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flamevbirdv · 4 months

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video essayists for these trying times!

I watch a lot of youtube so I thought I could round up some recs!

verilybitchie my favorite of the list. bi, trans lense on queer media. expert on calling out lazy representation. famously known for their video "good lgbt representation is boring" but my favorite is a bisexual history of dracula

The Morbid Zoo incredibly smart and sharp commentary on movies and social media. horror fan, clown fan, twilight apologist. my favorite video of hers is the pale man:physical fascism

Maggie Mae Fish powerhouse of the media analysis sphere. I learn so much every time I watch any of her videos. very clear spoken and funny. if you haven't checked her out yet this is your sign. some of her greates hits are "LGBT in fantasy" "superman won't save the cat" "fight club, an analysis" but loki, stalker & the war on terror blew my mind

Princess Weekes bi black icon. the place to go for videos on pop culture, race, feminism, etc. her video how true crime reveals the corruption of the legal system changed my life, no hyperbole. also check out her video on "purity culture & fandom"

Rowan Ellis queer media and history. recently tackles cultural issues like "the infantilization of millenial women" and "corporate queerbaiting" the problem with activist characters is a personal favorite of mine

Ladyknightthebrave a channel with less videos than most of the folks above but you need to watch her video on holocaust cinema

Quality Culture channel shared by two people who love movies (and music!) and research the shit out of their videos. some I really enjoyed are "death note: finding meaning in a meaningless world" "the iron giant: a study in heartfeel film making" and the conflicting ideals of hayao miyazaki

The Princess and the Scrivener it's been a while since they uploaded a video but if you are a fan of disney, these are your gals. however I have to reccomend their videos on dissability and ableism "the wonder of misscasting" and the shape of ableism a joke on the shape of water, yes this video is that old

BONUS!

Elliot Sang he talks about the real world with probably the most nuanced view I've seen from a youtuber ever. another list of greatest hits: "ADHD: a nightmare under capitalism" " is tik tok ruining music?" and "the problem with video essays" LMAO

#video essay #queer media #queer analysis #youtube #james somerton #adyacent #recommendations #mine #bisexuals make the best videos XD #hbomberguy

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pralinesims · 2 months

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// OC QUESTIONNAIRE

Another round bc I got tagged again by @rebelangelsims and @adelarsims, TYSM <3

NAME: Margareta NICKNAME: Maggie, Mags, Magster, Marie, Jigglypuff, Cannoli, etc... GENDER: Cis woman STAR SIGN: Gemini ︎♊︎ HEIGHT: 5'1 (1,55m) ORIENTATION: Bisexual (heavily leaning into male preference) NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: Polish FAVORITE FRUIT: Strawberries & raspberries FAVORITE SEASON: Summer & winter FAVORITE FLOWER: Roses, marigolds, tulips, venus fly traps FAVORITE SCENT: Roses again^, vanilla, fresh cut apples, earthy smells like dirt or rain. COFFEE, TEA, or HOT CHOCOLATE: Hot (white) chocolate (extra fun fact, but if she consumes anything with caffeine she's like a loaded nuclear weapon). AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: Either around 3 or 12 hours, rarely anything inbetween that. DOGS or CATS: Out of these 2, rather cats. She doesn't like dogs very much, usually she runs away from them if she spots one in public. DREAM TRIP: Tokyo, Maldives, and the whole Bermuda triangle (to uncover the mystery ofc lmao). NUMBER OF BLANKETS: 5 (1 directly on the mattress, 2 or 3 to cover herself with during sleep, and the remaining ones behind her pillows). RANDOM FACT: She once managed to braid already chewed bubblegum (it was actually recognizable as a braid in the end!).

I'll tag everyone who hasn't done this yet, but is in mood to do so for their characters!

#tag game #my sims #oc facts #maggie

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just-a-little-trans-chaos · 2 months

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LGBTQ+ Songs

Okay! Here's 70~ queer songs, and I tried to group the songs together by what they are

Under the cut that is, as to not annoy anyone with how long this is

Some quick-ish notes:

For the aspec songs I just made my best guess since I really can't tell and didn't want to label them all as AroAce '^^

I'm using gay for MLM not just homosexual

If I got anything wrong please correct me, and if I missed any please tell me!

Alr! The songs!

Why didn't I kiss Her by Ratwyfe (Lesbian)

History Hates Lovers by Oublaire (Lesbian/Gay)

Boyfriend by Reinaeiry (Lesbian)

We fell in love in October by Girl in Red (Lesbian)

Jolene but it's gay by Reinaeiry (a lesbian cover of Jolene by Dolly Parton)

Girls Like Girls by Hayley Kiyoko (Lesbian)

Little Miss Perfect by Write Out Loud (Lesbian

I wanna be your Girlfriend by Girl in Red (Lesbian

Girls by Girl in Red (THE Lesbian song)

Jenny by Studio Killers (Lesbian)

Nancy Mulligan by Jasmine Clarke (a Lesbian cover of Edd Sheeran's Nancy Mulligan)

The Distance Between by Reinaeiry (Lesbian)

Here's to Coming Out by Chloe Ho (Lesbian?)

It's not a Phase by Jessie Paege & Lucy & La Mer (Lesbian/Bi?)

Butch 4 Butch by Ria Romeo (Lesbian, butch lesbian :P)

I found a Girl by the Vamps (Lesbian)

Sofia by Clario (Saphic)

A coming out song by Dodie (OG is bi, but there are covers for other sexualities/genders!)

Boy Bi by Mad Tsai (Bi man)

A very bisexual song by Amber Fornoles (Very Bisexual)

Girls kissing Girls by Ahil (Bisexual dispite the name!)

NEVERMIND by Maggie Brewer (Bisexual)

Bisexual Anthem by Domo Wilson (Bisexual, uh also having sex is mentioned repeatedly so CW?)

Bi Wife Energy by Cringe and the Lizards (Bi)

I don't wanna be in Love by Good Charlotte (Aro)

For Me by Dearlie (AroAce)

No Lover by Jetty Bones (Aro)

Three Words by Juze (Aro)

Never been in Love by Will Jay (Aro)

Driving Myself Home by Rose Betts (AroAce)

Version of Love by Will Jay (Aro)

I'm Good by The Mowgli's (AroAce)

Good Thing by Zedd (Aro)

Crush Culture by Conan Gray (AroAce)

Kissaphobic by Make Out Monday (Ace)

Love Love Love by Of Monsters and Men (Aro)

Despair by leo. (AroAce)

Don't Fall in Love by Danko Jones (Aro)

I think I wanna be Alone by mazie (AroAce)

Give by Jai Mohan (Graysexual)

All My Friends are Falling in Love by Jack Newsome (Aro)

Casual Sex by my Darkest Days (Aro)

Love is greed by Passion Pit (Aro/Ace?)

Please don't say you love me by Gabriella aplin (Aro)

Never want to fall in love with u by Nelward (Aro)

Soul mate by Lizzo (Aro)

How do you love? By the Regrettes (Aro)

Dry Spell by Jordy (Ace? Gay?)

Stacy's Brother by Mad Tsai (Gay)

Bring you Home by Ryan Nealon (Gay)

Ken&Barbie by Kate Gill (Gay)

Man to Man by Dorian Electra (Gay)

Flamboyant by Dorian Electra (Flamboyant guy, Gay?)

The Same Old Country Love Song by Brian Falduto (Gay)

Adam & Steve by Dorian Electra

What a Beautiful Day by Brett Every (Gay)

True Trans Soul Rebel by Against Me! (Trans)

Build a Bear by Maggie Brewer (Transmasc)

This is Home by Cavetown (Transmasc & AroAce)

The Village by Wrabel (Transmasc)

Daughter by Ryan Cassata (Transmasc, Ryan suggests you don't listen to it if you have bad dysphoria)

MASCULINITY by Lucky Love (Transmasc/Gay)

Rebel Rebel by David Bowie (Genderqueer/fluid?)

