#I love that they're trying to imitate each other's personalities

[sebastian-ciel-mutual-bullying]

I'm in love with Sebastian and Ciel's dynamic.

I can't find another dynamic/relationship like theirs. It's so unique

They care about each other, they hate each other, they need each other, they're best friends, they're master and servant, they're predator and prey, owner and pet, human and demon.

They're passive-aggressive towards each other. They reuse each other's jokes. They BULLY each other (thats where my name comes from lol)

They're teaching and learning from each other. They imitate one another (both unintentionally and intentionally). Sebastian is raising Ciel. Ciel is changing who the demon named Sebastian is. They're protective. They're possessive.

And Sebastian himself is such a unique character. I can't find another character like him. He's suave, deliberate, patient, and capable. He can do anything when he sets his mind to it. He's a dominant presence but chooses to be submissive. He is mysterious but not secretive. Seb is incredibly smart and witty, and sharp minded. Despite being a cold and calculated person on the outside, he can't help but show every emotion on his face.

Seb can't help but emote and express himself even when he's alone. He smiles genuinely when he's with a cat. He talks to himself aloud when he's aggravated by a task or trying to think of a solution. He even laughs to himself.

Seb can be whiny, silly, and petty. I'd say that he values having fun in his role more than anything (aside from his meal). The man makes up little catchphrases and jokes for himself. He likes to get creative with things that don't need to be all that excessive, just to show that he can. I imagine making an overelaborate chocolate statue for a charity event was fun to him (despite the stress of fixing the servant's mistakes).

He lets himself get "hurt feelings" over small things (if you could call it that).

Sebastian gets upset when someone calls him old. He's confused when Soma says that he's "not kind." He frets over Ciel's outfits and gets personally offended by Nina Hopkins. His cooking MUST be the best, or his feelings will get hurt. An apathetic response breaks his demon heart (not actually).

Sebastian has to be the center of everything, and if he isn't, he will make it about himself. All of his energy goes into making sure that he- and the things he does- are beyond perfect. He's super extra. Is he having fun? Probably.

And when it comes to Ciel, Sebastian shows something that's strikingly similar to care, pride, attachment, affection, and admiration.

(He may even actually feel those things )

There's so much more to appreciate about him. Yana is such an amazing writer

#i just love him so much #if i could write a character even a quarter as good as sebastian my life will be complete #Ciel and Sebastian's relationship is a masterpiece #black butler #kuroshitsuji #kuroshit #sebastian michaelis #sebastian black butler #sebastian kuroshitsuji

[goodoldfashionedengineer]

Lego Batman Family Matters is so ridiculous but I love it.

You will not believe how funny this movie actually is.

Is it out of character? YES, especially on Bruce and Damian's front.

Is it still batfam dynamic? Also yes.

In this movie, Bruce sells Wayne Enterprises because he believes that Bruce Wayne stops him from doing what's really important. Crime-fighting.

Harvey Dent hates Bruce because he believes that he has all this money and doesn't use it enough for good. And yes, he buys WE. Also, he works for Jason because they both think that Bruce owns half the city, yet he neglects the things he's supposed to love (This IS actually half of Jason's motivation. Gotham IS his city. It's just that it's more personally motivated)

So Jason sends Batman, Nightwing, Batgirl and Batwoman letters on where to meet him. There he gives them the location of four bombs. They decide to split up. When the bombs that Batwoman and Batgirl were supposed to handle were disarmed, he shocks them.

Btw, Babs and Dick have a fight going on because Dick didn't respond to her text. The reason? He didn't always want to write a thumbs up but something original, like a smiley face with a heart. When Barbara was under the influence of fear toxin, she saw a version of herself that claimed to be better than her and told her "he probably responds Starfire immediately".

He managed to shock Robin!Damian too, but Nightwing was with him and now they're trying to beat the shit out of each other. They even had a car chase, constantly made quips at each other and Jason launched a granate or something at his car so Dick will have to jump out, giving him the opportunity to also shock him.

Meanwhile Bruce is having a showdown with Two-Face at the theatre and Billy Batson, who wants to get an interview with him to earn money for the orphanage, is also there with him. In the end, BILLY had to disable the bomb because Bruce just straight up forgot about it???

By the way, he got to the theatre with another guy, but had to make the guys errands first, because Jason stole the tires from the batmobile. Bruce was so completely useless for this entire fight, he didn't even capture Harvey, he escaped. Everyone else DID. Sucks to be outnached by your family but my guy, I feel no sympathy.

So then Red Hood calls and says he has his family and they're gonna talk about this at home. So Bruce gets home, Jason says "Daddy's home" and rankd Bruce entrance as a 9.5 because the hero landing is so from last year.

Yes, so, anyway.

Damian, Barbara, Dick, Katherine and Alfred are all suspended in the air by their arms. Bruce reveals Jason's identity.

Damian: The second Robin? I thought he was dead!

Jason: You told them I was dead?!

Bruce: ... That's not what I said.

Bruce explains that he figured it out because the locations were personal clues tied to their civilian identity. And how one was the alley where Jason stole his tires the first time. Damian laughs and thinks it's so cool. Dick also laughs and imitates a lecture Bruce probably gave him after that.

Overall, a real nice bonding moment for the boys.

EXCEPT TWO OF THEM ARE HUNG IN THE AIR.

Aaaanyway, Jason accuses Bruce that he kicked Jason out, leaving him with no family, when in reality, Jason left because Jason rather wanted to play video games than go on patrol and one day Bruce pulled the plug. Jason had enough of "Bat-rules and Bat-curfews" and got on his bike and said "I'm leaving". He waited for a response, didn't got one and left.

Present Jason then told Bruce that if he'd cared, he would have stopped him. So Bruce shows him that he got daily updates from his satellite on Jason's adventures and Jason lets his family go.

My guy, a SATELLITE doesn't replace your parental supervision.

#batman #batfam #lego batman #lego batman family matters #dc #dc comics #dcu #bruce wayne #harvey dent #jason todd #red hood #nightwing #dick grayson #damian wayne #batwoman #batgirl #barbara gordon #katherine kane #alfred pennyworth #batfamily

[lostloveletters]

Leave a Tender Moment Alone (John Brady x OFC)

Summary: Private Kate Woodward and Lieutenant John Brady are reluctant to wear their hearts on their sleeves, but they're each starting to wonder if maybe they should.

Word count: 1k

Note: Meet Woody! Title comes from the Billy Joel song. For a little bit of context, this takes place before Damn Yankees, but you don't need to read that to understand what's going on in this fic. Do not interact if you’re under 18, terf or radfem, or post thinspo/ED content.

Warnings: Light period-typical misogyny. Inevitable historical and technical inaccuracies.

Private Kate Woodward had a child clinging to her leg, another hanging onto her back, both attached to her like little monkeys. 

The village kids were always in the mechanics’ orbit. Woody wanted to be a good role model for them, even if she didn’t quite know what that looked like. She wasn’t exactly keen to admit it to anyone except Holly, but offering her expertise as a mechanic to the WAC wasn’t entirely out of love for country.

After years of wandering aimlessly up and down the West Coast, she woke up one morning and realized she didn’t like her friends (if she could even call them that), working almost exclusively on stolen cars because she couldn’t hold down a legitimate mechanic job, and especially not the type of person she’d become. So she signed up, expecting to be working on jeeps or trucks, but instead found herself applying her knowledge to planes. 

Her first commanding officer, Lieutenant Deanna Seberg from Glendale, designated her Woody to differentiate her from the dozen or so Catherines and Kathleens who used Kate as a nickname.

She liked being Woody. Woody was tough and competent yet approachable, likable, even. She tried to be good. Helpful but not too imposing. Kept her cursing to a minimum. Checked her temper. Had to. She was part of something bigger than herself, bigger than any of them could have ever conceived of. Finally found a way out through it. She couldn’t afford to fuck it up.

While the handful of other mechanic girls had gotten their experience through family garages or the odd trade school, they accepted her claim that hers came from messing around with friends’ cars. She was good at what she did. No need to push it. 

Thankfully, Kenny had their backs, the young Arkansan drawling that where he came from, women weren’t afraid of getting their hands dirty to get the job done by the end of the day, whatever it may be. If that also involved entertaining English laborers’ kids, fascinated by Americans and their planes, she’d try her damnedest.

“Miss Woody!” Billy shouted, making a running start toward her. 

“Wait!” she yelled. “I can’t—“

Just before impact, which would have surely sent her directly to the ground with three children in tow, Billy was scooped up in Lieutenant John Brady’s arms. 

