#(For context we live in the same students dorm)

[prince-kallisto]

Would you count the dark mirror as a character in Twst? Isn’t it just a powerful artifact that just happens to have a face?

This is a very interesting question Camra! 👀 I fear my answer to it will be wishy-washy nahxjs, but the Dark Mirror is a complicated case.

The Dark Mirror is certainly referred to as a magical artifact that respects NRC. Other schools also typically have magical artifacts that represent their own school, like Noble Bell College with the Bell of Salvation.

The mirror itself is an object, but this has little influence whether or not the Dark Mirror could be considered a character. The Magic Carpet from Aladdin, for example, could be considered a character in its own right, as it was animated with its own personality despite literally being a carpet. It reacts and interacts in its own unique way to the plot and other characters, so the Dark Mirror being an object doesn’t really matter in that aspect. I suppose you could say the same thing about the living gargoyles in Glorious Masquerade, which were much more obvious as characters in Hunchback of Norte Dame?

According to the official pamphlets, the Magic Mirror has the Evil Queen’s “familiar demon” enslaved inside, represented only by that iconic mask. In the movie itself, it functions like…a computer or phone with all the answers, but also speaks on his own. In other mediums within the Disney franchise, he also soeaks on its own and shows more clear emotions. In those cases, the Magic Mirror is definitely be a character

But in Twisted Wonderland, it’s role is confined to being transportation and sorting souls for the dorm- it’s talking role even more limited. Instead of being a distinctly masculine figure in Disney franchise, the Dark Mirror is referred to as “it.” I think in the Twisted Wonderland context, it functions as an artifact that happens to have a face like you said. There may or may not be a soul inside it, but its actual role seems to be a magical artifact rather than a character- speaking it’s direct answer and nothing more.

However, I would like to add that Crowley is the only character to treat the Dark Mirror like it’s own person, with emotions and facial expressions that we really don’t see at all.

This is unique to the manga I believe, but when Riddle is saying to Yuuken that it’s impossible that he doesn’t have magic, the Dark Mirror intervenes, and all the students are surprised that the Dark Mirror responded on its own- as if it’s not normally supposed to do this.

Now that I think about it, it may be important actually 👀 Everyone else sees the Dark Mirror functions as a magical artifact and object, whereas Crowley sees it as someone who can feel joy and delight, and deserves to be respected, despite simultaneously also speaking about the Dark Mirror as a magical artifact. So…my answer to this question is very wishy-washy as I’m uncertain myself, but perhaps that is supposed to be case? 🐦‍⬛ I would personally say it’s meant to be perceived as a magical artifact, but I wouldn’t be surprised if this would change in the future.

#kallistopost #ask kallisto

[thistaleisabloodyone]

I feel like Likiya is a lot like Sekai in terms of being the leader that is more "behind the scenes". What would you recommend watching to see his interaction with members? (Either interaction eith one specific member *cough*Riku*cough* or more is welcome)

Oh, man, my brain is jumping 90,000 different places 😂 This is mostly going to come from CL Live's on demand programs (I am so sorry to anyone who doesn't have CL Live premium)

I would say Riku (we all know why) and Ryu are the members that will pop up the most in this list.

Bonus note - I genuinely wonder if Riku and Kenta have ADHD and I've noticed Likiya is really good at wrangling them. He seems to take their eccentricities with humor instead of getting frustrated at them, which after hearing a ex-JET teacher friend of mine talking about how his one ADHD student was treated, I greatly appreciate.

CL Live:

MA55IVE organizes surprises to make Takahide happy - Part One, Part Two [translated into English] Likiya's surprise for Takahide is so thoughtful and considerate. Also him forking up his own money to make Takahide happy, best leader 😭

Back to the Roots special - Series [translated into English] I can't think of any specific moments, but it's four episodes of Likiya being on a team with Riku, Makoto, Kenta, Kaisei and Shogo

2023 New Years' special - it's 6 parts and included as part of the Rampe Dorm series [all six parts are translated in English] Likiya spends most of the night cooking, but if I had to pick a specific favorite moment, it's "Kenta gets defiant like this sometimes" from Part 4. When I did the MA55IVE gif set where Kenta plays with Shohei's face, I almost called Kenta "Likiya's favorite problem child"

Competing in a video game for food - Part One, Part Two [translated into English] Likiya, Rui, Riku, Itsuki, and Takahide all struggle to play a video game, Likiya struggles the most, but even when Riku's Little Shit tendencies come out, he takes it well and in good humor.

Basically Everyone in RMPG Fails to Play Volleyball - Part of the Okinawa Project series, this is Part Three [translated into English] Likiya is on a team with Kaisei and Shohei and he's doing his best even with the Absolute Chaos Shohei unintentionally causes.

RAMPE Dorm Tasting Local Delicacies form Different Mbr's regions - Part One, Part Two [translated into English] Likiya features more in Part Two, but I really like how the members respond when he's picked for the food he gets to eat 😂 (bonus: Kazuma's reaction when he realizes what he gets to eat is So Cute)

2022 New Years Party BBQ - Video [finally translated into English, bless you, translation team 😭] This is one of the main Ryu/Likiya moments, where Likiya immediately picks Ryu as his assistant for cooking. During the 50 Questions series, Ryu said he'd want Likiya's cooking skills when asked what skill he'd want from another member, but Ryu can't cook and the translation says "my dad says I don't have what it takes to cook". Likiya picking Ryu as his assistant just feels like it means So Much with that context.

There's technically a whole series for the 2022 New Years Party, but the first several parts are more the members talking to the fans, so not including them here.

RAMP Card - Video [translated into English] Likiya, Zin, Kenta, Rui, Hokuto, Kaisei and Takuma play poker with the card set that was made. Likiya honestly takes losing with such good grace - there are days when I wonder if he loses on purpose in individual competitions, to be honest.

Kitchen Kingdom - Part 1 [untranslated] RMPG Black cooks against Gekidan Exile. It's untranslated, so I'm rolling with Vibes Alone and I've actually never finished watching the full thing, but I made it to the round where Likiya teaches Ryu how to chop green onions and, honestly, this means So Much with the same context as the BBQ party.

Six Game Lovers - Part 1, Part 2 [Part 1 is translated into English, Part 2 is not] Likiya, Ryu, Kazuma, Makoto, Takahide and Kaisei play games together. Likiya and Ryu are a team.

Zin Organizes Large Prank - Part 1 [untranslated] Once again, rolling with "Vibes, Loan Words and Whatever Subtitles Pop Up on Screen That I Get Translated" Alone. Likiya is technically in all of the parts, because once a member gets pranked, they're called in to hang out with Zin and watch the future pranks occur. Likiya's the first one pranked with Rui.

RMPG is Unleashed in an Amusement Park - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 [untranslated] RMPG gets to go to an amusement park and have a 2 day, 1 night trip. They're separated into the Routes, so Likiya spends most of the first two parts with Hokuto, Itsuki, Kenta, Ryu and Takahide. In Part 3, YamaSho and Kazuma organize early morning pranks and Likiya is one of the pranksters for Route A, which is greatly amusing to me. (bonus: Riku being the only one to pull off his prank without waking the victim up in advance)

Riku Wants to Make Shogo a Bento and Has Anxiety Over It - Part 1, Part 2 [untranslated] It's untranslated, so you know the drill - Vibes and Vibes Alone. I did translate a few of the in-video subtitles and discovered the Japanese word for 'Anxiety' could be translated literally as "Negative Relax". Likiya, Shohei and Zin help Riku make a bento for Shogo

RMPG Goes to the Zoo and Likiya Suffers - Part 1, Part 2, CL treats the best date competition as a different thing, but I do not, Part 3, Part 4 [untranslated] It's untranslated so I can't verify if Team Likiya got assigned to clean the lion habitat and elephant house as a punishment or not, but, man, does it feel like a punishment (especially compared to the PR team 🤣) Likiya's on a team with Riku, Itsuki, Shohei and YamaSho

Likiya Eats Spicy Ramen to Save His Boys - Technically a part of a series, but this is the only part I've watched Part 3 [untranslated] RMPG is split into 3 teams and they're all trying to eat two bowls of spicy ramen. Likiya Pulls Through for his boys so they are not last place.

EDIT: As I was eating dinner and watching an [untranslated 😭] Rampe Film video, I suddenly remembered another one!

Rampe Film - Shizuoka Ecopa Arena - Video [translated in English] Likiya gets a mission to list 5 things he likes about a member. He picks Takuma (because baby boy is Right There 😂) and it's honestly super endearing

Non CL Live:

Uhhh... I have two, but they are tiny moments from performances and one is very easily missed.