Loki is Genderfluid by Song a Day (Genderfluid)

Gender Envy (Genderqueer)

IDK if I'm a boy (Trans?)

I/Me/Myself by Will Wood (Non-conforming man I think, but also could be seen Genderfluid/Trans exc)

I'm Coming Out by Diana Ross (Misc queer woman)

Fuck You by Lily Allen (Fuck you homophobes :3)

Everyone is Gay by A Great Big World (General queer, mostly focused on homosexuality)

Hating on Love by Dustin Bird (Gay/Lesbian/Queer)

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some-siren · 9 months

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Alright it’s time for some headcanons cause this trans is ready to throw hands

In order of how much i like them (the headcanons, not the characters)

Aziraphale

— Trans man, not because he’s inherently transitioning from one state to another (FtM or XtM or something like that) but because he deeply identifies with the human concept of « Male »

— Grey-ace, he still feels sexual attraction under some circumstances, which are left to be determined and may or may not involve kinks (because why not?) but most definitely involve Crowley

— Gay, for Crowley specifically. Doesn’t matter their gender, at the end of the day he’s gay for it.

— Autistic, he just vibing somewhere on the spectrum

Crowley

— Both genderfluid and genderless. Fluid in the genderlessness if you will. Pronouns? Sure, have fun with those

— Aroace, not one ounce of allosexuality and very much on that aro spectrum. They’re not sure what kind of love they feel for their angel but they do know it’s limitless and all-powerful

— Gay, gay gay homosexual gay. He’s gayer than the fucking moon*. He’s so gay he’s a lesbian.

Muriel

— Genderless, they haven’t even learnt what it is yet, give them a break and a raise

— Ace, because again, sexual attraction? What’s that?

— Neurodivergent, I’m not enough of an expert to say how exactly but they’re not 100% neurotypical for sure

Beelzebub

— Non binary, it’s canon, what more can I say?

— Pansexual, really they’ll take anyone who gets them

Gabriel

— Genderless, sure he’s aware of the concept of gender, but it’s too low for him to partake in it

— Don’t know, don’t care. Beelzebub.

Nina

— Woman, as far as she’s concerned it doesn’t matter much though

— Bisexual, she’s just got that energy you know?

Maggie

— Woman, cause she can be gay for women

— Gay, cause she can be a woman for women

Elspeth and wee Morag

— They were friends in a historical way right?

Btw these are all based on vibes

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ghostlymothart · 1 month

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A couple Ocs I've made I'll really have to work on posing so just be patient with me (Newest to oldest) I'll have to redesign Maggie cuz her design is complicated

-So Basically she works as a police officer (I tried to make her outfit look more interesting since normally they're either just all blue or black) her badge is like under her neck fluff on her uniform

-Her name is Temperance T Sidperly So she's a spider since I've yet to see and just thought it was a cool idea.

-She has three kids itsy, bitsy, bitesy

-she has a skull marking on her abdomen

-She keeps A lot of stuff in the two little bags on her belt but she can also have stuff in her neck fluff like a pencil and notebook (She can do some of her own detective work)

-If I were to describe her she'd be Very Over confident, and never backs down from a dare or challenge, she's also like a tough love type of character but she does genuinely care about the neighbors just in her own type of way that's not harsh, or off putting in a way that makes it seem like she doesn't care, But she does it's just hard for her to express it.

-shes about 30 years old

-DemiPansexual

-shes not married (or have a partner)

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Maggie (Cat wizard!)

-has bells that look like goldfish

-has an umbrella that can turn into a staff or a wand

-LOVES Plants! (And bells)

-lives with Magnus in a tree house!!!

(Complicated Topic ahead)-she is Declawed by adoptive parents (Both are puppets) no one but her and Magnus know about it She doesn't want to tell the other neighbors because she doesn't know how they'll react, and because she thinks they'd have to help her more and more often because of the fact that she's Declawed, (like opening jars or something more related to that) and she doesn't want that so she more or less keeps quiet about that, and it's also the main reason why she wears gloves all the time.

-Afraid of the doctor

-Age 25

-Lesbian, asexual

-height 4ft

- she loves finding things, anything abnormal or mysterious!

- she loves solving riddles and puzzles!

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Magnus is more of a relaxed and easy going cat ready for any type of adventure! He's always looking out for Maggie! (Like that of an older sibling) They're best friends!

- LOVES fishing! (Has a wizard hat that looks like a fish!)

- he's very talented in potion making!!! And takes some with him in case of an emergency!

- his fishing rod CAN transform into a wizard Staff (Maggie can do the same with her umbrella)

- he'd never break a promise no matter what happens

- He likes spending time with Barnaby and Maggie

- He thinks it's weird that Home is alive, he finds them very odd...he doesn't fully trust them but he keeps a close eye on them just in case

-He is Asexual and Bisexual

-he is about the same height as Barnaby 7'5ft

-he is 28 years old!

-He has very sharp claws!

-he always makes sure that Maggie doesn't touch anything that's toxic or dangerous whenever he's around, or get into too much trouble

-lives in a big tree house with Maggie

-he almost always seems a bit lazy/sleepy around the neighborhood but not entirely.

#my ocs #oc #oc stuff #ocs #welcome home oc #welcome home original character #digital art #art #fandom #artists on tumblr

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campbyler · 9 months

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can you all explain your username meanings? im curious

excellent question! i (user astrobi) have said this on my personal blog a couple of times i think but my own ao3 username just comes from a brief space obsession which just happened to coincide with me deciding to change my username in 2018 LOL and also my ongoing bisexuality which is probably more permanent than the username. in my head i pronounce it kind of in the same intonation as like. pastrami? (aSTRObee) so like do with that what you will i guess. also my tumblr is different bc astrobi was taken :/ (as of july 2018) so i just added another letter

thea’s user is, to quote queen maggie stiefvater, “a fortituous combination that focused both of the objects of thea’s worship into one username.” namely, will byers (wise) and adam parrish (atom) (which is what chainsaw the raven calls him). also a very roundabout way of saying 1. i should finish reading the raven king before she kills me and also 2. that there is a reason her blog title is “sad guy enthusiast”

as for andi, here is what my best friend in my phone has to say about it:

speaking from observation she will probably wither away into a husk and die if she doesn’t write so this was so true of her (nods)

#hope we are not enigmas to you all now but just regular ol’ NERDS #i am also now an adam parrish fanboy btw. if you guys even care.#thea converted me but it honestly wouldn’t have taken much anyway #asks

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fazgoo-connoiseur-1987 · 5 months

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any william afton hc maybe??

Bnunny

He HATES being called Bill and Henry has been doing it to piss him off since they met.

He is only scared of two things and that's Maggots and Drowning.

His favourite book ever is Watership Down he practically lived with it under his pillow growing up.

He has a foot thumping tic <3 Mikey has it too.

He took Business and Theatre in Uni and had pretty much everyone wrapped around his weird piano fingers. He also moterbiked :]

William Afton- The Worst Bisexual Non-Binary Representation? More at 11.

Unlike Henry he's actually very aware of how queer he is but he has to skrunch it all into the suburban dad mold he's trying to fit into to make the people of Hurricane love him and ooh boy those seems are cracking.

He was originally reluctant to divorce Maggie (his wife) even though they were both unhappy but it came with so much sympathy from the people around him that he went along with it.

Going on from that, he THRIVES off a good reputation and community respect. Will's most important character trait is his power over people and his willingness to abuse it.

I do think he cares about his kids but it's moreso because that's what he's meant to feel about them (and it's convinient to use them as excuses for his awful actions). He slips up the most with this in regards to Mike because Mike looks sososo much like him and acts sososo much like he did when he was young it sets him off.

