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theemissuniverse · 6 months

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DEAF! LESBIANFEM!READER WITH MK 11 CHARACTER INTROS

SUMMARY : You’re a deaf kombatant that can read lips extremely well. Your power is all knowing. You are half Earthrealmer and half Outworlder. (You mainly grew up in Earthrealm though) Everyone in Outworld knows sign language. Some Earthrealmers also know sign language or at least a little bit.

This is more an x reader with Cassie Cage, Kitana, Jacqui Briggs, Mileena, and Skarlet but with funny intros with other characters

Also love friendship between Kano and (Y/N) in this

WARNINGS : suggestive

MASTERLIST 1 , MASTERLIST 2

Italics mean the reader is signing. Not speaking

Cassie Cage : You know, I just got the perfect man for you

(Y/N) : If you say Kenshi I will strangle you

Cassie Cage : Sheesh. Nevermind

Cassie Cage : So tell me why you and Kenshi won’t work again?

(Y/N) : I am deaf…he is blind…how will he be able to see me sign to him?

Cassie Cage : Well now that you mention it…

(Y/N) : Why are you so persistent to set me up with someone?

Cassie Cage : Okay, I know the Kenshi thing was stupid but Takeda? He’s right for you

(Y/N) : His son?!

Cassie Cage : Um, why didn’t you tell me you liked girls?!

(Y/N) : You didn’t ask me

Cassie Cage : We’ll, guess I gotta call off the date I set up with you and Takeda

Cassie Cage : Wait. If you’re all knowing then does that mean you know-

(Y/N) : That you have a crush on me? Yes. Very much so

Cassie Cage : Goddamn it!

Cassie Cage : If you’re all knowing then does that mean you’ve seen me naked?

(Y/N) : It does not work like that but you can give me a demo if you want

Cassie Cage : *nervous laugh* Is it getting hot in here?

(Y/N) : I’ll whip you with your own pistol

Erron Black : If you’re doing it then I’m into it

(Y/N) : I gotta start off conversation saying ‘I like girls’ when I battle you people

Jacqui Briggs : If you’re all knowing then who’s gonna win the fight?

(Y/N) : Me. Obviously

Jacqui Briggs : Are you just saying that because you’re a bitch or are you serious?

Jacqui Briggs : Takeda is mine, (Y/N)

(Y/N) : I’m more interested in you

Jacqui Briggs : Oh shit-

Jacqui Briggs : I’m taking you out, (Y/N)

(Y/N) : I’m flattered but Cassie will be crushed

Jacqui Briggs : What? That’s not what I meant -

Jax : If you knew about other timelines, why didn’t you say anything?

(Y/N) : Nobody asked me

Jax : That’s the stupidest thing I ever heard

Johnny Cage : So why do you gotta be mute and deaf?

(Y/N) : You are a fucking idiot

Johnny Cage : I’m a fucking idiot? Well-can’t argue with you there

Johnny Cage : If you’re deaf then how come you can read my lips?

(Y/N) : I’m deaf. Not blind you idiot.

Johnny Cage : All I got from that is you calling me an idiot.

Johnny Cage : Okay, this sign language thing is hard

(Y/N) : How did your daughter pick up on it and you didn’t?

Johnny Cage : Yeah. I didn’t understand a word you just signed

Johnny Cage : Stop flirting with my daughter

(Y/N) : Trust me, a Cage is not my type

Johnny Cage : I don’t know if I should be offended by that

Kabal : Kano’s gotta soft spot for you

(Y/N) : Of course he does. Have you seen me?

Kabal : I don’t see the hype

(Y/N) : I am surprised you of all people know sign language.

Kano : You think I don’t do my work with deaf people? I’m not an ableist. Murderer yes but not that

(Y/N) : Dear God…

Kano : How can you tell I have an accent?

(Y/N) : Your mouth moves different than an American

Kano : That’s fucking cool

Kano : Come join the Black Dragaon, love

(Y/N) : So I can run from an ugly blonde with a gun? No thanks

Kano : She is ugly isn’t she?

Kitana : You know that I’m with Liu Kang, (Y/N)

(Y/N) : Ugh. Mr. Chosen one. Come be with a real woman

Kitana : Find her and I’ll be with her

(Y/N) : Liu Kang can’t handle all of that.

Kitana : *laughs* And you can?

(Y/N) : Very simple. Yes.

(Y/N) : I’m standing in front of the embodiment of beauty

Kitana : Flattery will not save you in this fight

(Y/N) : Well I tried

(Y/N) : He can’t give you what I can give you

Kitana : You know if you’d just asked me out before him then I would’ve been with you

(Y/N) : Wait…I actually had a chance??

Kitana : Skarlet is bad news, (Y/N)

(Y/N) : At least she actually likes me

Kitana : I did like you

(Y/N) : Your sister is obsessed with me

Kitana : She is hardly my sister

(Y/N) : Mileena was right. You are annoying

Kung Lao : You know you like me

(Y/N) : I tolerate you

Kung Lao : In my world, that’s the same thing

(Y/N) : I’m not interested, Kung Lao

Kung Lao : Kitana will never go for you

(Y/N) : I don’t need second rate monk to tell me that

Kung Lao : Why didn’t you just say you liked girls?!

(Y/N) : Even if I did like men-you would not be my type

Kung Lao : I’m everyone’s type

Kung Lao : So say if you did like men…who are you picking? Me or Liu Kang?

(Y/N) : You really want me to answer that?

Kung Lao : *sighs*

(Y/N) : Your friend may not pick up on my signing but tell him I am not interested

Liu Kang : Oh he knows but that won’t stop him

(Y/N) : Let’s see if a grave does

Liu Kang : I heard you have affections for Kitana

(Y/N) : Does that bother you, monk?

Liu Kang : I mean this in the humblest way possible, I am not threatened by you

(Y/N) : Mr. Chosen One

Liu Kang : You were always jealous of me, (Y/N)

(Y/N) : I wouldn’t be jealous of you if it bit me on the ass

Mileena : I can treat you better than my sister

(Y/N) : What are you gonna do? Eat me?

Mileena : Isn’t that what you’re interested in?

(Y/N) : Tell your father that I’m not joining his concubines

Mileena : None sense. You will be mine

(Y/N) : Holy shit

Mileena : My sister is missing out on you

(Y/N) : You’re implying that you have me

Mileena : Soon I will

Mileena : If I were Kitana, I would’ve picked you

(Y/N) : Smart and…a little freaky looking. I like it

Mileena : You will like more

Noob Saibot : We admire your skills in kombat

(Y/N) : Thanks dark shadow thing

Noob Saibot : But they will not save you from me

(Y/N) : People doubt me because I am deaf

Raiden : That is the advantage you have

(Y/N) : They won’t ever see me coming

(Y/N) : How come I wasn’t the chosen one?

Raiden : Are you prepared for-

(Y/N) : That sounds like too much work

Shao Kahn : You will join my concubines

(Y/N) : Read my hands. Hell no.

Shao Kahn : I wouldn’t be so convinced

Skarlet : You have infinite knowledge

(Y/N) : A blessing and a curse

Skarlet : Feed it to me

Skarlet : Your affections for Kitana are ridiculous

(Y/N) : Enlighten me

Skarlet : There are far better women in front of you

Skarlet : Your skills are far greater than a regular warrior

(Y/N) : Aw. You flirting with me, Skarlet?

Skarlet : I cannot resist

(Y/N) : Not gonna lie, you do look good in red

Skarlet : I am flattered, Psychic

(Y/N) : Baby, I can give you more than flattery

(Y/N) : Keep your boyfriend in check, Blade

Sonya : Keep your ego in check, deafie

(Y/N) : You did not just call me that

Sonya : Stay away from my daughter, (Y/N)

(Y/N) : She’s the one glued to me, moron

Sonya : I don’t know what you just said but I’m gonna kick your ass anyway

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conduitandconjurer · 3 months

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Hi! Sorry I took so long to share. This is the picture from season 4:

https://www.instagram.com/p/C2zsCNAr8tT/?igsh=MTNrajRhM3R3aXM4dg==

I’m not sure if links work through asks but the official account (umbrellaacad) posted it on instagram. I don’t think having an account is necessary to be able to see it.

