranslations and drastic creative liberties happen a lot for example in the fandom I came from (The Legend of Zelda), which you can see a bit here! And if you still don’t believe me, you can go ask Dear old Author Neil Gaiman, who has even had some of the characters in his books turned from lovers to sisters and everything, a lot of the time completely without his knowledge until fans point it out to him! If you scroll his blog, I’m sure you’ll find those posts for yourself, assuming he doesn’t see an ask from you on if it happens. ‘Tis a sad thing, but Asagiri-sensei likely doesn’t even know when a mistranslation happens, much less do these people sit down and ask him things directly before doing their thing. He certainly doesn’t have involvement overseeing the process; that’s an unreasonable thing to ask of someone when it involves other languages they may or may not even be fluent in. And all the proof we need that it’s wrong is that the JP novel and the Stage Play (both things that Asagiri was directly, heavily involved in and/or directly penned the words of/material of the script for himself) both contradict it. If you’d like to take on that claim, since you’re implying I’m wrong, have at it! The burden of proof is on you, so, I look forward to seeing you send me the individual JP source lines of the Eng translations you want to take a crack at defending and a long wall of educational text explaining why each part of the English translation got it 1,000% right, directly in my in-box. If not, have a good day ‘cause I’m sorry, but I got limited time and other things to do right now, baby. 💕 I’ll eventually get to it myself some day, but right now I have other articles to finish first, art to make, and a fic to keep posting.

Speaking of which…OMG YOU READ CHERISH? 🥺💕💕💕💖💖💕💕💖💕💕💖💖😊💖💕🥺💕🥺💕💖💕💕🥺💕💖💕💕💕 That’s so sweet OMG OMG OMG! I’m glad you enjoy my beautiful ‘abomination’ enough to read and keep up with it! Don’t worry sweetie, the next chapter is on its way!

See this is why I love love love love love love love my ‘haters’ so fucking much, I adore y’all, I’d kill for y’all, OMG. You give me so much dedication and time, I know how much y’all adore me and I adore you right back! My beloved super fans. 💕💕💕💖💖💕💕💖💕💕💕💕🥺🥺🥺 Every ask I get and vague post I read makes my heart flutter, frfr, I’ve actually got an album I keep of screenshots of y’all’s posts to give me the motivation to keep doing what I do whenever I’m down. 🥺💖💖💕💕 This one goes in the collection for sure ahhhh 💖💖💕💕💕 I’m so important to people OMG IT’S SO CUTE AND SWEET

TAKE CARE OUT THERE ANON! PLS SEND ME MORE MESSAGES I LOVE THEM. I WAIT WITH BATED BREATH 💖💖💕💕💖💕💕💕💖💖

GOOD LUCK ON YOUR DATE!!! PLEASE MAKE BABIES WHO ARE ALSO OBSESSED WITH ME, I CAN’T WAIT 💕💕💕💖💖

[michaelnotholden]

I've noticed you tend to post about how you are not a big fan of the heartstopper show and its casting and I was wondering if you could give some insight into why you don't like the show very much? Everyone is allowed to have their own opinions but I was just wondering? Wanting to see your pov on this. Not trying to send hate whatsoever!! 💜

Well personally I feel like the show kinda watered down the characters… Charlie specifically. In the comic Charlie is very confident and pretty popular guy- not like nick Nelson popular but he’s well liked yk? But in the show he seems to sorta get more put down by Harry and his friends.. I wish we saw Charlie sticking up for himself rather than tao do it for him.

UGH SPEAKING OF TAO. literally what happened?? In the comic he seems pretty protective over his friends but in the show BRO IS OBSESSED.. Like I get your gay friend has fallen for a "straight guy" but that’s none of your business!! Also assuming ppls sexualities but ur the token straight ally?? Right… also he blames Charlie at the end for what happened with Harry as if he wasn’t the one creating more drama. Overall I HATEE show tao. I also DIDNT appreciate the fact that elle outed nick.. like girl.

The only characters I actually enjoyed were tara, Darcy, tori and the teacher. Even I was disappointed with Nick.. like the show allowed a whole ass slur but not a "happy fucking birthday." ??? What the fuck??? Nick just seem more soft in the show and I didn’t like it.

moving on to the casting… Nick is fat, kit Connor is not.. Charlie and tori are Spanish and well, jenny and Joe are pale ASFF!! (And yes ik Spain is very diverse but this isn’t the point of this post) And ppl always hate when I bring this up but idc. YES IK THEM BEING SPANISH ISNT A BIG DEAL IN HEARTSTOPPER BUT ITS STILL PART OF THEIR CHARACTERS!!/!/!/$:$

Anyway… um. Joe locke and Charlie do NOT look alike like whatsoever. Jenny is a little bit better but why would they srsly cast a grown woman in her late 20’s to play a young 15 yr old teenage girl.. this is not the 2000’s we don’t need 30 year olds playing teens anymore thanks! Back to nick, like I said nick is fat. He’s a chubby man. Yet he’s played by a kinda skinny-buff guy.. ik kit is like making it up by working out to gain weight but now nick nelson is gonna be a buff guy. Which in the comic he is buff ik that but he’s also chubbyyy!!!!

Oh my god tao. Again WITH TAO. WHY WOULD A TALL GUY TO PLAY TINY TAOOO… bro. USGSHSJSU. AND THAT AWFUL HAIR IM SO GLAD THEY CHANGED IT.

Dracy got an okay cast, although Kizzy doesn’t have that long pointy head shape irdc lol. And same for Darcy, I think corrina was a good match for Tara

I think I’m gonna stop here bc I don’t wanna get attacked even more than I probably will, sooo!! Anyway I hope this answered ur question!!

[dr34myluv]

TW vent

before you start reading i dont wanna hear pity if u even decide to read, i just need to blow off steam.

sometimes i feel like a butterfly, so fragile my wings can break, but instead of wings i have a heart and a brain, and i cant stop crying, i mean last year was way worse yk? life felt like it was ending i resorted to sh, im better now right? im clean, i have an amazing bf, i basically get everything i could ever ask for, so whats wrong?

i dont know what's exactly wrong with me, i feel fat, i hate the way i look, but that's how most teenage girls feel huh? its normal. just like its normal for a father to walk out, destroy his child's life with just a few words. bc that's normal and nothing is gonna change a man's mind.

"normal" im your normal girl, everyone is normal, right?

i grew up in a household where i wasn't considered normal, i was treated like i was sick, and wrong, by my father, if u dont agree with him then ur the wrong one not him, ur opinions don't matter to him. he still thinks that way, which is fine yk? being gay? pffft thats horrid, like "boyish" things (which really aren't i wanst even a tomboy growing up but wtv) guess what, THATS WRONG.

its not really like that has affected me much, just my parents arguing, and my mom commenting on my body.

my parents fought so much it was overwhelming, it was never ending, my dad would threaten to kill himself and storm out of the house, id be screaming and crying begging him not to do anything, i guess as a child that really does affect someone, he left so much like that it created worry, he was my hero, he IS my hero, as much as i hate to admit it, i love him more than i should.

due to my father, i think thats the reason im so attached to this boy (my bf) ik that sounds stupid but i have a reason for this.

lets call him N, and N was someone i met in school, he is the total opposite of me, has a tendency of being an asshole to people, so why might i like this guy? well he gave me the right amount of attention at the wrong time.

school was hard 2 years ago, id cry almost everyday, and ig i was an acquaintance with him, one day he noticed me crying, during break, i was alone, he came up to me, and hugged me, it wasn't expected but it was definitely needed, he didn't say anything, he didn't ask anything, he just hugged me, let me cry in his arms, i guess we slowly became friends after that. at the time i liked him a bit, didnt care that much atleast i thought.

i had no way of contact to him, it was just school, and during the summer i still liked him, it was a new year of school, and i didn't see him, i thought hey maybe he's around here somewhere doing who knows what, i asked some friends if they've seen him, they said no. and at one point i asked one of his friends, and he moved, she said, and i felt my heart sink down to my feet, i could feel like eyes water, i couldn't control it. and ik it's stupid, but he promised me he would never leave me without saying goodbye (in a friendly way)

i dont want to explain more. But to whomever decided to read, im sorry for not finishing it.

[decembermoonskz]

hi izzy im in class rn and i only have 5 mins left of my break (until whenever my next break is) but hi ty for the smoliv hehe it gave me a little bit more energy this morn 😌

anyways may i request an opinion - i dropped my phone last night and fir finally cracked (ie. normally my phone doesnt crack at all) and the corner of the screen protector (i have the glass one??) is all cracked and i currently have a piece of tape over it so all the small bits dont come off and murder me but should i get it replaced today? or just leave it until it gets worse HAHAHA its free replacement bc of the package thingy i got and i dont want to risk grtting small glass bits rverywhere BUT its also not so bad that i /need/ to get it replaced hm. im speed tyoing bc peoplr are coming back now which means the break is ending but !! i kinda wanna get it changed bc it so rarely cracks?? so i know it wont crack again anytime soon, whereas having small fragments come off every time i use my phone is Not Nice :( idk why im asking for an opinion when ive kind of made up my mind HAHAHA im just tired so idk if i'll be bothered but 🤔

ALSOOOO i read ur reqctions yhe the scarlet/violet thingy and it seemed like u expected the legendaries (apologies i forgot the names again) to be motorcycles/bikes??? bc i did not and that was sO random to me

hi kat!! gl with school and yw for the smoliv at this point when I see anything about the little dude I think of you haha

oooh geez sorry about your phone I’d agree with you tho to get it replaced, better than hurting yourself or waiting for it to get worse imo :(((

and OH haha yeah I kind of expected smth with wheels I didn’t really know for sure that they themselves would become bikes but given how both of them had tire-like chests in the earlier trailer (it was one of the first things I noticed about koraidon) I just thought that may be a theme but when they became bikes I was like “ah this makes sense” HAHA I thought maybe they’d have some kind of move or smth and wheel on their chest would move idk 😂😂 ALSO I LOVE KORAIDON HAS WHEELS BUT STILL RUNS ANYWAY HAHA it’s so hilarious to me!