“You could take off with that speed, buddy,” he said, flying the boy around for a moment before setting him on his feet and ruffling his hair.

Woody smiled as the other two children climbed off of her. “You saved the day, Lieutenant.”

“Miss Woody, now you’ve got to give the hero a kiss!” Sarah, the young girl who’d been hanging off her back exclaimed with a flourish of her hands. “That’s what happens in the stories.”

Brady shook his head. “Miss Woody doesn’t have to—“

Woody gave him a quick peck on the cheek, their small audience of Billy, Sammy, and Sarah giggling and cheering in delight. “Why don’t you kids go make some trouble for Mr. Kenny?”

The children ran off, arms spread out wide as they imitated planes themselves. God, had she ever been that carefree as a kid?

Brady cleared his throat. “I came by to see how the fort’s doing.”

“And just in time. That would’ve been a hell of a tumble if it weren’t for you,” she said.

“You’re great with those kids.”

She smiled. “Thanks. I try to be the kind of adult I wish I had around when I was their age, you know?”

“That’s good of you.”

“C’mon, I’ll show you what we’ve done so far.”

He stuck close to her as they made their way around the damaged plane, Woody taking care to let him know exactly what had been fixed so far and where they were having a bit of trouble. Shuffled a little closer to her when she pointed at one of the engines.

He smelled nice, a reprieve from the mix of fuel, motor oil, and sweat. Not to mention the occasional whiff of cow manure drifting through the air on a strong breeze. For a moment, she envisioned her arms around him, burying her face in the crook of his neck while something soft and slow filled the room. Wondered how he’d hold her.

Shit. Stop daydreaming.

She glanced at him every so often. His expression didn’t change much. Brows furrowed, handsome face etched with concern as he scrutinized the state of his plane.

“Really, I’ve seen worse,” she said.

He scoffed. “That’s reassuring.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I don’t need you to tell me that.”

Certainly wasn’t the first plane he crash-landed, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he could practically hear his mother’s voice, ‘John Brady, I did not raise you to speak to young ladies that way.’ Except he’d hardly consider Woody a young lady. She was a mechanic with a mouth when she got a few beers in her. More rough-and-tumble than any of the girls he grew up with.

Everyone seemed to like her, though. Hell, he sure did. Hambone already made a stupid comment about how he should ‘ask Woody to kiss it better’ when his fort, so comically named Brady’s Crash Wagon, went up in smoke. Probably why it smarted to feel like she pitied him or something.

Smarted worse to see the way her lips pressed in a thin line. Kept her gaze anywhere but him.

“Kenny told me you stay out here late working on it. Thank you,” he said, a stubborn substitution for an apology. “I appreciate that.”

“You’re welcome.”

Silence. 

Wasn’t sure what else he could say, and she was doing everything but telling him to buzz off. 

“Well, I’ll let you get back to it, Woody.”

She nodded. “See you around, sir.”

He tried not to kick himself too much as he walked off, not entirely sure where he was going.  

“Hey Lieutenant!” Woody shouted when there was a few yards of distance between them.

He stopped in his tracks, turning around to look at her. “What is it?”

“You got something—“ She gestured to her own cheek.

He wiped the spot on his cheek where she had kissed him and fought back a smile at the grease smudged on his fingertips.

#john brady x oc #john brady x ofc #masters of the air #masters of the air x oc #john brady #masters of the air x ofc #mota x oc #mota #mota x ofc #mota fanfic #hbo war fanfic #hbo war #ch: woody #let's hear it for emotional constipation and mutual pining

[whiskersz]

HELLOO you Definitely don't know me ;) ...but I'll still wish you luck for all the matchups <3

My name's Alexander, I go by they/them and at times he/him, I'm gay and on the ace spectrum!

I'm a pretty chill person that oscillates between too much energy and too little. I rely heavily on humor in most circumstances and I've been told I'm great at it (loads of dirty jokes, puns and absurd humor). I'm also good at improvising things as a theater and musical enjoyer. I'm a blend of emo, goth and punk, and enjoy the culture greatly. I'm very passionate about my interests, though not much confident in sharing them. I struggle with emotions a shit ton but I'm working on it!

A little (orange) birdie told me I could have both matchups, soooo. ;) I'd obviously prefer a male romantic matchup but I'm most open to either for platonic!

I love creating, mostly drawing and writing but it includes animating or sculpting and even playing piano/elec. guitar. I love chess and logic games/puzzles, as well as video games of all kinds (fantasy usually!). I also enjoy darker topics, since I'm quite fascinated by the human nature.

I love to hang out with friends, bake, watch shows, talk, etc, quality time is a big love language to me. I also like physical contact, as long as we're close!

I dislike physical activity, conflict of any kind, and loud noises/bright lights for too long. Another no are outright gore or some kind of horror (I have paranoia which can lead to a lot of anxiety.)

I don't exactly have an ideal type but they must be open-minded, ideally make me feel like they're interested in whatever I have to say, be willing to hang out and be honest!

Thank you for doing this, sending lots of love from the coolest bat in your area ;)

Hmm I wonder who this could be... ;3 As I was reading this I kept nodding to myself...like yes, very true, definitely! And it also reminded me of how intriguing of a person you are – not that I don’t think that all the time, of course.

Anyhow, enough of my silliness! Let’s move our focus on somebody else’s silliness, as I romantically match you with...

Lucifer!

Right off the bat I should mention that you and Lucifer share an interest which is creating; both of you spend the majority of your days bringing life to your little creations, so imagine how fun it would be to work together and show each other the fruits of your work at the end of each day! He is definitely enchanted by how many skills you possess, but his favorite thing is when you finish writing a story and you ask him to read it. He does so out loud, imitating the voices of each character and making you laugh by doing so. As he continues reading though, his tone shifts into a more serious one, a sincere smile remaining on his face. He doesn’t want you to think that he doesn’t take your work seriously, plus he’s genuinely fascinated by how easily you can bring to life the characters in your stories.

You love baking and he loves sweets, I couldn’t think of a better combo! Many a times you drag him into the kitchen and he follows diligently, ready to help and possibly make a bit of a mess as he’s not the most well versed in these kinds of activities. But! He definitely tries for you, passing you the ingredients as you carefully try to follow every step of the recipe correctly. He’s also a bit of a chatter box himself, so rest assured you will have a lot to talk about as you break eggs and mix the ingredients! He sometimes brings up how he misses doing these things with Charlie as well, and you kindly remind him that he’s free to invite her over to do this any time as you’ve grown quite fond of her as a friend.

Returning on the topic of Lucifer being quite talkative, he really appreciates how much your interests vary as this allows you two to have conversations about anything and everything. While I feel like some things he wouldn’t be into himself, such as video games, there’s nothing that he loves more than to listen to you excitedly talk about an interest that he’s not really familiar with, because this just means that there’s more things to learn directly from you. You of course have to do your part in listening to him talk about whatever he might be into but you’re not, though!

Lucifer adores the fact that you can play the piano and electric guitar, as he’s able to play some instruments himself! It’s not rare for you two to play together, making up songs between piano keys being pressed and bows being drawn across the strings of his fiddle. The little concerts last for hours, and they always end with you sharing a tired but satisfied kiss with each other.

If there’s something that Lucifer understands about you it’s your struggle with emotions; his own are a mess, especially seeing that he struggled with isolation and depression after he and Lilith separated, but also because his humour is generally a little unpredictable. After meeting you though he’s able to pace himself slightly as you inevitably bring joy into his life, and so he manages to be helpful in your times of need. At first he might push you a little to still spend time together even though you’re claiming you need space, but once he’s got you figured out he’s going to give you all the space that you need and let you come back to him at the end of the day, offering you a warm embrace by wrapping you up protectively with his wings. And then, with a little pun here and a light joke there, he’s going to get a smile out of you again.

Speaking of hugs, he absolutely adores them. Getting to be lazy with you and cuddling is one of his favorite activities,  as it also means not having to look after the obnoxious residents of Hell for a while. Rest assured he’s going to ask for five more minutes of cuddling with you every single morning, and if you don’t give them to him he’s definitely going to get pouty.

All things considered, Lucifer is glad he’s not alone anymore, instead he found great company in you and he appreciates all the love that you decide to show him in your unique ways. He’s of course more than willing to shower you in affection, and though he might go a little overboard sometimes, being a bit dramatic and all, you know he means well and you don’t get actually mad at him.

Platonic matchup

Now that you’ve gotten your lover, let’s move on to your platonic matchup!