Likiya hands Riku a towel at Nippon Haku Bangkok - Link When I say it's small and easily missed, I legit missed it the first time I watched the video for this post. It just struck me as so kind, he makes sure Riku has a towel before grabbing his own.

GOTR - Likiya putting his arm around Riku's shoulders during the call and response in 100degrees - Link

Again, they are small, but live rent free in my brain 😂

@soundberr1es mentioned RampInGood in the replies and, if you can find it, it's so much fun. Likiya, Rui, Kenta and YamaSho are regulars and they have a bonus member every episode - I've only watched the Riku one (if you have not noticed, I have a problem 😂), but it was a lot of fun.

#banqanas #thistale answers #elliot likiya #the rampage from exile tribe #the rampage #cl live #exile tribe

[i-love-frensh-fries]

✨I dreamed of being stuck in the dorm of the phontom troupe in a modern AU ✨ .

🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️🕸️

🕸️I had a weird dream that day and then it came back last night. And it's living rent free in my head.

Slight sspoilers about the new pt manga chaps.

It was the the phantom troupe in a modern AU and then there was a school that was kinda like a special academy and of course there was dorms ( like the houses from hogwarts but the hunter administration that treats your file is the one doing the sorting) and obviously my delulu chrollo juc thirsty bitch that I'm ends up t in the phantom troupe dorm aka ✨the spider house ✨that everyone is scared of. But first he is some contest about them :

It was the the phantom troupe in a modern AU and then there was a school that was kinda like a special academy and of course there was dorms ( like the houses from hogwarts but the hunter administration that treats your file is the one doing the sorting) and obviously my delulu chrollo juc thirsty bitch that I'm ends up t in the phantom troupe dorm aka ✨the spider house ✨that everyone is scared to be sorted to ( you need to have a murder recored to be sorted their but most student s don't know bout that.

But first here is some context about them bitches :

🕸️ The school was like the hunter association and in the Spider house the only people allowed are the once that killed someone before. So I guess I got their becose I killed somebody? I don't know I just lived with them.

🕸️But there is the thing with the members is that they technically didn't "kill" anybody, at least that's what the authorities assumes before going trough Juvi.

🕸️That day they just happened to be in the wrong place wrong time.

🕸️It happened when they were kids maybe in elementary, they all lived in the same orphanage from the poor side of the city so they always hangout in a certain place after school.

🕸️At that time that were a bigger friend Groupe. But one day, one in particular didn't show up at school but it's fine they didn't think about it much, they were like " it's fine we will see her at the playing spot after school, Sarasa may miss school but never play time anyways" .

🕸️Class finishes they go to their usual spot expecting to find their friend *Sarasa*, but all they find is a black teach bag waiting to be oppend.

🕸️The kids were skeptical about it, some were scared but chrollo, the "main twinck" of the groupe insisted about looking inside of the bag that was suspiciously weird and suspiciously well tied. He tired at first but couldn't do it then then finx shoot his shot but didn't succeed either.

🕸️The kids grew frustrated and all tried opening it leaving their tiny finger prints on that bag. But that until Uvogine te bigger one arrives and finally opens it.

🕸️The first thing they noticed was the metallic smell (in the dream I was kinda their but not their), when everyone hesitated so look, chrollo did. And god he regrets to this day, looking at the inside where his friend's remaining body was.

🕸️Too scared by what they fsaw they run to the orphanage and told the adult not know that they will be used to cover some higher up from the city and with enough money they will be accused of killing their friend and all end up in a specialised juvi ( cause they were minors) that will change their life's and ruin their childhood forever.

🕸️After 5 years in juvi They all come out, many of their friends died during that time many lost their minds. But they survived and are now 16 years old. They get accepted into the hunter association academy? I guess? And that's how they become the most feared students of the .

🕸️ And that where the self insert potential gets jucy. And that's where I get in the story. Apparently I killed my mom? ( we had an argument that night before I dreamed 😂). And that's how I ended up their. I was so freaking scared. But weardly some of them were nice.

🕸️Paku oda was mommy. Machi was kinda sceptical. Shizuku didn't mind same for korutopi, bonolenove and Franklin.

🕸️ Phinx was decent he is from Egypt 🇪🇬 and I'm from Algeria 🇩🇿 so African besties✨✨, we watch égyptien and algerian comedy some times and we speak arabic too. And the fact that some kings from my tribe back in time were faraones ( yeah 'cause I' m amazigh) so we get in preety heated argument about it some times, but over all he is fine. Same for nobunaga we bond over video games and samurai movies ( blue eye samurai)

🕸️But their tiny bestie just straight up hates me. He dispises me sooooo much. He tried to kill I think. Put poison in my coffee ☕ 😂.

🕸️ But the weirdest one out their is chrollo. I think he sees me more like a lab experiment. He follows me with his eyes in such a creepy way. He asks where I got who are my friends. Why am I getting along with hisoka 'cause hisoka was supposed to be the scariest he told me not to approach him cause he would kill me but then we ended up being the bestest of friends so I guess he was kinda jealous.

🕸️But anyways I ranted a lot. But this is what happened when I woke up I thought that I got into a coma cus wtf it's was a looooooooong one and it gilt so vivid a and real.

🕸️If anyone read thins and wants to make It a story or something please tag me the phontom troupe dorm is such a brain rot for me I don't know.

Anyways baaay

#hunter x hunter chrollo #hunter x hunter headcanons #dreams are weird #chrollo lucilfer #machi komacine #machi hxh #hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh 2011 #hxh 1999 #yandere chrollo #yandere imagines #yandere hxh #hxh chrollo #hxh x reader #killua zoldyck #gon freecss #hxh killua #kurapika kurta #leorio #phantom troupe #phantom troupe x reader

[deadpool15]

My girl

If I had to explain the context of my relationship, it would be complicated. Well, at least to me, it is. You see, when me and my girl and that isn't even my girl met, I was in college. I became an exchange student, and my home school does have this program where they pick a selection of students to go to different countries. I decided to throw my name in the bin to see how well my luck was.

Turns out my luck was pretty fucking good. I was able to get me a one-way ticket to Seoul National University for exactly a year. It was amazing. I got to experience so many new things, and the culture was like a change in scenery for me. But all good things must come to an end, and I started to fall behind on rent. I know what you're thinking, don't you live in a dorm? Well no I didn't, dorms are shit and I wasn't gonna take that chance I managed to find a nice job until some young fucking hideous looking bitch made a complaint about me to my boss. I'm 90% she was just being fucking racist because she kept trying to touch my hair like I was some exotic animal and caught a whole fucking attitude when I didn't allow her too. "Fucking bitch."

So, shit really hit the fan from that point. I was out of money, struggling to find a job, and my grades were starting to look like how I felt. Until I met Sayaka, a much older woman. She was approximately 38 years old at the time, while I was 20. She gave off this vibe of a confident, mature woman and I fucking loved it. She smooth talked me so fast some must say it wasn't fucking pathetic. Had a girl sitting her thinking about her every day and twirling my hair. You would think we were seeing each other after a while or at least that's what I thought.

Sayaka made it clear what she was looking for, and it wasn't a girlfriend. Sugarbaby, I believe, was the correct term. She wanted someone to spoil with gifts and affection but didn't want a relationship. Now, at first I was ok with that, I mean don't judge me I needed the money and she was hot so I was ok with it. Well, until I wasn't. People would openly flirt with her, and as much as she said she was mine, I started to realize how much she wasn't. I mean, we weren't together. She was literally paying me to "have fun" and "being pretty," and I kinda felt used.

Of course, I couldn't be mad at her, I knew what I was getting myself into, but I still had feelings. So, instead of bringing it up to her, I took the last "paycheck," she gave me, and ghosted her. I know what you're thinking, very mature of you, Stella. But the sad truth was I would rather act like she didn't exist than have her tell me she didn't like me at all. She did try to call at first, but then it all stopped I assumed she got tired of chasing after a immature fucking child. I mean, I could understand that, though as much as I understood her, a part of me wanted her to chase me. Make me feel wanted for once.

After a few months with no Sayaka, I fell into a deep state of depression. My best friend, Aubrey, had been trying to get me out of my house for a long time. But I wouldn't listen. Eventually, she randomly showed up to Korea, claiming she was entering some form of competition, meaning she would be here to help me and get my mind off of Sayaka. After a while, I felt better, I realized I had to learn how to love myself and that I was worth more than being someone's little sugarbaby. I mean, I was girlfriend material, and if she couldn't see that, then screw her. I would love to do that. Ok, maybe I wasn't entirely over her, but baby steps. I did want her back, but it was obvious she didn't feel the same, so I started to get myself back out there.

