#this got a little long sorry

[suzaeuphysolos]

Gonna go on a little rant here. Something I have noticed is that Nina seems to be held to a really different standard than other characters in Code Geass who have been racist. Racism comes in different forms, and in no form is it ever okay. Do not continue to read this post thinking that I am saying that anything racist that has been done or said by any character in Code Geass is okay. I am just pointing out that Nina seems to get the most criticism while other characters are excused. Many of the Britannian characters have done or said racist things at some point in the series, including most of the student council such as Rivalz, who makes a comment about how Japanese people are not as smart as Britannians. Even Lelouch (who by the way really does kinda weaponize the suffering of the Japanese people to seek out personal revenge on Britannia) makes a really gross and distasteful comment about the genocide of the Japanese people, and we all know how that ends. There are many examples, but my favorite is Cornelia, who is straight up genocidal towards Japanese people. There is a scene where she massacres them in her knightmare and refers to them as vermin. Throughout the series, she continues to exhibit this behavior, and I never see any criticism or even hatred for her. When you compare Cornelia and her genocidal hatred of Japanese people to Nina who is scared of them... this is where I lose the fandom. I have seen many people mistake Nina for being genocidal, but it is evident (and has now been confirmed in Recapture) that her motivations for making FLEIJA were based on knowledge, as well as continued manipulation though Schneizel. During the scene where she wants it fired, she states very clearly that it is to kill Zero, not to kill innocent citizens. I could make a separate post about this misunderstanding, but let me get back on track. Nina occasionally makes very inappropriate comments that come from the propaganda she has been fed by Britannian society, which has warped her view of the world, but she does not hate anyone, the only people she truly hates is herself and Zero. Furthermore, Nina comes to understand everywhere she was wrong, and works to change herself. She helps Lelouch with the Zero Requiem. Even in Recapture, we see her directly fighting against Britannian colonialism. I don't recall Cornelia at any point in R2 ever showing any significant change. The closest she got to that was “hey Schneizel, nuking the entire world is bad!” Which is like yea... it sure is, Cornelia. I really do not understand what it is that separates Nina from these other characters, especially those who have done worse in this aspect. You will recall at the beginning that I said that racism comes in different forms and that it is never excusable, and that is true. What I am saying is that I wish other racist characters were held to the same standard as Nina when we are criticizing them. Nina is my favorite character, and I am not above criticizing her. Liking a character means that you should be able to admit where they are flawed and wrong. This also isn't me saying that anyone has to like Nina, Cornelia, or any character that did something racist that understandably left a sour taste in their mouth. What I am saying is that rather we like or dislike a character, we should still be able to discuss them critically, especially for a story like Code Geass with so many complex issues at hand.

[badassindistress]

Hello! I'm a huge admirer of your work, you're amazingly skilled and I would love to follow one of your sew-alongs one day.

The only problem is, I'm terrible at sewing - I can't cut a straight line to save myself; I measure a million times and always end up short; all the different terms even in "beginner" patterns are confusing and overwhelming. But I really want to learn, and the few things I've managed to make, even though they look like trash, have made me feel accomplished. Any beginner projects you'd recommend and/or novice sewing advice for someone without a crafty bone in their body?

Thank you and can't wait to see what you make next!

What a lovely message to wake up to, thank you!!

Anon, I'm going to go and find the first apron I made just for you. it is terrible in both design and execution but it accomplished its goal of existing in a fit enough state to encourage me to continue sewing.

It sounds like your projects do that too, so you're already doing awesome!

One isn't born with crafty bones, one creates them in hellish experiments bathed in blood and lost scissors.

That said, there's lots of ways to make the experiments less hellish. As with most things, money or help from someone with experience can make things much easier.

Can't cut straight? If you've got the disposable income, get yourself a quilter's cutting mat and a rotary cutter, or at least a clear ruler like this:

Picking your battles also helps. Using fabric with a clear grain that doesn't fray too much as you start out will prevent a lot of headaches, as will sharp scissors and a good chalk marker.