Alastor!

First of all this came as a surprise to me as well, as Lucifer and Alastor don’t seem to get along very well, but allow me to demonstrate why you would get along with both!

Alastor values good manners, cordiality and intelligence a lot in others, which you all possess, in my opinion. He’s fascinated by your mannerisms just as much as you are by his, and admires the fact that you seem to have many skills. Some of them he might even take part in himself, such as playing chess and delving into darker topics. This would lead you to spending quite some time together, discussing such topics over a chess board.

The friendship between you and Alastor could be seen as unusual by most other people, but in reality it’s based on a very deep trust. You both trust each other to not cross boundaries; you don’t like physical touch from somebody who isn’t close? He’s going to respect that, he’s actually just the same. He’s not the biggest fan of sexual remarks? Sure, you’re going to be relying on other jokes, primarily puns as he seems to be a big enjoyer of those.

You and Alastor enjoy the occasional planned hang out with each other, usually opting for recitals and musicals as you both enjoy those a lot. You respect each other’s wish to quietly follow the play but at the end of it you’re very eager to have an open discussion about it.

Alastor, as the good friend that he is, also tries his best to take care of any kind of conflict that may arise while you’re together for you. Will you have to hold him back from doing anything too crazy? Sure, most of the time a little scare is enough...

He’s also pretty closed off with his own emotions, so a positive thing is that he’s never going to push you to talk about things, even in general. He does worry though, you’re his dear friend, and his way of showing it is by tolerating more than he would usually. May that be a short hug or whatever you might need from him to feel better, he’s willing to make an effort to provide it to you.

Hi! I hope you enjoyed; I made the platonic matchup a little bit shorter, I hope that’s alright, if not I can give you some more headcanons...I don’t mind at all! Tell me what you think, love you <3

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin x reader #x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel matchup #hazbin hotel matchups #hazbin matchup #matchup #matchups #lucifer x reader #lucifer magne #lucifer morningstar #alastor x reader #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel

[ughgoaway]

first anon so I'm a bit nervous 😭, but I've been thinking about this all day

teacher girlie and annie making matty a valentine's day card (or some sort of craft)!! I'm thinking it would be something very cutesy pinterest diy because teacher girlie is a teacher (obviously), and she probably has pinterest boards FULL of cute little holiday crafts she wants to do with the kids!! - 🎸

omg welcome!!! first anon?? please, I am BLESSED! welcome to the chaos that is my blog, I am very happy to have you contributing to it :))))

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now... I'm feeling emo today, and I love a bit of pining SO, I'm thinking pre-dating here. as you said, you're a teacher, so you always do holiday crafts for the kids, and valentines is no different! for today, the kids have a few options, they can make a card, make some paper chain hearts, and they all get a rock that they can make a heart out of their fingerprints on!

(this is the vibe with the rock craft lol)

you have separate Pinterest boards for every holiday, and each one is filled with little activities. (Once you and matty do get together, he does make fun of you slightly for this... but he also has the time of his life when you practice them at home and rope him into it.)

but back to pre-dating time, you are mopey all day. you try to be upbeat for the kids, but it's hard when you're in love with a person who you absolutely can not date, and who has no feelings for you. (or so you think...)

most of the kids are oblivious to your feelings but not Annie, so she ends up dragging you around with her all day and doing the crafts as your co-teacher handles the rest of them. now, she's trying to be thoughtful, which you appreciate endlessly, but it's agony sitting with her all day.

little Annie healy is a carbon copy of her father. the same curly hair, mischievous smile, and cheeky laugh. so instead of distracting you from thinking about matty, it only makes it 100 x worse. especially because she won't stop chattering away about him and telling you about how she's going to give alllll of this to her dad.

you help her with the paper chains first, she folds them up and you glue them together, and she is quite happily nattering away.

"my daddy is going to hang these in the studio i think. he would put them over his bed, but he has too many pictures hanging over it already." she nods assuredly, which only makes you daydream about what mattys bed looks like. (and what he looks like in it)

"oh that's nice! Will your daddy's friends like them too?" it pains you to even talk about Matty today, so you're hoping she'll start talking about the boys and their partners.

"Oh yeah! my auntie charli and uncle George are going to really like them. They're having a posh dinner, not McDonald's or anything!" she then chatters on about the Hann's plans (dropping baby hann of with their mum and going to the cinema) and uncle Ross and his girlfriends valentines day (going to the theatre and then more fancy dinner.)

then, she goes onto matty, "but my daddy doesn't have a girlfriend, so he's not doing anything. but uncle George says he should "get over himself and ask her out" so I think he likes a girllllll" she drops her voice as low as it can go when she imitates George, and giggles when she mentions her dad having a crush.

to say you feel fucking heartbroken is an understatement. she really got your hopes up there by mentioning he was single, only to shoot them back down by saying he has a crush. and you'd swear you could almost see her face if you thought hard enough; young blonde model, 5"10 and 90% legs, wears beautiful clothes and laughs slightly too hard at all of his jokes. and they're both fucking smitten with each other, totally in awe of their collective beauty.

you do the rock craft next, and annie insits that one of the fingerprints is yours, so you do it. but it does feel like a dagger to the chest. Yet, it somehow gets even worse when she demands you sign the card too, "but you helped me miss y/n! you have to put your name too!"

so you scribble down your name with a strained smile and tuck it away in the envelope, trying to not let your soul die in the process.

soon enough, it's pickup time, and annie is the last one. Matty is usually late, but you can't stop thinking of why he's late today. did he ask the girl he likes out? did she say yes? maybe they're planning a date right now. or kissing and being all stupid and happy.

ugh.

but matty rocks up, thankfully alone and with a small gift bag in his hands. probably for his beautiful girlfriend you think briefly, but you manage to plaster on a fake smile and greet him.

"hi matty!" you smile, watching Annie run over and give him a hug.

"oof, hi peanut! you have a good day?" he flicks his eyes up to you and mouths "sorry" he knew he was a few minutes late, but you waved him off and gave him an gentle grin.

"yeah! I made you sooo many things today, daddy. miss y/n helped too!" Annie is scooped up into matty's arms as she chatters away, describing everything she did in detail.

"Right, Munchkin, we've got to go to Uncle Adam's house and get your cousin! his grandma can't look after him anymore, so we're having a sleepover!" Annie squeals quite happily at this information, and you feel like you could too. you highly doubt mattys got a hot date whilst baby sitting two children under 10, so any image of a hot model falling off his arm is wiped from your mind.

"oh here you go by the way y/n, happy valentines" matty says with a smile, handing over the small bag with a nervous grin on his face.

you try to act slightly cooler than you feel when you accept it, and if it was any one else they would see right through you, but matty was so blinded by nerves he didn't notice anything.

"Wow! thank you so much, that's really kind of you. " Your heart is racing in your chest, as is Matty's. if anyone were around you and saw the lovesick look in both your eyes, they would know exactly what you were both thinking. but you were alone, so it stayed unspoken and unnoticed.

matty gives you a shy wave, and walks off with Annie in his arms. leaving you shell-shocked and holding that little bag full of mystery.

#valentines day but add unbearable pining #but after you get together?? its craft CENTRAL in your house #matty is getting so many homemade bits #he cries over the first card you and annie make him #welcome to the emoji club!!! i am so happy to have you hehehe!! #🎸 anon #anon! #teacher au!

[starsarefire824]

Fic Recs

In honor of things being shitty in the tag right now and everyone in their depression era, I'm offering a few fic recs in these trying times. Hope you discover something new, friends. 🖤

the comforts that make us feel numb by passerine_in_jade.

“No, but really. If I were a girl,” Mike presses on, looking up at Will with red-rimmed eyes through dark lashes. Leaning in. Somehow, fully unaware that this line of questioning has Will's heart climbing up to his throat. “Would you want to kiss me?”

or, Will and Mike get high in the desert.

Well written, almost dreamy quality to it. Author to watch for me! Can't believe I only just discovered their writing.

A Wish For Something More by @waroftheposes

Seven year old Will didn't have a problem with kissing his best friend on a dare. Seventeen year old Will, however, would not do it if someone held his hand over a fire.

Or: Truth or dare at seven and truth or dare at seventeen.

They're silly and sweet and oh so confused. The writing is lovely as well. Great if you're in the mood for fluff.