Audrey said it would be good for me. I took her advice and went on several dates, none of which worked out until I met this guy Jake. He was an exchange student from Hong Kong, he was 2 years younger than me though. But besides that, he was great. As great as it gets. The perfect gentleman. I just even kinda started to actually like him. Everything finally felt as if it had fallen into place in my life. I felt good for the first time in a long time. I was sitting at home scrolling through tiktok. I watched a video of some dude doing a mukbang. "Omg, why is this dude always eating like that. Like, do you viewer's wants to see you eat and enjoy the food or die trying. There is no way a mouth is supposed to open like that. Bro is literally not human." I was sitting there watching in disgust when my phone started ringing. Scaring the absolute shit out of me.

"Fuck," I looked at the caller ID and saw Audrey name pop up. That bitch is always scaring me. I pressed the answer and heard her yelling, more specifically Audrey's yelling in the background. "Audrey, ehat have we talked about with the yelling. I'm already hard of hearing thanks to you. Please." She ended hung up and immediately called me back on ft. I answered, "What have I said about hanging up on me like I'm one of you hoes?" I said while laughing. She started laughing again. "Hola, my beautiful bestie friend, ehat are you doing?"Minding my business what do need, Audrey?" She stared at me smiling mischievously. "So since you my bestie, I thought it would be amazing of you to like make us some pepper steak and rice."

"Wow, you called me, and the thing you wanted to talk about was me cooking. How fake of you, Ms. Lane." She looked at me with pleading eyes. "I wanna show the girls one of my best friends many qualities." I tried to glare at her, but a smile slowly started to creep up on my face. She had won me over, "Fine, I will cook your favorite meal for you. Would you like me to play delivery boy as well for you?" I stated jokingly until I saw the look on her was knowing she, in fact, did expect me to deliver the meal. "The food will be there, no get off my phone, you bitch." "Omg, I love you Stella so much." I smiled and hung up and got to cooking, it took me approximately an 1 to finish the dish. Audrey loves it ever since we were little kids. I make plates for everyone and start packing up the to-go trays. Piling all the food in my SUV, then making sure it is secure. I start to drive to the place.

Now that I think about it Audrey hasn't told me where this place is. Or anything about the show. I just assumed she didn't want to disclose too much information. But it's still weird, I mean we usually tell each other everything no matter what. A bit odd.

Stellabella🥰- Hey, babe, where exactly is the name of the competition.

Audreybunny🤡- Oo, it's called Street Women Fighter 2.

Stellabella🥰- Crazy how I had to actually ask you this stuff when you usually tell me. Isn't it?

Audreybunny🤡- Oo really..... what makes you say that?

Stellabella🥰- Why so secretive ma'am?

Audreybunny- It's just my first time in a competition like this, so I was still a bit shocked. That's all. It's weird at first. It's like crazy down here. It's wild.

Stellabella🥰- You're lying to me. You used the word it's like 3 to 4 times but it's ok I'll see when I get there send me the address.

I stared at my phone, confused. Audrey never kept secrets. Why did she care about this show so much? I guess I will actually just have to wait and find out. I use the GPS in my car. After about 49 minutes, I made it there. "I don't think I ever even watched this show, let alone heard of it. She is right. This is weird." I step outside of the car, grabbing the food carefully. "Let's stop overhinking. She is right. This is a new thing for her. I'm proud of her. My bestie is on TV shows now." I smiled softly at the thought and started walking towards the entrance.

I speak to the man at the front desk, letting him know that Jam Republic, as she texted me prior, is waiting on my arrival. He smiled at me and nodded his head down the hall, gesturing me to follow his lead. I bow towards his out of respect and a force of habit now and follow him down to the elevator. After about 5 floors go by, he shows me to a colorful hallway. "I believe you have it from here. The sign says Jam Republic on the door. It big and bright pink you can't miss it. Have a nice day, ma'am." He tells me before bowing and walking off back towards the elevator. I walk further down the hall, reading the names on the doors. "BEBE... 1MILLION... WOLF'LO... TSUBAKILL. Why does that one sound weirdly familiar. I mean, it could just be like a weirdly unique name that I find interesting."

I stare at the door for a while, completely forgetting where I am. Until a hand pulls me, I scream slightly and turn around to see Audrey smiling. "What did you get lost or something?" She says, genuinely afraid she put me through stress. "No, sorry, I was just admiring the names. Hey, have you ever heard of this one?" I ask, staring at her questionable. She looks at the names before shaking her head. "If I'm being honest, the majority of the groups are korean, so I haven't heard of anyone here, you know. Come on, everyone is waiting." Audrey scolds my hand, bouncing down the halls excited.

We walk into the door, and I greet everyone. The vibe is nice, and everyone is friendly. Which I am very thankful for, I meaning usually have a difficult time having conversations with new people. Or just meeting new people in general. I hand everyone a plate. They are sitting there thanking me before digging in. I hear Kristen on the sidelines gushing over the meal and applauding me for my "master cooking skills," or so she says. I blush slightly, thank God for my dark skin. I suddenly get the urge to pee, I grab Audrey's hand without speaking and make my way to the door. She whines because I take her away from her precious meal, but eventually get the hint and help me find the bathroom. She takes me there, letting me inside while saying she will be in the room. And if anything happens, call her. I allow her to leave, not wanting her meal to get cold, then make my way inside the stall.

I was in the process of finishing when I went to flush the toilet and hear the door sqeak open. I walk out thinking it's Audrey. "Babe, I thought you wanted to finish the meal. I literally slaved over the stove to cook. Not to mention me violating traffic laws to get it here." I stated sarcastically before not hearing her response. I continue to wash my hands before I turn around to say something else to her. Only to realize it wasn't her at all. "Sayaka?" She stares me up and down before getting close to me.

The space between us is so small that it makes me nervous. "Glad to see that I've only been gone for what, 3 months, and you have a new replacement right at the ready. Making meals for her. Aren't you just the perfect little girlfriend?" I gulp looking at her, trying to create a bit of personal space between us, and it seems she didn't like that. "You're not running away from me again. What exactly does Audrey the little fairy have that I don't, huh? Stella, you know I don't like repeating myself." I look down trying to avoid eye contact. It feels like I'm frozen, I wanted to see her so bad, but I forget the massive effect she had on me. Seems she didn't, though. "Me and Audrey aren't together. She has a boyfriend. And so do I."

I try to say that last bit with confidence, but it seems like at the moment that shit hasn't gone out the window. My voice cracks. She smiles at me, but I can tell I won't achieve anything good with rhat smile. "That's cute. My little baby got herself a boyfriend. Call him." I look at her confused, why the fuck would she want me to call the guy she is jealous of. More importantly, why is she jealous of Jake. " I don't owe you anything. We weren't in a relationship, and you made those guidelines very clear at the beginning. So you have no reason to be mad at me." I try to hide the tears falling out of my eyes by looking away until she grabs my chin.

She wiped my tears while looking at me. "Baby, I gave your money because you don't need to struggle, ok? I'm your support system, whether it's cuddling you when you're sad or gifting you shit when you're happy. In the beginning, I didn't want a relationship, I just wanted you. Labels scared me, but what scared me more was losing you. I care about you." I stared at her shockingly while she gave her confession. I didn't expect that to happen. Out of all the outcomes I planned in my head. "I care about you too, and I want to be with you. She kissed my forehead while smiling lovely at me. "My little girlfriend then." As she said that, it made me the happiest girl in the world. Experiencing true love is wild.

"Now, akachan, what do you say we give that ex-boyfriend a call and make it official." She says while leaving open-mouthed kisses down my neck, causing me to moan as she grabs my hips, pulling me flush against her body. I start to moan until she speaks up. "No, no baby, say it for the phone call. Gotta show him who you belong to, don't we?"

#street woman fighter 2 #swf2 #street woman fighter x reader #Sayaka

[class-1b-bull]

Can we share some nonsense about class B since they don't get the spot light enough?

Wrote most of this during my break at the cunt factory so it may be a little rushed /hj

Not proofread we die like men

Awase - one of his favorite things to go is weld one of his friends shoes to the ground before taking their phone or walet so they have to chase him barefoot.

Sen - during training once he missed a punch and drilled himself into the concrete and they had to get 3+ people to get him out

Kamakiri - once when Kamakiri was training with Tetsutetsu he trew him through a wall only for it to lead to the girls bathroom... they had to clean the entire dorms for like 3 weeks lol

Kuroiro - he tried to compliment his crush one time but the way he phrased it sounded like an insult and he was too scared to correct them when they pointed it out. Rip.