It worked, thanks, friend!!!

Hm. Hmmm. Yeah that...is a thing that they posted. Huh. lol.

I mean. This will seem shallow, but Klaus's appearance has always seemed intentionally tied to his inner emotional and psychological (and yes, spiritual) journey--his tattoos alone attest to that--so I think I'm particularly critical of what doesn't seem aligned to his character development visually. That said, I can see how he'd maybe revert to a point in his life when he chopped off and straightened his BEAUTIFUL CURLY hair ( =_=;;;; lol) since the excruciating journey he just embarked upon in order to START seeing himself as worth more than the mastery of his powers ...has kind of been...nullified lol by losing them (I get it, it's a Gerard Way esque thing to be totally nihilistic). Klaus may feel as if he can go back to his younger years (the tennish years preceding the start of Season One) and relive them totally detoxed, harm to his brain and organs also reset, sober. And that's valid, plus I know Klaus has a penchant for going through phases to distract himself from his real problems.

Which is why I'm So Tired™ when I see the nitrile gloves. They have to be in a "still-no-powers" timeline in this shot because Luther is still not fused with ape DNA. I am guessing this is going to be some kind of dumbass ableist gag (lbr, TUA has never cared about stepping right in it when it comes to ableist tropes) a la Adrian Monk and "hoho haha, compounded, severe and complex trauma gave him germaphobic OCD!" (in Klaus's case, because he now has remembered all the murder-experiments Reg did on him in the crypt, and he's no longer immortal, so that makes him hyper-aware of anything that could kill him without his safety net). On the one hand, if this is true I'm happy he has something to lose and therefore cares about how to spend his limited remaining days. On the other hand, no, I don't want Klaus to die, I want him to still have his powers but also CHOOSE to do the work of slowly recognizing he doesn't need them to be worthy of unconditional love.

Is the potential germaphobia good writing? Probably, in many respects.

Is it what I want, because I'm a soft-touch who just wants to see her favs heal because it gives her comfort? Nah.

Is reducing Klaus and his character development to a punchline what I want? God no. I'm so tired of it. I don't care how satirical the show is. Pick on someone else, lmao. I know he's the fandom fav which translates somehow into making him the target for the worst disastrous twists, but LET THE DUMB GAY DANDELION REST.

I saw someone write an alternate theory which I now have forgotten but I KNOW I reblogged it so please feel free to go digging in my reblogs.

Other thoughts: You can tell by the way he's the only one looking a different direction, Five is still the real leader, and I'm glad Luther gave up on that, bc he's Ferdinand the Bull and it doesn't suit him to be all stressed out and bossy. He picks up siblings and throws them down stairs or strangles them when he's overwhelmed, haha DDDDD: Anyway, poor Fivey never wears civilian clothes, except that One Time when he and Klaus went looking for Klaus's birthmother (they are good for each other and need to just like...get in a fucking car and leave again. LOL).

Ben and Viktor look hot but also confused which, fair, especially in Ben's case since he's a Sparrow and a moody Edgelord who needs hugs, lol. And possibly a more dangerous enemy than Reginald, which I frankly hope brings out Klaus's "I'm a big harmless sweetheart who finally snapped a la Katara bloodbending in Avatar" moment. I Need It. Literally every other sibling has had the chance at a minor nervous breakdown, come on. Let Klaus not be okay and acknowldge it to anyone who'll listen! And yeah I know his siblings all love him, I've never disputed that once. Sometimes love ain't enough, and needs to pair up with respect. Sad but realistic truth.

Finally, I wanna know if Allison has reconciled with the family and if so, how. She is fascinating and I think her villain era in s3 was 100 percent in alignment with her character development and her lifelong issues with consent (also Reginald's fault!)

This all came out spicier than I meant LOL. Im not snarking at you, anon, I swear. Thanks for sharing <3 I just expect VERY little out of Season 4. Hopefully I'll be wrong! I was similarly wrong with the Loki series, which gsve me a perfect final-arc scenario for my favorite character of all time.

#Anonymous #meta #i dunno more like me being tired #sorry if this is #negative cw #tua spoilers

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thebluelemontree · 3 years

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I know GRRM has previously stated that ADwD!Tyrion is at his lowest point, but I find it very hard to see how he will ever redeem himself given what he has done and what he has participated in. Do you believe readers gloss over the tragedies he faces i.e. slavery, the Tysha revelation, and do you see path for redemption?

I think with the fandom in general there does seem to be a proportional relationship to the amount of careful consideration people give their problematic favs versus how little they give to a character that is decidedly not their fav. Full disclosure: Tyrion is not one of my favs. There are moments I don’t like him and I don’t personally connect with him. He’s deliberately written to be someone most readers will wrestle with. Out of all the POVs, he’s probably the most psychologically complex and fraught with a minefield of trauma-induced hot buttons. As we know, profound trauma and horrific family dynamics rarely produce saintly victims who suffer beautifully, quietly, and always behave magnanimously. I am by no means an expert on Tyrion; however, I do know he definitely started out as a good person. Early AGOT Tyrion is a pretty decent fellow who validated Jon’s feelings of anger and resentment and designed a saddle to accommodate Bran’s disability for no other reason than he just empathized with them both. Even later on, he does stand up for Sansa against Joffrey’s cruelty, even though their marriage was a miserable farce and act of war against her family. Sansa seems to bear no personal ill-will toward him despite it. I think we should leave room for the possibility the impression he made with small kindnesses in the beginning could come back around to foster peace and mutual forgiveness between the Starks and Lannisters toward the end.

But before that he was a sweet, loving kid until he was brutally disabused of the notion that anyone could possibly love him. I can’t imagine anything worse than your own father violently raping by proxy two innocent kids for the crime of his son being happy and believing for one single second that he was loved for himself. He’s experienced a lifetime of continuous physical, sexual, mental, and verbal abuse on top of ableist bigotry and repeated scapegoating that nearly cost him his life more than once. For all his dark gray, unlikable moments, it’s actually kind of a miracle that Tyrion still retains what goodness he does have when he could have been totally fucked up beyond repair, without any pity or compassion left in him, and hating all of humanity with every fiber of his being.

GRRM does a good job of delivering blow after intensifying blow leading up to the moment he snaps and murders Tywin and Shae.There’s the overwhelming stress of the trial for the regicide he was framed for, one where his guilt and conviction is a foregone conclusion. The public humiliation and betrayal of Shae’s false testimony where his sexuality is served up for mockery. The people of KL are literally bloodthirsty and cheering for his death. There’s the momentary hope and crushing defeat of Oberyn Martell championing him in the trial by combat. Then finally Jaime drops the Tysha bomb. I mean, wow... it’s a lot. It’s totally understandable why he goes to the Hand’s tower to confront his father instead of escaping immediately. Personally, I don’t think he has to be sorry about killing Tywin at all. That pile of excrement had it coming and deserved a painful, ignoble death on the shitter at minimum. Shae is the only one there that has enough mitigating factors to say she definitely didn’t deserve to be strangled to death, though I get how it happened in the heat of the moment under intense mental duress. I think he needs to atone for that one, and I say that as someone who thinks Shae is a callous, conniving, greedy, low-level bloodsucker without any redeeming qualities. Yet, killing either of them, especially Tywin, didn’t bring Tyrion any peace or satisfaction whatsoever. Kinslaying is still up there with the most cursed of transgressions. It’s major part of his spiral into the tormented abyss we see in ADWD.

