#this is such a dumpster fire of a theory but it was so fun

[areyoudoingthis]

people will make fun of tjlc for being a conspiracy and then turn around and do the same thing with their show and be 100% convinced that they're right actually and the difference is that the tjlcers were wrong

[clownsuu]

Bro, Idk if you know about the fnaf movie but its coming out like maybe spring of next year I thnk-

My guy I am so used to them havin ideas and then two years later dropping cause they couldn't get anything working dawg- at this point iv accepted fate BDHDHSHSHDBX-

[delusional-mushroom]

Platonic Hazbin Hotel x Autism creature reader ii

Apparently you all like this? Sorry about the long wait, school’s been kicking my ass lately.

Anyway, here’s part 2, Bon appétit

Part i | Part ii

You fell.

It hurt. It hurt a lot.

All you remember was waking up to Speckle slithering on your face and- HOLY CRAP YOUR WING SHOULD NOT BEND LIKE THAT

After about 10 minutes of wallowing in your pain, you slowly got up.

Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

You took a moment to take in the situation. Your clothes, as well as the ground beneath you, we’re stained in gold. It was hard to miss the golden blood trailing behind you too.

There was also a crater in the ground where you fell.

You see the Hazbin hotel in the distance and with the obvious attitude of “What could go wrong?” You sauntered towards the looming building

Speckle took over sight duty on the way tho. The Bright sign posts and the occasional dumpster fires rubbing salt on the metaphorical wound of your approaching melt down.

When you finally got there, you uncovered your eyes and stood outside for a few minutes before finally gathering up the courage to knock on the door.

Luckily for you, it’s Charlie who opens the door.

You exchange awkward greetings, Charlie beating around the bush of asking you the casual question of you know, why the fuck you’re in hell?

After a few seconds of staring at each other, you nervously fiddle with your thumbs

“So Uhm, I uh, fell, I guess.”

After the initial shock, concern, and confusion, Charlie welcomed you with open arms

At first, the hotel residents didn’t know what to make of you

Vaggie was pretty neutral with you, you seemed alright enough in heaven and if you weren’t gonna make a fuss neither would she.

That is, until she found you making yourself a cup of cocoa at two in the morning.

“Had a nightmare,” you mumbled when she questioned you, hand stretched towards you as if she held her spear to you throat. Did she sleep with the thing? Who knows.

She dropped her arm and took in your disheveled appearance. That seemed to check out. It seemed tonight wasn’t good for you either. “What about you?” She heard you ask drowsily.

“Nightmare.” She said. It was cold and blunt as she turned on the kettle and carelessly threw a teabag inside of a mug. ‘Best girlfriend ever’ it read in black. A gift from charlie, she smiled at the thought.

“Wanna talk about it?” You tested. This situation was more awkward than you wanted to deal with. At least the noise of the kettle in the background filled up the silence.

Vaggie turned to you, the ghost of a smile lingering on her face. Maybe tonight wasn’t so bad.

And since then you and her talked about what was bothering you. Or not. Sometimes you just sit next to each other, a cup of cocoa in both of your hands and enjoy each other’s company.

Angel found you funny

Fat nuggets 🤝 you.

Whenever Angel has to go to the studio, he leaves Fat Nuggets with you.

Whether its for you to watch the pig, or the pig to watch you, well… thats up to you.

He probably won’t open up to you about Valentino

But if he does, the stupid bald moth asshole can expect a lot of passive aggressive [special interest] themed notes that come seemingly nowhere.

Sir Pentious didn’t know what to make of you at first.

To him, you were some random child that showed up one day and could go from staring into someones soul for minutes on end without blinking, to looking like you were on the brink of tears if you hands brushed against a nope texture.

Eventually though, you ask about his inventions.

Bro had a whole “your asking about my theories? I’ve waited years for someone to ask me about my theories!” Moment.

(If you get that reference I love you)

You become hyper-fixation buddies.

You and Nifty don’t get along too well…

“YOU LEAVE THE ROACHES ALONE!” You shriek, holding two bugs high above you hear as the short little menace tries to get to them, knife brandished.

“NEVER!” She laughed back a crazed look in her eye.

…that wasn’t fun. Rest in piece Sir Bob and dame Jane.

Whenever you zone out in front of Husk, he pours a glass of apple juice and gently places it in front of you, eyeing you every now and then, a concerned look in his eyes.

Alastor finds you amusing.

He tried making a deal with you on your first day.

Now Vaggie won’t let him within a 3 meter radius of you.

When you meet Lucifer, he takes one look at you, Speckle coiled around your neck and a bottle of apple juice in your hands and just immediately goes “🫠”

He’s your father now. There’s no getting out of it. Why would even you want to tho?

Hyper-fixation buddy #2

You both rant about your special interests to each other

Be prepared to be bombarded with rubber ducks.

Meanwhile, in heaven…

Everyone: wHeRe iS tHe cHiLd?

[nekropsii]

Two-part question. First, do you think the structure of late Homestuck (Vriskagram -> Lilypad convos -> Collide -> Act 7) is good? Second: if not, how would you have structured the endgame instead?

I think Act 6 was kind of a burning dumpster fire with some good bits snuck in. Most of my beef with Act 6 are embodied by the Strider Rooftop Scene. Far, far too drawn out, far too direct, and I just… Cannot see Dave behaving that way. Yes, it brings up some aspects of abuse that I personally have had to cope with, and the story of Dave’s abuse is personally resonant to me, but… The execution of that scene felt extremely fanfic-y to me, and I just can’t see Dave being so willing to be so vulnerable and open with Dirk so quickly. Rose? Sure. He loves Rose. I could see him having this kind of conversation with Rose. But not Dirk. Not this soon, and not this directly.

A lot of Act 6, especially Late Act 6, is just fanfiction to me. I have a crack theory that at least some of it was ghostwritten. Far too much of the characters literally sitting around and doing nothing but talking about their feelings in extremely plain terms. But again, there’s some really good bits mixed in. Act 7 is just a banger piece of animation, and I do enjoy Collide. I don’t have qualms about where it ended, I think it ended where it should have.