He was fully aware for the whole 30 years he was locked in that saferoom and he was thinking about Henry and how he's gonna kill him for like 70% of that.

He's actually very pathetic. He's only remotely scary because of his knack for showbiz and the power he holds. All of this gets stripped from him in UCN so he's just a jittery mess.

#this fucked up rabbit is scaring off all my god damn customers.#asks #anon #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #william afton #yelling about the bear

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nightmaretherabbit · 1 month

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@omgafhsfanin2014

Los Nightmares headcanons:

Deuz:

He/Him

Transmasc

Bi-curious

Deuz oldest of the group.

Can sing pretty well but is too shy to show anyone.

Becomes friends with Spring at some point and feels sympathy for what he's been through.

Was the one who came up with the idea of the whole gang painting their nails.

Disowned by his family because of being trans.

Maggie:

Genderfluid (any pronouns)

Biromantic,ace

Second oldest of the group

Oxy's older sister by 2 years

Has a crush on Golden. A very big crush-

Very protective of Oxy and will hurt anyone who hurts him in the slightest.

Besties with Felix. Pink hair best frens 🩷

Onnie:

Demi-Boy (He/They)

Bisexual

Second youngest of the group,only a year older than Oxy

Learned to play guitar when he was little from his mom

Feral animal<33

Has insomnia,anorexia, and depression

Loves to cook for his friends in his free time

Autistic

Oxy:

Nonbinary (He/She/They)

Demiromantic,Demisexual

Youngest of the group

Maggie's younger sibling by 2 years

Very quiet person

Hates people who are mean to their friends and sister.

Loves to draw in her free time.

HOH (Hard Of Hearing) in his left ear

Knows ASL & LSM

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That's all I have rn. Sorry it took me a freaking year to do this :')

#ntr talks #fnafhs #fnafhs z3r0 #fnafhs los nightmares #fnafhs deuz #fnafhs onnie #fnafhs oxy #fnafhs maggie #fnafhs au #my au #fnafhs headcanons #tw anorexia #tw insomnia #tw depression #mutuals #fnafhs: your magic. mine to have au

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soft-for-them · 11 months

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I don't know a thing about love - Daryl Dixon x plus size non-binary reader

Summary: A Daryl x plus size non-binary reader based off the song 'I don't know a thing about love' by the White Buffalo.

Comments and reblogs are much appreciated and help more people read my works.

A/N: This is both a non-binary reader and a plus size reader, so cis people this isn't for you. The reader has been left vague because this is a short fic and not all plus size non-binary people are afab (really, it's real problem with authors, non-binary people aren't women!) This is coming from your very own non-binary/queer op. 👍

Everyone knows that you and Daryl Dixon are partners but everyone also knows that your relationship, or lack thereof, is complicated.

It’s clear you love each other, Rick or Carl could tell you (with various amounts of excitement) about the first time the two of you met, how Daryl’s eye widened, how you smiled like you had be given the sun and moon.

From the very start of joining Rick’s group you had it hard. Having to explain to people that you’re non-binary and not a man or woman was hard, both for yourself because you were coming out again to complete strangers and for them for most of the group aren’t queer.

Carl got it straight away, he happily used your preferred pronouns and asked you many questions most of which weren’t about being trans but where about random this like comic books and how your survived.

Rick, Carol, Glenn and Maggie learnt quickly too whilst the rest took their time getting used to someone so different to their heteronormative life.

Maybe it was because living people are hard to come by, maybe it’s because most of the bigots of the group had met their grizzly end but somehow you feel safer with Rick’s little rag tag group of survivors then the people you house shared with before the apocalypse arose.

Then there’s Daryl.

Now don’t get me wrong, the first few weeks of you joining Rick’s crew he didn’t talk to you, he just stared at you. He was raised by bigoted people and he was trying to be better, before the end of times even began he was trying to be better. He wasn’t racist or homophobic like his dad or brother nor did he go out his way to antagonise anyone (for he isn’t Merle after all) but still he was learning.

He was drawn to you, it made him panic just a bit but he has long realised that he isn’t so straight, that he identifies with both Bisexual, Pansexual and Queer, that he didn’t need a label for one he loves you and two who fucking cares.

But still it took a long time to come to terms with, thankfully you were there with him to help.

He remembers one day when you still were new and everyone was still stuck in the prison out the blue he asked about your jacket, an oversized black denim jacket sparsely covered in handmade patches.

You told him about the small amount of patches that you had; a non-binary flag on the breast pocket, an anti-Nazi patch on your arm, two ridged band patches that really should have been ironed on instead of sew on dotted around, tin badges decorating the collar like a jewelled necklace.

Over the years the jacket has evolved like he has, both have become more outward and full of love.

Daryl still cracks a smile at the back patch adorning your jacket made out of an old t-shirt of Carl’s that depicted a superhero dog.

You and Daryl talk, sleep close, sneak kisses when people aren’t looking, go hunting together, laugh at each other’s silly jokes. You’re out going and talkative whilst he stands back quiet and stoic his eyes always filled with love for you. You share clothes like it’s nothing, he loves holding you close at night the feeling of your plush body against his better than any bed or pillow, he knows you in and out, as do you for him.

But somehow still the two of you have never breached the subject of how much you love each other, you’ve neither had the conversation trying to figure out what to call one another.

Well not until today.

Sitting idly on the front porch of a nice enough house in Alexandria you work away under the watchful eye of your lover.

It was no surprise that you and Daryl were put together in the same home, neither is it a surprise that you both sit so close as the sky starts to turn orange, the sun slowly setting and the moon rising into the sky.

Knees touching, you carefully try to stick on a new patch onto your jacket next to one of many pride flags you’ve acclimated over the years.

Daryl leans over watching you quietly sew wonky stitches, his face almost pressed to the side of your round cheek.

“You know what Daryl?” you whisper, eyes flickering up to look up at him.

He just hums out a yes.

“When I first met you I didn’t know anything about love, I don’t think I fully know a thing about love now but with you I- I well-“ you face goes warm, your fingers stop sewing as he looks up at you with sparkling eyes, “-I think I’m learning because of you.”

He just stares at you for a moment, shock and what you assume is love morphing his face into a sweet smile.

That moment disappears as he leans down and kisses you, his chapped lips gentle on yours, your hands dropping your handiwork on your lap to hold his face in place.

You pull away first but still hold onto him with pin pricked hands, eye still connected staring like a fool at him, happiness flooding through your bodies.

“For years I was told I’d never find love because of who I am-“ you begin again still in a whisper, the thoughts of the long dead people who said such cruel things being pushed away by the many memories of your and Daryl.

You push a piece of his long brown hair back from his face, you smile growing big and proud.

“- but I had been looking for love below and above despite all the dead roaming around and then there you were.”

He lets out a small chuckle, one that isn’t filled with malice like old lovers did but one filled with a joy you’ve only seen for yourself.

“Do you?” he asks covering your wondering hands with his, “Because I do, I love you.”

“So many eyes in the world are searching for love and somehow I find you, of course I love you Daryl.”

