#especially cause this isn’t canon I just made that shit up so I’m doing this to myself

[shit-sorry-fuck-mybad]

No cause Iceman Kazansky does run his fingers through little Bradley’s hair for hours to help him fall asleep after he had nightmares, and he does sing beautiful boy under his breath and reflects on the fact that he is a father to a child that has no legal connection to him and could easily disappear from his life without giving him the chance to do anything about it, and he does think about the amount of joy that Mav brought into his life, and he does look down at his sleeping son and decides that he would do anything for him, and he does do all of this again when Bradley comes back, when he stays at their place after The Mission and wakes up with horrible nightmares like he did when he was a little kid, he does it all over again and he wouldn’t have it any other way

#Thomas Kazansky is out to break my heart and I’m sick of it #especially cause this isn’t canon I just made that shit up so I’m doing this to myself #iceman and Bradley #tom iceman kazansky #bradley rooster bradshaw #Bradley is his beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful boy #dad ice owns my heart #icemav

[crystallizedday]

Mkay, so I just woke up & I feel like spitting some facts today while I’m still in my BATDR hyperfix, especially since I’m pretty sure not a lot of people have this idea as well & I wanna get it out there somehow.

So…

The Ink Demon is like… written SO fucking well in this game, or at least as I interpret it.

& I figured this shit out like GRADUALLY.

The first tid bit that hit me like a fucking truck was how CANONICALLY the Ink Demon is in DESPERATE need of any kind of love and affection. While it’s hinted at a little bit in the games, the smoking gun comes from the VOICE ACTOR FOR INKY HIMSELF Sean Crisden.

Yes, I looked through his entire Twitter to find this again just to prove I’m not insane.

Like… even if Sean isn’t caught up entirely on the lore, there’s no reason he would say this only knowing the Ink Demon through his lines. After all, my guy has to be told about the character to voice him, so for him to address this pretty much makes it as close to being confirmed officially as we can.

The second thing that hit me like a truck was the YouTuber Pastra’s review video on the game, where he details how the Ink Demon’s mocking in the last chapter is towards HIMSELF, not Audrey, & he’s just projecting all HIS shit onto her.

Not even I caught this, since I always thought Inky was right about the “your life is a lie” thing due to her not being fully human.

But then Pastra emphasized the “mistake” bit. Audrey wasn’t a mistake, far from it. The Ink Demon, BENDY, was. HE was a mistake, born solely to be a living mascot to entertain, & when he came out WRONG, he was locked away, neglected, abandoned by the man who created him.

So he looks at Audrey, someone who was made by the same man who made him, someone who was treated so much better because of how she came out “perfect”, & tries to bring her down on the same level as he is by berating her.

& while this is stretching a bit, him comforting her at the end feels a bit like he’s trying to comfort himself, tricking himself to believe there is SOMEONE like him, someone who was ABANDONED & lied to, & thus giving Audrey the opportunity to live so he can indulge in that comfort.

It’s a BIG stretch, but god DAMN is it a gut puncher!

Like I’m sure he also did it to manipulate her & shit, but like… he can have MORE than one reason to do shit, & if he really did try to comfort himself like that, if that really is true… then I’m gonna fucking sob, man.

BUT THAT IS NOT FUCKING ALL!!

Cause I got ONE MORE mind blower I had, mainly (but not entirely) on my own after that one!!

& it has to do with Baby Bendy.

A LOT of people think Inky got his mind split in two when he was imprisoned as Baby Bendy due to how different he acts around Audrey.

But I beg to differ.

I think the Ink Demon is ABSOLUTELY still conscious & in control as Baby Bendy. He just couldn’t do shit to anyone before Audrey came about & accidentally freed him (cause I am ALSO subscribed to that theory Pastra addressed in his video), so he just minded his own business.

Perhaps his new emotional responses spoken of in the Keepers’ tapes come from him being more powerless & vulnerable where the only thing he COULD do was cry.

& the reason he acts so friendly towards Audrey once she meets up with him near the city? Because she was kind to him, she actually gave a shit about him. She apologized to him about hurting him & wanted to take care of him.

NEVER in Inky’s life has he EVER had someone genuinely care about him & his well being, something he always wanted from ANYONE but never got. So when he finally has that opportunity with Audrey, he jumps to it, going along with it, even if he desperately didn’t want to visit the Gent labs again.

More evidence of this is detailed in a post by @jupiter-jellies titled “Ink Demon VS Vesty” which I really like (I apologize for the tag, I don’t know if there’s an easier option to showcase the post itself, but I still wanna credit you nonetheless) as it makes sense of the sequences of events that happen from when Baby Bendy first joins your party to when he disappears & the Ink Demon comes to stop you from entering the Keepers’ area. Seriously, that shit blew my mind when I read it cause it explains WHY Baby Bendy went missing & why the Ink Demon would try to stop Audrey from going THERE in particular.

It just makes sense that the Ink Demon was still HIMSELF in both forms, he just acts differently to compensate for his lack of powers & to be given the love & affection he always wanted.

… But then it gets sad.

Cause the more I thought about it, the more fucked up it became. The ONLY time the Ink Demon EVER got someone to reach out to him & make him feel cared for… is when he’s in a “perfect” form. Only when he was cute & innocent & TRAPPED against his WILL could he be EVER loved, that if only he came out RIGHT in the first place, then he would DESERVE all the love that Audrey offers him.

If Joey & the others neglecting & abusing him when he came out wrong when he was JUST created didn’t solidify this idea in his head, Audrey treating him like a friend in his “perfect” form & an enemy in his true form DEFINITELY sealed the deal to him.

& it only gets worse.

I was re-listening to Joey talking to Audrey at the tail-end of the game to try & snap her out of the dark mindset Inky put her in when I realized something.

The Ink Demon was RIGHT THERE, listening to his abuser talk directly to AUDREY the ENTIRE TIME, telling her how she was loved & how she’s not this monster, that she was his pride & joy, his ONLY success…

& that PISSES Inky off.

In INKY’s point of view, only after Joey had a creation that WASN’T an abomination did he suddenly have a change of heart, that all it took was to get something he always wanted to be a better person as he completely ignores his biggest mistake that was RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM.

That… has GOT to sting, really bad, to feel abandoned AGAIN in favor of the “better sibling” that Audrey was.

I have a feeling that he didn’t crush Joey SOLELY so he couldn’t get through to Audrey. I think he also did it because he couldn’t take LISTENING to him talk like this anymore, to be reminded that he was a failure that didn’t deserve the love that Audrey got, & lashed out to shut Joey up.

This is ALL very headcanon-y, but… it really does paint the Ink Demon in a more complex & tragic light.

The Ink Demon was NEVER just a mindless monster that killed whatever it wanted on sight. He was capable of emotion, & he could’ve potentially been capable of being something so much more if only he got the proper care & reassurance he DESPERATELY needed.

& GOD I love his character for it, he’s my favorite character in the game BY FAR because of this, GOD I hope this is canon so I can give massive props to the writers for this game!!

#bendy and the dark revival #batdr #batdr spoilers #bendy and the dark revival spoilers #ink demon #ink bendy #bendy #baby bendy #audrey #batdr audrey #audrey drew #joey drew #sean crisden #ink demon character studies #day’s morning ramblings #thank you for reading my essay XDDD #I apologize for the shitty quality for the cutscenes #i just wanted to throw some images in here to spice up the rambling & compliment it a bit #hope ya don’t mind

[tabithatwo]

you people are so weird. any person with a brain would understand that shauna would be the most affected by the loss of her baby. that baby is literally a part of her in a way that jackie will never be able to. you’re just mad that shauna’s character no longer revolves around the non canon ship that you made up in your head.

I’m only gonna respond to one of these the rest will be deleted but this is a good example to use to tap into more general concerning discussion I see!

Two parts, the easy one first:

everyone who says this stuff is missing the point completely, the conversation isn’t even about shipping like…at all, actually! It’s character continuity! The point is simply that s1 21 shauna was constantly impacted by a specific thing (the loss of Jackie) and now that we’ve seen that loss on screen in 96, the showrunners have shifted s2 21 Shauna a LOT (both on screen and in interviews). I also talked about Misty’s continuity. Im concerned about the 2021 CHARACTERS CHANGING BASED ON THINGS THAT HAVE ALL ALREADY HAPPENED TO THEM IN THE PAST BY THE FIRST FRAME OF ADULT THEM THAT WE EVER SEE IN THE SHOW. Because I worry that the writers don’t themselves know enough of what happened in the 96 tl to not have continuity issues in the adult characters and/or there’s been a push somewhere to make the characters more tolerable or sympathetic. Like that is the thesis statement idk if that helps lol cause I think you’re probably willfully misunderstanding me but in case you’re not there’s another rephrasing of it.

Second thing, less easy:

telling people that “anyone with a brain would understand that the loss of a baby would impact her most” is actually a very cruel thing to do! I’m taking the time to explain this in case you’re on the younger side or something and maybe just don’t understand, but when you talk to people you do not know what they’ve experienced. So imagining that you’re telling someone who has experienced the thing you’re lecturing them on when you say things can be a helpful metric in being less of an asshole in your phrasing. Pregnancy loss and stillbirth CAN absolutely be the hardest thing some people ever experience. But applying that rhetoric to every single woman is actually a very right wing bullshit propaganda sexist crock of shit, which is the other issue I have with this storyline that’s making me weary. The entire she showed no interest in this baby but every woman wants their baby and it just takes seeing it to realize thing? Rotted. Absolutely rotted lol. Can that happen? YEAH! Does it every time or even most of the time? FUCKING NO IT DOES NOT! Does constantly portraying that in media create a general understanding that is incredibly harmful? The one you’re actually sending back at me right now? ALSO YEAH! I’m not saying I don’t think there’s a way they can go with Shauna’s grief that doesn’t play into this, but the shift in her 2021 character PAIRED with the quote about the baby being the most profound loss worries me.

Especially when the proof is a little bit in the pudding, because there are so many people like you very loudly saying that miscarriage or pregnancy loss or stillbirth is unequivocally the worst thing that can happen to a woman and that questioning that is wrong.