I’m not sure how I’d restructure it. I think I’d make it do way less of characters sitting around doing group therapy for 50 pages and actually give some characters some satisfying resolutions, first of all. Less Strider Man Pain, more of Whatever Jake Has Going On. One of my only gripes about the ending of Homestuck is that I wish Jake got more exploration, instead of actually getting turned into 16 year old eye candy.

I’d keep Homestuck around the same size. The size felt good. I’m just not the biggest fan of the way they used it during the later parts, but… Seemingly for the reasons why some people really liked it? Eh.

My joke answer is that I’d make Dirk and Caliborn properly Spades to parallel the fact that I’d make Roxy and Calliope properly be stated Girlfriends. Yes, it’s obvious that they have a romantic relationship, but apparently it’s not obvious enough because so many people just do not seem to get it. I think it’d be fun and good for all four of them.

Less feelings jams, more actual feelings. I read these long drawn out therapy talks and feel nothing. Punch me in the face in the way [S] Terezi: Remem8er did, or the way Dave’s speech about Heroism did, or Caliborn’s arc. Punch me in the face the same way as John having a meltdown because he realized he doesn’t like Con Air anymore. Get creative.

[lemotmo]

I’m a little worried everyone is putting to much… pressure? On tomorrow’s episode. Everyone is coming up with a lot of theories (not bad ones mind you) about what’s gonna happen and it’s why there aren’t any stills etc but they seem to be confusing episodes… like they are using the Diaz parents and the podcast interview and stuff in their theories but forgetting the Diaz parents in the birthday video we saw was from them filming episode 9/ possibly 10. Not tomorrow’s episode. And same with the podcast for Ryan. They are using that as a omg he’s coming out in tomorrow episode! But The host Tommy even said it’s for a future episode of his podcast, and he held onto the one with Oliver for a month before releasing it which would more likely support for around episode 9 or after the finale episode for season 7.

Hi Nonny! How are you? I hope you're having a great day/evening/night!

I see your concern and I fully understand where it comes from.

The fact that we have seen next to nothing from tomorrow's episode is hyping up the excitement, I know. And in a way we should try to contain it so we won't get disappointed again, I get it. But at the same time, I'm like... throw all the crazy theories out there. I feel like the Buddie fandom needs a break from the dumpster fire that I shall not name by name, but you all know what I'm talking about. So, we're just throwing out random theories and speculations to have some fun in fandom and some excitement. We need this.

Also, we are finally getting some Eddie content. I haven't a clue what his storyline will entail or how it will go, but I think we all desperately wanted some Eddie-centric storylines in our lives. There is also the chance that we'll see some things from Eddie's POV in the episode and that will be very interesting indeed. I'm not going to lie, I hope we'll get some insight in his inner workings and thoughts about Buck. But you know, I'm also trying to be realistic. Still, what if? And it's more than okay for the fandom to go with that for a while. Again, we need a break from the madness and this is our chance for that break, since we'll get two weeks of peace from the craziness.

I think that most people know by now that the Diaz parents aren't in tomorrow's episode, but in one of the later episodes. So, I think most of us are just speculating about how Eddie's storyline will progress in season 7 and what his parents have to do with it. Hopefully it will lead to them talking about the will. That would be a juicy dramatic storyline to watch.

Most of us are just excited for the Ryan podcast because of the beautiful unhinged Buddie things he always talks about. We do take it as proof that something Buddie is cooking, but not a lot of people expect major breakthroughs tomorrow. But hey... if there is a major breakthrough with Eddie's character? I'm all for it.

So yeah, bottom line, I get it. I understand your concern. But we all need something positive right now and these are the happy things we cling to. I'm guilty of that as well. And you never know, maybe we will get something really important in tomorrow's episode, or maybe even just small crumbs. It's all good.

I still firmly believe that Buddie is in the works. It's all too deliberate. But it'll take some time to get there. Or maybe not and we'll arrive at destination Buddie endgame sooner than we thought. Who knows? All is possible on 911.

[ariaste]

Hello hello! If it’s all right with you, I would like to vent for a moment: Back in the day, I used to be really into BBC Sherlock. I know it was bad, but it was “Be Gay (solve) Crimes” and I couldn’t resit. One of my favorite parts of the fandom was reading fan metas. I enjoyed reading your ridiculously long meta! I am not very clever and I enjoy reading people noticing things that I can’t. It’s fun watching people passionately pick up clues and put them together.

I don’t think I’m the only one getting superwholock flashbacks lately. Sherlock also tried an unreliable narrator in S4 and it was an absolute shit show. People thought thought the finale was fake, it was so bad. TBH, the entire show was a dumpster fire that thought it was more clever than it was. Moffat was a good writer for single episodes for DW, but a garbage show runner. And they called us crazy for picking up what they were putting down.

But Good Omens gives me a spark of hope. It is unashamedly queer, fun, drinks its respecting women juice, and, unlike moffatiss, I think Neil and the crew may actually be clever enough to pull something big off. I adore the Discworld series and Sir Terry, and I have faith Neil will to do right by him.

Good Omens is restoring my faith in nerdy queer fiction and reminding me why I love fandom so much. Please keep up the crackhead theories. I love them 💕

Thank you, that's very kind!

(Ended up writing a very long reply about the response to my essay and also about queerness in media. Idk why i am writing such long posts these days SORRY LOL. Anyway I'm putting it all beneath the cut so I can tag it without clogging people's dash or the tag pages)

It does make me sigh a little when I see people scornfully comparing my long essay to The Johnlock Conspiracy or saying that they're having Sherlock flashbacks, because the both the contexts of the shows and the methodology of the theorizing are VERY different. To my mind, a more direct comparison of methodology would be the Gravity Falls fandom's "Stan Has A Secret Twin" theory. Writers and showrunners DO like being sneaky and clever from time to time, and many of them are much better at it than Moffat is.

