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genericpuff · 2 years ago

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The Elephant in the Room - Queer Erasure and Westernization in Lore Olympus (and all its horrid stepchildren)

This is one people have been asking me for a while now, and I've been waiting for the right inspiration to hit, as is required for my ADHD hyperfixation-fueled rants. After recently watching a video that did an objective review of Cait Corrain's Crown of Starlight, I felt now was the time, because Crown of Starlight effectively proves exactly what Lore Olympus - and other Greek myth interpretations like it - has issues with.

And I want to preface this post with one question - why do we keep getting these Greek myth adaptations written by queer women that still wind up perpetuating toxic heteronormative culture?

Buckle up, because this one's HEFTY.

In that aforementioned review of A Crown of Starlight, there were a lot of points that came up about how Cait wrote the female protagonist - Ariadne, wife of Dionysus - where I immediately stopped and went, "Wait, this sounds awfully familiar."

It should be mentioned briefly for anyone who's unaware - Cait Corrain is an author who was recently (and still) under fire for using sock puppet accounts on GoodReads to intentionally sabotage the ratings of other debut authors, many of whom were her own peers or from the same publishing imprint as her (Del Rey), and most of whom were POC. I mentioned in that previous essay that I just linked that Cait Corrain is a fan of Lore Olympus and decided to give it 5 star ratings from these alt accounts, not just de-legitimizing the reputation of the books she bombed, but also the ones that she praised (including her own book, because of course she had to leave an obvious calling card LMAO). I felt it necessary to tie Cait into my discussion of white feminism in LO and its fanbase because people like Cait are exactly who we're talking about when we dissect the intent and consequences of LO's writing - much of its brand of "feminism" seems to only be catered to a specific kind of woman (i.e. white women who fetishize queer people/relationships) and seem to encourage/embrace violence towards women if those women aren't "behaving correctly" or just aren't fortunate enough to be white and rich - and so Cait choosing to give Lore Olympus 5 stars in her hate-raiding and even have it visibly in the background of her headshot photos was... not exactly disproving my argument that these are the types of people LO caters to and encourages, to say the least.

But then I watched Read with Rachel's "Did It Deserve 1 Star" review of Crown of Starlight and it cemented my assumptions and concerns regarding Cait's intentions and influences even more.

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As a brief tangent, I've read A Touch of Darkness by Scarlett St. Claire. It very obviously is using Lore Olympus as its blueprints, but it's not super obvious that if you didn't read Lore Olympus or weren't aware of it, you probably wouldn't notice. It's still not a great book on its own, it's riddled with writing problems, but at least it can call itself its own thing to some degree.

Crown of Starlight is just blatant Lore Olympus fanfiction pretending to be original, even down to its marketing (which I'll get to shortly) but swapping out Hades and Persephone with Dionysus and Ariadne, and setting the entire story in space. Why is it in space? There doesn't seem to be any actual necessary reason for this, it just is, go with it. I'd be willing to accept this because changing up the setting of pre-existing stories can be fun (god knows I loved the premise enough of Lore Olympus being a modern day Greek myth retelling that I had to go and make my own version of it that's still in that modern setting) but as RWR says in her review:

"... we're told that it's the 'island' of Crete, but then we talk about commbands, airlocks, [holo-shields] and it wasn't really written in a way that I felt meshed 'Greek retelling' and 'sci-fi' in a cohesive way."

Needless to say, Crown of Starlight unsurprisingly suffers from the same problems Lore Olympus does, where it will try to "subvert" the original myths by changing their setting and characters and then doing absolutely nothing interesting with them to justify those changes.

To really drive my point home that Crown of Starlight is undoubtedly Lore Olympus fanfiction, Lore Olympus was literally used as a comparison point in Crown of Starlight's marketing which is a fair tactic to use to advertise to a specific niche or demographic, and while some have argued that Cait isn't technically the one to come up with that marketing jargon, it's made much more clear that she used that comparison herself when writing and pitching the book because it is quite literally just Lore Olympus with a different couple in space, right down to the main female protagonist being part of a purity cult. And of course it wouldn't be a bad Wattpad romance if it didn't have our main female protagonist Ariadne talking about how inconvenient her MASSIVE BREASTS are and of COURSE Ariadne is a poor innocent uwu babygirl who needs a man to come in and rescue her from the evil purity cult and of COURSE it hints at them eventually having raunchy sex just for it to wind up being milquetoast bondage and of COURSE it all just winds up taking traditionally queer characters and stories and turning them into this sanitized Disney-esque plotline where the boy and girl were always meant to be together and nothing else matters except their love-

And that, at its core, really just screams "this is bad LO fanfiction". From the stylization of the book's writing which never outgrew its "adorkable fanfiction writing" phase-

"Realizing that I'm being gaslit by my entire world doesn't make it easier to deal with, but hey, at least I still have some part of my soul!" - an excerpt from Crown of Starlight quoted from RWR's review timestamp 13:03

-to the "creative" choices made to turn Ariadne into a chastity cult girl whose resolution is obviously going to be to have what's implied to be dirty raunchy sex just for it to be like... the most tame level one bondage stuff;

-to the classic "she breasted boobily down the stairs" focus on Ariadne's body and breasts and sex appeal that's being kept in check by that pesky purity club.

And that's really disappointing because I had seen people say, "Yeah, Cait did an awful thing and deserves to be removed from her publishing schedule, but it's a shame that that book was written by Cait because it's actually a really good book!" because now it's just making me even more sus of people's Greek myth adaption recommendations (I'm still mad at BookTok for convincing me that A Touch of Darkness was worth reading). All I could think while listening to some of the excerpts quoted by RWR was that if I didn't know about Cait Corrain and read Crown of Starlight blind, I'd undoubtedly assume it was being written by a heterocis guy... but it's in fact being written by a queer woman.

And this is where I segue into talking about the root of this problem, where the calls are really coming from - Lore Olympus and its erasure of queer identities and relationships, despite also being written by a queer woman who should know better.

I could think of no better character to help carry this essay than Eros.

Unlike many of the characters in LO that Rachel has managed to straightwash by changing their motives entirely or straight up changing their identity from the source material (ex. Zeus, Apollo, Crocus who was turned into a flower nymph, Dionysus and Achilles because they're both literally babies, the list goes on), Eros has largely remained the same on paper who had zero reason to not be queer within the story.

Eros is still the god of love in this, he's still a guy and presumed to be an adult, but we NEVER see or explore him having relationships with anyone other than Psyche, aside from a brief mention of organizing orgies in the beginning that's used as a quick joke and then promptly never mentioned again.

Just like with Crown of Starlight and A Touch of Darkness and all these other "dark romance" stories, it's that brand of "pretends to be sexually liberating but isn't actually" writing, where they'll briefly mention orgies or sex-related things and then beat around the bush or avoid involving them entirely like a kid at Sunday school who doesn't want to say the word "penis".

(fr out of all the corny and awful slang for genitals I've seen used in stories like this, "a certain part of my anatomy" is definitely one of the most boring and stupid, like for god's sakes Hades you're both adults and at the beginning of this comic you thought she wanted to bang in the kitchen, why are you suddenly talking like a 7 year old boy LOL)

All that aside, while Eros might still be hinted at being queer and sex-positive, it's only as vaguely as possible so that the story can quickly move on to focus on him and Psyche or, better yet, Hades and Persephone. When Eros isn't deadset on finding Psyche, he's being the gay best friend for Persephone, who he has NO right having a friendship with when he introduced himself by intentionally getting her as drunk as possible with the intent of dumping her in Hades' car as per his mom's command. It's brushed off later as "well Aphrodite maaade him do it, for Psycheee!" but Eros still agreed to potentially put Persephone in danger over a relationship that had NOTHING to do with her and was also mostly his fault in its fallout (which Artemis calls him out for, but of course, like all the other times characters have called out the actual issues in the story they're inhabiting, they get brushed aside so that Persephone can talk about Hades):

Now, the Eros and Psyche plotline is one I've talked about before here and not the focus of this essay so I'll keep this tangent brief, but it's absolutely wild to me that Rachel took a story about a woman going to the ends of the earth to prove her love for someone whose trust she broke (a common theme in a lot of Greek myth stories, such as the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice) and turned it into... woman of color gets turned into a nymph slave for Aphrodite to 'test' Eros, a test that isn't clear at all in what it's trying to achieve, and wait hold up, didn't Eros actually fail that test by kissing Ampelus while completely unaware that it was Psyche-

This is just that episode of Family Guy where Peter justifies emotionally cheating and eventually physically cheating on Lois because "well you were the phone sex lady the whole time so no harm done!", isn't it? (×﹏×)

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Anyways. It's all very convenient that the comic will hint at queer rep just to either have it be a constant question of whether or not they're actually queer (ex. Morpheus) OR to have it be promptly swept under the rug to make way for other characters/plot points. It's like when mongie tried to be "inclusive" by writing a stereotypical vaguely Asian character with no specific ethnicity just to get angry at her fanbase for calling her out on this that you can't just call a vaguely Asian character "representation" of anything (because Asia is MASSIVE and covers so many different ethnicities and languages and cultures).

Eros is only as gay as he needs to be to fill the role of "gay best friend" for Persephone.

Krokos is no longer a male lover of Hermes but a flower nymph created by Persephone because... apparently we can't dare imply that Hermes would be into anyone besides his unrequited childhood love, Persephone.

Achilles is introduced as a baby even though it makes no sense in the comic's own timeline where Odysseus is presumably already a well-known hero in Olympus, so much so that he was invited to the Panathenea.

Apollo is turned into a flat-out rapist who's only concerned with getting Persephone at all costs and when that doesn't work, he tries to get ANOTHER flower nymph (Daphne) who's actually genuinely interested in him (contrary to the original myth, there's that "swap it subversion" Rachel is known for) to cut her hair so she'll resemble Persephone more because we can't have a single plot point not resolve around Persephone.

Despite there being loads of genderbent characters already, Morpheus is supposedly the only one we're supposed to assume is specifically trans and not just a gender-flipped version of a Greek myth character. Why? Not because Rachel stated so explicitly, not because the comic has actually explored her identity as a trans woman, but because the readers just assumed it in good faith and Rachel was clearly fine with taking credit for trans representation that's only there via assumption (and only confirmed via her mods in Discord, which is... not how you establish canon information in your comic, Rachel.)

Hestia and Athena are part of a chastity club, until uh oh how convenient that they're secretly in a relationship with each other even though it further vilifies them and their morals, particularly Hestia who was promptly called out for being a hypocrite for taking Persephone's coat gifted to her from Hades while secretly being in a relationship the whole time. Not only does the Hestia and Athena relationship manage to commit queer erasure - of two gods who are considered icons in the aroace communities - but it also makes the only two lesbians in the story come across as assholes AND ON TOP OF THAT ALSO manages to somehow invalidate queer sex and relationships as being legitimate due to the even deeper implication that breaking their chastity vows "doesn't count" because it's not a male x female relationship. It's the 'ole poophole loophole all over again.

And then there's Artemis, who has MORE REASON THAN EVER TO BE IN THE PLOT but keeps being conveniently ignored. Her finding out about Hestia and Athena doesn't get any more screentime than her going "oh you're in a relationship, okay" , we never see her question the true intentions of TGOEM or what it means to her, we never see her have any opportunity to carve out her identity beyond just being Apollo's twin sister (it tries to at times, but then immediately goes nowhere with it, amounting to just poetic word salad), and she really just comes across as what a lot of people assume aroace people to be - alone and standoffish, because obviously someone who's nice and a good person would be in a relationship, there has to be a reason they don't want to have sex or fall in love, and that reason obviously has to be that they just hate everyone and want to be alone forever (￢_￢;) Then again, like many of the queer characters in LO, I don't know if I can definitively call her aroace because it's kept as vague as possible, and - going by Rachel's answers to these questions way back in her Tumblr era - apparently people can't be gay and ace at the same time-

There are undoubtedly loads more examples that I could cover here but that goes for practically any essay I write about LO - the more you peel it apart, the more you start unearthing some really questionable and frankly mean-spirited stuff. Queer people feel largely ignored in LO, alongside many of its derivative offspring such as A Touch of Darkness and Crown of Starlight, and it really speaks to how so many people - queer women, no less - have somehow managed to bastardize and sanitize what were traditionally very queer stories with queer characters. It's like these people think "olden times" and can only get as far as "women were slaves and men were rich assholes". Like, yeah, okay, that was the case for many cultures, but not all of them, and for some of them it wasn't as clear cut as that, many had misogynist power struggles in them while also still celebrating women and queer people in their own way. Greek myth is full of stories of women being forced into marriage or being made the victims of assault, but many of them are supportive of women and their struggles, unlike works like LO that somehow manage to be less feminist and sympathetic to women and queer people than these works from thousands of years ago.

This is another topic that's surely meant for another post, but it really speaks not only to the straightwashing and whitewashing of Greek myth, but also the Westernizing of it. That's not to say Rachel Smythe and Cait Corrain and Scarlett St. Claire are intentionally trying to whitewash another culture's works here, but if you're raised predominantly on Western media, you're undoubtedly going to absentmindedly adopt ideas about society that are primarily molded around Western beliefs .

And this is apparent in LO, while Rachel is from New Zealand, you can tell she grew up on a lot of Western media and its influences are sorely showing through LO's worldbuilding, character designs, and narrative choices. That "modern setting" that I mentioned before is much less Greek and a lot more adjacent to The Kardashians which lends to the theories that most of the media that Rachel consumes is American. Rather than actually going to the effort of doing her research on Greek culture, she seems to just prefer defaulting to the easiest assumption of how modern society is across the board - a generic Los Angeles clone with big glass skyscrapers and pavement walkways. She rarely ever draws food or clothing from those time periods; despite this story being about gods she's spent so little time on the people who passed on the stories about those gods, the mortals, and the gods themselves rarely feel like gods, rather just like Hollywood celebrities covered in body paint. The clothing feels very generic and uninspired with often very little Greek influence, even though Greek clothing is designed around Mediterranean living which you could do a lot with, to such an egregiously Western degree that Hades and Persephone's wedding was Christian-coded. The food... well, there ISN'T any because as we've seen, like the stereotypical American child, Persephone apparently only wants chicken nuggies and Skittles for dinner, so we never see her eat; and not only do we not see Persephone eat, but Rachel weirdly tries to use Persephone's vegetarianism as some kind of anti-capitalist characterization when much of the Greek diet is predominantly vegetarian. It's NOT HARD or uncommon to be a vegetarian in Greece!