Depending on what your interests are, these are things I would call good ultimate beginners projects: pillow covers, aprons, gathered skirts, straight capes.

But ultimately, the best beginners project is whatever you would be happy pouring the hours and effort in, even if the project won't turn out perfect. It's really about gathering experience and if you get that by stitching random squares together or attempting a ballgown for your dog, that's the way to go!

Anyway, your message came at a good time. I've been musing on doing a sewalong for true beginners, since my previous ones were more for people new to historical sewing than new to sewing in general.

Not quite sure what, though...

Maybe a cloak?

[feathers-in-the-night]

We (the readers) do care!! I just thought of feathers in the night a few weeks ago. I first read about dick and Morgan in 2017. I was in middle school. I LOVED your fanfic with Clark the most. I think I read that like, a 1000 times.

hii! You're very sweet! I've always appreciated every person that has read my work, and i'm always super touched to hear that someone has been following me since the beginning!

I love my readers and I love writing. I sometimes write something and think "Oh i cant wait for them to read this, I know it'll make them all go crazy" or something to that tune.

I write for me, but I post for engagement. I post because I hope other people will read my work and like it just as much as me, that they'll notice the little details and they'll like the cute moments and cry at the sad moments like I do.

Which is why it bums me out when I don't have anyone to engage with, because I'm not getting a lot of reactions. I have a couple of faithful reviewers/commenters, and I love them dearly and they're the reason I keep posting.

The truth is, I'm not looking for just "readers". What I love is "engagers", people that actually want to fangirl with me, talk with me, discuss theories and themes and character with me. My writing is an open invitation to conversation. When Feathers was at its most popular, I wasn't always good at answering every review, but I do it now because I genuinely want to engage - I would rather have ten readers who engaged me in conversation for each chapter, than I would have a thousand people who read my story without ever reacting to it.

A comment or a review can make my whole day. Peoples reactions are what tells me I am achieving what i hope to achieve. When I put in a little meta line and a reader picks up on it, I get SO happy. When someone makes theories about the plot, I get so excited to post the next chapter, because I want to show them what happens! When someone fangirls over a sweet moment, I smile and laugh because its proof that i'm not fangirling alone!

The only reason I post is because I want engagement. I don't like feeling like I'm sending out chapters into the void.

[thebabysittertm]

@suburbanhair got home faster than he expected...

ㅤThe sound of the front door opening had sent him off of the couch like a shot, the blanket he'd had haphazardly draped over his waist and legs pooling on the floor to trip him up as he stumbled a few feet to get a few of the intruder - he'd been just asleep enough that he hadn't heard the key in the door and really didn't know how someone had gotten in. It didn't really matter, because he made the attempt to get to a weapon to protect himself and he was just not in a condition to do so very effectively, so however they'd gotten in? He was screwed.

ㅤExcept that it wasn't Russians, government agents or monsters, despite the way they all ran laps through his nightmares every time he closed his eyes, the whole thing shot through with neon and impossibly long hallways. It wasn't Robin who he'd seen twice in the few days since the incident or even bratty kids that he cared way more for than he liked to let on. It was... way less expected.

ㅤ"Mom?" he called out, and stranger still, he didn't see his father in the doorway behind her. Had she come home alone? They weren't due back yet and he hadn't bothered trying to get in touch with them - which also sucked because the house wasn't trashed, but he definitely hadn't been cleaning up the past few days. Shit.

ㅤSpeaking of shit, he looked like it. The bruises from being worked over by Russian interrogators had really only had enough time to bloom properly - his black eye was dark and swollen, his lip had scabbed up but it was still nasty and sore looking and his nose was absolutely tender even if it hadn't been broken. He had a second concussion on his record now, the doctors had said, and he'd been having an impressive array of headaches - his excuse for not bothering to call his parents. He'd felt rough and if he was honest, jumping through hoops to lie to them (especially his dad) hadn't been something he'd thought he had the energy for.