So back to think about who you’re talking to and how they could have any life you don’t understand: you sent this to me! A stranger on the internet! And I, someone who actually quite literally experienced pregnancy loss at 19 years old of a baby that I didn’t want with a man that I slept with because of his proximity to a specific woman, woke up to a message telling me that I’m stupid for not understanding the impact of the loss of a pregnancy. Now is that the exact same loss as Shauna’s? No of course not but damn if it isn’t a little eerie in its closeness lol. Which is probably WHY I care so much how they’re handling this rhetoric.

ANYWAY LAYING THIS SUBJECT TO REST FOR NOW LIKE COACH BENS LEG Y’ALL ARE DOING TOO MUCH LET ME TALK ABOUT MY CONCERNS FOR THE CONTINUITY AND DIRECTION OF A TV SHOW I LOVE ON MY OWN BLOG WITHOUT TELLING ME I DONT UNDERSTAND A THING IVE EXPERIENCED THANKS SO MUCH!

#cw miscarriage #shauna shipman #jackie taylor #yellowjackets #asks answered

[rewritingcanon]

Hi, I know I'm over a week late and all, but I couldn't leave it be cause this subject is really a sensitive matter to me for tragic personal reasons. I want to say that the reason you don't remember James ever "continuously asking Lily out; sexually harassing Lily; always asking her out and not taking no for an answer" is not because it's been a while since you read the books and forgot, no, it's simply because is DOESN'T HAPPEN IN THE BOOKS! PERIOD! It's not CANON and it boils my blood to no end when people make shit like this up and make such grave accusations when anyone owns the books and can check on their own that this did NOT happen in them! I dare anyone to bring forth any passage from the books that says any of that! The more they insist that this is canon, the angrier and more offended and hurt I get! I'm endlessly sorry about anyone's personal experience with such crimes (if I wasn't clear enough, I'm unfortunately familiar with them, too) but that does not change simple facts of what happened in the books, what IS and what is NOT canon and it's not an excuse to spread lies so insistently and passionately. Either this is willfully spreading lies or, and I will give benefit of the doubt, it's just people confusing canon with fanon after being in fandom and reading fanfics too much, in which case I would suggest rereading the books and brushing up with the canon knowledge, before spreading such harmful and hurtful rhetoric :/

hi, thank you for this ask and i’m sorry for what you’ve had to go through as well. yeah, i haven’t heard anyone contradict what i said in that post so i assume it was just something the fandom made up. i’m sure ace just confused fanon with canon— no victim would purposefully be spreading lies like that even if they did hate james because they would know how serious sexual abuse is having gone through it themselves. plus i’ve seen them complain about the same things with what some marauders fans say about snape, so i’m sure they didn’t do it on purpose and their intentions were good. but i won’t put it past other people in the hp fandom/snapedom to use it as a bandwagon to continue shitting on james without doing their due diligence and checking if something as serious as that is true or not.

i do agree that people need to be more focused on what is canon and what isn’t, especially with the harry potter fandom since its so large and very removed from a lot of its content, and especially if they are in the snapedom and the marauders fandom, because both fandoms seem to get the most carried away with their characters in my personal experience. i’ve seen people throw around creepy allegations at many characters and it really hurts and annoys me too, even if those characters are considered nasty. it’s one thing to say something like “[x] canonly likes porridge” (who cares in this instance) or “[x] is canonly gay” (annoying and probably ignorant but also whatever), and then say “[x] canonly sexually harrassed [y]” (….helllo??? cant speak for everyone but its definitely offensive to me lol). sometimes concentrated sub-fandoms may be a little like echo chambers so its good to brush up then and again on certain things. its good to interrogate people’s opinions and challenge them. you dont have to comment or reblog (i know i don’t…. usually 🧍‍♀️) but it can keep you from falling into repeating things that just confuse (or worse, hurt) people more.

#omg guyz yan posted fandom discourse again!!! 😭🙏‼️ #ofc its about marauders era characters smh what is new #also sorry anon for taking so long to answer this. i know this issue is personal to you so i didnt want to rush an answer #harry potter #hp #marauders #pro jily #pro james potter #<- technically not pro james but i dont want a james anti choking me for this #got called a ‘snater’ wayyy too many times for saying things that had nothing to do with snape LOL someone save me #lily evans save me lily evans save me #anti snapedom #anti severus snape #<- idk i rlly just dont want snape fans finding this #ask #anon #rewriting

[hopefulfuturenovelauthor]

A Reunion

Request: Daryl will reunite with my oc in the apocalypse after not seeing each other for years the last time was before she ran away from home from her abusive parents. They were the best of friends they save each other form their abusive parents.

I’m so sorry this took so long and that it is kind of shitty at parts. Life has been a roller coaster this entire year. I started this and then had to come back to it which was difficult and I think you can tell in my writing, but I hope you like at least some part of this.

warning: swearing, violence, abuse, neglect, possibly triggering, canon typical violence, canon typical language.

Growing up in Georgia was fine for me. There were good and bad parts to it, which is an indisputable fact. I had good friends, bad parents; good classes, bad grades; bad food, good hunting skills; and bad people skills, but one damn good best friend. 

That was the past though. Now all I got is a small group, traveling north, avoiding the rotters. They ain’t anything special really. They’re all decent people, decent people get dead pretty quick though. They are only alive cause of me. Those lucky little shits would’ve starved to death if not for me.

I can hunt, scavage, kill, whatever the hell kind of survival skill is needed. I do so fairly effortlessly, but I haven’t always been so great at this sort of stuff.

I learned from the best damn shot I’ve ever known. And by shot, I don’t mean from a gun. Nah, those things are far too loud for this day and age.

“Everybody, quiet,” I whispered to my group, slowing down to determine the damn dead thing’s location. I raised my bow and shot at it’s damn head. 

“Nice shot,” Edward praised, looking at my handy work.

“Yeah, yeah. Grab the bolt while I reload.” I set up the crossbow again, preparing for more of the dead to come our way.

“We need to find shelter,” Alice pointed out the obvious, “we have maybe one more hour of daylight.”

“There’s this little house Ed and I scouted out earlier, it should work for the night,” Louise suggested.

Edward handed me my bolt and we all continued on our way toward the little house.

We made it before the sun started to fade. Alice heated up some canned soup the group had found under some rubble and handed it out to everyone.

Stephen and Chrissy got the most food, both were still kids that needed the nutrients to grow. Louise got the next largest serving as she is the oldest. Alice, Ed, and I had the least amount out of the group, but it was still a nice bowl full, and we all enjoyed it.

The kids always went to bed first, before one of us adults even thought about closing our eyes. Chrissy was 13 and Stephen was 17. Sometimes we let him help with watch, but most of the time we made sure he stayed with his sister.

“Can we share stories before bed?” Chrissy asked. She always liked hearing about our lives, even the most mundane of things kept her happy, which makes sense based on how we live now.

“Sure thing, sweetheart,” Ed replied. I’ll be honest, I’d never known a better parent in my life. He and Alice were real good with their children, especially since Alice wasn’t even Stephen’s real mom. His dad got remarried after his mum died. They were good to their kids. Hell, they let Louise and me stick around and they barely knew us at first. Louise was the pesky old lady down the street, and I was just their non-talkative closed-off neighbor. 

Only let us stick around at first cause Louise was old and I’d saved their lives. Now though, I couldn’t think of being anywhere without them. Especially after we lost Matt, that damn idiot put himself in harm's way with a couple of dickhead humans. The idiot couldn’t even fight. We all miss him though, saved the whole lot of us.

“Who’s turn is it this time?” Alice asked.

“It’s miss Y/n’s,” Chrissy jumped up and down from her seat on the floor.

“Well you're right it is,” I said back, smiling at the girl, “but you remember what I said, right kiddo? You can call me just Y/n, the miss isn’t necessary.”

“Okay, Y/n. Can you tell us a story?” She was so sweet I couldn’t help but nod and smile.

“Sure thing kiddo. But what to tell, what to tell. How about a little tale from my childhood, how about that?” The little girl smiled more.

“Okay, well, let's see. I was about your age, 13 soon to be going on 14. I was a stubborn little kid. I never wanted to be stuck inside.” Especially at my home with my parents. “You see I loved the outdoors, it was so freeing, and it was my favorite place to hang out with my best friend.” Daryl Dixon. “Now, my best friend was so interesting, he was the bravest and coolest person I knew. In fact, he taught me how to use that bow over there. I never liked it that much, I much more preferred a bow and arrow to a crossbow, but he loved it with all his heart. He liked to use it to hunt, just like I do for us. He also made the best squirrel stew.

“There was this one day that I had gone out into the woods alone, I just wanted to run around and climb trees. I ended up seeing my best friend on my adventure through the woods. He blamed me for scaring away all the animals with my loud chaotic running. I said sorry and then asked him if he wanted to jump across the creek. He joined me, of course, and we jumped back and forth on the rocks. We did this for hours. Silly me though, jumped and slipped into the water. I stood up, but could barely walk because I twisted my ankle. I was freezing from the water too. My best friend helped me back home though and let me use him as a crutch. It was nice of him to make sure I was okay, but the water had left me so cold that I ended up getting sick for the next couple of days. Thankfully though, I got better in a couple of days and went right back out to the woods to play by the creek. Never sprained my ankle there again though, I learned from the last time.”

Chrissy had already fallen asleep on her brother who looked just about ready to pass out too. I looked over at their parents and offered to take the first watch. They accepted and said thank you with kind smiles. I sat outside on the house's porch and kept lookout for a few hours. 

Story time was always great, I loved that it comforted the kids so much, but it was difficult to come up with stories and memories that were okay for them to hear. I ran out of those long before I ever told them that story and most of my others. Eventually, I just came to the conclusion that I would leave out the sad and bitter parts. I didn’t mention that Daryl went hunting because his dad was a drunk that barely worked and his mom died when he was young. I didn’t tell them that my mom had slapped me and thrown me into a wall by my hair when she saw me dripping in the living room with a swollen ankle. My face was yellow for days, one of the main reasons I stayed home from school. My dad wasn’t too awful, it was more the things he said and what he let happen that made him a terrible father. My mom was the one that resorted to physical violence as parenting. My dad just didn’t fucking parent. Hell, he was never fucking there, always somewhere else with another woman by his side.

My inner monologue was paused when I looked up at the sky. I had definitely done at least an extra hour of watch. I got up and woke up Ed, letting him know it was his turn. I decided to turn in, attempting to get a good night's sleep. I never can, it's either nightmares with zombies or nightmares with parents. 