On the Same Frequency by @oldfashionedmorphine

Ever since his best friend Will Byers was murdered back in 1985, Mike Wheeler wanted nothing more than to leave his hometown of Hawkins, Indiana and never look back—only each and every year he’s forced to make an exception when it comes to the holidays. And when Mike visits for Christmas in 1995, his mom asks him to help clear out some junk in his room and down in the basement before he returns home to Indianapolis. But when he comes across an old trunk containing his Supercom walkie-talkie and ham radio, he discovers something strange that has the potential to change everything…

(or an AU inspired by the movie “Frequency” from 2000)

I'm only just starting this, but Frequency au?? Hell yes.

Fleeting by olliecoddle. @souverian-are-we

Mike liked Will’s art shows, albeit slightly less the higher class they had gotten. Little paintings in the corner of a cafe morphed into white walls and rich spectators poised with champagne and well-mannered criticism. Still, he had been looking forward to it. He wanted to go. But now, walking up to the glass doors, he had to admit he felt jittery.

or, Will's new paintings are a little too personal

This is one of my absolute favorites ever. The writing of course, it's ollie. But the descriptions, the entire buildup of Mike's reaction in the art gallery, the content of the painting? The entire concept is beautiful. And be sure to look up the painting Will's was inspired by. It will tell you everything.

any semblance of touch by anonymous.

“Nothing,” Will says, right into Mike’s ear. “Still feeling good?”

So good. Mike makes sure to not say it aloud this time. “I think,” Mike says slowly, heart pounding, “I need” — Will pulls back just a little, just enough for their noses to bump against each other, clumsy, and Mike bites the bullet — “one more.”

Will is still in Mike’s lap, which is maybe not very platonic of him, and the joint has smoldered its way down to the end, nearly over, all eaten up by the fire. Will swallows thickly, then leans closer, a perfect imitation of their positions from earlier. Mike isn’t sure how long it’s been, but fire has been eating away at him too, this whole time, leaving him on the brink of going up in smoke, slow and burning and so good.“Yeah?” Will murmurs, realization dawning on him, eyes wide. “One more?”

or: Mike’s still new to this whole smoking thing. Will has a few ideas.

Utterly depressing this is anonymous because the writing is phenomenal. So alive and vivid. Not sure where this fic was hiding, but I'm glad I found it. Highlights: Mike’s inner dialogue, the playfulness between them, the lowered inhibitions finally letting them relax into the moment.

nosebleeds from epiphanies (i took full in the face) by wheelersboy @karenchildress.

Hawkins, Montana, June 1988. When Lonnie Byers catches his youngest son in the arms of another boy, he calls in that favor owed to him by rancher Jim Hopper in Lenora: Will must work as an unpaid ranch hand and learn to "man up." Mike Wheeler follows him to the creepy ranch with electrical problems, like any best friend would.

jo's writing is always fantastic. she has such a unique voice and mike's struggle in this just does things for me.

When The Sun Runs Out by olliecoddle @souverian-are-we

On a dreary day in March, 1989 the population of Hawkins, Indiana dropped to four. Will Byers watched as the final family left, the bed of their truck packed to the brim and tied down with a tarp. Furniture stuck out at odd angles, and the corner flap flailed in the breeze as they turned onto the highway. Will followed the vehicle with his eyes until it disappeared as a dot on the long stretch of pavement. Then, he got in his car and went home.

Or, Will is burning out, and Mike is mesmerized by the flame.

This was sexy as hell and all I'm gonna say is tattoos. I really enjoyed this little rougher around the edges, let down by life, closed off Will after being left in Hawkins alone with El, Hopper, and Joyce to wait for the end of the world that never seems to come.

dirty rain by henrycreel

mike wheeler is an average alpha teenage boy working on keeping tight control of his raging hormones in the wake of being seventeen years old, unmated, and a virgin who's never spent his rut with anyone before. when one of his teachers makes an innocent request of him, he finds himself spiraling almost right away. the omega sitting next to him in class is going to be his omega one way or another even if it means employing some traditional and unconventional means to show him who he belongs to.

will byers is an omega with a tendency toward anxiety and outright fear, marked by years of abuse at the hands of his father. high school should be a chance to open a new chapter for himself, but he only truly finds comfort sitting next to mike, an alpha whose presence seems to keep the usual mocking and bullying at bay. but when mike starts to cross the line from friendly classmate into so much more, will has no time to decide if he's ready to move on to a relationship of his own, to finding a mate to settle down with like his big brother already has.

mike is making the decision for both of them.

A solid Omegaverse fic! <3

#byler #fic recs #byler fic #stranger things #will byers #mike wheeler #if you are not @ here would like to be just dm me!

[nocturnalazure]

Not-a-tutorial - Dialogues: Part II

Part 2 of the not-tutorial about how Noctie does dialogues!

Some of you know this already, but I do the shooting part first, then write the dialogues to go with the pictures that I got. It works best for me that way. I always always ask myself: what does the character want to convey here? What is the essential message? Answering that question helps me stripping out all the redundancies and unnecessary bits that would bog down my meaning. Also, I tend to find that short bits of dialogue going back and forth between characters make for a more realistic and dynamic conversation.

Talking about realism, I like showing small hesitations in a character's speech. We don't always speak in one breath. We pause, we stammer, we look for the right words,... So I choose carefully where to split my lines, in order to make them as meaningful as possible and to have the most impact on the reader (hopefully).

I use ellipsis (the three dots) to relay "visible silence". That is, when it is important to show that a character could talk but is very definitely not talking (either because they're holding back, or because they have too many thoughts at once, or the words don't come out, etc etc). I overuse those three dots, I just love meaningful silences.

I don't use any bubble at all for silences that are real silences (ie, the character is taken aback or is simply keeping quiet). It's more dramaaaaaatic that way!

Characters should ideally speak with different voices, but I know that's difficult to achieve. Besides some obvious extremes (I try not making my more cerebral characters speak the same way as the tougher, street-wise characters for example), I don't think I can get it right myself, mostly because English is not my native language and I don't master it well enough to be able to imitate a variety of accents and registers. So I try using other ways to individualize a character's way of talking, like speech mannerism or favorite expressions.

Erik's favorite swearword is very clearly "Goddammit". xD

Romeo uses Italian when he's frustrated (mostly interjections) or when he wants to make a point.

There are other easy ways to make a character's voice distinctive. Some will be quicker to crack a joke and others will have a stammer. Some will always be sulky, others will be particularly rude or polite. Their identity should somehow show through their way of speaking and addressing people.

Even if a graphic novel is very static, the way characters position themselves can say a lot about them too. The poses I select for each character can give an attentive reader some hints about their personality.

Again, I don't want to labor the point uselessly as everyone surely knows how to read a comic and I'm really not saying my way is the right way because it's not. I struggle a lot and I change my mind and try different things and there are a million things that I just don't do right. This speech bubble sort-of-guide is probably way too specific to be useful to anyone, and again, I don't believe I have enough expertise to pretend I know what I'm doing. I just really like the topic so consider it a ramble!

Thank you for reading this far! Hopefully that was at least interesting!

#ts3 #sims 3 #sims 3 story #sims 3 storytelling tips #random

[theultimatenonbinarynerd]

Death In Paradise And How The Show or Shows Have Unknowingly Made Beautiful Autism Representation An Eassay By An Autistic Person

Introduction

I never get this personal or sappe but hi I'm Mel and just recently I got my Autism diagnosis. Recently I've been trying to discover who I am and what parts were just lies after realising i have been making and trying to imitate and please people my entire life.

I started watching Death In Paradise at the end of Season 10 my Mum had it on the tv and I thought it was interesting so I started watching. I then watched the first Christmas special and fell in love even more before giving season 11 a watch. Really loved all the characters and especially loved the characters, the visuals and the mystery aspect. Infact it made murder mysteries/who dunnits become one of my special interests. Started watching Beyond Paradise and some of the earlier seasons with Richard Poole.

Two things have made me realise why I probably love Death In Paradise since I have gotten my Autism diagnosis.

1: I was discussing the series finale with a fan who has sadly but understandably deleted their twitter account about how all the DI'S especially Neville when he was flashing back to the scene he was arrested found myself relatable as I replay my memories like that.

2: Martha's breakup monologue as heartbreaking as it was to Humphrey because she's absolutely out of line since they could adopt but her gut reaction is absolutely right. She has treated Humphrey appallingly not communicating with him about his feelings till that moment and not being honest with Humphrey resulting in him being dishonest in return. I am a people pleaser and will often think about others happiness before my own and Humphrey impulsively agreeing to move to Shipton Abbott is a good example as he really struggled setting in. Martha is right Humphrey is awkwardly nice to everyone even the police commissioner who I would have no patience with.