(it looks like they're literally all eating the same thing so IDK what Hera is referring to here, it looks like they're all eating toast and lettuce LMAO)

All that's to say, much of LO - and the books like it that I've gone over here - are written with this idea that every culture - including the one that it's trying to adapt - was subject to the same ideas that Western culture lives by in the modern day - that being a vegetarian is "counterculture" in every culture, that the notion of sexual purity is enforced in the same way it's enforced in the Western education system (cough Christianity cough), that queer or otherwise "unconventional" relationships should stay inside the bedroom and not be seen. As much as Rachel claims she wants to "fight the patriarchy" and "deconstruct purity culture", all she winds up doing is reinforcing it through a Westernized lens, which is, as I've talked about before, very indicative of right-leaning white feminism and what it embraces and promotes - being a "good woman" who follows the rules and willingly becomes part of the system that's oppressing them because that's what "good women" do. Women who are confidant in their sexuality are evil and should be shunned for being "sluts". Women who are in relationships with other women "don't count" as real relationships the same way heteronormative relationships do, and cannot be trusted because they're likely trying to spread an agenda that's designed to brainwash heterocis women. Women should only aim to achieve marriage and their entire personality has to be built around their true love. Women are allowed to be kinky, but only as kinky as roleplaying the exact same gender structures that puts the man in a position to dominate a woman, and it should always and only ever be with her first love who she marries immediately, no one else.

This is exactly what the critics are getting at when they hold LO - and its creator - accountable for the messages it's been sending for five years to its audience of middle aged women and young girls. Having a demographic is fine, if this were just a comic for girls it would be fine, but it becomes a lot more problematic when that demographic is being fed toxic power fantasy stories based on a culture that's being gentrified and sanitized of all its original messaging and characterization right before our eyes. It feels blatantly misinformed from the very beginning in its intention to be a "feminist retelling" of Greek myth, because somehow Lore Olympus manages to be less feminist than these stories drafted and written by men from 2000+ years ago.

I opened this essay with a question: why do we keep getting these Greek myth adaptations written by queer women that still wind up perpetuating toxic heteronormative culture?

I think cases like these really highlight how deep the heteronormative brainwashing from childhood onward goes. That, despite these writers being queer or women, still manage to reinforce the same ideas and tropes and harmful predisposed notions that were designed to be used explicitly against queer people and women. These are things that we can't ever stop challenging, and asking, and truly deconstructing, because it runs deep in many of us who grew up on popular media even as innocent as Disney. Learning about more complex social concepts like sexism and misogyny and queerphobia doesn't automatically absolve us of those very same biases that have been both blatantly and subtly ingrained into us since childhood. All that said, Rachel being bisexual does not mean she's not capable of straightwashing; Cait Corrain being a queer debut author with a POC main character didn't stop them from targeting other POC debut authors at their own imprint; being part of any minority group or identifier does not automatically protect you from perpetuating the cycle that you, too, likely had enforced upon you at some point or another in your life. The fact that these creators and writers are still perpetuating that cycle to begin with is indicative of why it's a cycle at all - it takes work to break on a subconscious level because those cycles are specifically designed to target and hijack the subconscious.

At its worst, do you really think Lore Olympus can claim to be a feminist retelling that's "deconstructing purity culture" when the creator herself admittedly never fully identified or understood sexism until her mid-30's and has the audacity to say her audience is "harsh" on the female characters that she constantly vilifies through her own narrative?

"I feel like female characters in general, people will be a little harsher on them and sometimes way harsher on them, and I used to be like.. before I started writing the story and like making a story I was like yeah, sexism is not that bad, and [now] I was like oh it's bad. It's quite bad [laughs], so like, I don't know, I feel like the female characters in the story don't get so much of a pass. But this isn't consistent across the board, it's not all the time" - Rachel Smythe, in an interview with Girl Wonder Webtoon Podcast

If Lore Olympus truly was just a series meant to be for fun "no thoughts head empty" drama and spice, that would be fine. I've said it time and time before on this blog and I'll say it again: I wouldn't have an issue if Rachel was just writing a story exclusively revolving around heterocis men and women. I'm just frustrated and tired and annoyed that she keeps lying about it, and doubly so that this comic and its creator who claim to be "feminist" have inspired other people in the same headspace to continue to perpetuate that cycle through works that are clearly inspired by LO and never challenged the things LO promoted - violence towards "unconventional" women, violence towards POC, and erasure of queer people. And worst of all, for writers like Cait Corrain, it's more than just writing a really bad book with really bad messaging, it's going so far as intentionally targeting those same groups of people that are regularly vilified in works like LO - people who are just existing, who don't pose a threat to anyone, but had the misfortune of becoming the target of a white woman's insecurity.

I don't know what the answer to this problem is. I don't know what form the solution will come in, if any, to address the ongoing issues with Greek myth adaptions that are being sorely written through an "America as the default" point of view and praised for "rewriting the script of Greek mythology", quite literally cultural appropriation happening live right before our eyes all for the sake of cheap entertainment. Maybe it'll take the failings of works like Crown of Starlight to really get people talking about it. But so long as the roots of these works - such as Lore Olympus - are still being protected and marketed en masse by the same kinds of people who don't see the issue in Americanizing other cultures and their stories, then Lore Olympus and Crown of Starlight will not be the last ones to cause harm to the source material - and the cultures that source material is born from and a part of - they're taking from.

I opened this post with a question, and I'm going to close it with another to really leave it as food for thought. That question comes from another video that I'll link here for you to watch at your convenience that spends even more time diving into and discussing the nature of works like this that have seemingly attempted to "deconstruct" the very dogmas that they still wind up reinforcing all the same.

Does the romance genre have a white supremacy problem?

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(yes. yes, it does.)

#lo critical #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #cait corrain #a touch of darkness #crown of starlight #scarlett st claire #Youtube

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galactica7071 · 7 months ago

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the space jigen ramblings part 1

okay. you all know this guy, right

☝️that guy

his name's daisuke jigen. he's cool

but THIS guy👇

is ALSO named daisuke jigen. and he's the other jigen's great-great-grandson from this silly little (cancelled) spinoff series called lupin the 8th

I'm not anywhere near normal about him. tread carefully.

the family tree✨ (sort of)

present day daisuke jigen -> his daughter kyoko -> daisuke numba 2 -> his daughter akane -> daisuke numba 3

yeah yeah space jigen is the 5th (or maybe 6th? idk my various first and second-hand sources all switch between the two a bit) of his name in canon but canon doesn't exist so he's jigen the 3rd. haha get it. like lu-

daisuke was a well-liked name in this family I guess. the very wonderful and talented author203's work with jigen over on ao3 made me physically unable to imagine him with a son so bam!!💥 he had a daughter. and then jigen #2 had one too. and #3 will too but shhhh that's for later

I don't have any big ideas for what the intermediate generations look(ed) like yet (except kyoko being a redhead) but it'd be funny if jigen #2 looked nothing like og jigen and then #3 ended up being. literally exactly like him. genetics are weird as fuck so it could happen

thighs ❌ ass ❌ personality ✅

theres not much to space jigen in canon from what I can tell. if I had to make a comparison tho he's like cagliostro jigen (- me, who hasn't seen it yet), relatively chill with a heart of gold but kind of a gremlin too. but here's what I think makes him tick :)

he's japanese-italian and an earth-born

dad is a lunar soldier and mom is a biologist (this man got NONE of mama's brains though lmao)

space jigen is such a softie on the inside. so sentimental, so empathetic, and always looking out for those he cares about

really wishes he were a family man <3

5'10" king with the miyazaki-patented snatched waist

mom taught him how to shoot, surprisingly (or unsurprisingly. she is related to the daisuke jigen so)

knew lupin since they were kids. not because their parents introduced them or anything, but because they just so happened to be in the same class and immediately hit it off. these two losers only grew closer as they grew up together and then lupin was like "hey you wanna solve crimes together" and jigen was like "fuck it sure" yadda yadda time is a flat circle

definitely autistic and probably has adhd and is very undiagnosed (the adhd is me projecting)

possibly even more of a romantic than og jigen. he's bi + demisexual. yes, he has had many failed romances of his own except one but shhhh that doesn't matter yet, and no, he hasn't learned from any of his mistakes

kind of a selfish brat at times. if you go out to eat with him and order an appetizer, he WILL eat all the onion rings if no one stops him

he has a huuuuge sweet tooth. you thought the lollipops were an oral fixation? well they are but this guy is a sugar fiend. asks if he can have a bite of your dessert when he's already devoured his and licked the plate clean 20 seconds after getting his grubby hands on it, sugar fiend. do not tell him you have chocolate ice cream in the fridge when you have him over because it will be gone by tomorrow morning. yes, it has bitten him in the ass once or twice

complainmaxxing is his favorite pastime. and puzzles! theres always at least one 1000 piece jigsaw out somewhere in the arsene and co headquarters that he swears he's working on and that no one can put away because he "already spent so friggin' long on it" and he's "just been too busy to work on it" (jigen we haven't had a new case in weeks)

likes space westerns. romcoms are a guilty pleasure (don't let the guys find out)

has a soft spot for working group dogs. why? they're strong, loyal, and love unconditionally

ghosts freak him out. bro can't even play luigi's mansion with the lights off

firearms special interest got genetically transferred to him. but this is the future so he's into laser rifles and portal guns and shit. armed spacecraft too

taught lupin how to fight for realsies

where'd he learn to fight? dad made him do karate as a kid. he preferred practicing at the shooting range

banned from the local laser tag arena for being too good. shooting at each other out in the vacuum of space is funner anyway

stubborn just like his peepaw. he complains a lot but if it directly affects him he is eerily silent. toxic masculinity ftw‼️

I try to imagine him as being like og jigen but not as depressed/traumatized to try and fit in line with the ✨family friendliness✨ of viii, so he's a little more emotionally available and whatnot. look at those kind eyes. such a sweetie pie

#lupin iii #lupin viii #daisuke jigen v #do I tag og jigen?#eh sure why not #daisuke jigen #headcanons #I will post about him and anna another time #it is midnight and I have to wake up at 6

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sunny6677 · 7 months ago

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ALRIGHT!! DYLANS TURN

@rebootgrimm

Full Name: Dylan Ocean Smith.

Age: 14-15 when he first arrives, 16-17 at the end of his story.

Gender: Transgender Male.

Sexuality: Bisexual with a female preference.

Birth date: January 21st.

He's both Greek and Welsh in my opinion—knowing both English and Greek, but he's also currently learning Korean.

Dylan likes horses, horse-riding, the beach, and also just the ocean in general and the life within it. He dislikes sea pollution, people treating sea creatures badly—and also horses badly, and he.. dislikes snakes for some reason, though specifically because they tend to attack him a lot or always show up around him.

I like to imagine he has a dumb little tattoo of a sea horse on his upper left shoulder—

Dylan is very outgoing, loyal, and generally very goofy. But at the same time, it's very easy to piss him off if you mess with his friends, and he can actually be quite protective of them. But when pushed too far, he can become terrifyingly violent—and not even realize how far he's going until way later or til someone stops him. He also experiences rapid mood swings, and easily forgets about stuff a lot. He can also jump to conclusions very easily, and can go back and forth from being impulsive, to not impulsive at all.

Dylan likes going to the beach, collecting seashells, taking care of fishes, and he used to go fishing—but he always felt bad for 'no reason', and eventually stopped after a while.

Dylan works at a small pet store a little before he goes to camp, and resumes his job anytime he comes back from it. But he works mainly in the 'fish or sea creature' section of the store.

Dylan is actually very strong and fast despite his size, and is very quick to act or think. But his anger can get the best of him sometimes and make him forget to think logically, or to do something more beneficial. He can also be quite oblivious at times.

He usually dresses like a surfer dude, and has a very squeaky and outgoing voice—but it can become VERY low and intimidating when he's pissed off. He's allergic to snakes, so that's probably the reason why he hates them so much deep down, though he's never been bitten by one and has always managed to avoid them—he also canonically has ADHD and autism! And he's interested in becoming a marine biologist one day.

I imagine he lives in a small, but slightly poor house or apartment near the beach somewhere in town (he lives in the same place as Thora btw, or maybe he doesn't? I'm trying to decide). He says "Whaaaaaattttt?" a lot for some reason, and giggles a lot whenever he speaks if he's in a good mood. He's a bit afraid of the deeper parts if the sea even if it interests him, specifically the creatures there though. And again, he has a phobia of snakes. He has a good habit of trying to pay attention when somethings important since it shows he cares. But he has a bad habit of assuming things way to quickly or getting a bit too protective of his friends.

He has more expressive mannerisms, like gesturing widely with his hands or slamming his fists against something—and he also tends to like to pretend he's stabbing something for some reason? And also likes to pretend he has a magic staff. He's very intelligent even though some people treat him like he isn't, and is especially interested in sea life. He has a bit of a chaotic and random sense of humor, and goofs off a lot. He usually has very stupid solutions to things unless it's serious—if angry enough, they're usually very irrational solutions instead. He can usually recognize when people are upset, but has an awkward time comforting others. He's very extroverted, and hates when people are generally bitchy to him or those he cares about. His most prized possession is a little fishing rod that he kept even when he stopped fishing, just because it's one of the first gifts his mortal dad gave to him (he has two dads btw—cuz mlm real).

His favorite food is celery, and his favorite drinks is water (unsurprisingly)—usually any kind though, including literal ocean water cuz he's kind of a weirdo(/aff). He tends to smell like water or just the beach in general. He plans on visiting one particular gigantic ass aquarium one day, and also just heading out to sea to see all the wild life. And he usually spends the mornings doing a big stretch, yawning, taking a look out at the beach from his window, and then immediately turning on music and getting ready. He doesn't play any sports, but he does jog a lot. He can beat people at arm wrestles very easily. And he also snores very, very loudly—or very quietly—it usually depends.

He strongly believes that no one, and I mean no one, should be allowed to hurt those he cares for. And believes that if anyone even dares to try, he has the right to beat them up if he wants, no matter if his friends were in the wrong or not. Unless his friends did something he considers more serious, but still—he is externally optimistic, but can be pessimistic when he's upset. And he has a slightly bad image of himself because he truly believes he's just some guy, and it gets worse later on when his abilities lead to him doing some pretty terrible damage or acting more angrily than he should.

His main motivation in life is to just explore and live his life to the fullest. He thinks that he must get to know every little part of life while he's still here. Though one of his darker secrets is that he punched a kid in the face when he thought they were bullying his friend, when it turns out, said friend was bullying them—and he had an argument with said friend after that led to their friendship ending. But the kid he punched never really forgave him, and while he understands how they felt, he for some reason can't comprehend the fact that maybe they don't have to forgive him, and experiences a lot of internal conflict over this. His biggest dream is to just discover something great and be recognized for it. And one of his goals is to find a new sea creature. His deepest fear is not being able to protect his friends and family from something dangerous, or possibly losing all of them and being powerless to do anything about it. He has an external conflict with forgiveness a lot, and can't comprehend that some people just don't have to forgive him, and that he doesn't have to forgive some people. And internally, he starts to see himself as messed up and as a monster due to some of the things he does while protecting his friends.