But whether or not my theory is right or not is... kind of irrelevant to me? I wasn't out to force anyone to agree with me, AND writing it was a really fun way to spend a weekend, AND I'm proud of the work I did and the story I told, AND it felt good to have a satisfying workout at the Brain Gym. So even if I'm proven utterly and completely wrong, I won't feel like I wasted my time. :)

Good Omens is a great show, and I am SO HAPPY to see it (and other shows!) embracing queerness, sharing the fans' enthusiasm for the story, and honoring and respecting the fans' love rather than punishing them for it. As more and more time goes on, I think we're going to see more and more shows like that, because some of the people who grew up reading tumblr discourse are going to be showrunners themselves one day, and they'll have learned serious lessons about what it feels like when the audience is met with love rather than disgust and disdain. In fact, we're ALREADY seeing more shows like that than we had 10 years ago! There is so much canonical queerness on-screen these days that the me of 10-15 years ago is ASTONISHED and feels wealthy beyond counting. Of course, there is so much further to go, but man... when i was a kid, we had to walk uphill in the snow both ways just to see two dudes making sustained emotional eye contact, and we were grateful for it. (Jokes but also.... kind of real tho)

We've seen the exact same thing happen in scifi/fantasy publishing in the last seven or eight years, too! (Went off on a long tangent about Queerness In Media from an insider perspective, continuing below a cut so I don't clutter everyone's dash)

Even as recently as 2013--ten years ago--you might not have even been able to get your book published if it was openly gay. Hell, you might not have been able to get an agent to represent it, even. It would have been labeled "unmarketable" and passed over; if it DID get published, the queerness would have been camouflaged and downplayed and hidden in the marketing as much as possible--you wouldn't have known by looking at the cover that it was queer, you wouldn't have been able to tell by reading the back cover that it was queer. In literally 2016, seven years ago, a few months before I got my first book deal, I remember having a conversation with a friend and being very very worried that if I wrote books as queer as I wanted them to be, I would be "pigeonholed" as "ONLY writing Gay Books", that I would be passed over for any of the publisher's marketing budget and publicity efforts, that I would be sidelined and ignored... In 2016, I thought I was facing a choice of writing stories with more "mainstream appeal" OR writing the books I wanted to write and potentially undermining the rest of my career.

That didn't happen, thankfully, because in the next couple years there was this incredible explosion of queer scifi/fantasy. You see, ten to fifteen years ago, a truly stunning percentage of my colleagues -- writers, editors, publicists -- were writing and reading fanfic, and they carried their tastes and story-hungers with them as they grew up and got Real Adult Jobs at publishing companies. And suddenly, as if out of nowhere, a lot of us came of age all at once and there was this absolutely enormous wave of queer SFF that in my opinion has brought us into a new golden age of the genre: The Locked Tomb series by Tamsyn Muir, The Chorus of Dragons series by Jenn Lyons, She Who Became the Sun by Shelley Parker Chan, Ancillary Justice by Ann Leckie, The Tensorate series by Neon Yang, Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon, Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki, The City in the Middle of the Night by Charlie Jane Anders, the Birdverse books by RB Lemberg, The Traitor Baru Cormorant by Seth Dickenson, The Jasmine Throne by Tasha Suri, Reforged by Seth Haddon, The Sorcerer of the Wildeeps by Kai Ashante Wilson, Ocean's Echo by Everina Maxwell, The Fifth Season by NK Jemisin -- and these only the ones I could remember off the top of my head in 30 seconds, and I have a flavor of ADHD that makes my brain go blank when people ask me to think of specific examples of things! It is harder for me to think of a SFF book published in the last 7 years that ISN'T queer.

And then almost exactly a year ago, my book A Taste of Gold and Iron came out with THIS COVER:

Which. Is not so much a step forward in openly queer SFF as it is a fucking gauntlet thrown down in challenge. I cannot impress upon you strongly enough how much I would not have gotten this cover 10 years ago, and that's if the book was even accepted for publication in the first place. This cover SCREAMS gay fantasy romance. There is no attempt to hide it or camouflage it. It is advertising exactly what it is, right up front.

I got the absolute privilege and honor of having this cover--and I do consider it an incredible honor--because of the work that all my colleagues put in with their own work. Each queer book that got published wedged the door a little wider for the next one, and then a little wider still for the next one, until finally someone could get their foot in the door and squeeze across the threshold, which opened it a little wider again. So when I look at this image, I don't just see a beautiful cover that I am delighted to have on my books--I see an entire history of slow, steady progress by so many incredible writers who risked damaging their careers just to drag us to a point where a book as gay as this one could get a cover as gay as that one and STILL get the full and enthusiastic support of both the publisher and the audience. And the most incredible honor and the most humbling privilege out of all of this is the fact that the success of this book meant that the door was wedged open another little bit, that I got to contribute in this small way to the efforts of everyone who came before me, so that ones who come after us will find the door flung wide -- or that there's no door left at all to block the way, because we've collectively torn it down.

So yes, @eyona, I think that having your faith restored little by little is a very good thing, and I am delighted that Good Omens is doing that for all of us. And what's even better is that even if Good Omens doesn't play out exactly how we want it to, that's... kind of okay? Because there is always the next one, and at the very very least, Good Omens is wedging the door open further so that the next one can have an easier time of it. We don't have to walk uphill in the snow both ways just to get a moment of emotionally charged eye contact anymore. We don't have to starve anymore, not like we used to back in the bad old days. And that alone is a wonderful thing. :D

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #66

Today's letter is maybe a little early, I know. But my mind is all abuzz with various things. In light of the realizations I've been having, it has occurred to me: though I am skilled at taking care of everyone in my general vicinity, I have no idea what taking care of myself really looks like, outside of a purely theoretical sense. And theory alone is difficult to follow through on.

So, whenever I try to imagine whatever it is that I might want and need at any given moment, my mind typically comes up with a big huge blank. If you asked me what I want right now, or what I need right now, I wouldn't be able to tell you. Most likely, I'd just stare at you, utterly baffled and looking stupid as I keep opening and closing my mouth, trying to come up with an answer and receiving only what effectively amounts to static noises and TV snow:

There are a lot of reasons for this. First of all, I've been trained to basically discount my own needs; saying that I'm hungry or thirsty or sleepy, for example, was a great way to get screamed at or smacked around in days past, so my mind has had to learn how to automatically ignore most sensations of discomfort that my body is trying to tell me, before I even consciously perceive that the discomfort is there. Especially if I'm focused on some task, I typically don't realize I'm hungry, thirsty, tired, or in pain until someone else tells me I'm being a crabbypants. My sense of interoception is very poor, and I'm not sure if that's the autism or the fact that I've had to learn from an early age to dissociate even from extreme stimuli.