Kendo - there has been multiple times where one of her classmates has called her mom accidentally.

Kodai - she accidentally scared the shit out of Kamakiri once when she tried to ask him a question (he didnt see her walk up to him lmao)

Komori - she has forced awase to help her sew clothes before. He welds the fabric in place so it sticks before she secures it. The only reason awase agrees to do this is because she has a video of him falling down some stairs lmao

Shiozaki - her vine hair has thorns in it so its pretty common for her hair to latch onto one of her classmates clothes. (The class had to spend over an hour untangling her vines from Shishidas fur once)

Shishida - Shishida has a designed spot in the living area because he sheds so much. That chair is covered in fur 24/7 and its vacuumed twice a day

Shoda - he climbed onto the kitchen counter to reach something that was particularly high up once but he ended up falling lmao. He layed on the kitchen floor for like 15 minutes out of embarrassment even though no one was around

Pony - she still cant read Japanese all that well so theres been multiple times where she walked into the guys locker room/ bathroom

Tsubaraba - he tried to impress a girl by using his solid air to ask for her number but he ended up having a panic attack in front of her lmao

Tetsutetsu - he unironically says hes getting hard as a way to say hes gonna use his quirk. He hasent figured out why everyone gives him weird looks when he says that yet.

Tokage - once rin caught her eating an entire tub of icecream by herself on the kitchen floor at like 3am. Poor dude just wanted a glass of water.

Manga - one time he drew and cut out a life-sized version of himself and put his uniform on the cut out to see if vlad king would notice. He didnt.

Honenuki - one time honenuki apologized to a wall after walking into it. Only to then (immediately after) apologize to the same wall for thinking it was a person.

Bondo - he helps manga with arts and crafts all the time. And he was one of the main people that helped manga with his cutout mission (read mangas for context)

Monoma - the one time he said something nice about class A someone somehow got a video of it and showed it to their entire class. Class B treated monoma with that video for almost a full month lmao

Reiko - reiko and kuroiro work together to scare the shit out of there class every now and then but they stopped after it caused Kamakiri to punch an innocent manga in the face

Rin - not really some random nonsense he has done but I like to think if you press the right pressure points he activates his quirk involuntarily. Kinda like when a doctor hits that one spot in your knee and your leg kicks up.

I have no clue why but I really struggled writing for some of the students on this one rip... my mind was empty lmao

#class 1b #bnha headcannons #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #awase yousetsu #sen kaibara #togaru kamakiri #shihai kuroiro #itsuka kendou #yui kodai #kinoko komori #ibara shiozaki #jurota shishida #nirengeki shoda #pony tsunotori #kosei tsuburaba #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu #setsuna tokage #manga fukidashi #juzo honenuki #kojiro bondo #neito monoma #reiko yanagi #rin hiryu

[nathanrm]

Alice returns to Wonderland

This idea has always been in my head ever since I started getting into the twst fandom and I just wanna talk about it, what if Alice returns to (twst) wonderland after being gone for many years?

For a bit of context though this Alice will be my own version, a mix of all types of Alice in wonderland content that I’ve seen over the years, my version will be male because 1.my blog is for male and enby readers 2. NRC is an all boys school 3. There are already a lot of female twst reader content to the point when I look up “twst x male reader” there still a shit ton of female reader content

(and yes I will keep Alices name the same despite making him a boy, I just prefer it that way, let’s just say Alice’s mom desperately wanted a girl but Alice was born a boy, so Alice’s dad let his wife let her name the baby boy Alice)

The basics of my idea for this fanfic is that Alice grew up in wonderland being able to visit it when ever he wants with the help of the white rabbit , he’s been visiting since he was young (maybe 3-4 years old) he grew up with the weirdness of wonderland and see the beloved characters as family, King and Queen of hearts are parental figures, mad hatter, the March hare and the teapot mouse as uncles and aunt, and the jabberwock as a giant house pet , and with the rest of the great seven as his other parental figures as well (yes I’m very well aware of great 7 yuu and great 7 yuu is one of my inspirations for this fanfic idea) Alice often stays in wonderland longer than he should but it doesn’t matter since time works differently in wonderland than Alice’s words, Alice can stay in wonderland for week, months or even years but in Alice’s world he’s only been gone for a couple of hours or a day (since we see in the live action, in wonderland Alice has been there for days but when she returns it’s only been a few minutes).

And Alice was somewhat involved with the making of NRC , yes i know this sounds far fetched but I saw a theory about NRC being the evil queens old castle, they even compared pictures of both NRC and pictures from the Snow White movie as proof, since that place is really really old it obviously had a lot of changes to it, and in my fanfic ramshackle was a dorm specifically for students that are from Alice’s world, normal magic less students who are more interested in things that are considered abnormal in their world, like Alice’s natural curiosity for things that aren’t the norm in the Victorian era, here’s a bit of the fanfic for context

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“My dear do you like the idea of going to this school once it is finished?” The queen of hearts asked Alice as the boy was sitting next to her looking at a book with only pictures in it and little to no words.

-Alice looked up at his mother practically beaming with excitement ”of course mother! Night Raven College sounds like it would a wonderful school! I can’t wait for it to be finished! Meet all kinds of people from other lands, and learning new things from them just makes me excited!” The boy yelled with joy and excitement.

-The Queen couldn’t help but coo at how adorable her son was, his natural curiosity always getting the best of him “well there will be another dorm added for special students” the Queen said to grab her son’s attention

-The Queen had Alice’s full attention now, placing himself on her lap so he can listen to her with wide eyes filled with curiosity and smile on his face “this dorm will be for students like you my dear” she stated then bopping Alice’s nose making him giggle “this dorm will be for students from your worlds” she continued “students who don’t fit in with the norms of their society or government or whatever it is they have there. Magic-less students who have unique qualities of their own to make up for their lack of magic, like how your such a curious little boy, smart and a fast learner!”

-The Queen cheered and tickled Alice making the boy laugh and trying to keep his mother hands from tickling him more, the pair laughed and hugged each other in a loving embrace

-Once they’ve stopped the boy got off his mother’s lap and looked up at her to ask if he could go tell his father, the King of hearts about it, she gave a nod of approval then the boy ran off into the garden to find his father to tell him about the news

And this is the last time Alice sees his wonderland family after going back to his normal family which he regrets a lot because the white rabbit never came back to bring him back to wonderland and he’s been waiting ever since.

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I’m still very nervous to post the stuff I write and draw on here, and I’m still nervous about my writing since I’ve mainly only written stuff for myself for a long time but I wanna share the stuff I write and draw, I’m still new to writing for other people so for those who are way better writers then me feel free to point out any mistakes I make, I wanna learn so I can be a better writer

All of my writing will be male and enby readers so please don’t ever ask for a female reader I’m begging you please just don’t, I will never do female readers, I posted my rules about request before but deleted it because I haven’t posted any of my writing about twst, I will remake it once I’ve posted more of my stuff

I’ve rambled about my version of Alice for twst on @Twisted-wonderland-but-gayer blogs and a lot of their writing inspired me to make my own about twst

Here is some art work of my version of Alice for twst

#twst #twisted wonderland #writing #fanfic #my oc art #my oc character #oc rambles #male reader #enby reader #twst x male reader

[fictionfixations]

Out of Context TWST

imgs are from:

Prologue Book 1 Fan translation of Cater's ceremonial robes vignette Rook's ceremonial robes vignette Book 5 Book 6 Book 7 Spectral Soiree Tsumderland 2 A Firelit Sky Jade's Halloween Groovification Message

and then i gave up (was gonna go in order after laughing at the first img. now its a mishmash of me randomly remembering some bits i wanted to add, and removing the ones that didnt mesh too well)

recently finished book 6 and starting book 7 so there's a bunch of book 6 imgs in here

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(note: I can't find the lashing of love line when we encounter Crowley for the first time?? I swear it was there before but now its just not??)

[Lilia: What's this? You'd really turn down my juice?!]

[Vil: WAAAH!]

you get no context whatsoever except that he's sobbing (for three long hours.. its funny i swear). i refuse to show you the visual if you haven't seen it yet.

["I shall even spare it from being served as dinner."]

[Crowley: If you're not satisfied with my offer, I can arrange to have you thrown out again.]

[Grim: Not more lashings of love! We gotta get outta here! Ace: OW!]

[Deuce: Because I'm going to launch you.]

[Epel: You're...hurting me. Please, let go?]

*proceeds to beat everyone up* /hj

[> Then it's kill or be killed!]

[Grim: I'd recognize that collar anywhere. It's the same one that psycho stuck on me at orientation!]

