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peachdeluxe · 3 days
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A lot of you on here feel waaay too comfortable admitting that you don't and refuse to listen to rap music, and I'm not loving the incredibly reductive takes on rap because the kendrick/drake beef has it on some of yall's radar for the first time in your life.
I'm not going to sugar coat it-- for americans especially, if you consider music a significant interest of yours but still feel the need to search for acceptable reasons to keep yourself ignorant of black music, or think of rap as a monolith of hate and violence and not equally as diverse as any other genre, or can only name nonblack rappers… you should be embarrassed of that. And your embarrassment should not keep you from being active about exposing yourself to unfamiliar art and broadening what you listen to.
'I don't understand what they're saying/they rap too quickly' I'm surprised by how much I keep seeing this-- speed is not a stylistic trademark of most rap music, & clearer diction as a performer is much more necessary in rap than other genres?? Statistically rap has a lower bpm (here's an example of one person's study) average than other genres. (of course these aren't all-encompassing, but you can look into this yourself using sites like bpmdatabase.com.) Do you really feel overwhelmed by speed listening to Kendrick or Biggie or Nas or 2Pac, or have you never actually listened to their songs?
'I have to look up the lyrics'-- so what? is it a bad thing to take an extra few seconds to engage with an artist's work? If you listen to lyrical music, do you care when it's the artists you listen to? Why does the thoughtful art consumption everyone talks about not also apply to black art?
'there is too much violence and misogyny and commercialism' this is not unique to rap, or true of all rap music. Artists exist that talk about other things, the way they exist in all genres. There is an entire wikipedia page listing alternative hip hop musicians and rappers if you consider seeking it out too much labor. Click one!
'i find it unrelatable'-- who cares? Being unable to engage with art you don't find wholly relatable is a deeply childish and self centered way to exist. You get on here reblogging feel good navel-gazey posts about the shared human experience and caring for one another, but a rapper talking about living with violence or poverty is stretching the limits of what you can imagine or empathize with too much for you to care about it? You don't find that embarrassing to admit to?
You don't have to love rap, you don't have to incorporate it into what you listen to every day, but a lot of you need to be aware you're parroting reagan era anti-rap (& antiblack) pearl-clutching talking points, and it's a very ugly look. It isn't racist if your favorite genre isn't rap, but you need to do some serious self reflection if you consider it inherently less artistic, intelligent or positive than 'whiter' genres when you don't actually listen to it. I am looking at you, people into other counterculture genres-- it's crazy how much I see this from self-professed punks and metalheads especially lmfao. If expression, counterculture art, anti-censorship in music and the right for raw and unfiltered music to exist matters to you as much as you say you do, you should care about rap's relationship to censorship & fight for its legitimacy just as much as what you listen to.
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gffa · 3 days
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One thing that caught my attention while watching The Phantom Menace in the theater, a movie I didn't expect to find anything new with after how many times I've seen it and analyzed it, was that Sidious mentions multiple times that he has to change his plans to fit the new circumstances. It got me to thinking about how Palpatine gets credit for his carefully crafted plans, but often times not for how flexible he is in changing them on the fly, especially in time travel fics where someone destroys one of his plans and that's the end of it. Which, I'm not advocating against, I love a good Take That Wrinkled Walnut The Fuck Down However You Gotta Do It fic and I don't want them to change! But in canon Palpatine makes note of things he's not expecting, like:
When Valorum sends the Jedi as ambassadors, it's not part of Sidious' plan: DAULTAY DOFINE: This scheme of yours has failed, Lord Sidious. The blockade is finished. We dare not go against the Jedi. DARTH SIDIOUS: Viceroy, I don't want this stunted slime in my sight again! This turn of events is unfortunate. We must accelerate our plans. Begin landing your troops. NUTE GUNRAY: My lord, is that… legal? DARTH SIDIOUS: I will make it legal. NUTE GUNRAY: And the Jedi? DARTH SIDIOUS: The Chancellor should never have brought them into this. Kill them immediately!
On the Trade Federation ship, after Queen Amidala has disappeared from Naboo, Palpatine originally planned that she would be forced to sign the treaty, and then brings in Maul to deal with this. DARTH SIDIOUS: And Queen Amidala, has she signed the treaty? NUTE GUNRAY: She has disappeared, My Lord. One Naboo cruiser got pat the blockade. DARTH SIDIOUS: I want that treaty signed. NUTE GUNRAY: My Lord, it's impossible to locate the ship. It's out of our range. DARTH SIDIOUS: Not for a Sith. This is my apprentice. Darth Maul. He will find your lost ship.
On Naboo, after Padme allies with the Gungans: NUTE GUNRAY: We've sent out patrols. We've already located their starship in the swamp....It won't be long, My Lord. DARTH SIDIOUS: This is an unexpected move for her. It's too aggressive. Lord Maul, be mindful. MAUL: Yes, my Master. DARTH SIDIOUS: Be patient... Let them make the first move.
Palpatine's plans aren't static, they adapt and change with the events that happen, just as the other characters react to new information and head in new directions for it, so too does Palpatine and I think it's interesting to note that part of what makes him such a good villain is that he has an outline for what he wants to do, he sets up the dominoes of what he needs, but even when they don't fall precisely into place, he generally gets what he wants. He originally intended that Padme would sign the treaty, the Jedi wouldn't be involved, and that would lead to a vote of No Confidence to oust Valorum, using the sympathy for Naboo as a way to boost himself into the position. But he didn't really need her to sign it and still managed to use the sympathy for Naboo to get elected, it ultimately didn't matter what happened to the planet, so long as it was in danger while he needed it to be, he could use it either way. Nor, honestly, do I think he ever planned for Anakin Skywalker's existence, he had no idea they would find such a boy on Tatooine or how useful he was going to be, that was another way he changed his plans once the opportunity arose. Or a lot of his plots in TCW--he has Cad Bane steal the list of Force-sensitive children and kidnap them, bringing them to Mustafar for some sort of program to use them probably not too unlike how he uses the Inquisitors later. That plan is foiled by the Jedi, the babies are returned to their families, and Sidious' plans fall through, but that doesn't really change the outcome. tl:dr: I don't think Palpatine gets enough credit as a villain whose plans shift and change along with the new events that happen, just as much as the heroes' plans shift and change when new things happen. Yeah, he's a great villain because he creates an impossible trap for people, but also because the thing about him is that he's incredibly charming and charismatic and he knows an opportunity when he sees one, that any one given plan might fall through, but it's not necessary to his overall plot.
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kikirites · 2 days
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Love languages!!
๑ feat: Nanami Kento + Itadori Yuji + Inumaki Toge + Fushiguro Megumi + Kugisaki Nobara
warnings: none
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๑ Nanami Kento:
Quality Time: nanami knows how much you miss him and he misses you too, but his job demands him to be away for many days, so when he gets a chance to spend time with you he cherishes it. By spending time with you, he can finally relax after a stressful day and unwind with you.
Acts of service: Because he’s always gone for so long he wants to make up for that by helping you with things. You need help with the laundry? He’s already got another batch in the washer and is folding clothes as we speak. Need to go to the grocery store? He’s already there searching for what you need. He not only does these things to tell you that he loves you, but to let you know he sees how hard you work and he wants to elevate some of that weight.
Physical touch: It may not seem like it but nanami is a big fan of physical touch. He loves holding you in his arms and kissing you while relaxing together. No matter where either of you are he will always have his hand intertwined with yours.
๑ Itadori Yuji:
Physical touch: Itadori lovessss physical touch. He can’t take his hands off of you he always needs to have at least his hand holding yours. He’s also okay with PDA. He sees nothing wrong with showing the world how much he loves you but if you’re uncomfortable with it he’ll make sure to tone it down as much as he can.