The two of you laugh together as you kiss again, the set of wings you were stitching onto your jacket fully discarded as the kiss deepens.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x plus size reader #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon x nonbinary reader #x nonbinary reader #nonbinary #x plus size reader #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader

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obscurecharactershowdown · 10 months

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Group E Round 2

[image ID: the first image is of Stag Malinay, a young man with auburn hair and yellow-orange eyes. he's wearing a black shirt, black pants, and black, lace up knee high boots with belt straps. he's sitting on a red and gold throne. beside him is written his name, "Stag Malinay." the second image is of Randy Rosebud, a humanoid character with tall, pale pink hair, and a pointed nose and chin, making his head resemble a crescent moon. his skin is pale and shaded in blues. his shirt is blue and white striped. behind him are images of himself. end ID]

Stag Malinay

Very self confident, bisexual manwhore with a troubled background he doesn't like to talk about. Said past is the cause of all his anger issues which he regularly takes out on the MC, initially. They become friends later, so it's okay. Also, he has a Tumblr account! @stagmalinay, run by me, the author. Can't really get more obscure than only selling a few copies of my entire book so far. [additional propaganda 1] [additional propaganda 2]

Randy Rosebud

In the video game Maggie's Apartment, Randy Rosebud is a pop star, cultural icon, and sex symbol whose character explores the weight of parasocial relationships, the commodification/objectification of people for the sake of entertainment and substitution for genuine human connection. His songs are good and in one of them he talks about pissing his bed [additional propaganda 1]

#obscurecharactershowdown #group e round 2 #obscure poll #stag malinay #krystar first fragment #solarsavoyart #randy rosebud #maggie's apartment

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fortheloveofwonderland · 1 year

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Darkness Declares Glory | Chapter 9 | S.R

Previous Chapter

A/N - this fic deals with some very dark themes such as drug use, self-harm and suicidal ideation. Please proceed with caution and Minors DNI. There is a reader insert but it is very Spencer-centric.

Chapter Summary - George offers Spencer some words of advice as they grow closer. A familiar face from his past surfaces but things don’t go as Spencer anticipated.

Pairing - Spencer Reid / Fem! Reader

Category - dark angst | smut | eventual happy ending.

Warnings - Spencer’s wrongly directed anger, suicidal thoughts, past drug addiction, flirty nurse, aggression, threatening behaviour, mentions of bisexual Spencer, tears, suicidal ideation, Garcia’s flashback, vomit.

WC - 4.9k

Chapter 9 - Don't You Dare Forget the Sun

He had a long time to think about Maggie’s words as he was left alone for the rest of the day. His only interaction came in the form of an orderly bringing his lunch and then later dinner.

He wasn’t sure if it was in protest or just not being hungry, but Spencer didn’t eat a thing. Instead he slowly pulled apart his food and made a game out of throwing it at the wall. He enjoyed the mess it made.

Once the sun had gone down he slipped out of bed and hopped to the desk before opening his journal. He stared at the next blank page for some time, but when he did start writing, the words flowed.

I’ll never forgive her for this. I’ll never be able to look at her the same. It’s her fault I’m here, she made the call, she got the judge to sign the preventive confinement order.

I hate her for doing this to me. I hate all of them for doing this to me. It’s doing more harm than good, I can feel it…I can feel it slowly destroying me.

If I can’t get my hands on those drugs I will find a way to kill myself. I’ll think of something…I’ll formulate a plan one way or another. It’s drugs or death.

If she’s gotten her hands on this it’s because I couldn’t get the drugs and I’m already dead. And I hope she knows this is all her fucking fault. I hope she takes the guilt to her own grave.

In putting me in here, she basically signed my death warrant. So I hope for as long as she lives, she hates herself for what she’s done. I hope it’s her that has to explain to Henry and Michael and little Hank why Uncle Spencer isn’t around anymore.

I hope it’s her that has to tell my mom what happened to me, explain all the grisly details of how they found me with my throat slashed or hanging from the rafters from a noose I made out of bed sheets.

I hope the team falls apart. I hope every single one of them carry my death on their shoulders for the rest of their days.

I hope if you’re reading this, you know you’re the one that really killed me, Emily Prentiss.

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His night was spent mostly staring at the same ceiling, unable to give over to sleep. He was already awake the next morning when he heard the trolleys being wheeled down the corridors and the nurses skirting from room to room.

He knew it was George who entered his room without tearing his eyes away from the ceiling. He had a distinctive smelling aftershave and it wafted straight to Spencer’s nose.

“I hear I should be thankful I wasn’t on the morning shift yesterday.” He spoke as he wheeled the trolley towards Spencer’s bed.

“News of my breakdown travels fast.” He sighed, looking at George now.

“You scared the crap out of poor Linda.” George picked up the medicine cup and a cup of water before handing them to Spencer.

“It wasn’t intentional. I just…you wouldn’t get it.” He necked the pills and downed some water.

“Try me.” George narrowed his eyes on him.

Spencer heaved a sigh and pulled his hands up the sleeves of his sweater.

“Unless you’ve been where I am, you wouldn’t understand.”

George looked around the room momentarily as though he expected someone to be lurking in the shadows. When he looked back at Spencer his eyes were a little sad.

“I have been where you are.”

“What?” Spencer frowned.

“I mean not in that exact bed at this exact facility. But I was…I guess I am a drug addict.” He shrugged.

“I’m confused.” Spencer’s frown deepened.

“I’ve been sober for thirteen years. I was just a kid when I started taking drugs. My boyfriend at the time was older than me and a huge junkie. I started using recreationally to seem cool around his friends. Then it got out of hand. By the time we broke up he left me with a broken heart and a pretty bad cocaine addiction.”

Spencer’s eyes widened as he consumed George’s words. He couldn’t speak. He couldn’t think of anything to say. So George continued.

“I voluntarily checked myself into a facility. Getting clean was the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. But I did do it. I got clean and I went to nursing school and now I dedicate my life to helping those like me.” He offered Spencer a sympathetic smile.

“It isn’t triggering? Working here and being around addicts?”

“Quite the opposite actually. I find it cathartic.”

“I don’t know that I can do this, George. I don’t think I can get clean. I was sober for over ten years and I was so quick to give it up. I can have a good day but then in an instant it’s like I’m back at square one all over again.” Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes.

“Healing isn’t linear, Spencer.” George sighed a little. “Sometimes you have to take two steps forward and one step back on the road to recovery. Sometimes it’s two steps forward and five back. You’ll have good days, great days even. But you’ll also have the worst days of your life. But I can tell you with absolute certainty that it is worth it in the end.

I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to say without a shadow of a doubt that I won’t ever touch drugs again. Nothing in this life is certain. But I can say for a fact that I don’t want to do drugs today. And I probably won’t tomorrow or next week or even next month. The thing with addiction is you just have to take each day as it comes, as you know. But you can’t expect to just get better overnight.”

“You should be a therapist.” Spencer found himself smiling.

“I can’t deal with listening to people whine about their problems.” George laughed.

The sound was infectious enough to make Spencer laugh too, for the first time in a really long time.

“Fair enough.” Spencer nodded, feeling lighter than he had done since he woke up in this place.

“I should uh…” George pointed over his shoulder to the door. “You have got to stop monopolising my time, Doctor. Just because you’re cute, doesn’t mean you can have me all to yourself.”

Spencer’s cheeks instantly flushed pink and buried himself further down in his sheet to try and hide his embarrassment. He watched George leave, sending Spencer a wink before he closed and locked the door behind him.

And goddamn if it weren’t for you constantly on his mind, he might have let himself fall for the dreamy nurse.

***

He was brought his breakfast by an orderly but he just moved the food around his plate with the plastic fork without eating any.

When the door opened again he assumed it would be the same orderly collecting his tray and was surprised when Doctor Delaney strolled in the room.

“How are you feeling?” He didn’t seem amused, he was frustrated if anything.

“Not great.” Spencer admitted.

“You terrified nurse Linda.” Delaney folded his arms not trying to hide his annoyance.

“So I’ve heard.” Spencer rolled his eyes.

“You’re going to go and take a shower and then it’s time for group therapy.”

“Pass.” Spencer folded his arms to mirror him.

“Excuse me?” Delaney raised an eyebrow at him.

“I said pass. I don’t want to get up. I don’t want to shower and I don’t want to go to group therapy. So I’m not.”

“You can’t spend all day in your room.”

“I did yesterday.” Spencer shrugged.

“Because you couldn’t be trusted around other people after your outburst.”