oh and on a side note I love we basically have them from the start and they’re partners with us such a nice change to the game formula I love this idea bc then we potentially can bond with the legendary more than normal instead of just finding it or encountering at the end. SPOILER FOR SWORD AND SHIELD BUT they took the cool early encounter from swsh and made it even better

[magamasubitu]

ok so

sooomewhere on tumblr i saw someone mention being of the opinion [x character] is dayman

and i thought why not add my 2 cents to this bottomless pit of a website

so basically, this post is abt the dayman and the nightman so like beware bc yk (if u dont, 1 - y r u even reading this?, 2 - go watch iasip)

also idk shit abt psychology n all that stuff sooo

(and like i went to the fandom wiki to look up the lyrics bc its easier seeing all the words in front of u, but accidentally read a bit of the article and yea some of the stuff m gonna mention is on the fandom wiki alr so like totally unoriginal ideas of mine but whatevs)

so basic info

the nightman:

- charlie clearly has conflicting feelings "i think i love you", "you make me wanna die", etc (SDDARP)

- this whole thing: "every night you come into my room and pin me down and i try to fight you", "i can't fight you, man", etc (SDDARP)

- oddly, the only real description of the nightman is "it's just two men" (aka nightman is a, well, man) and "strong arms", "sexy hands" (SDDARP)

- wants charlies soul??? "at last the boy's soul is mine!" (TNC)

- likes them sleeping "he's sleeping right over there! just the way you like 'em!" (TNC)

the dayman:

- fights the nightman "fighter of the nightman" (SDDARP & TNC)

- is (at least partly) charlie "i fought the nightman, lived as dayman" (TNC)

- "champion of the sun", "master of [...] friendship for everyone" (SDDARP & TNC): these parts were added by dennis in SDDARP but stayed in the song (so idk whether to count them or not)

- "master of karate" (SDDARP & TNC)

my interpretation is that the dayman and nightman are embodiments of things affecting charlie, like dayman would be [x] affecting charlie, nightman would be [z] affecting charlie (tho i will be referring to [x] as dayman and [z] as nightman)

before that, info on characters

uncle jack:

- unusual obsession with his hands (DGD, GFT:SH, etc)

- shared a room with charlie for a while, "wresteled" and charlie supposedly stayed awake the whole night during that time (TGR)

- touchy toward charlie, makes him uncomfortable (TGR, DGD, MVP:TTOTC, OLH:ASC, etc)

- weird about kids (DGD, GFT:SH)

mac:

- thinks he can do karate, charlie admits to thinking otherwise (MAC:WT; PP:TWBIP)

- childhood friends with charlie (AVSC, etc), officially BFFs since MBTW

- was supposed to play the dayman in the play (TNC)

- kicked charlie out of the band (i swear this is relevant; SDDARP)

dennis:

- officially BFFs with charlie since MBTW

- was supposed to play the nightman in the play, although supposedly to avoid the kiss scene with dee (TNC)

- came to team up with charlie after also getting kicked outta the band, wrote the dayman song with him right afterwards (SDDARP)

now, the whole "uncle jack is the nightman" thing is nth new but i do wanna point at the hand thing:

uncle jack is very uh what do i call this? self conscious? embarrassed? abt his "small hands"

and yet the nightman explicitly has "strong arms" & "sexy hands"

so i see 3 possibilities

1) a warped view bc charlie was young and yk everythin seems bigger when ure smaller

2) uncle jack was obsessively muttering how comparably to a small charlie the hands look big n manly and whatever else

3) charlie subconsciously tried to detach uncle jack from the nightman and went for the one noticeable thing abt his uncle and inverted it on the nightman, thus making it seem impossible for them to be the same person

again, i have no clue abt anything brain related so this is just a local dumbass rambling (also it might b a mix of em or smth completely different ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

now, for dayman:

lets explore if one of charlies BFFs could b dayman

mac:

karate might be referring to him, childhood friends so he was probly there for charlie (whether he knew abt it or not), he was cast as the dayman (tho changed it himself to nightman), dennis was gonna b the nightman

dennis:

was also friends (ig) with charlie in high school (never stated *when* the "growing up & fightin the nightman" thing happened), he was cast as nightman to avoid the kiss, cheered charlie up after mac kicked them both outta the band (whether dennis intended to or not), they wrote the dayman song together

it might be both, it might be neither

so what if its someone (or smth) else?

lets see...if "dayman" helped fight the nightman (as in: the effect it had on charlie) then isnt the dayman...a coping mechanism?

(ONCE AGAIN, IDK SHIT ABT BRAINS)

and if dayman is a coping mechanism that helps fend off the nightman...

well, what does charlie do when he is not coping well with smth?

- he has a bad room in the bar where he breaks shit (TGGHH), he bit a mall santa after the revelation of what his mum was up to on christmases (in CGM mac says when charlie got excited his face would turn purple n hed start biting things; AVSC), etc

- he gets high, a lot...literally in the eps where he writes the damn song he goes home n huffs spray paint (SDDARP)

i cant think of more atm but like yea

and as a kid, did he have an outlet for his violence? yes, he threw rocks at shit and whatever else (AVSC, etc)

did he have access to stuff that could get him high? yes, he was literally huffin glue in AVSC as. a. child.

now, as for the karate, friendship, champion of sun stuff

champion of the sun: metaphors, people, metaphors; also just the scene in SDDARP where charlie is all negative, dennis comes in & lets the daylight in, all of a sudden charlie is more positive

karate & friendship: charlie thinks karate is cool, he maybe thought it would b awesome to make dayman do karate; or he took a look at his friends (n probably support system) and was like damn they make me not feel that bad and included master of karate bc mac (idk y no dennis, maybe bc childhood friends, maybe bc karate = fighting, maybe bc whats more badass than karate?)

so all in all, my conclusion is dayman is just all his coping mechanisms & support system rolled into one badass personification

[parkers-gal]

hey, hope youre good

i wanted to request a fic where peter fines f reader reading a fanfic (would be amazing if it were one of the other avengers fics) and gets kinda mad and jealous , but you tell him that you were reading it bc it was written by your fic writer friend who is insecure about her writing and wants you to read it first (fluffy or smutty ending) ily and ur writing <3 💋💕

peter just has abandonment issues and needs a lil extra reassurance sometimes </3

wc: 1k :p - also hope you’re good too !!!! <3

—

You consider yourself to be a person of many talents. Whether that be studying for advanced physics or memorizing the dates for your history class, you’re kind of a gentle learner.

It was at school during lunch when Layla, one of your friends from English class, was sitting with you and Liz and MJ and asked for a “beta reading.” She’d come to you specifically, and you couldn’t deny the girl with how vulnerable she was being. You’d insisted on reading whatever she was comfortable with and, after some consideration, she’d decided she’d send you the stories that night.

The trouble is, it’s a Thursday, which means Peter’s coming over after his nightly patrol. You’re insistent on reading Layla’s work, though — she wants your honest and most critical opinion on how to improve. She trusts you enough to take a hit, and you don’t really want to procrastinate reading this.

So, when the knock on your window rings through the peaceful air of your bedroom, you let out a simple “it’s unlocked!” and don’t take your eyes off the screen.

“Baby, how many times have I told you not to keep your window unlocked?” Peter chuckles while stumbling into the bedroom. His Spider-man suit is a refreshing black and red, and though you normally spend minutes gazing at Peter’s ass, you’re too into this story to really pay him any mind. “Baby?”

You inhale sharply, looking away from the words and rubbing your eyes. “Hey, Pete.”

“Hey,” he holds his mask with the other hand and strides over to give the top of your head a loving kiss. You’re sitting up against the headboard, space on the other side of the bed for Peter to sit. “Whatcha up to?”

“Just… reading.”

Peter hums before pointing to the bathroom. Nodding in understanding, you watch as Peter leaves the room to change into a hoodie and sweats. Immediately, you turn back to the story, which happens to be a reader-insert — a fanfiction, if you truly will — about the one and only Steve Rogers. Yeah, Layla has good taste.

“Still reading?” Pete says as he exits the bathroom and rolls his suit into a ball before shoving it into his navy Jansport backpack.

“Mhm,” you smile, making grabby hands for him. Peter chuckles but gives in, basking in your embrace for a moment before adjusting to sit next to you. However, as he’s getting up, his eyes take in the words on the screen, and his brows furrow.

“What’s this?” He attempts to grab your phone, but you pull it back to your lap.

“Nothing just some… writing.”

“Yeah, about what?”

“Just… stuff. It’s not really important.”

“If it’s not important then why won’t you let me see it?” He’s standing beside where you’re seated, looking at you in bewilderment. His hair is slightly tousled from the mask he’d previously been wearing.

“Because it’s… private.”

“Too private for your own boyfriend?”

“Peter-”

“No,” he cuts you off. “I wanna know what you’re reading.”

“It’s just writing!”

“Then let me see it!”

“No- Hey!” You exclaim as he quickly snatches it from your lap. Unfortunately, you don’t have insanely quick reflexes like the spider boy in front of you. “Peter give it back!”

His eyes scan the page, and you watch his finger scroll up and down on the screen before his eyes glance up from the screen and down at you. “You’re reading… fanfiction?” He says softly.

“It’s just-”

“About Captain America? About- about Steve Rogers?”

You blink and click your tongue. “Look, it’s not that big of a deal, Pete.”