It’s been a long time since I read ADWD as it’s not my favorite part of the series, so my memory of all the details is not the best. And like I said, I am not an expert on Tyrion. The general impression I get is that Tyrion thinks that he thinks he hates humanity and he’s finally become the monster everyone believed him to be. So he rages against practically everything and everyone. He certainly harbors a hatred for the people of KL and the sister sitting on the throne. There is a high probability he acts upon those feelings and helps usher in a catastrophic tragedy out of vengeance. Just as an example, he is aware of the wildfire cache sitting under KL and that knowledge can be used in a really bad way. Might be that crossing a point of no return, which may feel glorious in the moment, is ironically the thing that causes him to recoil in horror and regret after the dust settles. Consider Tyrion’s dream about the duality of himself:

That night Tyrion Lannister dreamed of a battle that turned the hills of Westeros as red as blood. He was in the midst of it, dealing death with an axe as big as he was, fighting side by side with Barristan the Bold and Bittersteel as dragons wheeled across the sky above them. In the dream he had two heads, both noseless. His father led the enemy, so he slew him once again. Then he killed his brother, Jaime, hacking at his face until it was a red ruin, laughing every time he struck a blow. Only when the fight was finished did he realize that his second head was weeping.

If the two heads are both noseless, then they are both present day Tyrion. There are two sides of him right now that are equally capable of reveling in bloody vengeance and weeping for someone he still loves even though they wounded him deeply.

Then what? Well, the thing about hitting your lowest point is that you can either dwell there until you fatally self-destruct or you can find your way back up. Granted, ADWD Tyrion is in a dark place, but there’s still space to get even darker for at least a little while in TWOW. It is possible Tyrion spends the rest of his life atoning for his worst actions during this period, using his intellectual gifts (even the parts that are Tywin writ small) to serve the needs of the people he has harmed. And it does make good story sense for someone who grew to hate humanity for very understandable reasons still found it in himself to care about it enough to save it. Even sacrifice himself for it if necessary since there’s a strong possibility he is a dragon rider. Since all signs seem to point to him ultimately playing a heroic role against the Others, we can rule out the idea that he just says good riddance to bad rubbish and laughs while the world ends. That has to mean something, right?

There is always a path for redemption for anyone who sees the wrong of what they’ve done, has heartfelt remorse, and commits themselves to meaningful and lasting change. It’s not really about forgiveness at all, although that sometimes happens alongside redemption and it’s certainly easier for people to forgive once they see change. Redemption is work the character must do themselves for the right reasons. It’s not a status granted to them by other people. In fact, it’s probably more sincere when someone decides to do right anyway even if no one ever thinks better of them. If Tyrion (or any other character) is unforgivable to you, then the best worst thing that could happen is that they have to live a long life and spend all of it repaying their karmic debt. Even if he’s not my fav or your fav, a lot of people out there still do relate to him and the things he’s been through. A lot of people are not okay and not good victims from the trauma they’ve suffered. Fiction with redemption that is possible for anyone gives people hope that they could be better too, and there’s no other instance in the books that makes me think GRRM is cynical about redemption. The only way redemption isn’t happening for Tyrion is if he choses not pursue it.

#Anonymous #valyrianscrolls #tyrion lannister #asoiaf meta #redemption in asoiaf #not my area of expertise but I'm trying my best here #my meta

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chelledoggo · 4 years

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Coming Clean

The past few days for me have been...eventful, to say the least.

But it's a new day, I've cooled down from the panic, and am ready to make my final, no-BS statement on this whole controversy. I feel like it needs to be done, and a few tweets on the subject isn't enough.

CW: Transphobia, Ableism, Suicide, Anxiety, Panic attacks, Depression, Rape and Murder mentions

On Sunday, July 12, 2020, I made a meme and posted it to Twitter. Essentially, the meme was comparing issues of mainstream trans and nonbinary people (being killed, being raped, being made fun of, being denied health care under Trump, etc...) to the online xenogender community, a community which I had not previously properly educated myself on.

Xenogenders, as I understand now, are gender identities that are used by some people, typically neurodivergent people, because they feel that these terms describe their gender identity better than the predetermined labels that are more commonly used. (cis, trans, nonbinary, agender, genderqueer, etc.) These identities are often based on unconventional factors, such as aesthetics, creatures, mythical beings, natural phenomena, and so on, and often use pronouns specially coined to compliment them.

In the meme, I depicted a very unflattering stereotype of xenogender youth, and used some tasteless terminology to describe how they present their developed gender identity to the world.

I won't bullshit you anymore. Here is the meme. (CW for Transphobia and Ableism; Rape and Murder mentions)

I posted it to Twitter, closed out, and took a nap. I didn't expect much to come out of it except for a few likes and retweets. I was obviously very wrong.

When I woke up and pulled up Twitter again, I was greeted to my notifications being flooded with replies upset by what I'd posted. Many of them were calling me out for ableism and transphobia. Some of them were just flinging insults and mocking me for my age/appearance/etc. Some of them were just fancams.

I'd finally seen the true impact of my actions.

Anyone who knows me well knows that I have a fear of angering others or becoming hateful and ignorant. I would never want to intentionally hurt innocent people, especially those of marginalized groups such as the trans and nonbinary communities. And as someone who is neurodivergent herself, I certainly wouldn't want to be willfully ableist. I've faced ableism in one form or another for my entire life.

People could also tell you that for pretty much my entire life, I've suffered with mental illnesses. I've been professionally diagnosed with depression, anxiety disorder, PTSD, and bipolar disorder. As such, I'm prone to panic attacks, outbursts, and suicidal ideation when under extreme distress.

As soon as I saw all the anger and hurt I'd caused, I started spiraling into a severe panic attack. I didn't realize how much this meant to a lot of people. A lot of young, neurodivergent people.

I felt like the scum of the earth. I fucked up, just like I've fucked up and made people hate me so many times before in the past. This is my life. Acting without thinking, and then unintentionally hurting people.

I immediately deleted the tweet and made an admittedly hasty apology.

When I'm in this state, however, I don't think clearly. My immediate reaction was that I was just too much of a fuck-up to go on living. I made a tweet saying I wanted to kill myself without any thought as to how that might be interpreted as guilt-tripping after I fucked up instead of taking responsibility.

Again, I was called out on it. So I deleted my suicidal tweets, too.

I then started posting tweet after tweet after tweet claiming that I was sorry and wanted to “be better.” But this barrage of tweets, as sincere as I thought they were at the time, came off as shallow damage control.

Once again, I was called out on this.

The next day, I tried once again to make a no-bullshit apology. I stated in plain english that I was indeed transphobic, ableist, and 100% in the wrong to make that meme, and that, while I still didn't fully understand xenogender identities, I would be respectful of them from now on.

There were plenty of people who were glad I apologized and learned from my mistakes, and I honestly felt a lot better for it.

I was hoping this would just be a fresh start, and things could slowly go back to normal for me and my friends.

However, there were also people angry at me for “bending the knee,” as they put it. I hid their replies to my apology because some of them (not all of them) were friends of mine, and I didn't want them getting attacked.

Some of my friends took this as “throwing them under the bus,” and were angry at me for it. A few of them decided they didn't want to be my friends anymore.

My friends, whether I agree with them on everything or not, mean a lot to me. They are really the only emotional support I have. I suffer from abandonment issues and my mental illness symptoms spike whenever I lose people I consider close friends.

So I lashed out at them for not respecting my decisions. I felt like they didn't really care about my mental health or my emotional wellbeing. I was hurt. Hurt just like I hurt everyone with the meme that started this whole nightmare.

I then, once again, started posting suicidal tweets. I talked about wanting to “chug a bottle of pills” and “go out like etika.” I actually attempted to strangle myself with a bathrobe belt. But, of course, I'm an all-talk-no-action coward when it comes to suicide.

After this, something just kind of fizzled out inside of me. I came to the conclusion that as much as I wanted to just make everyone happy, I couldn't. I couldn't make everyone believe that I was sorry, and I couldn't make everyone stop seeing me as just someone who wanted to “bend the knee” to avoid backlash.