Even for the pain from the rib injury, too; in an effort to protect itself from those who would get violent with me if I complained about pain or was slowed down from pain in any way (these people no longer exist in my life, and yet…), my mind automatically pushes the brunt of it out of my conscious perception (even though I no longer want it to do this; I'm working on it…), and what I'm left with is a sensation that's not… exactly pain as much as it is kind of a vague, dull, heavy cloud of general and poorly-defined unpleasantness that has settled itself into the upper right quadrant of my torso. And while this is an amazing skill to have (even if the price to get it was steep) because it allows me to mostly function through it, this also comes at a significant and ongoing energy cost; dissociation doesn't come cheap.

…So that's an obstacle between me and the whole "self-care" and "treating oneself gently" thing. Other obstacles include fun stuff like executive dysfunction (starting tasks is hard even if they're fun; stopping tasks is hard even if I hate them, and being reliably able to plan and prioritize multi-step tasks effectively is nothing but a distant fantasy for me) and impaired object permanence (this is why I forget that there are vegetables in the crisper drawer of the fridge until they start to smell weird). Then there's the rib injury itself, which limits my mobility and ability to do things in a given day, and the fact that my body does not tell me that I've done too much until it's too late (combination of dyspraxia and poor interoception), and then I gotta spend the next day paying for it.

Caffeine helps a little with the executive dysfunction, but it also makes me more prone to getting flashbacks, so I have to be very careful about how I use it. But I'm often not careful about how I use it, because I want to function. So by the end of all this, the general flow of my life looks kinda like this:

…And it's only taken me like 12 years, but I'm FINALLY starting to actually realize that this is very much NOT sustainable. I'm a squishy mammal, not a machine. And I can't exactly be hanging out over here, imploring you to take care of yourself while I'm over here being kind of a dumpster fire, right? Something about rocks and glass houses. So something has to change. But I'm not exactly sure what yet.

On Tuesday, my therapist asked me to chew on the question of "What does taking care of a Lumine actually look like?" And so far, all I've come up with is a list of obstacles that stand in the way. But it's better than the nothing that I had previously, right? I can build from something that is not a nothing; I can work with that.

One of the things I think I need in order to not feel overwhelmed is "not clutter". But we are a neurodivergent house, and all three of us tend to set things down in weird places and then immediately forget that they exist. Today, in an attempt to try to remedy this, one of the things I came up with (don't laugh at me too hard for this) is to try to treat my house as though it's yours and we're just watching over it and waiting for you to come back home (silly, impossible, and ridiculous for a variety of reasons, I know; but hey, whatever keeps me motivated, right?).

I don't know how sustainable this will be in the long term (for a variety of obvious reasons), but I suppose the process of trying to learn how to keep myself motivated to tend to myself and my space properly will involve me making a lot of mistakes along the way to try to figure out what works and what doesn't. Better to start from shaky ground than from no ground at all, and to try to build a solid foundation from there.

Another thing I came up with is to try to be alert and mindful about myself in the same way that I am alert and mindful about the people I care about in my immediate vicinity. To be fair, this "alertness" and "mindfulness" comes about as a result of the hypervigilance that the C-PTSD leaves me with, but I wonder if I can learn to take a more wholesome approach to it, and then learn to turn that lens inward upon myself in a more merciful fashion than I have in the past. I don't really know what this will look like yet, but maybe I can start by setting an alarm to check in with myself at least once an hour.

I'm tired of it being the case that I either break myself from not doing enough for myself, or break myself from trying to do too much in one sitting. In service to the goal that is trying to build a routine that isn't unreasonable in light of my limitations, I'm going to try to set hard limits on how many things I do in a given day. So for example, maybe I'll wash 10 dishes. Maybe I'll fold 10 clothing items. Maybe I'll vacuum one room. And even if I can "technically" do more, maybe I'll just leave it at that, because doing any of these for any amount of time causes a lot of pain in the affected side of my body.

Up until now, I've swung wildly between "doing nothing" and "doing all of it at once", and… this doesn't work. So I think I might have to try to start small by building a very gentle routine (the ADHD despises routine, while the autism desperately craves the structure, so this is a fun dynamic to have to try to play with…) and adding to it as I grow accustomed and comfortable. I think it's time to work with my neurotype and physical composition instead of punishing myself for the fact that neither of these things exist in a way that's considered "normal".

I might ask my friends for ideas, too; when the task at hand is difficult, you're supposed to ask for help. Humans are social creatures (yes, even if developmental trauma can sometimes make people think like they're "born solitary"). Maybe they'll have some ideas about what I can do, and about what proper self-care ought to look like; it'll be educational. To be sure, I have no idea what I'm doing, and there's a lot that I don't know.

But I'm going to try to blaze the path forward anyway and write down what I learn along the way, so that when you decide you're ready, you won't have to start from scratch; I don't know what good any of this will do, but I would almost rather stop breathing permanently than see you get cut down again, so I have to try something. Anything. Even if it means I gotta do something I'm terrified of doing (like acting as though I'm worth my own effort and compassion) in order to model for you how it's done.

In the meantime, while I'm trying to figure all this stuff out, I've done a few things around the house and poured myself a lovely cup of the biscuit tea (I know I said before that it's unremarkable, but it's growing on me nonetheless). I'll share with you a few of today's highlights, just on the off-chance that any of it might give you even a small reason to smile today.

Here is the biscuit tea I made for myself, before and after stirring:

Here is some salmon, before and after steaming. It's important to get your omega-3s while trying to build new neural connections.

Here is some rice, before and after cooking. Remember the jar of rendered chicken juices from my 64th letter to you? That was used to make this rice.

Sliced fresh carrots, steamed as the rice cooked:

Here's the balanced and wholesome meal that I made out of all this. I wish more than anything that I could hand you a bowl filled with these same contents.