His deepest regret is not going on a trip that he was going to go on with his cousin, who he used to be very close with—but his cousin died whenever they went on the trip. And now he feels like he should have done something to protect them, or should have gone so maybe he could have died instead of them or found our what killed them, because they still don't know how his cousin died and just found her body somewhere. This is part of the reason why he's so protective of those he still has. Deep down, he desired to just be finally content with everything in his life, or to find some sort of fulfillment. And he's externally pressured by his very friendly but protective mortal dad, who is just as afraid of losing him as he is afraid of losing everyone else around him. He's the most insecure about whether or not he's really strong deep down. His greatest joy is his friends, his family, and the sea itself. And his worst nightmare is being taken away from his loved ones, or dying without being able to say goodbye to them. I imagine he becomes a marine biologist in the future, a navy officer, or perhaps just a sailor at sea.

He's usually very happy. Oh, and he has a secret handshake with his little brother, which is just a very complicated fist bump. His father was also very supportive of him when he decided he wanted to transition, along with everyone else in his family, and while Poseidon is a bit confused later on when he finally sees him again, he accepts it since he's had plenty of kids and someone being Trans isn't anything new. Dylan also isn't very creative.

Dylan is actually friends with Thora, or even best friends with her in fact. Though they live on different parts of town and usually have to walk a long distance to see eachother. They only have one class together, and Dylan has a job, so they have little time to hang out unless she's seeing him at his work. They're both very protective of eachother though. And Dylan becomes friends with Amoria later on.

Thora and Dylan's dynamic would be best described as 'overly serious, done with everyone's shit, and protective as fuck + goofy goober who the serious one usually tries to protect, but can be equally protective in turn'. I may draw something to show off their dynamic one I finish everyone's designs lol.

Dylan is disliked by Athena of course, and he's very awkward around her. And he dislikes Medusa just cuz it later turns out she's the one sending snakes on him, due to some curse that she's inflicted on him that has to do with the prophecy about the twenty heroes.

Dylan abilities include: Literally being able to travel on makeshift water horses—or being able to travel inside of a water horse or teleport through water horses, summoning gigantic ass waves or being able to control the ocean in whatever way he pleases, being able to drown people by simply not letting them out of the water or manipulating the water to not let them out, teleporting through waves, having his own little staff that Poseidon gave to him as a gift that he can send charges of ocean through or stab any divine creature with (and also kill them with), being able to cause literally earthquakes and gigantic storms, etc etc.

One of his instances of protecting his friends I thought of was basically: Thora and Amoria get kidnapped and taken on a ship, while Dylan is forced to find them. He angrily summons a water horse, runs all across the ocean til he finds the ship, and once he finds it—he rises out of the water and starts beating the hell out of everyone on the ship with his natural element. But even when he gets his friends back, he tries to make them apologize to see if they'll show any remorse. They either don't, or their apology is fucking terrible. But either way, he decides to not spare them, and drowns most of them in a rush of waves before leaving. He probably gets in trouble for this, and maybe even put on trial, but somehow lives despite this, and is heavily scolded by Poseidon after.

#percy jackson oc #percy jackson #percy jackson au #twenty heroes au

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miraculous-magicalconnections · 1 year ago

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The Dupain-Cheng Family (and friends) Rewritten

Below are my rewritten backstories for Marinette, Marc, Socqueline, Alya, Nora, and Nino

Marinette Dupain-Cheng:

Marinette was born on November 20th to her parents Tom and Sabine Dupain-Cheng Since she was born, Marinette was always weirdly intertwined with anything and everything that had to do with creating, which, according to her mom, ran in the family She always had a knack for baking, and she loved fashion so she was quick to pick that up too, she also had a habit of helping with things like scheduling or math or other things that had to do with organization With those things, it wasn't much of a surprise to her that she was neurodivergent, having both ADHD and autism Her friends, Alya and Nino, often told her how awesome her clothes were and that even their families liked them, and the constant praise she got from something she adored doing was what birthed MDCDesigns

Marc Anciel:

Marc was born on January 2nd to his parents Séverin and Diane Anciel Being autistic and narcoleptic made Marc's early years of life difficult, just one would make it difficult, let alone both, so for most of their life they didn't have friends, falling into their family for support They loved their family, of course they did, but it didn't help their case of being the weird kid who passed out like a scared goat, and it was even worse when they realized they were gay and a demi-boy as well Thankfully for them, they met Alix, another person who didn't fall into the gender binary society placed around them from a young age and the two became quick friends Marc didn't like talking to new people, so it was a surprise at how easy it came to them with Alix, but unsurprisingly, Alix's friend Nathaniel was hard to talk to, not just because he was a new person but also because Marc had a stupidly huge crush on him…

Socqueline Cheng:

Socqueline was born on June 1st and adopted by Cosette Cheng when she was 10 Going from no family and few friends to an entire extended family with two cousins, two aunts, two uncles, and a bunch of other family members was like whiplash to Socqueline, but she loved it and she'd never trade her family for anything Despite not being blood related, Socqueline would do anything for Marinette and Marc, often being the first to offer a hand, and in some cases a fist, whenever either needed it When she went to université, her first thought was if her cousins would be fine on their own, but once her homesickness wore off, she began to live her life, meeting her best friend Allan and even beginning to date someone she adored

Alya Césaire:

Alya was born on February 26th to her parents Otis and Marlena Césaire and is the younger sister to Nora and the older sister to twins Etta and Ella. Throughout Alya's life she had always been obsessed with superheroes, so much so that for every party she had it was a different superhero depending on which she was most obsessed with at the time, her room was decorated with all the superhero merch her family could afford, and she'd also gush about the heroes all over the world whenever the news of whatever they did reached Paris. Her love never changed for heroes, never once faltered, and her love of superheroes was what led her to meeting her friends Nino and Marinette, as they also loved the heroes, specifically the United Heroez in New York. When she was 15, she started a blog that focused mostly on the United Heroez, but also updated people on heroes all around the world. She did her best to keep it as updated as possible but her main focus was keeping places who didn't have heroes such as Paris in the loop of what the worlds heroes were up to. She's not exactly friends with Aurore and Mireille but since the three of them run the school blog, Alya does run into them from time to time and the three tend to rant about things on Alya's blog

Nora Césaire:

Nora is a professional kickboxer, who has gone through multiple tournaments at her young age Over the last few years she began to train others in kickboxing and self-defense

Nino Lahiffe:

Nino was born on July 5th to his parents Philbert and Jeanne Lahiffe and is the older brother to Chris. From the moment he was born, Nino loved music, so much so that many of his presents (once he could use them) were music related. He got headphones, a record player, a laptop to make music, and so on. Nino's parents were friends with Marinette's, so since the two were born only a few months apart from each other, their parents made constant playdates between the two, and they had been friends ever since. Sometime during their first year of Lycée, the two had met Alya and became an unstoppable and inseparable trio of friends.

#marinette dupain cheng #marc anciel #socqueline wang #socqueline cheng #alya cesaire #nora cesaire #nino lahiffe #character backstory #backstory #character rewrite #miraculous: magical connections #miraculous: magical connections backstories

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lilover131 · 2 years ago

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Clear Card Chapter 76 Analysis

HELLO!!!

I am so sorry for the lateness on this chapter review! I was on vacation when chapter 76 came out, and honestly…I completely forgot about my analysis after that. I made a mental note to do it when I returned from vacation, and that mental note obviously did not last (DAMN MY ADHD!!). Anyways, I also found myself busy looking into a lot of big life development things! For example, this week, I am officially adopting this beautiful fur baby and bringing her home!

Her name is Diana, and I hope y’all don’t mind if I spam my social medias a bit with pictures of her once she is home. Here is my gif of the month!

CLAMP never ceases to draw stunning color pages each month, and this one is no exception! I’m not surprised to see Akiho here, but I gotta say, she looks quite nice in green! I love the lily flowers in her design and it seems to be a really nice connection made to her mother, Lillie. Other than that, it seems to be a rather basic portrait of Akiho in elegant clothes.

The chapter starts with the group at Yukito’s house. The video feed from the cameras Tomoyo left them with has unsurprisingly cut out with Sakura and Syaoran entering the space where Kaito is trapped. Tomoyo asks if they just lost reception in there (I honestly find this question pretty funny), but Eriol chimes in and states that this is not the case. He lets everyone know that before the feed cut out, he did manage to see the inside of the space for a brief moment, and based on the sight of those broken clocks, he suspects this place isn’t just one with halted time, but broken time. Now, you might be wondering what this means exactly. My theory is that it means time doesn’t function normally in this space. I imagine events in time are probably twisted together or nonexistent. After all, Kaito essentially had to break time to change it, so this doesn’t really surprise me. It seems to be, from what I can tell, at least isolated to this space, but it’s unclear what kind of damage it could do if it weren’t.

Syaoran looks around at the space and tells Sakura that there doesn’t appear to be anything wrong with the watch itself and that it only looks to be broken in appearance due to the pressure placed upon it. Sakura clutches at her head and seems to wince in pain. Syaoran asks her if she is all right, and she seems to have discomfort in head. He explains to her that the spell around them is strong enough to make an influence on her physically, and when asked, he admits that even he is feeling it (Syaoran I imagine has a much higher pain tolerance and hides it well). However, it seems that without the watch to guide them, they most certainly would have gotten lost. Sakura smiles and claims that this is as if Akiho herself is guiding them.

Sakura takes the watch back now that it has seemingly served its purpose and looks the trapped dragon Kaito. She says to him that she doesn’t know how to address him since she does not know his name, but that she feels the watch in her hand has a connection to him. She tries to ask him if the watch feels connected to him purely because of having the same magic power or if he is the owner of the watch. Dragon Kaito obviously doesn’t respond, but Sakura takes the moment to ask Syaoran, who has impeccable magical senses particularly for moon magic, if the magic that made the false moon is the same magic coming from the watch. Syaoran focuses in on this and advises her that they are not of the same magic and that something is different. I’m honestly really happy to see Sakura utilizing Syaoran’s skills and knowledge here. She herself is very intuitive and able to figure out things naturally, but that can’t entirely replace the level of training and experience Syaoran has, so I’m glad CLAMP has really made use of that here. Sakura deduces that the cage itself around dragon Kaito also feels different from the magic in the watch, so she comes to the correct conclusion that he is not here willingly and is locked up in here by someone else (-cough- Squid Clan -cough-).

Looking into dragon Kaito’s eyes, Sakura senses a familiarity that she recognizes it not simply because she saw him in a dream. Moreover, she recognizes that these eyes once watched over Akiho. Sakura reaches her hand out and tells him that he can’t stay here and to come with her, but before she can proceed further, the warped clocks around them appear to react, and Syaoran is quick to move and protect her with his thunder attack.

Meanwhile, in the Tsukishiro home, everyone is waiting patiently for some sort of update. Akiho seems to be the most focused and determined of the bunch, making sure she’s ready to go in case Sakura calls for them. Everyone smiles and Yukito says that he is happy they have each other.

Back in the fake moon space, Syaoran is fending off the attacks and tells Sakura that he doesn’t think his spells will be able to break the cage around the dragon, but he will protect her while she figures out how to break through. Sakura remembers Momo’s message to her through the RECORD card that there are other cards left behind and waiting for her to call their names. As she looks down at Kaito’s watch, she thinks about her mother’s watch and remembers seeing a card that looked just like it, though she doesn’t remember making it. She calls out for TIME and smiles seeing it, as this was a card she feels she and her mother, Nadeshiko, made together (that’s a sweet way to look at it!).

Sakura calls for the card to break the ‘cage frozen in time’, and this seems to do the trick in breaking it. It makes sense that this cage was built from time considering where they are and the very type of spell that triggered this trap in the first place. So it seems logical that time would be the thing to break it. I think even Kaito himself once said that spells could be broken more easily when you used time magic.

The cage breaks and Kaito spreads his wings in freedom! Sakura and Syaoran quickly look for an exit and starts towards it, but when they look back, they notice that dragon Kaito isn’t following them.

However, before they get much opportunity to think about why, there seems to be an attack coming from above. And OH BOY does this attack look familiar. It actually looks to be exactly the same as chapter 33 when Kaito fended off that attack from the Clan and Association! It would make complete sense to me that this was an attack from them considering how dangerous Kaito is to them. Certainly they don’t want him escaping his punishment.

I think things are really going to ramp up action wise in the next chapter, and I do think as well that Akiho’s part is very near. I have a feeling Kaito wasn’t just staying where he was to avoid attacks from the Association and Clan but also because he doesn’t feel he deserves to. And who of all people but Akiho could convince him of his worth and to come out? I’m looking forward to seeing how this goes and what sort of repercussions will arise from dragon Kaito entering Tomoeda!

I will try to make sure I post the next analysis soon after the next chapter comes out here and won't leave y'all hanging! I can't wait for the next one!

#cardcaptor sakura #clear card #manga #chapter 67 #clamp #analysis #chrissy talks a lot #sakura #syaoran #kaito #akiho #yukito #touya #eriol #kaho #suppi #kero #tomoyo #spoilers

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magicmindless · 2 years ago

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have any hcs for Emmlette?

Y’all I’m sorry it’s been so long since I’ve made one of these😭😭 mainly due to (lack of) interest in making these and other sorts of things

Anyways

A HC List but it’s just Emmlette

I really like her… theatre kid chicken lady…

- Very cheerful and sweet but is down-to-Earth. Being a transparent person, she can come off as a bit snarky sometimes but she only means well. She’s a gem to have around and usually tries her best to make people feel comfortable around her

- Has ADHD. It’s hard for her to focus and stay in one place, her thoughts overlap a lot, and she can be forgetful sometimes. She wasn’t diagnosed until her 20s. She uses medicine now to deal with it which helps her enough

- Developed depression for a good portion of her teenage hood and college years. She hated school and needed accommodations to barley keep her grades up but. Undiagnosed ADHD didn’t make it any easier

- Unsurprisingly she’s a theatre kid. It was one of the few classes she was good at and she always made sure to audition for every single musical/play Sakura Bay High ever did during her high school years (yes she went to Sakura Bay High and became a teacher there. Funny huh?)