“Maybe I still can’t be.” Spencer unfolded his arms, picked up the plastic fork and stabbed it hard into a piece of bacon. “Do you want to take that risk?”

Delaney exhaled loudly through his nose.

“You’re a lot calmer than you were yesterday. I think it would prevalent to all involved that you-“

“Here’s the deal.” Spencer cut him off by shoving his tray of food on the floor, the sound clattering around the small room. “You make me leave this bed today and I will not be held accountable for my actions. I will strangle you with my bare hands just to get hold of a key to the medicine cabinet so I can get high. Does that sound calm to you?”

Delaney narrowed his eyes before scoffing and shaking his head.

“You’re only ruining your own life, Spencer. If you don’t want help then that’s fine by me. But if you threaten me or any of my staff again, I will turn you over to the cops.” Delaney spat at him, knowing it wasn’t at all professional and then fled the room before he said something he might regret.

As he locked the door behind him he heard Spencer screaming at the top of his lungs. Some people were beyond help. Maybe Spencer was one of them.

***

Spencer’s combination of medications made him inconceivably tired and he found himself sleeping through most of the day. He wasn’t sure if he was happy or not that it had been dreamless.

A part of him wanted to see your face even if only in his dreams. But now you were starting to fade from his memory it scared him every time he saw you.

This was the longest he’d been sober in years. He thought if anything his memories would be clearer once his mind was less foggy but it seemed to be having the opposite effect. He couldn’t lose you from his memories. He would break entirely if he lost all his recollections of you. He had to convince someone to call you. He had to see you no matter the cost.

He snaked his arms up the sleeves of his sweater under the sheet and wrapped them around himself. He rolled his head to the side on the pillow and was startled by a pair of icy blue eyes staring back at him.

“Who’s Y/N?” George smiled at him from where was sitting in the chair at the desk.

Spencer pulled his arms out from under the sheet and rubbed his eyes.

“What are you doing here? Where’s your scrubs?” He croaked.

“I got off shift a little while ago, thought I’d come check on you.” George shrugged.

“You’ve been watching me sleep? You do realise that’s incredibly creepy don’t you?”

“Who’s Y/N?” He avoided the question. “You were mumbling the name in your sleep.”

“Something you wouldn’t know if you weren’t watching me sleep.” Spencer scoffed. “She’s my ex-girlfriend.”

“Ah.” George pulled a face. “I always crush on the straight guys.”

“Should you be telling me that?” Spencer couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Probably not but I don’t think you’ll tell anyone.” George smiled at him and it was a very nice smile.

“And I’m not necessarily…straight. I’m…something.” Spencer shook his head.

“You’ve slept with men?” George smirked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Seems like an inappropriate question coming from my nurse, but…yes. I have been with men and women.” Spencer laughed again.

“So there’s hope for me yet?” George teased.

“I mean if this emaciated, drug addict look is your thing…?” Spencer rolled his eyes.

“I told you, my ex was a junkie. Guess I have a type.” George’s eyes sparkled playfully.

“Is it weird if I say I’m kind of flattered?” Spencer frowned. “I did not expect someone to find me attractive like this.”

“Well, I do.” George shrugged. “Which is kind of why I’m here.”

Spencer’s eyes widened and he hugged himself tighter.

“I uh…I don’t think we should…”

“Not that.” George laughed, standing up from the chair. “You think I’ve come here to get into your pants while you're trying to recover from a drug addiction? Please, I have morals.”

“Oh.” Spencer frowned again. “What did you mean then?”

George came to his bedside and smiled softly at him.

“I came to tell you that because I am attracted to you, I have requested a floor change. I’m not going to be giving out meds on this floor anymore. I think it’s for the best.”

“Oh.” Spencer pouted. “That’s…that’s a shame.”

“I can’t fall for another addict.” George took a step back.

“Fair enough.” Spencer nodded. “Thank you for being honest with me.”

“You’re welcome.” George shrugged. “I should be getting off. I have two very hungry cats at home and if I’m late there will be hell to pay.”

“Ok.” Spencer didn’t know what else to say.

George backed towards the door and he reached it and opened it with one hand behind his back. He kept his eyes on Spencer and smiled wistfully.

“I hope you beat this Doctor Reid. I really hope you do.” He stepped out into the corridor.

“Me too.” Spencer admitted out loud.

He watched George close the door and lock it behind him.

He really meant it. Spencer really did want to beat this. He fought it so hard because it was easier being a drug addict than actually dealing with his trauma. But he did want to get better. He wanted to get clean and he wanted to be ok again. It wasn’t going to be easy, he knew that. But he had a new found determination that he was going to get better.

When another orderly brought him his dinner a little while later he asked to see a doctor. He wasn’t even a little surprised it wasn’t Delaney that came to his room.

He convinced the doctor to help him into his chair and wheel him to the right place. Thankfully he met little opposition from the new doctor who’s name he forgot, and he was taken to his destination.

Once inside the room with the door closed behind him, Spencer broke out into fits of sobs. He sobbed into his hands, loudly whining and whimpering as he got it out of his system. His whole body wracked with the weight of it all. His small frame shuddered from his sobs that he seemed to have been holding in for a lifetime.

He cried so much his eyes were sore and his nose was completely blocked. His sleeves were drenched with tears and snot but he didn’t seem to notice, let alone care. He cried for several long minutes before he forced himself to stop. There would be time for tears later.

He wiped his eyes on his sleeves before looking up. His bottom lip quivered as he looked her in the eye and squeaked, “I want to get better. And I want you to help me.”

Maggie smiled softly at him, nodding her head.

“Of course, Spencer. Of course I’ll help you.”

***

Three days passed and Spencer went about his new routine with surprisingly little resistance. That’s not to say he was thriving, not yet at least. But he hoped he’d get there.

Group therapy was by far his least favourite activity of the day. He was still reluctant to open up to Cedric and the group and when he did speak he usually kept it unemotional, facts rather than feelings.

His sessions with Maggie were much more preferable although still difficult. They’d started as she suggested in his childhood and discussed his fathers leaving and his mothers illness at great lengths. They moved on to his life as a child prodigy and to Spencer’s surprise they’d started unpacking a lot from that time.

Spencer had never really dwelled much on the pressure being so intelligent had put on his shoulders. Even when he joined the BAU, he was mostly just a prize for Gideon to show off, his walking talking know-it-all. He’d never realised how much that had affected his mental well-being, or how much of an intense burden it was to be so smart at such a young age.

She’d made him see that because of his intelligence he’d been more aware of all the bad in his life. Most ten years old wouldn’t have been so impressed upon by their fathers abandonment. But because Spencer was smarter than the average ten year old he’d been more conscious of what was happening. The same could be said for his mothers illness.

In their session today they’d started to unpack the stresses and strains of a twenty two year old genius joining the FBI.

Therapy exhausted Spencer mentally. PT exhausted him physically. But he could now take tentative steps with the aid of crutches, even if it had pained him tremendously to do so. Nick advised using the wheelchair where he could but said as long as he was careful he was happy for Spencer to try using the crutches to get about.

He still craved drugs and he knew that wasn’t going to change any time soon and his medication was yet to make an impact. But he was trying. It was going to be an uphill battle but he was really trying.

It was Tuesday which meant it was visitation day. It was a sunny afternoon and his new doctor, who he’d learnt was called Doctor Sanderson, suggested having his visitor meet him in the courtyard.

Spencer used his crutches to get from his room to the garden area and found his guest at a bench next to some rose bushes. When he saw the back of her head he picked up his speed, almost tripping on the crutches in his excitement.

“Garcia!” He called her name as he approached and she turned to face him.

The minute she laid eyes on him she started crying instantly.

“Boy wonder!” She screeched, jumping up and almost tackling him in a hug. “Oh my gosh I missed you so very, very much!”