“Why are you- what?” he shutters and shivers in thought. “You’re- what, is what we have not enough or something?” he says softly while sniffling.

“That’s not it at all, Peter,” you stand up quickly. “I swear- I promise.”

“I mean,” a bitter chuckle, “At the very least, you could be reading fanfiction about Spiderman. Not about some one-hundred-year-old man who kicked my ass back in Germany.”

“Peter,” you plead, “Please don’t be jealous. This isn’t what you think.”

“If it’s not what I think then why were you trying so hard to keep me from knowing?” You bite your tongue. Peter rubs at his eyes and his forehead in frustration. He drops your phone on the mattress and turns around to avoid your eyes.

“Are you angry at me?”

“I’m…” he swallows, “Sorta?”

“Are you…” you pause to gauge his reaction. “Jealous…?”

“No. What? No, I’m- of course not.” You hum sarcastically, teasingly, and Peter groans. “So what if I am?”

“Baby,” you run a hand through his hair and bring him up against your chest lovingly. “I’m only reading this for a friend.”

“What?”

You nod, “Mhm. She’s a bit insecure about her writing and asked me to beta read.”

“Oh,” he physically softens. “I’m sorry. That’s actually kinda sweet.”

You chuckle, linking your hand with his. “Besides,” your nose nuzzles his, “Why would I need to read fanfiction when I have you?”

Peter blushes and looks at the ground to avoid your eyes.

“C’mon. Don’t get all shy on me now.” You nuzzle his nose again and he hums in content, eyes fluttering shut in bliss.

“I still feel kinda guilty for getting angry.”

“Just forget about it, Pete.” You assure him, “It’s fine. I promise. I’d probably be angry too if I were you.”

“Yeah…” he exhales. “Can we still make out?”

A giggle escapes, and you nod, leading the two of you to your comfy bed for some late night kisses.

[dreamsclock]

Oh my goooooooooddddd ur ghost dream tho? Like i love the idea of ghost dream but a lot of times the way ppl write him comes off infantilizing so im weary but holy fuck the way you write him and the fact that it takes place in the future??? Maybe daisy brings along some friends and it becomes common place for the kids to go hangout with the so called monster while hiding it from their parents, maybe he starts to gain back his memories by interacting with them? god Im living for this one hundred percent because some of the smp members, especially the people dream was close to, probably have some nagging guilt that theyve carried for years now that they try to push down and they avoid dream’s ghost bc they dont want to confront it but at the same time they probably miss him a little bit? Just everything abt this au is gonna live in my head rent free istg

TYSM !!!! it lives in my head rent free too LMAO,,, this is one of my favourite fluff aus ever :D this was so soft to write, it made me so happy - expect a follow up to this !! y’all really seemed to like it fbsfbkdsnfd

read the first snippet of the daisy lore series here !!

warnings: mentions of death, implied torture in the past

“This is Lissie,” Daisy tells him without preamble one day, pointing to a shy looking blonde girl hiding behind her, “she’s my friend Niki’s sister. And this is Angel-”

“Hi,” the boy says enthusiastically, “you’re cool.”

“-who is Auntie Puffy’s kid, and this is Helga and this is James, who are my Uncles’ sons.”

Daisy motions to two twins, one of which - James - waves awkwardly, while Helga steps forwards delightedly to shake his hand roughly. 

“And we have others but they didn’t wanna come today.” Daisy sighs, crossing her arms. “Some of them are being annoying. They’re still scared, even though I’ve told them you’re not even scary at all.”

Dream swallows, mouth dry. This is a lot of company. More than he’s used to having. For a moment, things get overwhelming, pressing in on him with clammy hands and the stifling heat of an obsidian box. For a moment, things get hazy, grey around the edges.

“You’re so grey,” Helga observes cheerfully, “that’s kinda weird.”

James elbows her, scandalised. “Don’t be a jerk!”

The air - metaphorically - rushes back into Dream’s lungs, and he finds it in him to smile faintly. “I am dead, to be fair,” he points out, “I’m a ghost. That’s why I’m grey.”

Helga scrutinises him. “If I was dead, I would be purple. That’s my favourite colour.”

“Dream’s favourite colour is blue,” Daisy informs them, and this information is enough for the kids to form very solid opinions on their new ghost friend, depending on their opinion on the colour blue. 

“Blue is a boring colour.” Angel says with a sigh. “Like the sky.”

“But the sky can change blues!” James defends loyally. “Like- it can go from light blue to dark blue or day blue to night blue. Blue is cool. I-” Suddenly aware of the attention he’s brought to himself, he flushes, shuffling his feet. “I like blue.”

Dream smiles encouragingly at him, and for a moment, when James looks at him, he sees a kid slightly older than James, with fluffy black hair that refuses to lay flat and a scar across his nose from a fight gone wrong, grinning at him toothily. He blinks, and James is back, but he looks so achingly familiar to a kid Dream think he’d once been friends with. “Blue is a good colour,” Dream says, and James smiles, “I like a lot of colours, though. Blue is just my favourite.”

“What colours don’t you like?” Lissie asks. 

Dream frowns. “Grey. And... I don’t really like red, either.”

Helga pulls a face. “That’s so awkward. You’re the colour of your least favourite colour.”

“Well, you could make it so you’re wearing another colour,” James reasons, “just wear a lot of different colours of clothes, and then you’ll forget about the grey.”

“I only have my hoodie and-”

He’s cut off by Angel tugging him towards the grass stubbornly. “Lie there,” he says, “and then we can cover you in flowers and you won’t be grey anymore!”

Dream laughs, unable to help himself, and then wonders how long it’s been since he’s done that properly. “Come on, now, I don’t think-”

Helga throws herself at him, knocking him to the ground. Dream yelps, caught off guard, and can only lie there laughing as the kids dump all kinds of flowers on him.

“Guys,” he wheezes, flowers being shoved unceremoniously into his hair, “I don’t think-”

He never gets to finish when Daisy, giggling to herself, sticks a flower in his mouth. Dream spits it out, looking mock-betrayed. 

“Help,” he says dramatically, making the kids laugh, “help, I’ve fallen, I’m on the ground, I can’t move. I’m dead.”

“I mean, you literally are dead,” Lissie says, “to be fair.”

Dream turns to her, dislodging some of the flowers. “You’re ruining my dramatic moment,” he tells her, but he’s grinning, and so is she, and the world is at peace with itself for the first time in forever. 

It’s sundown before the kids are finished, and Dream gets to his feet uncertainly, sure all the flowers will come loose. They don’t. Some petals twirl to the ground, loosening from their flowers, but the rest cling on, decorating his clothes and skin with bright oranges and blues and purples and whites. Glancing at himself in the reflection of the water, Dream barely recognises himself.

“What do you think?” Daisy asks from behind him.

Dream has to work not to let his voice wobble. “I think this is the best day I can remember,” he says honestly, and Daisy and the other kids beam up at him.

They leave not too long after, tired out and heading home for dinner, but not before promising Dream they’ll come and visit him tomorrow, and the day after-

“And the day after that and the day after that and the day after that,” Helga tells him with a smirk, “you’re gonna be so tired of us soon.”

“Tired of you, maybe,” Dream teases, and the name Quackity comes to his lips when Helga screeches with laughter, but he doesn’t know what that name means to him.

He doesn’t need to sleep, but he curls up under the stars that night and closes his eyes, still covered in flowers. For the first time in a long, long time, he dreams of flowers and laughter, and of the sky above him, open and free and everchanging blue.

[sourstars]

love for the mutuals bc it’s the end of the year and i am so lucky to know y’all ahah :lip bite:

@kentophobic + @satoruic: i know we don’t catch up that much anymore and we’re all busy and living our best lives but i love you both so much and seeing your posts on my dash with your inner thoughts is always so funny and a little spot of sunlight in my day. i wish you both the best in your new blogs and that you both have the absolute best year ever <3

@loveazumane: APPLE MY LOVE you are so smart and amazing and i love u sm and i hope you know that bc every chat we have is super fun and i find myself giggling and thinking back on our conversations!!! whenever you beta for me and i see your little comments i always get so giddy bc i KNOW you have the best thoughts all up in there and it’s so great to hear your opinion and just overall chat with you and catch up tee hee. I HOPE YOUR YEAR IS FULL OF EVERYTHING YOU WANT BABES LOVE U

@chimielie: LIA. i’m not gonna lie i rewrote this twice because i don’t know how to explain how much you and your humor mean to me bc you help me come up with the best ideas and always have the best thoughts and i’m always wondering how in the hell i went from being an itty bitty blog fan to suddenly marching all up in your messages about funny posts or, even better, how much you love iwaizumi (he told me he’s gonna kiss u into the new years mhm mhm heard it here first did you know that) but you are one of the people that mean the world to me and i hope you have the greatest year that you could ever hope for <33

@jupitersmiles + @simpfortetsu: ... do i even need to tell y’all this here when i’m gonna go spam it in the gc like a maniac?? I LOVE YOU BOTH SO MUCH and sometimes i still can’t believe how fast the months have passed where we’d met and me thinks it was one of the best things to come out of starting this blog. i think you both have changed me so much and i am always very grateful for having you both in my life. YOU WILL GET THE REST LATER <3

@shinomiis: sweetheart, honey, you know i’m gonna be all up in ur messages being sappy but i just wanted to say that you are... the funniest person alive bye. nothing will ever live up to the onceler post and i think it’s very telling on that being how we met bc i will never look at green the same but u know what that’s okay bc now it makes me laugh every time i think about it and i think that is the best part. you are SOOOOOOO talented and i love hearing about your day or even the things you like and sharing thoughts back and forth bc it’s always so fun to do and i am just glad i met u MWAH HAPPY NEW YEARS BABES <33

