#so if you can't talk like a decent person and show your own point of view in a reasonable manner don't even interact with me

[seleneprince]

@thebusylilbee (For some reason I couldn't reblog that reply of yours with this post. Pity)

A following of this beautiful, reflexive reblog:

Wow, you were so expressive, so passionate, so full of rage back there. I would've feel intimidated if you have added a deep, complex explanation of your point between all that messy spit of words..

As much as I would love to give you a full and detailed explanation of why your reasoning is fucking WRONG, I know by the way you wrote your thoughts you're not the type to willingly hear arguments that go against your beliefs and you're firmly set on your own interpretation of reality, so I'll be quick with this and leave you to keep swimming in your ignorance.

From all that load of bullshit and rage filled nonsense you spit out, there was one thing you're absolutely right about it:

"Hamas WOULD not need to exist"

Damn right they don't, their mere existence is a crime. I don't know how many palestinians outside Gaza you've spoken to but I can quote what the ones I came across have said about Hamas, here some examples:

"They're the real monsters. They do nothing to protect us and just keep making everything worse"

"We weren't allowed to leave because they shoot down anyone that tried to flew the country. They don't care about our lives, just our usefulness to them"

"We can't complain, we can't speak up, if they so much sniff someone's dislike towards them...."

It's hard to translate some of them, but you get the picture. Hamas are terrorists, that much is known. They've been also opressing, humiliating, torturing, raping, displacing, robbing and imprisoning people since their creation, but they've done it in a way that only those lucky enough to escape can confess their crimes. The rest are dead. But foolish, uncultured idiots like you don't want to hear that because it's much easier to pin Israel's government as the SOLE villains of this story and buy the propaganda western media is feeding you.

"if ZIONISTS hadn't created a fascist apartheid state called Israel"

Honey, I don't know what the fuck they taught you in History class, but the "fascist apartheid" state you speak of doesn't exist. Israel was created by the United Nations as part of a plan to give both the arabs and the jews their own territory and cease the continued conflicts.

(Fun fact: The Arab League refused this idea because they didn't want the jews to have their own land, and so shortly after proclamation, five Arabs countries joined forces to attack the freshly created Israel state and invade them. Or, using that term some people in this site love, colonize them. Israel fought back, won for some dumb stroke of luck and, as a solemn "fuck you", they also took a 25% more of the territory that have been accorded)

Now, the Israel's government has clearly changed a LOT (speaking in euphemisms ofc) back from the original days where they genuinely just focused on the Israelis and right now there's really nothing good left in that corrupt, self-centred circle of men.

"zionist ideology wasn't RACIST GENOCIDAL AND INHUMANE."

The origin of the Zionism movement was born as a response to the growing anti-semitism, an actual racist genocidal and inhuman movement, that was happening all around the world. So using those particular adjectives to describe it it's ironic and fucking dumb, because they go against the very reason of its existence.

Now there are various ramifications of Zionism, such as political Zionism, liberal Zionism, religious Zionism, etc. Not all of them good obviously, but the main core of this movement was focused ONLY in protecting the Jews and their culture. I'll never understand how a government that knows the tragedy their fellows suffered even dared to inflict it on other people, but well, guess some humans don't learn from the past.

And last one, the very jewel of your whole commentary:

"You are so fucking stupid, it's incredible that you would fuckign DARE tag your braindead bullshit with a pro-palestine tag when you quite obviously know and understand NOTHING"

I dare to tag "pro palestine" because I'm with them and I'm actually defending their lives, their cause and know where they come from, unlike people like you that speak up all proudly against others and use big words you don't even know the meaning of. If you actually cared about these people, you would have done your research and find out everything about this topic. But you don't, you simply want to show your deep anger for their pain in the same way all influencers and fake activists have been doing since this started. You want to be "part of the trend".

The only one who obviously knows and understand NOTHING about this conflict is YOU, fucking uncultured and ignorant asshole. Everytime I see people like you speak up on this conflict makes my blood boil, because all of you have been blisfully blind while all the atrocities were happening but now the biased social media and tv shows and all these radical anti-semitist political figures are telling you how bad it is, you think it's time to "stand up against the unjustice".

People like you only see the surface of it plus the propaganda they shove in your throats, and not the centuries of dark history and events that have consequently lead up to this. So how about you shut the fuck and let the grown people speak about this matter?

[kekeplsloveme]

You're mine

Pairing: Eren x reader

Summary: In which the reader is Armin's little sister who gets corrupted by his best friend, Eren.

Warning: Modern!AU, NSFW, MINORS DNI, posessive Eren, one death threat but not towards the reader or anything , fuckboy!Eren, unprotected sex, dom!Eren (are you surprised?), sub!reader, dirty talk, the rest you can experience yourselves ;)

Word Count: 4k lets go

A/N: wrote this at 4 am, if you see any mistakes give me a break pls

     Things have been different ever since you moved in with your brother. You do miss your parents and how they wouldn't leave you alone sometimes and you did miss having those family conversations in the living room right after you had your dinner and a crappy show on TV was playing as background noise. It's the little things that count towards the best moments in life, even if it just includes talking about nothing and watching a show that you never cared about.

     The few couple of weeks have been difficult; Armin welcomed you with open arms when you mentioned that you got accepted into the same University as he did and when he offered you a room in his apartment, you were over the moon. You have a good relationship with your brother. He's always been there for you when you needed a shoulder to cry on, always there to defend you to other kids even if he wasn't the strongest one there and would often get into fights he could never win. You loved him more than anything and he loved you just as much. Moving across the country to go to University was the thing that broke your heart the most. The day he left felt like you lost your family and your bestfriend. Sure, your parents were nice, but they didn't compare to how much you and Armin cared about each other.

      A part of why you applied to the same University as him was because of your brother. You wanted to see him again and not just a few times a year. Spending two years away from him was horrible.

     One thing that took you by surprise when you moved in with him was just how many friends he managed to make over just two years. He was part of a huge group of friends that would often hang out in his apartment since some of them either still lived with their parents or had shitty roomates that would ruin the fun. Armin was fortunate enough to have a decent internship the summer before he went to school and stuck with it, so rent was never a problem for him.

     You tried to hang out with them as well, but it was just not the same thing. You felt like they saw you as Armin's little sister instead of as your own person, so you stopped trying to become their friend. Who would want to feel tolerated and not wanted there? You never wanted to make the others feel like they must be nice to you because they like your brother, so you stopped hanging out with them whatsoever. You avoided them when they were over and that way you wouldn't just feel tolarated.  You hated that word so much.

     Just like tonight. Some of his friends were over and you stayed inside your room the entire evening. As you were typing on your laptop, you felt your stomach growl, reminding you that you need food to function. You looked at the clock that pointed to be a bit after midnight. You make your way to the door and put your ear against it, giving yourself a few seconds to listen and see if there's someone in the living room, but when there was nothing but silence, you left your room. Not like you could have been able to tell, your room is on the other side of the apartment.

      As you turned the corner to go into the living room that you needed to pass in order to get to the kitchen, you heard someone's voice. You could tell it was one of your brother's friends, but couldn't tell exactly. He is talking to someone on the phone, that much you can tell, but you waited too long to eat, so you went into the kitchen anyway. You're sure it's not that important anyway.

     "I know, I can't wait-" you heard Eren's voice as you walked inside. The moment you stepped foot into the room, he stopped talking to whoever was on the phone and excused himself under the pretext that he'd call later. It felt awkward; how he looked you up and down, how his eyes were still on you, how he followed you with his gaze as you made your way to the fridge.

     Eren was the one friend that you just couldn't stand. There was something about him that made you feel insecure and like he was trying to dominate the air in every room he was in. He was much taller than you were and you couldn't help but notice the fact that he liked to work out by how his arms looked and how much he liked to show it to everyone. And, God, did he like to tease you. You didn't need to hear it from anyone, but you knew just what a fuckboy Eren was. You could just take one look at him and know, he just gave off the vibe that he fucks everything that moves and you being his friend's little sister, were the perfect target for his teasing. Him being over all the fucking time didn't help your situation either.

     "You're up late," he said to you, but all you did was open the fridge and pour yourself a glass of orange juice. Suddenly, you lost your appetite. "Don't ignore me, little siren," you heard his voice behind you, not close enough to touch you, but close enough to give off that same intimidating feeling.

     "Where's Armin?" you changed the subject. You turned around to face him, holding the glass of orange juice in your hand, but he took it from you before you could even have a sip.

      "What, you're scared you're alone with me?" he drank from the glass and poured the rest in the sink. What a dick. When you didn't answer him, he continued. "Afraid he's driving his little girlfriend Annie home," he leaned on the counter as he spoke to you. You couldn't help yourself from looking at his arms. He worked out today, it was obvious by how good-  by how his lower arms looked. The veins on his arms were the obvious sign.

      "Why did you not go with them, then?" you crossed your arms over your chest in an attempt to give off a confident feel, but you couldn't compare to him.

     "Relax, princess, he's on his way back," Eren got a few steps closer to you. Your back was against the wall next to the fridge, which you pressed even harder into it as he got closer and close to you. It was obvious he knew exactly what he was doing to you and he enjoyed every moment of it. "This necklace," he pointed out, gently grabbing the silver jewelry around your neck. "So pretty," he let go of it and brushed the side of your neck with his fingers and thumb on the other side.

     You couldn't help but feel butterflies in your stomach as he was teasing you like this, pushing the boundaries and pushing you at the same time. He finally pressed his hand into your neck, a gentle squeeze. Not hard enough to stop you from breathing, but hard enough to feel good. "Do you like my hand around your throat?" he whispered in your ear, pressing his chest on yours, pinning you against the wall with his hand and body. "You're so quiet, don't have anything to say to save yourself?"

     You gasped quietly, secretly, but not so subtly loving whatever Eren was doing with you right now. You avoided eye contact with him, you didn't want to see that stupid look on his face right now. He brushed yoru jaw with his thumb and moved his hand further up your face. "Look at me," he ordered you as he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him, forcing you to go through the painful process of making eye contact with him as he was melting your brain. He's never went so far before, but you knew that with your reaction to all of this, he won't be stopping any time soon. "You're so pathetic," he whispered to you, a smirk forming on his face. "You just like to be talked down on, don't you?" He shook your head, puckering your lips by the way he was holding your face now. "Not a thought inside that head, other than getting fu-" Eren was interrupted by the sound of the front door being unlocked. That same smirk he had got even bigger. He let go of your face, but leaned down to whisper in your ear. "I thought you were like that, but fuck," he chuckled, "I had no idea Armin's little sister was such a submissive little slut." He put distance between you and himself, just as Armin turned the corner to come inside the kitchen.

     He took one look at you, one look at Eren and then another at you. "Is everything okay?" he asks us, but neither me or Eren answer, both for different reasons. "Because each time you two are in the same room, you rip each other's heads off so it's hard to believe you're getting along."

     "Nope, we're good," Eren steps in to answer. "Right, princess? Tell your brother we're fine." Even in front of your brother he can't help himself, but you can't lie and say that Eren talking to you like this doesn't turn you on at all.

     "Yeah, we're fine," you answer Armin, but you were looking at Eren. Eren smiled at you and turned to leave the Kitchen, grabbing your brother as well. At least he got you out of this embarrassing situation.