Quality time: spending time together is really special to him because he wants to spend as much time as possible with you. He might not admit it but he’s scared that something will happen to you or you’ll leave. Because of what happened in shibuya he’s scared of losing you. You will need to reassure him a lot because of this. It doesn’t matter what you guys are doing as long as he’s with you he’s happy.
๑ Inumaki Toge:
Physical touch: similar to Itadori, Inumaki loves physical touch. Since he can’t speak normally, he likes to show his love and appreciation for you by touching you. His hands are glued to yours. He likes to talk to you by squeezing your hand whenever he or you are nervous. He also likes kissing too but he’s too shy to initiate it. You might have to be the one to kiss him first because of how shy he is and because he doesn’t want to over step any of your boundaries.
Words of affirmation: Inumaki loves it when you praise him. It makes him feel better and assured about himself. Knowing that you feel so strongly about him reminds him that you do truly love and support him. So in return he likes to support you and cheer you on in anything and everything that you do. Even though he’s shy about it he won’t hesitate to tell you he loves you. He’ll always make sure to give you compliments especially on little things like putting on different earrings or wearing a different or new bracelet.
Acts of service: it was really hard for him to move around and do things after losing his arm in shibuya. He felt like he wasn’t as great as he was before and that you think less of him now. So when you help him put on his clothes or take showers or baths he really appreciates it. It makes him feel loved and cared about. Supporting and helping him during these hard times has made inumaki’s love for you grow stronger. (As if it already could with how much he loves you)
๑ Fushiguro Megumi:
Words of affirmation: Megumi likes to receive praise from you even if it seems like he doesn’t. He loves the tingling feeling of your sweet praise. Whenever you tell him you love him he blushes and tells you that he loves you too. Growing up he never really got much praise from the people around him so you supporting him really means a lot.
Physical touch: Megumi is a closeted cuddler. He acts like he doesn’t love the feeling of your arms wrapped around his waist or your hand intertwining with his. It’s just that he does not like PDA. He doesn’t like it when people have front row seats to you both being so vulnerable with each other. It makes him feel icky. He won’t shrug you off if you kiss him in front of others but you can tell by his body language that he was pretty uncomfortable.
๑ Kugisaki Nobara:
Physical touch: like Itadori nobara likes physical touch. It makes her feel so much more closer to you in ways not many people might be able to understand. She thinks that having skin to skin contact is something totally more intimate than anything else. Whenever she links her arms with yours or holds your hand, it’s something she does to feel more connected to you.
Quality time: nobara likes spending time with/ around her favorite people. It’s the only time where she can truly let loose and be herself. Being around you brings out the more silly and sometimes serene nobara. While being with you makes her laugh it also calms her. Your presence calms her. She can feel her entire body relaxing just by being around you.
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what-even-is-thiss · 2 days
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Hi roman. I know this is very weird, but i've seen you give some life advice to other people, so i thought i could give it a try too. Don't answer if you don't want to. Anyway
Do you have any advice/tips for a 15 y/o who thinks they just have no control over their life? Like, my concentration is dog shit, i think my grades are slipping. My executive dysfunction so bad and i think i'm disappointing a lot of people. I have no idea how to handle anything in my life. I can't force myself to do the things i need to (not that that'd be any good, i'll immediately cry lol). I just, don't fucking know how i could make things better for myself. And i can't really talk to adults about it, they'll repeat the stuff i already know, and i am the worst person to put their feelings into words, so they'll prob never understand. Not in the edgy way.
Yeah so sorry for half venting into your ask box. Thank you in advance if you'll answer it, if it's too weird and you don't want to do that for whatever reason, that's ok. Peace and love <3
Dude, you’re unfortunately suffering from being 15. And possibly a learning disorder. Godspeed to you.
And I don’t say that to belittle your problems. In many ways as a teenager you don’t have control over a lot of things. You’re still under the control of your parents, you’re still learning how to deal with adult level emotions and ideas. A lot is expected of you and a lot of things are made to seem more important than they are. It’s hard to tell what’s actually important and what’s just adults blowing things out of proportion. It sucks and it’s frustrating!
If you can, you might want to talk to a counselor. If your parents or guardians are anti-counseling you might try to talk to someone at your school like a teacher or administrator or school nurse about the possibility of getting counseling without your parents knowing. Some schools have programs like that.
The adults closest to you might not understand but if you keep looking you’ll eventually find someone who remembers what it’s like to be in your shoes.
And I remember fully feeling like I’d never get control over anything. The end goal of life was graduation from high school and god only knows if I keep existing after that. But the thing is, you do! You keep existing and you figure a lot of stuff out. Wisdom does come with time, it turns out. And legally and practically you end up getting a lot more autonomy as time goes on.
And I know hearing things like this might not feel comforting. When you’re stuck, you’re stuck and no matter how much you logically know it’ll get better right now it sucks.
Just find ways to keep going. And try asking for help sometimes. If your family won’t listen, find someone who will. Take the time to write down your problems and how you feel if you can’t come up with explanations of what’s going on. Or find a friend to talk it out with so you can practice explaining yourself.
If there’s one thing I can promise you, when you’re a couple years into adulthood all of the problems from your teenage years start to feel small. At the time they were big and important though. And that’s what you’re going through right now. And a lot of adults forget about that. Hang in there, and when all of this is behind you, remember how hard it was and maybe someday you can help someone like you.
I’m sorry if all that wasn’t helpful. I don’t know too much about your individual situation. But ask for help when you can. Someone out there understands. You’ll find them.
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jawbone-xylophone · 2 days
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Okay time to be really opinionated: I think almost the entire TMA fandom writes Michael Distortion wrong.
Every time I read a fic about him people are emphasizing how swirly and elongated he/it is.
What's scary about Michael is that it is essentially the living personification of gaslighting. He makes everything else metaphorically swirly.
Sure there's "nobody would believe you", but most people who meet Michael think he looks angelic. He only looks scary out of the corner of your eye, or if he's feeding you just enough truth to get your guard down. He's fun to draw and describe as a psychedelic nightmare, but he is basically the gaslighting demon. It's a polite young man with curly hair and a beautiful smile who you could absolutely take home to meet your mother.
You only know he's a monster because your lizard brain starts screaming.
On a related note, its portfolio also includes dissociation and hallucinations, and nobody takes enough advantage of that– like, kissing Michael. Lots of people describe kissing Michael as a very physical event with notes of static and that tingling sensation of limbs falling asleep. A good start, but my argument: you feel him smooching your cheek and giving your hand a cute little squeeze, despite the fact that he's across the room ordering a coffee. It feels so real. You can feel his callouses catching at your fingers, but no matter how you flex your hand there's nothing there but air. You don't know if you just want it that badly and your eyes are lying, or what. He brings you a coffee and the sensation vanishes.
I know exactly what that episode about "the man who wasn't there" was because I've experienced it, and nobody utilizes that enough. Have you ever closed your eyes and tried to walk through a room, and been Firmly Convinced there was an object in front of you you were about to run into, despite no evidence of such an object when you open your eyes? It's a little like that. Any sort of relationship with Michael Distortion (not recommended and likely a way it has killed many people) would involve you getting comfortable with the fact that your senses are lying to you at an exponentially increasing rate, like a frog slowly being boiled alive.