@sunkeiji: SAYU. MY LOVE, MY OTHER HALF I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST YEAR OF YOUR LIFE! i think, having come to get to know you the past few months has been a real treat. sharing a bit of the same humor and telling me about your day never fails to make me smile and i’m v grateful that i ended up stumbling on your blog the way i did bc it let me find someone who is funny and smart and v kind! there is so much more i wanna say but i’ll end it like this; i hope you have the year you deserve (which is the best one) and i hope you get everything you’ve wanted bc you deserve that and so much more <3

@sprytesukii: spryte do i even have to explain how much i love u. i don’t think so. bc i love u b much and it’s always the best getting a message about some wild story or some idea you’ve come up with or even just asking about your day and how things are going. you’ve definitely helped me become better all around and i think you need to remember that you are amazing and that people are so lucky to know you <3

@kaysayshey: KAAAAAAAAYYY!!!! i know we don’t talk much but every conversation we’ve had is just??? lovely and i am wishing you the best year possible you lovely charming human you <3 i know you’re the type of person to brighten up every room you’re in and i hope that you find a lot more people that remind you of that bc you deserve nothing less than the best!!!

all in all, every single one of you has made me a better writer, person, and friend and i’m just stunned at the fact that there are so many of you just made of sunshine and i think i’m lucky to have come across that. happy new year everyone! to another! <3

[harrysweasleys]

both a little crazy // d.m

request: Hi! Just noticed ur requests r open! Can u please do a Draco x Slytherin Reader in which the Reader is a bad boss biatch and is TOTALLY savage, but her and Draco hides feelings for each other?

warnings: very brief mentions of torture, language?? not proof read bc i am sick and dont feel like it i am sorry

word count: 3.1k

a/n: don’t mind the fact that i based the reader off of rosa diaz. :)))) enjoy! (also yes i reposted this bc my tumblr wasnt working and tags were wonky!)

——

Your head was held rather high as you entered the Great Hall, your eyes pointed straight towards the Slytherin table in hopes that no one would talk to you as you walked over. It was way too early for conversation, in your opinion. Any attempt would just be sour.

You took your usual seat next to Pansy, who’s head was down on the table as she breathed slowly — quite possibly sound asleep. It wouldn’t be a surprise. She was not one for early mornings either. Quite possibly less so than you were.

The empty goblet in front of you was quickly filled with pumpkin juice before you took a big gulp, hoping the familiar liquid would help bring a bit of energy into you. However, that was a failed attempt as you felt your eyes stay heavy, your head swaying to the side slightly before a loud voice startled you out of your dozed out state.

“Crabbe, shut your mouth,” you snapped, silencing the boy sitting across from you who looked over with wide eyes, his mouth closing slowly, “You just woke up half the bloody hall with your laughter.”

Pansy jumped up from next to you, thick red marks across her forehead that resembled the wooden carvings on the table she was just rested against. You let out a low chuckle, eyes darting towards the entrance to the Hall — what you saw made you stop your laughing and sit up straighter.

Draco, accompanied by a brunette Slytherin, waltzed in with a smile on his face. You looked down immediately, hating the bubbling jealousy that threatened to emerge. You had seen the two together before but it didn’t help the sudden onslaught of negative emotions every time you saw him with her.

Maybe, possibly, you’ve had dreams where you use muggle torture techniques to keep her out of your life.

But no one needed to know that.

“Ah, Malfoy’s brought his admirer,” Pansy sighed, resting her chin on her hand, “What a surprise.”

You scoffed, trying to play it off, “When doesn’t he?”

No one knew of your little crush on Draco Malfoy. And if things were to go your way, no one would ever know. Being sly was always one of your specialties and you were rather proud of that. You didn’t let people in on a lot of secrets and you were bound to keep this one to yourself too.

“Fair point,” Pansy said lowly as Draco walked towards the table with an arrogant smirk on his face. A pleasantly attractive smirk, yes, but it was arrogant nonetheless. And you wanted to bite your own tongue off at the knowledge that the brunette was the one that put it there.

He sat across from you, seated between Crabbe and Blaise, but you didn’t greet him. Pettiness was overtaking your mood and you sat quietly, not even turning up to face him as you picked at some breakfast foods to put into your plate. Your day already felt like it was ruined — as dramatic as that was.

“You ready for tonight’s Quidditch game?” Blaise asked nonchalantly, taking a sip of tea and raising his eyebrows at Draco. You hid a scoff.

“Yep, can’t wait,” you sighed, leaning forwards, “The rain will really up the fun factor.”

You looked up at the bewitched ceiling, the heavy rain clouds pouring down on the students below. The drops obviously never reached anyone, but it was still awfully gloomy. You always hated playing in the rain. You’d end up in bed, shivering and wet with the early signs of a cold.

“Only reason I joined the team was to take down Gryffindor,” Draco sneered, “Will gladly get to do that tonight.”

“That’s if we win,” you scoffed, “Potter’s always got one up on you. You should probably fix that.”

After saying the words, you felt guilt blossom in your chest. You knew Draco’s weakness was the fact that his ‘sworn enemy’ Harry Potter always beat him — you had never really thrown it into his face until now.

You could see the change in his mood from the way his eyes grew slightly darker, glaring at you as if he wanted to retaliate. His shoulders slouched downwards and he leaned forwards on the table.

“Well, what’s got your wand in a twist this morning?” the corner of his lip curved up into a smirk and you had to force yourself to look away from him so you wouldn’t cave.

Shrugging, you kept your voice neutral, “Just saying. Maybe it’ll give you more incentive to win and prove me wrong,” you picked up your cup, avoiding eye contact if at all possible.

He eyed you, confusion laced into the creases of his forehead. You had never snapped at him like this before but you just couldn’t help it. The faint smirk quickly vanished and was replaced with a scowl as he turned down to face his plate.

You bit the inside of your cheek, absentmindedly picking at the scraps of bacon and toast on your plate. This section of table grew awfully quiet at your outburst, an awkward air surrounding all of you.

Being friends with Draco, it wasn’t rare that the two of you bickered. He always carried his nose and chin high, and sometimes you liked to knock him down a peg, no matter how much you swooned over the platinum headed boy. His charismatic charm was just one of the endless reasons he always thought he could get his way.

“Seriously,” Pansy leaned over and whispered in your ear, “What’s up? Why’d you say that?”

A blush rose to your cheeks and your snapped your head to her, “Out of my business, Parkinson.”

Her eyes widened and she held her hands up in surrender, “My bad.”

You let out a huff and went back to eating your meal, very much aware of Draco’s eyes piercing the top of your scalp as you kept your own eyes facing down, attempting with all of your might to avoid any more conversation than necessary.

Tonight’s match should be fun.

——

As usual, Potions class was a complete drag.

Snape was in his usual foul mood, nitpicking every single damn thing. You were used to it by now, having been in Snape’s house for nearly six years now, but it didn’t mean you particularly enjoyed it.

Least of all now, after being paired with Draco for a potions assignment.

If this were any other day, your heart would be doing leaps inside of your chest right about now — however the idea of just the two of you having to work together and talk was slightly nauseating after this morning’s outbreak.

“So,” he sat next to you, sliding awkwardly into the empty seat, “You still mad at me?”

You scoffed, flipping through the pages of you book, “Wasn’t cross with you.”

Fun fact about Draco Malfoy; he always saw right through you.

“C’mon,” he nudged your shoulder, causing you to look up from your book, “Don’t think you’ve ever spoken to me like that before.” His soft voice and piercing eyes were so hard to lie to. You always found yourself tempted to spill your deepest darkest secrets.

“I said I wasn’t mad at you,” you forced a smile, “I’ve got... other things going on.”

He didn’t believe you for a second, “What other things?”

You blessed Salazar and all of the Hogwarts founders that Snape decided to do his rounds, cutting your awkward conversation short and placing a piece of paper on your desk — the name of the potion you’d have to make.

Wiggenweld.

Grinning, you re-opened your book and began scanning through, landing on the very worn down page with said potion on it. You couldn’t count how many times you’ve made this, which was great since you could do it easily and get away from Draco as soon as possible.

“Stop ignoring me,” he pushed, a small smile on his face, “We’ve gotta team up and play well together tonight so you might as well come clean.”

“Stay out of my business and I won’t have to hex you,” you said through gritted teeth, your voice low so no one could overhead. You reckon that’d be quite embarrassing.

He leaned even closer to you — close enough that you could smell some sort of faint cologne and laundry detergent lingering on his house robes. Close enough that you could see the small strands of brown hair in the sea of bleach blond. Close enough that his eyes weren’t just blue; they were turquoise. Green stars scattered amongst a sky of blue.

Close enough that you nearly forgot to breathe.

“I’ll find out eventually, you know?” he looked over the page in your book and began writing the ingredients and steps down on the parchment in front of him.

You fought back a chuckle at his childish handwriting.

He offered to go get the ingredients and you let him do so as you cleaned up your desk, preparing it to become a potion station. You hated working in a dirty environment and so you attempted to make the dingy desk as spotless as possible.

Your partner had been gone for quite a while as you felt slightly guilty. There were quite a few ingredients to Wiggenweld and it’d be tough for him to walk back with everything in his hands. You gazed over to see if he needed help, your heart leapt up into your throat.

Draco was leaned up against the wall, his arms crossed against his chest and a smirk on his face as he chatted to the same Slytherin girl from breakfast.

You bit down on your tongue, fighting a deep breathe that would surely give away your overwhelming jealousy. After taking a good long moment to calm down the rapid, angry beating of your heart, you balled your fists behind your back and walked over to him.

“Give me these,” you snatched the bottles and ingredients from his hands, looking anywhere but his eyes as you turned away from him, “When you feel like actually doing the work, that’d be great.”