“I missed you too.” He couldn’t hug her back as he was gripping his crutches but he nuzzled his face in her neck so she knew he was trying.

She pulled back and looked him up and down, her face contorting into an expression of sadness.

“Oh Spencer, look at you.”

“I know.” He nodded. “It’s not ideal.”

“Come, sit down.” She motioned him to the bench and he hobbled behind her on his crutches before falling to the bench rather unceremoniously.

Garcia plastered her practiced smile back on and reached next to her, producing a Tupperware pot full of cookies.

“For me?” Spencer’s eyes lit up slightly.

“As long as you don’t mind sharing.” Garcia popped the lid and let Spencer help himself to one of the chocolate chip discs of heaven.

He took a large bite and hummed around a mouthful.

“Holy crap this is the best thing I’ve eaten in…a long time.”

“Good huh?” Garcia took a bite of her own. “I made them with Henry and Michael. Michael said to make sure you know he sprinkled it with extra love.”

Spencer’s eyes immediately glistened with tears.

“Tell him I can taste it.” He sniffed.

“Also they drew you pictures. They couldn’t wait until JJ came to see you for you to have them.” She picked up the stack of childrens drawings and handed them to Spencer while he finished the cookie and helped himself to another.

“These will certainly brighten up my room.” He smiled a little sadly. “Thank them for me.”

“Oh I most certainly will.” She smiled at him but it faltered. “How are you?”

“I honestly don’t know. It's hard, being here, being sober. It’s hard to open up when I’ve spent so much of my life shutting down. It’s a struggle every day. But I do want to get better.” Spencer gave her a tight lipped smile.

“You had me worried sick.” She nibbled on her cookie. “I thought you were going to die.”

Spencer sighed and chewed on his lip.

“I wanted to die. I know that’s not what you want to hear but if being in this place is teaching me anything it’s that I need to be honest. And the truth is I wanted to die.”

Garcia pouted her bright pink lip and put the half eaten cookie back in the container. She turned her body towards Spencer and gently placed her hand on his shoulder.

“Do you still feel that way?” Her voice cracked a little.

“Honestly, sometimes. I think it’s going to be a while until I don’t feel that way.”

“Oh Spencer.” She squeezed his shoulder. “I should have done more to help you.”

“Don’t say that, Penelope. I pushed you away, I haven’t seen any of you in so long you couldn’t have known…” he trailed off when Garcia’s expression changed. “What is it?”

“I saw you…seven, maybe eight months ago.” A tear rolled from her eye under the thick rim of her purple glasses.

“You did?” Spencer frowned.

“Yes.” She sniffed dramatically. “I was on my way home from work and this new Thai place had opened down the street and I thought boy genius loves Thai food, I wonder if he’d like some. So I brought some food over.”

“And I was high.” Spencer filled in the blanks.

“You were a mess…”

She tottered up the stairs on her too high heels, balancing take out containers in her arms with a smile on her face. It had been so long since she’d last seen Spencer and she couldn’t wait to see the look on the good doctor's face when she showed up with his favourite cuisine.

But when she reached the top of the stairs, she immediately dropped every single one of the containers on the floor.

“Spencer!” She shrieked, running as fast as her heels would carry her to his door.

Spencer was slumped on the floor, his back to his apartment door, head bowed and eyes closed. There was a puddle of vomit next to him on the floor.

“Spencer! Oh my god Spencer! Are you breathing? Please tell me you’re breathing!” She fell to her knees, gripping his jaw to pull his head back and pressing her fingers on her other hand to the pulse point on his neck.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she felt his pulse, albeit a thready one.

“Spencer! Boy wonder! Can you hear me?” Grabbing him by the shoulders she gave him a firm shake.

His body was limp like a rag doll for a moment and then suddenly he stiffened and his eyes shot open.

“Huh?” He blinked a few times trying to focus.

“Spence, it’s me, Penelope. Can you hear me?”

“Y-yes.” He nodded. “What are you doing here? Where are we?”

“Outside your apartment G-Man. What are you doing here?” She helped him to his feet and he wobbled a little before leaning against the wall for support.

She saw the cogs turning in his head for a moment before he nodded to himself.

“I locked myself out. I lost my keys.”

Garcia looked around but it didn’t take her long to see his set of keys dangling from the lock in the door.

“Those keys?” She frowned, pointing at them.

Spencer rubbed his eyes with his palms and blinked again before smiling dumbly.

“My keys!” He cheered. “What would I do without you Garcia?”

He pushed himself away from the wall but stumbled and Garcia quickly steadied him.

“Let’s get you inside.” With one hand she balanced Spencer and unlocked the door with the other.

“What happened? Spence? Where have you…”

“Y/N?”

“Sorry?” Garcia snapped out of her story and looked at Spencer who was staring off across the courtyard.

“I thought I saw…” he shook his head and looked back at her. “Sorry, carry on.”

Garcia narrowed her eyes on him briefly before exhaling and continuing with her story.

“What happened? Spence? Where have you been?” She aided in getting him inside and couldn’t hold back her gasp at the state of the apartment.

Spencer didn’t even seem to notice, or he was just used to it, and manoeuvred the obstacles of destruction towards the couch.

“Hmm? Oh just out.” He shrugged, collapsing on the beat up leather.

“Are those…bullet holes?” She gasped again at the obliterated end of the couch.

“Hmm.” Spencer hummed, swinging his legs up and laying down.

“Spencer, what’s happened here? I’m really worried about…”

“Y/N?”

Garcia trailed off again to see Spencer once more looking out across the courtyard.

“I…I’m sure that’s…” he frowned, grabbing his crutches and pushing himself up with them. “I’ll be right back.”

“Spencer, where are you-“

“I’ll be two minutes.” He called over his shoulder but he was already hobbling away on his crutches.

It was frustrating not to be able to move faster as he tried to hurry after the familiar back of a head he’d seen wandering the institute's grounds. He followed the path he saw you take behind the building into a more secluded part of the gardens.

He found you sitting in the grass with your back to him, legs crossed and your head buried in a book. His heart raced partly from the exertion of getting here but mostly from excitement. You were here. You were right in front of him. You’d found him.

“Y/N?” He called your name as he approached and you spun round to face him, wide eyed.

For the first time in a long time your features weren’t blurred. You looked exactly as he remembered you, maybe a little skinnier and with the addition of dark circles under your eyes.

“Y/N!” He choked, feeling his tears gathering. “Oh my gosh, you came! Y/N I can’t believe you’re here!”

You jumped up from the grass and clutched your book tightly to your chest. You kept your eyes firmly on him, your back was up instantly.

“Y/N, say something.” Spencer smiled shakily at you and when he got too close you took a few steps back.

“This is my reading spot. My private reading spot.” You spoke quietly.

“Maybe it can be our reading spot?”

“No. No.” You shook your heading, taking another step backwards. “I like to be alone.”

“Y/N, what’s going on?”

You clutched your book tighter against your chest as though it was a shield. You took another step backwards and swallowed hard.

“Look, I just want to be left alone ok?” Your eyes held a hint of fear to them.

Spencer’s eyebrows knitted heavily as he profiled your expression as you looked at him. He didn’t see a hint of recognition. It was like you had no idea who he was.

“I…we…” he stumbled on his words.

“Look I was on a lot of drugs ok? So if we slept together or something I’m sorry but I don’t remember a lot of stuff.” Your eyes shifted about, not able to look at one thing for too long.

“Drugs? You weren’t on drugs.” Spencer shook his head.

“Why do you think I’m here?” You shrugged.

“You’re not…I thought you were here to…see me?”

“Why would I be here to see you?”

“Because we...” He trailed off, his head spinning. Was he asleep? Was this just another of his vivid dreams?

“Please leave me alone” you whispered, hugging your book even tighter.

What the fuck was going on?