So I was done. I gave up. I didn't care anymore. I was numb.

I made one last series of tweets stating just that, announced I was taking a break from twitter to heal, privated my account, and left. (I also made a tweet asking for people to report the person who screenshotted my meme and got people on me, but then I got called out for targeting a minor, and deleted this tweet as well.)

That brings us to right now.

I decided that I needed to really sit down, gather up all my thoughts, and recount the entire series of events. I just want everything that happened, including my words and actions, to be understood.

I'm not a bad person. I'm not an ableist or a transphobe. But I am a human. A human who makes mistakes. And when I make mistakes, I want to learn and do right by the people I've hurt.

I'm also a person with an extremely fragile mental and emotional state. A person who doesn't think clearly under pressure. A person who's had to put up with a lifetime of feeling like a failure who should honestly just cease to exist.

The bottom line here is this: I've gone through the suffering that I needed to go through. I realized the consequences of my ignorance. I've tried and am still trying my best to do right by everyone. I need to get this thing off my chest, confess to my sins, and finally let this whole thing go. So I can heal. So that everyone I hurt and everyone who got caught up in this can heal.

I would be lying if I said I completely understood xenogenders at this point. I probably never will. But I don't need to understand. I just need to be respectful. Because at the end of the day, no one's hurting anyone by identifying with a xenogender identity. They're just people trying to find themselves, just like I am. Who the hell am I to put them down? I'm neurodivergent. I've been young. I should know better.

I sincerely apologize to the xenogender community, to the LGBT+ community, to my friends, and to everyone that got caught up in this.

I love you all.

TL;DR: Made a shitty meme. Didn't do my research on xenogenders. Was ableist/transphobic. Had a severe mental health breakdown. Alienated everyone. Am genuinely sorry.

NOTE: At the time of posting this, my Twitter is still on private, and I’m afraid to unprivate it just yet. I would appreciate it if my friends could share this so it can get out there.

#shut up chelle

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mybestfriendthedingus · 4 years

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We build these paper mountains

Pairing: Steve Harrington x CP!Reader

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: Swearing, quick mention of ableist assholes otherwise it’s pure fluff

A/N: been wanting to do something like this for a while since it’s rare I get to read characters like me so!! If you’d like to learn more, I recommend checking out this article!

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Being the only person with cerebral palsy in Hawkins has always been a challenge. You’ve dealt with every situation in the book.

Not being taught how to read, write, or do math in elementary school because the teachers were a bunch of ableist assholes whose only purpose was making your childhood a living hell? All you can say is thank fuck your aunt was willing to teach you.

Nobody wanting to hang out with you because you had weird special interests and were seemingly Anti-social? This one followed you all the way through high school but you can’t be more grateful to have met Robin after all that shit.

Passing someone on the street with the brace on your leg on full display only for them to look at you with pity in their eyes and say, ‘oh you poor thing. Your life must be so rough’? Almost had to hold Robin back before she strangled them.

These moments, they hurt, but they have never been the ones that really truly got to you. It’s in the little things, behind closed doors when the world isn’t watching.

It’s all the times you struggled opening packaged food because your right hand was too weak to twist the plastic the right way.

The times you couldn’t cut your fingernails because you didn’t have enough motor control to do your left hand.

Especially the times like now, when you’re standing at the counter in your bathroom, staring at the reflection. You’d promised to go out with Steve tonight, but you haven’t moved in more than half an hour.

You grit your teeth as you hold up your hair with one hand, the scrunchie loose enough around your fingers. You’ve lost count how many times you’ve tried this already. It’s not even transferring the scrunchie from your hand to your hair. That part’s easy. It’s tightening it so each strand stays neat in the ponytail and attempting to pull the bundle through the scrunchie a third time. And sure you could’ve done it two times instead, and you have tried but it never stayed.

All you can say right now is you’re glad you didn’t attempt the one handed braid.

Poking your tongue out, your brows furrow in concentration as you slowly retrace your steps. It’s starting out good, the ponytail firmly held in your good hand. You pull it through a second time and give yourself the faintest smile when it turns out the way you want it to. It fades when your fingers fumble for the elastic again. So close, so close. You pull it through and...

It’s not at all what you had hoped. Tears spring to your eyes as you take in the lopsided ponytail, the huge bubble your hair makes on the left side of your head. You rip the scrunchie from your hair and throw it against the wall with a frustrated scream, too caught up in your failure to hear the door downstairs.

“Fuck! Fuck!” You run your hand through your hair and tug, falling to the tiled floor.

“Y/N?” Footsteps thunder up the steps before Steve Harrington is hovering in your doorway. A frown tugs at the corners of his lips and in a matter of seconds he’s crouched in front of you. “Love, what happened?”

You sniff, shaking your head as you bury your face in your arms. “It’s so fucking stupid.”

“Hey —“ Steve reaches out and flicks away a tear running down your cheek with the pad of his thumb. “Not to me, okay? You know that. Deep breath. What’s wrong?”

You raise your head and meet his gaze. His expression is completely open; brows pulled together, eyes wide. Emotions flood through every crease in his expression. For you, and for a second you are still struck by the shock of it all.

“I —“ You gasp out a breath. Avert your gaze. “I can’t do anything right.”

Steve traces circles in your arm. “What d’you mean?”

“I mean like, I’m not — I’m not you, Steve! I can’t play most sports. Can’t ride a bike. Can’t drive. I’m afraid of doing anything because my parents were so fucking overprotective of me growing up. I just...” You swallow. “I just wanted to get my hair out of my face and I’ve been trying so hard and I can’t even do that right. I’m such a failure. I don’t understand why you even like me.”

“You’re not a failure.” Then Steve’s cupping your cheeks, lifting your head. “I don’t give a shit about what you can’t do, okay? I love you because you’re funny, and smart, and so ridiculously kind to everyone you meet no matter who they are. And plus, you think I want to be dating me?” He scrunches his nose, pulls an expression that causes a laugh to bubble up the back of your throat. “That’s a disaster of its own. Not to mention fucked up.”

“But I - I’m different than everyone else. I wear a brace on my leg and I can’t even straighten my arm. Half the time my speech is either stuttered or slurred. I need to buy winter gloves in two different sizes because my right hand is that much smaller and —“

Steve smiles, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. “Yeah and? You’re literally just listing off all the reasons I think your beautiful.”

Your cheeks redden and you shake your head. “I’m not enough, Steve.”

“Can’t say I agree.” He leans forward, presses his forehead to yours. “Cause you’re all I need.” When he pulls away, he’s grinning. “So what if some things are too difficult to do with one hand? Or your appearance or the way you talk is different from what others expect? You are worth so much fucking more than any of that.”

Tears dribble down your cheeks again and Steve’s expression turns into one of alarm before you start laughing. Uncurling from your fetal position, you reach up and lay your hand on his cheek. He takes it in his and leans into your touch. “I love you so much,” you say. “How did I end up deserving you?”

His lips are a hair-breadth away when he breaths, “by being you.”

You tilt your head up and capture his mouth with yours. His hands grip your waist while your good arm curls around his neck and tugs him closer. “Do you —“ you interrupt him with another kiss. “Do you still want to go out?”

Playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, you nod. “Can you help with my hair first?”

Steve kisses your forehead. “What do you think?”

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whump-tr0pes · 4 years

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Honor bound 2 - 4

AKA

Gray’s real fate

This is a series. Start here, continued from here.

This is a sequel series to Honor Bound.

AO3

Cw: some brief, somewhat ableist dialogue

The nurse was smiling. Isaac shot to his feet, a sort of strangled sob bubbling up in his throat. They have to be alive, they…

The room went black.

He came to on the couch, Finn’s hand smoothing his damp hair away from his forehead. The nurse stood behind them, clearly having just been pushed out of the way. His stomach roiled as he searched for his team, their faces spinning sickeningly above him. His hand clutched at the couch below him and he steadied himself.