***

We made our way further north up along the east coast. We had thought it would make more sense to head more up north in the summer and head back down south in the winter. We lived day by day, with nowhere to stay and no exact location to go. The green vegetation was nice and all. The days were cooler than in the south. We happily enjoyed basking in the sun with the slight breeze. We hopped house to house searching for any leftover goods and resources. 

We found one house that for the most part was untouched. Setting up camp we thought sticking around for a couple of days would be good. As we thought, it was. Day one was easy. Day two was nice. Day three was good. 

Day four had a speed bump. They had appeared out of nowhere. The hoard came down the street dragging their feet. The grunts and grumbles of the group had all of us staying silent. We hid from windows and blocked as many doors as we could. The adults had their guns raised and the kids kept their weapons close. I had my crossbow ready to shoot anything that came too close. 

None of us had suspected the back door to slam open. It was so loud and so sudden we all jumped at the bang.

***

Bang!

The door flung open as my mother dragged our things to her car. She screamed and cried at my drunken father. She had caught him again. It seemed this time she had enough. He stood in the doorway trying to calm her down, but she wouldn’t have it. She was hysterical.

I tried to stop her, but she chucked my small suitcase at me. I stumbled back as I caught it.

“Get in the car, Y/n,” She said. My mother looked back at me standing still, unmoving, “Get in the damn car, Y/n. I ain’t saying that shit again, get in the damn car!”

I scurried over to the trunk, hurriedly putting my things in.

“Y/n?” I turned around. Daryl stood right behind me, his eyes broken and concerned. He reached out to wipe some of the tears I hadn’t even realized I had shed. It was like I flinched away. It wasn’t that I was scared, I was overwhelmed. My body was on overdrive and seemed to have broken down. “Y/n,” Daryl stepped forward again. I retreated again, escaping his touch.

“Please don’t,” I begged. 

“Y/n, you don’t got to do nothin. You don’t got to go with her,” he tried to assure me.

“Daryl, it won’t change anything,” I told him.

“Of course, it will,” he said, “You just got to fight this.”

“Daryl, no matter what I do she’ll get custody. My dads a drunk that sleeps with other women. The case will be over before it’s even started.” 

“You're 17 Y/n. Fight to be your own adult.”

“Daryl, I don’t have the money or resources to do that. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” I broke down. He tried to bring me in, to comfort me but I just kept stepping back. 

My mother grabbed me and pulled me towards the car. “Don’t you touch her!” Daryl yelled. My mother turned immediately, stepping in front of him.

“What the hell are you going to do about it?”

“She doesn’t want to go with you-“

“Shut up, you disgusting piece of trash. No Dixon kid is going to tell me what I can and can’t do with my daughter. Go run home to your drunk father and your high ass brother you piece of redneck shit.”

“Mom, please, please stop,” I cried more.

She pushed me to the car.

Daryl begged me to stop and to get out, but it was like I couldn’t hear. My ears were ringing and my vision was blurring. 

My mother drove me away from the security of the home I once had. It didn’t take long for me to run away from her, but I certainly should have done it sooner. I should have ran from her that day. 

***

The door was shut again and then a man ran into the room followed by two others. I moved the kids behind us to hide them from the newcomers who had yet to register us. I raised my bow at the man in front once he turned around, “who the fuck are you?”

“Wow, wow, hold on there. We aren’t here to hurt you.” He held up his hands, and the man and woman behind him did the same.

“Now that’s not what I asked,” I said before holding my bow up higher, “Who the fuck are you?”

“I’m Aaron, okay, I’m Aaron.”

I steadied my grip, “Okay, Aaron, you and your friends following us?”

“No, no, we were just doing a run, gathering supplies, that’s all.”

“Why should I believe you?” I asked.

“My bag. My bag has a list of what we came out here to get, I swear.”

“Take it off. And don’t open it or anything, just toss it on the ground.”

The man reached to remove his bag and dropped it in front of him with a thump.

“Hands back up,” I told him while Ed grabbed the bag. Ed opened it up revealing a bag of canned goods and the equivalent of an apocalypse grocery list. 

“Where you from?” I asked.

“We can’t tell you that,” the woman said. She looked ready to attack if something went wrong or if I decided to shoot.  She may not have been holding her weapon, but the sword on her back would certainly slaughter the group.

“Aaron, Michonne, let me handle this,” the man in the back tentatively took a step forward. “My name is Rick. Look, we have a community and food if you want some, but we have people waiting for us back at home. We don’t want any trouble, alright?”

“No, not alright. I still want to know why the hell you are here. There were plenty of houses on this street. I’m not one to believe in god damn coincidences, so why the fuck were you following us?”

“We swear, we didn’t know you were here. This one just seemed safest. The doors were locked and the windows were shut and covered,” Rick explained.

“Mommy, are they going to hurt us?” Chrissy asked. I stiffened up while Rick and his group faltered.

“We don’t know sweetheart,” Alice replied, “just stay behind us.”

“You, you have kids with you?” Rick asked.

Suddenly defensive again you stepped closer to the man readjusting your aim, “yeah we do, so don’t think I won’t shoot you if I find it goddamn necessary.”

“How many walkers have you killed?” He asked.

“Excuse me?” I questioned.

“Rick-“ the woman seemed to be trying to stop him.

“How many zombies have you killed?” Aaron spoke.

I fell back a little, barely lowering my bow, “this is initiation, isn’t it? We answer your questions, you think of letting us in right?”

“Yes,” Rick nodded.

“How safe is your community?” I asked while looking back at my group.

“We have walls surrounding the houses we stay at,” Aaron offered.

“How much food you got typically?”

“Enough to feed everyone if we keep searching and farming,” Rick responded.

“You got kids at this place?”

“Yes,” Rick said.

“More than I can count,” I replied.

“What?” Rick questioned.

“Zombies, I’ve killed more than I can count.”

***

We all sat inside, eating some of what we could. It was night, but everyone was reluctant to sleep. Chrissy was the only one of us that felt safe enough to do so.

“How long have you guys been traveling together?” Rick asked.

“Basically from the start,” I replied, glancing at our group, “we don’t really let people in. It’s dangerous.”

Michonne nodded, “yeah, but it’s nice when it works out. Rick let me in even when I showed up and Aaron let us in when we made our way around here.”

“Yeah, we had one person join us. He died though. He was a good guy and a good friend,” I said.

“I’m sorry for your loss,” Aaron responded.

“It’s fine, can’t keep thinking back to that. You guys a got a lot of people I’m guessing if you got walls and all?”

“Yeah, quite a bit,” Aaron chuckled, “even have a hot-headed archer like you.”

“He’s not wrong,” Rick smiled.

“Nah, I ain’t hot-headed, just protective.”

“He is too,” Michonne commented.

“You good with that thing?” Rick asked.

“Yeah, been using it most my life,” I told him.

“Good, we could use more hunters,” he said back.

“I’ll help any way I can.”

***

An hour after the sun came up we started our walk to their community, Alexandria. A unique name for a unique place. It wasn’t too far from the house we had squatted in the night before. The others in my group even became a little more comfortable with the group we had met just the day before. Alice and Ed, with Chrissy stuck between them, talked to Rick more than the other two because he also had a kid back at the community.  Louise remained next to Aaron asking him questions about housing and the people there. Stephan and I walked together with Michonne. We talked simply about weapons and the defenses of the people in the town. I even asked if there was a classic bow at the weapons facility, explaining that it was my preferred weapon of choice. 

It was mid-afternoon by the time we reached the walls of Alexandria. Rick and Michone walked in front while Aaron stayed in the back with us. They let us in easily. Others at the gate even came down to welcome us to the community. A woman named Rosa made her way to welcome us. The others happily smiled and conversed with the others, but I remained behind scouting out the area that was deemed safe. Sadly, with the life I have lived I always thought of something so spectacular as too good to be true. 

More people came over to introduce themselves. It allowed others to give their introductions. 

“Rick, you get the medicine?” A gruff voice just too familiar made my heart soar and then sink all in the same moment.

“Yeah, I got the pain killers and cold medicine should be enough good enough to keep us stocked till the end of winter.”

I stepped to the side to look at who Rick was speaking to. He looked different of course. The apocalypse had changed him, but at the same time he looked more like himself than he had ever before. I guess the biggest difference would be his hair which was now shoulder length. 

“Fucking hell,” I muttered out, “Daryl.”

The archer looked toward me, his head turning faster than it did when he would hunt squirrels for me.

He breathed out my name, only staring. The second he took one step forward I moved quickly wrapping my arms around him.

“Holy shit, Daryl,” a few tears escaped my eyes as I pressed my face into his shoulder. Daryl wrapped his arms around me in return, reciprocating the hug.

“Y/n,” he mumbled into the fabric of my shirt as his hands grasped it. The hug we shared was one of desperate relief. I didn’t want to let go and it was clear that he felt the same.

It wasn’t until a little hand tugged at the hem of my shirt that I returned to what was going on around me. “Y/n,” Chrissy’s small voice pulled me out of focus which had been on Daryl.

Slowly I pulled myself away from the archer and kneeled down next to Chrissy. “Hey there little one,” I smiled kindly at the young girl.

“Is that him?” she asked with big round eyes.

“What do you mean sweetheart?”

“He’s the friend you had when you were a kid. He had a crossbow just like you said he did,” she pointed at the weapon Daryl hand strapped to his back.

“Oh um,” the little girl's perception was impressive and caught me off guard, “that’s my childhood best friend, Daryl Dixon.”

Edward and Alice both stepped forward and extended their hands to Daryl. Through all of this, both of them remained very civilized and polite people. I honestly found it impressive that they kept insisting their children be just as polite. Hell, I even made sure that they all knew when being polite wouldn’t help them in this life. “Hi Mr. Dixon, Y/n has told us so much about you,” Alice told him as he returned the handshake.

Daryl took Edward’s  hand next and gave it a firm shake. “It’s true,” Edward chuckled and released Daryl’s hand. Edward turned to everyone and introduced our whole group. It was actually quite a shock to realize that Daryl seemed to talk about me with his group about as much as I talked about him with mine.

“You’re the oh so fantastic Y/n L/n?” Rosa asked with a teasing smirk on her face as she walked over to you, “he wasn’t exactly wrong when he described what you looked like, but you are definitely more badass than he led us to believe.”

