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writingwife-83 · 11 days

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When Ben turned to the dark side of the Force in The Rise of Kylo Ren comics, Rey in the Jakku desert felt cold. They have always been connected, even before they met. Now imagine what Ben must have felt when Rey was born. When she was born, Ben was 10 years old and at that age he was sent to Luke's Jedi Academy. He missed Han and Leia a lot and there were certainly moments when he was very sad because of his parents' distance, especially in the first days of living at the Jedi Academy. But perhaps Rey's birth made an inexplicable joy well up in his heart that brought him a little comfort, even if he didn't know the origin of that happiness in his heart. I wish this became canon. 🥺

Well thanks a lot for that. 😭 No, but really, this is a great HC and I completely accept it! I feel like it would be something like this…

Hope Is Born

Ben pulled the covers up tighter around him, trying and failing to make himself comfortable. He hated the stiff bed and the scratchy blankets and the cold that never seemed to go away in this place, even with a fire nearby. This wasn’t home, and he didn’t want it to be.

What Ben wanted was his mother; wanted her to come tuck him in and tell him a story, to ruffle his hair and tell him he was looking more like his father every day. Then Ben would ask when his father would be home and his mother would get a faraway look in her eyes before smiling and giving him a vague answer like, ‘before you know it.’ And when his father was there, the bedtime stories would do nothing to tire him out, instead thrilling him and fueling adventurous dreams.

His little chin quivered in the next breath, anger quickly replacing the soft feelings for his parents as he remembered the things he used to hear them saying about him when they thought he was asleep. He hated them for sending him away. Uncle Luke was teaching him that anger and hate were wrong. But sometimes, in the quiet darkness, it felt good to let those emotions well up in him and embrace them. To imagine making them all sorry for all the times they’d hurt and rejected him. Sometimes the voices in his head praised him for those thoughts…

Suddenly, Ben’s eyes flew open. He sat up on his little cot, breathing heavily as his heart pounded and the hair on his arms stood on end. He nearly cried out for his uncle because of what he felt. The only reason he didn’t was because he wasn’t afraid. Instead, he felt…

Ben felt warm, for the first time since he’d come to Ossus. He felt warm and comforted. He was still surrounded by the darkness of night in his little tent, and yet somehow he could swear everything around him seemed brighter, more vibrant, and clearer.

He lay down again, the initial adrenaline slowly wearing off and leaving an intense peace in its wake. It felt as if he’d been hugged by his mother, told by his father that they loved him and were so proud, and then gently tucked in. It felt as if he’d been given everything he knew he needed and more in that one moment. As if someone out there was telling him it would all be ok.

For the first time in some weeks, Ben Solo shut his eyes, feeling completely calm. No voices to keep him up and haunt him, no anger or fear. He couldn’t tell exactly what it was, but he knew that something good had happened somewhere out there in the galaxy. It made him feel special to be a part of it, to have been able to feel it so intensely. Maybe it wouldn’t last, but it gave him something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Hope.

#wifey answers things #reylo #ben solo #young Ben solo #reylo hc #I just had to write this little thing #his childhood absolutely breaks me #especially since I’m the mother of an only son #with behavior issues #*sigh*#anyway #i’ll have to post this on ao3 soon #hope you like!

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soulsilvers · 2 months

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twitterinas have taken a brave stance against the highest form of misogyny in our society which literally kills millions of women yearly: lesbians headcanoning the girl in a m-m-f trio as a lesbian

#I GET WHY UNDER SOME CIRCUMSTANCES THIS COULD BE KINDA CRINGE so dont patronize me #but i cant take hate towards these hcs seriously when a reylo shipper does it. what makes you think your tastes are any better #maybe some fem characters could actually benefit from going to a dyke bar every now and then #instead of being stuck in a dynamic thats just adam sandler gender roles trying to be girlboss feminist #guess im getting tossed in a meat grinder for making leaf a lesbo

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jasontoddssuper · 1 year

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Ways Jason Todd is not a weirdo:

Is a misogynist

Tries to 'steal' his siblings s/o's

Ways Jason Todd IS a weirdo:

The Lazarus Pit giving him paranormal traits

Is autistic

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talagalaxies · 10 months

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The last post reminds me of the early reylo days in which "reylo are cousins/siblings actually" theories were the strongest (even one claimed that reylo are twins despite canon said they're a decade apart 💀) just to shit on reylo shippers.

Like bruh, do you know what happened to Ben's mom and uncle? Yeah. Even if it's not the case now, would it stop me? No and neither are the shippers back then for hosting "Cousin Ben Week".

The peak incest allegations of reylo to me is that they're aunt and nephew, post-tros. Very hilarious, metal, and my grieving mind at that time wished it was true.