     The moment you get back to your room, you close your door and press your back on it, allowing yourself to fall to the ground. "What the fuck..." you whisper to yourself, disbelief washing over you, a wave of shame and embarrassment overcoming you as you play what happened between you and Eren on a loop in your head. It was hot, like really hot, and the way he talked to you... You were starting to understand why so many girls want to fuck him, he definitely knows what he's doing. But one thing he told you stands out in particular. How you're submissive. You've had boyfriends before, but none of them any dominant tendancies, so the idea of you being submissive never occurred to you. What was Eren going to do about this now? Is he still going to tease you or did things get worse?

***

     A couple of weeks went by since you saw Eren. Saying that you were doing your best to avoid him was an understatment, but you know that it didn't matter how much you wanted to avoid him at all costs, he is still your brother's friend and he'd still come hang out with him here. Just like today.

     Every few weeks they gather here at your brother's and throw a small party, just enough for them and not anyone else outside the group. It's more like a group hangout with music, alcohol and weed, rather than a party. Normally, you'd say hi to everyone when they got here just to be nice, grab a drink and go back to your room, but you didn't step foot outside your door at all. They've been here for a couple of hours already, and boredome did start to get the best of you. You still can't decide if you were bored because you were all alone in your room or because you wanted to see Eren again, but you tried not to think about that too much.

     As you opened your bedroom door to finally step out, you bumped right into Eren's chest who was about to open your door. You looked up at him, the smell of alcohol and weed fresh on him, it was intoxicating, but you wanted more. "Eren," you said almost as a whisper, feeling your breath get stuck in your chest. Now you know, you definitely were bored because of him.

     "Hey there, little siren," he answered you, placing his hands on your shoulders and moving you backwards, away from the door so he can step in. "You've been avoiding me." Eren pointed out and closed the door with his leg, briefly taking his hand off of you so he can lock the door. Seeing him do that made you feel nervous, but also sent butterflies in your stomach. "Tell me why."

     That same intimidating feeling got to you again. He was so demanding, but also it was so hot to be bossed around by him like this. When you hesitated to answer, he turned you around so your back was against the door. "When I talk to you, " he said as he wrapped his fingers around your throat again, but this time he wasn't as careful as last time. "You answer me," he continued, tightening his grip on your neck. The first time he did it felt like he was just testing the waters, seeing how far I let him play with me, but this time he's taking what he wants. It was hard to breathe, but you loved it. Loved the control he had over you and loved how he made you submit just by existing, how he didn't need to do anything to you to prove just how easily he can mess with your mind. "So answer me. Why were you avoiding me?"

     The look on his face was pure lust. You knew exactly why he came to your room and it was definitely not to just have a chat. "You noticed I was," you answered him, even if it wasn't the answer he was looking for.

     Eren chuckled and let go of your neck, moving his fingers inside your hair. He gripped a fistful of your hair at the base of you scalp, getting a good grip on it without making it hurt too much  for you. "Yeah, I fucking noticed," he answered you as he tilted your head to the side, leaving your neck fully exposed to him. He pressed his lip on it -  one small kiss here, another one there, until he was sucking on one spot right below your ear. You felt your knees go weak, the pleasure from just kissing your neck was overwhelming you, but your neck has always been your most sensitive spot.

     "Eren, stop," you make a pathetic attempt at pushing him off, but all he did was grab your wrist and slam it above your head, now his lips on a different spot on your neck. "Eren, please, don't leave any marks, Armin will know." You sucked a breath in, almost losing control over how he laughed against your skin.

     "You sound so good when you beg, princess," he said to you, brushing his thumb over the two hickeys he left on your neck. "I'll mark you if I want, got it?" He informed you, a smile making its way on his face. "You tried so hard to avoid me just to let me do whatever I want to you now, huh?" He let go of your hair and grabbed your other wrist, putting it against the first one. "You've been thinking about me."

     "Think about you?" you let out a little laugh, but Eren saw right through it. "Please, don't be so full of yourself," you continued, this false act of confidence not even coming across as half believable.

     "I've been thinking about you," he said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. His right hand started roaming on your body. "How obedient and what a good girl you were for me that night," he moved his hand to your lower back, pulling you in closer to his body. "It's so hard to find such a submissive slut, you know that?" he let go of your wrists and dragged you to your desk, pushing the books and notebooks from it on the ground. "On the desk, now."

     You followed his orders in a heartbeat, taking a seat on your desk in front of him. "Have you really been thinking about me?" you ask him in a shy and quiet tone. Your cheeks were blushing a bright pink colour and you could feel just how wet you were. Eren was driving you insane and you couldn't help but fall deeper in the hole he dug for you.

     Eren grabbed your thighs and pulled you in closer to him, your ass right on the edge of the desk as he took a seat on your chair, right in front of you. "Fuck, you were the only thing o my mind, little siren," he pulled of your shorts, but leaving your panties on for you. "The way you were looking at me when my hand was around your throat," he rubbed your inner thigh, spreading your legs in the process. "How good it will feel when I finally get my hands on you and ruin you," he looked up at you and smirked. "How sweet you must taste," Eren grabbed your panties and threw them on the ground. The next thing you know, his tongue was pressed flat against your clit and he was holding you in place by having a strong grip on your thighs.

     He was talented with his mouth in ways you couldn't even describe. His tongue was working magic on your clit and two of his fingers were rubbing all the right spots inside your pussy. "Ah- fuck, Eren," you moaned out and ran your fingers through his hair to hold onto for support. You  started grinding your hips into his mouth, feeling yourself reach your orgasm. It's been so long since you've done this with someone and with how much Eren's been teasing you and the weeks of torment are a recipe for not lasting long at all.

     "Eren, please, " you whines, your mind starting to become fuzzy with pleasure. "I'm so close, please let me cum," your fingers were holding onto his hair like it was the only thing that can keep you alive. "Ah, Eren," you couldn't help yourself from moaning his name, it was just rolling off your tongue and the only thing on your mind. "Ah, please, please, I'm gonna-"

      Your high was cut short before it even happened. The moment those words left your mouth, Eren detached himself from your pussy and got up from the chair. You felt dizzy, you were right there, right there  and he just took it all from you. Your eyes got full of tears, not because you were sad, but because of the sheer amount of pleasure that was ripped away from you, your body doesn't seem to comprehend what you just went through. "Eren..." you spoke out in a shaky voice.

     "As hot as it was hearing you moan my name, " Eren said to you as he wiped his mouth and chin on his t-shirt. "You're not cumming anywhere other than my cock, got it?" You nodded your head and accepted it. All you wanted right now was to please him and nothing else.

     Eren picked you up like you weighted nothing and threw you on your bed. He was so strong, you didn't need to move a muscle in order for him to get whatever he wanted.

     "If I ever see you with anyone else," he started speaking to you as he took his shirt off and threw it on the ground, "I'll kill him." Those words sent butterflies to your stomach. You've never had someone say that to you, but you also didn't know what Eren was capable of. The unknown factor of this whole thing made things so much hotter for you.

     "I'm not yours, Eren," you answered him, pushing that posessivness of his even further. "I'm not your girlfriend and you didn't even kiss me," You ran your hands on his arms, feeling his muscles under your touch.

     "Is that how it works?" Before you could answer, Eren slammed his lips on yours, sealing the deal with a kiss just like you said. He was passionate and agressive, taking control of the kiss without hesitation and you letting him have control without fighting back.  "There," he said, grabbing your cheeks again and holding your face still. "You're fucking mine, little siren," he smirked, enjoying the sheer amount of lust in your eyes, all that lust only for him. "The moment you cum around my cock then I'll own you," you heard his belt buckling and his trousers hitting the floor.

     He grabbed his dick and rubbed it on your pussy, coating it in your juices and his silava. You could feel just how big he was with him rubbing himself on you. "Eren..." You said as you grabbed his arm.

     "I know baby," he reassured you, "I know I'm big, but you'll take it as a good girl, right?" He positioned his tip to your entrace, not pushing it in yet. "I'll make it fit, I'll make you scream for God," he pushed in the tip, getting the head in only. You were so wet and warm around him, you wrapped around his cock so good, it took a lot of effort not to cum inside of you in that moment.

     He started moving inside of you slowly, giving you a few minutes to get used to his size, but the moment that you started moaning instead of hissing and grunting in pain, there was no going back. He set up a fast and hard pace, knocking all your thoughts out of your head. You just felt so good, so warm, so wet, so tight. You wrapped around him like a glove, the pleasure was overwhelming both of you. The only things that could be heard in the room was the sound of the skin slapping against each other and both of you moaning, especially Eren. You never took him as the vocal one, but how would you be able to know any better? His moans sounded so sweet and  filled with pleasure. He was so loud, letting himself fall into all the pleasure he was feeling, allowing you to know just how good your body makes him feel, how he claimed you as his own and held to his words.

     "Eren," you moaned his name again, getting his attention to you.

     "Yeah, baby?" he answered you, picking up the pace he set earlier. His movements were erratic and desperate, he was chasing his high just as hard as you were chasing yours. When he noticed you couldn't form any sentence without mumbling and moaning, he knew exactly what you wanted to say. "You're gonna cum around my dick, baby?" he moved his left hand to your clit, rubbing it in order to help you go over the edge. "Let it go baby, i got you," he reassured you, whispering in your ear in between his moans and grunts of pleasure. "I got you," he repeated, feeling himself get to the edge.

     The next thing you know, your body felt like it was going to explode from the overwhelming amount of pleasure Eren gave you. The room was spinning and you felt as tears rolled down your cheeks. It all was so much, more than you've ever felt with any other partner you've ever had before. The moment you were done chasing your high, Eren did a few more thrusts before getting himself in as deep as he could as he also let go and chased his high. Your hands were on his cheeks, holding him as his  knees buckled, the pleasure overwhelming him as well.

     "So are we together now?"

     Eren looked at you and started laughing, pulling out from inside of you with a sharp breath. "Yes, princess. We are."

[deeply-unserious-fellow]

Something I don't like about a lot of Vox takes I see is that they tend to portray Vox as someone who's unpleasant to work with and has weird ideas about what partnership means when really... he's not? He's not and he doesn't. It's just that two of the most prominent interactions we've seen him have are with Valentino(who is a fucking NIGHTMARE to work with) and Alastor(a man he has undisclosed, deeply emotional history with). But everyone seems to discount his OTHER important relationship: Velvette. Which by all accounts, is INCREDIBLY normal.

Like, yeah, their first interaction opens with her yelling at him, but that's less about Vox himself and more about Valentino. As they keep talking throughout the first bit of the episode, she starts calming down, and they just seem to genuinely get along? She has every right to look upset during Stayed Gone because Vox is being really weird and she's nOT THE ONE WHO ACTIVELY ENCOURAGED HIM TO DO THIS SHIT(staring directly at Val rn), but even then during the meeting after Stayed Gone she does actually. Participate. Unlike s o m e people. Despite being on her phone the whole time(which is literally her job-), she actually pays attention and contributes real ideas! Which tbh she didn't have to do at ALL like she did not have to put up w/ Vox's bs in RKtVS the way she did. There's also their phone call during the overlord meeting which, while I definitely think Vel was playing it up to annoy Carmilla, still sounded like a conversation between two ppl who genuinely like and respect eachother!