Is he there? Is he not? Does it matter? You feel loved. You remember being told good morning and eating a homemade breakfast. Did you actually? Maybe it's a memory from a year ago you only think is from this morning. He's adorable even if his laugh gives you tinnitus. Maybe you've always had migraines. He takes care of you through them. Can you remember what he does to take care of you? ....normal people stuff, probably. Ice packs. You think he brought you ice packs once. You're sitting at a bus stop, going... somewhere, for a reason you're sure, and your body is telling you you're sitting on his lap but you keep checking, tapping with your nails, and the seat is hard metal. Does it matter? Maybe it really is him. You'd prefer if it was him. These cute little hallucinations are his way of showing affection. It's comfortable, even when the city shuts off your water because you only thought you paid your bills. He gives you his coat in the rain, and you laugh together and run through the weather, but when you get home you're holding a stranger's purse full of cash instead of a coat and you have no idea why. It's his idea of affection, though. He says he loves you when you ask about it, anyway, and don't you need the money now?
He's a lovely young man and the only normal thing in a world gone mad. The gloves only come off when it's done playing with its food.
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exhuastedpigeon · 1 day
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One thing that I'm so intrigued by this season is the narrative framing around Buck, Eddie, their romantic relationships, and each other.
From the very first episode of the season Eddie and Buck are framed as a unit - both at work and off the clock. Not just a duo though, they're framed as a family unit - Eddie, Buck, and Christopher. Eddie asks Buck to help him talk to Christopher about something that Eddie doesn't have experience with - he trusts Buck to have a really hard conversation with his son.
We've all noticed how Eddie is haunting Buck's coming out arc and his relationship with Tommy - from Eddie's name being mentioned like 7 times in the scene where Buck and Tommy kiss to Eddie accidentally crashing their date.
Buck was confused about who he was jealous of and why in 704. Buck was upset about lying to Eddie about his date with Tommy. Buck was upset that he hurt Eddie. Eddie is the reason Buck called Tommy again after their disaster ending of their first date. Buck is the reason Eddie kept trying with Marisol.
But what's more interesting to me than how Buck and Eddie are being framed together, it's the juxtaposition to their own romantic relationships.
Eddie fills a lot of the spaces in Buck's life that a romantic partner would fill - from the matching costumes to Eddie being the only person who stuck around at the party. They could have easily had Tommy stay or had Tommy dress up or had Tommy mention he didn't dress up because he was on standby, but they didn't. all of those moments in real life wouldn't matter much, but on a show it's is intentional.
And Buck fills a lot of the spaces that a co-parent and partner would fill for Eddie. I mentioned Buck talking to Chris about dating, but beyond that Buck is still one of the most important people in Chris's life. They chose to have Buck watch Chris before Eddie's date with Kim. That was an active choice to show Eddie dropping Chris off with Buck almost like a divorced couple. They chose to show Buck trying to make a new lasagna for Chris.
That was a scene that easily could have included Tommy or a mention of Tommy, but it didn't. Eddie could have said 'what, no Tommy?' and Buck could have said he was working. Tommy could have been there to hang out too - he knows Chris and Eddie. Chris and Eddie both really like Tommy.
Instead we get Buck and Chris hanging out just the two of them, kind of like a family, while Eddie goes on a date. A date with a woman that he hasn't told either of them about because Eddie knows what he's doing is wrong, he just doesn't care because he's so caught up in maybe having the magic he had with Shannon again, of having someone who looks and sounds like Shannon again.
Does this post make sense? Maybe not. I'm just really intrigued by the choices they're making this season around Buck and Eddie. I'm intrigued at the narrative choices with their respective romantic relationships because they are choices that are being made on purpose!
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nobibiname · 3 days
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What does Mor know?
So I’m re-reading ACOFAS and there’s a scene that sticks out to me that I never noticed before, here is Feyre’s POV in ch4 (I’m recycling some of my comments from tiktok, i thought it would make a good post)
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Mor and Feyre are shopping for gifts, Feyre is reflecting on what Mor told her during the war, that happened bw Az and Mor.… so we’re talking about Az, and completely unprompted here’s the next bit
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Here’s my thoughts on this in no particular order :
1. Yet another scene where we talk about Az, Elain casually comes up… weird that
2. Mor hummed to herself… she HUMMED to herself , I’m sorry but… if I’m telling you something and you are humming to yourself, you know something I don’t… spill the tea, sis 🍵 🫖
3. Mor thinks her daggers are not important to Az, but his most important dagger immediately associates with the time he gave it to Elain
4. Feyre is clueless. She gives us a very vivid description how Elain gave the dagger back, and I see this quote a lot, trying to point to how Elain giving TT back is MORE important than Az giving it to begin with. And yeah, that is canon, sure out of context that quote would suggest it… but when you look at the whole scene, we’re in Feyre’s head and she firmly believes Az is still into Mor, but Mor doesn’t agree… she doesn’t agree… Mor’s over here humming like “oh that’s what you think is important ? Cute 🥰 “
4b. This is after the events in ACOWAR, most notably the events associated with the IC finding out about Elain’s seer ability, thanks to Madja and Az, and that one scene where Az winnows away, and Mor stares after him for a while… suggesting that in that moment “Mor saw a truth”.
5. I kinda see “dagger” in this scene as symbolic for exchange of feelings, or love. Mor and Az don’t feel the same way about each other, so her daggers don’t matter, he doesn’t use them, and he might as well toss them. Unlike Elain, where the feelings are mutual, so they also exchange the dagger, and they both use it
I think Mor gives us some really cool insights… I am kind of plagued by the fact she drew the 3 sisters and 3 batboys before Nesta and Elain were even Fae! Like that’s crazy to me… I’m thinking of doing a deep dive on Mor, specifically on what she knows (through her powers) 🤔
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yumeka-sxf · 19 hours
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Thoughts on Spy x Family: Family Portrait
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I finally got around to reading the SxF light novel, Family Portrait...and I mean "finally" because it's literally been sitting in my shelf since it was first released in English back in December of last year! I was distracted by Code White and the SxF video game which came out around the same time, but even long after that, I was having trouble getting motivated to read it. For some reason, experiencing SxF in novel format instead of in anime/manga just didn't appeal to me, plus the fact that it's not written by Endo himself (these weird preferences of mine are also why I'm not into reading fanfics either). Don't get me wrong, in general I love reading stories in prose form too, but for a series like SxF that already has such an established visual identity, it doesn't feel as "authentic" to me if that makes any sense. But I did want to read it eventually, since it is an official part of SxF media and Endo did the illustrations and does acknowledge the book (he wrote a nice afterword at the end). So I finally sat down and read it in sections over the course of this week! I'll share my brief thoughts on each of the contained stories:
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Novel Mission 1
Since this was the first story in the book, it took me a while to get used to experiencing the world of SxF in novel form. There were some things I felt would have been better conveyed in anime/manga, for example, one of the very first gags about Yor misinterpreting Anya's nature class as some sort of hardcore outdoor survival trip. As I was reading that part I was like "I get the joke, but it would have been funnier if I actually saw these images and the characters' expressions with Endo's comedic illustrations." It was also a bit jarring to hear the characters thoughts and feelings from third-person narration, but I got used to it. As for the story itself, it was Damianya focused, something I'm not particularly into, but I don't mind it either. I liked the rare, soft Damian moments, and the thing with the squirrel eating Anya's peanut trail was funny. I also liked the scene at the beginning where Loid and Yor feed Bond together while Anya watches.
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Novel Mission 2
Oddly, this was my favorite of the stories! Of all the characters, I think the author nailed Yuri's unhinged thoughts the best - as I was reading, I couldn't help but hear every cringe thought in his voice, which is a good sign of how well the author gets the character! I actually chuckled at a few parts too, both from his insane Yor-obsessed and anti-Loid musings, as well as from his banter with Anya. The police interrogation scene was great and would be even better if it ever gets animated! I also found it interesting that this story has the first instance where we find out what Yuri thinks about Bond (that he's fat and useless - rude!) Also his first time hearing about Franky apparently...makes we wonder if Endo will make him feel the same way if these things ever come up in the manga.