ㅤNot that he had a choice now, with his mother coming down the hall towards him.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❛  i wish you'd told me sooner. you need me and i ... i'm so sorry.  ❜

ㅤ"How did you--?" he started, about to ask how she knew, what she knew, but that wasn't something he could ask. It didn't occur to him that the 'mall fire' would have been on the news, or that there had been two teenaged Scoops Ahoy employees caught on camera from a distance being checked out at the back of an ambulance. It especially hadn't occured to him that his mom might be out of town, watching the news to see all of that.

ㅤ"You came back early? I'm okay, just... sore?" Sore. Traumatized. Exhausted. All of it applied. "Is it just you?"

[zero-is-nebulous]

Tee bee atech I might jig this design a bit but this is what I have so far, he's a Japanese dragon because uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh he's a big tall strong handsome man and allat

[lostwcrlds]

@thelightsabcr

It had happened. Grim couldn't stop it.

Order 66 had begun.

Grim ran as fast as she could avoiding the blasterfire while trying to defend herself. She had to find Obi-Wan. She just had to find him. She was running around blindly, her wild fear stopping her from thinking straight.

She found some rocks big enough to hide behind and jumped behind them. She used the chance to catch her breath and try to calm herself. She wouldn't be able to find Obi-Wan let alone even survive if she continued to allow her fear to cloud her mind. She needed to clear it.

She shut her eyes and forced herself to take a deep breath. "There is no emotion, there is peace," she recited quietly. Her voice trembled. One would be able to hear the tears in it. Although she tried to stop them.

She opened her eyes again. She had to find Obi-Wan.

[fjordline]

Ultra Magnus has to step in to be like 'the right to trial by combat was removed from the constitution 10 million years ago'

[weirdglassthing]

GRIMMORNING NATION RISEEE. Criminal lack of grimmorning on this site so I’m making it my personal mission to spread my propaganda

Ignore whatevers going on with torbek, even I don’t know. I just drew some lines for his body and called it a day

[bloobydabloob]

Holy shit I love your Dirk interpretations, it's so true and I could talk about this shit forever. I feel like another part of his character that people seem to forget (along with Roxy for some reason) is that he's from the future in solitude in an apocalyptic wasteland. I just see that part of his character always removed which is disappointing because I feel like that's a pretty big part, especially regarding his themes around technology, his brother's theme of Time, his own isolation, and how he plays in the vastness of the universe and spacetime.

Art I drew related to the subject because I like to respond to asks with art.

But absolutely. I certainly understand where the lack of discussion over his isolation + upbringing comes from, considering a majority of the fanbase that I have seen builds their ideas based on their own version of postcanon. I’m not entirely sure how that would be fixed, but certainly even in the somewhat recent past I would see a lot more content regarding his upbringing both literally and symbolically. I don’t have much to add regarding the things you’ve mentioned, because they just are what they are. Dirk being confined to a singular room left to him by a father figure he never met, in a future where the only other person left on the planet is someone he cannot pursue a relationship of because of himself, with purely 3 robots to keep him companion, one being an exact replica of his own brain who is *also* trapped inside a pair of glasses, is about as literal as it gets to me.

The contrast to me involving the flooded, organic world in comparison to the little speckle of Dirk’s apartment packed with the dude and his technics is not only a representation of his isolation and entrapment within himself, but also of his lack of control. I think his obsession with & themes of control are a direct product in the case of Dirk specifically *of* this kind of upbringing. His themes of technology are also related to his themes around control. So much of his character is actually revolved around this to me like so much. Dirk is so deeply disconnected from humanity in every way and so much of his character + symbolism is based around that.

It doesn’t even have to be about the symbolism or anything though. It’s just pretty *interesting* in the literal sense that he lives in the middle of the ocean in the future. There’s not only a lot to theorise on to do with his young life there, but on how it might affect him in the way he acts for the rest of his life. The latter part is probably what I see mentioned the most by people talking about Dirk regarding this, I’m surprised I don’t see more discussion on the former too though. I really ought to actually talk more about Homestuck stuff on here. I will do it myself.