No matter what you think their relationship is(romantic, platonic, etc...), Vox and Velvette seem to get along REALLY well(outside of Alastor-related incidents). Like, better than either of them do with literally anybody else in the show. Vox & Val do LIKE eachother, but I find whatever the fuck is going on beneath the after the battles & masterless cattles to be DEEPLY upsetting to think about for too long(ex; any of my other posts abt their relationship), and the only other interactions we've seen either Vox or Vel have are Stayed Gone & Respectless, which are literally just song battles. Both of their only interactions outside of the Vees have been song battles. Aw fuck I'm getting off topic... BACK TO THEIR RELATIONSHIP AS COLLEAGUES- okay uh basically, I don't think they would get along this well if Vox was a terrible person to work with(note I said WORK WITH. Hate that I need to specify this but I don't think Vox is a good person overall, just a good business partner). I think Velvette is generally a good bench mark for both Vox & Valentino's relationships with other characters because she's their equal, their friend, and isn't in a weird toxic relationship with either of them. Their interactions with her provide a window into how they just generally interact with people. And based off of their interactions, Vox seems to be actually pretty decent to work with when he isn't being Actively Provoked for shits and giggles or trying to sooth the tantrum of a man child. Also when he views you as an equal and doesn't own your soul that helps too.

Edit: Hiiiiiiii just here to say that now, in the light of day, I don't really agree with everything I've said in this post? I wrote it at midnight while like half asleep so my ability to consider the fact that. We barely know anything about either Vox or Velvette at this point in time. Was kind of impaired I think. Cuz we really don't. I do stand by everything I said about their relationship to EACHOTHER, and I stand by the idea that we should take that dynamic into consideration for character analysis more often, but everything else I'm a little iffy on and I just woke up like an hour ago so my brains still a little fuzzy & I can't explain exactly WHY I'm iffy on it, but just know that I think the conclusion I drew is a bit of a leap in logic at the very least and I recognize that now lol

[sweetbrier2908]

have you guys ever thought about how satan's personality is actually the combo of his 6 other brothers and somehow he's still unique in his own way and that somehow creates his charisma. just as i start making satan's moodboard and i start to realize man i love him so much it's hard to breathe.

i mean, he's like the most hard-working demon in the family, lucifer works because he has his responsibility and because he forces himself the perfect figure for the whole devildom and also because of diavolo the moment he realize no one watching him he immediately drop the whole responsible act; but satan works and studies and reads just because he loves doing things and learning. he never wastes a single opportunity to learn new thing. he loves art and beautiful things, just like asmo but at the same time, he doesn't care about his look, just like beel, and they both make asmo so mad because they seems like they can't realize how attractive they are. he loves to play pranks on lucifer with belphie but somehow he is also willing to take care for his brothers when they're wasted and constantly checked on lucifer when he lost his memory. he loves cooking for his family and even when his brothers make riddiculous request he still tries to satisfy them. he's maybe the most boring guy you've ever met, he's a nerd, he starts to talk like levi when he visits destinations from his favourite shows, he looks serious in his stundent id, and he's so intellectual and normal and you may or may not have already seen someone like him in your life. he's so normal, he has nothing stand out but his love for cat. his laptop is covered in cat stickers and he has a cat wallpaper on his devices. he's so normal. he acts normal unless when he's angry. he's decent. he's also popular. but at the same time, don't you guys find him adventurous? he loves trying new things, he meets people here and there and makes friend here and there. you will see him at some super fancy restaurant and you also see him on the bleachers of some sports game. he even manages to take his whole family to a film festival because of his connections. he learns new things everyday and he tries to experience as much as he can. he loves nature, he loves camping, he loves animal to the point he flooded the whole house with cats. he knows all the things about human world and stuffs but he's not allow to go there. i mean, satan character is just the combination of many factors and he's so normal but so adventurous and caring and i can picture him having a super peacful life until you figure out he used to go to war and maybe fighted with the dragons and owns a rich comany stuff like that.

he's just doing whatever he likes without caring about people's opinion and make him...like gosh...i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him.

p.s: one of my theory is that satan wasn't born from wrath (yes i know the devs confirmed that but wasn't lucifer so angry to the point he started a war and stripped out his wings because he loves his brothers and sisters so much he didn't want to see them hurt?) but actually he was born from the love lucifer has for his family so that's why you can see satan shares similarities with all of his brothers.

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"Fictional...?"

you're part of a fictional series the tmnt2k12 turtles watch

(THIS IS INSPIRED BY THAT ONE LMK POST WITH THE SAME CONECPT AS THIS!! CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR!!)

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[Leo]

this boy here is a space heroes fan (a super fan), and he's very open about it, so it would be no surprise that he'd be open to being a fan of your show.

he would binge watch the episodes that have you in it, or a you-centric episode constantly or whenever he's feeling down or demotivated.

no matter if it's an action series or a slice-of life series, you inspire him to become a better leader and example to his brothers.

you know that random feeling of motivation when you watch a study vlog or anything inspiring? he'd get that random burst of motivation to train while watching some episodes (in secret, of course).

his brothers, mainly raph, tease him for liking your show and talk about how childish it is(when in reality, they think its a decent series to watch).

no doubt this boy secretly makes 'x reader' fanfiction.

even if you're a side character or comdic relief, he still enjoys the scenes you're in and hyper analyze your traits and makes headcannons.

he'd sometimes use the episodes where there'd be mental health awareness as a guide to look out for signs in his brothers and friends so he can make sure they're okay ♡

he'll rant about your charcater the moment he hears anything related to you(or his headcannons), for example: your favorite colour, a word/phrase you use often, the style of clothing you wear etc.

[Donnie]

he is obsessed with your character.

considering with how obsessed he got with april (within seasons 1-3, i think), he'd have a chart or a notebook dedicated to you.

like, he'd have one whole notebook or chart listing the things you like, dislike, in between, headcannons, things the fandom agrees with, your style, etc.

he can't go about his day without thinking what you would do with him if you were real.

he loves your sass, jokes, and character development in the series (even if most watchers dont see the development at all).

this guy will drop everything at a second he sees merch of your character or a new season release.

he definitely thinks you're underrated in your own show and relates to some of the episodes a bit.

he definitely stayed up late to binge watch episodes instead of working on projects that can help them defeat the kraang.

if you can speak languages other than english, he'd go out of his way to learn said language because of you.

if you dont speak other languages, then he would try out (and love) your hobbies that he found boring at first.

[Raph]

casey had introduced your show to him and he'd rather die than admit that he liked it.

he'd secretly quote some of your underrated lines, and no one would notice (to his relief).

like leo, he'd get random bursts of motivation watching the episodes you're in.

he actually watches the whole series instead of skipping to the part you're in.

he enjoys the plot and your character, and he'd get giddy whenever he sees your character merch or your show's poster if he's patrolling.

he develops some of your habits yet no one pointed it out, until casey.

casey knew raph liked the show, and he'd never stopped teasing raph about it, occasionally ending up with bruises.

thankfully, casey keeps quiet about it.

he doesn't do things all out like donnie but enjoys your character.

his anger issues actually decrease when watching your show

he reacts very heavily to some of the plots like some arguments you had in the show, a betrayal by your trusted ones, you falling in love

like he'll want to scream at each of them(in a good and bad way)

[Mikey]

this man is obsessed.

any reference from your show, he's ranting to the first person he sees (leo is often a victim of this).

he doodles ur character on whatever space he can find. walls, tables, donnie's papers, receipts from april. that's right, he's doodling u

he daydreams. literally.

he'll create little fantasies (no nsfw stuff tho, that's gross) like what it'll be like when ur here in the real world or when u try his homemade pizza for the first time.

like raph, he is bound to squeal or grin whenever there are funny scenes

i feel like he's the type to go crazy whenever a single thought of u or ur show comes to his mind. he's on another level of hyper fixated

[maxwellatoms]

as a person on the inside of the animation industry, are there signs that we might be heading to another dark age of animation like the 1980s (e.g. animation is regulated to just glorified toy commercials or dark fantasy movies)?

"Kid Vid" regulations mean you can't advertise for stuff kids might buy from within a show anymore. Generally, you can't even have (say) Yogi Bear wearing a shirt with his best friend BooBoo's face on it as a gag, because "what if someone made that shirt one day?" Then it would be a retroactive ad, I guess? I'm not schooled in reverse-time law like studio lawyers, so I can't really say. Still, it's almost impossible to get even a fictional product into a kid's show these days, so I think the 1980s will probably stay in their timeline. At least in that way.

I do think a bit of a "Dark Age" is upon us, though. Maybe just a small one. Just a wee little snip of a Dark Age is all.

As far as I can glean, there are going to be precious few animated shows coming out over the next couple of years because not much was picked up during the pandemic. There are only a few things being developed here and there, and I'd wager that those properties "win" simply by existing in a competition-free environment. It takes a long time to produce animation, so almost anything greenlit right now is looking at a full year for turnaround. If you talk to people in the industry right now about jobs, they use words like "wastelend" and "ramen noodles".

Then you've got A.I., of course. The other night I was having dinner with a friend and I found myself in the A.I. conversation I always imagined myself having one day-- the one where we're talking with some immediacy about what the rest of our futures look like as artists, because we know they're not going to look the same ever again. It was pretty cool in a William Gibson sort of way, but I honestly didn't expect to be having that conversation for another decade. Turns out A.I. is becoming a problem right now.

I've already talked about the "art theft" angle, and that's not the problem I'm speaking about here. The problem I'm talking about is the "what do I do when what I do becomes trivial?" problem. If anyone can make a TV show or movie in a week or a day using AI assistance, who determines what gets seen? Networks, I'd imagine, would become redundant. You don't need to fork over $15 a month for Netflix if you can make Netflix-quality content yourself. And if you can't make anything decent even with A.I. assistance, surely someone on the internet can. There would be an incredible glut of content to choose from, so again... who decides what gets seen? An algorithm, probably. Who owns the algorithm?

Peak Dark Age will be the time period when the networks realize that they're going to die, and sink all of their resources into forcing their own survival on the rest of us. I imagine massive layoffs (you don't need multiple writers or artists or support staff when you've got the right tools.) Studios will want to own the tools (of course) and/or suppress the use of those tools by anyone who might want to cut into their profits. Expect to see "A.I. is just too dangerous for the public to utilize, so it needs to be left in the capable hands of corporations". Expect to see customizable Batmans, the ability to put your mom in any Star Wars, and the serialized fever-dreams of billionaires.

I think that's the next 5-10 years. And while that's happening, the tools will keep getting better and better until literally anyone can sit down, ask for an Oscar-worthy part-rom-com/part action movie starring a twenty-five year old Steve McQueen and and eighty year old Daniel Radcliffe rescuing Air Bud from the Death Star, and then watch the resulting film with some degree of satisfaction. There'll come a point when content of any visual, auditory, and written complexity can be generated on-the-fly, and the traditional limits of budgets and schedules will just be gone.

It's easy to spin off into fantasy and try to guess exactly what's coming. I could probably spin on that all day. But what I know is that the future of the animation industry won't look anything like what I've become accustomed to. And maybe that's okay because what I've become accustomed to looks nothing like the industry I started in. Things change, and you roll with the punches. Thanks to the self-fulfilling dystopian prophecy we find ourselves in, just about everyone on the planet is finding themselves rolling with the punches coming from the Powerful Greedy. That's less a "me problem" and more a planet-wide problem we should probably all sit down and hash out, like, yesterday.

My immediate problem as an artist (and yours if you're an artist too) is figuring out how to get your ideas seen in a world where the amount of entertainment content is exploding exponentially. Especially if you're the sort of artist who needs to eat and live somewhere.