[Cater: Aww yeah, I am getting my paint on!]

[Cater: Even so, he'll have a mom.]

Context because I can't share more imgs: In his Ceremonial Robes vignette, he's basically guessing what people's dorm will be with Trey. When they get to Epel, he goes,

[Cater: He's by far the cutest~! If he had an older sister, don't you think she would be a total stunner?

[Insert Trey's response]

Cater: Even so, he'll have a mom.]

He clarifies that he's joking but still LOL

(this was changed in the eng localization to a comment about washing dishes)

[Vargas: Great sorcery begins with a great physique! Behold the muscles you can build with a diet of raw eggs!]

[> Muscly dog man, sure why not.]

[Ace: A painting? Hard pass! I don't care how cute she is if she's two-dimensional!]

[Riddle: It's not absurd! It's literally the law!]

[Leona: Hey, I'm into it.]

[???: *sniff* *sniff*]

[Floyd: Whaaat? Sorry, can't hear you, man! Hair dryer go brrrr!]

[Deuce: You don't get to call my eggs stupid. You don't get to call ANY eggs stupid!]

[Grim: So you were only a little more annoying than you are now? > I did notice you had that vibe...]

[(Jade) "Oooh, I love it when you flee in terror. It makes me want to chase you!"]

SS from:

But I found what card it's actually from by the wiki

[Malleus: Oh, now I have to clean up your waste? You little scamp.]

[Deuce: For sixteen years, I was so sure...]

[Cater: Ooh, it's almost time! Okay, all you sexy body doubles, that's a wrap!]

[Deuce: I fell and got a boo-boo. Ouchies. *sob*]

[Jade: Oh dear, how did I get into this mess? Don't tell me you planned for me to get caught this whole time...!]

[Jamil: So I made wet burgers.]

[Grim: What if there's an assassin out for our blood?!]

[Lilia: "Lilia. When I woke up this morning, Drago was gone. Now there's this egg in his place. What should I do?"]

[Vil: EEEEE HEE HEE! YEEESSS!]

i cannot explain the utter joy contained within that one voice line. It's just pure exhilaration.

this lives rent free in my brain (along with the kiss. you get no more context besides that)

(it looks funny without the voice attached tho LMFAO. it's like a "Kyaa~! Yatta!" as in like a scream/yell and then 'hurrah/I did it/yes/sweet'! ehh, basically joy when things go well)

there's a limit to how many images you can put in one post. oops.

#out of context #out of context quotes #thoughts #twst #twst spoilers #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst event #twst book 1 #twst book 5 #twst book 6 spoilers #twst book 6 #twst book 7

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for getting into an argument with my roommate?

Hey, what's up. You can call me V. 18, M

For a bit of context, I just got into the best college in my district. It's honestly super terrifying. So many geniuses and hard workers in one place, and then there's... me. Really, it's... unnerving. I'm scared I'm gonna flunk out, or get overwhelmed and do something stupid..

Uh... Anyway, I have this roommate. I'd say I'm calling him V, but since I'm already V, I'll call him E.(His last name starts with an E if you couldn't guess. Also 18, M)

Now, E is... he's kind of strange. Very studious from what I can tell. Has the same ambitions as most of the kids in this school, to graduate and make it into the big leagues in our district. And I don't doubt E will be able to do that, he's just... weird, I suppose? Yeah, that feels like the right word...

This happened yesterday. I went into our dorm and E was already there. I introduced myself and said it was an incredible chance of fate that we met each other, to which he immediately shot me down and said "everything happens for a reason." Already he seemed a bit... prickly. And then, E told me he'd rather live in a single room. Ouch. I commend him for his bluntness, if nothing else.

We then got into some icebreakers. Learned that E grew up in our disctrict, like me, and that he's kind of a recluse? He told me that he enjoys reading, and when I asked if he has any other hobbies, he got a bit defensive. When I offered to bring him with me to a freshman party that had been held last night, he genuinely asked "do I look like I'm here to make friends?" He started telling me about how much work he put into getting into our school, and how so many of the other students in our class are simply here just to show off or whatever. I argued back that it could be a fresh start, and we started going back and forth on the topic.

Eventually I tell E that he can't just sit in our dorm room for all four years, and that he has to get out there and socialize if he wants the job he's aiming for. I said he had a lousy personality, and that he led a very lonely life. He did not like that.

I then left to go to the party. But, uh... I didn't really go to the party. I just wanted space from E. What he said during our fight stuck with me... it reminded me of how terrified of the future I am. That I don't know what I'm doing, all I know is that I have to make my parents proud. And it made me realized that I wasn't angry at E, I was disappointed with myself.

I stumbled back into our dorm SUPER late into the night, and... well, I passed out. When I woke back up, I'd missed all my morning classes... but E was in the room with me. He'd put me back into my bed, stayed with me through all of it, and even gotten me some hot chocolate for when I woke back up.

I admitted everything about how I felt after I woke up. E actually accepted the apology, thank God. (I also learned he's a sucker for compliments.)

E's out of our dorm now, and I'm still in bed mulling over how I feel. All is forgiven, but I still feel kind of bad about everything.

Sorry for the kind of long post, but with all that out of the way, AITA? Should I have just not engaged with E? Should I have kept my mouth shut?

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

[queerlordsimon]

May I request Deuce with #20 (”christmas wont be the same without you, y’know?”) please 🙏

If the fates allow

Day eleven: prompt 20 “christmas wont be the same without you, y’know?” deuce spade x reader

Cw angst, reader has to go home, minor bits of bl00d

Authors note i apologize for angst two days in a row, blame @hotchocolatefairy

Have yourself, a merry little christmas

Deuce ran across the courtyard, towards the ramshackle dorm. Small tears threatening to pour over his waterline.

Let your heart, be light

Second year at night raven, y/n still had yet to find a way home, at least by the beginning of the year. That was also when he had said screw it, if crowley hadent found a way for them home the whole year, then the likelihood of of there actually being a way home, was so low he was gonna take the risk, and asked the prefect if they’d be his partner. 

Next year all our troubles, will be out of sight

They’d said yes, and that began the most wonderful year of deuces life. Sure, it was stressful, for many a reason, but he got to face it with y/n by his side. His mother could hear the happiness and excitement in his voice when he called her and told her.

Have yourself, a merry little christmas

He stumbled over his own feet, scraping his hands on the ground, but getting right up and continued running, not caring about the stares his fellow students were giving him.

May the yuletide, gae

Their first kiss was shared under the ancient tree outside ramshackle. y/n pulled him by his tie into it, and the reminder of that moment made his stomach leap, but in this context, not in the good way.

Next year all our troubles, will be miles away

y/n smiling and cheering him on at his track meets, comforting him if he lost, or giving him the biggest of hugs, nearly tackling him when he wins. His tears started falling as these memories replayed in his head.

Once again, as in olden days

The warm autumn days where y/n decided for grim and him to rake up the leaves from the trees into piles and falling backwards into them, the dappled sunlight lighting up their face. 

Happy golden days, of yore

The day y/n elatedly said theyd go home with him for christmas. They had the brightest smile hed seen on their face since they met. 

He arrived outside ramshackle, panting heavily as he knocked on the door.

Faithful friends, who are dear to us

The prefect answered the door, eyes widening as they saw their boyfriend doubled over like that, breathing and it looked like there was blood on his hands. “Deucy?” their voice was high pitched, and deuce hugged them tightly, almost painfully, but the prefect didnt care, wrapping their arms back around him.

Will be near to us, once more

“Your going home n/n?” his voice cracked against his will, more tears than he had planned spilling over his waterline. y/n nodded slightly, crying as well.

“Yes, deucy, crowley finally found a way for me to get home. I have to go” a small sob wracked deuces body, but he stayed quiet.

“I-im happy for you, n/n, you finally get to see your family again.” y/n nodded again.

“Im sorry, deucy.”

Someday soon, we all will be together

“Its ok, y/n, you have to go, i-i understand. Youve missed your home. I couldnt take away that chance from you.” y/n kissed the side of his head hard. 

“Its unfair to you though”

“Ill live,y/n, dont worry about me”

If the fates allow

“Ill find a way back, i promise deucy, i will find my way back.” deuce let out a sad laugh.

“I dont doubt you, y/n.” y/n smiled sadly, pulling away and kissing him hard.

Until then, we’ll have to muddle through somehow

They kissed in a sad passion, before they pulled away. Deuce smiled sorrowfully. 

“Its just, christmas wont be the same without you, y’know?”

So have yourself, a merry little christmas now. 