Storming back to the table and placing everything down in a somewhat organized fashion, you decided to turn over to Blaise at the table next to you, “Wanna switch partners?”

He let out a low chuckle, looking over to the quiet Hufflepuff boy that was chopping away at the other half of the ingredients, “Mine’s actually working so I’d say no.”

“So selfish,” you scoffed, shaking your head, “Mine’s off being a git.”

Dropping the tool he was using to grate a unicorn horn, Blaise crossed his arms and walked over to you, “Lucy? She’s great.”

You let your hair fall from behind your ears to hide your frustrated blush, “Yeah, she’s real great. Taking his time while he should be here working”

If you had looked away, you would have missed the smirk that overtook his face. However, you noticed it, and it only made the blush on your cheeks grow even deeper.

“Oh, I see what’s going on,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“No you don’t,” you snapped, “Go back to work or I’ll cut your tongue off and use it as an ingredient.”

He stepped back, but the smirk and amusement never left his face. Blaise was intuitive, yes — but you were being incredibly obvious, that much was certain. Him putting the pieces together was your fault, really.

“Oi, don’t attack me. If you’re to go after anyone, wouldn’t it be her?” he nudged his head in the direction of the girl that Draco was now walking away from, “after all, she’s the one stealing your man.”

“Shut your face,” you spoke lowly, glaring him down with all of your might as he walked back to his table with a chuckle. You watched as he went back to work before you decided to do the same yourself, picking up a tiny bottle and reading the label before unscrewing the tiny lid.

Draco’s bright head popped up on the other side of the table, “We getting started?”

Fighting the urge to snap, you nodded your head slowly, “So kind of you to join. Now get to work.”

He brushed your comment aside, stepping closer to you and ignoring your demand to get to work, “Do you know Lucy?”

Biting down on your tongue, you shook your head, “Nope. Your girlfriend?” You hated how bitter and insecure you sounded but at the moment, that was really the least of your concerns. All logic has been thrown out the window.

He rolled his eyes and let out a small laugh, “Bloody hell, no. She’s actually interested in Zabini. But I was wondering—”

“Wait, what?” you asked, nearly knocking a tiny bottle over as you leaned into the table, trying to get closer to him as if your hearing was off. Which, by the sound of what he said, you assumed it might be.

“What?” he stopped, “I’m trying to help her get with Zabini. He keeps talking about her.”

Suddenly, you felt like a complete idiot. The blush on your cheeks resurfaced and your heart did a leap against your ribcage.

“Oh,” you looked down, letting out a humourless chuckle, “I’m so sorry.”

Of course, you had jumped to conclusions. That’s what you always did. And now here you were, looking like a complete idiot and making your feelings blatantly obvious. The one thing you had been trying to avoid.

“Sorry? For what?” he was now the one to be confused, “What’s going on?”

“I—,” you blinked rapidly, looking over at him and trying your best to come up with any sentence that could make sense, “Nevermind. Let’s just get back to work.”

He furrowed his eyebrows, clearly put off by how oddly you had been behaving all day so far, but he didn’t press the subject. You knew he’d ask you about it later, but that was for another time. You couldn’t exactly blame him either. If the tables were turned and he was the one behaving oddly, you’d be on his rear about it too.

You made a promise to yourself to talk to him after tonight’s game. The conversation might end up going against your one goal, and it might end up going really badly for you, but you had to tell him. It was time.

——

The Quidditch match ended up being a breeze. You guys ended up victorious by a landslide, Draco catching the snitch with a massive grin on his face. The relief spread through your body like a tidal wave as you watched him hold up the tiny golden ball — but what was even better was watching Gryffindor stalk off the field with glum expressions.

A real victory.

The Slytherin team gathered down on the pitch, surrounding a boastful Draco as he held his head high. A part of you wanted to go down, give him a hug and apologize for the rude comments you made this morning — but the other part of you thought that he was fine celebrating without you. You’re the one who made him feel like complete crap this morning; why would he want to celebrate with you?

You smiled from afar, walking into the Slytherin tent. You were alone, obviously. Everyone was still shouting and cheering on the pitch and you highly doubted the partying would end anytime soon.

The perfect escape for you.

You hung up your broom and removed your uniform, bundling yourself in a comfy sweater and leggings so you could walk back up to the castle without getting too cold now that the sun was gone.

Hoping no one would catch you sneaking off before party plans were made, you began to open the tent door, only to be interrupted by a voice.

“Not sticking around?”

You spun on the spot, facing a rather sweaty and satisfied looking Draco. You cursed his good looks under your breath, knowing that you’d have a hard time saying no to him while he looked like this.

“Not feeling well,” you lied, shrugging and looking down at the ground.

He stepped closer to you, “Right, you’ve been odd all day. What’s wrong? And don’t say nothing again.”

You took a deep breath, biting your lower lip as you gazed back up at him, looking into the eyes that made butterflies fly wildly in your belly.

“I spoke to Blaise and I think I know what your problem is,” he stepped even closer, the space between the two of you now only a few inches.

Letting out a small laugh, you shook your head, “That little git.”

He pursed his lips, placing one of his warm hands on the side of your cheek. Your breath hitched in your throat and you leaned into his touch, not sure where he was going with this but enjoying every second of it.

One step closer, and he was nearly flush against your body. He was radiating warmth, his entire body still high off of the win, and you swore he could feel your rapid heartbeat.

Why else would he be smirking like that?

His smirk didn’t last long, however, as his lips pressed against yours.

Many people say their first kiss with their crush is soft, delicate — this wasn’t the case here. His lips pressed against yours with feverish passion, bringing the temperature in the small tent up by at least ten degrees. His lips were hot and wet as they moulded against yours, both hands cupping the sides of your face as he locked his body up against yours.

How many times you dreamt of this, you couldn’t count. But by Merlin, was it better than you could have ever imagined. You felt as if you were dancing with him, letting loose and moving to a rhythm of heartbeats. It was truly a beautiful feeling; one that you hoped you’d get to experience again.

“Well,” he muttered against your lips after pulling away, “Guess I was right.”

You wanted to retaliate and give him a sarcastic comment, but your mind was too numb and flummoxed to do so.

“Sorry I was acting all crazy,” you sighed, looking up into his blissful eyes, “Perhaps it’s true when they say jealousy makes people do crazy things.”

“It’s alright, love,” he smirked, placing hands on both sides of your waist and pulling you even closer, “We’re both a little crazy then.”

It felt like hippogriffs were fluttering around your belly as he kissed you once more, hands tightening their grip as he deepened the passionate act.

This would be awkward to explain when the team walked in, but for now, the two of you were perfectly content as you were.

Finally together.

——

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[inkofamethyst]

January 20, 2022

Update: math actually sucks and I’m glad to be done with it.  I can say “oh I love problem solving and applying things I’ve learned to new situations” till I’m blue in the face but my true feelings are hiding just beneath the surface and make themselves known as soon as I encounter a problem that is ever so mildly more difficult than anything I’ve done before.  [my sister needed help with test corrections and they were hard (I mean I eventually figured it out but only after giving up lol)]

Okay but,,, Lin Manuel Miranda, am I right?

Listen.  That guy has such a talent for writing musical lines that go on top of one another and build with each other and are separate but flow into and out of one another’s orbits and it’s just kind of incredible.  You can switch between listening to each line individually like changing television stations or you can have them all going at once like you’re listening to four different youtube videos simultaneously but they all line up at certain parts.  Like, I remember doing that one song before the Big Fight in West Side Story and thinking that was cool.  Two summers later I heard Non-Stop for the first time and haven’t been the same since.  We Don’t Talk About Bruno?  Incredible.  I’m sure In the Heights had an example of this too but I can’t recall specifics.

What’s interesting is that concert band/orchestral(/chamber choir too, apparently) music does this type of thing all the time, but the tricky part is the addition of words.  In band, different instruments have different voices, sure, but adding words can make things muddy (I have personal experience with this through singing warmup rounds at choir practices last sem ugh).  Miranda’s music is clean.

Anyway I’m gearing up for next semester (yknow, setting up Notion, clearing out Notability, etc), and I have a look at my schedule and come to find out that I’m taking the less favored prof for both biochem 2 and physics 2 which is lovely (I can tell based on who has the most seats left open lol).  Frankly, I chose to stick with the same phys prof because even though he can’t teach I a) don’t want any classes before 11a this sem, b) want as many of my classes as possible to be back to back instead of having a gaping 2-hour hole between them, and c) got an A in his class last sem despite being frustrated and fed up the whole time so it probably will be annoying but at least it’ll be annoying in a way that I expect.  The only reason I’m taking that biochem 2 prof is because the other one conflicts with my anth class.

Speaking of anth,,,,, I’ve been stressing over the past few weeks bc I couldn’t figure out exactly when the right time would be to send the anth prof an email checkup of like “heyyy I know I’m supposed to TA for you,, are we still cool for that?” because I didn’t wanna be too forward but then it got to the point where I’d waited too long to follow up in my opinion and I was also stressing bc I’ve got the whole imposter syndrome thing climbing up my throat again like bile (you know how it is) and it’s been absolutely paralyzing and the first day of his class is this Tuesday and then today he just goes and sends a casual little email today and is all like “excited to have u as a uta :) also meet ur co-uta she’s been working with me for a bit :)” and honestly that made me feel a little bit calmer.  That’s what I’m thankful for today.  That my fears were unfounded (and that, so far, everything seems to be turning out alright), as they so often are.