So yeah, I think there's going to be just a little peppering of Dark Age coming up. But in every time of change, there are opportunities. Hey, I'm down for an animated Dark Fantasy movie. Let's do this!

[hezuart]

Btw have you seen Disney’s wish and if so what’s your review on it? And how would you Rewrite the story? To me it had interesting contact about your Wishes being a part of yourselves and without it you feel hollow but too bad it was written poorly. The “Villain” Magnifico kind of had the point of not all of the wishes are supposed to be granted Example “My Wish is to get a Rocket Launcher to aim that Talking Goat and the rest of This Freaking Kingdom!” With that said next is Asha! There is no reason for her to be “Adorkable” or “Quirky” we already have Princesses and Characters like that! let them have their own Personality Already!! One problem with Asha is she should have been Magnifico’s Apprentice for a long time in the start but instead of selecting her to Be His “Apprentice” throughout the Movie 🤦🏻‍♀️ and have you seen the Concept Arts?👀 Spoilers! King and Queen are supposed to be Evil Together! and The “Star” is supposed to be like a person or it? That comes from the stars? it would’ve been cool to named it “Stardust” instead of “star” the concept art looks so Amazing than the one we have now and Also No Comedy in this movie it’s to Boring and so as the Songs 😴 we’ve been ROBBED! (The Animation is Nice but I wouldn’t compare it to Spiderverse or TMNT or Puss in boots or The Bad Guys🤔) Anyways what do you think? I want to know your opinion, see you!🙋🏻‍♀️

I might write a review if I have time, but omygod Disney's Wish is SOOOOooooo bad. SO bad. The characters are flat, its nothing but forced in references to other Disney movies, the plot is boring, the songs have all this bravado and make them not catchy- the setting is supposed to be in the Mediterranean but all the animals are from the USA implying they are all invasive species brought over from the settlers of other countries- the comic relief characters aren't funny- the goat himself should be deleted he is so annoying- The star is like, ultimate magic. He made animals sentient, he can make things fly- he can change the size of things like a giant chicken- but he can't open a fcking roof? He can't grant people's wishes? He sort of implies he left that power to Asha, but she sucks at magic. She's the worst person to be handling it. The entire marketing campaign for this movie was about how the villain is "classic Disney". He's NOT???? He's just a narcissistic traumatized(?) control freak King. But then he touches a dark book of magic and now suddenly he's 100% evil and there's no going back for him. Even his wife implies that the book changed him, that the dark magic corrupted her husband beyond repair. The dark magic influenced his personality to make him darker, but he wasn't a legitimate true villain. Classic Disney villains have always been full of themselves. They always manipulated and abused people. They aren't afraid to hurt and kill people. They relish other people's suffering. This King is not like them. They were trying to make him sympathetic from the beginning with actual real reasons to control the kingdom as he does. They do a 180 on his personality. Dude fled from his previous homeland ravaged by war, and has been serving his kingdom for years, he's basically customer service and people can be demanding and needy. Asha herself takes the opportunity to try and weasel in her grandfather's wish through her apprenticeship application and the King is like "Yep. Here we go again."

But the way they show those reasons make his entire operation look stupid. They're like "Look how evil he is for not granting wishes because his judgment is slightly skewed. Look at how evil he is for not returning the wishes because he's------- idk, a control freak? Due to his trauma?" The concept art is definitely better than the final product. I feel like it would have been a decent movie with the original concept. But what annoys me the most is that Disney thinks this is a celebration of 100 years of Disney. It's not! They're only really celebrating the last decade of quirky flat characters, mostly 3D animation, and poor storytelling. The thing that makes me the most angry out of the whole movie? The wishes. The entire concept is nonsense. The bad guy claims that Asha's grandfather's wish is too dangerous to grant. The wish? He's singing to people. fcking WHAT. "I want to be an exclusive tailor." "I want to be a sailor!" "I want to sing to kids and inspire them-" THE PEOPLE OF ROSAS ARE SO STUPID.??????? THEY CAN ACHIEVE THOSE CAREERS ON THEIR OWN. THE KING OF ROSAS. IS A SORCERER.

We have TWO wishes that are actually physically impossible and magical. "I want to talk to birds!" "I want to fly!" ARE YOU TELLING ME. THAT NO ONE WANTS TO BECOME A FIRE-BREATHING DRAGON AT WILL? HAVE TELEKINESIS? BE A STRONG BODYBUILDER WHO CAN LIFT BUILDINGS? READ MINDS? SEE THE FUTURE? OWN A GIANT CHICKEN THAT GIVES GOLDEN EGGS? WISH TO BE A FAIRY TO CHANGE THEIR SIZE AT WILL?

THOSE. ARE ACTUAL DANGEROUS, UNACHIEVABLE WISHES WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU HAVE A WISH OF WANTING A CAREER AS A FARMER WHEN YOU COULD WISH TO HAVE TOTAL CONTROL OVER PLANT LIFE AT WILL? THE PEOPLE OF ROSAS ARE SO DUMB I CANT WITH THIS IM SORRY IM SO MAD AT THIS MOVIE And the wishes themselves like- people don't have the same wish forever. Someone in the crowd even asked, "Can we change our wish?" It's implied maybe they can even have more than one. They also straight up forget their wish when they give it up to the King? This whole thing feels like a weird metaphor for real life in a magical setting. It doesn't make sense to me.

One of my friends said they heard a theory that this entire movie is secretly a jab at Corporate Monopoly Disney, how they won't let anyone else be magical (monopoly), how they only choose 12 wishes a year to grant (Internships), and how the wishes they choose to grant are useless to the kingdom because anything else more creative or inspiring is a threat (regurgitated sequels, uninspired stories, boring formula) and how the ending is about defeating the "villain" (Disney) and moving on to try and achieve your dreams yourself (Form a Union, start your own businesses, take back animated media) and viewing the movie through THAT lens is actually incredibly metaphorically genius and made the movie less terrible for me, intentional or not But yeah anyway, Wish is bad. I keep telling people. Disney is so dumb. THIS is what people want for a Disney celebration: CROSSOVER. DISNEY CINEMATIC UNIVERSE. Disney will probably do it badly but I'm telling you, people have been wanting this for YEARS.

They did it with House of Mouse, they can do it again.

[cattamouche]

> my own interpretation of modern scara. ☄. *. ⋆

a/n: hello! I'm brand new here. writing on here has been something I've been wanting to do for a really long time so I finally created an account and put some thoughts together for my first post. it's not anything big, but it's something to get me started on here. hope u enjoy :')

✧ I know everyone likes him with an emo/goth style, but I think the elegant/pretty type of clothes he wears in game would translate over to real life quite well. Obviously he wouldn't wear the same exact clothes, but he would stick with a more elegant style rather than an emo one.

✧ He would definitely be the type of guy that has an extremely small amount of friends. I imagine him being very picky with the people he hangs out with, and despite him presenting himself as nicely as possible, his dismissive and uninterested attitude and personality would push most people away. It would be a miracle if anyone was willing to befriend him after that horrid first impression, but as long as he still has those close friends, he doesn't care about making new ones. He has a quality over quantity type of mindset for pretty much all things.

✧ Would take a while to get him to open up to you, but once you do break down those walls he's very sweet and caring. Loves his friends but is not good at showing it at all, gets embarrassed at the thought of outwardly showing his affection or appreciation for someone without the addition of a stupid remark. It's just not something he's used to, so serious affection would only be reserved for a potential partner- if he ever even managed to get to that point with someone anyway. It's hard for him, cut him some slack.

✧ As a student, I think he would take uni/college very seriously. He acts dismissive and uninterested in academics but he does put in a lot of work. You'll be miserable working with him in group projects because he'd be overly critical of your work and tell you to change things constantly, he's a perfectionist so putting up with him would be exhausting. He can be insufferable but by god will you get an A on your project. There's no way he's handing in a pile of shit with his name on it.

✧ In terms of hobbies and talents, I honestly think anything would suit him. I can imagine Ei being the type of parent to sign him up for any instrument lesson from an early age, piano, violin, chello, you name it, he has experience with a lot. Likes to play video games in his free time as well. I can't see him as the type of guy that's glued to his screen 24/7 but he's definitely spent a decent amount of his time on games. And his perfectionism doesn't just end at his studies, it applies to his hobbies too. He's the type of person that puts in a lot of effort to get all the achievements for his favorite games. Had various different consoles growing up. Has a preference for handhelds because he can take them anywhere and play a little something whenever he's bored.

✧ He's organized to a T. Of course, he does have those occasional days where his mental health is exceptionally bad, so that's the only time you'll see him a mess, and he gets extremely embarrassed about it. He cares a lot about his image, so anyone seeing him at his lowest would have to take the state they saw him in to the grave.

✧ He's a cat person. No one's surprised. He wouldn't have his own pets past those 2 goldfish he won at a fair when he was young, but when he sees strays on the street he will go out of his way to go to the nearest store and buy them some canned food. If he sees them often enough on his route, he will start carrying around little treats for them knowing he'll see them out and about. What do you mean going that specific direction is only slowing him down. No he's not going out of his way to see his little friends, it's a shortcut. You don't know what you're talking about.

Overall, in my eyes, he would just be a guy with a bit of spice. Someone that just has trouble making friends and keeping his attitude in check.

[sewmice]

Hai as a decently new utapri fan I wanted to ask your opinion on how new fans should get into utapri after finishing the anime. Should they play through the otomes games or maybe try listening to the Masterpiece shows instead?

Welcome to Utapri! I hope you're enjoying the ride so far! And as someone who has been here for 12 years, welcome to Utapri hell, this is your life now! (with love of course)

Since the Masterpiece shows are all alternate universes/acting, it doesn't technically matter? So the real question is, do you like the idol side or the romance side more? Idol side, go for the masterpiece shows. Romance go for the games. And honestly switch around as you please. Just get to SOME game knowledge at some point because that's where you really learn about the boys after all. Personally it's best to know at least a little from everything.

Also the next most important thing will be whether you know Japanese or not. Because currently the anime, movies, and Starish special are the only things available in English. So what you can enjoy is more limited. Shining Live was in English for it's lifespan, and has some archives out there. Live Emotion we can only hope will have an English version but we do not know currently.

Now my answer to assist gets real long so gonna put it under a cut for everyone's sanity.

If you know Japanese, absolutely go enjoy the otome games, all of which have updated ports on the Switch! The release order and thus suggested order would be Repeat, Amazing Aria and Sweet Serenade, Debut, All Star, and finally All Star After Secret. And one day we'll have Dolce Vita.

If you want Quartet Night, while you meet them in Debut, their routes start with All Star. Ringo and Ryuuya have routes in Sweet Serenade and All Star if you're looking for them. Mitsuo in Amazing Aria is well....you'll see.

If you don't know Japanese, I still suggest looking into the games, but your options are more limited. ShiningWonderland has a fantastic crew pushing out translations. They're working on Repeat for Starish and All Star for QN currently. Couple of the routes are finished for at least one ending and others seem to be nearing completion. But I can't speak for that team past that. They are all wonderful people though!

If you don't mind getting a shortened, not amazing experience. There are some old summaries floating around from Breadmasterlee. Those, plus some friends who could understand enough, were how I learned parts of the games back in the day. Not the preferred experience though.

You could also technically struggle your way through with like Google Lens translation? Definitely not recommended though.