Now I realise that I am invested in these shows not just for the mysteries and the who dunnit element but to see Autistic people like me have human struggles in a very stressful job.

Even though I'm on a very different career path to all the DI'S as an Autistic person I think all the DI's are Autistic and show their own unique struggles. This is why I fell in love with the character of the Doctor to. If the DI'S aren't cannon Autistic they're definitely Autistic coded and it's my headcannon and I'm over riding the bbc on this one because when we see the way Autism is represented on screen within other white male characters I can see that Neville, Jack, Humphrey and Richard ain't no Rainman or Sheldon Cooper or Good Doctor which is why I feel so represented through these characters.

So with from what I've seen I would like to break down each DI that has been on the show and essentially justify why I have head cannoned all of the DI'S as Autistic.

1: DI Richard Poole

There are so many things that make me think he's Autistic I'm up to S2 Episode 7 of Death In Paradise as I'm wanting to catch up and as soon as this man came on screen I knew that there was no way in heck that Richard Poole is just neurodivergent grumpy english man as Camille would put it. One of the episodes I related to was Season 2 Episode 5 because if there's one thing I struggle with as an Autistic person its giving people the correct comfort they need.

Which links perfectly to my first point.

1: Richard And Emotion

Constantly throughout the first two seasons we see Richard struggle to communicate his emotions and hide how he's feeling. When sad things come up in s2 ep 5 and when he's asked to hold baby Rosie for the first time he struggles to display how he's truly feeling and how best to react. It shines especially when he asks Dwayne how he comforted Camille. I think Season 2 Episode 6 and Episode 5 was the first time we'd properly seen Richard sort of embrace the sand and open up emotionally.

2: Sensory Needs

Similar to Neville he makes it very clear that he does not enjoy the loud festivals on the island. He seems most comfortable up in his shack secluded reading a good book and chilling out.

He also seems to wear no summer clothes on the island as despite the heat he only seems comfortable with suits. Personally I struggle with being in bare t shirts and shorts so I can definitely relate to the fact. Richard seems definitely like one of those people who doesn't climatise for the summer and will not wear coats in the winter.

Overall an absolutely amazing relatable character.

2: DI Humphrey Goodman

I haven't gotten to S3 with Humphrey yet but I can also see relatable Autistic Representation in him. This is all based on from what I've seen in Beyond Paradise Humphrey wants to please and get on with everyone so he often hides his own emotions and puts others first. I can also see that he stims, forgets stuff if there's a change in routine and burnout hits him hard. I think he was partly burnout as the falling out with Martha must have been quite exhausting.

Masking is a huge thing with Humphrey so in my head cannon I think people including Humphrey have dismissed him being Autistic as just him being quirky. In my opinion the beyond paradise finale and episode five showed just how much Humphrey represses his emotions and then when it comes to burst it's bad.

1: Masking and Socializing

Humphrey throughout the beyond paradise series constantly tries to hide his uncomfortableness with Archie being around and his feelings about Martha stopping IVF. I know he came around and was sincere in the finale but I honestly think he wanted to pretend he felt ok with it so he wouldn't lose Martha.

Social wise he is also very awkward with people and struggles to communicate what he wants them to feel. Fights and conflicts seem to also exhaust Humphrey. Talking to Esther in Episode Five he admits he doesn't know how to feel about Martha not wanting kids and can't stop thinking about it. Infact he's so distracted by his fight with Martha that he can barely help Esther with the case. I'm often overwhelmed with socialising and go away to relax and think things through is definitely a coping mechanism I use.

2: Stiming And Info-Dumping

A form of stiming I picked up from Doctor Who was flapping my hands about when I'm talking and rambling. Humphrey out of all of the detective's seems to do this the most even when not talking about the solutions to a case.

He also is very passionate when talking about his special interests. I also think the way in the beyond paradise series he pictures the crime in his head and relives it whilst explaining it to Esther is very not neurotypical I view memories and emotions in my head like that sometimes.

Overall a very relatable character regarding his social skills and his need to people please.

3: DI Jack Mooney

This is going to be very short as I haven't seen much of Jack Mooney due to the fact I'm on S2 of my Death In Paradise rewatch but even the three episodes I watched whilst it was rerunning alongside Beyond Paradise I got very not neurotypical vibes from him.

The episode where he's rooming with Dwayne shows his struggle to interrupt other people's emotions, read social cues and understand the right moment to intrude on a conversation. It's absolutely hilarious when he just walks in on Darlene and Dwaynes date without considering that it's not an appropriate time. Not to mention when he interrupted Dwayne from his shower.

Through all three episodes I saw I can tell that he really struggles with grief so Florence is a good friend that he can consol. She helps him realise what stuff might make the shack feel more comfortable and friendly, like having a record player etc.

If any Autistic DIP fans want to reblog this and share their own thoughts about why they headcannon Jack as Autistic.

4: DI Neville Parker

Ah Neville Parker a character that I can definitely see myself in especially after season 12. Although I started watching from half of season 10 I still have enough reasoning to justify my headcannon. The way Neville organisises his meds and takes rejection from other people shows. Although you don't have to be Autistic to experience and anxiety Neville from what I've seen definitely overlaps with both.

Similar to Richard he seems to really struggle with the environment but at least have the sense to not where his blazer all the time and change into island built clothes off shift. Season 12 shows that Neville has adapted so well to the island that if he was put anywhere else like a prison cell its nerve racking and difficult for him. Not to mention from my own experience I've switched off when I'm sad or when something too difficult to process has happened and Neville does just that at the end of S12 through the Sophie or should I say Rebecca situation.

1: Lack Of Red Flags + Social Cues

Season 12 showed that because of Nevilles desire to have a relationship with someone and get over Florence he was unable to ignore the red flags about Sophie until he was in jail for her murder. Ok I'm pretty sure not all of the neurotypical Death In Paradise fans didn't fall for Sophies scheme but like Neville I truly felt no bad vibes from her until the very end. I haven't seen the red flags till to late and its costs me my mental health.

Neville seems to really struggle how to communicate his feelings as also seen by his crush on Florence.

2: Stimming + Special Interests

Throughout the show Neville is very rigid he fidgets and waves his arms about enthusiastically when he has found out who the killer is.

Throughout the show we can also see that Neville is a passionate reader and loves Star gazing. He was absolutely thrilled to info dump about the famous star gazer that has been unalived. We see he struggles with stuff outside of his limits and will glady lovingly share fun fact with his team.

3: Emotions/Shutdown

As mentioned Neville tends to become quiet when he's upset and shutdown. We can see throughout the case in episode 8 he's not entirely there till he confronts Sophie for the final time.

Neville insanely loses his enthusiasm and energy after he's arrested. If you look back he does not instigate any of the conversations whilst he's in the cell unless it's Sophie. Most people would react screaming and yelling when arrested but Neville is just too shocked to move. As an Autistic person I've had a shutdown only once but I definitely relate that if I was arrested I would just be frozen in panic not wanting to upset anyone.

Being quiet seems to be one of Nevilles best coping skills when something immensely stressful has happened.

Again when he had that freeze frame recalling when he was arrested and who could have switched the keys it seemed very relatable and not neurotypical. Not to mention a lot of Autistic people have a high sense of justice which could explain Neds fearless anger and frustration at the end of Ep 7.

Conclusion

I think even if coded having Autistic representation that's not cis white man super intelligent with no struggles is impactful its also why I want a black or biracial DI on the show as it would be even more impactful.

Honestly all the DIS being Autistic or on the neurodiverse spectrum as a whole adds to alot of the fish out of water element of the show.

I highly encourage reblogs as i assume I'm not the only autistic or neurodivergent fan of the show.