Last thing: It’s a crazy thing to be involved on campus.  Over the past few days I’ve received emails from almost all of my major orgs about kickoff meetings and jazz and it’s kinda wild.  That said, seeing the email from the orchestra reminded me that there was one primary goal which I did not complete at all: practicing the concert music.  Not once.  I completed the waistcoat and walking skirt (which I took out for their first spin today actually and it was fabulous (if I get some American Duchesses the skirt length will be perfect)), started on another top instead of the mauve one bc I need to figure out sleeve length stuff (might be able to finish it before I go back), finished my mom’s dress, started Ni No Kuni and Shadow of the Colossus pieces, and started working on my summer plans.  So while I didn’t complete everything, I did do quite a bit, and I’m proud of what I was able to accomplish.

[imqueenloki]

pairing: angry dominant peter parker x fem!reader

word count: 1882

warning: chocking and swearing

authors note: i'm really proud of this :)

my pov:its been 6 months since dad moved the avengers up-state, its been fun for the most part although since peter moved in a couple weeks back its been a nightmare

my pov:

its been 6 months since dad moved the avengers up-state, its been fun for the most part although since peter moved in a couple weeks back its been a nightmare. me and peter never really have rlly gotten along, he's just so... ugh. he's always making a racket, never cleaning up after himself and dont even get me started on the time i found his web juice, whatever the fuck it is on my towel. the only reason i put up with him is bc dad makes me bc he happens to see potential in the kid. although i can say one good thing about him, he is extremly good looking but god i will never ever tell anyone that.

peters pov:

moving in with mr. stark and the avengers has been a dream come true. i finally feel like i am one of them! recently, i met mr. starks daughter, y/n, i think her name was. we dont really speak much, she isnt the nicest person in the house, shes always moaning at me and calling me a slob, and gosh you dont even want to hear the mouthful i got off her when i was testing my new web shooters, never again is all i can say.

storyline:

the house was silent, it was around 9:00pm and not a single word, so quiet you could hear a penny drop. everyone was sat downstairs playing a not so friendly game of monopoly, although peter was no where to be found.

tony: where the darn hell is parker?

y/n: *shrugs* god knows... *sighs* oh well, whos turn was it?

tony simply shook his head and sat down, pulling his phone out. he decided to message peter as he was growing concern. y/n looks over at her dad and can see the worry on his face and put her hand on his shoulder.

*CRASH*

tony: what the hell was that?!

everyone rushed into the kitchen when we hear the sound. too nobodys suprise it was peter crashing through the window. there was glass everywhere and he even had some shards in his face. peters suit was completly messed up.

y/n: what the fuck parker!

tony: where have you been! actually let me reword that, what the hell happened!

peter: im sorry mr. stark, i was just trying to do some training with my new web modes and well... one of the modes didnt go where i shot it and well.. here i am.

tony: *sighs* cap, get someone to clean this up will you, and y/n help parker clean up?

y/n: why? this wasnt my doing!

tony: do you want that new suit or not!?

my pov:

since i turned 18 last year, my dad has been working on a new suit for me. when i was little he never really gave me a choice to join the avengers or not, let alone barely even mentioning it. i dont have a problem with joining its just i find it a little soon, you know? and yes im completly aware that parker is 18 and an avenger but thats exacly why he is in this situation, he just isnt ready in my opinion. the more i have put thought into becoming the newest avenger i grow more and more excited, although my opinion on it hasnt changed. my dad is aware of this which is why he uses my new suit as a black mail card.

*back to storyline*

y/n lets out an angry sigh while running her tounge along her teeth, she simply looks peter up and down and shrugs her head to one side signaling him to follow. you take him to your bathroom and grab a damp towel, while parker sits on the counter. you begin to wipe blood off of his cheek.

peter: *hisses in pain*

y/n: oh dont be a wimp i though you had super strength?

peter: still hurts!

yn: shush *grabs her tweezers and removes the shards of glass from his face*

peter: *rolls his eyes and pushes you away* i dont need ur help, im fine.

you become shocked by the small bit of dominance that he showed, and little did he know you liked it. you had never seen the angry side of parker before, it kinda turned you on alittle bit.

y/n: sit the fuck down, my dad told me to help you so thats what the fuck i intend to do.

peter: *goes to grab the towel from your hand but grabs your wrists instead and brings you closer*

you interlocked eyes. the sound of him panting in pain but anger filled the room. you got lost in his eyes as a puddle began to form inbetween your legs, you knew what was happening but little to your surprise you liked it, and by the fact he hasnt let go or stopped looking at you, you can tell he does too.

my pov:

parker still hadnt taken his eyes off of me.

y/n: you gonna let go orrrr?

although i was enjoying the tense moment, i couldnt let him know that, therefore i had to say something. he finally let go of my wrist and jumped off the counter. you could see the anger in his face, but why?

y/n: whats up with ur face?

peter: really? whats up with my face? im sick and tired of being treated like a kid!

y/n: you just crashed through a window, you really expect my dad to trust you fully right about now? *sighs* you should take a shower, you smell like shit.

peter nods and begins to take off his shirt. 'wow not in he.. *mumbles* damn' i say as he throws his shirt down, you did not expect him to have a body like that. you can tell he was agressive. he had slashes down his chest, they looked really painful. i decided to walk up to him and run my hand just under one of the cuts as he looks down at me still heavily breathing. he hissed at me in pain. he lifted my head up by my chin and kissed me. i pulled back and just looked at him. i craved more, so more is what i got.

he picked me up and as i wrapped my legs around his waist he started to kiss me even harder. he sat me on top of the counter and started to remove my shirt. he kissed my neck leaving kickeys all the way around it, minor moans into his ears drove him crazy. he unbuckled my bra and threw it onto the ground along with his belt. i reached into his boxers and began rubbing his member. he was massive, 10 inches, maybe even 11. groans of pleasure filled the room which made me go even faster. 'fuck y/n' he said.

he wrapped his hand aroud my throat and began kissing me once again. the puddle in my pants had become the ocean. i dont know what it was in that moment that made me gag for him. i wanted him, i needed him and then... i had him.

i jumped down off of the counter and got onto my knees exposing his member. it was just as big as it felt. i licked the tip, teasing him as i looked up to see him looking down on me, with his hand all wrapped in my hair. i took all that i could into my mouth still pumping where i couldnt reach. his groans go even louder as he tilted his head back in pleasure. i could feel his member throbing in my mouth. he pushed my head all the way down, deep throating him, my eyes filled with tears and mascara running down my face. he kept me there for a few seconds and released his load into my throat then releasing my head. 'swallow it' he said. i nodded and did as i was told.

he demanded for me to stand up, as i did so he pushed me into the shower and turned it on. he had no remorse for anything he was doing but i was completely into it. he bent me over, with my hand on the wall and smacked my ass. i let out a little wimper from the impact of the smack. 'i wanna hear your moans, you hear me?!' he said in a demanding tone 'yes parker' i replied. i had clearly replied in the wrong was since he smacked my ass even haarder than the first time and slammed his member into me without warning 'thats not my name you slut' he groaned. he slammed his dick in and out of me making me scream out in pleasure. cuss words, moans and the word daddy filled the room as peter fucked me senselessly. 'im g-gonna c-cum' i said between moans. peter pushed my head down and demaned me to hold it.

he pulled out of me, and lifted me onto his shoulders face forward with my pussy in his face. he began eating me out... oh my god what that mouth could do. he layed me down on the shower floor and flipped me over into the doggy position and slammed into me yet again. 'fuck your so tight baby' he groaned pumping in and out of me. he made me feel so good it was diificult not to let out a moan or two. he pushed my head down once again and restrained my arms behind me using them to help him go deeper. i wasnt used to such dominance but i was into it, especially not from peter. 'im g-gonna cum' i said yet again and he agreed. the knot in my sotmach became unbearable, i came all over his member and a few moments later he let out his load inside of me which i didnt mind as i had the contraceptive implant. i attempted to stand up but instantly fell back to the floor. peter was the first person to make me cum let alone make me unable to walk after sex. he picked me up and put me on the counter. 'im sorry for the dominance, it kind of just takes over' he said as his face grew into a frown. i lifted his head back up and simply told him i loved it and that he was the first to make me cum and temporaily paralytic which made his face glow.

tony: y/n! have you cleaned him up yet?!

y/n: omg my dad! i completely forgot!

we quickly put out clothes back on and thankfully we did it in the shower meaning he was now clean.

y/n: yes dad!

peter: yes mr. stark!

me and peter let out a giggle as we had gotten away with nobody hearing a thing. peter pecked my lips and unlocked the door. my feelings towards peter had changed ever since.