“Yeah, I assure you that only has to do with the shitty circumstances of present day life.”

“I must say, you do not disappoint,” Rick joked, smiling my way as he clasped Daryl’s shoulder.

I laughed, and watched Daryl as his face remained tinted red. Of all people, I would know when Daryl Dixon could get a little flustered.

“You most certainly have a reputation to live up to,” Aaron added, “but I doubt that’ll be an issue for the incredible Y/n.”

“Wow, Dixon. You really talked me up, didn’t you?”

“Oh my god,” Rosa beamed, “Carol has to meet her.”

***

Settling into one of the many houses was pretty easy seeing as I didn’t have much with me anyway. We were able to find a house just big enough for our whole group. Well, I would be taking the couch till I was certain we were safe, but I wasn’t planning on leaving them all by themselves anytime soon.

Speaking of not leaving them, the group had accepted going to the welcome party for all of us. Though social situations aren’t my favorite, it would feel wrong not to keep an eye on my group and meet Daryl’s friends. According to the ones I had met, it was necessary for me to interact with Carol at some point tonight at the very least. 

The party seemed fine, but it was never my thing. I didn’t care much for social gatherings. I never had, seeing as it was only ever me and Daryl. I escaped to the back deck with some lovely homemade alcohol in hand. It seemed that someone had noticed. Another person had joined me. She smiled slightly at me, like I was familiar to her but she didn’t want to scare me off.

“Hi, your Y/n, right?” she asked as if she already knew.

I nodded and smiled back, “you must be Carol.”

“Oh, yeah, I am,” she chuckled a bit, “this is honestly a little awkward, seeing as I know so much about you but you know so little about me.”

“Trust me, it’s fine, really. My group knows all about our favorite bowsman. The kids always loved to hear stories and the ones with Daryl were always a hit” I sipped from the glass I held loosely in my hand.

“Daryl would always tell stories about you too. He started telling them to Carl and Judith. But with time he spoke about you because he enjoyed it. He always shared funny little stories. He told a great one about that time you both tricked Merle and soaked him in mud.”

A genuine laugh escaped me, “I remember that, we stole the keys to his truck and splattered the shit all over him. God, he was so pissed. He made me wash his truck and made Daryl do his laundry for a week so that he wouldn’t tell. It was fucking worth it though.”

“You seem like a good person,” it was a sudden statement that caught me by surprise. She was assertive with her words, but it came out almost disappointed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I questioned.

“I’m sorry, it’s just. Around all of them he shared all the good things, but,” she stopped for a moment, “but without the others around he shared the bad. He had nightmares consistently. He worried about you constantly. It was hard for me to see him holding on so hard to someone who had left.” She took a sip of her own drink.

I leaned back, “you wanted someone you could blame, someone to be angry at for hurting him, for haunting him.”

“Yes,” she admitted solemnly, “but I’ve heard about your group and how you take care of them-“

“We take care of each other.”

“Yes, I understand that, I just mean that you protect them, you provide for them, you keep them safe. They are a responsibility, and you care for them deeply, just like you care for Daryl.”

“I was 17. I was a kid. I didn’t know anything and I didn’t know any better. I didn’t just leave. You think I never wanted to escape. I had a bag packed, filled with water, crackers, cash, and clothes in the back of my closet when I was 12. My mom found it a year later. She asked me why I had it. I told her the truth and the next day I went to school with half of a swollen face and bruises. I asked Daryl to run away with me everyday for a year. Age 14 to 15 and he always said no. He stayed for Merle. I stayed for him. I lost all hope after that one year. I was desperate and alone. So I left and then immediately left her behind. I had to get out. He just didn’t want to come with.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” she seemed sincere enough.

“He didn’t know either. I mean, I grew up. I got to her size, but she was prepared. She could hurt me however she wanted because if I didn’t let her, if I didn’t listen to her she was going to destroy the Dixon’s. Merle kept selling drugs, even after probation. She knew what their dad did to them. Daryl would have been left with nothing. The second we left that town, she had no leverage over me anymore.”

“Daryl doesn’t know any of that, does he?” she seemed taken aback by the new information I had told her.

“Not unless my dad offered it up, which is highly doubtful.”

“You should tell him.”

“And say what? Not a day went by that I didn’t miss him. But I couldn’t go back,” I turned toward Carol, “you seem to be a genuinely good person as well. I just need time, and I think he does too.”

“Take all the time you need,” Carol placed her hand on my shoulder before returning to the party. I quickly drank the rest of my beverage and joined my group. They all smiled at my arrival while Daryl watched from the sidelines with an unreadable expression on his face.

#daryl dixion imagine #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl imagines #twd #twd x reader #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #rick grimes #michonne #twd carol

[jacenbren]

Ok I’m real sorry to everybody who came to my blog for trigun and shit but my Ninjago hyperfixation is coming back with a vengeance so I’m subjecting y’all to another Nonsensical Insomnia Rant!!! this time it’s about my favorite little greasy dead bitch Morro and how freaky powerful he could’ve been (and definitely already was)

Spoilers for the entire Ninjago series ahead lol

So yeah. Morro. Ninjago’s biggest cautionary tale. He is everything Lloyd feared becoming and everything Kai could’ve became. His jealousy and desperation for approval killed him, and his inability to understand that love isn’t won purely via accomplishments ate him alive (he’s an icon for burnt out gifted kids everywhere lol), and most of all: he died tragically, and before he could reach his true potential.

So in the series, we never really got to see any other masters of wind before, and thus we didn’t have any strong guidelines for Morro’s inherent power level. All we know is that he was a prodigy at both martial arts and his elemental powers, so much so that Master Wu assumed that he’d be the Green Ninja (until the Golden Weapons didn’t react, that is). Even in death, Morro was easily one of the ninjas’ more challenging opponents, especially with his great tactical intellect factored in. In a nutshell, he was powerful, skilled, and more than determined to get his revenge on Wu, and the ninja were very lucky that Nya figured out her powers in time to be able to stop him.

Now, going back to the original point, we had no idea if Morro’s power level came from his ancestry, or from his prodigious skill. We do know that he died before he fully mastered his powers, and even then, he’s incredibly powerful. When he first showed up at the tea shop while possessing Lloyd in season five, rocked everyone’s shit almost effortlessly, easily besting all of the ninja in hand-to-hand combat. A case could be made that he was able to defeat them so easily because he was possessing Lloyd’s body, but then again, when they fight him later in the season while he’s not possessing a body, he seems to be just as, if not even stronger. Morro displayed incredible control over his elemental powers as well, being able to summon tornadoes, rip apart buildings, achieve sustained flight, and even alter the weather to his liking, all while canonically having died before he could fully master his abilities. Not only this, but his physical abilities also seemed to have been hampered slightly by being a ghost, which Morro voices frustration about, if I remember correctly.

So, for the longest time, therein lies the question: is the elemental power of wind always that strong, or was Morro’s prodigious strength biasing us? Now, with the introduction of Euphrasia in Dragons Rising, we kinda have an answer: yeah, the elemental master of wind is pretty much always gonna be scary fucking strong.

Forgive me for any errors since I’ve only seen the first season of DR, but from what we’ve seen of Euphrasia, she’s had her powers for a few years at most and is already a force of nature. With minimal to zero training, she was able to achieve sustained flight, finely control wind currents and air pressure, and even use her powers to help seal an interdimensional rift. She’s already easily on par with characters we’ve seen training for most of their lives, and if we compare her to Morro, they’re pretty damn close when it comes to raw prowess. In a fair fight Morro would likely beat her due to having superior experience and training, but it would still be close. So it’s not unreasonable to assume that wind is a powerful element in its own right, and with the right master, it can be really fucking deadly. For example:

Sucking all of the air out of an opponent’s lungs and suffocating them on dry land, á la Zaheer in Legend of Korra

Causing the air pressure in a given area to drop dramatically, inducing hypoxia in everyone present and rendering them unconscious

Manipulating wind currents in a given area on a large scale, altering weather patterns to a high degree

Emitting hyper-compressed blasts of pressurized air that break the sound barrier and rupture the eardrums of everyone in the area, as well as slicing through many materials like a knife through butter

Creating pockets of air in someone’s brain or bloodstream, resulting in an instant embolism

So yeah! The ninja are damn lucky that a) Morro died before he could unlock his true potential, and b) that Euphrasia seems to be on their side, because if not… oh boy.

#i think about this a lot #morro my favorite greasy little dead asshole i miss you every day #jacen writes #ninjago masters of spinjitzu #ninjago #lego ninjago #morro ninjago #ninjago morro #dragons rising #ninjago meta #long post

[hraugur]

shit, buddy

you ever get into something that isn’t, like. that good. like, it’s alright, the plot is serviceable and has its moments here and there, ups and downs, highs and lows. but the characters are really fun and the dynamics have a lot of potential and a lot of the people making it are obviously skilled.

and there’s a lot of good shit that could hypothetically happen if all that potential is used to its full capacity but it probably won’t because why would good things ever happen. so it’s carried almost entirely by the fandom and the headcanons the fandom builds around it. because that has happened to me twice now.