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-queer.lord

How did i manage not to cry while writing this? Im soooo sorry for those reading this, and im sorry deuce for torturing you. I hope you got what you wanted @spadecentral . also sorry to you for making it so sad, but, its where it went. Thank you for requesting, thank you for reading. Requests for the event are still open, i need 8 more or else imma start using a random wheel to pick what to do. The prompt list is HERE and the masterlist is HERE , i promise most of my fics for this event are not angst, so please check out the masterlist to find the non sad ones. And ill see you tomorrow. 

#foryou #fyp #twisted wonderland #twst #writing #christmas #twst christmas #x reader #deuce #deuce spade #spade #deuce x reader #twst x reader #heartslaybul #angst #im sorry #im so sorry deuce

[heartburstings]

in my mind bapo is in the late 90s/early 2000s bc if it took place now it wouldn't be as believable for me. i don't mean like "oh this would never happen" or that the message is only valid in that specific time frame. but also that late 90s/early 2000s is a really specific, like... it's that context, for me, which gives a lot of the never-spoken-always-heard-ness of the show. that marriage was only legal in one state, and obviously it wasn't their own; that there wasn't any representation--i mean, there was, but it's dubious if peter or jason had ever heard of them; that there was even any support that they knew of, surrounded only by dubious-but-better-to-be-safe options. for years, since they met and fell in love. of course that felt like forever to peter. of course anytime would feel too soon for jason. of course.

like, i don't mean to water down the pervasive homophobia that still exists today, in churches, in private schools (that kids have to Dorm In!), but we've come so far, really, and there is solace in an online community where there isn't in a private school that's known to be homophobic.

(institutionally anyway; nothing to say of the students themselves. my cousin goes to a private college that is quite never-spoken-always-heard itself, but there was a sorority/secret gsa where the greek letters literally spelled "GAY." they weren't found out for just about decades, iirc. but then they came out as a sort of protest and got shut down... of course the community is still there, and she found it quite quickly. if there is support you look for the signs. but still, still, you are hidden. and it is not as if peter and jason--if there was such a group at their small, tight-knit high school--would have known how to look for it, would have known what to look for, and how to be certain. at that time, homophobia was more acceptable (duh-doy), and as such, more casual and obvious, pervasive, ingrained. no wonder jason is homophobic. i would have no surprise if they didn't even consider the possibility of anyone else in school being queer... i often wonder how they came to come out to each other. how much they would have trusted each other already. to have your one confidant to be your lover, and for only you two to know. no wonder they are so close... no wonder they broke up, while still loving each other so deeply, knowing each other as irreparably well as they did. oh shit i'm digressing. anyway.)

so, here we have two gay teens on their own, who are the only real live queer people they know. they were so isolated. they became even more so when they broke up, and it says so much about how and why it happened, how deeply hurt and betrayed peter felt, when he cut jason off so thoroughly as to not even talk to him for a passing conversation in the hallway, when they used to be fucking desperate for even a fucking second in that hallway.

i don't know. i don't want to romanticize it, and if i am i don't mean to. but there's something about that isolation that makes it hit so much harder for me. the conversation they have in best kept secret, where jason urges peter to trust that time will be kind, and that he later loses trust in it... it makes more sense to me in that context, than it would have been if it took place now, when we have made so much progress that it's easier to trust in. it's still not easy or certain, but certainly we've come rather far.

although maybe i am biased because i get spiralingly upset whenever someone is flippant and dismissive of jason's concerns as if he is stupid for doubting the world and much more faithful in homophobia than he is in god, that he is idiotic for thinking that comphetting was his best option, that he is human and flawed and makes mistakes and wrongs people as a byproduct of wronging himself and can still be a victim all the same because at the end his regret and his self hatred and his fear kills him, and then he gets mocked for it. and so maybe my opinion about when bapo takes place is really more about my love and despair for jason and wanting more sympathy for him (as far as i can see/tell), and real people who made the same decisions as him, than it is about whatever contextual meaning that time provides.

anyway. about the timeframe (not the timeline i love you guys but i do not want timeline discourse again it hurts me every time i see it. i love it and i love each date that's sleuthed out but it hurts me and it has to hurt you guys too right? isn't it stressful to do all that time math??? all the time?? love yourselves. i love you.), what do you guys think of it? while the script never changes and the year is never spoken of, in my mind, the productions are always reflective of when they were performed. i can't help it, i really do think jason and peter are much more visibly/realistically concerned about the people around them in "you and i" in, say, 2004, than they are in like, 2016. they feel more tangible to me. but also i am limited and kind of petty. does time affect the story/production for you guys?

#wynn speaks #bare: a pop opera #gonna be honest though matt is always equally oblivious and homophobic in all of them for me. idk why #he's like. timeless. there's a guy who is exactly like matt in every year for all of history i feel. #guy who really wants to be the best ever at being a guy in society and is super jealous of other guy who is good at being a guy in society #he's like ah yes the problem is with guy in society and not society #that's where i shall put my efforts! #bare analysis

[dykeomania]

Mia please I need advice on how to build a roster or even start going on dates w other women in the first place like I swear I’m not a loser I just don’t know where to start. For context I’m a femme lesbian who likes butches/mascs ….any advice will be appreciated thank u kindly ……

okay i am so bad at answering asks but i'm gonna try to give you a rundown and tell you some stuff based off of my experience

so i'm like pretty feminine presenting i guess (i dress "comfortably," tomboyish, idk), would not say i lean strictly masculine in terms of how i present myself. i keep my options pretty open. uhhh, i'm american, so i use like. dating apps in america. i'm 20. waves my hands. yktv ok just some context.

dating apps are fun. get into dating apps. i like hinge because you can set your location to wherever you want and it's free and that been be super useful if you happen to live in a small town or any place that doesn't have a big lesbo community. pro is that you can set your location wherever you want (set it to mass or anywhere in the upper northeast, bitches are gay as fuck up here -- by like uvm, mount holyoke, downtown boston, or new york, pennsylvania too surprisingly). con is that you can set it to anywhere you want, and that might put you in a long-medium distance situation so be ready for that/mindful of that or just have a car.

i would say that hinge is also good because it learns your taste after a while. so if you only swipe on masculine presenting women, then it'll pick up on that after a while and begin to only show you women who are masculine presenting. pretty cool

going on dates, and flirting with women. im not gonna say too much here bc you said you're not a loser so i think you got it but generally speaking like, when it comes time and you've got a girl in your dms and let's say you're somewhat close, don't hold back. if you catch a vibe, you can be like heyyyy im gonna be in your cityyyy dadadada we should go for coffee. let's link, let's do something. or let them know, and be like we should do something, and let them make the plans. keep them held to that. and by this point like, definitely make sure that 1) you know this person is real obvi 2) you've exchanged #s /socials with them, or at least after you've agreed to go on a date -- this is a me thing, it makes things feel a little more set in stone for me personally. and do not just settle for casual hookups. some women will hit you up on some like, oh let's just link or makeout or come to my dorm, and if that's your jam, i would say go for it but i would also caution you. however, if you want more than that there are a hundred percent women who are more than willing to like, take you ice skating, take you on a picnic, go for a walk somewhere, etc. don't settle. be patient, but don't settle

and when it comes to dating generally speaking, define your boundaries. say what it is that you want, and honor that, and honor what the other person wants as well. things may change, but it's important to make sure that everyone is on a good playing field before you really delve into things past like, a first date. things can be casual still obviously after the second date, third date, what may have you, however, but again, good comunication is important so just make sure that y'all are on the same page even if it's just casual and you're feeling things out. like, are you exclusive? do you wanna be? if you're gonna kiss at the end of your dates, make sure you both know what that means, if anything at all? etc.

and i guess the last and perhaps the most unhelpful thing is like, just keep your options very broad in terms of where you're looking but i'd also encourage you to be careful. i met some girls on my roster through like, a social media app meant for college students that i downloaded bc of my school (yik yak, dead ass). people pop up from anywhere.

i hope this was helpful. i kinda wanna say more but im trying to find things to say and it is hard because i am so sleepy

#mia what are you talking about #mwah #lowkey? #mia's dating column

[affectionate-remedy]

Here's a Sinday Lore Dump. Suggestive-ish backstory stuff below the read more. There's nothing explicit. Just some mentions of adult subjects.

For the mutuals that have been around since the old blog, this is probably not any new information. For those who haven't, though, I'll put it simply; Sumi is a dominatrix. Not just in the role that she prefers to take in her relationships, but in the literal, occupational sense.

And now, context for how we got to this part of her life.