As for the masterpiece shows, again if you know Japanese, just enjoy them. If you wanna know what order they released in, the sets were as follows: Masquerade Mirage, Tenka Muteki no Shinobimichi, and Joker Trap Bloody Shadows, Pirates of the Frontier, Every Buddy!, and Polaris Lost Alice, Trios, and The Forest of Lycoris Dreaming of OZ, Never Again Neverland, and Faust Last Cantata

I know that next to last set, the Shining Masterpiece Shows, have translations by Kanasmusings. You can also find translations for some other dramas there, and subtitles for a majority of the stage plays (you will need your own file or DVD/BD).

The most recent Dramatic Masterpiece Shows seem to be works in progress at the moment. I know utapri-translations-uuuu is working on Heavens! And the CDs can be found in my masterlist.

The older ones I don't know off the top of my head if translations exist at all.

There are also Discord servers amongst the community, some public and some private, with resources and amazing people. But I'm not sure on how appropriate it would be to post the public ones. They don't allow piracy so as much as I push buying legally, uh, understandably linking from my blog publicly feels wrong. You can very likely find said discords via the Twitter fandom. Or talk to me in DMs.

This is a lot of info I know. Trying to cover as many bases as I can off the top of my head! Enjoy Utapri!

[basofy]

i hope when the lisa definitive edition releases old and new players start to see the party members as not only a fun mechanic to progress in the game but also as their second purpose (specified even in their gang page)

which is to tell how different the people of olathe are from eachother from good to neutral to bad.

all of the party members got their own personalities, points of view and goals, which i've always been appreciative of because it makes them all feel like they're their own person and it shows that they're not going to think exactly like you just because they're on your side.

so some of them can be assholes that despise brad for different reasons and are even creepy to buddy and others can just be neutral on the whole thing or don't care about brad but don't hate him and there are others who are nice people who just want someone to hang out and get attached to brad and it pains them to betray him at the end. some of them even got someone they care about too the same way brad cares for buddy.

and all of this is made just so you don't see them only as tools, they are written this way to show you what the people of olathe are like from a closer perspective. the only other way to do this would be using npcs which would go more overlooked, and it already IS overlooked by players

becuz over time i've seen toooo many fans who speak as if absolutely every man in olathe is an asshole and a pedo, which is why they congratulate tooley too much just for being decent to buddy. i like him but you give him too much credit for something other characters do as well.

and they talk like these are just 'olathe standards' and like it's okay for this game when No, this game condemns this type of behavior at all times and it makes it very clear. it's not normal, it's just common

i mean was terry a creep towards buddy??? bo?? carp?? shocklord? birdie? nern? olan? the warlords??? and more characters and there are even npcs who deeply question the stuff going on around buddy or are simply not interested in her

and then i see takes such as "maybe x character is gay becuz they don't seem interested in buddy". pal i can think of a million better reasons to consider a character gay (sometimes no reason at all, have fun). (also again, TOOLEY. i mean he was seen at the beehive, isn't that a better reason to think he's gay??)

you don't need to be a pedo and a rapist to be attracted to women, and it's crazy how little the concept of consent matters to some people, because this isn't the only time i've seen this type of thinking over a piece of media.

this is a way of thinking that comes from people who got into lisa for the fun battles and do not understand the story, and it's sorta okay, it's fine if the battles are your favorite thing or if you're not that fond of emotional stories, but you can't ignore this part of the game, to do that you better just play something else, because my problem is that when you try to explain the emotional matters of lisa's story they never want to listen; they preffer living in their little bubble of misinterpreting everything. (like the amount of times i've tried explaining to other fans why lisa isn't worst than her goddamn dad and it's like talking to a wall) like damn, i love the battles too but i can perfectly have both things yknow.

anyway just my silly little thoughs that have been going thru my mind these past weeks, i take this game too seriously but i also feel like it's dumb not to because that's what it wants you to do.

hope things go well when the definitive edition drops and that everyone enjoys it 8)

[xxghostly-emo-writerxx]

What they are like in a relationship

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part 2

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Characters: Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Shinsou

Story type: Headcanon

Reader: G/N! Reader

Warnings: fluff, PDA , and  possibly minor spoilers

A/N~ Hi it's ghost this one is just the heros in training I am planning to make four more, the LOV, pro heros, The big three and the girls, ANYWAYS I hope you enjoy. ^^

💥🧨Bakugou

♡This man is a full on tsundere and we all know it, but he would most definitely spoil you although he would bevery subtle about it like leaving a small present on your desk or a little note.

♡Now Bakugou is not for PDA  he would probably say something like "Those people need to get a damn room " though he would hold your hand, just no kisses.

♡ The pet names he would call you would be "Dumbass ", "Idiot ", "Babe ", and "dork " and of course he means it in a loving way just he likes to tease you, if you tell him that you don't like him calling you that he'll stop and come up with some cute ones.

♡Though Bakugou isn't big on PDA that doesn't mean he doesn't love cuddling with you, as long as the both of you are alone he'll give you all the cuddles in the world, and if you don't give him cuddles for a while he will pout, but if you ask him if he likes cuddles he will deny it immediately.

♡Bakugou gets jealous very damn easily though he may deny it sometimes, but other times he'll just confront the person talking to you and tell them to back the hell up and that you are his.

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💚🥦Midoriya

♡ This baby bean is very shy when it comes to romantic stuff but he would try his best to spoil you, he would probably ask one of the girls in the class what he should get you, but on his own he would probably give you flowers or some sweet treats Inko baked.

♡ As we all know Izuku is very shy so he would most likely just hold your hand or give you a quick hug, but if it was a special occasion he would give give you a quick kiss but right after he'd probably just be apologizing.

♡ the pet names he would give you would probably be stuff like "Honey ", "Angel ", or "Sweetheart " just some cute a simple nicknames.

♡ Izuku is definitely a fan of cuddles just the thought of having you in his arms makes him smile like a three year old on Christmas morning, he'll discreetly ask for cuddles like he'll call you in the middle of the night saying "Honey, can you come over I can't sleep ".

♡ Izuku tends to get kinda overprotective when he gets jealous, but he's really nice about it he'll just pull you away from who ever your talking to.

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🔥🧊Todoroki

♡ This man would absolutely spoil you no doubt about it, he would take all of endeavors credit cards and probably spend all the money on you he would be buying fresh flowers for you every week, and leaving you sweet little notes on your desk.

♡ Shoto love showing everybody that he has a stunning human being for a partner so he'll hold your hand hug you and kiss you in public but if you tell him not to he'll fully understand and and stop.

♡ The pet names Shoto would give you would be something like these "Darling ", or "Baby " he keeps the names short, sweet and simple straight to the point though he might throw some random ones out there.

♡ Shoto Todoroki is the biggest cuddle bug after finding out what cuddling is he'll be asking you daily if you could cuddle with him, If you tell him you can't he'll pout and a turn into a huge brat about and say stuff like "Baby please,  you can do that later " or "Pay attention to me y/n, come on ".

♡ Now Shoto get jealous easily but hides it decently well say for example, you get carried away talking to Fuyumi talking about whatever it is but Shoto would pop up out of nowhere and hug you from behind resting his head on your shoulder, he would be trying to pry you away just so he could have you to himself.

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🦈🪨kirishima

♡ This human rock most definitely spoils you, Eijiro would stop by a breakfast shop on his morning runs just so he can see your face in the morning and to make sure you eat , he would leave little notes on your desk just to tell you how much you mean to him

♡ Eijiro is kinda big on PDA loves hugging kissing and holding your hand in public to prove he has the "Manliest" partner .

♡ The pet name kiri would give you would most likely be stuff like "Pebble ",  "Boulder ", or "Jewel " and of course it's rock related.

♡ Yes, Kiri adores cuddling with you physical touch is his love language just cuddling you after a long day, he would definitely make a pillow fort for the both of you just a bunch of pillows and blankets.

♡Kiri doesn't get that jealous that often but when he does he tends to be really possessive just pulling you away from any person somewhat flirting with you.

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⚡️🔌Kaminari

♡ Pikachu here doesn't spoil you as much as the others but he will every once in a while by giving you a bunch of snacks and sweet treats or leaving little letters saying how much he loves you.

♡ Denki is kinda big on PDA just loves kissing hugging and holding your hands in public he loves you too much to care what people think you mean the world to him and he'll prove it but of course if you don't like PDA he understands.

♡ The pet names kami would give you would be "Jolteon ", "Babe ",or "Cutie-patootie " he would mainly give you a bunch of dorky nicknames.

♡ Kaminari love cuddling with you just snuggling up to you is the best feeling to him just the warmth of your body makes him smile but the main reason he loves cuddling with you is because he can hear your heartbeat.

♡ Now denki doesn't really get jealous he's really loose, he knows you hot as hell so he understands if people would flirt with you but if someone whent a little too far he'll just tell them to just back off a bit.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

💜🐈Shinso

♡ Shinso only really spoils you on special occasions, but when that happens he goes all out with a nice dinner, flowers, a sweet letter, some sweet treats, ect.

♡ Hitoshi isn't really big for PDA he'll most just hold your hand nothing more to be honest.

♡ The pet names he would give you would be "Kitten ", "Kitty ", "Honey ", or "Baby " just some cute and simple nicknames for you.

♡ Now Shinso may not be big on PDA but man does he love cuddling any chance he'll get he will cuddle you, cuddling with you at the end of the day us the only thing that helps this sleepy boy fall asleep after a long day of school and hero training.

♡ Sleepy boi over here doesn't get jealous easily, but when he does it's the one time he'll use his quirk on a normal person and pretty much just tell them to go away.

Hi I hope you enjoyed reading this now please remember to go drink some water and eat a quick snack go take care of yourself anyways have a good day/night ~Ghost

[cairavende]

Worm Arc 13 thoughts:

Everything is fine, everyone is doing great, but Brian might need to use some vacation days. Just, I dunno, something tells me the dude might benefit from a short break.

We start right off with Taylor refusing to admit she kicked Mannequin's ass, even though all of her allies and all of his allies both agree she did. Which is my daughter 101. I wish she could love herself a little more.

Lisa got her game. It might not be perfect but I think it was well done by her. It still gives them more structure to work with, and more ways to fight back. As this arc shows.

Aisha is way to fucking reckless. I mean I feel for her I really do, but god damn girl. Sometimes your teammates are right! Even if your brother can be a bit of a dick about it.

General note, I absolutely love how Wildbow wrote stuff around Aisha using her power. Just every bit of it. It is very good. I have legit multiple times during this went "Oh fuck I forgot about IMP!" and that is perfect.

Mannequin kills Lucy, so he goes from being on my shit list to being on my super shit list. I'm going to be sad if I never get to see him die.

If Bentley had died I would have burned the world down. So luckily that didn't happen.

Sucks that Mannequin also killed some of Skitter's people. And that he ended up living in the end. But it was fun to watch him get his ass kicked a second time and have to get saved by Burnscar.

I fucking LOVE Genesis. I'm so glad we get to see more of her. Her power is so much fun.

WOLFSPIDER! Taylor bonding with Bitch over trauma. Taylor basically thinking you want someone to tell you want to do. And then “You had me at no holds barred"! AHHHH! Murder lesbians. Go fuck them up girls.