“Y/N, I…”

“Spencer?” Garcia’s voice came from behind him and he looked over his shoulder to see her toddling his way, heels sinking into the grass. “Spencer, what are you doing?”

“I…I was just…” he turned back to face you only to find you gone, vanished as if into thin air.

What the fuck is happening to me?

“You need to sit down, come on.” Garcia waved him over.

He looked between her and the now empty space. Was he completely losing it?

“Spencer, come on.”

He sighed heavily and turned himself around and hobbled towards Garcia. He kept his thoughts at bay until they were seated back on the bench.

“Garcia, I need to talk to you about Y/N.”

Much like Emily, Luke and Rossi, her facial expression changed to one Spencer just couldn’t read.

“Uh…” she fiddled with her hands in her lap and wouldn’t make eye contact with him. “Emily said we aren’t supposed to talk to you about that.”

“What? Why?” Spencer frowned.

“I just can't, ok? I promised Em.”

“Penelope, tell me what’s going on.” Spencer spoke sternly and Garcia still didn’t look at him as she pushed herself up from the bench.

“I should go. Take such good care of yourself boy wonder.”

“Garcia!” He pulled himself up too. “Tell me what’s going on! Please!”

“I can’t.” She turned back to him and he saw the tears in her eyes. “Just trust me ok? Please, just trust me.”

“I need someone to explain to me why nobody will talk about her. What am I missing here, Penelope?”

He looked so sad and confused and it broke Garcia’s heart.

“Sometimes the truth doesn’t set us free.” She sniffed and suddenly she was hurrying away as fast as her heels would carry her.

Spencer watched her go, in complete uncertainty. Something was going on. Something bigger than he could comprehend. He was missing something and he was sure it was something big.

The team was keeping something from him. Something pertaining to you and he had no idea what.

But he had to find out.

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ANNY ANNY OHMIGOSH

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GO CHECK OUT @annymation’s “KINGDOM OF WISHES” REWRITE

(Spoiler warning for Wish and ig some Hazbin Hotel and The Owl House too since I reference them)

(Regular warning bc MATE THIS IS LONG AS FUCK)

(Oh also swear warning)

That gif of Magnifico in the beginning looks way too adorable to be a psychopath

SCREAMS YES instead of “ow my chest has heartburn” I NEED THE GUT-WRENCHING SCREAMS

LIKE VAGGIE HAVING HER WINGS RIPPED OFF SCREAMS

UGH he’s evil but he loves his wife

WAIT IS HE GONNA BRAINWASH HER INTO BEING A PRINCESS

DRAWING YES IS IT GONNA BE THE MAGIC CARPET

Oh bubbles that works too (also irony)

Imma trust that Valentino made it in a bubble too bc YOU ARE NOT killing off the animal sidekick okay I would rather Magmaya win than Val be killed

YES BABY IS OKAY

Man Dahlia you gonna leave your mother behind?

”ANOTHER PERSON I LOVE” YES GIVE US THAT CONFESSION ASHA

Disney Channel

It’s giving Onward

OOH or Frozen yk Elsa and the staircase scene

NOOO ASTER BABY

“Love of his life” DAM YOU ANNY WHY MAKE OUR BOY SUFFER

Amaya is channeling her inner Gothel rn

Ooh I love Lydia the Bard!

ARGH THEY’RE EVIL BUT THEY LOVE EACH OTHER

Mysterious language? Star dialect?

”Last star I see tonight” ANNY

AHAKSJAKS THIS IN A MINOR KEY

ASTER BABY THE SCREAMS

Oh so they’re becoming Stars interesting

CALLING HER A WITCH OUTRIGHT

Dam Eris was one of my first fictional crushes (bisexual ass) so now I’m wondering if Amaya should be one too

”Hate but also love” it’s giving “Out For Love” by Carmilla

But Magmaya is out for love too… SHEJWJSKJS COUPLE GOALS IF THEY WEREN’T MENTALLY DERANGED

SINGING AT THE SAME TIME >>>>>

THE TROPE EVER

LIKE A MADRIGAL BUT SAME VIBES

Noooo Aster

Hey orchestra of stars above where the heck are you

Aster I love you but they have no humanity left

HE’S DYING ASHA GIVE HIM THE TRUE LOVE’S KISS

YOU BOTH CONFESSED MAKE IT BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Yikes Amaya you’re usually the brains now you’re choosing to spare her?

Ig since you’re in love it would be torture for you but cmon girl

FUCKING “I LOVE YOU” NO WHERE’S THE FUCKING MAGIC OF TRUE LOVE WHY IS HE NOT REVIVING

AGSJAJSKSJS IT’S GIVING LUZ NOCEDA

Oop gotta add a ToH spoiler warning now too ig

Brb

Okay back YK THE LIGHT ORB SHE FADES INTO

AND WE GOT ASHA PARALLEL TO AMITY HOLDING HER SOULMATE’S SOUL GLOW THING

AHSJAJSKS HAVE ASHA GO EDA/ KING FERAL

SHE FUCKING CONFESSED BACK ANNY MAKE THEM ALIVE AGAIN

Omfg battle outfit (AND MORE! THAN! JUST! SPARKLES!)

Omg yeah the dress fits so well with the star-chest thing

SHE HAS PUPILS idk why I was so hyped about that

IT’S GIVING “You’ll Be in My Heart”

VAL BABY

Wait next chapter? This seems like the conclusion Anny I’m scared

Omigosh these two royal idiots in love

I I bet they’re giggling and holding hands while destroying precious memories of their citizens

”Feels something changing” eh? Sorry it’s just canon!Wish didn’t give us much but the novelization is very AshaxDahlia heavy

YES SIMON HELPS THAT WOULD’VE MADE HIS MOVIE COUNTERPART BETTER

HE STANDS UP AND SINGS AND PROVES HE’S WILLING TO GO AGAINST MAGGIE

THE YOUNG GENERATION IS SINGING IT, BREAKING THE CYCLE OF VIOLENCE

Although Asha has her Sabino… maybe ghosts/ spirits of her loved ones? I always imagined the scene “A Wish Worth Keeping” would have her family’s spirits (in blue) smiling and cheering her on… sparkly ofc

YES this scene in the movie was my favorite bc it FELT DRAMATIC

I said before “Knowing What I Know Now” was my fav but Anny I changed my mind “Wish (Reprise)” is my favorite

YES TAKE BACK YOUR KINGDOM FROM THE STRAIGHT WHITE FOLK (Amaya is Greek… what is Magnus? I’m assuming white too)

SWORD YES make it Prince Phillip’s

Gotta admit that falling wish scene in the movie was gorgeous, reminded me of Wall-E

Wait omigosh Asha looks so pretty in that photo where did you get that

*stares at it for hours bc she looks gorgeous*

Referenced as a wand now!

Smiling as she falls bc she knows HER BAE WILL CATCH HER

HOW are they not dead. The gays only have the power of plot armor

So it was nighttime okay

AW HE CARES FOR HER

Yep definitely giving Belos

NOW I WANT TO SEE A KOWxTOH CROSSOVER

Told you idiots you shouldn’t have spared her. Pride really does come before the fall

Seriously Gothel wasn’t a pussy she stabbed Flynn why didn’t you stab Asha (sorry bby just wondering how they’re so stupid)

THAT’S what you’re worried about man

HE WANTS TO KEEP AMAYA SAFE IN HIS ARMS AND PROTECT HER AT ALL COSTS

Lol I’m just imagining a giant whoosh of power and light and Amagnus squeezes their eyes shut waiting for a painful death and then they just. Sneeze. Itchy magic glitter poof

Is this a reference to a past Disney movie? They’re really going the PJO route huh

DAM ANNY THAT’S HARSH

Uh. Wow. Okay Aster I guess they did kill you

Yay we have the citizens standing up!