- Her favorite musical is Into The Woods and she has a fond memory of it because she got to be the witch back in high school (I’m sorry I haven’t watched enough musicals and most of the ones I’ve watched idk if she’d like bear with me-)

- She used to write songs and play them on her piano as an outlet, even going as far as to record them though she’s never really shown them. She still has the recordings and admits that they’re really cringy looking back at

- Should be mentioned she’s actually really good at singing and playing the piano

- Her nails always look bad since she tends to bite or rip her nails whenever she’s bored or stressed out. Vicky nearly fainted seeing her nails for the first time

- The reason she became a theatre teacher was due to not only her having a lack on confidence in herself to make it big as an actress back then, but no one else at the time believed in her either, so she settled for teaching. She does sometimes wonder what could’ve been though…

- She does like teaching and has met some incredible students who’ve gone off to do great things, but teaching can also stress her out whether it’s from misbehaving students, or those who just have no interest and are taking theatre as only an “easy grade” in their eyes

- She’s not only a good support for her students, but also for her adult friends when they need someone to talk to or provide a shoulder to cry on

- Always had a bit of a chicken obsession. She had a neighbor who had chickens when she was little and she’d frequently go to their place to spend time with them. Now she has 4 of her own chickens named Scrambles, Tamagoyaki, Sunny, and Fluffles

- People think it’s weird that she doesn’t like to eat chicken out of guilt but is willing to eat eggs and other meat. It’s just an attachment thing for her

- Likes giving gifts to people randomly. Usually they are edible things like mochi or bread from a bakery but she also gives things like cute little keychains

- A great cook. She likes making cute bentos and stuff like that and has even cooked for her friends and family

- She’ll act like a mom sometimes trying to make sure her friends are eating enough and doing well. Some of her friends (like Petrona and Rollie) have found it irritating but they will sometimes tolerate it

- Is able to cry and stop crying on command. It’s a little disturbing, but helpful in acting

- Is the type of extrovert to adopt introverts, including Petrona

-She can read people’s faces and body language scarily well. Even if someone stands slightly off she can tell if there’s something wrong or bothering someone

- Keeps a bit of a close eye on Petrona since she always worries about her physical and emotional health due to her work ethic. She’ll usually try to do things like get food for Petrona’s lunch break or talk to her a bit if she suspects Petrona’s been crying/having a rough day. And despite Petrona’s annoyances, she seemed to have warmed up to her overtime

#papa louie headcanons #papa louie #papa Louie Emmlette #flipline studios #…well this was a bit more depressing than I thought it’d be #but I don’t think this is all bad

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rinmonsterer · 2 months ago

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Hey there! Me again. Firstly thank you for answering my rant <3, secondly (?) with it being a rant I realize that I didn't make myself clear, because I agree with everything you said. Until now it's like we share a brain lol.

Anyway here it goes: 1. What I meant was that MY world would be better without Micheal in it. I recognize his role in the story, my "I don't think he's the worst in general" from the first post applies here, because objectively I know that he is sometimes good to someone or for something. Even if I hate his whiny ass.

2. With Micheal being shitty to Brian, I meant everytime they are in conflict with each other. In their natural state Micheal is the one keeping Brian's head above water, as you said Brian wouldn't be alive without Micheal.

4 - Ben. I don't have rose colored glasses when I think about Ben, mostly because I don't think about him (I even forgot about him in my character ranking lmao), he is such a non-character. I might be the only one to think this, but Ben is the worst victim of the writers throwing things at wall and see what sticks. I liked him in S2, but after that who even is Ben, they changed his personality to fit whatever storyline. He doesn't have a character arc. [The only time he is S2 Ben is in relation to Hunter, unsurprisingly my favourite part of the Micheal/Ben storyarc] So what I meant was that it would have been nice to have Ben be the OGBen (and the Ben they continuously tell us he is) in the JR storyline, it would have given us something interesting in that shitshow and in the relationship with Micheal.

As for S5 I only recognize the "It's only time" thing and the "Sunshine how did I ever get along without you? You didn't" because truer words have never being spoken. To quote you: Justin raised that boy.

P.S. If you feel like it, could you tell me why everyone seems to be so anti-Lindsay? It's the only thing I never got about this fandom. I don't like her in the way she always puts Brian before Melanie. [The whole bris thing pissed me off so much. I know that we love that Brian loves his son. But Melanie is his parent asshole] It took me a while to warm up to Brian because of how he treated Mel and it irked me how Lindsay enabled him. The thing I don't get is why people don't like Lindz in relation to Brian.

Oh hey girl! Are you ready for today's chapter of Oliver Twist? It's 40,000 words, as usual.

I'm a people pleaser and agreeing with people lowers my cortisol, so glad we're back on the same page haha

Also, I've had to rethink and take back some things I've said here and there, many many times, and that's after revising them 9 times pre-posting, so. I absolutely relate. It just takes two lifetimes to edit every paragraph, so I guess I'll resign myself to having 99 partially contradictory opinions and I'll use the time that I saved for like, doomscrolling, or googling "second male lead in telenovela haircut" to figure out what Brian's hair in s5 reminds me of. I love my ADHD.

Okay, so I'm gonna start with

Lindsay Peterson

I admit I'm one of those people who don't like her. My reason has been mostly her unlikeable vibes and the feelings they trigger. I hadn't really thought about legitimate reasons why she might deserve my scorn, so thank you for this opportunity! lol

So for me it's the way she speaks. And I can't tell if this is Lindsay or Thea's doing. Lindsay reminds me of those teachers I've had in every school I went to. The one who always scolds you for your language, interrupts you speaking to correct you, and pays a lot of attention to like, politeness and good posture. I guess she just seems very WASPy and people like that make me uncomfortable as hell.

A thing I also really dislike about Lindsay is the way she acts when someone doesn't do what she wants. When Brian wants to move to NYC because he's always wanted to get out of Pittsburgh and he got a good job opportunity - both things very important to him - Lindsay tries to guilt him into staying for her, Justin and Gus. As if half of that season's lesbians' storylines wasn't about taking Brian's parental rights from him. He could wire you money from New York too, Lindz! When Mel doesn't want to get married, Lindsay mopes and makes her feel like shit until Mel relents. When Mel doesn't want Michael to be her baby's sperm donor because she doesn't want to co-parent with him, Lindsay gaslights her until she agrees.

Now full disclosure: I skipped most of Mel and Lindsay's scenes. Because 1) they're boring and 2) 70% of the time I feel like these two women barely like each other and are completely incompatible. It's like watching my parents. Mel and Lindz have no chemistry and they keep having these conflicts, and these catty arguments, that make it seem like they just shouldn't be together. I used to hate Mel, but she's grown on me after all these years and now I respect her.

Now, about Lindsay's sins against Brian?

This is a little tricky. I have weakly held opinions about her, because like I said - I don't know her - but I don't want to go into a rewatch rabbit hole to make a strong case. However, a few things off the top of my head that maybe made people dislike her on Brian's behalf:

1. Something I didn't pick up on until I read it in someone's meta: When Brian wanted to give her and Mel his tickets to Miami for their honeymoon and she refused because her world would collapse if Brian Kinney sacrificed one weekend of dick sucking to give her a wedding gift. So this is one of these exhibits of Lindsay claiming to be the custodian of Brian Kinney The Stud Icon and not letting him make even a baby step towards change. And then of course acting all high and mighty when he does something to live up to that Stud Icon brand.

2. How she kept using Brian for money (even when he was possibly about to lose his job in s1) while knowing that Mel didn't want him involved in parenting Gus. Thus reinforcing Brian's toxic belief that money is all he's good for as a father.

3. In 513 when Justin doesn't want to go to NYC like she wants him to, she goes to Brian to make him feel like he's holding Justin back.

4. Lindsay was the president of The Ethan Gold Fan Club. She introduced Justin to him, invited him to her anniversary party (while treating Brian like persona non-grata), and was just so in love with their relationship etc etc. Lindz had a very suburban middle-class idea of romance and while she probably wanted Brian and Justin to be happy, she wouldn't be satisfied unless it was in the framework that fits her romantic ideas. And since Lindsay needs people to do what she wants...

5. My personal gripe and a thing I'm working out in the therapy session in my head right now: Justin's birthday fiasco. So, Justin was Lindsay's favorite person and her favorite project, and she had no problem throwing Brian under the bus to take Justin's side, or what she perceived to be Justin's side. Which is fine and it's good that Justin had SOMEONE in his corner in that pathological family. And I'm sure that she meant well in her own self-righteous way. The birthday storyline is very painful for a few reasons:

The way Lindsay scolded Brian for not celebrating Justin being alive was such a cunty thing to do. Where do you get off saying that to the man who was there when Justin almost died, who probably will have lifelong PTSD and crippling guilt over it, and who personally held Justin's hand through every day of his recovery? You're gonna get on a high horse and act like he doesn't care (and let Justin think that he doesn't care) because he wouldn't jump through another hoop to perform your idea of romance?

If Lindz and Mel didn't jump on the occasion to shit on Brian's disregard for birthdays and make a big deal out of it, this thing would've blown over. Yeah, Justin was bummed because Ben got a surprise party and he didn't get anything. And yeah, he was covering up his disappointment by repeating Brian's pitch about meaningless rituals etc. But if Brian honestly doesn't believe in birthdays, that's just as valid belief as celebrating them. It doesn't make him evil or cruel. It's just an opinion and it's okay to respect that and find something else to celebrate (like tha launch of your comic book or whatever). I don't celebrate birthdays either, or mother's day. I also don't go to church, or to brunch, and I don't visit my relatives. Crucify me now.

I'm aware of the narrative role of Justin's birthday storyline - it was supposed to display this rift growing between Brian and Justin, of their incompatible needs and personalities. And yeah, Brian seems like he doesn't care, which at times does come off insensitive and mean. But then, if you honestly believe that birthdays are bullshit - which I think Brian does - why would you perform them for someone you love? Like flowers. If flowers are something you buy for your mother, a symbol of faking love, empty performance of a family, and cold rejection - why would you buy them for someone you love? What exactly are you proving? That you're a good little project of Lindsay's? That you're willing to pretend in order to get off the hook and perpetuate an idea of romance you resent? If the last birthday present you gave someone was to humiliate them and push them out of your life, should people you love breathlessly look forward to your birthday gifts? Birthdays don't have a meaning unless we give it do them, same as weddings and flowers. They only communicate love if both sides believe they do. So Lindsay is probably of the persuasion that you should perform these rituals for someone to prove that you're willing to compromise and do something that would make them happy. Or maybe even - she honestly believes that celebrating birthdays and anniversaries is how love works. But Brian has done things that made Justin happy and proved his love, they just weren't a birthday. We all know this. He invited Justin to the White Party. He invited him to a week in Vermont. He went to his prom. He agreed to Justin's rules. He fucking turned his life upside-down for that boy. Give him a fucking break Lindz. As the self-appointed Official Custodian of Brian Kinney the Stud Icon, you should know better than this.

Anyway. Maybe there's more. I'm sure there is, everyone in QAF has done really shady shit, you just have to put the right goggles on to cancel them.

As to your other points:

Oh yeah. That's also because Michael is a self-righteous twit and he's an asshole in every conflict that he started. And Brian handles him with kid gloves most of the time.

Also, I don't know how to feel about the fact that after all these years I'm beginning to agree with Randy Harrison omg

3. I might be the only one to think this, but Ben is the worst victim of the writers throwing things at wall and see what sticks. I liked him in S2, but after that who even is Ben, they changed his personality to fit whatever storyline.

Nope, the biggest plot device will always be Justin! I can't stop thinking about that time in s4 after "Ibiza" when he went back to school for like 2 episodes and then had to drop out AGAIN to go and produce Michael's movie. PIFA was this ONE thing in his life that was his own, but he couldn't have it, because he had to go and play a supporting role in other people's lives. And then as a "growing up and becoming independent" storyline he got.... pink posse :| And then he had 12 minutes of independence and subsequently went on to become Brian's supportive wife and his workout inspiration.

Okay yeah, Rage was good for Justin too, but it WAS Michael's creation.

I guess that's the biggest problem with interpreting qaf: are we supposed to think that these characters are generally fine people who occasionally do wild OOC shit that doesn't make sense and should just be forgiven and forgotten? Or are we supposed to integrate all their normal history with their batshit history and just conclude that everyone in that show is absolutely chaotic and kind of a douche?

But anyway, I like Ben as a character that he could be, though he must feel very lonely surrounded by people who are not very intellectual. I think Ben could be good friends with Justin or Brian if given a chance - now that would make more sense than the Justin x Michael friendship yikes.

#qaf #queer as folk #lindsay peterson #brian kinney #poses and roses #i am in a glass case of emotion

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Storm Season: Chapter Ten

Title: Storm Season (Chapter Ten)

Pairing: Destiel

Rating: E

Warnings: Language, Violence, Smut

Summary: “Dean Winchester is Saved.” The angels all say, clear as a bell—and Dean crawls out of his own grave. Shortly after, he meets the person who pulled him out of Hell, and it turns out to be CASTIEL. Seven years after Cas vanished off the face of the Earth, Dean is suddenly confronted with his former lover again, only this time he’s not just a regular college kid—he’s an ANGEL, and Dean just doesn’t know how to compute that AT ALL.

But even after all these years, Dean can’t deny that he still has feelings for Cas, even as he and Sam embark on an out-of-place-palraijuq Hunt in Louisiana. Not even a giant crocodile monster can keep his attention when Cas comes around—and just like before, the angel is very, very distracting, bringing up Dean’s love for him once more. But things aren’t as simple as when they were younger and Cas was human, and it will take a lot of work before Dean can trust Cas again.

Notes: The last chapter of Storm Season, but not the end! Because, I’m going to level with you here, I have like TWENTY follow-up one-shots to go with this fic. :| Yeah, I planned for like five or six, to match the number that followed Horror High, but my brain just kept spitting out ideas and so… twenty (it used to be THIRTY but I pared it down some out of necessity.) THUS, TWENTY. AND POSSIBLY COUNTING. WE SHALL SEE. XD;;

I had planned to have all the post-SS one-shots finished up by the time I finished posting the chapters of Storm Season itself, but between the NaNo in November (I WON BTW) and the sheer volume of one-shots I was working on, it just didn’t happen. (Also, my ADHD meds stopped working properly for a while so I couldn’t concentrate worth SHIT.) So, I’ll be posting the ones I HAVE got finished each Thursday until I run out and then posting the new ones as I finish them until I’m done. I’m hoping I can write one a week and keep up the schedule, but idek at this point THANKS BRAIN. (I guess just follow the Horror High et al series to get the updates? Yeah.)

So, enjoy the last chapter of Storm Season (it’s basically all smut) and thank you for sticking through to the (sort of but not really) end with me, those few of you who did! I really appreciate it! (How did Storm Season get an even poorer reception than Horror High?? What even happened there?? Was/is it really that bad?? PLEASE TELL ME I’M DYING TO KNOW.)