i thought wednesday was fine. not great, not terrible, just fine. the plot was a pretty standard YA supernatural crime thing and it was serviceable and like, not too bad, all things considered. but the characters were really great, i thought. especially the dynamic between enid and wednesday was really good. or, well, not even good, it just had a lot of potential, which i think is mostly owed to how well the actresses mesh and get along because the plot and the writing sure as shit was not doing them any favors. like it had enough potential for me to immediately go look for fanfics back when i watched it in fuckin november, and i’m *still* reading fanfics about them routinely and it’s almost february. i havent been this into a ship in AGES, dude. and it’s just like. i dunno, it’s so clear to me that that is literally all thanks to the chemistry between jenna ortega and emma myers. and it’s just so disappointing to see yet another example of very clear queerbaiting, like, you cannot deny how romantic that final hug was between them, wayyyy wayyyyy more so than anything involving any of the fuckin stale piece of bread white boys in the cast. not to imply that those actors didn’t do a good job or anything but it was just like. there is nothing here. there is absolutely no chemistry between these characters. what fucking signals, tyler. and it’s fuckin weird cause it wasn’t even built up all that well or anything, all things considered. and it was STILL leagues beyond anything else in the show in terms of emotional impact and potential for romance. BANG. enid transforms to protect wednesday. BANG. violence committed. BANG. stumble through the woods covered in blood. BANG. oh hi ajax. BANG. is that wednesday? get the fuck out of my way snakeboy i gotta go hug my GIRL cause we’ve been through the fuckin MEATGRINDER together dude. and it’s just so fuckin lame that john netflix is afraid of taking a fucking risk. or not even a risk, like, dude, it’s 2023, wake the fuck up. because, i dunno. i guess i’m conflicted when i see people tear into the show and call the writing terrible because, i mean, yeah, it wasn’t anything special, but the characters have so much potential and again, dude, there was a shitton of CHEMISTRY happening. and obviously i’m just some clown on the internet, i know nothing about what it’s like to be famous or in the spotlight, but i can’t imagine that being basically just a kid at 20 and seeing grown ass adults talk shit at something you worked hard on feels even remotely good. it’s conflicting. i liked parts of it, but most of what i liked has since been expanded on by the fandom and made better and more interesting, so my view on things is probably bit skewed by now and i’m not fuckin joking when i say i have read several books worth of fanfics in the last two months LMFAO. like, i dunno, take yoko for example. actually not even a character in the show. fanon, though? brilliant. oscar worthy. perfect. i love her. canonically she might as well not exist but she has been utilized to such perfection in fanon that i’m honestly sitting here just going, dude, how did they fuck that up? there is a perfectly good shithead-vampire-induced series of comedy moments LINED UP and nobody in the writers room even considered it. it’s just so LAME to see these loser corporations drop the ball on something that could have so EASILY been great or at LEAST good. like there are a shitton of really good ideas floating around on ao3 and i’m just sitting here like, how the fuck didn’t these professional writers think of this? i’m pretty sure i have more stuff i want to say about it but i tend to start talking in circles and repeating myself when i need to express something that causes conflict in my brain. blagh. i dunno. i’m not sure where i’m going with this. i saw a post where some guy tore into the show pretty harshly. and because i enjoyed parts of it, liked the performances of most of the cast despite the flaws in the plot and am really into a ship from the show, some part of me became defensive but like, phrasing aside, nothing the dude said was anything i particularly disagreed with. and that’s kind of a weird headspace to be in, i guess. the other example of this is obviously homestuck, the epilogues and homestuck 2 and i’m not even going to get into that fuckin total shitshow.

#hmm #/rant #word vomit of the highest degree #wednesday spoilers #i guess

[brokengem]

Anon Darling asked: Oooh Speaking of third year Jack, how do you think the JackVil reunion played out? The Vil robes story was what made me ship them. Vil still fixing Jack’s robe. Help Vil going: You’re older than me and a Housewarden and still have trouble wearing this by yourself?? Vil being shorter than canon Vil so Jack has to sit/bend down for Vil to fix it. It’s kind of funny to outsiders that the Savanclaw Housewarden is getting dressed by a comically shorter first year. Xfddvcfvvc

Oh boy, you sound like me with how I got into Leovil. Cause Leona’s school uniform story with Vil fixing his uniform as they bicker had me gagged when I realized how they reminded me of my favorite ship from Sk8 🤣 and that’s how they just ended up beating the ship I thought was going to be my OTP for the role but that’s a story for another time. (Also you’lol be disappointed in me to know how many vignettes I’ve yet to read 😅 this JackVil being one) 

 First year Vil would be such a menace and he’s not even trying to be. Jack just can’t win. At first he’s just constantly getting embarrassed because someone is always catching this cute little first year huffing about the way he’s dressed and fixing him to be presentable. And you just know Vil isn’t taking his shit, just rolling his eyes and dragging him down to fix his collar.

God, I already love how Jack’s canonically taller then Vil and Leona as is even if only by a few centimeters. But Jack vs a shorter Vil *melts* And you just know the first time, first year Leona sees them, He’s just gonna go off and tease Jack about it.

Oh and I’m not even getting to your question about their reunion. Geez.

Jack’s not surprised when Vil is sorted into Pomefiore. He’s a little disappointed, sure. There’s a part of him that was hoping Vil would somehow get into Savanaclaw, but he’s happy for Vil. Especially when he sees how happy he is about his placement because he remembers Vil’s excitement over the stories they’d heard of the Queen of Beauty. He does think they’ll cross paths much so he doesn’t go out of his congratulates him. One of his first mistakes . Vil seeks him out the moment the celebration is over, pouting about how Jacks forgotten about him. (I like to think their childhood reminds the same. Jack stepping in to save Vil from bullies. Only Vil’s now developed this little hero- worship crush on Jack that he’s kept to himself.) and promptly berating him on how unpresentable he is as a house warden and fixes him up before Jack can get any words in. It’s the beginning of his downfall, but when he thinks about it later he wouldn’t have it any one other way. [Smile or comment on the answer here](https://retrospring.net/@heartsfate/a/110416610884840448)

#twisted wonderland #jackvil #jack howl #vil schoenheit #retrospring asks

[yinyuexuelei]

how can you say you have a classicism essay and dont drop it... do it yesss

Well, I did say that I’d elaborate at the slightest provocation….. Who am I to deny the one and only person who asked for this? 😂

I hope you didn’t expect an actual dissertation cause this is my disorganized 3000 word rant with minimal essay structure and it’s all I got

Warning: it’s long, and not everyone is gonna agree with me. I’m posting this for fun and you don’t have to read it.🙃 This rant isn’t an attack on you personally, the reader, because I don’t know who you are. I doubt many people are going to read this anyway but I still wanna put it out there. I am not here to argue shit and a lot of this is just me ranting and going off about stuff that I have feelings about.

Also JC stans might wanna skip this one 

To quote ye olde fanfic writers, “don’t like, don’t read.”

Starting with a disclaimer: I didn’t watch the Untamed drama and all my knowledge of it comes from the fanbase and so everything I talk about is based on the book. I honestly have absolutely no interest in the drama and from what I’ve gleaned from the fandom, I don’t like what they changed from the book to the drama. I won’t throw any shade here, but I just want to make it clear that the drama isn’t canon and I don’t have enough knowledge on the drama to include it in this 

Sorry to Untamed fans ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

So obviously the MDZS story itself has themes of classism throughout, some things more obvious than others. The main theme most people catch onto (cause it’s deliberately pointed out by Wei Wuxian near the end) is the fact that the cultivation world is literally constantly waiting for the chance to tear apart people that they had previously respected and relied upon– especially the people who are “lower class.” The moment Wei Wuxian and Jin Guangyao are labeled as “villians” the cultivators instantly turn on them, and most of the insults are based around their low-status backgrounds. 

We can all agree that classism is a part of the story, but in this rant I wanna focus more on how the fandom interacts with classism from MDZS and how the fandom almost perpetuates some classist concepts. Note: when I talk about “classism,” I’m referring to class in terms of a combination of bloodlines, backgrounds, privilege, status, and wealth. Class is more than just money, after all.

My main, biggest point: it’s very commons for poor, underprivileged people to be stereotyped as violent, irresponsible, lazy, and stupid. Wei Wuxian deals with all of these stereotypes, even from the beginning of the story before he gets an especially bad reputation from his demonic cultivation… And of course it gets especially bad after that.

People within the story (primarily the Jins) use these stereotypes to discredit Wei Wuxian in the eyes of the public, making him seem unstable and unreliable. That's kind of the whole book: all of these negative assumptions about Wei Wuxian that, as you read, you see how they're not really true. And yet, its these assumptions that a lot of fans use in their fanfics/headcanons, portraying Wei Wuxian as lazy, irresponsible, and short-tempered. And my point isn't just that Wei Wuxian is purposely misrepresented in MDZS canon/by the fans, but specifically that these are all negative stereotypes of low-status/poorer people. 

These stereotypes are specifically used by people in power to lower public opinion of poorer communities to make it easier to ignore and suppress them. If people think of "poor people" as lazy and irresponsible, they're less likely to want to help them as they're made to think that its their fault that they're poor in the first place. If the general public lacks respect and compassion for poor people, they are less likely to stand up for them and more likely to support decisions that damage "low-class" communities. And by making poorer people out to be angry and violent, you discredit their objections and criticisms when they try to fight back against their situation making it easier to ignore them. The assumption of violence is especially used like this, as people tend to have a visceral reaction to a perceived threat of violence and a lot of the time won't even question the situation further if they think that the people in power are "protecting" them from the "criminals."

I don't think I need to go into the history of why/how poor people are painted in negative stereotypes for the purpose of manipulating them and the greater population lol. 

(Note: racism obviously plays a huge part in these stereotypes– at least in America, I can't speak for other countries– but race doesn't really apply as much in this case. I'm white anyway lol so it's not my place to lecture people on how racism works. I just want to point it out cause it's always important to remember how racism and classism go hand in hand!)

(This part isn't really part of the essay, but I’ve always noted the fact that Wei Wuxian was a very polite, nervous kid when he first came to Lotus Pier. It’s only after living with the gentry for a while that Wei Wuxian started to become more of a trouble maker. There’s definitely some trauma-recovery stuff going on there, as Wei Wuxian had more room to form his own personality when he wasn’t fighting for his life, but it’s still very interesting that it was while living among higher society that Wei Wuxian developed those particular personality traits that coincided with common “poor” stereotypes. I’m not saying that Wei Wuxian’s personality is faked or anything, but it is a part of his character that he’s very good at putting on a mask and pretending to be exactly what he knows people want from/expect of him. This is just an interpretation of mine, of course, but I thought it was an interesting thing to point out.)

And of course, while poor people are blamed for their situations, rich people don't often face the consequences of their actions. It really feels like the whole theme of MDZS: the rich powerful people are always given the benefit of the doubt and assumed to be good, hard working people while the lower-class characters are always made out to be morally gray and of questionable character– both in canon and by the fans.

(Obviously characters like Jin Guangyao and Xue Yang deserve the bad rep to an large extent (Jin Guangyao canonically murdered his infant son to hide his incesntual marriage and Xue Yang was a serial killer– I WILL NOT debate their morality lmao) but as I mentioned above, the way the cultivation world judges those people are very different from how they judge their fellow members of the gentry. Even Jin Guangshan (objectively the worst man ever) is never really insulted after his death– people very politely do not mention how he died, or even talk about any of his sins or crimes from his life.)