Skitter had a pretty decent plan for attacking the Nine, all things considered. Very good use of their strengths and the abilities they had on hand. But she did make one major mistake. Well, to be fair everyone involved did. And that was having Trickster be the only sniper. They should have brought a few of Coil's troops. Even one more half competent sniper and they would have killed one of the Nine in that first attack. If they had brought Coil's Sniper? 2 of the Nine dead minimum, maybe 3.

Also, the mannequins for Trickster to swap people with were very clever. Though they could have prevented Brian getting captured if they had brought 1 more. And you don't even need a good sniper with those. Point a gun at the head of a mannequin. Swap and shoot at basically the same moment. Bullet hits them before they even know they've swapped and you can't miss. But still, they did pretty good.

I mean maybe not from Grue's PoV, but whatever. He didn't die! He's fine.

Cherish getting absolutely fucking DESTROYED by Tattletale! Oh god it was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. Cherish tries to get into Tattletales head and Tattletale is just constantly 10 steps ahead and just gaaahhh! Fuck I love it. I would read 100 chapters that was just Tattletale fucking with people like that.

The setup Skitter used to talk to the Protectorate was so fucking cool. Full blown mimicking human speech with only bugs?! She's amplified her words before, but never had the bugs speak entirely on their own. Just the most badass thing. The thing that makes everyone remember you! Swarm of bugs shows up at the superhero base, takes the shape of a person and starts talking with bug sounds, saying "oh hey we just kicked the fuck out of the Nine and captured two of them, wanna actually be heroes and help us finish this?" God damn.

Also Trickster getting through a locked door by teleporting the lock away was very neat.

Of course the heroes don't help. Miss Militia and her "We can handle that on our own, with more calculation and less recklessness." Really? Are you really going to have less recklessness? Cause I've read the interlude. But more on that later.

HOLY FUCK IT SUCKS TO BE BRIAN! I mean, he got better. But still!

I knew my daughter wasn't going to die. I knew her two girlfriends weren't going to die. I was pretty sure Imp and Grue weren't going to die (I wasn't sure how Grue was living but it seemed likely) but even with all that I was kinda panicking during the whole Bonesaw thing.

SECOND TRIGGER EVENT! SECOND TRIGGER EVENTS CONFIRMED! FUCK YES! I'M SO SORRY THAT HAD TO HAPPEN TO YOU BRIAN BUT THAT WAS SO COOL!

Fucking power thief! So much possibility here!

Siberian a projection confirmed. I mean basically confirmed. Confirmed enough for me. Like sure the details aren't revealed and such, but they are totally some form of projection. (I don't list my predictions on here usually so everyone will just have to trust me when I say I guessed Siberian was a projection in arc 11 or 12.)

Also saw some (I assume) other alternate earths in that trigger event, which is neat. I'm sure they'll never come up again.

Skitter sending a note to the Protectorate that was basically "We killed one and injured another, you are a bunch of cowards that suck, fuck you!" was wonderful.

I am very sad for Doll Lesbian and I hope someone can help her! She needs care in this trying time. Cause I love her and she is so cool and it isn't fair that shitty things are happening to her.

"It isn't fair that shitty things are happening to her" is like, 85% of Worm I'm pretty sure though, so I'll probably just have to deal.

Lisa put a blanket on Taylor when she fell asleep. GAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

Interlude 1 - Aisha's mother sucks. I'm so sorry for the poor girl. Aisha also makes very bad choices. She got so fucking lucky she got away from the Nine the first time and then just went and got herself caught anyway! The fact that her power is passive and she has to work to turn it off sure fucking sucks though.

Interlude 2 - Hey Miss Militia, remember how I said I was going to get back to the "more calculation and less recklessness"? Cause we're back to that. Piggot is planning on dropping WHITE PHOSPHOROUS on part of a city! And then dropping a bunch of bombs made by a dangerous supervillain! Bombs that no one knows exactly what they do! How is that "less recklessness"? Also the PRT is just horribly run. God damn Piggot shouldn't have to be requesting stuff from other offices directly, they should have a central admin that manages reallocation of resources in situations like this. And they should have a full system of teams setup that aren't attached to a city, but instead deploy where they are needed! The government already has systems like this for disaster response and stuff. And between Endbringers and the Nine and other stuff the PRT knows that sometimes certain locations need more support. Terribly managed, badly run, they need better admin staff. They need people that know how to use a god damn spreadsheet. I have a lot more to say about Piggot and her plan but I feel like I'll get some chances to comment on it in Arc 14.

[undreaming-fanfiction]

The Least We Could Do

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Wayne Munson rarely visited graveyards.

It wasn't just that he didn't have any family he cared for nearby - his parents were long gone and even before then, they were way too preoccupied with keeping their other son in line than to spare a single glance for the one who actually lived a decent life - but he also didn't really get the whole graveyards as a place of comfort thing. His personal philosophy was that what happens after you die is that you're dead, plain and simple. Sitting at graves, bringing flowers or whatever didn't make much sense - the dead don't answer even if they wanted to and Wayne was way too busy to keep the worms nibbling on his relatives company. If that sounded too harsh, well, sorry, but not really. Wayne had always been a pragmatic man, no time for mushy or spiritual stuff.

At least that's what he'd believed before he buried is only nephew.

Eddie had always been a troublemaker, but Wayne loved him more than anything, anyone. Ever since he knocked on his door, barely a teen, a horrendous buzz cut on his head and hitting that unsightly growth spurt when he looked more like an antelope than a human being, Wayne saw what so many in Hawkins chose to ignore - that Eddie, Eddie who'd always had so little, wanted nothing more than to give to the world. Give his music, even if Wayne's eye corner twitched whenever Eddie sat down to tune his guitar, a safe space for kids like himself, stories, hope...no matter how long Eddie would take to graduate, Wayne knew he'd go far, that his future was bright, even if Eddie himself didn't believe it.

And then he was gone. Only that guitar pick, the very thing that Wayne gave him after his first concert at the Hideout, remained. That and an empty grave in Hawkins. And Wayne Munson found himself rethinking his stance on graveyards.

See, talking to worms might have been stupid, but at least you were absolutely sure where your loved ones were. Because in 1986, after the whole world went to shit, Wayne lost his home, Hawkins was torn to shreds, religious mobs were running left and right and Eddie was suddenly a murder suspect, a satanic cult leader and...gone. Just gone. And the worst part was - Wayne couldn't even blame anyone. There was no justice to be served, no culprit. The kid who pointed his finger at Eddie and persuaded the whole town that his dorky nephew was the devil's incarnate? He was found in two pieces after the earthquake and it didn't matter who Wayne talked to, the whole town was persuaded that Eddie was the sole reason for all their plight. And if there was someone who doubted this whole shit show...well, they had to learn to keep their head low. Lynching seemed like the next logical step for the town. 

Maybe it would have been different if he could actually talk to someone about missing Eddie, about his loss, but that was the thing - the accusations made it impossible for him to grieve. Hell, some people would have liked to call it illegal. "How dare you grieve for the person who caused this all? How dare you shed tears for someone who worshipped Satan and plunged this whole town into doom?" And of course... "How didn't you see this coming? How did you allow him to do all of this under your own roof?" It didn't matter how many times he repeated himself. The dead can't speak for themselves and Wayne's voice didn't carry any weight in Hawkins.

And so Wayne found himself going to the graveyard way more often than he'd ever imagined. He'd sit down with Eddie, well, with his headstone, he felt stupid even paying for the empty grave but not having one felt wrong, and he'd tell his boy about what was happening in the town, how many more they'd lost. How one day, the ground stopped burning and emitting smoke, just like that. How life slowly started returning to Hawkins. But most of all, he just said "sorry" a lot. Sorry for not being there, sorry for failing you, son. Sorry for being so weak that I can't even get your name cleared.

At least there was a small blessing in all of this - with all the tension and name "Munson" being spat out as a curse, Wayne thought that his new trailer would get egged, vandalized or even destroyed, and so would Eddie's headstone. But apart from the one instance when he had to scrub permanent markers off the cool stone, there wasn't anything. Of course there were dirty looks and uttered curses, but no hate letters, no more scribbled occult symbols next to Eddie's name and dates of birth and death.

Wayne Munson learned this was no coincidence in late September 1986.

He made his way to the grave at sunset, before he had to start his shift at the plant. He rarely had any appetite these days, could stomach almost no food, but an energy drink had some calories and maybe a vitamin here and there, so that had to do. Grasping the can, he walked towards the edge of the graveyard where Eddie's headstone sat alone, separated from the others. But before he could greet Eddie, sit down with him and tell him about his day, he noticed rustling behind him. Wayne had heard his share of menacing sounds back in Vietnam and he knew right away - this one wasn't supposed to be an ambush. It was intentionally loud.

"I thought you were smart enough not to come back, but I guess stupidity is the standard for this town, huh?"

Wayne's fingers gripped the can so tightly his knuckles turned white. Not today, next to his nephew's empty grave for fuck's sake. He spun around and for the first time in what felt like forever, he straightened his spine. He might have been old, but his height was enough to scare most people off. "The fuck did you say to me, boy?"

He expected many things. A group of bullies from Eddie's old school, even some self-appointed vigilantes coming at him. What he didn't expect was to see the rich kid fallen from grace, Steve Harrington, grasping a bat full of nails and glaring at him with pure hatred. For a second, at least. Then his eyes grew wide and he blinked in confusion. "Oh. Mr. Munson. Shit, I'm so...so sorry, sir. I didn't...I didn't see you properly against the sun and I just thought..."

"You thought?" Wayne relaxed his posture but still eyed the Harrington kid warily. He knew he kept the good kid, Henderson, company, but that didn't mean anything in Wayne's book. People could be assholes and still have good people as friends.

Steve pointed the monstrous bat towards Wayne. Ah, not Wayne, but more specifically his hand. "Um. I saw you carrying that can and I...you see, we've had some...attempts here. At vandalizing Eddie's...yeah. So when I saw someone walking towards the grave with a can, I kind of...I'm so, so sorry sir. I didn't mean to intrude on your time with Eddie, I'll just..." He started walking backwards, moving towards the large tree close to Eddie's supposed resting place.

Wayne watched him as he sank down onto a blanket in the shadow of the tree, pulling the bat closer. At least that explained why Wayne hadn't seen him before, if it wasn't for the occasional glint of the nails or of Steve's eyes in the light of the setting sun, he would have been nearly invisible to the naked eye. No matter how disturbing the sight was, Wayne had to admire the strategic positioning. As if the kid saw some real fights. Or worse.

Curiosity overtook him and instead of doing what he came here for, he found himself walking towards Harrington's hiding spot. "You've been...uh. Keepin' an eye on things?" You've been keeping an eye on my boy?

Steve nodded and as Wayne entered the shadow, he could make out more details. The deep circles under Harrington's eyes, the sluggishness of his moves. The half-eaten sandwich, thermos flask that still smelled like black coffee. The cleaning kit tucked next to the trunk of the tree. "Yes, sir," he answered and shook his head, as if he were trying to keep himself awake. "Not always successfully, but...I'm here."

"Well, shit." Crouching down, he got down to Steve's level, kneeling awkwardly on the crumpled blanket. "I guess I have you to thank for Eddie's grave stayin' in such a good shape? I expected way more...anger from the lovely townsfolk towards it," he admitted, bitterness creeping into his voice. "But after seeing you and that," he pointed towards the terrifying weapon, "can't say I'm surprised anymore. Grateful, sure, but not surprised."

The boy gave Wayne a small smile and moved to the side to let him lean against the tree as well. Wayne cracked open the energy drink and took a sip. Disgusting, but probably energizing.