Anyway, see you next week with When Lightning Strikes and keep an eye out for other SPN fics from me that are unrelated to this AU as well: Cessation (SPN/The Walking Dead crossover), Frailty (where Cas is the Fallen Angel/Hunter and Dean is the civilian), Tying Knots (ABO), The House (Big Brother type scenario), Where Monsters Come From (SPN/Heralds of Valdemar crossover), etc.! :D

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STORM SEASON Chapter Ten By Senashenta

It was four thirty in the morning in New Orleans by the time Cas zapped them back to the motel room, and Sam was, unsurprisingly, still fast asleep in his bed. Cas’s flight was completely soundless, of course, so the younger Winchester didn’t even stir when they arrived. In the gloom, without turning any lights on, Dean just started getting undressed—and Cas followed suit, until they were both stripped to their underwear (and Dean a t-shirt), and crawled into Dean’s bed quietly, settling there easily after only a moment of arranging and rearranging.

Cas flung an arm over Dean’s chest and let his head come to rest by the man’s shoulder, only for Dean to lift a hand up a moment later and tip his chin up to drag him into a kiss, long and deep and languid. Cas hummed out a soft pleased sound, even as Dean began shifting them again to push Cas down onto his back and settle over him.

“Dean…” Cas protested quietly, with no real strength behind it; “your brother…”

Sam was literally in his own bed less than ten feet away. But Dean just ducked to trail kisses along Cas’s throat, down to bite at his collar bone gently. “So, you’ll just have to be quiet for once,” came his murmured reply, “and if you’re going to be gone again, I want as much of you as I can get until you go.”

And how was Cas supposed to say ‘no’ to that? Not that he really wanted to, anyway. So, he just reached up with one hand to thread his fingers into Dean’s hair and tugged him in for another proper kiss. Sam was going to kill them when he inevitably found out about this, but Cas figured they could cross that bridge when they came to it. For now, he just sank into the following series of kisses, sighing out a happy noise against Dean’s mouth as their tongues slid together hotly.

When they broke apart for air after a few long, drawn-out moments, Cas let his head fall back and Dean ducked to kiss along his neck, down to his shoulder and then farther, along his collar bone, nipping gently before moving down to lick across one of Cas’s nipples. Cas arched into it with a quiet gasp, blue eyes closing over even as Dean dragged one hand down his side to tug at the waistband of his boxers.

“Let’s get you out of these.” He chuckled softly.

Cas made a barely audible protesting noise. “Not just mine, yours too. And your shirt. I want to feel all of you.”

Dean laughed again, still softly, and eased back and to the side, quickly stripping out of his t-shirt and tossing it out of the way, and that was followed swiftly by him wiggling out of his boxers. Cas followed suit, and soon they were both bare, and Dean was pressing close against him again underneath the covers.

“Sam is going to kill us when he finds out.” Cas reminded him, voice low.

The shit-eating grin that split across Dean’s face in the darkness was enough of a response for Cas, and he rolled his eyes before pulling Dean closer, down on top of himself and dragging him into another kiss. Dean settled over him with a pleased noise in his throat, pushing one leg up between Cas’s and rubbing against his half-hard cock, making the angel muffle a moan against his lips.

Dean continued rubbing against him, then graduated to rolling their hips together, grinding their cocks against one another while Cas did his best to muffle little groans and cries into Dean’s mouth. Eventually Dean pulled back and kissed a sloppy line up his jaw to whisper in his ear, “turn over, Cas, it’ll be easier to muffle yourself into the pillows that way.”

Dean had a point. So, when the man on top of him moved to the side, Cas rolled over, easing onto his stomach. Dean, meanwhile, reached over the edge of the bed to his duffle bag to dig for the lube. It took a moment to find it, searching blind in the dark, but he finally managed it and pulled the important tube out with a soft pleased noise before returning to Cas, who had settled on his stomach with his hands up gripping at the pillows. He was silently watching Dean’s every move, blue eyes bright even in the gloom of the hotel room.

Licking his lips absently, Dean rubbed one hand down Cas’s spine, pausing at the small of his back and pushing the blankets down out of the way before patting one hand against Cas’s hip—a quiet urge for him to part his legs. And if Sam woke up at this point, they were well and truly screwed, because, uncovered as they were, there was no pretending they were doing anything else.

“We should have… ah… just gotten another room.” Cas whispered, half-muffled into the pillows as he arched his hips into Dean’s hands despite his protests. “This is… not a good idea…”

“Stop pretending you don’t love this as much as I do.” Dean murmured back with a grin—and quickly slicked up his fingers, tossing the lube to the side afterward, then focusing down, one hand holding against Cas’s hip and the other starting to prep the angel with the first finger, easing deep and easily, curling and nudging at Cas’s prostate already—

And Cas yelped out a cry, quickly burying his face in the pillows to muffle it. His hands grabbed at the covers, pulling restlessly as Dean continued, pushing a second finger into him quickly after the first and immediately going for his sweet spot again, a little smirk on his face the entire time. Cas could only moan into the pillows, trying desperately to keep himself quiet enough so as not to wake Sam.

When Dean slid the third finger into him, Cas just whimpered and pressed his forehead into the pillows, panting now, and pushing back into Dean’s hand. Finally, Dean pulled his fingers away and reached to run his slicked-up hand over his own aching dick, then settled himself against Cas’s back and pushed himself into Cas’s body with the briefest, softest of moans.

Dean was better at keeping himself quiet than Cas was—always had been. Dean could press the mute button when need be. Cas had basically no control over the volume of his cries and pleasure-induced ramblings. The pillows were absolutely necessary in this situation, especially when Dean sank into him right to the hilt and settled over him like that, a heavy, warm weight against his entire back. Perfect.

They had had sex like this before—with Cas on his stomach, sandwiched between Dean and the mattress, barely any space even to breathe—but not often (and definitely not recently.) Not that they didn’t enjoy it because God they did, it was just that it could be a little awkward, and other positions were easier, got them there faster, and they could both be rather impatient at times.

“God… Dean…” Cas panted out, forehead digging into the pillows and chest heaving as he gasped for air. He shoved his hips back into Dean’s and quickly muffled a whimper before begging, “please.”

“I’ve got you, Cas…” Came Dean’s reply, just a murmur against Cas’s ear, and then he pulled his hips back slowly before starting to roll them into Cas’s, hot and deliciously deep.

In this position Dean had to angle his hips in a very specific way to strike Cas’s prostate—but he knew how, albeit from distant memory, and soon Cas was desperately rocking back against him, burying his face in the pillows to muffle too-loud moans and shouts. For his part, Dean just ducked his own face against Cas’s shoulder to press messy, meandering kisses there—and then bit down hard with a groan when Cas pushed back against him in a particularly good angle, making the pleasure spike in his gut and tingle in his hips, up his spine.

Cas muffled a yelp at the bite—(it would heal in a matter of minutes)—biting down on the pillow, himself, as Dean continued rocking into him, his cock rubbing heatedly inside him, all over his sweet spot, making him pant heavily and clutch at the bedsheets even as Dean’s arms slid up under his, holding him close and tight as the man on top of him began panting against the back of his neck.

And Dean continued fucking Cas like that, slow and hot and passionate, for the next few long minutes, the near silence of the motel room broken only by the intermittent, soft creaking of the bed and the occasional quiet moans and groans that they didn’t manage to muffle in time. Sam didn’t seem to notice a thing, thank God, or if he did, he was good at hiding it. (He wouldn’t have been good at hiding it, Cas thought vaguely.)

Finally, though, they were both worked up to their peak and Cas desperately buried his face in the pillows again as he came hard, the borderline exhibitionism a definite turn-on, it turned out, a too-loud cry muffled by foam padding and worn feathers. Dean just took a few more, hard thrusts before biting down on Cas’s shoulder again to quiet his own moan when he reached completion, coming deep inside the angel underneath him.

They were still for a moment, both panting hard because that had been surprisingly intense, and then Dean quietly eased himself out of Cas’s body and over to the side, settling on his back with a huff. Cas stayed where he was for another little while, just trying to suck in oxygen through the pillow under his face, before turning over and shuffling up against Dean’s side, pulling the blankets up around them properly once more.

“I’m sorry I bit you.” Dean murmured, the fingers of one hand trailing along the already-healing marks on Cas’s shoulder.

Cas made a soft, amused sound. “You didn’t have a pillow to muffle yourself with. I don’t mind.”

“Yeah, but…” Dean protested quietly.

“No buts. They’re already healing. They’ll be gone in no time.” Cas assured him in a whisper. “Now.” Concentrating for a moment, he used his Grace to tidy himself up—then placed a hand against Dean’s chest and did the same for him, following that up by cleaning up the sheets. When Dean gave him an incredulous look Cas just shrugged and leaned his head down by his shoulder. “One of the perks of being an angel. Though… it does mean I don’t get to keep your come in me longer, which is too bad.”

Dean coughed softly at that. “I’d forgotten you liked that so much.”

“Mm, feels like you’re marking me when you come inside me. I still like that idea.” Cas agreed, barely audible, then; “you should get some sleep, Dean. It’s really late. I’ll still be here when you wake up in the morning.”

Dean hesitated, but in the end, it was really late, and he was tired, his body already starting to fall into relaxation after a bout of good sex, and, as long as Cas would be there when he woke up, he supposed it was all good.

“Goodnight, Cas.”

“Goodnight, Dean.”

He was asleep within minutes, Cas tucked up snugly in his arms.

-- --

When Dean woke up the next day it was to Cas nudging him in the side and Sam standing over their bed demanding “what the hell, you guys?!”

He glanced at the clock, which told him it was just before eight-thirty a.m., and mentally decided it was way too early for this shit, especially since he’d been up until after five the night before. Then again, if it was about what he assumed it was, he had brought it on himself, so he really couldn’t complain, could he?

“What the shit, Sammy? I was asleep.” Dean complained.

Sam was standing there in his boxers and a t-shirt, probably intending to get dressed and go on a run, but at that exact moment he was glaring at Dean—and Cas—like they had committed some kind of mortal sin. “I got out of bed and stepped on a tube of freaking lube, and your clothes are scattered everywhere, you really just—you couldn’t help yourselves, could you? You just had to—but while I was sleeping right in the bed next to you? Really?!”

Cas at least had the presence of mind to look chagrined. “Sorry, Sam, it just kind of… happened.”

Dean, however, was not as apologetic: “we didn’t wake you up, what are you bitching for?”

“It’s the principle of th—” Sam broke off and made a face, throwing his hands into the air, then stomped off to get changed for his run, muttering about the lack of respect the entire time. Cas couldn’t really blame him for being annoyed, but at the same time Dean had a point—they had very specifically been as quiet as possible so as not to disturb the younger Winchester and had apparently been successful if he hadn’t even noticed until the morning. Still. He felt bad. Wondered if there was some way to make it up to Sam…

And then Dean was sitting up, wrapping an arm around him and kissing by his ear, then down against his jaw. Cas sighed softly and angled his head into the kisses with a smile. “Stop… honestly, Dean, you can’t keep me from leaving by keeping me in bed with you forever…”

Dean paused at that—then released him and flopped down onto his back again. “Buzzkill.”

“Sorry.” Cas shifted around, lowering himself down and tucking into Dean’s side once more, sliding an arm over his ribs and leaning his head by his chest, just listening to his heart beating. “We already talked about this. I have to go back for a while, and the sooner the better, I…” Trailing off, he tilted his head to press a kiss against Dean’s chest, over his heart, and sighed; “I don’t want to. You know I want to stay with you, but if I want to keep from being locked in… I don’t—I don’t want them to do that, and the two of us never to see each other again, Dean.”

“I know.” Dean’s arm came up around him and he managed, “’s just hard, is all. I already lost you once before. This feels like losing you all over again.”

“Mm-mm.” Cas made a soft negative noise in his throat, “I won’t let that happen. Dean, I know… it hasn’t been long, but… have you thought about what I said? About me casting my Grace out? I’ll only try it if it’s alright with you…”

The man in his arms hesitated, then finally blew out a breath and told him; “if you can do it safely, if it comes down to it, then yeah. Because human Cas is more than enough for me. We can make it work. And I’d rather that than you get locked in upstairs and never see you again. It’d kill me, Cas, to lose you again, after everything.”

“Wait, why are you losing Cas again?” This came from Sam, who had emerged from the bathroom with his running gear on. He had dug his ipod out and was holding it in one hand. He had a confused, concerned expression on his face. “Dean, what’s happening?”

“Cas has to leave.” Dean answered reluctantly. “And there’s a chance he… won’t be back.”

Sam’s worried expression fell right into kicked puppy territory, and he walked over to set his ipod on the table and sit down on one of the chairs there, his run (and his earlier morning’s anger) obviously forgotten for the time being. “Guys, what’s going on?”

Cas pressed his forehead into Dean’s chest for a moment, hair mussing there, before pushing himself to sit up again. “My superiors in Heaven are very displeased with me, with the amount of time I’m spending down here with you and Dean. Especially Dean. They don’t approve of my relationship with him, and… I have to go back, at least for a while, to show them I’m still a good soldier. But when I get there, there’s a chance they might lock me in, just… keep me there indefinitely. Or at least until long after you two are gone from the Earth. Lock me in, essentially.”

Dean scrubbed a hand down his face, then rubbed at his hair before sitting up once more himself. He hated this topic with every fiber of his very being, but he did understand that it was an important one—and that Cas’s leaving was coming up soon. Very soon. Probably that day, even.

And it hurt. The thought of Cas leaving again. Of not having him in his life, like he had for all those years. But, Dean supposed, at least this time he knew that Cas was still alive and would theoretically be coming home to him—though if he never did come back again, Dean wasn’t sure what to do about it. If there was anything that could be done about it. So, all he could do was just pray that Cas returned—and in one piece—because the plan to cast out his Grace was frankly terrifying. He didn’t want his boyfriend to implode, thank you very much.

“When do you think you’ll…?”

“…today. Sometime today. I have to get back soon before they yank me back and—"

Cas and Sam had continued talking while Dean thought, but now Dean interrupted with, “Sam, are you going on your… jog. Or whatever?”

“Well, I was going to, but this kind of seems more important…” Sam trailed off slightly, and when Dean gave him a look you could practically see the lightbulb go off. He stood quickly and picked up his ipod again, then hunted down his wallet and shoved it into his shorts pocket. “Look, you guys take your time, I’ll take the long route and stop for coffee after.” Then a pause and he hesitated before looking back toward Cas and telling him, “I’ll… see you, Cas. If I’m not back before you… you know.”