-Melody-

They/Them

#beyond paradise #death in paradise #humphrey goodman #neville parker #richard poole #jack mooney #beyond paradise spoilers #actually autistic #neurodivergent

[stormyoceans]

DAY USING MORK'S TITS AS A STRESS BALL NEXT WEEK WE WON

I LOVE WHEN ART IMITATES LIFE

OR IS IT THE OPPOSITE????? EITHER WAY I'VE TRULY NEVER PARTAKEN IN SO MUCH WINNERY IN MY ENTIRE LIFE THIS SHOW IS ALREADY GIVING ME EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED WITH ONLY THE FIRST EPISODE AND THE PREVIEW FOR THE SECOND ONE OUT

I ALREADY APOLOGIZE FOR THE PERSON IM GOING TO BECOME WHEN THIS SCENE HAPPENS NEXT WEEK BUT I LOVED IT IN THE MOCK TRAILER AND I LOVE IT EVEN MORE NOW THAT DAY ACTUALLY GETS TO TOUCH THE TIDDIE I HOPE THEY'RE GONNA TRY TO OUT-TEASE EACH OTHER UNTIL THE AIR BETWEEN THEM GET SO CHARGED IT LEAVES THEM REELING FOR THE REST OF THE DAY

#ANON YOU HAD THE VISION UNTIL THE VISION FINALLY HAD YOU BACK AND IM SO GRATEFUL FOR THAT #I HOPE WE'RE GONNA GET MORE INSTANCES OF DAY USING MORK'S TIDDIES AS A STRESS BALL #🕯️🙏🕯️ #last twilight the series #last twilight spoilers #m: ask

[cacklefrendly]

actually no, im not gonna restrain myself to the tags. I've never played ANY final fantasy game but i think Emet-Selch is a very cool take on a villain who isn't evil n i have a lot of emotions about him

i initially compared FF14 to a zombie apocalypse, which i don't think is WRONG (Humanity being mutilated imitations of Ascians ≈ Zombies being mutilated imitations of Humanity) but being able to say that AND still appreciate that Emet-Selch is A Villian(tm) depends on some prerequisite over-thinking on the nature of Existence As You and how one would apply that to eldritch beings and as much as i love talking those are some difficult words :/

so instead of zombies — let's go with dogs.

let's sayyy that reports come in, tomorrow, that a horrible Thing will obliterate the world. let's say it's a plague, or a super-parasite. it is On Its Way, and it Will Kill Everything. this is a 100% guarantee.

you're part of a group of the world's greatest minds. this group steps forward and says "hey, we think we can stop this, but we need to test it on human subjects and it will probably kill them." they open to volunteers. millions of people apply. they die, but because of their sacrifices, a solution is found — let's say it's a super-strong pesticide. everyone else survives, but the planet is left a complete wreck.

the world's greatest minds come back again. "we're pretty sure we can adapt our solution to fix the planet, but we need to test it on humans again." again, millions volunteer, and again, millions die, and again, their sacrifices save everyone else. the former pesticide rejuvenates the planet. it might even be better than before.

a third time, the greatest minds speak. "hey, a lot of the people who've volunteered aren't actually dead. they're in comas because of our solution and we've been keeping them alive. we think we can adapt the solution to save them, but we need more test subjects. we won't ask the people to go through this again — we'll use plants and animals instead. it'll put a dent in the ecosystem, but it's the only way."

In response, a new group of people speaks up. "no, we should just stay as it is, the solution has caused us enough pain as it is. we should just move forward and let those people stay gone."

the two groups argue. they fight. a second 'solution' is made, in secret, to kill the first. it's released.

this new solution kills the first and, for the sake of our comparison, turns the entire population into dogs. several dogs, actually. each person becomes several dogs.

only, like, 3 people aren't dog-ed. you're one of them. you're one of the people who saved your species, and now you're looking at the end of it.

what would you do?

would you hate the dogs? i mean, i love dogs. i don't think i could hate them for existing. they didn't ask to exist, after all. maybe you could try living with them? make a fancy snouted mask to fit in? learn to bark and growl like them? maybe you could adopt a puppy, or try to direct a pack. maybe if you get bored you could try making packs fight.

actually, i think you would hate them. just not immediately.

it might take looking into a husky's face and see your best friend's eyes looking through you. maybe it takes being bitten for how loudly you grieve. maybe it takes you seeing them not for what they Are, but for every conversation you'll Never Have Ever Again. every joke and love and loss and petty workplace grudge that they've replaced with bark whine bark bark woof. they're not people. they could never BE people. no matter how much they howl and snap and war and tear into each other's mangy fuckin throats over rotten trash and you cry and sob and plea they're. just. dogs.

i think you'd try to bring humanity back. no matter how many dogs die in the process, i think you'd try. it would be worth a thousand dogs, if you could bring back ten people.

you'd work with the other survivors. you'd plan, and experiment, and lead the dogs in circles, and you'd try and try and try but the mutts keep WHINING and BITING and KILLING and on one hand you can understand the need for survival but this is for THEM this is for US why don't they get that WHY, WHY WON'T THEY JUST LET YOU SAVE THEM?

imagine the joy you'd feel when one day, a dog that's been a little too smart, a little too capable, finally stands up.

it says your name, it looks you in the eyes, and you can tell that it finally sees you.

and then it rips your throat out.

#ffxiv #Emet-Selch #the inherent tragedy of fighting for survival against something else that also wants to survive #but your survival is genuinely predicated on the other NOT surviving #watching alphinaud argue w Emet-Selch was emotionally painful (fond) bc yeah he DIDN'T understand #it was horrible. i love it. why did nobody tell me this game has a gold story #cackle rants #emet selch

[simtleman]

MORE TOWNIES COMING YOUR WAY!

So here's another household I've created for my Vintage Save File: meet the Dalton family, one of the wealthiest lineages in Del Sol Valley. They are indeed richer than any other family in town, but most of the High Society refuses to mingle with them as they all know the Daltons are not only what they consider to be tacky "new money", but also kind of dirty. Still, allow me to introduce you to each and every one of them:

Dito Dalton:

Dito is the head of the family. A shady character for sure, he comes from the poorest of backgrounds but was always determined to make it and make it big. It's no secret he made his fortune by smuggling liquors & spirits into the country during the Prohibition Era... among other "businesses". Rumor has it he's also involved with the Mafia and, therefore, the murders and disappearances that are taking place in Del Sol Valley lately. No one knows for sure, but no one wants to mess with him and find out. You know, just in case.

He feels a special predilection for his son Diretes, who he's hoping will take over the family business once he's too old to carry on. His other son Dimes, on the other hand... always seems to find a way to dissapoint him. What is wrong with that kiddo?

Daltonia Dalton:

Daltonia married Dito when he didn't have a dime to his name, believing he would someday fullfill his promise of giving her everything she deserved and dreamed of. And boy, did he delivered! Daltonia now enjoys the lifestyle she always knew she was meant to have, and is quite unapologetic about it. Vain, frivolous and entitled, she's aware of what everyone in town says about her husband, but she doesn't really care about where the money is coming from... as long as it keeps on coming.

However, she's a great mom to her twin sons Dimes & Diretes. She's always caring & supportive, especially to Dimes, who has different goals for himself than those his dad has set for him and whose personality always seems to be crashing with Dito's.

Dimes Dalton:

Dimes' not only good looking, he's also incredibly sensitive and affectionate... both qualities his father Dito and twin brother Diretes don't care about nor appreciate. They're always telling him he should show more interest in the family affairs, but Dimes has a secret dream he doesn't even dare to mention to his dad: he wants to become a great chef. "Cooking?", he knows he would say. "Why don't you leave the domestic duties to women and focus on what a real man should be doing?". Ugh.

His mom on the other hand fully supports him, though she's always kind of pushy when it comes to his dating life. "Why don't you ever go out with girls, Dimes? Any gal should be lucky to have such a warm, loving man like you!"... if only she knew wanting to be a chef's not the only secret Dimes is keeping!

Diretes Dalton:

No matter how hard his mom tries to keep him away from trouble, Diretes' always finding new ways to get involved in the worst kind of scenarios and with the worst kind of people. An attitude his father Dito finds quite endearing though, as it reminds him of himself when he was Diretes' age. Diretes' also quite a lover boy: he knows his way around the ladies and is not afraid of making the most of his abilities. He deeply admires Dito's firm hand with others and his determination to succeed, so he's always running errands for him and trying to imitate his ways around... in hopes of someday inheriting the empire his father has built.

Truth being told, Diretes doesnt' have the best relationship with his twin brother Dimes, but listen... he won't think twice to beat the shit out of whoever dares to call him "sissy" again.