And here's a freshly-made bed! Bubbles, my giant lovely orca plush, is having a marvelous time chilling out on a bed that has THREE blankets on it!! I'm gonna be so warm and toasty when I go to sleep!! It's gonna be great!!

You deserve all these things. You deserve a good tea, a wholesome, balanced, delicious meal, and a toasty, comfy bed all to yourself, where you can feel safe. Because all humans deserve these things; you're not an exception. So I'm gonna keep trying to help you. I'm gonna keep trying to call you back to yourself so you can build for yourself a life in which you can have this. I'm gonna keep trying because I love you in the same way that anyone loves a friend, and because there's lots of other people who love you, too.

We don't wanna see any more bad things happen to you, but really, only you have the power to make the kinds of choices that will lead you to peace and safety; all we can do is try to encourage you and cheer you on from here. I'll pray to every deity in my world that you might hear us and turn yourself around. So make good choices. Take care of yourself. Don't go so far away that the light of all the things that are beautiful and good cannot reach you. Sephiroth... please?

I'll write again tomorrow. I will always make the time to write to you, regardless of what I'm doing and no matter how tired I am. I'll always be right here.

Your friend, Lumine

[greypetrel]

🌟OC Tag Game🌟

Thank you to the lovely @shivunin for tagging me and... Oh damn. It's hard I can't decide shit!

I'm keeping this on Dragon Age OCs, with the originals... I'm not ready to dig up old OCs from high schools, no sirree.

Favourite OC: Aisling is the one I'm having the most fun with, honestly. She's a ray of sunshine and she's just good and fun to write and I like dressing her up in 104958040 different AUs. I have particular affection for Raina because she's just such a fire dumpster and I want to hug her.

Newest OC: Mh, I think the latest one that was developed was Garrett. I wanted to play a Fenris romance and just went for most basic Hawke... I got affectionate and added him too in my canon.

Oldest OC: Alyra. I made her when I first purchased Origins and tried to play it... In 2015. But I was playing on an old pc that was a champion of base jumping from my desk (thanks cats). I couldn't go past the Korcari Wilds because whenever I played the game the pc just... Switched off on its own after 15 minutes. Playing was stressful and I left it on the side. Alyra was there to wait for me when I changed to a decent gaming pc and downloaded Origins again. She was there huffing and scolding me because I was so late.

Meanest OC: Radha, hands down. Radha speaks very little and observes, she's good at reading people and has an iron memory. She is chill and in spite of a resting bitch face, won't quarrel with you most often. But when she does? Oh man she just has sharp words to hit you right when it hurts, and without many embellishments. She will serve you the worst parts of your personality right in your face, without even flinching.

Softest OC: One would think it's Aisling, but I think that actually it's Raina. Raina just craves some comprehension and is surprisingly tender when she likes you and sense you're upset. She's incredibly caring if she likes you for real and you show her that you care for her and don't mind if she eats food from the ground.

Most Aloof/Standoffish OC: Alyra. She cares for people and will work extra hours to make sure everyone has enough to eat and will survive the night without getting eaten by a bear... She won't show anything. She is very open when she judges you and doesn't look like an easy person to approach, at all. Hates losing time, and loathes small talk.

Dumbest (affectionate) OC: Raina as in "not so knowledgeable", LOL. She's not stupid meaning she's dumb, but she is horrible at coping with her own feelings... She is too restless to sit there and read, unless she's very interested. Surprisingly, she has a knack for languages. Will take an accent in no time, and when Merrill will try to teach her Elven, she'll pick it up easily.

Smartest OC: I think it's a tie between Aisling and Radha. Aisling is for anything practical and scientific. She'll click with Dorian because they reason in a very, very similar way that can combine easily. She has idea for practical stuff, has a terrific memory and a proactive mind: she can and will try and bend spells and get them better. Radha is all for historical knowledge and is probably the most emotionally intelligent of the bunch. She craves in knowledge and is very curious, will stay up at night reading of everything and everyone. Loves non-fiction. She's more for humanities and theory.

OC I'd Probably Be Friends With: Ouch. I think that the one I'd be the most friend with is Radha. She loves reading and doesn't feel the pressure to speak, I like to talk but also to stay silent and do things together without much speaking. Also, we're both history nerds, LOL. Or Aisling out of let's befriend animals together and pet that one thing that maybe doesn't want to be petted (... I petted a swan, once. It was soft. I still don't know why the bird didn't attack me), and honestly will love the hugs. And Garrett, he may be a gym bro, but he's very chill and curious as per everything magic. Raina would be lovely but Raina's an extrovert. He's funny and an introvert, great for netflix and chill and commenting shit over tv shows.

Tagging: @ndostairlyrium @idolsgf @scribbledquillz and YOU who are reading (seriously it's been a long day and my brain is mushy send word if you'd like a tag!)

[kaaytea]

can i request watching horror movies hc with kuroo?!??!! (i read that kabedon one twas so good fr fr i love dorky kuroo too aaaaaaaa)

Horror Movies w/ Kuroo

Warnings: gn Reader, I have never watched a scary movie in my life

A/n: I'm glad you liked the kabedon work!! Dorky Kuroo is my favorite brand of Kuroo, so this was super fun to write <3

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Here’s the thing about Kuroo, he enjoys normal horror movies, but he prefers the cheesiest, lowest budget horror films over the cult classics 

Inconsistent and patchy plots? Bad makeup and effects? Low budget CGI?!

He eats that shit up

There’s not even a chance for you to be scared because the both of you are just making fun of the dumpster fire you’re watching

Kuroo also talks a lot whenever you watch these bad films and it’s mostly him criticizing the writing and character’s choices 

He literally does not care about whether or not you’re bothered by this habit because the plot is so spotty and the two of you are barely paying attention at the half an hour mark

In the event that Kuroo wants to watch a film that has a normal budget, it is always going to be some form a psychological horror or a plot that has a mystery he can try to solve as he watches 

Kuroo likes to “engage his mind,” hence why his favorite genres are ones where he can dissect scenes and be in full detective mode

If you happen to enjoy those genres for the same reasons then he is absolutely BUZZING with excitement because now he has someone he can bounce theories off of and have in-depth discussions with after the movie is over

Rest in peace to anyone who doesn’t enjoy horror films though

Kuroo doesn’t like seeing you terrified, but he loves whenever you jump at something and immediately snuggle into him for comfort

It makes him feel . . . useful? He likes being reassured that you see him as a form of protection

Now, if you are about to burst into tears and can’t watch another second of whatever movie is on, Kuroo is quick at turning the movie off 

He’ll make you a hot drink and just sit and talk with you the rest of the night (or until you fall asleep against him) 

[intercoursefluids]

Well That Happened Chapter 11

Marinette and Damian were crouched behind a wall together, peering out at Steph and Jason as they tried to get the akuma’s attention.