Cas offered a slightly sad smile. “Mm. See you later, Sam.”

Once Sam was gone and the door firmly closed behind him, Dean wrapped his arms around Cas and dragged him back down into the bed with him, settling with Dean tucked into Cas’s side, rather than the other way around, Cas adjusted to this switch of positions easily, tucking Dean against himself and pressing a kiss into his hair gently.

“I’m sorry.” He said softly.

Dean’s arm tightened across his ribs, and he muttered, “I get it. You don’t have to apologize. I just… hate it, that’s all. Feels like losing you all over again. I just finally got you back, you know?”

“I know.” Cas brought one hand up to stroke his fingers through Dean’s hair gently, “but I’ll be back, one way or another. Just give it some time.”

Dean was silent for a while after that, just absorbing Cas into himself, before he finally murmured, “hey, Cas? Before you go, can you do something for me?”

“Anything.” Cas told him softly, sincerely.

Dean tipped his head to press a kiss into Cas’s chest, then glanced up at him and whispered, “…make love to me?”

And oh. That was…

They had only done that once before, in the entire course of their relationship. Dean had to be in a very particular headspace to want Cas to make love to him, and not the other way around. But he supposed if there was ever a time for Dean to be feeling that way—down, vulnerable, needing to get out of his own thoughts—it was now. Cas just hadn’t expected it, that was all. Not that he had a problem with it, not in any way.

And at least this time wouldn’t be the first time, though it would admittedly be only the second. Still, it didn’t feel quite so much like Cas’s heart was in his throat at the very idea. He had some experience, albeit in the distant past. And if this was what Dean wanted right now, how could he deny it to him? He would never deny Dean anything, if he could help it…

So, Cas just swallowed slightly and dipped his head down to give Dean a gentle kiss. “Of course, Dean, if that’s what you need.”

“I just need to feel you. Feel you own me. Be yours.” Dean murmured against his lips, “before you leave.”

Cas smiled softly. “Something to remember until I get back?”

“Yeah, exactly.” Dean agreed, angling for another kiss.

Kissing back warmly, Cas pulled Dean closer before gently easing him onto his back and rolling at the same time to sink down over him. They traded kisses, heated and wanting, for several long moments, Cas drifting one hand up and down Dean’s side and Dean wrapping one arm around Cas’s neck and the other around his back, holding him close. Then Cas’s hand slid down and in to palm at Dean’s cock, and he hummed out a pleased noise when his boyfriend began to harden up in his hand.

A moment later, now jerking Dean off in earnest, Cas drew back to drop a little kiss against the frankly adorable dimple in the chin of the man under him before moving on to kiss over the curve of his throat, then along one collar bone and down to his chest, pausing there to lick and bite at one nipple, making Dean gasp and arch, his hips twitching and jerking at the same time.

Cas just smiled against his skin and continued downward, kissing and licking along Dean’s skin to duck under the blanket—and hummed to himself before slowing his hand’s strokes and ducking in to lick over the head of Dean’s cock. He followed that up by taking it into his mouth, easing deep, slowly, and beginning to suck, loving the molecular-level taste of Dean’s precome on his tongue; even cosmically, Dean tasted amazing.

Soon Dean was writhing under him, hand grabbing and pulling at the blankets and, buried under the covers, Cas actually missed the feeling of Dean yanking on his hair. He just continued sucking Dean off, hot and heavy, one hand sliding up to hold against Dean’s hip to hold him still—and that pulled a soft cry from Dean’s throat, one that made Cas smile around the dick in his mouth.

Finally, though, he pulled away, licking his lips, and considered for a moment before crawling back up and popping out from underneath the blankets, hair an absolute mess. When Dean looked at him, still panting for air, Cas just flashed a smile and offered, “sorry, I need the lube. Any idea where…?”

“I don’t… ah.” Dean let his head fall back and took a few more panted breaths, then swallowed and managed; “on the floor somewhere, probably? Sam said he stepped on it, right?”

“We should have thought of this earlier.” Cas chuckled, settling half-over Dean again and leaning in to kiss him gently, sliding a hand to close it around his cock and squeezing firmly. “Just give me a minute.”

When he climbed out of the bed, Dean made a token protest but just slumped back against the pillows and eased a hand down to take hold of his own dick, starting to stroke, grip loose, just trying to maintain some of the pleasure from Cas sucking him off only a moment before. “Cas… ah… hurry.”

He was hurrying, searching the floor on one side of the bed before cursing under his breath and skirting around to the other side—and ah, yes, there it was. Cas nicked the tube of lubricant from the carpet and then climbed back into the bed, quickly getting under the covers and kissing Dean once, briefly, before ducking down under the bedsheets once more, shuffling down to push Dean’s still-moving hand out of the way and enthusiastically duck in to replace it with his mouth again. Above him, Dean just arched and moaned in appreciation.

Another long couple of minutes of a heated blowjob, hidden by the blankets that were pulled up to Dean’s waist, and Cas pulled back again, this time to uncap the lube and slick up his fingers. Then he returned the cap to the tube and discarded it to the side before nudging at Dean’s legs to get him to part them farther and bend his knees—and then licked his lips and gently, carefully pushed one finger into Dean’s body, slowly, all the way to the third knuckle in one go.

Dean hissed softly, hips shifting slightly, uncomfortable. “Ah.”

Cas poked his head out from under the blankets, a concerned look on his face. “Okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just…” Dean chuckled weakly and released the blankets with one hand, reaching down to run his fingers through Cas’s hair. Cas leaned into the touch. “It’s been almost ten years. And even then, it was only once. But I’ll be fine.” Because he knew—he knew first-hand, albeit from a long time ago—that after the initial discomfort and inevitable, vague pain, came absolutely mind-blowing pleasure. Now, Dean tugged at Cas’s hair and offered a breathless little smile. “Keep going.”

Cas looked at him for a long moment before flashing a smile and tossing the blankets back a bit so they were more out of the way, then ducking in to lick up the thick, sensitive vein on the underside of Dean’s dick even as he began to move his hand, pushing his single finger in and out—then crooking it slightly and prodding gently until he found just the right spot—and pressed into it firmly, his smile widening when Dean jerked and moaned.

“Freaking… prostate…!” Dean gasped out, head back and groaning now.

“Freaking prostate.” Cas agreed with a little grin and dipped his head to suck Dean’s cock into his mouth again even as he eased the second finger into him, pushing deep, parting and stroking, making Dean moan and gasp and twitch. Cas just concentrated on coordinating sucking Dean off with fucking him on his fingers until he added the third finger, stretching Dean wide and working over his sweet spot mercilessly all at the same time.

At that point, Dean had his head flung back, was moaning wantonly, one hand down and clenched in Cas’s hair, kneading restlessly as he tried desperately to keep his hips still despite Cas’s onslaught. Cas just continued sucking him off enthusiastically, fingers pushing and shoving at Dean’s prostate—until Dean finally tightened his grip in Cas’s hair and gave a little push.

“Stop. Stop, you’ve gotta… oh God, fuck…!” Dean shook his head against the pillows and pulled at Cas’s hair, tugging him off his dick and farther, up over himself, into a kiss, deep and desperate, then broke away again to pant against his lips; “please, Cas…!”

Cas laughed softly and ducked in for another kiss, but pushed once more against Dean’s prostate, making him moan against Cas’s lips, and then carefully pulled his fingers out and away, sliding his hand up to hold by Dean’s hip firmly, even as he nudged himself up between Dean’s legs—and eased his own cock into the heaving body of the man underneath him in a long, deep push.

Dean made a sort of strangled, choked sound and arched his back, and when he settled, he dragged Cas down flush against himself, arms wrapping around the angel and fingers digging into his back lightly. “Okay, just… just gimme a minute…”

“You alright…?” Cas ducked his head to press kisses along Dean’s shoulder, then nuzzled into his jaw gently. Everything in him was urging him to move, to fuck into his boyfriend hard and deep and slow, to make love to him until they were both gasping and desperate—but of course he wouldn’t do any of that until Dean was ready for him. “If I’m… hurting you…”

“No, ah… I’m fine, just… it’s a lot.” Dean tilted his head into Cas’s kisses and smiled, just a little expression of fondness. After a long couple of minutes of adjusting to the feeling of Cas’s swollen cock inside him, Dean’s fingers relaxed against Cas’s back and he smoothed his hands downward, then swallowed and allowed; “you can… nh… move now. Move.”

“Are you sure—?” Cas began.

But Dean interrupted by dragging him into a kiss, a breathless little plea against his lips; “please… Cas,” And then; “fuck me.”

That was all the permission Cas wanted or needed, and he dove in to kiss Dean again, braced himself on his forearms, and carefully began rolling his hips into Dean’s, fucking into him deep, slow and hard. Dean’s arms wrapped around him tightly, his fingers digging in the slightest bit, and he kissed back with abandon, moving along with his boyfriend, moans and gasps muffled against Cas’s lips.

And Dean was so hot and slick and tight, and just perfect in every conceivable way—Cas moved inside him, kissed him with the longing of a person who was leaving; going away, potentially for a long time. Like this was possibly his last chance to have this with Dean, to feel him so absolutely and completely, to possess him, even though he knew he could never own someone like Dean Winchester, not truly, and that was part of what he loved about the man so very much.

Now, Cas just did his best to show the immense amount of feeling he had for Dean, in every touch and every kiss and every firm rock of their hips together. To make sure that Dean knew that even though he was going to be gone for a time, they would always have this—this moment between them, the trust and emotion behind it. Nothing could take that away from them. Not even Heaven or Hell. Nothing.

For Dean’s part, he was just holding onto Cas for dear life, clinging to him, hands dragging up and down his angel’s back—and Cas was just that. His angel. Would never be anyone else’s. Eventually Dean had to break off from kissing him, though, to throw his head back against the pillows, gasping and moaning along with Cas’s movements: somewhere in-between making love and just fucking.

But then Cas began kissing along Dean’s exposed throat, started slowing his thrusts until he was moving hotly, sensually inside the man under him—and there was no “in between” anymore. Dean choked out a breathless laugh and lifted his head back up to bury his face in Cas’s shoulder because it was almost surreal, but no one had ever actually made love to him. Not like this.

Cas’s thrusts pulled soft, low moans out of Dean with every rock of his hips, the sounds panted in absolute wonder.

And then Cas shifted a little to ease a hand in between them and close his fingers around Dean’s weeping cock, beginning to jerk him off in time with their movements—and Dean almost protested because doing that would make him come and he wasn’t ready for it to end.

But really, if he forced himself to actually think through his pleasure-hazed brain, his orgasm was already edging up on him as it was, and to be fair to Cas, this was only his second time doing this, so Dean couldn’t exactly expect him to go a marathon. Everyone had their limits. So, in the end he just allowed it, rocking his hips into the touches and arching up against Cas, hands digging at his angel’s back, clinging like his life depended on it and face still buried in Cas’s shoulder, panting there breathlessly as he was worked closer and closer to completion.

When Dean finally came it was with an almost startled cry, throwing his head back against the pillows again and clutching Cas to him, desperate to keep him close while he painted both their stomachs with pearly come. And Cas continued to move after that, smearing Dean’s come between them as his thrusts grew jerky and fell out of rhythm. Finally, Cas ducked his head to bury it in Dean’s chest and pushed deep once more—and unlike the first time they’d done this so many years ago, he didn’t pull out: he came hard inside Dean’s slick body.

Then they both just sort of collapsed, Dean backward and Cas forward, the angel slumping over his lover with a vague, nonsensical murmur, pressing warm, meandering kisses along his chest up to his shoulder, at which point Dean lifted a hand to thread his fingers into Cas’s hair and tugged him up and into a proper kiss with a pleased little sound in his throat.

“How’s that… for a sendoff…?” Dean grinned against Cas’s lips and then kissed him again. “Fuck, Cas, that was…”

“Mmm…” Cas hummed an agreeing noise and leaned to kiss by the crook of Dean’s neck again, “amazing. You’re amazing, Dean. You feel so good.”

“I could say the same for you.” Dean tilted his head to press a kiss against Cas’s hair, then, teasing; “you know, this is about the time you’d be telling me to get out of you.”

“Hm?” Cas lifted his head with a blink, then glanced over his shoulder before swallowing slightly. “Right. Sorry.”

Dean was about to reassure him that it was fine, but before he could do so, Cas was easing back, pulling out of his boyfriend and shifting to the side to settle next to Dean instead. Dean gave a little, token wince because ow, he was going to be walking with a bit of a limp later; Sam would never let him hear the end of it if he caught on, but otherwise just adjusted the blankets and shuffled around until he was tucked into Cas’s side, an arm over his ribs, making Cas utter a soft surprised sound. That wasn’t the way they typically did things. He’d figured they would go back to normal once they were… done.

Once they were settled, Dean tucked his head against Cas’s chest and admitted, “I kind of see what you meant… about liking when I come inside you. Liking being claimed like that.”

“Mmhm,” Cas made a soft amused sound and brought one hand up to stroke through Dean’s hair gently. “It’s a nice feeling. At least with you. To know that you want me that much. I don’t know if I’d like it with someone else, though.”

“I don’t think I’d like it if it was someone other than you.” Dean’s green eyes closed over, and he relaxed completely against Cas, warm and comfortable and just breathing together. “But with you, right now, it feels… right.”

“It’s always felt right with you, Dean.” Cas told him softly, “even when it shouldn’t have.”

“I’m… Cas, I’m still so sorry about that, I can’t even—”

“There’s nothing to be sorry for, I’ve told you that before, Dean.”

“But still, I—”

Cas’s fingers paused in Dean’s hair and tightened slightly, and he tugged, urging Dean to lift his head so he could lean in for a kiss. When they parted a moment later, there was a little pinch between Dean’s eyebrows, still, and Cas just murmured, “you’re forgiven. I promise.”

Dean hesitated for a moment before leaning up for another kiss. “I’m sorry anyway.”

“I know you are.” The angel told him softly, even as Dean returned his head to rest against Cas’s chest. Cas hummed quietly and went back to petting through his hair gently. “Do you understand how much I love you, Dean? When I say I love you more than anything, I mean it. I would happily lay down my life for yours, if the occasion called for it. Being with you is what makes me whole. All the time I was without you I was… half the person I am right now. It was agony. So, I…” He trailed off briefly before continuing with; “so I need you to trust me. Believe me when I say I’ll be back. I swear I will. I’ll always come back to you, one way or another. Alright?”

Dean was quiet, just absorbing what Cas had said, before he asked softly, “you’re getting ready to go, aren’t you?”