#meh texts #remember when reylo fics needs to have a 'rey and kylo ren are not related' tag on ao3? good times #and if they incest theories/allegations were true #i hc that ben wgaf #he has family trauma High expectations on his shoulders and an abuser in his baggage #incest would be the most normal thing that would happened to his sad life

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fandomshatewomen · 5 months

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different anon but the she deserves better thing is a very often used “”””reason”””” to excuse not liking a ship that involves a bw usually goes hand in hand with “shes strong and independent” and a lot of times also comes with the lesbian hc you mentioned

mod laina here I believe you're here because of this ask

so the whole "she deserves better" is definitely a thing to keep women away from their canon male love interests. but I think what mod ali was specifically talking about is that the man in the canon ship was being called an abuser to keep from shipping him with a nonwhite woman.

which brings me to another example that I'm sure most people will remember

So in the force awakens Rey literally tells Finn to stop grabbing her hand (can't find the gif rn) and LOTS of nonblack fans turned Finn into this abusive character that was inserting himself into rey's life.

So this might not count as a "canon" m/f ship because of course the majority of the fans (cough*nonblack fans*cough) shipped and eventually got Reylo. But I use this gif above because Finn was actually being set up as a classic romantic interest in Rey.

Within the Rey fandom also we see the lesbian headcanon where lots of people wanted Rey to be sapphic but literally had no one to ship her with besides Rose (who she doesn't even meet until a deleted scene in tros) and yes I remember this well.

And as some of you might remember lots of people piled on the hate for John Boyega for shipping FinnRey.

So tldr: the whole "he's abusive" fannish accusation is mostly used when its an interracial m/f ship.

mod laina

#lesbian headcanon #sapphic headcanon #finn x rey #john boyega

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kyber-crystal · 8 days

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requests finally OPEN!

hi!! so b/c i'm on summer break atm i thought i would open my requests back up again. for now they will be just blurbs/hcs/drabbles, BUT if i feel extra inspired, they may turn into full oneshots! here's who i write for below:

top gun (both 1986 and/or 2022): maverick, iceman, hangman, rooster, payback, coyote, bob, fanboy

mcu: steve rogers, peter parker, sam wilson, bucky barnes

star wars: obi-wan, anakin, han solo, luke, cassian, poe, din djarin

mission impossible: ethan hunt, benji dunn, august walker

please check my faq + request guidelines to see more rules as to what/who i won't write (e.g. i will not write smut, ships like obikin/reylo, etc)! happy requesting :) my inbox is right here!

i will be updating this post periodically each time i receive a request!

part 2 to red thread: the wedding, telling the rest of the dagger squad: hangman x reader (not sent through inbox, but i wanted to write this)

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avatarmerida · 2 years

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Just A Moment

Based on this drawing by @kristalldroppar (tagging them now because at the time I don’t think I knew they had a tumblr lol) on Twitter and also a tweet I saw with a HC that I cannot find atm but will link when I do (if you’ve seen it before, you’ll know what it is when you get to that part). It’s so cheesy I could scream. I love it. I’m sorry. Huntlow.

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Hunter couldn’t believe his eyes as he studied the map again to make sure it was correct. They had been doing teased hall day so it was possible his eyes were tired and playing tricks on him but no, they were correct.

He sprang into action, excitedly calling Willow over without a word of explanation before grabbing her writer and leading her outside. She was confused, but did not question it excited to see him so excited. All he said was that he had a surprise for her.

He kept checking the map he had brought and Willow assumed he had found something that might help get them home. He was strict when it came to research schedule, not even allowing himself breaks, so anything that took him away from that must be highly important.

“We’re here!” He declared happily, and gently lead her forward. The carefully descended a tiny hill where the bottom was what appeared to be a wall of branches. They brushed the ground like stage curtains and Hunter ran ahead to pull s all section and part so she could walk through. On the other side, was a small lake as though hidden behind a wall. Willow looked up and saw the walls was the reylo of two grand tree, their branches expanded and merging protecting their secret.

“They’re willows,” whispered Hunter excitedly.

“What?”

“The trees,” he said, noticing her gaze. “They’re willow trees, like you! Well, not trees like you but-.”

“They’re beautiful,” Willow marveled at her namesake, feeling the soft branches her hands, the edges tickling her palms.

“Yeah,” Hunter agreed, definitely not looking at the trees. “Anyway, I saw this place on the map and I thought you’d like it.”

“I do,” she breathed as she looked around, captivated by the collection of greenery. “I really do.”

“Oh wait, I didn’t even tell you the best part,” Hunter beamed, brimming with excitement as he got his map back out and unfurled it to share with her. “Guess what this place is called!”

She looked at where his finger pointed, written in faded bold text was the park’s name and Willow blushed.

“‘Willow Park!’” Exclaimed Hunter reading it as though he still could not believe his eyes. “You’re both Willow Park! Isn’t that crazy? It’s because of the trees but it’s still cool right?”

“Yeah, this is so... amazing.” Willow breathed as she took it all in. “But is there something you needed to study here for your research? Are you seeing if bodies of water have a connective properties to the Isles?”