His mouth was dry. “Are they…?”

“They’re doing just fine.” The nurse’s lips quirked up. “All things considered. The bullet shattered two ribs and took a portion of the lung. The surgeon wasn’t able to get it out. It’s going to have to stay in your friend, unfortunately. But the damage has been repaired and they’re out of surgery. They’re recovering now.”

“I want to see them.” Vera’s voice broke with strain.

The nurse pressed his lips together. “They’re still intubated and sedated. It’s going to be several hours until they wake up, at the very least.”

“I don’t care.” Her hand was clutching Tori’s so hard her knuckles were turning white. “I want to see them. It’s my - ”

“Not your fault.” The words tumbled from Isaac’s lips. He pushed himself up off the couch, the world going a little gray as he did it. “Not your fault. Not yours.”

“Please.” Tori’s eyes were filled with tears. “Please, let us see them.”

The nurse chewed his lip. “Ok. I can take you to them.” His eyes flicked to Isaac. “You…”

“I’ll be fine.” He pushed himself up to a seated position and froze as a wave of nausea crashed over him. His skin broke out again in a cold sweat.

“I can get a wheelchair for you…”

“I’m not going to see Gray in a damned wheelchair. They’re the one who’s hurt, not me.”

Sam’s eyebrows were pulled together in concern. “Isaac…”

“No.” He clenched his jaw. “I’ll be fine. Maybe I just need…a little help…”

Sam’s hands were on him in an instant, supporting him. He met their eyes for a moment, gratitude heavy in his gaze. They pulled his arm around their shoulders and wound an arm around his waist, taking as much of his weight as they could as they slowly stood together. They stumbled as Isaac’s knees gave out for a moment. Finn lunged forward to catch him, wrapping their arm around his other side and pulling upright again. Isaac squeezed his eyes shut, breaths coming faster. He swallowed hard and nodded.

“Ok. Come with me.” The nurse’s face was pinched with concern.

“What about her?” Vera’s eyes went to Edrissa, huddled still where she had been for the past several hours.

“She’s coming with us,” Isaac panted.

Edrissa’s eyes were wide as she looked up at Vera with a pleading expression. Then slowly, resignedly, she got to her feet and followed the group as they left the waiting room.

The nurse wound his way through the halls, dodging people rushing past, equipment, beds. Every now and then he shot a glance behind him to see if the team was still following.

“What’s your name?” Tori asked, her hand still clutched in Vera’s.

“Thomas,” he threw over his shoulder.

“Were you there for the surgery?”

“I assisted, yeah.”

“Did it go…?”

He shook his head slowly as he sidestepped an electronic monitor. “It was a hard surgery. Not as bad as it could have been, but…it went well. Doctor Rosa is the best surgeon I’ve ever seen.”

“How many have you seen?” Ellis was as close to Finn as the tight hallways would allow.

Thomas cast a more serious look behind them. “Here? A lot. Most don’t make it very long.”

As Sam was about to ask him what he meant by that, he pushed through a door into another corridor with doors all the way down the hall. He stopped at the first room and put his hand on the handle. “They look pretty rough,” he said in a low voice. “But they’re ok. When you’re ready to leave, do you think you could find your way back?”

Finn nodded. “Probably.”

“Ok.” He pushed the door open and stepped aside. They filed in one by one with Sam, Isaac, and Finn bringing up the rear. “If you need something, hit the button on the wall and someone will come.” He left, pulling the door closed behind him.

Isaac’s heart clenched when he saw Gray. They were tangled in a mess of wires and IV tubing, a series of monitors behind their head blinking with lights and making a slow beeping sound. A bag of blood ran into one of the IVs. Isaac felt dizzy. That’s mine. An ET tube emerged unnaturally from between their teeth, taped to the side of their mouth. The room seemed filled with the whooshing sound of the ventilator connected to the tube. Their chest rose and fell steadily with each artificial breath.

They all seemed frozen in shock. The person in the bed seemed to bear little resemblance to Gray at all. It was just their body, without their gentle smile, their strong and soothing hands, their soft gaze and kind words. Their heart pumped, their lungs moved, but the process looked almost mechanical. They looked…empty. Vanished.

Sam sobbed, a hand going to their mouth. Finn took Isaac’s weight and lowered him to the floor against the wall, their hand locked on his shoulder as their eyes were fixed on Gray. Sam fell to their knees beside the bed, their hands fluttering over Gray, settling at last on their hand.

Finn went to their side and wrapped their arms around them, whispering in their ear. “Shh…don’t cry. It’s ok. They’re alive. You need to be strong for them now, ok? They need to feel good things right now. They need to hear us be happy and brave for them.” They pressed firm kisses into Sam’s curls. “I need you to be strong for them. If you need to cry, we can go out into the hall. But right now they might be able to hear you and we need to give them something good to hold on to so they can focus on getting better.”

Sam nodded, wiping their nose with their sleeve. “Gray…Gray we’re all here…” They sniffled. “All of us. We even brought someone new.” Edrissa blushed where she was standing, huddled into the corner. “We’re going to take her north when you get better. And you’re going to get better, Gray. You had a good doctor. And Finn saved you.” Finn looked at the floor and ran their fingers through Sam’s hair. “We’re all safe, Gray. Tori’s here. Vera went to get her, and saved her. And Gavin is d-” They bit their lip. “We don’t have to worry about Gavin anymore.”

Vera drew closer to Gray, lightly trailing her fingers across their forehead. “I killed him, Gray,” she whispered. “I killed the man who hurt me all those years ago. I…I broke free of his control. He couldn’t hurt me anymore.” She swallowed hard, tears welling in her eyes and spilling over. Tori tucked herself under her arm and nestled her head on Vera’s shoulder.

“You’re gonna get better.” Ellis pressed their hand to Gray’s foot, standing at the foot of the bed. “You’re gonna get better and we’re gonna leave this place, go somewhere safer. We’re gonna help you get better. We’re all gonna take care of each other.”

Isaac watched them all crowd around Gray, whispering their encouragement and love, pressing their hands against them, holding each other as they did. His eyes flicked to the corner, where Edrissa was standing. Her arms were wrapped around her chest, her gaze fixed on the little group. Tears were streaming down her cheeks.

Continued here

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schoolfullofmorons · 4 years

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Berhaps share more of this serial killer au????

oh yes of course !!! be warned that gary is not supposed to represent every mentally ill person out there, don't treat ND people like they're murderers it is not good

anyway

[ tw: murder, abuse mentions, arson, drugs, ableism, mental issues, cheating ]

i went back and forth on it but finally decided that i wanted him to go to the asylum and start off following the path of redemption au. however, after getting out of the asylum, instead of his father bribing his way back into bullworth, he gets sent off to a school outside of town, where he knows no one and no one knows him.

you'd think this would be a great opportunity for him, considering his history at bullworth; but the thing about his asylum visit in redemption au is that it's really, really traumatizing, and instead of aiding his mental health, it instead progresses it to the point where he begins to expierence some severe disconnects from reality. in redemption au, he has pete and jimmy to ground him and counteract these once they realize what's going on with him; in this new school, he has no one.

entering his senior year alone proves to be very very difficult as his mental health declines and he ends up falling into the wrong crowd; a group of maybe 3-4 boys who all expirement with hardcore drugs such as LSD. while gary doesn't take them, he is pressured into a lot of situations where he mixes with people experiencing that disconnect from reality like he is; except his is based off of trauma, not drugs. at first he feels accepted by them due to this shared disconnect, until the crowd starts to terrorize him for not being able to cut off his own trauma and mental health issues.

these boys WERE his therapy. his father had stopped paying for therapy at this point since the asylum had deemed him "fixed," and while he was still on medication, he was so far gone that he needed more than that. considering they were essentially the only thing influencing him to keep going, he'd often put himself in risky situations, and almost got killed multiple times.