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Novel Mission 3
I liked this story a lot too! I think it worked the best in novel format out of all of them, probably because it was more focused on drama and emotions than comedy. It's ironic that the two official SxF stories that feature the deeper side of Franky's character - this one and the omake chapter from volume 13 - are both not even part of the main canon! Alessa would have definitely accepted Franky's job as an informant, but he felt that someone like her should only be surrounded by "beautiful things." The poor man really needs to see that inner beauty matters too, and he has that! I also think he should have swallowed his pride and told Loid the real reason why he wanted the disguise...not that it would have changed the outcome. Poor Franky.
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Novel Mission 4
This was a cute Forger-focused story, but like the first one, I felt it had parts that would have been more effective in anime/manga form, for example, "hair monster" Yor and whatever hideous painting Felix ended up making! But despite that, it was still funny and cute. Though I do think the author went a tad overboard with Yor's flustered antics...they just kept going and going, lol. Also, like the movie, we have another scenario of Loid getting flung into the air by Yor but landing gracefully on his feet (though this instance was much tamer since she wasn't drunk and only pushed him instead of hit him). Again, maybe I would have appreciated the humor in this story better if I saw it in anime/manga with Endo's hilarious designs and expressions, but for what it was, it was enjoyable enough.
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Short Novel
This extra short story would be perfect as a reintroduction story for a future anime season...maybe one day!
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Overall, the Family Portrait novel is a nice addition to the Spy x Family universe. Even though I feel the humor in the series is most effective in illustrated form, it's still nice to have more stories in the canon, especially ones that show new sides to the characters, like the Franky and Yuri stories. Like the movie, it's debatable if this novel should be considered true canon or not, but personally, I don't find anything in it that contradicts canon, at least not yet. So yeah, definitely check out the novel if you haven't already! 😁
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just wanna cuddle with marc☹️😭😭😭
Me too anon!
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Marc Spector x GN!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals •Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | requestinfo• ko-fi •
Summary: Marc needs to be held.
Warnings: soft! Marc, hand jobs, over use of italics, typos, not beta read, railroad sentences, please let me know if I've missed a warning!
Word Count: 718
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Oh for the love of the gods (minus Khonshu) CUDDLE THIS MAN!
He needs it.
Marc totally will not ask for cuddles until your relationship is well established, and even then it’s a struggle for him. 
He tends to just approach you a little nervously, muscles tense, and paws softly at your arm. Hoping that you’ll understand as he glances quickly back and forth between your face and the floor. 
You work out pretty quickly what he needs. 
He just melts into your embrace when you hold him, practically becoming liquid as every part of him relaxes. 
You can feel as his breathing calms and his heartbeat slows
He has to be held to calm down. 
Particularly likes being hugged laying down on the sofa or bed. Likes to snuffle into your chest and warmth and tangle his legs with yours. 
He also likes to lay all over you while you do something else, just so content to be with you, one arm around him, his eyes closed as he feels so safe and wanted. 
Sometimes when he gets overwhelmed in public, he really needs a hug. But doesn’t like to ask for one when there are lots of other people around. However, he is more than happy to give hugs if you ask. 
You get used to this, and the signs that he’s distressed. So you often approach him and ask for a hug. He looks so relieved and silently thanks you as he nods and wraps his arms around you while you do the same, and nuzzles into your embrace.
Fifty percent of the time when you’re in private and laying on the sofa and cuddling that’s all it is, just hugs. But the other fifty percent Marc can’t help but get hard. 
It annoys him, makes him embarrassed and self-conscious. He doesn’t want to get a boner cuddling, doesn’t want you to think that he’s using it as an excuse for something more physical. But it just happens. 
Being close to you and feeling so secure does that to him. 
He still gets embarrassed by it, no matter how many times you reassure him and tell him you don’t mind. 
He still tries to not let it show and gets up to sort himself out in the bathroom, so as not to bother you. 
You can always tell though, long before he tries to move away. Even if his erection isn’t poking into you physically the way he starts to fidget and squirm, the way his breathing hitches gives it away.  
You coax him back into your embrace the second he tries to move away and mutter some nonsense excuse. 
“I know Marc,” you kiss his temple as you pull him gently towards you and palm him through his jogging bottoms. 
The sweet moan he tries to muffle is like music to your ears.
You get him to relax against you, his back to your chest in between your legs as you tease his length over the top of his clothes. 
Your other arm holding him tightly and wrapped around his chest. He whimpers into your bicep, holding onto your arm and just sinking into the sensation of your hand. 
When you slip under his waistband he eagerly lifts his hips and helps you pull down his sweat pants and boxers to his thighs. 
He keeps his eyes closed, tries to keep his sounds and breathing under control as you softly tease him. 
You run your fingers over his cock, smear the precum down his length and give him a few loose pumps to get a reaction. 
The second he jolts or bucks, moans or hisses, you slow back down and repeat the process all over again. 
It’s not until there are tears in the corners of his eyes and wetting his long lashes that he mutters out a whimpered, “please.” 
Then you give him exactly what he needs. 
Stroking him exactly how he craves, firm and consistent, neither slowing or speeding up as he whines and chases his high. 
His thighs always shake when he gets close. 
So you pull up his shirt just enough so that he can splatter his cum all over his stomach. 
Always comes with a whine and pressing his face into your arm, needing to be as close to you as possible. 
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I don't know your rules for HC requests but could you do like- the more "I need to look nice" characters having a s/o with really nice long hair who suddenly buzzes it without warning? No real reason just impulse "It'll grow back so why not?"
Sure! I went with Ran, Mitsuya, Emma, Rindou, Sanzu and Hakkai for this one!
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Ran- He is so dramatic about it, just a silly little guy mourning your hair. He acts like someone has just died, while you just stare at him like 🤨. Eventually he calms down a bit, turns to you, realises how good you look and does a complete 180. Starts complimenting you like crazy instead and admiring your hair.
Mitsuya- Was a bit busy with work when you did it, his mind was so occupied that he didn't even notice it was you at first and walked straight past. After you softly call his name, his head whips around and he immediately comes back to you, pulling you into a sweeping hug. He loves it, like he loves everything else about you.
Emma- She smiles when she first sees it but does ask a bunch of questions about it. She's just fully aware of how sometimes people change hair styles when going through things and wants to make sure you're ok. Once she finds out the reason, she's totally happy for you though! Then wants to take a bunch of pictures with you and go out to celebrate your new look!
Rindou- He's a little blunt but immediately asks if you like it, to him it matters more that you're happy with it then him. After you say yes then he nods, saying that he likes it too. He's a tiny bit disappointed that he didn't get to help you with it but still appreciates the nice surprise.
Sanzu- Stares a lot at first with an expression you can't quite read. Eventually he compliments it but you catch him staring all throughout the day (he's actually just admiring your new look). Goes out at one point and comes back with some different hair care stuff for you, saying you'll likely need different products now.
Hakkai- "you look like an angel" he didn't mean to mutter out the compliment straight away, but he was just so caught off guard. Blushes after, but slowly gives you more compliments all throughout the day.
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☆༉ — CHRIS STURNIOLO. The unwritten rule.
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about. Everyone knows the rule, don't fall in love with your best friend's boyfriend.
a/n. This is the Chapter 1, I hope it sounds interesting to you. My first language is not English, you will read this under this warning. m.list!
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I liked him first, but it does not matter. I still like it, although that doesn't matter either or at least it's not supposed to.
Anna and Chris were kissing. Try not to pay attention, but when you're the only person in the room who's not with someone else, it's a hard thing to do. Besides, the movie Anna had chosen she had already seen.
More than once. 
Thirty-seven times, to be exact. 