Contrary to her usual bubbly and confident self, Sumi wasn't half the person she is now as she was in her school years and during the first two-ish years of college. She had been far more of an introvert and wasn't really good with people. Depending on the weather, 'shy' could have been an understatement.

Especially in college; shy, stressed, and without all too many friends. She spent most of her time in her dorm-room either studying or spending her leisure time alone, sometimes with the pleasurable acquaintance of smutty stories of ropes and leather on the internet. Stories that she most certainly should not have been reading in high school, but. . . we all know how teens are.

But she wasn't a teenager anymore. She was an adult. She wasn't under her parents roof anymore. She had student loans, the most sincere mark of adulthood.

So, after exam season, what's any stressed college freshman to do? Drink and party it out? See what student resources has? . . .Dumping it on your therapist?

Well, it's not to say that the above options are not reasonable themselves, but. . . Sumi had other plans. After a short bus ride, she found herself walking through the doors of a BDSM club, session already booked.

Part of her wanted to try out the real deal; see if she actually enjoys the idea outside of stories; part of her wanted to forgot about all of her worries, if only for a couple hours, even if that meant she ended up on the submissive end of the stick.

Despite giving up her control and her freedom for those few hours, she only found herself feeling more free, and somehow, more confident in herself. Being bound to another's will somehow bound all of her stressors and intrusive thoughts. It's fair to say that she left the club that night with a bit of a pep in her step. . . .She was sure to return.

By the end of her sophomore year, she had made most of her anxieties submit, metaphorically. To her, that club, and that game of domination and submission had similarities to her major. It could free one of their worries. It could show one parts of themselves they wouldn't have ever known about, guided by another. It was almost like an art, to her.

. . .And just like her major, it was something that she could be passionate about. That she was passionate about.

From then on following this realization, she wouldn't go to the club to submit. She would go to see if she could be what others were to her; in charge; a guiding hand for those seeking momentary escape from their daily lives; those seeking freedom from their stress in binding.

Eventually, she would start working at the club as a domme, mainly part-time, infrequently on the weekends. She meant to only work there so long as she had been in college, just until she really got serious, working as a therapist, but. . . she enjoyed the experience far too much to quit; even when getting into relationships.

It was a guilty pleasure of hers, and truly one to feel guilt about. How couldn't her heart ache and worry, thinking of how her partner would react if she told them, or worse, if they found out.

But that is the continuous price she had paid for her confidence and her outgoing nature. If only one were to pry on the floorboards, they would find the same, anxiety-ridden girl hidden below.

#⁓ sunset (ooc) #⁓ thinking of you (musings) #suggestive

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Do you support the Columbia stuff and everything going on in so many us unis? I’m sorry I don’t want this to come off as accusatory but I’m really scared because you felt like a safe space and I’m having such a hard time and I just saw this and my hands are shaking I’m sorry I just can’t deal with it if you actually support the things happen there. The head organiser of those protests in Columbia has openly put out that he thinks Zionists should die. They’re forming human chains to keep Jewish students from getting to their dorms. A student at Yale was jabbed in the eye with a flagpole. They’re chanting ‘burn tel aviv to the ground’ and ‘Hamas Hamas we love you, we support your rockets too’— I fucking heard it. I’m so scared please don’t support these things please please please

I wrote a long post getting really angry. But I don't like to post things like that so I erased it. I'm now going to rewrite it, calmly.

Look, I'm assuming you live in the US, which is why what's going on in Columbia is very present to you.

I barley know what's going on there. I'm guessing the post you are referring to had something to do with it. But I saw it after I read the Israeli news about a group of Rabbis trying to get food to starving people in Gaza and getting arrested. This on top of the many times they have arrested protesters here.

I took it as an ACAB post.

Since I don't actually understand the context I erased the post I made. I stand by what I wrote by itself. But I can't be sure what the original poster meant and I'd prefer things not be taken the wrong way on such a nuanced subject.

The people protesting here are protesting the needless deaths of Palestinians and Israelis. They are protesting the Israeli government abandoning 133 hostages to their fait, because the government cares more about winning a war than bringing them back alive.

Hamas did an awful thing on October 7th. That is a day no one around me will ever forget. I see the trauma of that day in myself and in ever single person around me.

But it's been half a year. And the Israeli government has lied to us day after day that this will end soon and the hostages will be back. Instead every day that this goes on they are in more and more danger. And more and more innocent people are dying.

The protesters I'm reffing to are being arrested for being critical of the government. That is wrong.

My blog is a safe place for anyone who can grasp the concept that Jewish people and Palestinian people can live on this land and share it in peace.

My blog is a safe place for anyone who can understand that what Hamas did is unforgivable, and unexcusable. And at the same time understand that a prolonged injustice has been done to the Palestinian people.

This is a safe place for people who can understand that regardless of the past we need to think about the future. And the best possible future is to stop the fighting and find a way to share this land.

Like I said I really don't know what's going on in the Universities in the US. All I know is that this is a nuanced thing going on here and my impression is a lot of people have trouble dealing with that.

There's a place to protest what's going on here in Israel. It is wrong.

That being said, there's never an excuse to wish death on people no matter how much you disagree.

There's no excuse to hurt individual Jewish people. Period. There is never an excuse to hurt any individual. Period.

You have to find a safe place for yourself. I hope I made my opinions clear. I live in Israel. I feel like I have every right to. I also feel like Palestinians have every right to live here too. Israel has done a great injustice to Palestinians and that has to be made up for.

Most of all I'm a pacifist and I want to live in peace.

#m's post

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Week 4 - Psychosocial Development

I have really enjoyed reading about theories focused on women in the textbook. Last week we read about Belenky et al. and the Women’s Ways of Knowing Theory, and this week we read about Josselson’s Theory of Women’s Development. It is extremely apparent to me that men and women develop at different rates, and even the Foubert et al. article says “women are more developmentally advanced than men [in the interpersonal relationships vector] throughout their college experience.” Therefore, women should be studied differently than men.

When I read about these theories, especially the ones about women, I am tempted to find myself in them. It’s the same thing to me as identifying as a Carrie or a Miranda (I identify as a Carrie if anyone was wondering). In Belenky’s model from last week, I feel like the various perspectives are more like building blocks, so it is easier to see myself at the end of the spectrum, integrating both subjective and objective knowledge. However, with Josselson’s theory, I am less sure where I stand or how I will end up. Maybe, since they studied women from college to their 40s, you can only know once you reach that age. It is interesting that the study focuses on the impact of your psychosocial developmental stage at the end of college and its effects on life beyond college while many of the studies focus on changes during college.

I don’t identify at all with the foreclosures or identity diffusions stages, but I lack some of the characteristics of the moratoriums and identity achievements stages. While writing this blog, I realized that I feel like I fit more into the identity achievements section, though. My thoughts while reading were that I didn’t quite fit into moratorium because I didn’t have an overprotective mother like it said many of the women studied do, but I do have uncertainty about life beyond graduation and high standards for myself. That said, I think it is reasonable to have uncertainty about life beyond graduation because I am newly still in school, and while I have high standards for myself, I believe that I can achieve them; they don’t usually make me feel inadequate. I can see myself fitting into the identity achievements box because I do take risks and form new identities, but I am still working on being motivated by internal pride and things that are good for me rather than outside sources.

The Shalka article was difficult for me to read as someone who has dealt with a significant amount of various traumas before, during, and after college. While this one didn’t necessarily have developmental stages, I still tried to find myself in it. I really identified with the “Living ‘Outside the Realm of Collective Experience’” section. When I was five, I had a very significant death in the family, and I think I have felt like I am living outside of this realm ever since. I also identified with the push-pull of relationships as a behavior that I have. It is interesting to see this research focused on trauma in college-aged students and how it affects them specifically in a context that is so social and dependent on human interaction (roommates, classmates, dorms) since interacting with others can be extremely difficult while facing trauma.

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It just doesn't stop.

I log back in again to this damned account only when JH shuns me. I notice this from the last couple of things I posted, it's all me whining about how she doesn't talk to me. Well, she did it again. Hence, I returned. This time, for more reasons than that, but that's still the most prevalent reason.

For context, I just moved into the "dorms" for my college (they're technically not dorms but they're still student housing, just roll with it) and she happens to live right next to me. She's goin through some medical shit which I happen to have experience with, so I'm thinkin I could help her. She doesn't ask for my help. So be it, she wants me away for the duration of her pain. She doesn't respond to my message of "what's up" for almost 2 days. So be it.

We go to the same dorm meeting, and I tell her where I am. She makes no effort to come see me. Not only that, but I try to catch up to her after the meeting ends and realize she was like 20 feet from me the whole time. She doesn't even look my way, leaving for the elevator before I could get to her. She didn't want to talk, and now I know she doesn't even want to see me. This fucks me up.