In canon is one thing, as its an aspect of the story, but it's a lot more frustrating to see fans adopt these stereotypical assumptions in their fanworks. I see it all the time in fanfics and in those weird Twitter-thread headcanons where Wei Wuxian tends to be made out as a lot less reliable or competent, often used as an excuse for Lan Wangji to "save him from himself" or whatever bullshit. It's also worth mentioning that these negative character traits are often assigned to Wei Wuxian specifcially when he's being compared to either Lan Wangji or Jiang Cheng– two rich, high-status bois. 

And of course, I want to point out that it’s literally a joke in the book that Lan Wangji could straight up be kidnapping a kicking and screaming Wei Wuxian and people would assume that Wei Wuxian was the criminal because he "looked" like a delinquent and no one would ever assume that a upstanding Lan cultivator would kidnap anyone– even as they’re listening to Wei Wuxian scream for help. Even the fandom gives Lan Wangji the pass on that incident, justifying it with shit like “it was for Wei Wuxian’s own good” or “Wei Wuxian knew deep down that this was what he wanted” or “but it’s cute cause they’re WangXian” which… Do I need to point out the red flags? (But that can be another conversation about MXTX works and consent lmao) But I guess everyone wants to get with the mean, hot, rich man, so they can’t imagine how someone wouldn’t be throwing themselves at his feet, I guess.

(I will say that my personal take is that Wei Wuxian really didn't do anything wrong in the story. He was repeatedly put into impossible situations by rich, powerful people and did the best with the resources he had and proceeded to bear 100% of the blame when those situations went to hell. But whatever.)

Also, I want to make it clear that the point of this rant isn’t to talk about how much I like Wei Wuxian (though I do lol)– it’s that Wei Wuxian was purposely discredited and vilified within his story by the rich elite by assigning him “low-born” stereotypes, and the MDZS fandom kinda fell for it. You don’t have to like Wei Wuxian, but I’m asking people to acknowledge that his character was purposely misinterpreted by other characters. It’s not about how you feel about Wei Wuxian personally, but about the way the classist propaganda in MDZS is apparently so good that people reading it fell for it too.

But anyway. I’m gonna break everything into three main points to address, being the three major stereotypes that I feel like relate to Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian is lazy/incompetent:

This is the one I see the most often, in which people portray Wei Wuxian as someone who doesn’t put in any effort and spends all of his time slacking off.

Wei Wuxian, who was an orphan on the streets and had to fight to survive for years (I don’t need to tell you how bad of an experience that would be lmao) until he was taken into the Jiang sect. Wei Wuxian who was years behind his peers in the formation of his golden core, and had to not only struggle to catch up but also struggle to gather his spiritual energy inside a weak, malnourished body. (I also will assume that most people can at least agree that Wei Wuxian was directly abused by Yu Ziyuan and indirectly abused by Jiang Fengmian, so I won’t rant too much about that right now.) Can you really tell me that Wei Wuxian, who went through all of this and still somehow managed to become such a powerful cultivator and got number 4 on that bachelor list because he never put in any work?

I also wanna point something out about Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng. (This is the part that JC stans might wanna click away for, if you made it past the warning up top.) Most MDZS fanfics and headcanons involve Jiang Cheng being hardworking and devoted while Wei Wuxian is flighty and irresponsible– but what part of the story supports that? While he scolds Wei Wuxian for not being a good student, it’s more about Wei Wuxian’s deviant behavior than his academics– and especially for getting caught. Its not that Jiang Cheng doesn't also break rules and disrespect authority, its just that he cares too much about reputation to own up to it. In the book, almost every scene in which Wei Wuxian is slacking, Jiang Cheng is slacking off with him: drinking in the Cloud Recesses, slacking off from training cause it’s too hot, stealing lotus seeds– Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng did all of those things together. Just as the adults in the books ignore this fact and pin all of the blame on Wei Wuxian every time, the fans tend to just ignore what this implies about Jiang Cheng.

Plus, there’s no mention in the book of Jiang Cheng ever training or studying more than Wei Wuxian, let alone anything that suggests that he goes above and beyond the average disciple. Y’all just assume that Jiang Cheng must be a hard worker because you already had preconceived notions about the “kind of person” Jiang Cheng is and the “kind of person” Wei Wuxian is. Plus it justifies Jiang Cheng’s inferiority complex, and people are always looking for excuses on behalf of mean, hot, rich men.

(I could go on more about how Jiang Cheng’s character is all about entitlement and what happens when rich kids dont get their way– and how rich kids can't stand being shown up by poor kids. Anyone else notice that the person closest to Jiang Cheng’s personality is Wen Chao? 🤔 I ALWAYS be talking shit about Jiang Cheng though lol)

Wei Wuxian is irresponsible/reckless:

This ties in a lot with previous point so this section won't be long, but I feel like its worth pointing out as well.

There are multiple points in the book in which people blame Wei Wuxian for “acting without thinking” and all of those times made the point that he knew what he was doing the whole time and it wasn’t actually a thoughtless action. And anything that people try to argue that Wei Wuxian didn’t think through all the way is the stuff that he didn’t have a choice on– like taking the Wen Remnants to the Burial Mounds.

There's definitely a couple of instances in which you can't argue that Wei Wuxian made the best decisions (like going to Nightless City) but those situations were forced upon him and, once again, he didn't really have many options. Saying that Wei Wuxian should have thought it through more or implying that the situation they’re in is somehow his fault takes responsibility away from the people who are actually behind the incidents in the first place. I feel weird pointing this out, cause I feel like most people can agree that Wei Wuxian wasn’t in the wrong in what he did, and yet people still take these instances as examples of Wei Wuxian being reckless.

Wei Wuxian is violent/hot-tempered:

So we're starting this point off with a different hot take: I've always read the book with an assumption/interpretation that demonic cultivation isn’t actually “harmful” to the user’s mind or at least isn't as harmful as it's made out to be– but rather Wei Wuxian was traumatized and forced to remain in his trauma for a long period of time and the people in power just used his trauma-induced behavior as an excuse to persecute him. Even if you disagree on this, I still want to make the point that people’s assumptions of Wei Wuxian and resentful energy are what the gentry uses to manipulate Wei Wuxian and everyone else. 

Constantly claiming that Wei Wuxian had “lost his mind” from resentful energy any time he fought back or defended himself is, like, an extreme form of gaslighting. They literally just constantly used it as a tool to dismiss Wei Wuxian’s valid protests and criticisms. It’s just a running thing throughout the book that no one ever listens to Wei Wuxian when he protests or argues about something because he’s “unstable” or “the resentful energy is clouding his mind” All of his actions get painted as violent and malicious when he’s literally just trying to defend himself or other people. (It’s also just a huge robbery of agency.) The main scenes in which he’s angry and on the verge of violence are the ones involving the mistreatment of the Wen remnants, which I hope to God no one would try to argue were “overreactions.” The Jins easily used this to their advantage, however, since most people either didn’t know or didn’t care about the innocent people Wei Wuxian was defending. And yet even the fandom still thinks of the Yiling Laozu as being short-tempered and violent, even though we have the privilege of knowing what was going on that the rest of the world didn’t know…

And the fact that there are still people who argue the morality of either Qiongqi incidents really shows that you are not immune to Jin propaganda… Y’know, the incident in which Wei Wuxian killed labor-camp guards who were trying to murder innocent people in order to hide the evidence of their crimes and the incident in which Wei Wuxian was ambushed/cornered and accidentally killed someone in self-defense. Do we… do we really need to debate these?? The only reason people even care about the second one is cause Jin Zixuan died and nothing ever really matters until something happens to a mean, hot, rich man.

Tldr: all the MDZS fandom cares about are the mean, hot, rich men lmao

And this doesn’t fit into my main points, but I find it interesting that when you look at Jin Guangyao, Wei Wuxian, and Xue Yang (once again, not talking about their actual morals right now, but rather how the cultivation world views them), the amount of respect they get from the cultivation world correlates directly to how good they are conforming to the traditions and values of the elite. Jin Guangyao was the best at “fitting in” with the gentry and was obsessed with leaving his background behind, and he managed to become the Chief Cultivator and cultivate a reputation as a good, respectable man for many years. We Wuxian didn’t really try to conform at all, but at least was a good person who used to have a good reputation when he was younger– a reputation that held up as long as he didn’t directly challenge any major traditions. Xue Yang was a devient in all senses and straight up murdered, like, a hundred people and was (rightfully) despised from the get-go and the cultivation world had no respect for him ever.

Jin Guangyao was’t morally much better than Xue Yang, and yet public opinion was very high of him as long as he kept up this ruse as being “one of them.” Wei Wuxian is obviously a better person than Jin Guangyao, but spent a long, long time being hated while Jin Guangyao was lorded as a hero. It’s even funny that Wei Wuxian did most of the work for the Sunshot campaign, and yet the Venerated Triad, including Jin Guangyao, got credit for being the ones that ended the war. 

This isn’t a real essay and I’m not in college anymore so I don’t have to write a conclusion lmao this is all you get 😘

#hot takes with momo #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #pls believ me when i say its like 3000 words #also im posting this on mobile so im so sorry if the format gets jacked up 😭

[mdpikachu]

List of hc’s concerning a clown (mephi fgo) as requested

(Not ordered in any way, old hcs and new ones intermixed.)

-Do not put your clown in direct sunlight for extended periods, he will sunburn SO fast.

--Jeanne’s interlude? Where she thanks Mephi for helping her and his response is, open quotes, “Reeeally? I’m not used to this sort of thing, so I’m not quite sure how to respond to that. But as long as you enjoyed yourself, that’s all that matters. Even better if it made you smile!” Please praise your clown. Clowns require praise to function. Hell, just speak to him. Acknowledge him.

-In Chibichuki, Mephi is shown as a hairdresser, so make that Chaldea occupation #3 under Clown and Alchemist. Wait, no. And makeup artist. he’d 100% help james/moriRuler/what have you, with his goofy makeup. edit FORGOT ABOUT THE CASINO DEALER TOO. At this point mephi’s just talented way outside the expected perimeters that aren’t combat. he does a LOT. buttling/butlering if he HAS to. etc. etc. etc. etc. talent clown.

--His eye color is startlingly inconsistent- Sometimes they’re blue and pink, and sometimes just plain Purple. I think in life they were blue without the pink. here’s a visual complaint. i do like the purple but it’s not... correct?