I know it's a lot, but Anna really liked me, and it's better than what happens in my house, including services or news. and Not to mention the comedies from years ago. Dad's favorites, or mom's DVD's, made with images of her in different cooking competitions. Since he entered the "fabulous video cooking family", has been "studying" herself and other cooks via video, to see how she can "improve her prep work."
Yes, I have seen my mother chopping onions and then criticizing herself.
So you can see why I prefer to watch a movie and why, as of now, I'm on watch number thirty-seven of "boy meets girl," girl melts for the boy, boy falls in love with girl, boy gets cancer and dies while the girl is brave and only cries once, in the end, when the boy says, "I'll wait for you," and then dies.
I admit that I cried the first time I saw it. And the second. But by the third time, I started wondering about the girl's best friend, which appears at periodic intervals throughout the film to support the girl, usually providing ice cream and/or doing something stupid like hooking her skirt in the door and crying to get away.
Anyway, for the third time, I started wondering about the best friend. "Why does she have to be clumsy and absurd? Doesn't she get tired of showing support, and eating ice cream? Well, maybe not so much of the latter."
How does the best friend really live? She has to do something when she's not losing her skirt or saying: "Oh, you are so brave!" Until now, the best friend had been the substitute... At least in my mind: A secret heroin user. That was the week Chris called Anna to watch an Indian movie about the model who was skinny from heroin use and how everyone told her how beautiful she was until she died. I ended up going with them, because Anna said she wanted someone to talk to when the boring stuff hit.
But what I saw of the movie was great, I went back and watched it with my mom later. She said it was "depressing." But at least I could see the reality of the matter, she was: 
1. A spy (because hellooo, obviously she's awesome!).
2. A super heroine who is trying to save the world while maintaining her disguise as a mild-mannered clumsy girl (another obvious, but awesome point).
3. She is in love with the boy, they love each other behind his back, and they have secret meetings, when the girl is in one of her musical performances and the boy tells his best friend that he really loves her, but I don't want to hurt the girl, and the best friend agrees, because she is a really good person despite the fact that she is totally in love with her best friend's boyfriend.
This last one is, well, I try not to think about it, but I really do. I do it because I can see what happens in the movie, I mean, the best friend is a nice person. Actually, it is. 
She can't help because of the way she feels about the boy. She really can't. Trust me on this one. What could it be... Forget it. I am, I'm that girl who likes her friend's boyfriend. In the world of friendship, I'm horrible. Everyone knows this rule: "Never fall in love with your best friend's boyfriend."
I know, I do and I don't love Chris. He is Anna's boyfriend. She is crazy about him. If he moved his head a little, he could see them kissing. I know they're together, I know they're Anna and Chris now. 
I don't look at them, I don't need to remember that they are together and, besides, I know that if I look it will hurt a lot.
So I saw the movie. Maybe the best friend is a secret assassin from the future, and has come through time to make sure the evil scientist is stopped before he destroys humanity. 
Someone throws the sofa cushions on my head.
"Ada” What if I forget is what is going to happen next?
Anna laughs and makes me look back.
She smiles at me, her lips not next to Chris's any longer. 
"So, are you coming with us tonight or what?”
I pretend to stretch so I can look at the clock, it's only ten. It's also early to say I have to go home. I'm going to have to settle for a reason why I can't go with her.
"Can't. Mom wants me to get up at five in the morning to go shopping with her. She is doing further testing of how her recipes work in case she gets the call.”
"Why do they have to go?" Chris asks.
"My dad can't because of his hip, and she wants someone there to help her."
That is a lie, my mother doesn't need help when she is grocery shopping. She knows every grocery store within a fifty mile radius, like she knows the way to our house.
She knows where they produce and where they are stored to get the newest and best products, especially that stores are open late in case inspiration strikes you.
Mom is intensely and strongly focused on creating recipes. She enters cooking competitions all the time, and has always come in fourth place, which is kind of like the consolation prize in the kitchen. She says she's happy, but she's not.
Mom wants to win a contest finally. I know she does. She likes to cook, she likes to make recipes, but apparently she also enters each and every cooking competition there is. She keeps a very low profile, especially compared to some of the other "contestants" I've met, but I was there and it motivated her to keep going.
She's always felt that unity, I think. I mean, there's a reason I quickly learned to play "go fish" with dad and not with her when I was little I won at least a few times with dad. This year he sent them one and is now practicing twenty recipes to "cook with the fabulous family." This is a low number in the contested world, at least among fans, but Mom decided the key is to really focus on "a few dishes."
Dad and I have been eating for a while now because he wants to be ready for when my mom doesn't believe in "yes" when it comes to cooking competitions, she gets the call. Unfortunately all of this, and that's the problem with having a best friend who has known you since you were five. Twelve years of friendship means that Anna knows almost everything about me and my family. 
"She doesn't need you to go” Anna says. “She knows where everything is in every supermarket around here, and she never needs your help before shopping. She has a system and all that.”
But of course this doesn't help with the excuse at all.
"Maybe Ada doesn't want to go to the party" Chris says, looking at the framed photo of Anna that was hanging on the end of the wall. I took it last year, when I signed up for the photography course I thought it would be an easy "A". It was a tough "B", with a lot of bad photos on my part, but Anna's image is good.
She was sitting on the front steps, looking into the distance, and I was on the timer and running so fast that I accidentally managed to get into the engraving when I was running back to the camera to see if it was still working.
I messed up a little with the photo, but Anna almost shines in it, pushing from the blur that went after a ghostly glow.
“She wants to go,” Anna tells Chris, and then taps me with her foot. “I heard Rob might be there."
I shrug, Rob is in my English and chemistry classes, he's sweet.. He is also madly in love with Anna. However, unlike most boys who are madly in love with Anna, He knows he has no chance with her. So he's decided he loves me. Today at school he asked me if I was going to be at the party tonight, and I saw him start to ask Anna if she was coming too. She left me then I remembered that she has a boyfriend, I saw him reminding her that she was supposed to like me.
"Don't you think it's cute?" Anna asks me.
"He's fine" He is, he has eyes, a nose and a mouth and his hair doesn't look like it was cut by a lawn mower. His clothes aren't horrible, he doesn't smell or spit when he talks.
"Therefore, come with us. There's always room in Chris's car, I know. The whole school could fit in your car, which is fine! Brilliant!” She sets her eyes on me.
I smile, because there is always room in Chris's car. He drives a van, and Anna hates it. She wants Chris to get his parents a new car, and since then they started dating a little more six weeks ago.
"I like my car" this time Chris speaks.
I allow myself to look at him for a few seconds, taking a look at his dark hair, his bright, intense eyes.
"I can't go" they both look at me. “I mean, I can, but I'm really tired and I have to eat cheese cereal and corn and rice casserole for dinner again and my stomach hurts, I mean, it's the fourth night in a row I've had to eat it, so I'd rather go home.”
"Please," Anna asks.
"I'm too full of corn and rice to do anything fun."
"You're full, good" He shakes his head in denial and then lets out a sigh. “Alright, go home. You leave me and Chris and I go to the party.”
"Go have fun."
"We will" is coming. “I like it if you're there, I always like it if you're there,” he looked at Chris again, a quick glance one last time before I left.
He looks at me, for a second, a crazy second.
I stand up and smiled saying goodbye and good night. I walk to my car, thinking about what it will be like to sit next to him.
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HIII if you’re able to do it can you make headcannons on what Simon would do if he saw the reader hurt
Also if you want can you also make some if he saw the reader severely hurt?
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Thank you so much, friend! I'll split this into two "portions", as it were, one for just a mild injury, and one for a more severe one.
Minor injury:
Kind of depends on the circumstances, really.
Granted, he doesn't like seeing you hurt no matter what, but if it's from something like you wiping out like someone from those "fail compilation" youtube videos, he's probably gonna laugh at you for a bit before he helps you up lmao.