So now I'm depressed. I try to talk to other friends, but they aren't JH. JH doesn't want me in any capacity.

Today was the first day of class. I wish her happy birthday this morning. No response. I hear her plans are to down a bottle of vodka tonight from E, who she has a class with. JH won't even talk to me.

I know she has her own issues, her own mental dialogue, her own wants and needs, and I respect that and acknowledge that. But all I see, and all she shows me, is her shunning me. My partner posits that it's due to the fact that JH knows I think she's hot, etc., and they may be correct. Maybe I scared her off a long time ago and she's keeping up the facade of friendship simply because we have a mutual friend in E.

Speculation will only get me so far. I can build justification for literally anything I think of about her actions, ranging from "she can't wait to fuck my partner again" to "she's just as socially anxious as I am." These scenarios are worth nothing, yet I can't stop excusing/explaining/justifying her behavior. In the end, I'm just alone. That's how it feels, even when I'm surrounded by friends and my partner. One person shunning me is all it takes for my mental health to plummet.

#lavender town #mental health #lavender tower #open relationship #depression #social anxiety #wellbutrin #bupropion #college #dorms #lonely #alone

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Remus Oneshot - Visiting Hours

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Songfic (it’s more just a random oneshot with a bit of fluff that uses a song for  a small portion of the oneshot)

Song Used: Visiting Hours - Ed Sheeran

Timing: Golden Trio Era, specifically Prisoner of Azkaban timing, with a small bit of ‘Pre-Philosopher’s Stone’ at the start

Reader's Relations: None/Best friends with James (cause it’s for the plot, okay)

Reader’s House: Not Applicable

Reader’s Blood Status: Muggle-Born

Warnings: None/Sadness

Other notes: This was originally gonna be set after the Battle of Hogwarts with the reader being Remus’s sister and being the one to look after Teddy, but it evolved into this instead, let me know if you’d like to see that one too.

A small bit of context, after his parents were killed, he was sent to live with you rather than the Dursleys.

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I hummed a tune to myself as I put the finishing touches on Harry’s 11th birthday cake. I had just finished washing up the bowl that the icing had been in when Harry walked into the room, “Post’s here.” He smiled up at me and handed me one of the two letters that were in his hands. I returned the smile and turned the letter over to remove the envelope and read the contents;

“Dear Miss (Y/n) (L/n),

On behalf of Professor Dumbledore, I would like to invite you to come and teach Muggle Studies at Hogwarts. We require a new teacher, and it was agreed that you would be the best fit for the job. Of course, you do not need to worry about Harry, as I’m sure, provided both letters arrived on the same day, that he will be coming with you. I await your reply.

Yours,

Professor Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry”

I smiled at the letter, turning towards Harry who was staring at the letter in his hands. I gave a small chuckle, alerting him to the fact that I was watching him and he turned to me, “So.. when do we go and get my school things?”

“Whenever you wish, Harry, but how does tomorrow sound? There’s a birthday cake with your name on it here.”

He nodded and smiled, handing me the letter, so I could read over it, as it had been twenty years since I’d been in his position. I folded it and put it safely on the kitchen counter, beside my purse, so we wouldn’t forget it the next day and turned back to the cake, picking up the stand it was on and bringing it over to the table where Harry was sitting.

“Happy Birthday, Harry. It’s not much, but I hope you like it anyway.”

“Awesome. Thank you,” he replied, as I took out my wand and cut two slices after he’d blown out the candles. We both dug in and managed to eat half of the relatively small cake, between the two of us, saving the other half for the next day, or a later point, as it would last a few days.

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“I want three paragraphs on the uses of rubber ducks, due by the end of the week,” I spoke out to the class of 4th years. Groans were heard across the classroom and I rolled my eyes, “You should be glad I’m not making you write thirteen pages! Class dismissed!” I spoke, leaning my hands on the desk in front of me, as the students started packing up their stuff. I started to pack up a few of my things as it was the last class of the day, and I wanted the classroom to be clean for the next day. Just as I was collecting a few of the remaining quiz papers from desks, a voice disrupted the quiet, “Professor (L/n)?” I turned around to see one of the 5th-year Hufflepuffs standing at the door. I smiled and nodded, “Come in, Jen. Did you need something?”

“Not technically, I just wanted to hand this in. I finished it early and I didn’t trust it being left in my dorm until our class on Friday, so I thought I’d just come and give it to you now,” she replied, taking a piece of parchment out from her bag. I walked over and took the parchment from her, seeing it was her essay on (Random muggle objects) I’d given her year the previous day.

“Thank you, Jen, I’ll mark it this evening and give it back to you tomorrow.”

“Thank you, Professor, bye.”

“Bye, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The Hufflepuff girl adjusted her glasses and nodded before running out of the classroom. I shook my head slightly as she reminded me of myself in my school days and returned to the small office adjacent to the classroom. Sirring down at th desk, I placed the pieces of parchment in my hands down, taking out the photo of me and my school friends, the Marauders, Lily and Marlene, I kept in the top draw of m desk and rubbing my thumb over it, “I wish that heaven had visiting hours so, I could just show up and bring the news,” I took my thumb over to where James and Lily were standing, the former’s arm around the latter and giggled at the memory, before tears starting to come to my eyes. It wasn’t fair that James and Lily had been killed, they didn’t deserve it, “That he's getting older, and I wish that you met him. The things that he'll learn from me, I got them all from you,” I paused looking at the younger version of Remus in the photo. He’d helped me so much with my schoolwork, and with how to be a decent human being, his friends not being responsible as they were pranking Slytherins most of the time. During our school years, I had the most obvious crush on him and it was a surprise he hadn’t worked it out, or maybe he had and didn’t feel the same so he kept quiet about it, “Can I just stay a while, and we'll put all the world to rights? The little one has grown, and I still drink your favourite wine and soon they're going to close, but I'll see you another day, so much has changed since you've been away.” I’d been best friends with the Marauders, helping Sirius and James out with homework most of the time, and helping Remus with his/doing it for him when a full moon came, Peter doing his homework himself, “I wish that heaven had visiting hours so, I could just swing by and ask your advice. What would you do in my situation? I haven't a clue how I am to raise him. What would you do? 'Cause you always do what's right. Can we just talk a while until my worries disappear, I'd tell you that I'm scared of turning out a failure. You'd say, "Remember that the answer's in the love that we create". So much has changed since you've been away.” 

I put the photo down, unable to continue singing as I put my head down on my desk letting the tears come. That was when I heard a knock at the door. I quickly wiped my tears, allowing the person entry, and stood up, to make it seem like I hadn’t been crying, but I froze when the person walked in, “P-Professor Lupin. This is a surprise.”

“(Y/n), don’t act like we don’t know each- Have you been crying?” he asked, looking me in the eye. I shook my head, “No! Why would I have been crying?”

“You can’t lie to me, (Y/n). I was at school with you for seven years, I can tell when something’s wrong,” Remus replied, walking over to me and taking my chin in his hand, forcing me to look at him, “Tell me? I know we haven’t seen each other in more than twenty years, but I’m here for you if you need to talk.” I smiled and nodded, shaking slightly, “O-Okay. It’s just I’ve been so stressed. I don’t know if I’m doing a good enough job!”

“You are. You’re the best Muggle Studies professor this school’s ever had.”

I sighed, “No, I don’t mean job as in occupation, I mean with raising Harry. I don’t know why James and Lily wanted me to look after him if something happened to them!” I choked out, the tears coming back to my eyes. Remus just pulled me into a hug, “Let it out, (Y/n). Let it out. I won’t judge you.”

“Thanks, Rem. T-this is what made me fall in love with you all those years ago.”

The minute I’d said that my face turned bright red and I squeaked, quickly backing out of the hug, “You should really go, I’ve got a lot of papers to mark, and I want to get it-” I was cut off when Remus grabbed my upper arms and pulled me closer to him, kissing me. My eyes widened, but after getting over the shock, I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair. We broke off a few minutes later and I raised a hand to my mouth, “You just kissed me…”

“I’m sorry, I should have asked first. It’s just that when we were in school Sirius told me that if I ‘ever got the opportunity to kiss you, I should do it’.”

I smiled, pecking his cheek, “It’s okay. I confessed first anyway, accidentally but still. By the way, that was my first kiss.”

“Want me to be your second too?”

I giggled and nodded, “Most definitely. D-does this mean we’re together now?”

“Does this answer that?” Remus responded, kissing me again.

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I probably had an idea for more of this… but ehh I wanna draw so I’m ending it here