The theory was, that since Marinette had gained healing abilities after being hit, that whoever was hit would gain the abilities of a character in fictional media.

Thye hadn’t figured out what Damian could do yet, but it wasn’t exactly a priority at this point in time.

“Remember the plan, get hit once and get out.” Marinette whispered into her comm, peeking out over Damian’s shoulder as they tried to spot the akuma.

Jason gave her a thumbs up, walking around a corner in his search for the akuma.

A blast of light shot out, smacking him straight in the chest and knocking him to the ground.

Marinette could hear his wheeze over the comm and winced in sympathy, getting the wind knocked out of you was never fun.

Steph ran over to him, helping him sit up and get out of the way just as another shot went off.

Marinette narrowed her eyes at that, how the akuma didn’t fire again immediately.

Marinette started counting, waiting for another shot to go off.

Steph got Jason out of the way, replacing him with herself and drawing the akuma’s attention as he made his way back to their hiding spot.

The akuma fired again, hitting Steph just as planned.

30 seconds after the first shot.

Steph ducked behind an overturned dumpster just as the akuma came around the corner, hiding just in time to not be spotted.

Jason slid up beside the two, ducking down so he was hidden by the rubble.

“So? What do you think?” He asked, looking towards Marinette as she stared at the akuma.

“Everything went according to plan, do you feel any different?” She watching as the akuma started to randomly fire his gun in 30 second intervals.

Jason shook his head, turning back to watch the akuma too.

“No, I don’t. I’m not sure it worked, I don’t even look any different like Damian did.” He said, glancing down at his outfit.

Marinette hummed, bringing a hand to her comm to contact Steph.

“Steph, did it work?” She asked, trying to spot the other girl without giving away her cover.

Steph didn’t answer for a few seconds, which worried Marinette.

When she did, her voice was small, sounding like she was far away.

“Yes, I turned into Tinkerbell.” She answered, her voice tinkingly vaugly similar to bells.

Marinette turned to Damian, raising an eyebrow.

“Do you know who Tinkerbell is?” She asked, trying to figure out what that meant for the plan.

“She’s a fairy.” Damian answered, sparing her a glance before going back to scoping out the area.

Marinette nodded, turing back to watch the akuma.

“Okay, here’s what’s going to happen. When I say go, hurry back to our hiding spot, you have 30 seconds to either make it here or to cover.” She said, watching the akuma’s every move.

Steph made a sound that sounded vaugly like an agreement so Marinette took it as such.

The akuma fired it’s gun, hitting and empty car and prompting Marinette to give the signal.

“Go!”

As shiny blurr shot out from behind the dumpster Steph had ducked behind, zipping straight for the group.

Steph made it to the group with time to spare, swooping down to hide with the rest before the akuma could notice her.

She was tiny now, her blond hair was tied up in a bun and she was wearing a small dress that seemed to be made out of purple leaves. She had tiny glowing wings on her back, making it so she could fly.

“Okay, where do we go from here?” She asked, flying over to Jason to sit on his shoulder.

Marinette shook off her surprise, turning back to survey the area.

Several things lit up for her immediately, a car, a frying pan, a broken jar, Jason, Steph, and Damian.

Marinette hummed, waving Jason a bit closer.

“Here’s what we’re going to do. Jason, Steph, I need you two to get a vehicle up and running for us, it doesn’t matter what kind it is but we all need to be able to fit one way or another. Damian, you’re with me, we need to distract the akuma so Chat and get its gun away from it. I’m pretty sure that’s where the akuma is.” Marinette explained, looking at everyone.

“The akuma has a 30 second cool down on its gun, use that to your advantage.” She ordered, poised to go.

The rest of the group nodded, getting in position to go.

Marinette held up and arm, waiting for the gun to fire again.

The second the shot went off she dropped her arm, bursting out from behind the wall with everyone else.

Marinette ran forward, sliding across the floor and scooping up the frying pan.

She was up and out of the way just as the shot hit the ground where she had been.

Marinette turned, tossing the pan to Damian as she braced her back against the car she had noticed earlier.

Marinette tried to think back, remembering what else she needed. They would break the akuma’s item so it couldn’t attack them anyonre, but they needed some thing to capture the butterfly with first.

A shot flew just over her head, the glowing beam ricotchign off of a metal bowl before crashing into the concrete and disintrigrating.

Marinette looked around, noting that Damian had noticed the same thing she had and was already using the pan to redirect the akuma’s shots.

Cover secured, Marinette darted out from her hiding spot, searching for any and everything that might be able to keep the akuma contained until [Ladybug] could purify it.

There, the broken jar.

Marinette darted over to it, following the broken glass trail in the vauge direction of a collapsing building.

Marinette rushed inside, hoping to find something inside.

It was somebody’s house, demolished entirly by the akuma attack with very little still intact.

Marinette rushed to the cabinets, openign every door and drawer as she ignored the sounds of fighting happening outside.

There was a box in one of the cabinets, most of the jars in it were smashed or cracked but there were a couple that were okay.

Marinette scooped up the jar, rushing back outside and searching for the akuma.

“We need to get the gun! Chat, I need you to disappear, Pretty Boy, make yourself a nuisance!” She shouted into her comm, sprinting towards the battle.

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[separatist-apologist]

I saw you were reading Bloom and Bone on Instagram and had to ask what you think about the theory Elain and Tamlin are mates?