Probably a quick "y'alright, love?" in between some chuckles.
He'll help you up, get you patched up, and let you be on your way.
Don't let him fool you though, he does baby you a bit when you're dealing with anything more than a scraped knee.
Fond of forcing you to just sit back and let him take care of everything in those circumstances, really.
Sprained ankle? Bedrest. Broken wrist? Bedrest. Slept wrong and now your neck's sore? More bedrest.
With anyone else, he's a big fan of the "rub some dirt on it and walk it off" approach, but he tends to favor you. (Gee. Wonder why lmao)
Major injury:
Everyone in the immediate vicinity had better get the hell out of his way if they know what's good for them, because he's hauling you to the hospital.
No, he's not waiting for an ambulance. He'll get you there faster than an ambulance could, anyway. Even if he has multiple cop cars on his tail as he gets there.
He tries to turn on the autopilot in his brain, tries to let his basic medical training take over so he can at least stabilize you somewhat before he takes you. But it's hard when you're lying there, unconscious and bleeding out.
Simon is a wreck as he waits for any word on your condition. Plenty of pacing, with an incredibly short fuse to match. He'll probably call one of the 141 to let them know what's going on, and with a thinly-veiled plea for them to come to the hospital.
A lot of guilt eats at him. Guilt for not being there when it happened, or for not protecting you from it if he was in attendance.
Doesn't matter if it was just a very unfortunate accident, the shame still wracks him.
He thinks back to his family. His mum, Tommy, Beth, Joseph. He couldn't protect them, either.
It'll take some time for him to accept the notion that whatever happened to you wasn't his fault.
Once you're awake, he's... quiet. Contemplative. Spends a lot of time just sitting by your side, holding your hand and rubbing a thumb along the skin there.
He gets a bit more overbearing after you're home. Won't really let you do much for yourself, insisting on helping you with just about everything.
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What kind of desert do you think Kurt would like? Is there any German deserts in particular he would like?
This is an interesting questions, thank you. So...
We don't really know a lot of what he likes in canon, however I seem to remember to have read that he is fond of chocolate and biscuits, which means I'm going from there.
I'd like to think, that Kurt is something we call a "Naschkatze" where I'm from. Don't know if it's used in other parts as well, but it's quite common from where I'm from. It's basically someone who loves to nibble on sweets as often as they can. Literally translate to "snacking cat" or "nibbeling cat"
He's got a sweet tooth, you could say. So, going from there:
He loves pastry. Doesn't matter if it's cake or cookies or cupakes, he loves it. If it got chocolate? He's in heaven. So, it's good that he's from Germany because we've got some really good cakes, if I may say so:
Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte: This is one of the most stereotypical cakes that you can find when looking up "German Cakes" but it's really good. It traditionally consists of several layers of chocolate sponge cake, cherries, cherry liqueur, whipped cream and chocolate rasps. It named after the "Schwarzwald" which is a region in Baden-Wüttenberg, the "neighbour" of Bavaria. It's really tasty and I'd like to think that he would love that.
Baumkuchen: Literellay means "tree cake", originating from it's looks. It consists of several layers of dough when baking it, making it look like the age rings of a tree. It's art to explain, but it's really good, one of my favourites actually.
Kalter Hund: Literally "Cold dog", also referred to as "Kalte Schnauze" or "Kalter Platt". I think this would be one of his all-time favourites because it not only consists of chocolate but also of biscuits. It is made from layers of chocolate cookies and a cream of chocolate and coconut oil. There are different variations of it, which can differ in the ingredients used. It's a little harder to make, at least in my experience, but it's really worth it.
Pudding: Kurt is in love with this stuff, especially chocolate, however only when it's hommade. The incredibly overly sweet stuff from the stores does not taste good in his opinion, so he refuses to eat it. He may have a sweet tooth but not that sweet.
Spekulatius: Another typical german sweet, that's an alltime favourite among Germans. It's usually just sold during Christmas time, due to the different spices that are used for it.
Mousse au Chocolat: Of course he's not restricted to German desserts only. It's a french dessert and since France is a neighbour of Germany it's not that far-feched that he loved it growing up. It's fluffy, it's chocolate... What more could he ask for?
Grießbrei mit Roter Grütze: "Semolina porridge with red fruit jelly" It's not really a dessert but it's quite famous and I personally know many many Germans who love it, me included.
Germknödel mit Vanillesoße: Germknödel are a traditional specialty of Austrian and Bavarian cuisine and are also popular in other regions of the Alpine countries. They are steamed yeast dumplings filled with a plum jam filling (Zwetschgenröster). Although the classic version is filled with plum jam, there are also variations of yeast dumplings with other fillings such as poppy seeds, apricots or curd cheese. Personally, I have always loved the fruit filling. Top it with vanilla sauce and poppy seed sugar and it's perfect.
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It's a bit much, but there are so many good desserts. In general I think he loves anything with chocolate in it, as long as it's real chocolate and not some fake stuff from the industries. He prefers usually darker chocolate but especially in cake she doesn't mind so much. He also likes a bit more heavy desserts such as Germknödel or Grießbrei, especially since he's from Bavaria where such desserts are more common, from my experience. You are welcome to correct me though.
Hope this was helpful :)
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Jungwon
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Imagine: Jungwon as your sub:
Pairing: sub!Jungwon x femdom!reader
Warning: light smut, BDSM themes, petplay, free use, implied mommy kink
• Funishments: He loves bratting, but that does come with a prize (a very fun one). He doesn't necessarily always get punished if it's not that serious, but he receives funishments all the time (Which is something he doesn't mind at all). 
So when he's getting naughty, you quickly pull him aside, and teach him a little lesson. This mostly involves spanking or any other type of impact play. As long as he gets bossed around, he's happy. Just for fun, you still make him apologize for whatever he did to get into this position.
One of his ways to set you off, is by acting like a brat in public. Because that makes it harder for you to discipline him without other people noticing. But if you can't wait to get back home, you just pull him away from your surroundings, into an alleyway. Give him some good smacks and make him kiss your shoes to prove he'll behave.
His real punishments are not so fun, tho. These can vary all the way from writing lines, to spending a week in a chastity belt.
• Pet: You guys established that you are his owner. He had always dreamed about a relationship like that. The possessiveness and care that comes with it drives him crazy (in a good way). 
He regresses quit a lot to petspace, mostly as a cat/kitten. And you've noticed that he even has some cat mannerisms. Like how he loves getting back scratches, and he can't resist the urge to wipe something off of the table (which also reminds you that no matter how cute he is, he'll always be a brat at heart). 
You decided to buy a cage for him, which he now uses as his comfort place, when he misses you. But off course it also gets used for timeouts. The whole cage is filled with blankets, pillows, stuffies and things that remind him of you. Sometimes he'll steal your used clothes and put it in there. Or he'll spray your perfume on the blankets.
• Free use: If you want it, you get it. Jungwon has no issue with that. You can grope him whenever you want, even when he's sleeping. He hates initiating these sorts of things, so he wants you to do it. It makes him feel desired.
Sometimes you'll visit his workplace to see his hard work for yourself. Then you can't resist sneaking him away from the group into an empty studio. Especially right after you see him dance, you just want to give him a little reward.
It's really fascinating. Because his reactions are always a surprise. Sometimes he'll act shy and really flustered like 'm-mommy, why so sudden?'. Other times he'll get such a big rush of adrenaline that he'll immediately flash you a naughty smile and acts all sassy like 'damn why did it take you so long, can't you see I've been starving?'.