despite all of this he still managed to get himself into college. he still doesn't know how; all of senior year is a blur to him. all he remembers is sleepless nights and crying in stranger's bathrooms. but freshmen year comes fast, and a nineteen-year old gary takes his first steps towards adulthood.

his father decides to teach him his version of "responsibility" (which in reality is just child neglect) and takes him off of his medication. he tells gary that if he wants help he'll have to pay for it himself; he's an adult now, he should take charge. the thing is, gary can't mentally hold down a job and keep up with school. it's too much and tends to very easily overwhelm his autism. so, he just quits cold turkey.

he stops hanging out around the boys he was previously associated with and started hanging out a lot with his abusive roommate. this roommate was often very ableist towards gary but gary took it since he literally just, didn't have anyone else. and he was tired of being lonely.

he enters his sophomore year and nothing is getting better. he's started having violent outbursts that are worse than those he expierenced in high school, and his roommate and him have been fighting. so he decides to quit school and drop out. this decision is impulsive and doesn't last very long.

when he enters his house he catches his father cheating on his mother. his father hits him for what he witnesses and threatens him. gary knew that his home wasn't safe to go back to but he had longed for some sort of familiarity. this was familiar. the abuse was familiar. and it made him really, really fucking angry.

he burned down his father's house that night on a whim, killing four people: his father, his father's mistress, his mother (who was sleeping upstairs), and one of the servants. many other servants and butlers were injured. panicking, he went to his roommate and begged them to lie to the police about where he had been, essentially admitting to the crime. his roommate agreed, sick with power, and lied to the cops, saying him and gary had spent the night studying in their room.

gary got a burn scar from the fire on his forearm and started wearing a lot of long sleeves after that. it's very rare to catch him without them in this au.

he drifted around in a sort of daze after that. he had just killed his parents and he felt both relieved and frightened, but his brain refused to process any of it. he went to his father's funeral, where most of the town of bullworth had gathered. gary's family was tied as wealthiest in the town, rivaled only by the harrington's, and they were extremely popular. teachers, lawyers, students, everyone showed up, even people who didn't know him.

one of those people was a cop who told gary he was sorry for his loss. it was outside the funeral, and gary was smoking a cigar. gary panicked as the cop turned; why would a cop talk to him? did he know what gary had done?

gary leapt on top of him and strangled him, then stuffed his body in a nearby dumpster and fled in a panic.

surprisingly, he didn't get caught then. he wasn't even questioned by authorities. he returned to college, but was soon called back to bullworth to sort out his father's will. his father had left him everything. gary became rich, yet didn't know what to do with it. at this point he was terrified of therapy, wondering what his therapists would say if he confessed to the murders or the anger issues, and was paranoid that the medication was poisoned. paranoia made him refuse to ask for help and he put forth all of the money to pay for his college tuition, stuffing the remaining sum into a savings account.

after that he attached himself to his roommate. while they had been "friends" before, they didn't hang out often. now gary sought to hang out with him all the time. gary was terrified of being alone with himself, and terrified even more of having another breakdown.

sophomore year ended and junior year rolled around. him and his roommate got in a huge fight. roommate called him overbearing and went to hit him; gary whipped out his pocket knife and stabbed him.

he took great care to hide the body of this one; he put it in an incinerator and burned it. when he went back to the dorms and cleaned up he was shaking. he hated himself. he decided that night that he'd focus completely on school; he was a psych major who wanted to become a therapist to give kids what he had never had.

he met jimmy again his senior year of college. jimmy had went to a tech school and become a small-town cop. he didn't seem fazed that gary was his ex-rival and instead made peace between them; jimmy even introduced him to several of his children.

jimmy wasn't exactly dating anyone, but was kinda dating everyone. he cared for his kids, both adopted and biological, from past relationships he had had, but tended to jump around from relationship to relationship quite quickly. he never abandoned his children however and sought out to give them the best life they could have. that's why he was a cop.

gary didn't know any of this at the time and found himself falling in love with jimmy. it was the first time anyone had looked at him with kindness for four years. he was lonely and he was tired of himself, so he erased the past from his memory and vowed to start over. and he did. he began dating jimmy a few months after their reconciliation, where he was able to meet lola, gord, pete, and talk with zoe over facetime. it felt like a blessing in what had, until recently, been a rather cursed existence.

he found out jimmy was a cop about a month and a half after dating him.

during this time he swore off of killing, but it didn't last very long. he was assigned a project in english with a classmate. said classmate started coming onto him very strong. gary said no, he didn't stop, and gary killed him.

this one was messy. he was so shaken by the circumstances leading up to the killing that he couldn't empathise with himself that he had just killed another person, again. he fled to jimmy's apartment, drenched in drying blood, and begged him to let him take a shower; he lied, saying he had gotten in a fight with someone, but jimmy wasn't stupid. there were no obvious injuries on gary's person except the burn scar on his forearm.

gary showered and they didn't talk too heavily about it, but jimmy began to get suspicious. he checked into gary's history and realized that people who got close to him tended to disappear. a few days later they had a fight about it and gary ran off to a local club, just trying to get somewhere where people wouldn't know him and wouldn't say his name like he was a monster.

he wandered around the building and found some of his old friends, who gave him a gun and a shiny knife. he was fascinated with them and set them on a nearby table. girl came onto him, he freaked out, and he shot her.

this time there were several witnesses to identify him. he fled back to jimmy's apartment to try and explain but it was of no use. he was arrested, the town rejoiced in their safety and he was given the death sentence.

and that's serial killer au.

#ask #anon #gary smith #serial killer au #long post #i tried to put a read more but tumblr is wack so i apologize

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almaasi · 6 years

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reaction post typed while watching SPN 13x23 “Let The Good Times Roll”

idk what you guys thought but I LIKED IT and here’s why!!!! (EXCEPT THAT THING WITH THE KNIFE??? WHAT THE HELL???)

04:02pm

so it only took 45 minutes to an hour to find somewhere to watch this, my thanks to @trisscar368 for helping me out!!!

eventually found it streaming rather than downloading, would not recommend but HEY IT WORKS (for now) [http://gorillavid.in/zbtu97hfei65]

this feels like it’s 2008 all over again, trying to watch doctor who after school

OKAY LET’S GO

i’ve seen a bunch of major spoilers but i know cas doesn’t die so i’m good. apparently it’s A Boring Episode but also MICHEAL and LUCIFER so

idk idk let’s just watch the thing and find out what happens

04:04

rowena: is there, i dunno, music? CARRY ON MYY WAYWAR---

fuck

04:09pm

feels good having bobby there

BOBBY’S REACTION TO TRUMP IS THE BEST EVER

“and you call where WE come from ‘apocalypse world’?”