LOL this ask is gonna revive the "separatist-apologist hates Elain" discourse. And if you're like, then don't answer it, I wanted to because I am enjoying the fic and I want to say nice things about houseofhurricane, who is so nice and lovely and has the kind of eyes you could drown in and what was I saying?

Facts about me very quickly:

- I would ship Elain with a candle if it was written well. @houseofhurricane is a fucking genius with the written word and between you and me, has a very french-kissable mouth.

- I just think hot girls deserve to be railed. And to that end, I am enjoying this fic.

Fanfic is for exploring what if and frankly, the person who introduced Vansssssnake does not have a moral high ground, ya feel? Like the girl who tried to make that haunted scarecrow sexy should pipe down about other writers. Stay in her lane. And Bloom and Bone is so achingly well written that I am literally ON FIRE with jealousy. What new deal with the devil would I have to make to be half as good with a turn of phase?

But IN CANON I WOULD BE A RAVING DUMPSTER FIRE OF AN ASSHOLE OF THEY WERE MATES like I would take a bond breaking better than I'd take that. SJM wouldn't, so there is 0 danger of it, and to that end we can all just have fun with theories without getting too riled up.

[autistic-katara]

saw ur change in username and that's literally so real of you, im staying in the st fandom cause it's my special interest and this my place to infodump but ive been posting WAY less frequently and ive not been looking at the byler tag at all </3.

honestly the fandom is so toxic and i hate posting my long form opinions cause i spend HOURS on those posts and get jumped on literally no matter what i say because i have a different theory to the set of theories byler fans are "supposed" to have and i think that the show is flawed because the writers make mistakes and not because im meant to zoom in on every shot in the show for the hidden conspiracy that only the elite Media Literate can get. and i don't get why they have to defend every thing in the show because like it's got serious flaws!!!

oops that turned into a vent - enjoy posting about atla, sorry this fandom has become a shitty cult-like racist dumpster fire <3

thanks :3 and honestly yeah i agree with all of that. i just hope everyone matures by the time s5 rolls around bcz you know if it dropped now there would be a collective mass temper-tantrum over every little detail (while everyone would be simultaneously making fun of everyone else for their temper tantrums while having one themself) and yeah idk hope u have a better time aswell and may we join again in 2025 o7

[steamberrystudio]

Finished all the routes some time ago and haven't been able to stop replaying! There are some scenes in particular I've bookmarked that I enjoy coming back to (I will never not laugh at the training mishap in Magnus's route). The game is so good, and it absolutely deserves more recognition!

Just the sheer amount of lore and world building that went into this is mindblowing! You've obviously put a lot of care and attention to detail in this, and I can tell it was a product of passion and love. Normally I don't care much for scifi. It's a genre I like only in theory and not in practice, but Gilded Shadows just has that little something that makes it different. I can't really put a finger on it, but it's there and I'm all for it! I can genuinely say I Iove each and every one of these boys and their routes, and any one of them could be the "canon" love interest and I'd be happy (though I do prefer certain stories and endings over others).

I really appreciate you not changing/dropping Caleb despite ealier backlash. Hearing the journey you took with him, I can only applaud you for sticking with him till the end and letting us smooch this angry adorable man!!!

Anyways, I hope you don't mind if I ask a few questions, two of them (hopefully) fun scenarios:

How would Jack and Caiuss react to Magnus's "big reveal" and what he'd been through? What were the reactions of the people Magnus told?

What kind of grandfather would Keres be?

Say ROs and MC have a daughter. The daughter, in all her youthful naivety and with rose tinted glasses, starts dating an actual human dumpster fire. A hot human dumpster fire, but a human dumpster fire nontheless. How do they handle the situation, and how would they react if, in an argument about the daughter's beau, she cries "But daddy, I love him!"

Haha. That training mishap was fun to write. XD I always felt bad I ended up needing to tell it as a flashback to make the scene flow better - and no one was able to see the training room lighting go blood red as the alarm starts.

I encounter a lot of people who say they don't like science fiction - I'm also not really sure what it is that turns people off. I know hard SF tends to put a lot of focus on the science and technology, which I absolutely don't do. I like using a bit real science, then going completely off the rails with it. There's a lot of fantasy in my science fiction for sure. I guess I just also try to keep things familiar because I feel like society is a very slow moving beast. Despite that there have been a lot of changes in the last 500 years on earth…people are people. And a lot of things have actually not changed at all. I like writing science fiction that feels like a natural progression of things I guess - at least in the sense that society still has a lot of the same problems. Different situations and context, yes. But people make the same mistakes they've always made and often with the same outcomes.

I like SF that has that sort of familiarity and feels like "Yeah, that sound about like something humans would do." LoL

Now to your questions!

I don't think Jack would be surprised. He didn't stick around long enough to see the full fallout of what happened, but I imagine he does know something happened. And Jack is very aware that at least some of his anger is misplaced. I suppose knowing the full details might have him redirect more of his anger towards the council, but the only thing that would make him truly move past his anger at Magnus would be Magnus showing up at Cordis asking for their help to topple Endgame for good. Caissa, I imagine, has always been a bit more sympathetic to Magnus. He just doesn't like him much. Knowing why he is the way he is would make him like him…a little more, I suppose. Otherwise, Magnus didn't tell anyone what happened until he tells the Guard at the very end of his route. So their reactions are there. Angry, rib-cracking hugs and lots of tears. Caleb probably used hugs as on-going threat for a while. And if he didn't, Van definitely used Caleb-hugs as a threat.

Stupidly loving and stupidly protective. He would spoil any grandchildren so badly. LoL. He'd be a disturbingly docile teddy bear around his child and would probably take the approach of chopping the fingers off anyone who looked at them sideways as a way to deter anyone from considering harming them.