That's it for me today, I hope you guys learn to love this family the same way I have even though they're far from flawless and see you on my next post! :)

#ts4 screenshots #ts4 retro #ts4 vintage #ts4 save file #ts4 cas #ts4 lookbook #sims4cc #ts4 1920s #ts4 1930s #ts4 1940s #ts4 simblr #ts4 decades challenge #ts4 legacy

[ellieellieoxenfree]

do you think ai di ever thought about the feeling of chen yi's arms around him in prison? like knowing he missed him but so convinced that he couldn't have him anymore? i know i do :(

first, anon i definitely do not know, i am going to go back in time and sabotage your mother's fertility. secondly, fuck you.

thirdly, the amount of bodily agony i feel about the way chen yi just automatically wraps his arms around ai di when ai di clings to him makes me want to throw myself off the golden gate bridge. it's just. no hesitation! none! dude's so wasted he can't even see straight and yet he feels someone in his lap and his first instinct is comfort. i always go back and forth between when he realizes it absolutely is ai di. obviously, there's That Moment with the tear when you can see him physically shift with recognition, and the way he talks when they collapse on the bed makes it sound as though he's not clear, but at the same time, that's his boy. he's had ai di in his arms too often not to know it's him. and he doesn't question for even a moment. ai di is there, ai di's holding onto him, and chen yi's going to entirely encircle him. (i shan't think too much about the height difference and how nat's hands are big enough to span louis' entire back. i shan't.) i think it's probably one of my favorite moments between them in the entire show, because it's perhaps the most vulnerable ai di has ever been. the tear is incredible (and i go berserk when the light catches it sliding down chen yi's cheek later), but there's an even greater intimacy in the way ai di just buries himself in chen yi. it's honest and scared and raw and ai di fucking knows he'll never have this again, that his life is effectively over already, and you can feel the anguish in every frame. i always have to remind myself that he's 18 here. he's 18 years old. a fucking baby who's facing the end of everything he's ever known and the unimaginable future without the only person he's ever loved and who has given him even a scrap of affection. (of course, chen yi's love for him is palpable and always has been, but. two ships! two ships in the night!!)

it pains me to think about him in prison -- the way he and zong yi are twin hurts, forcibly separated from their other halves, in their minds forever. and they have each other and can try to provide as much solace as they can, but they're only pale imitations of what the other needs. they both understand that horrible pain, but they can't soothe it. it's not a burden that's eased by understanding -- it's magnified and it fed on itself and it fed on the other person's pain. i wish we'd seen more of those horrible years, because even the brief footage we do see of ai di is so telling. he looks like hell. he's thin and pale and fragile and he's got dark circles under his eyes and he's obviously been crying. i just sometimes throw myself around the room shouting THEY'RE KIDS, THEY'RE KIDS TAKING THE BLAME FOR THE SINS OF ADULTS, THEY WERE BLAMELESS AND THEY STILL CARRY THOSE BURDENS.

so yeah. i think about it.

#it's 8:40 on my day off and i have chosen to answer the VIOLENCE in my INBOX #kiseki: dear to me #breathing into a paper bag and lying to myself that i'm fine

[dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night]

I know you've done similar with sirens/mermaids, but do you know that Japanese dish where you eat a paralyzed yet live fish? That but with some sort of mermaid/siren. For your angsty, gorey pleasure to boost you from writer's block. Hang in there, we know the feeling. 🥹

Oh boy can I do that!! Thank you so much, friend. I'm always open to writing anything regarding butchering, cooking, and/or eating sentient fantasy species. It's one of my favorite concepts.

TW: eating a living person, cruelty, character death, mermaid whumpee, human whumpers, multiple whumpers

Verity and Caroline took their seats at the seafood restaurant, holding hands over the polished wood table. They looked at the other tables to see what kind of food they could expect at this restaurant, renowned for its unique selection of exotic seafood.

A whole extended family sat at the longest table in the room, digging into a twenty foot tentacle of a juvenile kraken. A group of men in suits shared a platter of giant squid eyes, each the size of a basketball. A woman sat alone, eating sea anemone the same shades of blue and red as her hair.

"May I interest you and your wife in our Ikizukuri options?" the waiter asked. He wore thick framed glasses and a fake smile. "They're discounted today. Of course, we have many other kinds of food if you're looking for something a little less animated."

"What's Ikizukuri?" Caroline asked, slightly mispronouncing the word.

"A dish originating in Japan," the waiter ssaid, rattling off a well practiced explanation. "It literally translates as served alive. Sea creatures like fish are prepared to be eaten alive."

"That sounds like a really interesting experience," Caroline said brightly. "What do you think, honey?"

"It sounds a bit morbid," Verity said. "Do you really want to eat something that's still breathing?"

"Yes. I think it would be very interesting."

After a moment of hesitation, Verity smiled at Caroline. "Well, it's our anniversary. Spoiling my lovely wife is definitely on the table."

"Wonderful," the waiter said. "Please follow me. I'll show you today's selection."

Caroline picked up her small red purse from the table before following after the waiter. Verity put their arm around her waist, a familiar gesture of affection.

They entered a room far larger than the seating area. Other than the door they came in and the door leading to the kitchen, all of the wall space was taken up by massive fish tanks. More similar to what might be found in a zoo than any Red Lobster display.

"Interesting fish," Verity remarked, looking at a school of exotic, bright green fish swimming in circles.

Before the waiter could tell them what the fish was called, Caroline interupted with a gasp of delight.

"Is that a mermaid?" she asked, staring at a creature in the water far above her.

The mermaid noticed her and tried to swim away, but there was nowhere secretive for it to disappear to. Its gorgeous scales glimmered shades of blue and gray under the artificial lights. Long tentacles flowed from her body, a jellyfish like imitation of human hair. Scales adorned its whole body, so different from childish versions of mermaids with the skin of women on their faces and chests.

"Yes," the waiter said. "All our mermaids are bred in captivity. We only buy from farms of the best of quaility."

"I've never tried mermaid before," Caroline said to Verity. "I'd really like to try it."

Verity pursed their lips. Mermaid was very pricey. Not as expensive as kraken or griffin, but an extreme dip into the bank account of a middle class couple. But they had set aside plenty of money for their tenth anniversary, and Verity didn't want to ruin Caroline's adventurous fun.

"That's a wonderful idea," Verity said. "I've always wanted to try mermaid."

"Is that gray the one you want?" the waiter asked. "The grays tend to be very fatty. Some people prefer more lean meat, but I'm not sure on your tastes."

"I like fatty meat," Verity said. "It has a nice texture."

Caroline nodded in agreement.

"We usually drench them in soy sauce to reduce the likelihood of the uncooked meat transmitting illnesses," the waiter said. "It destroys a lot of harmful bacteria. I'll take your order to the chefs if you would seat yourselves again."

Verity and Caroline walked back to their table. The lights made from lit candles in old soda bottles interested Verity, and they stared at them while Caroline talked. They liked listening to their wife talk. The subject didn't really matter. She had such a wonderful voice, with inflections in all the right places.

Multiplr waiters carried out the mermaid on a wooden serving platter. The mermaid was four feet long, larger than it had looked in the tank. It laid atop steaming hot noodles. Everything was drenched in interesting sauces of differing colors and consistency. The dish smelt as salty as the ocean populated by wild mermaids.

"That looks delicious," Caroline said gleefully.

"I'm glad to hear that," the waiter said. "Be careful, the noodles are very hot. But the mermaid should be cool enough to start on. Can I get you anything else?"

"Do you serve alcohol?" Verity asked.

"Of course. The drink menu is on the table beside you."

Verity and Caroline took turns looking over the drink menu, before ordering sake for Verity and vodka for Caroline. The waiter disappeared and came back a moment later with their drinks, leaving the bottles on the table next to the glasses.

"Here's to us," Verity said, raising the small cup of sake. "And our ten years of marriage."

Caroline raised her glass of vodka in agreement. They both took a drink of their respective alcohols, finding them ridiculously strong tasting. A perfect way to wake them back up after a day full of celebrating with friends and siblings.

The mermaids gills spasmed as it tried desperately to breathe, a literal fish out of water. Verity felt secretly relieved that it would probably die of shock or suffocation instead of from being eaten. But mermaids ate each other in the wild, so it was hardly a moral conundrum.

Caroline cut out a chunk of the mermaid's tail and ate it. A smile lit up her face. "You have to try that. It's delicious. And I know you like salt."

The piece of the mermaid's arm Verity tried struck a good balance between savory and salty. They appreciated Caroline's judgment in ordering this, and ignored the mermaid's weak struggling as they continued to eat its still living flesh.

Mermaid blood gave the noodles a sweet flavor, complementing the salt filled sauces. Caroline and Verity disagreed on what the best part of the mermaid was. Caroline preffered the delicate gills and Verity the fatty flesh of the stomach.

The mermaid was long dead by the time they wrapped up their anniversary meal. Not yet done with the mermaids body or the noodles, they took them home with them. Verity carried the heavy takeout box to save their wife the trouble, and earned themself a kiss on the cheek.