-There is a joke around here somewhere concerning what it means to have an “ego”. There is also a comment regarding clown gender around here somewhere. Spoilers: it’s a bomb down there. for emergencies. trans rigs. local baby homun goes to dad and says “im boy”. situation over. his ingame bio says ♂? you cannot fight me here. if he really needs to prove it, he’ll let euryale shoot him. for science.

--For the longest time I thought the make-up was permanent markings. In this house they’re permanent markings except when they’re not. 

-Santa Mephi could potentially lead to a Krampus situation, especially if he ends up in half again. I would accept this. I’d also accept getting a costume and being an elf for someone else. I just want him to get into a christmas event for more than 1 seconds. as cute as a lily mephi would be, his spirit origin wouldnt be strong enough to be on it’s own. these are less HCs and more commentary

--I drew mephi in his lab coat once here, take it, and yes that Is an alchemy circle on his neck. Tattoo from Papa Faust. That’s kept covered up 100% of the time. no touchy. (DID DRAW HIM AGAIN RECENTLY BUT NOT DONE YET)

-bc of his panicked reaction to the large ghost in knk, secretly a bit scared of ghosts. a “bit”. only a “little” (BLATANT LIE)

--the tiny horns he can hide at will and are from innocent monster. two of his tails are from the same source. one tail he’s always had.

-this is the absolute hardest take on here, but i dont think he (mephi the homunculus) killed faust. the innocent monster mephi (the demon) would take CREDIT for it, but he’s just acting in accordance to the myth that he caused it, like how salieri’s totally fucked up. who actually killed faust? idk. the church probably. stop summoning demons and making shit. thats not very churchgoing of you. unless faust himself asks, in which case mephi is free to say “no, i didnt!”. cause he didnt and he liked dad outside of the whole “killing people” thing. (which i did NOT know about when that was decided. kept outta spite and it being too late to fix.)

--isn’t mephi gay in at least one version of Faust. I’d need to research that one. highest honor, slaps with both ace and bi labels and then leaves without explaining myself. 

-mephi cares. mephi cares so Fucking Much and probably genuinely struggles with it. the one i write figured it out, kinda, but he’s lucky. canon mephi and generally accurate mephis have Issues with this.

--the mephi i write for is Lucky. the guda that summoned him (her name is Minako, mink for short) is a horror fan and as soon as she saw his name she was like “oh fuck yes”. in hindsight this is hilarious knowing now that Most People in Chaldea or In General do not like him. no wonder her mephis doing so well. Immediate Acceptance. i wrote that in fucking 2017 with a base knowledge of him. im not fixing it. im not linking it either bc i do need to rewrite a small segment. the og rp that came before that is from even EARLIER. mephi betraying his betrayal nature SPEEDRUN ANY % bc mink yelled “YES I LIKE YOU” immediately. again not changing this.

-hates being Not Clowny, esp. in public. he can tolerate it for short bursts, if its to fuck with everybody, or if he’s allowed to be an Absolute Menace the entire time.

--need a read on his emotions? cant trust his face? look at his tails. his hearts on his tails [i am booed off stage for the pun, and i shout “BUT ITS TRUE!” on the way out].  they wag, they wave, they curl up or go still. sometimes they all do different stuff. i know they’re meant to be one splitting into three but consider;;;; no?

-im like 90% sure he called mash his sister once as a joke in the knk event... he’s not far off. shes a designer baby (that hadn’t been revealed yet), hes a homunculus with an ego. hes like... the prototype to most homunculi and to mash. hes absolutely her older “brother” and if u fuck with her, he gets to kill you for free. from this, he absolutely accepts jokes about Lancelot being his dad. He thinks its Very Funny.

--his SERVANT name is Mephistopheles. named after the contract demon (NAME EXPUNGED). as a Just a Little Guy his name was Philetus and No One is allowed to use that. One of the few things hes serious about. (i don’t remember where i go that from. i think bc it sounded good. I genuinely don’t remember. something between the Pheles part and Philos (which is a name for a type of love, and also the name of a completely unrelated oc that has 0% to do with fate or any of this but. i think it was just bc it sounded good next to Faust or Faustus.)

update on above:  Philetos means beloved so THATS also probably where it came from. faust cared him so goddamn much.

-since he’s very much not human, getting sick is a bit easier for him than the average servant. he also doesnt drink booze for the same reason. 0 to 100 speedrun of a clown eating SHIT.

--Something about being good at witchcraft so hes aware of the witching hour. local fake demon can just. abuse a magical extra hour.

-Always knows the time (HES ALWAYS COVERED IN CLOCKS, CMON). ... actually, even without the clocks. thats his Thing.

--Can and will loophole. Someone call a place Hell? Sure, that’s a hellscape now! He can now appear.

-I DID give a rough design for the contract demon and faust but not putting here.

#fate #mephistopheles #mddttxt

[unladielike]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!

NAME: livita (or livi for short)

PRONOUNS: she/her but i won’t be up in arms if you happen to accidentally misgender me. 

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: tumblr ims or discord but i may be slow to respond if the topic doesn’t revolve around my special interest or roleplay stuff

NAME OF MUSE(S): vivian, kensuke hibiki from the caligula effect whose blog you can find here, and a myriad of other obscure muses on my canon multimuse

RP EXPERIENCE / HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): OH GOD... i’ve honestly been rping for a long, long while, but tumblr wise, i think i’ve been at it for eight years now? so my first ever blog was made when i was 17 years old.

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: gaiaonline, quizilla, email, discord (but ended up discovering it isn’t for me), and tumblr

BEST EXPERIENCE: probably meeting/befriending @aaetherius​ tbh. honestly, i don’t ever regret writing with noise all those years ago, because they helped me gain more experience with novella-esque replies and inspired me to play around/experiment with language. ofc, i only ended up settling on a proper writing style after writing with several other partners over the years, but noise was prob the first one i had that made me develop a love for world building and lore oriented headcanons. ofc, i sadly cannot emulate their descriptive, thought-provoking writing, but i like to think my own writing managed to improve partially because of noise.

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS: i seriously have a lot, that i could go all day, talking about them, but the biggest is prob a lack of communication and the ‘i  don’t owe my partners shit’ mentality that is practically rampant in the rpc. ofc, as some of you might know, i’m autistic, so if a partner suddenly ghosts me out of the blue or gives me the silent treatment, especially due to issues with me they never bother addressing, chances are high i would end up softblocking, because i was previously traumatized by someone who did the exact same thing. due to this, i really, really love if a partner tells me stuff and is actually honest with me. like, seriously, i can’t stress enough how much i appreciate someone going, ‘livi do you mind only sending in one ask from one muse at a time?’, instead of internalizing that shit until the bitter end, to the point where resentment builds. but yeah, i had someone claiming i had double standards when it comes to female muses, due to the fact i never once bothered reblogging a promo for their best friend’s female oc... and i’m just ‘first of all, you never asked me to reblog it, and second of all, you have another thing coming if you think i have the attention span to constantly lurk on the dash.’

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: sweats... is it bad i can’t really settle on one? cause i think they’re all great. granted, i need to be in the right state of mind to write smut, but i still love it.

PLOTS OR MEMES: memes, hands down... i’m not against plotting though. i just may not be the best at it.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: both can be good, as sometimes, you might want a more chill rp experience or something shorter to respond to for a change of pace, but if i write three paragraphs, only to receive two sentences back, then that to me seems incredibly lazy. like, yes, i prefer quality over quantity, but there has to be actual effort put into your replies for me to wanna respond.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: basically when i have caffeine in my system, meaning usually after i had finished drinking my first coffee of the day.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): it depends on which muse you’re talking about, because i have more than a few, but considering vivian had first started off a self insert before later evolving to become her own person separate from me, i’d say we definitely have some stuff in common... like us both being autistic and sharing the same birthday. vivian, however, is more extroverted than me, less picky when it comes to food, and not afraid to speak her mind even if it means pissing someone off.

TAGGED BY: @immoralraigan ( thank you for tagging me, bandy! <3333 ) TAGGING: @eliteimperialism / @etoilexdechue / @sadamenai / @afacere​ / @enterthestratosphere​ / @shatterher / @banditborn​ / @hehosts / @dxfiedfxte / @s-talking and whoever else might be interested!

#⸾ ❖︎ ⸾ ( DASH GAMES ) ⤹ •• 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕤. #⸾ ❖︎ ⸾ ( OUT OF ) ⤹ •• 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. #⸾ ❖︎ ⸾ ( QUEUED ) ⤹ •• 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕪. #[ SPEAKING OF KENSUKE... i should log back into his blog ] #[ as i haven't really been on him for a hot minute ] #[ and i miss him a lot ] #[ but i also remember not having a lot of drafts on him so i'm just like... 'do i try being more active on him again??' ] #[ 'or do i wait until more of my partners are active before jumping the gun?' ] #[ either way I ENDED UP RAMBLING A LOT HERE ] #[ and for that i apologize ] #[ i unfortunately just can't seem to ever shut up ]

[nikialexx]

you had the kindest, most graceful response to that ask and now i’m in even more awe 😭😭 this kind of productive dialogue is not something i’m used and i’m kind of really proud that all the nonsense i word vomited actually had some impact? is that ok to feel? sorryyy 😭😭

honestly, i’m w you on the ‘haven’t read the books in years’ thing except mine is almost a decade, i think? i’ve also loved in hc/fic world because it’s just more fun lol

and hey, all power to people who throw canon aside for personal enjoyment. i know it might seem like i was shitting on that but i promise i wasn’t, i do the same quite often + i love fics where authors go completely off the rails. (mainly harry centric ones tho) bc u always get the coolest plots and stuff when they stop caring about existing limits.

idk there’s isn’t really a point to this—i just really liked ur response so much i was like !!!!! but i also just wanted to say,,,,it’s so cool ur considering changing sirius in ur writing bc i know from experience, that is not easy and i don’t think i’d be able to do something like that lol

it definitely had an impact and honestly thank you for all of it 😭. i just didn't remember the last time I'd seen a post criticizing remus, or more specifically a post criticizing remus in a way that didn't immediately make me get all defensive/annoyed with the person who'd made it. so when you showed up i was like: 👀👀👀 i must know more.

and god i fully agree on the productive dialogue thing lmao i actually genuinely enjoy discussing/analyizing things especially when it's an opinion i disagree with and i know that not everyone uses fandom for that purpose and i totally respect that cause it's definitely tiring lol. but then there's that percentage who reacts with outright anger and aggressiveness at someone disagreeing with them on a fandom opinion and tbh it always confuses me 😭.

and yeah don't worry it didn't come across like you were saying people shouldn’t divert from canon!! actually u did specifically mention that that wasn't the thing you had a problem with on one of ur posts lol, so i get it.

writing Sirius' character never comes easy to me so i'm just looking for as much info as I can get from people who do understand him 😅. so everything you said about how he's written in a lot of wolfstar fics was super helpful cause i had truly not considered that before. so thank u again!!