Roxy & Dirk’s relationship is largely ignored though because there is a narrative a certain demographic spreads that Dirk resented and blamed Roxy for her interest in him, and thus too many people believe that their relationship was or would continue to be an abusive one. Realistically, I believe it’s important to acknowledge that the way Roxy treated Dirk regarding his homosexuality wasn’t right while still acknowledging the obvious amount of respect and admiration Dirk had for Roxy. I mean we have a huge piece of dialogue from their post trickster mode conversations on the quest beds from Dirk purely stating how he feels about Roxy that people completely ignore somehow. I think this usually happens to characters that are women though. I know everyone says it, but it is true. Jane gets the exact same treatment of boiling her down to solely her negative aspects. The things I see completely mischaracterising both of them are horrific.

I mean how much more explicit can it get that their relationship is obviously very important to Dirk? But I digress. I think the best or I should say “most interesting” interpretations of their relationship usually come from DirkRoxy shippers actually.

I would be interested to hear about Dirk’s relation to his brother’s theme of time though. I don’t have any thoughts on this and I don’t recall ever hearing anyone talk about it before. If you or anyone else would be willing to enlighten me I’d be thrilled.

[breadmecoshy]

Oumota comic, Part 2

Headcanon - Kaito has nicotine withdrawal during the events of Danganronpa V3 (among other things, what happens to him there). Just a cute little comic

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/breadmecoshy/736606178824650752/oumota-comic-part-1?source=share

Plot Twist - After finishing the main game (which we all want to believe was a simulation), Tsumugi became so attached to the guys at V3 that she talked Danganronpa's company into launching a spin-off in romcom format in which she would try to bring together the couples most popular with viewers

joke (or maybe not)

[prisma-palace]

my favorite thing about the ranchers will forever be that their entire relationship was built on Trust. they failed 2/3 of scotts couples games but they objectively did the best out of all the pairs because they never got mad or annoyed when the other failed

tango couldve gotten mad at jimmy for getting hit by the goat but he just laughed it off. jimmy couldve gotten mad at tango for not catching him with the water at the fall but they both just joked about it instead. tango even WILLINGLY let them both get down to half a heart in the powdered snow but jimmy never picked the snow up with the bucket, and even asked tango if he was proud of him for that which he WAS. ("did you appreciate that i didnt pick it up?" "i appreciate that trust! that says a lot, my friend!")

i feel like theyre genuinely one of if not THE healthiest relationship in the entirety of the life series cause they never got mad at eachother for any of their faults. tango lost their green life episode one in a stupid way; out of everyone on the server jimmy had the most reason to leave his soulmate but he DIDNT. jimmy forgave him for dying the second tango explained what happened (he even made digs at himself??? ("i feel like im gonna die in the future and youre gonna have to take the punishment of it")) and they recovered the best they couldve in that situation

jimmy even trusted tango enough to let him go into the Exact Same Cave he JUST died in to recover his stuff and later let him go down to the deep dark alone to Intentionally Summon A Warden when if it was anyone else they wouldve not let tango out of their sight for the whole season. hell, tango held it against himself for dying more than jimmy did. they basically just met after being strangers for two seasons yet they already trust eachother more than some season-long alliances

long story short, the ranchers are everything to me and i love them very much

[ithinkdogshouldvote]

Sleep deprivation is one hell of a drug

[spacedlexi]

"sounds nice... having a partner"

[cfffrk]

[gynii]

Gynii my beloved mutual gynii.. can I see the baby (Michael_B) please and you're the best.. <3

To make up for how late this is, a bonus tubbo with your michael_b <3 (also youre the best!!)

[hello-from-nrc-infirmary]

Vern's Hometown: Centennial Celebration

Book 1: A Founding Fiasco

Chapter 1: A Tiny Dilemma

"Oh! And umm... anyone who needs their refill while I'm gone-"

"-has to present their student ID and we check the chart... We know! Just go," Pam snaps as they tap their roots on the desk.

Vern nods, more to himself than the plants, "o-okay.... umm... r-right. Okay. Call if you ummm... need anything!"