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#Whump #Mermaid whumpee #Mermaid whump #Eaten alive #Food related whump #Multiple whumpers #Human whumpers #Married whumpers

[erinelliotc]

I find this scene from "Rambling Ed" (season 2, episode 12) so cute, silly and funny. Ed was all quiet, probably not paying attention as usual because he's Ed, Eddy quickly put his hands in Ed's mouth, manipulated his lips while talking for him, and Ed found it so funny that he just imitated him. I like how Ed doesn't verbalize anything about this, and we can only see how much he enjoyed this "game" through his actions, when we're surprised by him suddenly doing the same to Eddy.

But I think the best part to me is Eddy just accepting Ed doing this to him. He shows no sign of trying to fight it, of trying to tell Ed to stop. He just lets Ed play with his lips too and honestly that's so sweet of him. He may be probably bothered as his eye seems to indicate, but we know how impatient, temperamental and determined Eddy is and how he usually has no problem trying to put an end to situations that he doesn't like, and in this scene he's just motionless like a puppet letting Ed have his moment of fun.

I think there are some other moments in the show where Eddy shows a certain weakness for Ed, some difficulty denying him things. He really likes Ed's silly and goofy personality, so I think it makes him happy to see Ed having fun doing that kind of thing.

I love their sibling dynamic. They're so silly, and even though Eddy often seems cold, their love for each other is so visible.

#ed edd n eddy #ededdneddy #eene #ed edd and eddy #eddy #eene eddy #ed #eene ed #eene analysis #my analysis

[wildravenfeathers]

How'd Nina meet the other members of her team? Corviknight she's know since before the evolution to that form, but what of the others?

Nina's primary Pokemon team came from her journey across Paldea, save for Arbok, who she found during a school trip to Kitakami. She once let it slip in front of Kieran that she liked how Arbok's scales were purple and black like his hair, which his older sister Carmine overheard and still brings up to this very day. Arbok is big and intimidating, but outside of battle, he's surprisingly gentle with people, especially younger kids. It seems this Pokemon reminds Nina of Kieran in more ways than one.

(She's also caught Kieran snuggling with Arbok on several occasions, along with Seviper in a danger-noodle cuddle pile.)

Houndoom was found in a cave that Nina followed Koraidon into, back when he was just a little Houndour. She'd been attacked by these Pokemon before in the same place in the past, but it didn't deter her from wanting to have one on her team. Her Houndoom is unusually big for his species, which can set some people on edge when they first meet him, but he's very sweet and is always asking for pets and belly rubs once he gets to know them. He and Arven's Mabosstiff are best buddies and often play with each other during visits.

He's basically a Great Dane who thinks he's still small enough to be a lapdog. If he likes someone, he WILL try to lie on top of them on the couch. Arven spoils the heck out of him, and lets him get away with anything when Nina's not around.

(Arven, I saw that. Stop giving Houndoom bites of your sandwich!"

"Oh, what, like you don't spoil Mabosstiff whenever my back is turned?!")

Noivern was also found in a cave, in the farthest reaches of Northeast Paldea, up in the bamboo forests and mountains near one of Team Star's bases. Noivern has a wild and fierce personality, which can be unsettling outside of battle, especially when he makes eye contact. Nina's friends say he looks like he's plotting their murder whenever he stares at them. It took a while for Noivern to trust Nina after she caught him, and he has moments where he can still be unpredictable and dangerous. However, he enjoys letting off steam with battles, and works wonderfully with Corviknight as an aerial battle duo.

Penny gets creeped out by Noivern the most. She's been jumpscared several times by him during the night, so her feelings are completely justified.

Honchkrow was found at the foot of Glaseado Mountain, thankfully without a flock of Murkrow in tow. As expected of his species, Honchkrow is mischievous and cunning, and he loves to show off his underhanded tactics on the battlefield. He's mostly well-behaved outside of battle, choosing to perch somewhere high up so he can keep an eye on everything that's going on while he preens his feathers. However, he does enjoy stealing food and shiny objects from strangers every now and then, which results in lots of apologies to them from his Trainer. Honchkrow also has a knack for vocal mimicry, and likes to imitate all kinds of sounds just to mess with people.

Nina always warns her friends if Honchkrow is right behind them, so that they can protect their snacks and avoid getting pecked at. Sometimes he's a good boy and will try to preen their hair or give them little gifts (like a stick or a rock), but they know he's just trying to butter them up for extra treats. Nemona falls for it every time, and has a small collection of all the gifts he's given her.

Seviper was found in a boggy, muddy area with lots of Wooper and Clodsire. She looks scary with her huge fangs and blade-like tail, and her venom is something not to be messed around with, as Nina would tell you from first-hand experience. But behind all that poison is a sweet danger-noodle who loves to be pampered and wants to be your friend. Seviper's the type who's content to curl up and be with people no matter what they're doing. You could be watching paint dry and she'll still want to hang out with you. She also loves getting baths so her black scales can look nice and shiny in the sun. Kieran's probably the only other person who's the most comfortable around her, and he lets her hang out in his dorm during study sessions.

Corviknight was found just outside of Mesagoza, right when Nina started her Treasure Hunt journey off campus. As a Rookidee, he'd been injured in the wild, and Nina was quick to take him in after she nursed him back to health. She didn't expect him to be absolutely huge for a Corviknight when he evolved, nearly as tall as a Mudsdale. His sheer size, battle scars, and menacing red eyes can be off-putting at first, and his protective nature can frighten those who don't know him that well. He's closely bonded to his Trainer after she saved his life, and won't hesitate to jump into the fray to protect her from harm, no matter how big or small the perceived threat is. He's slow to trust other people, but once that trust is earned, he reveals a more relaxed and gentler side, and will even protect them too without a second thought.

Being from Galar, Penny has a soft spot for Corviknight, as he reminds her of home. She loves to give him baths and knows how to make his metallic armor and feathers look extra shiny.

#pokemon #pokemon sv #pokemon scarlet and violet #corviknight #pokemon kieran #arven #penny #nemona #pokemon oc #houndoom #seviper #arbok #honchkrow #noivern #kieran pokemon #carmine pokemon

[sillysadduck]

Do you have any headcanons for duck and/or Yellow?

If so, what are they?

YESSS okay some headcanons of them alone:

Yellow:

-He grabs Red's thumb when he walks with him bc he can't grab his hand, he has tiny hands and Red is big😔

-He likes to hide in weird places around the house so the other two have to find him. Mostly in the cupboard behind other things.

-He's taller than Duck and probably physically stronger too, but he's still very intimidated by him. He will avoid confrontation with Duck unless he makes him actually mad or hurts him first.

-He's pretty calm most of the time, but when he gets angry he will get very violent, he will hit and yell and won't control his actions. He always apologizes after because he's extremely empathetic and feels terrible if he makes anyone upset.

-Even tho he has blood and organs I think he's just as light as a real puppet, like you could pick him up with just one hand. This applies for Duck too. Red throws both of them around like they're dolls.

-Since the teachers from the first series live with them and are less feral now, he likes to spend time with them. Tony is the only one who has no choice but to listen since he's on the wall now and can't turn himself off like Larry, he has to listen to EVERYTHING Yellow says pls help him he's Tired.

Duck:

-Duck is not only self centered personality-wise, he also cares a lot about his appearance.

-Yellow looks up to him a lot so he tries to imitate whatever Duck is doing ALL the time... This annoys Duck bc he has no patience.

-He struggles with having very low empathy, opposite of Yellow who struggles with being hyper empathetic.

-I know people think he's clueless but I think he's VERY aware of the horrors. This is why he has this philosophy of "Oh well, let's give up!" Or "Oh well, I died!" He knows he can't do anything about it so he just vibes with the horrors he doesn't even care anymore.

-He can't express his feelings, he comes off as cold and rude but he's just autistic and has a hard time showing emotions. Doesn't mean he doesn't love his little family of three.

-The only previous teacher he actually likes and is polite with, is Colin.

As for the two of them, they have a very complex relationship. Yellow definitely likes Duck more than he likes Red, but Duck isn't patient enough to deal with Yellow. However, there's moments like the one in episode 3 of the webseries where Duck will try to cheer him up and will join Red on telling him he's loved. But being trapped forever does things to someone. It's like they're all going crazy and that makes them violent and upset, they can kill each other and still not die so I can see why they act that way. It's not that they hate each other, it's more the fact that they don't know how to express their frustration anymore. But they're still a family at the end of the day.

#don't hug me i'm scared #dhmis #duck dhmis #yellow guy #yellow guy dhmis #dhmis headcanons #asks