"It's not just me," Steve admitted, chewing on his lip. "But I'm here the most often, I guess. Hop - the police chief, he's been helping a lot, but he can only do so much. Protecting the kids from Eddie's club, mostly. Keeping an eye on this whole mess. Watching over a grave isn't his highest priority and I guess I can't blame him, but...it seemed wrong, you know?" He turned towards Wayne, his eyes begging for understanding. "It didn't seem fair for Eddie to lose a single more thing. I can't make them understand, but I sure can make them leave this place alone."

Sitting in the shadow allowed Wayne to notice even more and he almost choked out a sob when he saw a small travel pillow next to the boy. "You...you sleep here?" he whispered. To think someone would go this far for his boy...

Steve chuckled. "Well, sleep...most nights I don't sleep anyway, so. And my parents are never home, so I'm the best guy for this. No one comes looking for me. And I have the most flexibility since I'm out of school and not on my way to college. I usually have help, they take over when I have a shift at work. There aren't many of us, but...we do what we think is right."

It took Wayne a while to respond, to get his breathing under control. He'd felt so alone in this cruel town, he'd never even entertained the possibility of someone missing Eddie so much, protecting him in death where they couldn't do so in life. "I...I appreciate it," he muttered, his voice cracking on the last syllable. "A lot. Just please...don't overdo it. Stay safe." The images of the town's mob were still too fresh in Wayne's mind and no matter how intimidating Steve was with his bat, there was only so much he could do. Reaching out, he grasped Steve's shoulder. "I mean it, son. If there are too many of them, if you're tired, if...if life gets in the way. You've done enough. They can't hurt Eddie anymore, but they sure can hurt you."

It was difficult to read Steve's face as it was becoming more dark, but the smile on his face didn't seem right. Maybe some other day Wayne would have pushed and prodded, made sure at least some young people in Hawkins would live their lives as they should, but the ground was cold, Eddie's grave was almost magically illuminated by the sunset and Wayne was hit, not for the first and not for the last time, by the realization that he didn't know what had happened to Eddie and that he never might.

"I hope..." Steve started, then shook his head again. Keeping himself sharp, alert. "I hope to believe that one day, sir. That I've done enough. Because it sure doesn't feel like it." Wayne had a feeling he wasn't talking to him, not fully anyway. "But...thank you. I will think about what you said, if that day ever happens."

"Not sir. Wayne." The confusion on Steve's face seemed almost comical, if the moment wasn't so somber. But he didn't hesitate before accepting the offered hand, shaking it. "Pretty sure with the watch you've been keepin' over Eddie's grave, you've earned the first name basis."

And look, maybe he was just growing old and sentimental, but the way Steve's face relaxed made that strained smile seem more genuine, even if that handsome face seemed much older than it should have been. "Wayne," Steve repeated and let go of his hand after a firm, solid handshake. "That will take some getting used to, but I appreciate it, si-Wayne. I'm Steve, Steve Harrington. Which...you probably already knew, but. To complete the introduction and all."

Wayne found himself slightly chuckling too, the feeling strange and foreign in his chest. It was still too early for any sort of healing, but maybe acceptance was a way to go. At least for now. "Pleasure meetin' you, Steve. Now," he grunted as he pushed himself off the ground, "I need to tell my boy a few things before I head to work. Stay safe, Steve. The nights are gettin' chilly."

He felt Steve's gaze on his back as he sat with Eddie, drank the rest of his energy drink and told the cold headstone that it was a testament to what a wonderful person Eddie was, the lengths his friends were willing to go to. He still said sorry, he didn't think he'd ever stop. But it was just once this time, so maybe he was getting better. He waved at Steve as his watch announced it was time to leave for his shift, taking careful, measured steps to his car.

The morning after work, he stopped at the graveyard again. He grabbed two not so completely disgusting and on top of that, still hot coffees on his way, thinking that maybe he was expecting too much. But no, as he made his way up the grassy slope, he saw Steve's familiar frame slumped against the tree trunk. Even with his quiet steps, Steve stirred from his sleep and instinctively grasped the bat tighter, squinting as he searched for an intruder.

Wayne wiggled the coffee cups at him. "Mornin'. Coffee?"

He worried for a second that Steve would refuse, out of perceived obligation or politeness, but the cool night and lack of sleep must have been stronger. "God, yes please," he groaned and moved to the side so Wayne could join him again. He wrapped his fingers around the warm cup as if it was a priceless treasure. "Thank you, Wayne."

"That's the least I could do, Steve."

They sipped their coffees together and talked. The conversation flowed easily, Steve recalled how in early summer, when his night watches started, a very curious squirrel landed on his head during the night and he almost hit himself with the bat to get rid of it. They gradually moved to discussing Eddie, what he was like, how much joy he'd brought into Wayne's life. Steve was  craving any and all pieces of information, no matter how tiny, and Wayne would have liked to know why, why a dead boy mattered to this living one so much, but perhaps it wasn't important. Or perhaps he had a hunch, one that wasn't his to voice.

Wayne was chuckling at the end, telling Steve how Eddie had tried to hide that he started smoking and when Wayne walked in on him, he stuffed the still burning cigarette into his pillow case. They managed to stop the fire before it spread and from then on, the Munson household rule number one was: "smoking is allowed, arson is not." Talking to Steve was easy, natural, and Wayne was almost annoyed when a curly haired girl interrupted them. She too had a bunch of gear slung over her shoulder - he could see a water bottle, a bunch of textbooks and a blanket of her own.

"Mr. Munson?" she said, but it wasn't really a question, she seemed like the kind of person who didn't ask, she had known before and only sought to verify the correctness of her answers. "I'm Nancy Wheeler, sir. I assume you've already talked to Steve about what we do here, so...I am here to take over."

Wayne nodded and offered his hand to shake. "I appreciate what you've been doing for my Eddie, Ms. Wheeler. All of you."

The bitterness in the curve of her lips was impossible to miss, so similar to Steve's, but she still kept her pleasant demeanor. "It's the least we could do, sir." And of course, the not-sir-but-Wayne lecture followed, Steve smirking quietly at Nancy's confusion.

When that had been settled, Nancy turned to Steve and exchanged a few words with him - "any attempts during the night?" and an update on the other teams, whatever that meant. Wayne only caught "everything under control," "still discussing with Hopper" and more disconcertingly, "all clear with the Munson mail." They arranged their shift schedule, someone named Robin would take over in the afternoon - Wayne thought he might have seen her in the relief center and she seemed equally clumsy and manic, but if she had Steve and Nancy's trust, she also had Wayne's. Probably. He was still trying to get used to this there are people guarding Eddie's grave with weapons and sleeping in the graveyard concept.

Eventually, Steve packed his duffel bag and headed to his car, saying goodbye to Nancy. He also tried to say so to Wayne, but he decided to join him and finally catch some sleep before he'd have to head to work again. "Leavin' the lady defenseless?" he joked, pointing at the spiked bat Steve still had in his hand.

For the first time, he saw Steve actually laugh out loud, not in a measured or nostalgic way, but an uncontrolled snorting sound. "Nancy? Defenseless?" he wheezed out and wiped at his eyes. "Wayne, please turn around and look at what she's doing now."

Wayne did. Up on the hill, next to the tree where his boy's spirit was laid to rest, was a preppy young girl wearing a floral dress and a pastel sweater, removing a set of textbooks from her bag. Just as those had hit the blanket under her, she picked up a gun and checked its safety. Then she reached into a side pocket and started counting ammo magazines. "Oh," Wayne said.

"Oh," repeated Steve and, hesitating only for a split second, patted Wayne on the shoulder. "Don't worry about her. She's more than capable of taking care of troublemakers. And," he added, smiling with a tinge of sadness, "she said she actually enjoys being here. It's calm enough to help her study. She even said Eddie's the best study partner she's ever had. Sometimes she explains things to him, you know. Concepts she struggles with. It might not be exactly Eddie's cup of tea, but...he's not alone."

Wayne Munson might not have been a hugger, he might have not been big on all the stuff with emotions, but what was he supposed to do, not hug the boy and not thank him again and again until they really had to leave before Nancy got suspicious? Not a chance.

September rolls into October, then November, and Wayne has found a new routine for himself.

He gets ready for work and stops at the graveyard. It's way too cold now, but Steve still keeps the nightly watch, staying in his car and glaring at anyone who dares approach the graveyard. Wayne always brings a thermos flask with coffee, welcomed with so much gratitude it makes him embarrassed ("it's just coffee, son, and a shitty one on top of that," he says, but it doesn't matter, it never matters to Steve), chats with the boy for a bit and the heads to his shift. On his way back, he stops by the graveyard to check on Steve and Eddie both. Sometimes he wakes Steve up by gentle tapping on his window. They wait together before someone takes over his watch, sometimes Nancy, sometimes Robin, there's even the Byers kid, Jonathan, and a definitely stoned young man whose hair could rival Eddie's.

Wayne learns that there haven't been any recent attempts, only a single one on Halloween ("let's decorate the freak's grave" they'd said, but Jonathan's friend Argyle managed to hit one of them right in the nose with a golf ball and that was the end of it, the blood was easy to clean, or so he's told and maybe he doesn't even want to know). Jonathan just nods and wipes the suspiciously rusty end of the golf club with a dirty rag. He mentions that he knew Eddie in high school, they listened to similar music and sometimes traded tapes. Only a few words each day, but they keep Eddie alive in his mind.

But there are younger kids too, kids that Wayne has seen all over Hawkins. They might not be keeping watch at Eddie's grave ("and you should be thankful for that, Wayne, these small gremlins have no sense of self-preservation or any reservations about violence, if they'd been here during that last attempt, we'd be hiding torn body parts, trust me!"), but they're all contributing in their own ways.

There's Erica, a child only in age, who made sure to set booby traps around Eddie's grave. "Just until the snow melts," she shrugs as she hands Wayne a map of how to safely approach the headstone. "I can't ask Steve to sit in snow, mind you, he'd do it, but he deserves a break. None of these are lethal, but if someone even tries to do something ugly, we'll know. And they'll remember."

There is Lucas who often camps at the empty trailer close to Wayne's new one. Lucas is always incredibly polite and friendly, but sometimes Wayne's neighbors talk about how someone tried to vandalize his trailer and how Lucas came out of the former Mayfields' home, axe in hand, and scared off the person with a single whispered sentence. They also say that he'd sneak to his door and check the letters waiting for him, sometimes tearing one or two to shreds. When he caught one of the people delivering these questionable letters, he broke his nose with a single punch.

There are Mike and Will who take frequent walks through the town and tear down any and all pamphlets, posters and lies that the local religious fanatics decide to spread. They wash off weird religious symbols and curses aimed at Eddie, at the Hellfire club. They defend him against anyone who dares to question their actions. They both might have previously run from fights, but not from this one. Just like Eddie, they decide not to run away this time.

There is Jane, chief Hopper's adopted daughter. She doesn't say much but there's something about her that makes Wayne both uneasy and grateful. When two jocks muttered insults at him as he entered a local shop, she stared at them and suddenly they both tripped over nothing, smacking head first into a street lamp. Twice. She then nodded at Wayne, wiped something like blood from her face and walked down the street as if nothing happened.