“Soon.” Cas agreed, still stroking through Dean’s hair, then down to his shoulders and upper back. Dean was starting to tense up against him, and Cas hated it. His hand drifted up to press against the handprint brand that still marred Dean’s left shoulder—that would always mar Dean’s left shoulder. “But not quite yet. I’m putting it off, a little.”

“Don’t put it off too much,” Dean said, voice still soft, “they might yank you back. Lock you up.”

“I know… but I don’t want to leave you. We only just found each other again.” Cas murmured back. “Are you going to be okay without me?”

Dean swallowed hard at that and turned his head a little to bury his face in Cas’s chest. “It’s only a couple of months, right?”

Cas tightened his arms around him and dropped a kiss against his hair. “Yes. It’s only a couple of months.”

Dean nodded slightly. “Then I’ll be fine. Just… make sure you come back.”

Cas smiled almost sadly. “I promise.”

-- --

By the time Sam got back from his extended-run-and-coffee-break, Cas was gone, and Dean was showered and dressed—but drinking a beer before noon. Again. This time Sam couldn’t blame him, just gave him a genuinely sympathetic pat on the shoulder and, for once, joined him.

It was going to be a long couple of months.

THE END

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illarian-rambling · 1 year ago

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Happy WBW! (I'll be responding to your currency question soon! Its late and a question like currency is sure to take me a long time to write about.)

What intoxicating substances do they people of your world use? What culture surrounds them (Think pub culture for example)?

Oh yeah I figured you'd want to take your time on that, don't worry :)

As for intoxicating substances, you've got your standard alcohols. One popular hard liquor that's purely of Illaros is tyri. It's a Nabafyrian drink made of fermented berries and seasoned liberally. Depending on the type of berry and mix of spices, the drink can range from spicy to bitter. The cheap stuff is usually incredibly sweet though, so that's the tyri flavor most people expect.

As for the more exotic stuff, you've got kishra and lhara (aka the only drugs I've come up with so far).

Lhara is the stuff Astra smokes to self-medicate what we would know as adhd. It's basically Adderall-lite in an herbal form. That herb is dried and burned, producing a reddish smoke full of glowing motes. When inhaled by someone without adhd, it causes increased energy and feelings of excitement, followed by jitters, and then a crash. Many scholars in the N'Diki swamp area (where the herb grows) use that energy burst to power through projects. However, lhara is also a common folk remedy for fidgeting, petulance, and impulsivity in children. Its a 50/50 shot as to whether the kid actually has adhd or their parents just thought they were too energetic and were hoping the crash would calm them down. Often, the herb is mixed with a small amount of tobacco, so the child becomes mildly addicted and inhales the smoke more readily. Unsurprisingly, those kids grow up and continue smoking lhara and tobacco into adulthood. In general, lhara is seen as a pretty tame drug used by academics and prescribed by rural doctors.

Kishra is another beast entirely. Initially, it was imported by the Cloud Peoole from a complete other planet - the scorched world of Hal'lah. However, the Unitians quickly learned how to manufacture their own version by using runoff-irradiated cacti from the Araunian desert. The drug appears as either a yellow gel to be rubbed on the gums or a white pill, the gel being the more concentrated form. Kishra gives the user an extreme surge of adrenaline, essentially rendering the user unable to feel pain, while also allowing them to push their body past its breaking point in terms of strength and endurance. The crash is as nasty as the high is glorious, sometimes even ending in cardiac arrest. Kishra is mainly used in Unity's underground fighting rings to provide contestants an extra edge. It's seen as a dangerous drug and something that needs to be cleaned out of society. Funnily enough, this is another drug Astra has done, but only as a last resort to keep fighting with a broken arm. She might be reckless, but she's not stupid. And someone's gotta be damn stupid to use kishra regularly.

And that's about all I've got! Thanks for the ask!

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banyan-texas · 2 years ago

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Addiction: Comparing Adderall and Cocaine Effects

Adderall and cocaine are both drugs that are abused and illegally used in Texas. Still, those two substances are drastically different, and understanding their differences is important for anyone who is being affected by addiction, or drug abuse. It’s a common misconception that these two stimulants are similar and can be interchanged, but that’s far from true. Here are the key differences between Adderall and cocaine:

Adderall is a prescription medication meant to treat Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD) and narcolepsy, while cocaine is an illegal drug with powerful effects.

Adderall is typically used legitimately, while cocaine is more often abused and sold to others.

Adderall has a slower onset of effects, which is safer than the very quick effects of cocaine.

When abused, Adderall and cocaine result in different presentations. Many people take Adderall in excess to amp up their energy and concentration. Cocaine, however, is about the most intense high a person can experience. It can make them feel invincible and create a false sense of confidence. Unsurprisingly, both substances can lead to addiction, and those who are struggling should reach out for help. Drug rehabilitation is available in many locations, and many addiction treatment centers offer holistic therapy methods tailored to the individual who’s struggling. If both Adderall and cocaine are being used, it can have major, long-term consequences both mentally and physically. While abstinence is the optimal solution, it may be best to start with a drug detox that can help individuals restore their body and mind. The premise of drug detox is to rid the body of all toxins and to prepare the body for further therapy and recovery. It’s important to note that both Adderall and cocaine are incredibly powerful and users should take caution when using either one. Seek medical attention immediately if you or someone you know has overdosed on one of the drugs. Addiction can also be treated and prevented with the help of knowledgeable professionals.

#Drug Detox #Substance Abuse Treatment #Drug Rehab #Alcohol Rehab #Opiate Addiction

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homestuck-iconz · 2 years ago

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mod dave, what are your dave headcanons?

starting out easy, dave is canonically bi so that's how i see him sexuality-wise, but gender can really go either way. he's just one of those people where you can't decide if they're cis or trans and in the end it doesn't really matter. i also hc him as having adhd because i have adhd and i see myself in dave,, unsurprisingly,, but also because of that one conversation where he starts talking to himself about the meteors. you know the one. that just gives off pure "focusing on the absolute wrong thing" adhd vibes. for little headcanons about dumb things that don't really matter and might be ideas i took from canon anyway, dave is just really good at maths and terrible at english (he and rose do each others schoolwork for the respective subjects lol). also random but obviously dave ends up being scared of puppets in the aftermath to bro, but i think this ends up going for things that aren't just puppets but are soft and have dead, soulless eyes so he just ends up being inexplicably scared of teddy bears.

#mod dave #dave strider #dave strider headcanons

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snarky-art · 4 years ago

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The pixies!

Digit, Pixie of Trinkets

Amore, Pixie of All Encompassing Love

Chatta, Pixie of Conversation

Lockette, Pixie of Gateways

Piff, Pixie of Rest

Tune, Pixie of Emotional Understanding

Info on their personalities and relation to their bonded member of the winx club below the cut!

Digit, they/them and he/him

They like to collect and horde random pieces and parts of items they come across. Their personality is fairly similar to Tecna’s. They both like to hyperfixate on smaller details, but whereas Tecna tends to get too absorbed in the technicalities of things, Digit tends to think about how those smaller details can fit together in their entirety. Despite being very detail oriented they’re pretty good at being able to step back and see the bigger picture and this is good for Tecna because it can help them gain some perspective and not get as overwhelmed.

Digit is also more outgoing and has an easier time voicing their emotions and encourages Tecna to work on being more vocal about things too if they feel it’s needed, because Tecna does have a lot feelings about things, they just doesn’t always know if it’s worth it to say anything about those things.

Amore, she/her

She’s soft spoken and a hopeless romantic just like in the show. She loves to collect flowers and sweet smelling things as well as things she just finds pretty and enjoys giving these items to other beings as gifts. Much like Stella, gifting is one of her biggest love languages.

She helps balance Stella out by being less impulsive and thinking things through more. She’s also one to take a gentler approach to things whereas Stella tends to just go go go. She’s one to make a split second decision when something is presented to her and then stick with that decision. She’s very emotion driven, and while Amore is too, she’s more prone to fully evaluate those emotions before making a decision, which is something Stella is fully capable of doing, she just needs to be reminded about it at times. She’s an adhd mood basically and Amore is the one to go “wait a second!”

Stella has a lot of love in her heart too, whether it’s for her romantic partners or her friends. Amore loves this about her and thinks it’s wonderful that her bonded being loves so fiercely and completely.

She’s the second most social of the pixies and loves talking to and interacting with the other students at Alfea and is a certified love guru. She’s helping everyone with their relationships, whether it’s friendships or romantic ones and she loves it. She even likes to partake in gossip about different relationships sometimes if it’s juicy enough. She keeps it confidential though between the people who brought it up to her. She does have a life of her own in that way, which isn’t always the case with bonded pixies.

Chatta, she/her

Loud, outgoing, and excitable. She likes to collect bright colored items with cloth scraps being some of her favorites. She’s very impulsive and thinks with her heart more than her head and tends to say whatever she’s thinking without fully thinking of the consequences.

Flora tends to think more with her head and hardly ever does anything without thinking things through and going through a billion different scenarios in her head for potential outcomes, and while that is a good thing at times, it is important for her to work on trusting her instincts more, and Chatta encourages her to do that while Flora helps balance Chatta out by getting her to slow down at times.

Chatta, similar to Amore, very much has a life of her own and socializes regularly with the other students at Alfea and even random strangers she passes out in public. She’s very charismatic and loves any chance to socialize. Unsurprisingly, she’s the most social of the main pixies. That being said, she feels the most relaxed and able to “recharge” with Flora. She’ll be zipping around for a few hours and then will head back to Flora asap and just fling herself over Flora’s shoulder or head and hang out there for a while and talk about her day or ask Flora about hers.

Lockette, they/them

Inquisitive and adventurous. They’re the most likely to suggest an adventure or a journey, whether that’s exploring The Gloomy Wood Forest or sneaking off to the kitchen to scavenge for snacks.

They love to collect random keys and bits of metal they come across as well as unique objects they find as they enjoy trying to imagine and research the object’s place of origin.

Their curious nature meshes really well with Bloom’s. Bloom’s biggest thing has been searching for answers to her past and learning everything she can about her history and the Magical Realm’s history. Exploring as many places as she can to get as many answers as she can is her goal. Lockette shares those kinds of interests, both loving to try and plan for future trips and hypothesize about different aspects of the Magical Realm. Lockette’s ability to search for unusual magical auras and different doorways or cracks to other worlds is immensely helpful for this stuff too obviously. Very big history nut vibes between the two of them.

Piff, they/them and she/her

Sleepy and relaxed. They know how to rest and they’re good at it. This is the perfect balance to Aisha who’s constantly moving.

Aisha is the most put together of the Winx as an individual. She’s very sure of herself and by the end of season 2 the bulk of her insecurities have been squashed and dealt with. Even when dealing with areas of self doubt later on, her brain still knows logically that those things aren’t necessarily as bad as they seem even though she may be feeling overwhelmed.

What she needed most out of a companion is someone to get her to relax for a little while and remember to breath. She is the most put together of the winx, yes, but she is also prone to taking on a lot at a time, sometimes more than she can handle and sometimes she forgets she can ask for help. Piff helps her calm down and take time to think through things.

Aisha also deals with some PTSD (pretty much all the Winx deal with symptoms of this at some point in my thing, but Aisha’s was a little more intense for a while at the beginning of season 2 after dealing with Darkar) and Piff was able to help her get through her night terrors that plagued her for a good while.

They have nests all over Alfea and even a few in the forest surrounding the campus and some at Red Fountain. While they’re the least social of the pixies, almost everyone on the campuses know them because of their many napping areas and they all greet them if they see them passing by, to which they will occasionally wave back.

They enjoy anything comfortable or soft that they can get their hands on for their nests. Feathers are probably their favorite items though.

Piff is selectively mute and sometimes prefers to communicate more through gestures and occasional sounds. Them and Aisha are very close and feel completely at ease with each, more so than any of the other pixies and Winx members.

Tune, she/her

Very well spoken and a bit rigid at times, Tune is all about examining and articulating her feelings to the best of her abilities. She loves learning about other languages and her favorite items to collect are scraps of paper.

Musa has a lot of intense feelings, but has a tendency to mask those feelings with defensiveness and sometimes anger due to her insecurities and a fear of vulnerability. She has a tendency to squash them down and bundle them up and try to ignore them too, which inevitably results in a blow up later and her not having a good way to figure out what she’s feeling because she’s just experiencing so much.

While music is a language all its own, and tends to be how Musa deals with these emotions, ultimately more time sitting and pondering on the specifics of some of these emotions would be hugely beneficial to her in conjunction with that.

Tune’s whole thing is to get her to be more in tune (lol) with her emotions and work on processing what she’s feeling to figure out how to go about handling her reactions to those feelings. Very therapeutic for her and also very important for her growth in emotional maturity.

Tune is a companion Musa can depend on and Tune loves knowing Musa trusts her enough to come to her with any confusing or overwhelming feelings she might be dealing with.

Tune also encourages Musa to try journaling as an outlet, and while it isn’t Musa’s favorite way to deal with stress (music will always be her first), it is exactly what she needs at times and has been a big help.

#winx club #winx #pixies

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voidingintotheshout · 3 years ago

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Just your daily reminder that David Mamet is a anti-gay, transphobic piece of shit. For example, [anti-gay trigger warning:] he said: “What we have is kids not only being indoctrinated but groomed, in a very real sense, by people who are, whether they know it or not, sexual predators,” Mamet claimed. “Are they abusing the kids physically? No, I don’t think so. But they are abusing them mentally and using sex to do so.”He added, “This has always been the problem with education. Teachers are inclined, particularly men because men are predators, to pedophilia.”

43 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

*Cackles in Arabic*

Just in case anybody doesn’t know, the new total ban on abortion laws that are being proposed in various US states mean that America will, in those places, be more restrictive about abortion than Saudi Arabia or Iran. And in fact, in every Islamic country women are allowed abortions if the life of the mother is at risk because, just like Judaism, the life of the mother is considered more important than the potential life of the child. Judaism is, unsurprisingly, more open minded about this than Christianity or Islam but I think it’s still fairly restricted in Israel. Not as restricted as it would be in the Palestinian territories, but you get my point. I just wanted to say this that it’s always the impression that however conservative American Christianity is, Islam must be far more conservative but in this case Christianity ends up being the more conservative one. That being said, I obviously would not want to be a woman in a Muslim country right now but I felt like I would link this article and remind everybody of that browser extension, what is it? 11 foot pole or something where you can get around a pay wall. Might be useful in this case.

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A great little talke about how a bigoted, homophobic Iowa town drove out nearly the entire staff of their only library becase the mostly LGBTQIA staff was including some Queer books against the wishes of the Christofascist townsfolks.