☆ Choosing Game: ☆
(● = his choice/preference)
1)
○ rewards
● punishments/funishments
2) 
● getting spoiled by Domme
○ servicing his Domme
3)
● petplay
○ ageplay
4) 
○ obedient
● BRAT
5)
○ praise
● degradation
(He loves getting slut-shamed, even though he's not a slut at all)
6)
○ bondage
● impact play 
(One way to drive him crazy is by taking off his own belt, and using it to whip him)
7)
● exhibitionist 
○ voyeur
(Loves it when you make him strip)
8)
● low protocol 
○ high protocol
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Shadow in TailsTube
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I'm probably late to the conversation, and I wasn't really going to address this in the first place, but this was on my mind lately (mainly after re-watching SonicHub's video on the matter) and I was left wondering - do people really hate Shadow's portrayal in TailsTube?
Because I will be honest, I was completely fine with it... which might come as a surprise to some, because you're probably aware just how much I hate the idea of Vegeta!Shadow.
Except, I re-watched the whole Tailstube episode again, and while Shadow does have an edge to him, it's not that bad as people imply it to be. In fact, I found Shadow banter with Sonic charming, and it genuinely baffled me when I saw comments about how this episode supposedly shows that Shadow ''hates'' Sonic.
Nowhere in the episode did Shadow say that he hates Sonic. In fact, it's Sonic who points out they never really get along and Shadow agrees that from the moment they met they've been at odds - which is TRUE! We saw it in Sonic Adventure 2 and canon establishes, even in shows like Sonic Prime, that Sonic and Shadow will always be at odds even when they work together due to their differing approaches to a situation.
I know that there was also Shadow's comment of ''And yet when you're near me, I feel repulsed.'', but that was a response to Sonic's comment of ''I don't know. I think my magnetic personality is quite attractive.'', which frankly reads more as Sonic flirting with Shadow and Shadow just firing back a response.
As a matter of fact, the whole Tailstube episode really reads more like SEGA is leaning into the Sonadow relationship, especially with Tails' comment of ''opposites attract'' and the fact that, despite their banter, Shadow and Sonic have a lot of respect for each other and Sonic even trolls Shadow a bit.
Not only that, but we also saw Sonic and Shadow agreeing with each other that they would work together for the sake of saving the world, as well as a bit of their rivalry/competitiveness when Tails gets them to compliment each other. Furthermore, Shadow's the one who challenges Sonic to a race, meaning that he's fine with spending time with Sonic.
In the end, my conclusion is that SEGA's direction of Shadow's character is to write him as a tsundere - being aloof and irritable on the outside, but also caring and kind on the inside, which is a direction I'd agree on... so long as they show a bit more of his deredere side, because we already see plenty of the tsuntsun side of him.
#Sonic Cyber Revolution (Masterlist)
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Schoolyard Crush
[This is originally posted to twt as threads, but I'm posting the parts here as a full bit and will update as it updates]
Preschool teacher Steve/Single Dad Eddie
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Steve knows he's not allowed to play favorites. All of his kids are amazing (except Daniel, that kid is a rabid chipmunk in a human suit). But most of them are fantastic.
Minnie, though. She's probably his favorite. Big eyes and thousand-watt smile every time Steve comes in the building. He's only been at the job a few months, but every day reminds him why he took the job in the first place. Especially with kids like Minnie, who always grabs "Mr. Steve's" hand and drags him over to do puzzles or read one of the Dr. Seuss books in the little corner library.
As Mother's Day approaches, the other teachers in his pod get the kids set up to make hand-flower bouquets for their mother-figures. Some do it for their grandmother, others for older siblings, some do two for both mom's.
Minnie tugs on Steve's pant leg while he's helping Braden with his hand prints.
"What's up, Minnie-moo?"
"How do I spell 'daddy'?" she asks, a D and A already written on her vase. She's always been so smart.
Steve helps her spell it out, not even questioning it.
He doesn't know a lot about her home life, but maybe she has a dad she considers a mom as well. Kids are always figuring things out as much as their limited experiences can help them understand.
He's not entirely incorrect. At some point, Minnie wants to show off her dad, grabbing Steve by the hand and taking him over to the wall of family photos in the room that he hasn't actually looked at too closely before.
"That's my daddy!" Minnie says excitedly, pointing to a picture of a curly-haired blast-from-the-past smiling at the camera, Minnie clutched in his arms. Steve's not sure how he didn't put two and two together before. Minnie's hair is the same wild curly brown, her eyes too big in an adorable doll-like way, and her clothes a mix of baby band t-shirts and tutus.
"That's your dad?" he asks to clarify.
"Yep!" Minnie says proudly before walking away, leaving Steve staring at the smiling face of his high school crush like it's not the revelation it really is.
Eddie Munson, notorious metalhead shit-stirrer — who Steve was pretty sure was as gay as he is — is the father of his favorite kid. Somehow, that figures. Steve's always had poor judgement.
It's not until a couple of days later that Steve gets the reality check.
It's recess, Minnie running around the playground with her friends when Eddie shows up, in the flesh. He doesn't stop Steve right away, leaning against the gate to watch his daughter screech and giggle with her friends. He looks good, because of course he does, he always has. But it's been 8 years since Steve's seen him and he's a man now, not the awkward, table-top-rant nerd he was in high school.
Steve takes a chance.
"Mr. Munson," he greets with faux happiness, his heart rabbiting in his chest. He keeps his body turned toward the playground, as per protocol, but mostly so he doesn't have to look in Eddie's stupidly beautiful eyes. He wants to look, but he fights it.
It doesn't matter, though, because as soon as Eddie mutters a shocked but quiet, "Steve?" he knows he's done for.
Before Steve can respond, Minnie comes running up to the gate screeching excitedly.
“Daddy! Daddy! This is Mr. Steve!”
Steve watches Eddie’s eyes soften so quickly at the presence of his daughter that it makes Steve’s teeth ache.
“I know, sweetie,” Eddie says, turning those same soft eyes on Steve now. “I’ve known Mr. Steve a very long time.”
Minnie’s head tilts like a puppy and Steve has the sudden urge to squeeze her until she pops. “What? But Mr. Steve is new here. And you’re too old for him to be your teacher.”
Steve slaps a hand over his mouth to cut off the cackle that nearly escapes. Yep, that’s Eddie’s kid alright.
Eddie, meanwhile, has gone ruby in the face, sputtering at his daughter’s lack of a social filter.
Steve takes pity on him, though he’s still snickering a little as he swings Minnie up into his arms. She giggles delightedly and boops Steve on the nose.
“I wasn’t your daddy’s teacher, Minnie-moo. I was his classmate. Kind of like how you have classmates here,” he explains.
Minnie’s eyes go wide at that. “Were you best friends like me and Grace?!”
Now it’s Steve’s turn to blush. He looks at Eddie for help, finding his own confusion about how to answer her reflected back at him.
“Uh, not exactly,” Steve starts. “But maybe… we could be?”
The last part is said directly to Eddie, who looks a little shocked at the question.
“Oh, uh. Yeah.” Eddie nods, curls bouncing. “Best friends who… maybe get dinner together? Friday?”
Steve can feel his blush deepen. He hasn’t seen heads or tails of Eddie in 8 years and the man is just… asking him out on a date? While Steve’s holding his child? How does Eddie even know Steve might be into that?
Then, Eddie’s eyes dart down to Steve’s work polo, and Steve puts it together. Eddie’s eying the rainbow pin there. Steve’s suddenly grateful for his boss that lets him wear it. The kids just think it’s pretty, but it’s really coming in handy right now.
“Yeah, Friday,” Steve agrees.
“Seven?”
“Seven is perfect.”
Suddenly, Minnie makes an indignant noise, a pout on her lips. “But I’ll be with Grampa on Friday.”
‘Grampa’ must be the older gentleman that normally picks Minnie up, Steve supposes.
“That’s the idea, kiddo. Time to go,” Eddie says, shooting a subtle wink Steve’s way.