[kachinnate]

,,,,okay i know i just said i wasn’t going to talk about the deh movie but actually yeah imma talk about it for just a sec bc y’all actually make me legitimately distressed sajkfndsmjkgds

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLQ_A0H1otc i dont have the braincells to do a shot by shot analysis right now but here’s what we’re lookin at

under a readmore because ghhhhhhh

firstly, let me lead with this: yes, from what we know, there’s a lot of things wrong with this movie. 

the worst, in my humble opinion, being the bts treatment of the (very few) actors of color, and the lack altogether of any production team members of color. that’s something that should be acknowledged, talked about, and fucking dug into especially at the current fucking period of time we’re living in. it’s unsurprising, but disgusting nonetheless, and it set this movie up for failure from the very beginning. i’m a white person so by no means so i feel inclined or like i have any authority in saying what one should feel wrt all of that, however i will say if there’s to be a boycott in not watching this movie, that should 100% be the reason why. it’s fully poc’s choice whether or not to forgive the production team or give this movie a chance for the irredeemable shit it did in regards to handling the movie’s production. the movie imo definitely doesn’t deserve their forgiveness, but again, that is not for me to say. 

there’s some little things too that i can’t fully think of off the top of my head - like, the whole making larry connor’s stepdad thing fucking irks me, for example, but, like...... listen.

if you know me like at all, you know my favorite word is nuance.

so, i’m going to say it outright: the way you people are approaching this three minute trailer shows literally.... none?? no nuance ??? is it no-nuance november over here or ???? like i’m begging you i’m BEGGING YOU to put aside your pre-determined prejudices against this movie and like stop pretending to be a renowned film critic for ten seconds because it’s really not as outright fucking abysmal as you are saying!! and also it’s possible to have opinions that aren’t completely fucking polarized to one side because guess what, the deh movie? a piece of media! what is the shit y’all are constantly preaching about having the ability to consume media critically ? because you’re trying to cancel a fucking trailer based on the contents of the trailer alone !!!!! hello !!!!!!!!

media is bound to be problematic. if y’all were as quick to judge any movie as you did this one, guess what you wouldn’t be watching any movies like ever <3 

anyway lets get into the parts that are probably going to get me cancelled lmao 

ben platt - listen. LISTEN. listen i know he’s too old to be reprising evan we ALL know he’s too old to be reprising evan i’ve heard this same argument since the announcement was made we get it we all know. haha he’s a grandpa yes bestie ur so right ur so funny wow. i do agree that we should’ve maybe had a not-ben-platt evan moment but here’s some things to keep in mind: the arguments of “oooh ABF is right there !!!!!!” 1. who’s to say he was available? 2. the environment of a movie is so, SO much different than that of a musical -- as much as you wanna pretend you know everything from just a trailer, there’s no way of knowing what scenes were added that might’ve made the movie like.. idk possibly more intense story-wise not even COUNTING the fact that just inherently a movie set is different than a musical one? like yes ben platt might be just being used as a device but that’s probably not the sole and only reason. Also, if i see One (1) more comment about his FUCKING HAIR 😃 first of all it’s not that deep like... if you’re so distracted by an actor having their hair different that’s on you, but going as far as to call it bad or distracting or being like Vehemently a way about it? y’all i know it’s most likely not your intention but that is literally just ben platt’s natural fuckin ETHNICALLY JEWISH hair sajknfgkjds!!!! i’m not the first to make this point, but like dsjnfkjdsg!??! y’all are being so mean about it and for WHAT? again, maybe not intentional, but it reads as like high key Very antisemetic and you should.... maybe not 😳 be that way

connor. the thing about a trailer is that they don’t show you all the scenes because they want you to come see the movie. right? can we agree on that? all the connor scenes in the trailer had SEVERAL hard cuts, omitting a lot of the scene -- like the computer lab scene! we see the beginning of it, there’s a VERY obvious hard cut, and then he’s running out! in my opinion my first watch through of this trailer i had a very like “:// hmm all these actors feel a lil like dry”, but man oh man the comments ive seen about connor. holy shit guys. this boy gets 7 minutes of stage time in the actual musical, and the whole thing is we DON’T KNOW VERY MUCH ABOUT HIM. not to burst your bubble, and i by no means hate connor, i love me some good connor lives fics and stuff, but everything we write with connor being alive? that is !! speculation on our part !!!! those are headcanons and us using the little context we have!! connor doesn’t have any significant development IN THE SOURCE MATERIAL that is being adapted into a movie !!! you 1. can’t fully judge a character with already limited screentime in a 3 minute trailer, 2. can’t really call what connor has canonically in the musical as in depth character development !! what is his arc then !!!! he pushes evan, goes to the computer lab, has an outcast loner kid moment, gets upset, takes the letter, DIES. sorry stans, that’s just how it is !! and, AND, everything in between, all the idiosyncracies, that depends on the actor playing connor! speaking of, you know who the actor is playing connor in the movie? that’s right, colton ryan! so, i don’t know, maybe... have some trust in the process, in an actor who ALREADY has played connor on broadway???? and also trust that you will get more connor content then u are seeing from a 3 minute trailer!! dhgnijsdg and some of the comments on like his appearance specifically? like are you really made that he doesn’t have long hair?? they kept his nails and his rings but nahhh the hair was apparently a MUST HAVE (even though like.. not all connor actors on broadway always had/have long hair but w/e).. REGARDLESS. tldr on THAT , the movie would have to do a pretty shitty job if they want to take something from someone who doesn’t have much to begin with and i think y’all are being extremely harsh on this point 

jared. honestly i’m a bit worried too about the like... name change, because it does have the potential to be taking out some representation, but... they did change the name to fit the actor’s ethnicity? it’s a really [hmm] topic because, again, from a trailer and from what we have been told we don’t KNOW a lot of the context, but i think it’s important to remember that uh.. jewish people aren’t just? always white ?? there’s a possibility they changed the last name to fit with the [ethnicity] while keeping him jewish?? ofc there’s the possibility that they Didn’t and ... again hm that’s its own thing altogether but just reiterates the point that you can’t knock a whole movie just based on the trailer. you can’t talk about things you know nothing about. 

alana. same thing as before, you can’t.... completely bash a character based on a 3 minute trailer. there was discussion about how she seemed ‘shy’ when talking to evan, which like.. maybe she is but also that scene was them talking in a library like if u actually take notice of what’s happening in the scene jdskngsd though i do share the general consensus with many others that she won’t get a lot of screen-time but that’s neither here nor there 😔 moving on

scenes and the setting. one of the things i was most like.. tentative about in regards to a switch from a musical to a movie was how they were like... going to do certain scenes? naturally, a lot has to be different when we’re going from a minimal stage set to an entire movie with like.. settings. there are going to be new scenes because a movie lends to have like, physical places that aren’t just [evan’s bedroom] and [murphy kitchen] and [implied school]. so new scenes, new conversations, slightly different pacing.. this is all to be expected right like are y’all geneuinely surprised here or ........

there’s a lot we aren’t seeing yet because this is a TRAILER. again i already mentioned this re: connor but like... again, y’all are making some Claims that just... fucking outlandish. there are so many moments in the trailer that are very obvious Hard Cuts. you don’t have all the information yet. you are angry at a tiny fragment of something that is confusing you because you don’t have all the context. is there a chance that some of this shit is just genuinely Bad? yeah but you really cannot 100000% say it with your chest and gauge it without seeing the movie and understanding what that scene is in context. lowkey uhhh saw some jokes about the zoe scene in the car and :’))) ? jesus? christ????

concluding thoughts because my brain hurts but like. you don’t have to like the movie. you don’t have to WATCH the movie. like all media if you choose to consume the movie you should do so with some CRITICAL THOUGHT. but, just like the novel (and i do not want to have any discussions about that i don’t care if you think it’s good Or bad that’s not what this is about) you guys are going in this WANTING to believe it’s bad and completely polarizing your thoughts on what this is going to be. yeah, maybe there shouldn’t be a movie. i genuinely think we could’ve gone without. but it’s just a piece of media, it’s not a progression like all your (musical is good, novel is bad, MOVIE IS WORSE OH NO) posts are suggesting. they are all just. different pieces of media stemming from a source. at the end of the day it’s just a fucking movie. if you already hate it so much, guess what? you don’t have to watch it! you don’t have to put so much needless fucking hate into a 3 MINUTE TRAILER. you can stop being performative and dissing it for its poor treatment of POC while then going on to make fun of ben platt’s hair and just targeting a different group like! please !!!

i’m not trying to be a fuckin’ advocate for this movie because there’s so much opportunity for it to suck, i do Not have high hopes for it, and i’m not even really sure i want to watch it (i bought the novel when it came out and have yet to read it, and i’m sure the movie will like.. elicit very similar vibes from me lsdngjkdsg like im just not uhhh feeling it) but y’know what? watching the trailer did not bring forth the fucking onslaught of hatred in me that apparently has fuckin posessed all of y’all and like djnsgjksdg plagued my dashboard for this whole evening. don’t come into my inbox trying to like.. argue with me about this (preemptively im turning off anon because i like i Can’t lmao) this is just like... a rant i needed to get out of me real quick. 

SO. tldr for now: have critical thought about shit you consume, there’s no ethical consumption under [the film industry], you can’t judge a movie entirely on its trailer, and y’all need to calm the fuck down 

[yomiurinikei]

hmm hibiki for the ask meme?

!!!!! the girl!!!!! we love to see her <333

under the cut for length + (sympathetic) mentions of k4n4d3 + analysis/discussion of the twins childhood and resulting trauma

favorite thing about them - i rlly do like her personality!! she’s a fun girl and i think if she existed irl i would wanna be her friend/she’d be good for that. like she’s legitimately just doing her best and being a person,, hibiki v often feels like,, palatably realistic. ur friend whos traumatized bc everyones traumatized, but she’s coping with it in a way that’s normal and not. yk. setting an orphanage on fire or smthn weird like that

least favorite thing about them - i feel like her dynamic with kanade and their childhood was written as smthn really bad, but then linuj handled it so miserably. this goes more into things with kanade, but by insisting kanade was just inherently like that, it really took autonomy from both twins and diminished the blatant abuse they had gone through, so prolly that bit of her writing? then for her in and of herself. it just,,, really does not make sense for her to act the way she does to kanade, and looking at her interactions with others, it almost feels ooc the way she treats kanade. she's generally a sweet girl, she's just more childlike, which makes sense with her backstory!!! but then out of nowhere she's saying such horrible things,, its odd to me

favorite line - any line with hibiki giving someone a nickname/the resulting exchange tbh

brOTP - setsubiki!!! their interactions r fun and my fucking keyboard broke this is the last question i have to do (bc i answered them out of order) and im so so so tired of this so im sorry if my answers r short but. ya every scene they have together is nice- hibiki trusts setsuka and u can tell setsukas attempts to console and be there for hibiki are coming from a place of legitimate affection and care