And there's Dustin. Dustin, who made sure to bring back the only piece of Eddie he could. Dustin, who visits the grave as often as he can, staying for hours next to Steve. Dustin, who took over Eddie's beloved club and continues in his footsteps, herding the lost sheep and giving them a sense of safety. Dustin, who makes sure to stop by the trailer with Steve and help Wayne with its maintenance.

As December approaches and chief Hopper visits Wayne's trailer, talking about precautions they're taking to preserve Eddie's grave and Wayne's home, Wayne feels something in him shifting, evolving. There's still a gaping hole in his chest, a hole that screams for his boy to come back home, and maybe it will never heal, it will never stop swallowing any and all happiness in his life. But for the first time since he grasped the pick pendant in the relief center, he feels that maybe he isn't alone. Maybe the burden doesn't get lighter as years pass, but there are people who are willing to share it with him. And for now, it has to be enough.

(also, this is a prequel to Alone on Christmas. If you want to cry a bit more)

[cleolinda]

Weekend links

My posts

I am so sick lmao. I mean, I'm fine; it's not covid, it's just some kind of sinus bullshit that turned into a bad sore throat very quickly, and we've managed to treat it early. But I am very tired, and now (being sick myself) I can't even go visit my nephew in the hospital. Now that he's getting decent care (document the care or lack thereof you get, if you can), he's improving a lot, although I don't know when he'll be able to come home.

As such, the most/only interesting thing I've written is a Patreon Future Vision tier newsletter about what I'm working on. I do have a finished short story I can post later in the month, once a contest regulation has expired. I'm just thrilled that I finished something, honestly.

However, my queue got ahead of me--I had a couple clusters of posts that I intended to do my own posts about (see below), and then. Well. We'll circle back around to those at some point.

(All I said was "It is my wish for you and all of us that the bullshit stops soon" and it got 900 notes, so apparently we are all Going Through It right now.)

Reblogs of interest

Christmas on Tumblr is the best way to experience Christmas:

Sasha the Christmas Tiger: yes good

The Reindeer Gifs

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"The posting on this website is gonna be inSANE when Henry Kissinger dies on January 22nd, 2024." Well...

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I realized a while ago that the massive dysfunction spiral I went into from, like, 2016-2022 was autistic burnout (surgery and covid: not helping!), and I had these two posts queued as a springboard for talking about that. OOPS:

Autistic burnout: a guide

Autistic burnout recovery

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Something else I meant to write about--posts on physical health, mobility, and/or chronic pain:

If you are dealing with deep fatigue and chronic pain: "you can exercise. you just need to vastly vastly change what the word[s] exercise movement activity mean for you."

If you sit hunched over, do this stretch for your back

@hybridcalisthenics shows us how to work up to a deep squat

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Black, gay and graying gracefully in love

Two important statements: "This is a high quality and deeply unpleasant piece of art" and, conversely, "It’s beautiful but I don’t like it."

I just really liked this Cerridwen art

Video

I don't understand how this is a painting

🎶 You know they were watermelon 🎶

The first cat video ever (1899)

This joyous wet dog

This very loud unwet dog

Majestic garden Fox enjoys Zoomies in the Snow

They're not making laundresses like they used to

The sacred texts

Nothing this week unless you count Sasha, and I do

Personal tag of the week

A fine new addition to the teacup voids tag

[tleighblack]

My thoughts about Kim

Here is another thing that has been bothering me about the way people talk about Kim and Porchay. So when they first meet it is at the open house for the school. Kim is there in Wik persona not the mafia prince of the city. His music and his school are his safe spaces. He is performing and playing games and giving back to the one thing that ignites his passion. Suddenly there is this kid in the crowd that knows all about him. Down to obscure details in his music videos. He is stunned and taken aback and then impressed. Later when he meets Porchay face to face he is charmed by how nervous and geniune he seems. Then out of nowhere Porchay asks him to tutor him in guitar to get into the faculty. This is so forward. Imagine meeting your favorite actor and asking them for acting lessons. Kim is thrown because, "Wow, so brave." but also that part of him that is mafia raised also feels that warning. He carefully deflects it because really that is what you might do when put in an uncomfortable situation and you don't want to be a jerk.

Then later Big brings Kim the files about Porsche and low and behold, there is Porchay. So now his mind is going to all the other places that he needs to consider. Was it a setup? Was Chay there to get close to him? It was probably a little crushing to him that the sweet, brave kid he thought really liked his music and was starstruck by meeting him might have only been playacting. He is also probably a little pissed off because these people intruded onto his safe space, his music. We know that Chay is really as he presents but Kim doesn't at this point. Now he has to consider that Chay was just trying to get him to tutor him as a ruse. He has to rethink every moment of that encounter to see what was really going on and in the end, he isn't sure. He goes to visit his father and still doesn't have any answers so he does the only thing left. He goes to the source.

Kim sets up the tutoring session to see how much of a threat Porsche and Porchay really are. If you think about it, what kind of person sends their baby brother into a potentionally dangerous situation to get whatever they are trying to get from the Theerapanyakul family. Porsche must be desperate or psychotic in Kim's mind. Both of those scenarios are too volatile to ignore. He makes sure to set the tutoring session on his own turf, a place he feels secure. Then he gets Chay to talk about his brother and goes into full Sherlock mode reading his body language. Nothing flags for him and so in the last effort to close out this scenario he gets ahold of Chay's phone and reads his messages. And finds out that Chay is gushing over him. He can't believe that P'Wik is tutoring him and this is the best thing ever. You can see Kim breathe out in relief when he looks at Chay through the glass. When he comes back in he is ready to dismiss Chay completely because he has decided that whatever Porsche is doing Chay isn't involved. He isn't even going to spend anymore time with Chay. He hands Chay back his phone and tries to bounce. But Chay surprises him by insisting that he listen to the part of the song he has written. And Kim's face kinda says, "yeah I should probably listen just to be polite." Because he is back to trying not to be a jerk to the kid who really likes his music.

And then Chay blows Kim away with his talent. He wrote a halfway decent song in the time it took Kim to make a phone call. The musician part of him can't help but respond. He starts to play the piano along with it. He starts making small changes to help smooth it out a little. It's suddenly a collaboration. And after they finish the first run through instead of excusing himself so he can get back to his life he asks Chay if he can play it again. He is so completely gone.

I would think that Kim, if you ask him about showing up at Chay's home, would insist that he was just being thorough. Just following up to make sure he hadn't missed anything. The truth is he wants to spend more time with Chay, bring him a guitar that suits his voice better. Then when he gets there Chay tries to keep him out, tells him the power is out. Suspicion rears it head. But once he is inside, its just messy. Chay was just embarrassed. So in Kim's mind it makes sense. Then when he almost walks into Chay's bedroom, Chay is right there to stop him, trying to keep him from getting somewhere again. For a person raised in the mafia when someone doesn't want you to look someplace, that is definately the place that you need to see. So he manufactuers a way to get Chay out of the house and goes to see what Chay is hiding from him. In his mind, it must be important for Chay to get all flustered and bothered about it. So he breaks in to find... a shrine to himself. Every time he thinks that he has figured out the deep dark secret he is surprised. That can be alluring in itself. When you aren't surprised very often people who catch you off guard are very intriguing.

This is the point when Kim lost the battle. He doesn't know it yet but a super charming ball of sunshine was about to come back and call him cool and good with instruments and such a nice person. And really can you blame Kim for wanting all of that. Chay is warm and geniune and likes Kim for who he sees him as. And Kim really wants to be seen like that.

The rest of the show is Kim trying to stay away because he knows that he shouldn't be indulging in this fantasy he has of being with Chay and trying withstand the onslaught of Chay's adoration and affection. He trys to stay cool and aloof and never succeeds. Everytime Chay comes to him he cracks a bit more. He shows up and sings him a love song that is defininatley about Kim and is completely adorable while doing it. Chay show up with a handmade present and blurts out that he likes him even though Kim has been ghosting him. Even when Kim kisses him he still seeing being with Chay as a fantasy. Chay hugs him so hard he can't breathe and he loves it. He breaks a little bit more and they spend the night together. Completely innocent but so satisfying. Then Chay says he loves him and he can't say it back. Reality smacks him straight in the face. Chay doesn't know who he really is so it would be a lie to lead him on. He trys to leave again. He is going to leave a post it and walk. Finally put this childish dream to bed. Get back to his life and pretend that this never happened.

And then the world comes crashing down with screams, tasers, and masked men. This time Kim doesn't hesitate. He calls Kinn. It has been established that they haven't talked in so long that Kinn doesn't even feel like Kim is real anymore and he calls him to find out what the hell just happened. He walks into a warehouse with only Big at his side, unwilling to wait for the others to arrive so that it could be a more coordinated effort, and hauls up the boy he loves and gets him out of there. He doesn't argue with Porsche when he tells him to get Chay out of there, doesn't try to help handle the situation. Kim takes what he came for and hauls ass because Chay is the only thing that matters to him.

I don't think Kim's world is ever going to be the same again.

[sunset-mp4]

shut up lemmy analyze the falling poses real quick

Jack

it's what you'd expect from him. this dude is like the living embodiment of the phrase "scaredy cat". so him not being prepared for the landing and his hat going in the air- tracks really well.

Erina

firstly, shes holding her hat down; unlike jack. and she's also more prepared to fall. her pose emmits her charisma as well as also being decently practical. her arm is out and her knees are tucked (which isn't a good choice for the landing but its eh when you're falling.), arm being useful for balance and knees.. i don't have any clue there's a lot here that i want to say but i cant put into words it looks erina, feels erina, and is erina is the base of that. her pose is just.. her. you can tell. which says a lot on its own honestly.

Jawbone

dog that- thats all i got. dog..

i mean.. hes ready.. ..dog...

Gothi

she probably has the most practical pose, as her legs are out for the landing (toes pointed may i add, which is good because landing on your feet flat is going to be way worse so land on your toes kiddos), arms out for good balance, she's ready. she's prepared. which i think says a lot. Physically, she's prepared. ready, she's the leader, she's the fighter, she's got this.. but then you cut to later episodes and she's having to go through her friend trying to commit a genocide, her other friend losing control of himself and helping that genocide, meeting her people and learning they're trying to improve but that's not going to stop xanu, and meeting the emperor of the foreclaimers who turns out to be the grandson of the same person who yoinked her face way back when. all of this you can't be prepared for.. you can't anticipate and yet. she's trying.. Physically, she's got this. Mentally.... looking at her- i.. don't know dude that's a lot- everyone needs therapy here-

Sips

saved him for last because i knew i woudl talk about him the most- Sips has always had the same falling pose; weightless, compact, and facing upwards. Not at the fall itself. instead looking at where he fell from. Yes this is accidently turning into a personality analysis i cant help it- but firstly i just wanna say: THIS IS NOT PRACTICAL BRO YOU'RE GONNA BREAK SOMETHING! but that honestly tracks- as sips has never really cared much for physical health in that.. state- cough cough t-rex death cough- he falls as though he got pushed off the edge, as though thats the end and honestly it fits him like a glove. he's always been on the edge of danger- of loosing it all. of loosing his control- his life- those he cares about. everything.. so falling off the deep end is just a constant. something that happens frequently for him.. It also shows in his body language that as he's falling he's more in his head than in his body.. since his pose is definitely not practical for the impact of a physical fall. but a mental space. He's thinking or contemplating about something as he's falling instead of thinking about the fall. which. tracks

LEAVE IT TO ME TO ANALYZE A SCREENSHOT OF PEOPLE FALLING ✨