Ari - would ask her what she loves about him. Would literally have her make a presentation about what she enjoys about this dumpster fire and why they are worthy of her. What are his actual good qualities, how will these qualities lead to a long term and healthy relationship? How does he show respect for her? What kinds of things does he demand from her and are they fair, etc, etc. He would make her be so thorough she would hopefully come to the conclusion he's trash all on her own. Caissa - Let's be real. He'd play dirty and the dumpster fire wouldn't have a chance. Caleb - He'd handle it poorly. MC would have to sequester him from his offspring and handle the situation to keep the situation under control. Ari would have to babysit him to keep him from committing murder. Then he would try Ari's presentation approach - half because he thinks it might work and half for punishment. Jack - Wallow in self loathing and determine he should never have become a father. MC would have to handle the situation because Jack would be a huge baby about it. Caissa would have to babysit him to keep him from doing something stupid. Then they'd go do it together instead because Caissa is a terrible babysitter. Lance - Talk about it calmly and rationally. Similar approach to Ari but not an actual presentation. He'd just ask a lot of questions and point out all the logical fallacies. He'd also quietly sabotage the dumpster fire's…..*everything* to prevent this person from every coming around his daughter. Ever. ^_^ Magnus - *sweats* Quill - This might not be an issue for Quill. Neo Human children mature differently and NH parents are very…laissez-faire when it comes to child rearing. He'd assume his daughter would handle it on her own. Reuben - He'd be prepping for a full criminal background check before MC and Uncle Wynter stage an intervention and handle the situation themselves. Reuben would struggle a lot. A LOT to respect his daughter's agency (of course, if his daughter is still a minor, he'd intervene if he had to, MC or not). But he'd try to help her see reality without overstepping. Yuu - Would approach it honestly and logically. But if his daughter insisted, he would allow her to choose - under the agreement that he will step in if the relationship becomes abusive in any way or seems to be harmful to her in any way. He would want to respect her agency but not at the expense of her well-being.

[carohasopinionsonbooks]

A Case for The Wave by Todd Strasser to replace Lord of the Flies by William Golding

*disclaimer - these r just my 2 cents, feel free to disagree*

Ok if you went to an American high school, chances are you were made to read Lord of the Flies by William Golding. You usually read this book as a type of cautionary tale to show how slowly and yet fast a society can devolve. One little hiccup within the people in power and the dominoes can fall towards a world of chaos and injustice, usually at a gradual yet effective pace. Now, I will say that the point the book makes is a good one and one all of us should keep in mind.

Given that, I did not like this book one bit...

For a bit of background, Golding wrote this book on the beliefs of Thomas Hobbes, those being that the lives of humans are "solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short" and that without structure, humans would just descend into chaos and become, especially in the context of Lord of the Flies, carnage machines. This is something I don't personally agree with but it makes a lot of sense when you find out Golding fought in WW2. He, like many others after the war, questioned how things could go so south so fast. He happened to decide on the theory mentioned above and this way of thinking sets the tone for the whole plot of the book.

(tangent - Golding was also just a really messed up guy, seriously, look him up, he was wild....)

Brief plot overview - A group of British boys crash land on an island and are faced with the task of living alone with no adults and with no one telling them what to do on a remote island in the middle of no where. The boys at first try to deal with their situation civilly, but within a matter of weeks it all devolves into violence and chaos.

The main issue that I have with the book is that it just seems so unrealistic. Now you might be like, "Caro its exaggerated at some points bc he is trying to make a point, not all of it is gonna be realistic, its the message that's important" which is true but like holy moly is the violence just a lot sometimes. Also the fact that its all British boys just creates another detachment. As a person who identifies as female, there is a bit of disconnect there. The racist undertones in regards to indigenous peoples do not help the book's case either. The whole book comes across and looks like a raging angry dumpster fire (I mean have you seen some of the covers? Its really intense :|).

(a fun little fact: there was actually a real life Lord of the Flies example with a group of Tongan boys - here is the wiki in case you want a brief overview of the story - which ended in literally no drama so that deducts another point for believability)

Another reason why I just did not connect with this book at all was because I had read a different book that has the same message as Lord of the Flies which was 1000x times better. That book was The Wave by Tod Strasser. The Wave is a fictional account of a real experiment done by a high school teacher in California. The book starts out with a high school history teacher trying to teach WW2 to his class, specifically the part where Hitler rose to power. The students, all of them bored, complain that they have heard this so many times already and that they would 100% know, detect, and intervene if something like that were to happen again. The teacher, in response, decides to start an experiment with his students to put them to the test. What that experiment is I will not say for spoiler reasons but at first everything seems fine and then devolves oh so fast and oh so slowly. It takes place in a familiar environment (a high school) and I feel it is much more relatable and realistic than Lord of the Flies which is why I find it all the more impactful and effective. I read this book freshman year of high school and the story still sticks with me to this day. I would seriously recommend everyone go read this book if they haven’t already. Why we haven’t already replaced Lord of the Flies with The Wave within high school curriculums is beyond me and probably would have saved me a few brain cells …

[merlin-wolfgang-trades-hale]

a)I knew it was going to be a dumpster fire and part of why I’ve somewhat avoided tumblr.

b) i want to add to the fix-its

c) it’s not impossible just complicated to add Eli to my current Hawaii 5-0/Teen Wolf crossover verse

d) Me: two cakes theory??? another verse where Stiles has been busy with helping the island’s mythical/supernatural side under the guise of fbi work that eventually lands him working with 5-0 and protective parental McDanno and THEN I add Derek and Eli(plus Peter) to the island???? 

d.1) it’d be mostly for me yes...but stats for that verse aren’t bad. 

d.2) *gets this comment* 

In conclusion...I’m probably most def going to create another Hawaii 5-0/Teen Wolf crossover verse. Not sure when but I’ll be brainstorming now for sure. I don’t want it to be too too similar to my other verse, but also the other verse is doing well so maybe I can explore stuff from there that had to take a back burner. 

e) I love figuring out how to meld worlds and create “believable” ways for characters to meet! IT’s so much fun! 

[rawritsamehh]

omg you were also on PLL tumblr back in the day?!?? there were a handful of theory accounts that i was obsessedddd with (god were you around for the drama of marlene supposedly being caught stealing fan posts and writing them in the show bc she'd write herself into a corner)

Kind of! I didn’t post or interact at ALL- I literally just reblogged stuff and screenshot some to show a irl PLL friend while we discussed theories 😂 so I didn’t see all that much drama if I recall.

(NGL the show became such a…uh…dumpster fire, but the weekly sleuthing was SO MUCH FUN god I miss it)