The crocuses start prodding him to move towards the door. All of them start talking slightly over each other, "don't worry! Bennet is coming in to help!!!!"

He hesitantly lets them push him out while trying to not step on any of their thin roots. Not even a moment after the little flowers shove him into the hall, the infirmary door slamming shut echoes off the stone walls. He blinks, adjusting his satchel before starting off towards the mirror hall. Each footstep disturbs the silence of the school.

It was too early to leave, and yet... his amber gaze drops to the basket in his grip. The lavender cloth covering it slightly rustles as he walks. He hadn't found someone to watch his bunnies. The centennial will keep him busy and his stomach twists at the thought of not having enough time for them. He considers asking one of Uncle's... no, they would also be busy.

As he arrives at the mirror chamber, Koa lifts his head from where he's laying. Vern let the elk out of the stables earlier. His familiar had sent him out of the room several times in the past few hours. The elk's ear twitches, watching Vern carefully as he stares at the mirrors.

"Patience... you-"

"-I know," he sighs, grip tightening as he turns to Koa, "I'm umm... my stomach is all um... knotted a-and ummm... my hands are umm... shaky, too..."

"That is your nerves and anxiety. He will-"

"-and if he doesn't? What if no one-"

"-Vern," Koa stands, taking a few strides towards him. The elk bends its head down to press against Vern's forehead, "everything will be alright."

Chapter 2: The Sleepiest Solution

“Hey~“

Vern jumps a little at the familiar voice. Smiling as he turns, he takes care to not jostle the basket of bunnies too much. His nerves are somewhat eased to see Steel finally join him. Part of him wanted to ask about the lack of any visible blot, but the memory of Pam’s scathing remarks tie his tongue.

“G-good morning, I’m umm… thank you, again for um…” he pauses, noticing Nightshade attempting to nose his way out of the basket. Vern frowns a little as he carefully tries to nudge the rabbit’s head back under the blanket.

“Eh, no problem..” he earns a shrug and a raised brow, “you brought the bunnies?”

Vern lifts the basket higher to let Steel pet Nightshade, “I umm… couldn’t find someone to um… watch them…”

“Hm...” a playful grin slowly crosses Steel’s features, “I know someone~”

He looks up at him, “r-really? Are you umm…. sure they won’t mind?”

“Sure...” Steel only winks “it’ll be fun~”

“O-okay…” Vern fidgets slightly, but quickly follows him. He’s hesitates before stepping through the Diasomnia mirror. The ever-looming storm causes his nerves to spike as lightning flashes. Walking faster, he does his best to stay close to Steel while his amber gaze continuously darts to the sky. His muscles lose some tension as they enter the dorm. Every window they pass, he unconsciously checks the sky. Vern briefly draws Steel’s attention as he accidentally bumps into his arm.

“… right. I can take them for you, if you want,” he offers, his voice a bit softer than normal.

Vern stiffens at a distant rumble of thunder, “I-I would umm… rather um… s-stay…”

“… alright..”

They eventually reach a familiar door, giving Vern pause as Steel steps into the dorm. Despite his initial hesitation, he follows and looks around. It’s probably a good thing that Silver has not woken up, or perhaps it’s the opposite?

“You can set them over there.”

Nodding, Vern places the basket in the corner. Smiling to himself, he whispers a small farewell as he casts for some vines to create a nice enclosure for them.

“A-and you’re umm… sure he won’t mind?”

Shrugging, Steel leads Vern back into the hall, “animals like him, no worries~”

Vern nods as they head back towards the mirror chamber. He barely notices Steel quickly sending a text and quietly hopes he tells Silver about the bunnies.

Chapter 3: A Land Called Paradise

Vern looks around as they return to the mirror chamber. Koa seems to have stretched his legs a bit while waiting. The elk's ear twitches as the pair returns, aware of more footsteps heading towards the chamber.

"You found a suitable place for the small ones?"

Vern glances at Steel, a bit of humor lighting his own eyes after a moment, "I ummm... think so, yeah..."

"Good," Koa nods, "it's almost time for the others to be arriving..."