A Quote: “At the meeting in March, Brooke Kruckernberg’s mother [a bigoted resident] also spoke up, stating, “For each book promoting the LGBTQ lifestyle, there should be a book on display that discusses how God created and designed people as either male or female from birth, for life.”Greenlee later explained that, in reality, only 7 of the 5,800 children’s section materials involved queerness whatsoever. On the other hand, Christianity and Christian themes were featured in 173 Children’s books.Sadly, the reality and bare numbers of the situation weren’t enough to assuage the queerphobic community members’ protestations. Clearly, they wouldn’t be happy until queerness was erased from the library shelves — and staff — entirely.”

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phoenixyfriend · 5 years ago

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More "de-aged Taka and T7 end up in the Warring Clans Era as Founders' wards" AU

“That’s a thing?” you ask. The answer is yes.

Uh. Kind of. Deaging Team Seven for the sake of tossing them back in time for a Founder to adopt is pretty common, but I’m trash for Taka so this AU started with me brainstorming the asshole team.

I am falling more and more in love with the idea of Tobirama ending up with custody of Team Taka somehow. He’s a science dad, but like. Marginally more ethical than Orochimaru.

Everyone around them is like "This is a terrible idea and it's all going to end horribly" and he's just like "Ah, these are now my children."

I've read so many "Team Seven time-travels and is de-aged, get adopted by the Founders" or "a Founder time-travels forward and adopts Naruto, subsequently picking up the others" and they're good but I now want the same plot with an even more dysfunctional collection of... eldritch mishaps? The AO3 feel of "I want this fic I just read, again, but a step to the left so it feels fresh and new"

I'm considering the tent of tranquility idea (courtesy of @sloaners) and I've come to the decision that Tobirama's... probably going to end up with Several Holes in it, and burns, and cuts, because Karin and Suigetsu never stop fighting, and if they're fighting, they're not paying attention to how soon Juugo's going to lose his grip on control.

"Hm. Tobirama?" "Anija." "Where did you get children?" "They showed up." "One of them looks like an Uchiha." "He does." "Two of them are trying to kill each other." "That's normal." "Are the Uchiha going to accuse us of stealing a clan child?" "Probably." "...Tobirama, did you steal these children?" "No."

(It's not kidnapping if they show up and break into your house first.)

(Also none of them are particularly pressed to ditch the Senju and find their clans. Maybe eventually. Not now.)

They’re assholes but Karin is, even at Supposedly Age Three, babbling at Tobirama about proper lab protocol and chemical reactions and isn’t that just the most adorable thing?

Very few people find Karin as adorable as Tobirama does, because Karin knows more ways to kill a person than most adult shinobi, because most adult shinobi don’t know about things like flesh-eating diseases and specialty poisons from the other side of the continent that can only be refined via chemical processes that won’t exist for another three decades.

Juugo is a sweetheart. Best child. Then he loses his mind but it’s okay, Sasuke is there. Do the Senju trust the clearly-Uchiha child to control the much larger five-year-old? No. But they don’t have any better ideas right now, so.

Tobirama: Hm, we should do something about that. Karin: Here’s a list of ideas and things that have already been tried. Tobirama: Thank you, small child. Where did you get this? Karin: ... Tobirama: Fair enough, let’s see what we can do.

Suigetsu is a little terror because not only is he a Massive Jerk but he also has better control over water than most adults. Mostly because he is water. It’s very hard to find him when he’s avoiding chores.

Karin clings to Mito sometimes because Family! and then Hashirama tries to tease Tobirama about being upset that one of his students/children has ditched him. Hashirama ends up moping in a corner because Tobirama snaps at him, unsurprisingly.

IDK if we have like any canon for Touka beyond skill with genjutsu, but going off of the fanon that she used a naginata, I’m going to say that Suigetsu keeps trying to challenge her to Blade Fights and she’s just like Neat, A Tiny Murder Machine.

Sasuke is very quiet for the most part and Dramatically Broods On Rooftops And In Trees and Hashirama is just like YES YOU REMIND ME OF MY BROTHER AND ALSO MY BEST FRIEND and Sasuke hides.

Sasuke does not need another Naruto, thank you.

Sasuke ends up hanging out with Mito, I think? Like yeah, sure, she’s an Uzumaki, but she’s chill and refined and calm and she has really good tea in stock. Sure he has to learn fuuinjutsu to have an excuse to hang out with her, but that’s fine. It’s interesting. Karin does it too, sometimes.

tbh that probably leaves Hashirama to hang out with Juugo? Juugo isn’t great at Excite but he is great at nature so I feel like Hashirama would be stars-in-eyes about Juugo talking to birds the way Hashirama talks to trees, and Hashirama just gets him a chicken coop like HERE. FRIENDS.

But back to the suspected child theft.

Hashirama is like “That is... clearly an Uchiha. They are going to find out, Tobirama! Someone is going to figure out we have--” “Sasuke, show him your other eye. Yeah, the one you cover.” “...” “Okay, go back to playing.” “...Tobirama.” “Yeah?” “That was a Rinnegan.” “You know those rumors that the only way to get a Rinnegan is to mix the Uchiha and Senju bloodlines?” “It’s true?” “No idea, Sasuke won’t tell me anything about his parents other than their names, and he’s three, but even the chance of it being true means we have an arguable claim.” “...that’s not going to be enough to convince the Uchiha.” “The theory is but one weapon of many in the upcoming battle of wits.” “Tobirama--” “Now if you’ll excuse me, Anija, I need to go make sure Suigetsu doesn’t flood the training grounds again.”

tbh I can’t remember who made the original comment in canon about the Rinnegan being achieved via Senju/Uchiha babies but it’s funny to use here so I’ll pretend it’s a common rumor that nobody actually believes

MEANWHILE WITH THE UCHIHA Madara found and took custody of Team Seven and company, mostly because they’re like... jounin-level despite being less than three feet tall.

It involves a lot of Madara going "I want My New Children to love me!" and being sorely disappointed by half of them. Poor fucker got stuck with Naruto, Sakura, Sai, Kakashi, Yamato, and Obito.

(KakaYamaObito are deaged by the time-travel to 10-13ish. The kids are deaged to 3-4. Everyone has memories to just after the fourth war or so.)

Karin sensed T7 and tagalong pretty much the second they popped out of Kamui, and told Sasuke, but he correctly guessed that Naruto would hunt him down eventually, and said they should enjoy the peace and quiet while they had it.

Sai pulls emotionless creepy smiles in an attempt to freak out Madara but since Madara's whole thing initially was "less children in war," he's... mostly just sad. Izuna wants to know who made his brother cry.

Madara makes a vaguely misogynistic comment that's typical for the period and Sakura just. Breaks his tibia.

Naruto is genuinely trying to treat Madara with the kind of respect a caretaker that Attempts To Care And Do Good By Them deserves, because Naruto is a good egg, but he's... three again. Which means he's a Hellion.

The literal toddlers (Naruto and Sakura are three-ish, Sai is four-ish) are, in fact, toddlers, so nobody really expects them to be able to do anything. Nobody bothers to test them beyond the basics of like. Can walk? Can talk? Can maybe hold knife? Like don’t get me wrong, they’re very competent toddlers, but their hands can barely wrap around a kunai. Their bodies are tiny. Their bones only just stopped being soft!

That said, the “tweens” (re: adults who got deaged but Less) have to get tested for their skills. Kakashi downplays himself to what he imagines a semi-competent eleven-year-old to be capable of. He thinks of, like, Neji maybe? Good, but not suspiciously good.

Obito enters an intangible state and refuses to participate. He has a Mangekyo. His body is half-Zetsu. Stop bothering him. He doesn’t want to do anything. They assign him babysitting duty for Team Seven since he can obviously defend pretty well, and Kakashi vouches for his abilities as a fighter.

Yamato decides to try to be just a little worse than Kakashi but at one point he panics and does Mokuton on instinct and now the entire Uchiha compound is screeching because did they just steal a Main Family Senju kid by accident?

Yamato: Should I tell them I was a science experiment? Kakashi: No.

Pranks galore! None of the other time-travelers even try to stop Naruto, except maybe Yamato.

Obito at the Uchiha compound is mostly "I don't want to participate" and then just uses Kamui to be intangible until people leave him alone. If it's not another time-traveler or Madara, he's not interested. He doesn't even care that much about Sai or Yamato, actually, so if it's not an original T7 member, he doesn't care, and if it's Madara, he's just here to make things Difficult.

The Kyuubi wanders up to the Uchiha compound one day and everyone's preparing for a battle, even Madara isn't confident that he can-- [BANG] "KURAMA!" [delighted squealing]

Naruto now has a pet. The entire clan is terrified. Kurama pokes his nose at Naruto's stomach and disappears into the memory of a seal.

Madara, frantically writing a letter to Hashirama "What do I do if my toddler is possessed?!?"

Hashirama: You have a toddler?!?!?! OMG you should organize playdates with Tobirama's kids! Madara: I'M GOING TO QUESTION THAT LATER, PLEASE HELP WITH THE POSSESSION THING

Kurama hunts down Naruto, and the Jinchuuriki situation is very much in the realm of "Dis Mine" Also a bit of "If I'm in the brat, there's at least one Mangekyo user in hearing distance who can and will risk his life to prevent brainwashing. (Kakashi. It’s Kakashi.)

Naruto: Kurama's one of my best friends! Every time traveler: Yeah, that tracks. Madara: [teakettle screeching]

Per @firebirdeternal: I'm just loving the visual of Giant Nightmare Terror Kurama kneeling down and pressing his nose to Naruto's Smol Chubby Toddler self and closing his eyes while Naruto pets him and giggles and every single battle-ready Uchiha is just. "wat"

Everybody else: Cool so Madara adopted a witch Uchiha Elders: We need to be careful of this horrible creature The younger generation of Uchiha: Okay that was weirdly serene and adorable and frankly the brat is really likeable when he's not being adhd as hell I think this is actually pretty dope.

Madara really wants to be a Good Dad but he has no idea how he ended up being "a dad" in the first place. He just! He cares a lot about this random assortment of kids! Some of them are from prominent clans and there should be search parties for the Senju kid with the Mokuton, or the Hatake brat, or the Uzumaki that doesn't look Uzumaki but definitely feels Uzumaki.... and SURE the only Uchiha of the bunch is a stranger who hates him for no reason Madara can come up with, but! He wants to be a good authority figure!

At least the Uzumaki appreciates that he's trying.

Seriously, though, there are clan kids and nobody’s looking for them, what’s up with that?

Kakashi still has a prize copy of Icha Icha and nobody in the Uchiha compound does a thorough check of his reading material until like three months in.

He is blamed for Naruto developing the Oiroke, because where ELSE would a toddler get such ideas? (Yamato and Obito both tell him he brought this on himself.)

Naruto waits until a Big Important Meeting lets out, something about tithes or a merchant contract, and just pulls a Harem no Jutsu in front of the entire group of Elders And Main Family. First he does a Mass Shadow Clone, which makes everyone turn on Sharingan because Fancy New Techniques to steal! Sure, they were late on the shadow clones, but the kid is clearly gearing up for something! The something is Oiroke.

Anime Nosebleeds everywhere. Most of the elders were hit. Izuna was hit. Madara is not bleeding from the nose, but he is very upset about having semi-accidentally sharingan-memorized his weird adoptee’s Sexy Older Female Alter Ego. There is yelling.

Naruto’s like “Oh, I missed some!” and decides to try again with Reverse Harem no Jutsu because there are old ladies among the Elders, and maybe some straight women representing a guild, and maybe some gay guys he missed! Madara is still not bleeding. (He’s very demi and tbh Naruto only would have succeeded if he’d tried to use Hashirama’s face. Naruto does not know this. He just figures Madara is ace like Sasuke and that no variant is going to work.)

Izuna gets another nosebleed and is just like “Well, this is not how I planned on coming out as bi, but--” “Izuna, I literally do not care about you being bi as long as one of us has an heir at some point, I’m more upset about the fact that my child has been corrupted!”

Back in the Senju compound, there is... a lot of screaming, honestly, but every time Karin and Suigetsu start trying to kill each other again, Tobirama just shrugs and tells them not to break anything.

Very easy-going caretaker, really. He's got some very deadly toddlers in hand, but they're still just toddlers.

Sasuke: Yeah, I might want to go see my clan at some point. Suigetsu: Yeah, I might want to go see my clan at some point. Karin, clinging to Mito: Yeah, I want to go see my clan at some point. Juugo: Please never, ever take me to my clan. Ever. Please. I'll stay with Sasuke, thank you.

Naruto breaks out of the Uchiha compound the first time he enters Sage Mode, several months in (it took a while to get the privacy) because he feels Sasuke and lbr if Naruto knows where Sasuke is, nothing will stop him.

The Uchiha clansmen cannot catch the errant toddler. They fail to inform Madara until Naruto is already in Senju territory because nobody wanted to admit the toddler outmaneuvered them.

Naruto wasn’t sure how to get into the Senju Compound safely so he just goes full Kyuubi, bounds over the wall screaming SASUKEEEEE at the top of his lungs, and then shrinks back down to Tiny Brat size so he could hug his Bestest Friend Ever and cling like a limpet while Sasuke just sighs and stares at the wall.

Sakura ran after him.

Sai painted a bird and Yamato dragged Kakashi onto it to chase Naruto, because Kakashi is at a point of zen regarding Naruto's bullshit and fully trusts the kid to not die.

Obito refuses to look up from whatever he's doing and asks people why they think he cares.

“We told you to look after the toddlers!” “Why would you do that? Seems like poor planning on your part.”

Disappears when nobody's looking. Waits until the Ruckus at the Senju compound (where T7 has crashed in to tackle-hug Sasuke and Madara followed in and proceeded to get shouty, and nobody's dead or battling because they're too confused and also it's a comedy) has started to calm down, and then teleports in and demonstrates Mokuton just to make Madara's life harder when the Senju Elders start demanding answers.

His energy is very "I am here to make Madara's life harder" and Madara still doesn't know what he did wrong.

Madara: That brat has a Sharingan! Tobirama: Well THAT one has Mokuton! Obito: Yamato has it too. [angry teakettle noises]

Madara's first response to seeing Sasuke is to turn to Izuna and point aggressively at the toddler while making a tea-kettle noise "He looks just like you!" "He's four, he barely looks like anything!"

Naruto, tugging at Madara's hakama: You need to make a village with Hashirama so I can see Sasuke more often, cuz I don't wanna ditch you guys, but I gotta see Sasuke! He's my best friend! Madara, who is aware that he could fight this child but really doesn't want to, and also knows that a tantrum thrown by Naruto or Sasuke is capable of leveling mountains: Right, yes, we'll get right on that.

tbh Madara wants the village anyway but "The bijuu-whisperer said he wants it to happen" is a great way to push things forward.

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