OTP - mmm?? im not rlly prone to romantic hibiki ships. as we all prolly know by now, i hc hibiki as having DID, and view the alter we generally/frequently see as being a child, and either way, she's canonically not v grown mentally, so! yk yk

nOTP - for some reason. any ships with hibiki x guys make me feel so uncomfortable. idk what it is, but i havent seen one that doesn't set off alarm bells,, so! personally not my taste

random headcanon - uhhh other than the did thing? lemme think- her scalp is really sensitive and having it up in pigtails all day always leaves her head aching when she finally takes them out, but she doesn't like the way her hair looks any way else, so its. the constant irritation of that, or realizing "oh wow, my head hurts" when she takes her hair down.

unpopular opinion - she can... be the object of her parents affection..... and have been damaged by that differently than kande was,,,, and she can still be a victim...... she can have heard her parents mistreating kanade and internalized that, and have hurt kanades feelings by saying things that stuck with her.......... that doesn't change that shes a victim,, and she's not abusive for doing that,,, its just a thing that happened,,,,, acknowledging its impact on kanade is not a disservice on her character, so long as you acknowledge who taught hibiki that.

song i associate with them - la primavera - fake type or! sick beat - kero kero bonito or! better by myself - hey violet. ofc tho this is after .3 seconds of looking @ spotify so like. yk

favorite picture of them - i rlly like a lot of her sprites, bar the ones where her pupils r all small + the top half of her face has that black overlay, or the one where she's angry yelling, like w/the action lines? she looks like a chihuahua there but anyways, i especially like these two sprites <3 (ik formattings wack im on my laptop. may b ill fix it later. may b.

[idk-my-aesthetic]

Ok the whole thing w/ clogging up ao3 tags is stupid for multiple reasons, like how it fucks with screen readers for one, but the MAJOR issue is that having too many tags isn’t actually a problem w/ ao3

Like seriously guys? There is a lot to criticize. And I say this as someone who heavily relied on fandom spaces to get me through some really really hard times and still loves ao3. I can say I love what it does for fandom while also acknowledging there’s some seriously fucked up shit going on both behind the scenes and with ppl who use the site. It’s literally like saying “I love tumblr but I acknowledge there are literal nazis on here and as a Jew/human with a working brain I hate them and that they’ve been here so long”

Like. I get u think ur sticking it to the man or whatever. And idk I partially agree bc. There’s so much nasty shit and some technically illegal shit that I don’t want to even mention! But ur not even wasting the moderators time or anything ur just being obnoxious and then everyone starts discoursing on tumblr and I’m legitimately tired of it. I don’t wanna see ppl defending gross stuff and I’m tired of talking about the ppl who do defend gross stuff bc I don’t wanna remember that they exist bc I have shit to do irl and not enough space in my brain for them

So. Idk ima propose at least a temporary solution before I have to hear one more argument for or against censorship bc y’all seriously don’t understand how to have a nuanced conversation

How about instead of asking AO3 to take down gross fics (which may or may not be morally correct but will 100% reopen a very over done conversation) instead we ask for some specific plausible things

1) when you use ao3 explicit and unrated fics are automatically filtered out. They do this on ff.net. Yes it may be like 2 extra clicks for ppl who wanna read explicit stuff but ppl who don’t are going to do that anyway, and it protects the people who don’t know to do that and don’t want to read graphic tags. Most importantly it requires consent to browse explicit fics. Yeah you need to give consent to read explicit stuff, but you can look through the incredibly graphic tags/summaries without consenting to anything. It’s literally the default. Which is both upsetting to ppl who don’t wanna see that and also maybe a bit of a legal loophole they should close up

2) a “suggest tags” feature. This would be moderated by authors not ao3 staff. Basically ppl can like..... idk entire a series of tags and you can choose if you want to add them or not. The person submitting them has an option to be anonymous or not. Obviously the author doesn’t have to add every random tag and it might be annoying but it would help with making sure triggers got tagged. It would be helpful if it didn’t let you suggest tags that were already suggested/on the fic but I’m not too picky. Like I said the point of this is to make sure ppl can block stuff properly, and it honestly might also help authors with visibility bc like. Obviously you know the tags you use but you don’t know what tags other ppl look for. Again maybe it may be obnoxious with ppl having a lot of tags but people already have a lot of tags

3) a dispute rating button. Now before someone bitches at me that the ao3 moderators don’t have time to go through disputes- I know I already took that into consideration. Basically the idea is when you dispute the rating the site will ask you what rating you think it should be and anonymously log it. So if someone rated something M but you think it should be an E the site will log that and send a message to the author. The author has a choice if they actually want to listen to ppl and change the rating or not. They don’t actually have to listen to the ppl disputing the rating. Unless they get a certain amount of disputes. I was thinking maybe like 50 or so?* So if 50 ppl say “hey this really needs to have a different rating” then and only then would the moderators take a look at the fic. And the moderators would then figure out what the rating should be.

(*idk if 50 is the right #. I was thinking it should maybe work on like a percentage of your hits in the fic?)

3.5) have a sexual content marker. This is marked as 3.5 bc i feel like this idea if implemented would be misused. But yeah in theory you could just have a sexual content marker that could be clicked by the OP and then automatically filtered. Again you could use the system from #3 but again I feel like ppl would missuse it.

Anyway yeah. I wanted to give some viable solutions ppl on both sides might actually agree with. Like I get not wanting to make concessions with gross ppl, but it’s a lot faster so I’m ok with doing it for now while the rest of y’all continue to debate or w/e

Final note- please for the love of g-d learn how ratings work. Ask someone else’s opinion if you have too. I have seen so many explicit fics marked as mature or teen it’s a legitimate problem. I’ll give a quick rundown of what each rating means but pls guys

General- g- basically go by what you’d see in a Disney cartoon

Teen- pg/pg 13 - there are swears there’s violence, sex may be mentioned, you might call someone sexy or smthn idc, but no one is shown having sex or or discussing/thinking about it in detail

Mature- R - injuries/gore may be described with more detail. Uhh there could be some heavy making out and the characters might talk about sex or feeling sexually attracted to someone. But actual sex is not shown!! If you have to mention or refer to someone’s genetalia in any sexual way you should probably move it up to an E. Even if ur characters are fully clothed the entire time. Also If you’re talking about kinks outside of a quick joke or reference you should probably move it up to an E.

Explicit- NC 17- sexually explicit content. (You can put non-sexual violent stuff under here but most ppl leave it under mature)

TLDR/oversimplification(for the ratings) -

General: nothing sexual

Teen: implied sex

Mature: refrenced sex

Explicit: shown sex

General tldr:

Some criticisms of Ao3 are valid and needed, and some are just stupid and infuriating (specifically talking about the tag thing stop it’s annoying and ableist). There is constant arguments and drama surrounding those criticisms, and I decided to offer some solutions that actually have a chance at getting implemented, even if I would prefer a different option.

[kakashihasibs]

[tries my best to toss some enrichment in ur enclosure] UHHHHH how does ur current opinion on (kakashi/gai/yamato/obito, whichever u prefer of all of them) differ from ur opinion if them when u first interacted with the character, if at all...were u akkab (assigned kakashi kinnie at birth) ?

Hey anon I'm in love with you. You are a blessing upon this earth.

Kakashi:

Hmmm well my opinion of Kakashi has probably only gotten more nuanced with time. I mean i started watching Naruto when I was a young teenager and my initial love for Kakashi was just bc i was a deeply repressed trans guy and kakashi was very gender and i wanted to emulate his gender presentation (and i didn't really understand that then and i thought oh this must be just like a regular old crush. Bc yaknow when you crush on someone you wanna look like them right? Lol)

Like uh at that point in my young life i had been through some Shit so when i finally heard what kakashi's back story was I was like oh he's me. Yaknow trauma buddies. So baby me process (poorly tbh) some of my own trauma. So my opinion at that point was just i love him and I would protect him.

NOW after a like idk a 15 year break my opinion of Kakashi is i love him but he is still an adult man and has definitely made some missteps largely in part bc he struggles to see past his own trauma. BUT now as an adult looking at kakashi's back story I'm like we're still trauma buddies but all that shit was definitely NOT his fault. he was a kid.

Gai

My opinion on Gai has changed quite a bit. Baby me did not want to emulate his gender presentation and i did not fully grasp his character. I thought he was pretty strong and that was cool, but for the most part he seemed like too much. A little overwhelming.

Now he still a little overwhelming but that's just a part of his charm 😌 i also now understand how hard he works not to just be a strong fighter but to be an excellent friend. I love him. He is the only character in Naruto with genuine sex appeal.

Yamato

I cannot remember yamato much from what little of shippuden i watched back then. I vaguely remember thinking who the hell is this? He's not Kakashi >:[ but i warmed up to him pretty quickly bc i trusted him more than Sai and he was funny.

Now honestly I'm just a little bit in love with him 🥺 i miss him. I think he is low-key one of the most perceptive characters in the show. I think he's kind of aware of all of the political dynamics at play around him. And even tho he still struggles socially i think he's still able to figure people out really fast. It's mostly just the messy teenager feelings he never got to have that he really struggles with.

Also god holy shit is he transgender.

Obito

Baby me had very few thoughts on Obito overall. I liked him well enough but he was really just there to die :(

Now i love him. He's my favorite war criminal and i want to be his friend. 💖

akkab:

Agsjdkdkd i was almost assigned kakashi kinnie at birth bc I almost killed my mom lol the doctors saved her thankfully but like omg my dad trying to raise me as a single parent while still in the Navy??? I'm fucked up enough already that would have been a disaster 😭 avsahsjdldkd but i will say real little baby me and my dad got a long super well. He was as good a dad as he was able to be.

But uh yeah the kakashi kinnie occurred a little later in life