04:11

cas: “they’re talking about whether kylie jenner would make a good mother. consensus is no”

hey give her a chance

i mean i know nothing about her but she seems... teachable?

dean: “yeah well, that’s why i’m a chloe man”

WHOOOOOP dean loves his girly trash tv i see

brown werewolf: “now that is why i’m a chloe man”

dead brown person alert :|

how naive i was to think he might be left alive because he got a speaking line and made himself a dean parallel with that single line

04:16

mary: “do you really like the rain?”

bobby: “when it’s this beautiful, i do”

lest anyone forget bobby is a gentle down to earth sweetheart

soft papa bear

“rowena and charlie are road-tripping it through the south-west”

WOULD WATCH THAT SPINOFF

but #savewaywardsisters first

04:19

dean: “can you imagine? you, me, cas, toes in the sand, couple of those little umbrella drinks, matching hawaiian shirts, obviously”

PLEASE

“....some hula girls“

mmmm *squints at how that part was said after a....... pause, off-screen with the camera on sam*

04:24

dean to jack: “it’s not about being strong....... i don’t know what you went through over there... but i know you came out the other side. because you ARE strong”

good papa dean words

much love for him and his emotional avaliability

04:26

dean: “whatever you’re dealing with, whatever comes at us, we’ll figure out a way to deal with it. together. we’re family, kid”

sam said it to dean, dean said it to jack

i guess the next step is ...jack saying it to cas?? SOMEONE’s gotta say it to cas

but also WOOOO DEAN’S CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT REGARDING JACK SINCE THE START OF THE SEASON

04:32

is it just me or is this a seriously unfortunate racist-looking coincidence

desperately hoping this wasn’t the guy who killed maggie

(i don’t think it is, which means maybe this is a “don’t jump to conclusions” kind of storyline which has a race-relations subtext??? i wish it meant nothing besides jack’s need to protect others, but given the lack of living characters of colour on this show, the minute a person of colour shows up, it BECOMES about the fact they’re not white, bECAUSE they always die, invariably)

anyway, my point is: this is problematic

also the red shirt. as in “red shirts always die” ??

edit: thank goodness....... RED HERRING

“3 sheeps” poster in the background

i remember this symbolism from something earlier but can’t remember exactly what

i’m thinking lambs to the slaughter, or being part of a flock, or being herded into something they’re wrong about, being naive, following each other one by one into the unknown

wow reading tarot has improved my “make a list of all the obvious symbolism” skills

04:39

the fact cas is suffering with the angel language whistle is interesting?? i thought it hurts dean because he can’t understand it

which means.......cas isn’t understanding this noise?

or maybe he is understanding, it’s just real loud

04:42

enjoying sam being protective of cas

lucifer: ........”the three amigos.... sam, dean, and the other one”

that’s probably how a lot of people see team free will tbh

how sad

lucifer: “you want a lightsaber?”

jack:

vroom

we mAY HAVE LONG SAID HE’S TOO PRECIOUS FOR THIS WORLD BUT WE NEVER MEANT FOR HIM TO LEAVE

04:50

that awkward moment when you’re trying to solve a murder and your adorable magic grandson comes home with the devil

the face you make when the devil makes an ableist joke about your son and then says “no offence”

(the ”i would murder you but there’s enough dead bodies in here right now” face)

04:56

maggie: “kinda seems like you have... you know, bigger.... satan-y... problems”

bless this girl

05:00

dean: “as shakespeare once said: eat me, dick-bag”

tbh shakespeare probably did say that at one point or another

add shakespeare to the list of dean’s bisexual heroes

(follow up thought: what if when cas could time-travel, he and dean and sam went to go explore shakespeare’s town and dean made.... Friends)

05:04

lucifer’s talking to jack about their future space travels

i mean i think it’s fairly obvious, lucifer was the one who killed maggie, so he could bring her back and impress jack

maggie said “i didn’t see their face but i saw their eyes” and that means it was either lucifer or michael with the glowing eyes, and micheal said to dean “you’ll be the first life i take in this world” which leaves lucifer

stinking nasty manipulative trash angel

05;07

micheal, while strangling dean: “could’ve done this quick, but i wanted to enjoy it, that moment when the soul leaves the body”

yeeeah okay sure, speak aloud your reasons you’re stalling for time while jack figures out how to get back

05:10

jack to lucifer: “you’re not my father. you monster”

HUZZAH

for the record i’m... reaLLY ENJOYING THIS episode so far

it’s all big and mighty and magical but the core of the story is a boy trying to find his family and figure out the truth behind his manipulative father

i’m so glad it led to this because i am HERE for this kind of story

the world hangs in the balance, but it’s not dean, cas and sam trying to save everyone, it’s jack trying to find his place among loved ones, and by following his desire to help people he’s learning what he needs to know

i fucking love this okay

05:14

lucifer: i just need your power--

OH NO I SPOKE TOO SOON

OH NO

05:17

michael: “this is the end. of everything”

I SEE DEAN’S COGS WHIRRING AND I WORRY

nine years of not saying yes to micheal and now it’s happening isn’t it

05:20

jack’s pained little whimper :c :c :c

05:21

dean: “i am your sword”

CHILLS

05:22

dean: “CAS I DON’T HAVE A CHOICE”

cas: D:

PERFECT MOMENT FOR AN AGGRESSIVE KISS but nope that would be too much like goodbye

05:24

third option rather than sam or jack trying to kill each other: they pick up lucifer’s blade and kill lucifer with it

05:26

WHAT

??????

BAD IDEA????

JUST STAB LUCIFER????

jack: i love you

NOO ;;A;A;A;A;A;A;A;;A;A

DJSGJD

I’M NOT ENJOYING THIS 0/10 WOULD NOT RECOMMEND

PLEASE STOP

05:27

WELL FUCK

hi there

WHHHOOOOOOO

meanwhile back at the bunker: cas has the weirdest traumatic boner

05:29

THE WINGS KEEP GETTING BIGGER

05:31

interesting angel flying physics here

dean flails while sailing slowly backwards

i mean i know he’s on a suspension wire but technically waving his arms about ought to affect his position

05:33

LITERALLY SAM COULD’VE DONE THAT TO BEGIN WITH

WHAT EVEN WAS THE POINT OF THIS

HE COULD’VE ACTED LIKE HE WAS ABOUT TO STAB JACK AND THEN GO WHOOSH AND STAB LUCIFER

SAM HAS FUCKING NOODLE ARMS HE COULD’VE DONE IT WITH HIS EYES CLOSED

JEEZ

05:35

okay but i’m laughing right now

are you telling me this is what happens if lucifer accidentally trips and falls on his knife

where did that golden blade come from anyway

has lucifer just been carrying it around this whole time?

COULD ANYONE HAVE PICKPOCKETED THAT KNIFE AND STABBY STABBY >>> EXPLODING FLYING FLAME DEVIL ??

WHAT BRAIN CELLS WAS LUCIFER MISSING TO HAND THAT BLADE TO SAM WINCHESTER IN THE FIRST PLACE

OR GO INTO BATTLE WITH MICHAEL WITHOUT THE KNIFE

OR TO HAVE THAT BLADE ON HAND IN THE FIRST PLACE ??????????

I’m sorry i just find this hilarious

i mean good fucking riddance to this trash angel but wow what a way to get there

all of this was so easily avoidable ?? i seriously don’t understand what possessed sam to think “aw yeah let’s pick up this magic devil blade to KILL MY OWN SON and/or HAND IT TO HIM SO HE CAN KILL ME” instead of “umMMM the devil just gave me a magic knife and is trying to tell us to kill each other maybe we should kill him with it”

I HOPE SOMEONE IN THE WRITER’S ROOM HAS A REALLY GOOD EXPLANATION FOR THIS

05:45

HAPPY RELIEVED SAMMY

why do i feel like everything’s about to go terribly terribly wrong, worse than before

05:48

i mean micheal!dean looks good though

despite everything i think dean would approve of the outfit

like he actually looks a little bit TOO attractive

definitely not to be trusted

you know when people just look TOO handsome and shiny and perfect and they’re TOO charming and you know something’s up

this guy’s got danger written all over him in sleek & elegant calligraphy

05:50pm

mmmmmmmmm okay, it’s over

i liked it ?

felt old-school, kinda like a buffy episode or an x-files episode

things i’m happy about: everyone lived and lucifer died!! this is a pretty cool progression of events and i’m interested to see where it goes (not EXCITED, i’m not EAGER, but i am interested). that black dude was not the one who killed maggie. maggie survived!!!