Steve gets her passed off to the front office girl, still standing near the gate as Eddie and Minnie take their leave. Eddie stops by the gate once more, Minnie’s head resting on his shoulder while she fiddles with a band pin on his jacket, still looking put out.
“Seven on Friday.”
“Seven on Friday,” Steve confirms. Then, much lower: “You can tell me how you became a daddy.”
Eddie’s smile turns a little wicked, a flash of high-school Eddie rushing to the front of Steve’s mind.
“Well, Mr. Steve, if we’re 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 friends, I can show you as well.”
Steve inhales sharply, listening to Eddie’s responding cackle as he starts walking away.
Friday it is.
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Steve's not sure he's ever been so nervous for a date before. Which is ridiculous because he knows Eddie. He's known Eddie since he was 15. Surely that has to count for something? But no, the moment he sees Eddie at the table, everything Steve knows leaves his brain in a rush.
Dinner is nice. Great food, better company, but the biggest question is still harping on him.
"Go ahead," Eddie prompts after a time, "Ask."
Steve blushes, knowing he's been clocked. "Sure, yeah. Um... so... Minnie."
Eddie snorts, clearing his throat with a drink of his wine, like he's lubricating his throat for the answer.
Okay, bad thought.
DOWN BOY.
"Minnie is mine, in case you're wondering."
Steve blinks, taken aback.
"Yeah, clearly. Same—" he gestures to Eddie, "everything."
Eddie grins, nodding. "Yeah, clearly. Her other dad is..." Eddie pauses, visibly recalibrating several explanations. "His IUD failed," he settles on. "We weren't dating, just casual, but he got pregnant anyway. And I'm the idiot who didn't wrap it before I tapped it."
Steve waits on baited breath, knowing there's more.
"He wanted to... terminate," Eddie continues. "Even made a couple of appointments, but never went through with them. He never wanted kids and I respected that! It's not my body, ya know? But I think part of me always hoped. And then he made me a deal: he would go through with the pregnancy in exchange for relinquishing all parental rights. No child support, no contact, total single parent life."
Eddie shrugs, like that's just the way the cookie crumbles and not like it was a drastic life decision.
"And I got Minnie out of it," he says, pride clear in his voice. Steve melts, seeing the obvious love in Eddie's voice. "And I wouldn't change a thing about it."
Steve nods, not getting it personally, but empathetic nonetheless. "She's a fantastic person. You've done an amazing job raising her," he says, reaching across to take Eddie's hand. It feels over-familiar, but Eddie doesn't pull away, just turns his hand to interlace their fingers together.
"And you've taught her so much since you started. Every day she comes home and it's 'Mr. Steve' this and
'Mr. Steve' that. I swear, I don't know how I didn't put it together sooner." Steve chuckles despite the way his face heats at the praise. He takes another drink, just to steel himself before he says, "Well, now you've told me how you became a daddy... Still up to show me?"
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They barely make it back to Steve's fully clothed. Eddie had offered up his place, but Steve didn't want the first time he's in Eddie and Minnie's house to be marked by sex they're apparently both eager to engage in.
Plus he really hopes this isn't the only time this will happen, or be the only date they go on, so he can wait to see the more domestic parts of Eddie's life until they have the "what are we?" talk.
Steve nearly leaves his cardigan in the Uber after it was yanked off by Eddie who apparently has no qualms about exhibitionism (Steve leaves a hefty tip in apology), but they managed to stumble into his apartment still mostly in-tact.
Eddie backs him against the front door the moment they're inside, his lips planted against Steve's throat.
"Tell me what you want, sweet boy," Eddie murmurs, seemingly careful not to leave any damning marks on him. Steve would let him if he knew it wouldn't subject him to a world of shit at work on Monday. His coworkers are nosey, and the kids are likely to ask how he got a bruise on his neck without realizing what it is.
"I already told you what I wanted," Steve groans, his hands fisted in Eddie's shirt, contemplating the merits of ripping it off entirely.
Eddie chuckles, a dark thing, and pulls back to look at Steve with dangerous clarity. His thigh is wedged between Steve's, right up against his rapidly growing erection, and Steve's practically vibrating with need.
"Remind me again what that was, sweetheart," Eddie prompts, grinding his hips forward and his thigh up, knocking a shaky moan from Steve's panting lips.
"Ah! Want- want you to show me—" he chokes out, rutting down against Eddie's leg, cursing the layers between them.
"Gonna have to be more specific," Eddie teases, even though he's already working on the buttons of Steve's shirt.
Steve's brain is already fuzzy, rutting mindlessly against Eddie's thigh while Eddie works his shirt open enough to attach his lips to his collarbone. There he finally sucks a mark in the safe zone, the first of many, Steve hopes.
“I w-want you to show me how you became a daddy,” Steve stutters out, fully yanking on Eddie’s shirt at this point. He needs him naked and inside him yesterday.
“Good boy.”
It’s a flurry of rushed movements after that. Clothes go flying, Steve trips on his way to the bedroom like he doesn’t know where he’s going, and Eddie’s laugh lights him up inside.
Eddie pins him to the bed, staring down with stars in his eyes.
“You want me to be your daddy, baby?” he asks, running his hands up Steve’s sides in a way that’s too ticklish for the words he’s saying. “Fuck you raw and keep you full ‘til it takes?”
Steve whimpers, reaching for Eddie’s arms to tug him down.
“Yes, daddy. Please,” Steve pants. Eddie’s cock brushes against his own every time Steve’s hips jump, needing to feel him. “Want it. Want your baby. Give your daughter a sibling.”
Eddie groans and captures his mouth in a filthy kiss before reaching for the lube.
Steve’s mind — and mouth — run through all kinds of scenarios while Eddie opens him up. If only he could get pregnant. Steve’s always wanted kids, a big family, a partner to love and kids to spoil. Maybe 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 could do that for him. It’s way too soon, but —
“Fuck, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦,” Eddie moans, sucking another mark into the crease where’s Steves hip meets his thigh, three-fingers deep already. “You gotta shut up before I tie you down and keep you forever.”
“Want it, want it,” Steve repeats, past the point of caring that he’s a pathetic begging mess. “Please, daddy. Give it to me!”
And he does. Eddie’s careful when he finally presses in, but Steve’s having none of it. He wants this fast and dirty. They can make love later. He needs Eddie to breed him over and over until nature and the universe rewrites itself.
Eddie’s hammering at his insides, one hand jerking Steve off, the other holding himself up as he sucks another mark right over Steve’s heart. 
"𝘋𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺!" is all the warning Steve gets out before he’s cumming hard, back bowing and blood boiling.
“Steve, baby, 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬!" Eddie grunts, finding his own end deep inside Steve.
It won’t take, but Steve can pretend it does. He can hold Eddie close like they’ve been doing this all their life and will keep doing it forever.
“God, I hope so, baby,” Eddie breathes against his neck.
Oops, apparently Steve was thinking out loud again.
“Me too, daddy,” he says nonsensically.
Eddie snorts and kisses the side of his sweaty throat. He leaves his face buried there while they attempt to come back down, just breathing together.
After a moment, Eddie mumbles, almost too quietly for Steve’s ears to pick up: “How many dates do I have to take you on until we can tell Minnie?”
Steve’s heart stops and restarts. Eddie wants to do that? Roleplaying was one thing, but he actually wants his daughter to know they’re… what? Dating? Officially together? Trying to get pregnant even though that’s not going to work?
Okay, maybe not the last part. She’s only 4. 
“Um,” Steve hesitates, swallowing around a dry lump. “It’s your call, Eddie. You already know I love her.”
Eddie nods against his shoulder and tucks in tighter against him.
They don’t have to figure it out yet. They have time.
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