#it is 3am and i am very tired but i enjoyed reading/talking about this #asks #fandom stuff

[bloodsalted]

RULES.

— ABOUT.   Mun is 35+. ANYTHING SHIP OR SMUT RELATED IS A NO-GO for people under the age of 21. If you are easily triggered, this may not be a blog for you. Mature or potentially triggering subjects present ranging from mental illness, blood, gore, sexual situations, gas lighting, mental manipulation and control, violent imagery, war, horror themes, murder, torture, suicide, self destructive behavior, loss of limbs, religious themes, demonic possession, questionable intent, learned toxic masculinity, and mentions of drug and heavy alcohol use.

— PRIVATE / MUTUALS ONLY / DNI.   Please feel free to approach! Homophobic, transphobic, racist, Trump/Putin supporting, hating people based on their religious beliefs and generally crappy shit like that isn’t welcome on my dash!

— CANON DIVERGENT.   Is it canon divergent tho? Dean's bi here. We're rolling with that. Granted, most of the time it's internalized and he's way more comfortable with being with women until he grows into that part of himself. As I focus on a lot of the mid to earlier seasons of the show when I write him, he's still coming to terms with it. But there will be threads and relationships on this blog where he's grown into that part of himself. Or is experimenting/learning to grow. Give him a break. :P Look at how he grew up. :D

— FOLLOWING.   Give me a little bit to check out your blog if you follow. I like to know your rules out of respect! If I’m following, I want to interact.

— RELATIONSHIPS/KIDS/ETC.   I roll with chemistry. Highly dependent character. Canons may have various outcomes. Platonic relationships encouraged! I do not accept any oc children for Dean. Family members are met with caution and HIGHLY dependent on how we vibe. ESPECIALLY Sam and John. We gotta groove, ya dig? OCs loved with plotting so we can make it stick and have all the good things! Send me your ladies! Older muses loved and adored! I won't do pregnancy plots or Dean having his own kids that aren't in the show (rip amazon kiddo, adopted, father-figured, etc.). I'm open to plotting familial-father figure type roles with characters cause Dean truly bonds with kids well. I just ask we plot first!

— AFFILIATES, EXCLUSIVES AND MAINS.   Accepting on a limited basis for mains and a very limited basis for exclusives. My requirements are: We must be posting together regularly and be mutuals. Affiliates will come naturally. I don't mind being approached or approaching! I, normally, keep the number of the same characters I write with down to a small amount out of personal preference!

— NAUGHTY STUFF.   I enjoy writing mature threads. But will only do so with familiar partners. If it’s not your thing? We can fade to black! I’m 10000% fine with either. I do have a sideblog where all of my spicy threads go. TAG TO BLOCK ALL CONTENT OF THAT SORT ACROSS ALL MY BLOGS IS TW OOH LA LA! 

— POST INFO & SPEED.   I match my partner. There are times when I get hella inspired write bunches. I don’t do one-liners. I use small text and one icon that is static and the graphic changes per month. I can enlarge your text if needed. Blog will fluctuate in speed. If I don’t heart your reply, I might not have seen it. Sending me a link is great. Poking me to remind me about an ask is fine!

— PLEASE NOTE.   OOC drama won’t be tolerated. Constant negativity, bullying or harassment are a strict nope. Anons are always off! Open communication regarding any issues is welcome! I don’t have hidden passwords in my rules. Nor will I send in one from yours.

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#bloodsaltedrules

[hobartshobie]

invisible strings

miles comes to hobie asking for advice about the spider society

🕸️ genre: angst and hurt/comfort

🕸️ cw: none

🕸️ wc: 492

🕸️ notes: use of he/they for hobie, doesn't follow canon timeline

Hobie had made a habit of sitting on the roof of the Spider Society. It was a nice place to practice his guitar and Miguel had strictly forbidden him from being up there, so they thought, fuck it.

Tonight was especially peaceful, which troubled them. Just as he was about to glide down to sneak back inside, a small voice stopped him.

“Um, Hobie?”

He turned around. Miles Morales stood behind them, nervously pinching at the fabric of his suit.

“Yeah, what’s up?” Hobie said, sitting back down.

“I don’t know if I should even be here.”

“Oh, don’t worry. Miguel is all talk, he won’t do anything about it.”

Hobie silently gestured for Miles to sit.

Miles sighed, flopping down beside them.

“I mean, I don’t belong here. With the Spider Society. You heard Miguel.”

Hobie chuckled. “I don’t make a habit of listening to Miguel. He’s full of it if you ask me. Why’ve you let him get to you?”

Miles didn’t answer. It was complicated. His friends all trusted Miguel. He sounded like he knew what he was talking about when he basically called Miles a freak accident. Who wouldn’t be affected by that?

“Oh, you’ve bought into the canon shit, haven’t you?” Hobie asked.

“You mean you don’t believe it?”

“A little healthy skepticism never hurt anyone. Trapping people with invisible strings of fate isn’t my thing. But the fact that you’re here is proof his theory is horse shit.”

“I’m not like you guys, though.”

“Can’t you shoot webs?”

“Yeah, but—“

“That’s a damn impressive suit if you’re not really Spider-Man. I mean, really, how’d you do it?”

“Well, I mean, it just feels like I cheated the whole thing.”

“Why would you ever do that? Tell me honestly. I hear Miguel talk enough, I don’t need to hear him again. Tell me why you believe, if you actually believe it, that you don’t deserve to be Spider-Man.”

Miles looked down at his lap.

“I’m not Peter Parker.”

Hobie chuckled. “Hell, me neither. That doesn’t mean your world doesn’t need you.”

“My world had a Peter Parker. They clearly needed one.”

Hobie put an arm around Miles’s shoulders. 

“I mean no disrespect to the dead, but his story is over. It’s time for yours. You were meant to be Spider-Man. Your problem is you don’t have enough confidence. You listen to the first guy who says he knows everything about the universe just ‘cause he looks like he knows more than you. You have a rightful place here, but listening to every guy who looks smart is gonna hurt you more than help you.”

Miles looked over at them. “So what should I do?”

“Doesn’t matter. As long as you remember who you are and stick up for yourself.”

Miles sighed and looked out at the view, totally unsure of what the future would look like. He only hoped that Hobie Brown would be on his side.

#spider punk #hobie brown #miles morales #hobie brown drabble #atsv hobie #atsv #spiderman atsv #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spider verse #spider-punk

[qucintly]

TEN Q’S

1. When are you usually online?

Um... in random intervals. However I am trying to be online more often. No schedule has been set as of yet.

2. What verses are you involved in?

AU wise? The only AU I’m involved in really is Genshin Impact. Mainly because the majority of my mutuals either play genshin muses or have genshin verses. The brainrot is real.

3. What is your biggest RP pet peeve?

Spam liking a post just to get the OP’s attention. Or spam following a blog of interest to get the owner’s attention. Like, we can see that you follow us. But we can also see who’s desperate for attention on the media. There’s a notification tag for a reason. Spamming my phone’s notifications with that method will get you blocked, no exceptions. If you want attention so badly make a “hot take” on twitter dot com and put your phone off silent.

...Anti-Rant wise, please don’t spam my notifications, especially personal blogs. It really messes up our reply drive.

4. Are you drawn to specific types of muses?

Honestly? Depending on the personality of the writer, I’m practically drawn to any muse. I’ll be honest that at first I was a little intimidated by the muses that express dark themes, merely because they’re very brave to explore such things ( including looking into irl looks of those themes ). But the more I’ve written in my entire life, the more I grow to become more confident in writing said themes. So like, anyone with dark themes or light themes is welcome in my book as long as you, the writer, isn’t being a piece of shit on the internet.

5. Are there reoccurring themes in your writing that people might not notice?

If there are reoccurring themes in my writing that isn’t noticed by the people, then those reoccurring themes aren’t noticed by me either. :D

6. What are your favourite RP trends?

Not intentionally copying the answer of the previous poster, but carrds look so pretty?? A majority of my mutuals create them with the most simplest yet badass aesthetic ever. I tried creating a carrd once but it’s just so complicated. Call me Techitis for nothing :’D.

7. What is your process for starting a new story with someone?

The first thing I look into is the personality of the other character, and see how it meshes with the personality of my character. This also applies to starting a new story with my own characters. The second thing I do is ask whatever is on their mind when it comes to interacting with my character, cause sometimes, they blow my mind with the potentialities that I never would have thought of. Basically, I explore the minds of other people through conversation and attempt to make those thoughts into reality, through writing. It’s a process..

8. How do you feel about duplicates?

Once again, not intentionally copying the answer of the previous poster, Resse is an OC of mine. I created her out of nowhere and I grew a heavy liking to her. Steal my concepts and I’ll steal your braincells. Steal the reference sheet/look my commission artist drew for me with pure dedication and exceptional prowess, I’ll break your fingers. But, I have always wanted to write with other muses with a detective aesthetic/base to see how they interact with Resse. So like, general detective muses are fine. But no Resse Harris 2.0s, okay?

9. How long have you been involved in roleplaying?

Ever siiiiiince 2015? Wow, it’s been a while. My first official RP blog was a fandomless OC that has been lost to the abyss. Kinda want to bring him back but at the same time I’m already suffocating in the amount of OCs I made throughout the years. God help me.

10. Is there a muse or verse you could write in, but haven’t?

Canon muse wise? My brain only runs on OCs, sorry. OC wise? I have been contemplating on writing one of my Splatoon OCs alongside my self insert for a while. But I haven’t gotten the uh... energy for making an entire new blog... yet

Verse wise? I’ve always been considering writing a Resident Evil Verse for Resse. RE has been a watch interest of mine, and given the supernatural life of Resse, it can be proved interesting to explore!

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