things i’m not thrilled about: the fact sam didn’t just stab lucifer in the face when he was right next to him holding the magic knife?????? i don’t get it and i don’t think any kind of meta is actually gonna be able to explain how ~UM EXCUSE ME JUST ONE SECOND~esque that moment was

no bechdel test pass

jack’s personal arc this season was great and i love him

as always, this show is riveting to me only because i care so much about the characters, and i cannot tELL YOu how fucking pleased i am that this show’s universe is now a universe where bobby, charlie, mary, rowena, dean, cas, sam, jack, jody, donna, claire, the other wayward girls, and billie ALL EXIST AND ARE ALIVE

seriously could’ve done with some kevin too, i’m still bummed that he’s died TWICE now and isn’t back permanently yet

but HOLY SHIT THE REST OF THEM ARE ALL ALIVE

GIVE ME A TEAM-FREE-WILL-MAJOR SEASON WITH ALL THE SQUAD ALIVE AND KICKING ASS AS A GROUP

like... save dean as a group, then one by one discover that dean and cas have been locked in a room without clothes for three days, then save the world and retire forever as a happy, healthy hunter squad with their gay dads

FUCK YEAH

overall, this episode is maybe a 9/10 just because that FUCKING KNIFE man. i dunno what to think about that.

like .........why

i also want cas to have a season arc!!! a positive one!!! where he actually accepts love and expresses affection and receives AUDIBLE AND VISIBLE AND TANGIBLE affection from others!!!

and for fuck’s sakes stop killing people of colour, give us more women of colour who are good and don’t die, pass the bechdel test more often

AND ABOVE ALL GIVE US WAYWARD SISTERS I WANT THAT SHOW SO BADLY AND EVERYTHING IT REPRESENTS

IT WOULD FILL IN ALL THE GAPS THAT ARE MISSING FROM THIS SHOW

PLEASE

#13x23 #let the good times roll #Elmie watches things #spn spoilers #season 13 #post of postiness

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Q&A with the youtube aces for money

Woman: (holding a baby) Hey, Val, wanna snuggle baby Flynn? You’ll be a dad someday! You’ve gotta practice!

Val: Oh my god, no-

Woman: It’s okay. Just hold him. He’s been staring at you for a while, I think he likes you.

Val: I... don’t like him...

Lily: Sissy. C’mere, kid. (Lily picks up the baby) God, you’re heavy. Yeah, so this is Flynn. One of my cousins just had twins. The other one’s named Verona and she’s sleeping right now. Um, their mom’s white, their dad’s Vietnamese like me, and, uh, they’re, uh, cute.

Flynn: *sticks his hand out towards the Wacom*

Lily: You wanna see what it does? Okay, so you go down to Photoshop, open it up like so, and then you doodle!

Flynn: *babbles*

Lily: Yeah, it is cool!

Val: You’re a dork.

Lily: I’m gonna teach you tax evasion, kid. I’m gonna be your auntie.

Val: Oh god, you as an aunt. Fuckin’ terrifying.

Lily: Beats being a mom.

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Brid: Question #2. I will drop $100 dollars in your paypal to say the n word.

Lily: Oh, no, oh hell naw.

Val: I’ll say the r word.

Lily: R word is worth at least 50 tbh, but you still shouldn’t say it!

Brid: You know I read somewhere that the word “stupid” was a slur?

Lily: ... *incredulously* what?

Brid: I personally don’t get it. Like, what is a more socially appropriate way to call a person a dumbass for, I don’t know, driving on the other side of the road? And people are saying it has... ableist connotations? Like, I get it that some people suffer developmental disorders that affect intelligence, but... that word is in no way linked to people with autism.

Lily: Plus, you’re basically implying that people with developmental disorders are actually less intelligent than the rest of the world! Like, when I call a guy stupid for setting his house on fire, am I calling him autistic with a bad connotation? No, I’m saying he set his house on fire, he lacks common sense.

Brid: Like what do I call Trump if I can’t call him stupid?

Val: Yeah, since you can’t call ‘im retarded since that’s just actually a word used to describe people with developmental disorders.

Lily: ...

Brid: ...

Val: ... Fifty bucks, please.

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Lily: Question #4. Fifty bucks for Brid to kiss someone.

Brid: I’m... not doing that. Well... hold on. Lily?

(some time later)

Lily: I hate lipstick.

*Brid kisses her*

Brid: Sorry! They said they’d give our channel fifty bucks if I kissed someone and you’re at least somewhat close to me so-

Lily: No, no, it’s fine. First kiss was a girl. Sweet.

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Brid: A video with Grey in it!

(some time later. Brooke and Grey are watching Val and Lily play Shido’s level in Persona 5.)

Grey: You know, I don’t like the whole “video game respawning” thing. You keep dying, you keep respawning- it’s annoying, really. Why not die peacefully and let it end?

Lily: Because you die with regrets. Like if you die in this game, this dude gets away with... being Donald Trump, I guess.

Brooke: Truuuuueee! Man, this guy is Trumpy as fuck.

Val: And crashing the country. Like god, you should see it. Hold on, I’ll show you. *teleports to the front of the palace, revealing a country mostly underwater*

Grey: Everyone’s dead in his fantasy?

Lily: Except a few elite, yeah.

Grey: ...

Grey: Interesting. And you say he’s like Donald Trump? You know, if he’s going to bring such a swift end to the country and collapse of society, why not celebrate his election?

(Brooke slaps Grey)

Lily: Valid answer, but I was going to say he would slowly let the country suffer and everyone would be-

Grey: Begging for death!

(Brooke tackles Grey)

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Val: See what that vampire guy you interviewed that one time does all day?

(some time later, Val and Adrian are walking outside somewhere. A squirrel is burying nuts nearby)

Adrian: Okay, watch this. (Adrian acts like he’s walking normally, then suddenly grabs the squirrel by the tail. It starts squeaking)

Val: You’re a master, dude.

Adrian: (dangling the squirrel by its tail) So, how do you wanna torture it?

Val: What?

Adrian: I’ve strangled them before. Want me to do it now? This thing squeals a lot when it’s scared.

Val: Dude, what the fuck? No, no strangling it.

Adrian: I’m gonna suck the blood from it.

Val: Woah. Woah woah woah woah.

Adrian: Let’s try smashing its head against a tree.

Val: Dude, you’re on camera, you’re not torturing a squirrel-

Adrian: Oh, man, I’ve got a great idea. You know the pool near Narin’s place? Let’s drown it in her pool. Holy shit, when she sees it, it’ll be fuckin’ hilarious!

Val: Uhh, I don’t think-

Adrian: Waiiiiit. Do you have string on you? Oh, man. Let’s crucify it and drown it upside down in Narin’s pool.

Val: ByE BITCHES

(text flashes onscreen: “Adrian chased after me and tried to get me to turn the camera back on, but by then the squirrel had literally died of fear. XD”)

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Lily: Get Dad to watch the female rivals video?

(some time later)

Angel: So the one you showed me was a parody?

Lily: Basically.

Angel: And this is the original, designed to cater to a male audience?

Lily: Yup.

Angel: ... Let’s begin.... (osana) Ha, she’s funny. (amai) Lily, didn’t you read something about a girl baking her friends into cupcakes? Is this the same thing?

Lily: That was something different.

Angel: (kizana) Are those croissants on the side of her head? Oh, god the roses. I can’t watch. Terrible. (oka) Adorable. Perfect. Lily, you should wear spiderweb leggings!

Lily: I should!

Angel: (asu) I’m getting a real lesbian sort of vibe from her. I didn’t get a lesbian vibe from the other one... well, the rose guy seemed kind of gay to me. (muja) Is she wearing a bathrobe? My, she’s clumsy. Do nurses even wear those hats- wait, those leggings- (mida) Ah, yes, the kinky one. Did I tell you she looks like my first girlfriend? Those weird leggings and all. I won’t go into detail about the BDSM gear our first night.

Lily: What?

Angel: What? (osoro) She looks the same as the guy one! (hanako) I recall you two yelling about this one. The male one. Something about its eyes. This one looks fine to me.

Lily: Yeah, this one’s fine.

Angel: (megami) Did the artist have to exaggerate the breasts like that? God, that hair is... disturbing in model form. Wait, where’s the stuff you got really mad about? Is that in this version?

Lily: Mad about?

Angel: Never mind.

#ace hang

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