Wait you make your wish at 18 was this women pregnant really early orrrr

Later? Oh goodness I’m worried for the next chapter

Uh Starsha is being a bit sadistic and Amaya is sobbing for her love…

MAGGIE TURN AND COMFORT YOUR WIFE

Oh btw is Magnus part Spanish? “Mi vida” since Amaya is Greek…

NO NO DANCE PARTY I DON’T TRUST YOU YET

Someone get Gabo some therapy mate

NO WHAT

ASTER WHAT

NO THE STARS WILL COME DOWN AND LEGO BATMAN HIS ASS

VIOLIN-STAR TELL THEM THAT THEY FOUND LOVE AND THEREFORE THEY WILL STAY

WHY DID HE SAY IT SO SOFT AND MATURE WHERE IS MY GOLDEN RETRIEVER BOY

DID HE HEAR ASHA TELL THEM SHE LOVED THEM? DOES SHE HAVE TO DO IT TO MAKE HIM STAY?

”Love is all they needed” Amaya you’re clever but this was all sort of your fault witch

FUCK YOU MAGNUS COMFORT YOUR WIFE OFH WAIT TOO LATE

Tbh I would’ve agreed with Gabo had they injured Val in some way

YEAH THEY DESERVE IT BUT THEY GOT THE PERCY JACKSON HEPHAESTUS CHAIR TREATMENT

Discord DID turn to stone too… how about they turn to stone and THEN get pushed off a cliff

OKAY that was long but it was good

Uh I’m scared for the next chapter? We get Amable’s backstory so do they escape? Will Asha become the FG? Will Aster get LEGO Batman-d by the school marching band of Stars? Is their magic the North Star magic? SO MANY QUESTIONS

Overall though great job Anny! This has been an amazing journey and I can’t wait for the final chapter!

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riley-summers · 21 days

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You know what?! Screw it, let's do this...

Riley ship opinions, pt. 1, M/F edition (m/m version here, polyship version here)

If I missed one you want to hear my opinion on, put it in the replies and I'll add onto this post in a reblog.

Buffy x Riley: Is canon. Is the ship this blog is supposedly "about". I like it. Not *super* fond of how it played out in canon, but they're real cute in S4 and have some very sweet moments, like in Hush and Goodbye Iowa. Wish there was more content for it, especially fixit, canon divergent, AU, etc.

Riley x Willow: Gonna be honest, when I started S4 I thought they were teasing this as a ship. They could be cute romantically, especially if they had like a nerd4nerd dynamic going. I think I like it a bit better platonic. I think a really sweet scenario is some sort of AU where Riley is also openly queer (I'm sorry but I'm never not gonna read that man as a repressed bisexual), and he and Willow are friends who support each other.

Riley x Darla: Ok they never met in canon but that never stopped me before. In a more canon sense, I feel like they could have a really fucked up thing where they'd both be obsessed with Angel (cause you know Riley was) and they end up sleeping together or something. I do think in an AU they could be sweet and wholesome but honestly that's most all the ships imo.

Riley x Drusilla: See above when it comes to not meeting in canon. Drusilla would keep him as a pet. Riley, as a psych student, would be fascinated by how her mind works. How... cute?

Riley x Maggie Walsh: "Hello, thank you for calling Mommy Issues Central, how may I direct your call?" But in all seriousness this would be fucked up in so many ways but also somewhat plausible and you know what? I am here for it.

Riley x Tara: Another one I'd prefer platonic. I'm not entirely opposed to Tara in het ships (I kinda like the reading of her character that she's more attracted to like... the person as opposed to gender?) but I usually prefer her in f/f ships. Also, I just don't think Tara and Riley had much chemistry romantically. I'd like them as friends in the same type of scenario as with Willow tho, that could be cute.

Riley x Anya: Not really my fav, honestly. Didn't see much chemistry between them, like with Tara. Not huge on them romantically or platonic.

#riley btvs #btvs #ship opinions #riley x buffy #riley x willow #riley x darla #riley x drusilla #riley x walsh #riley x tara #riley x anya

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dontwalkwiththedead · 8 months

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Muses and Rules.

C A N O N C H A R A C T E R S

Rick Grimes

"I don't take chances anymore."

Daryl Dixon

"Is that supposed to make me like you?"

Beth Greene

"I've survived and you don't get it,"

[ Note ] : These canon characters are the ones I've had the most experience playing and feel the most comfortable using as canon leads in a plot or ship. With that being said, there are other canon characters I'm very willing to play as side characters in a plot. :) Shane Walsh. Carol Peletier. Simon. Glenn Rhee. Hershel Greene. Carl Grimes. Sophia Peletier. Lydia.

No matter who I play canon-wise, I try my best to portray them as accurately as I can, while incorporating my own twists.

C O M I C C H A R A C T E R S.

Billy Greene

fc: Jonah Hauer-King https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pEgoeED0hsZZ0MDCty5m-0DRiPDSsp1VS1tEORNWxEY/edit?usp=sharing

"I just wanted to play my fucking drums."

Jeffery Grimes

fc: Alex Pettyfer bio coming soon

"Tell Rick Grimes, Jeffery's looking for him."

O C C H A R A C T E R S.

Peter Dixon

fc: Charlie Heaton

"You goin' in, or should I?"

Alice Henley

fc: Emilia Clarke

"I'm gonna cut off your dick, let you bleed out, then when you turn I'll feed it to you. How does that sound for serious?"

S H I P S.

( MxM, FxF, MxF. )

Canon Rick x Negan Rick x Daryl Rick x Andrea Rick x Michonne Daryl x Beth Daryl x Carol Daryl x Negan Daryl x Glenn Beth x Negan Beth x Daryl Beth x Tara Beth x Andrea Beth x Glenn ( Don't be afraid to pitch a canon ship that isn't listed here! In any ships involving Beth, she will be 18+ )

Ocs Alice x Rick Alice x Negan Alice x Daryl Alice x Andrea Alice x Tara Alice x Maggie Alice x Beth Peter x Beth Peter x Glenn Peter x Negan Peter x Rick Peter x Andrea Peter x Governor

( Don't be afraid to ship Alice or Peter with your OC or a canon character not listed. I'm open to most ideas! )

R U L E S.

(I promise I'm not mean, I just know what I like! <3 )

(18+) ONLY. I don't feel comfortable writing with minors.

MUST be okay with NSFW content. I will always respect your triggers but would like any plots we do to include some level of violence and smut. If you don't like these themes, no shame, we just aren't the right fit.

No pre-established romantic relationships. (I do make rare exceptions for this depending on the plot.)

I love ocs. I've had some incredible roleplays with amazing ones and will never turn you down for wanting to use yours. WITH THAT BEING SAID--I heavily prefer well-thought out ocs with bios, not blurbs. If I'm going to write a canon character against yours, they have to be fleshed out. I don't want their whole personality and creation to revolve around being with a canon character. It's boring. I'm here for plots and character development, not to solely fulfill fantasies. My ocs have flaws, strengths, backgrounds and can hold their own in a plot without a ship. It makes the story more exciting!

5. Pretty please put effort into the plot and the characters you play. I love smut but don't just want to write smut, or constantly have my character saving yours. I want there to be things happening around our characters, not just to them.

6. Don't pressure me for replies. I work in film and in a bar. Sometimes I get insanely busy. Most times I'm free. I will always do my best to communicate when I'm not, but if you pressure me, I simply won't respond. Especially if I don't respond for an hour and you message me three times. (With that being said if I haven't responded in like a week, feel free to follow up.)

7. If you've read this far, come say hello! I don't bite. :)

#twd rp #twd roleplay #negan rp #daryl dixon rp #the walking dead rp #open starter #indie rp #indie oc rp #gay rp #zombie rp #horror rp #rick grimes rp #bethyl rp #literate roleplay #roleplay promo #oc roleplay #twd comics

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