“No, I uh just saw it had your name and I got excited and wanted to show you,” said Hunter nervously, suddenly worried she was disappointed he had become distracted and abandoned his duties for something frivolous.

“It’s perfect,” she smiled, beyond flattered that he allowed himself to abandon his duties just to show this to her in person.

“Yeah, just like you,” said Hunter relieved, still too excited about her reaction to censor himself.

It was going well, unfolding as he had imagined. She had excitedly ran around the perimeter counting the different specifies of flora and fungi, marveling over the exposed roots and even the variety of weeds. He knew this was not something he had invented and she would have probably found it eventually but he felt proud that she was here because of him. He sat on the small dock above the water, just close enough for his feet to gently kicked the surface as she finished documenting things in her notebook. She deserved this place and it deserved her.

“Sorry,” she said with a content sigh as she walked down the path to sit beside him. “This place is just so amazing, I got carried away. I need to pace myself or I won’t have anything left to explore tomorrow.”

“No worries Captain,” assured Hunter as she sat. “I’m just really glad you like it.”

“Oh my Titan, look at those lily pads!” Willow exclaimed, excitedly placing her hand on his shoulder. “They’re perfect! You know, fun fact about lily pads...”

Willow proceeded to list everything she knew about lily pads, segueing into everything she knew about algae. Hunter listened happily, enjoying the sound her voice and way her face lit up as she spoke. She spoke with her whole body, he had a moving widely to emphasize her point and her feet swinging below her as though dancing to her words like they were a song. The sun began to set, the sky slowly turning pink but she had a permanent aura of pink around her in his eyes. The glow engulfed her like a spotlight and she was the only thing in focus. He felt as though she was the sun and he a sunflower seeing it for the first time every time he saw her and couldn’t help but be drawn to her. He knew this place was famously beautiful but he felt that was only true when she let it surround her. He leaned in closer without realizing it, as she pointed to the plants she was telling him about but his eyes could not leave her.

When she had finished listing her favorite shapes of lily pads, she turned back to face Hunter and found him closer to her. He suddenly looked startled as though he had been interrupted. He was leaning down to her level, but he shouldn’t have any trouble hearing her. Why else would he need to lean down? Why else would he looked so flustered?

“Were you gonna kiss me?” Willow asked.

Hunter froze. She asked the question so calmly, without hesitation, as though she was asking him about the weather. He was embarrassed, although nothing about her tone suggested he should be, and he didn’t have a response ready. He didn’t know what the right answer was.

“Well, I uh, no I wouldn’t do that! No...” he rambled, trying to keep his voice from wavering as he sat up straighter and attempted to save face. “I would never kiss you! I mean, I would! Maybe. I-if you wanted me to, but that’s, I mean... that’s stupid right?”

“It’s not stupid,” she said, whenever he associated himself with being stupid she always nipped it in the bud.

“I-it’s not?”

“No,” replied Willow, her eyes sparkling as she gently kicked the water below. “Did you... wanna kiss me?”

“D-did you want me to?”

“Are you gonnna keep answering my questions with questions?”

“Are you- okay,” he folded his hands and took a deep breath as he tried to channel the part of himself that thrived at making speeches. “The truth is... it has recently come to my attention that I posses... certain feelings... for you.”

“What kind of feelings?”

“Some would call them ‘romantic,’” he said, stretching his neck to turn away from her knowing gaze as he tried to make it all sound so casual.

“I see,” she said as she pretended to adjust her glasses. “Are you one of those people?”

“I-uh,” Hunter began. He had often thought about discussing this with Willow, but he had always hoped that when he did it would be after he had done something cool or heroic or smart and he could use the high of that confidence to get him through it. “I might be... I am. Yes. I do.”

“Oh,” squeaked Willow, only slightly surprised. She had suspected it for awhile and she would be lying if she said the feeling wasn’t somewhat mutual. She thought she had more time before he caught up to her, she was glad she was wrong. “So-,”

“I just don’t have a lot of experience with this type of thing,” he admitted quickly, mistaking her pause to be judgmental rather than reflective. “Any, actually. I don’t have any experience.”

“What? The Golden Guard didn’t leave a trail of broken hearts back on the Isles?” Willow teased, nudging his arm with her elbow.

“Probably a more literal one,” he said with a faint chuckle, her humor helping to ease his panic. “The books in the castle were more educational than romantic and the coven heads certainly never had time to chase romantic ideals, so I don’t have a lot to go off of... but Luz and Amity kept pointing out how I act around and talk about you and I knew it was different than how I am around other people, I just didn’t have a word for it.”

“So... you had a crush on me?”

“Well, ‘have,” technically, present tense,” he said, clearing his throat, his eyes darting between her and the ground. He wasn’t entirely sure if he was saying the right thing. “There was some confusion about the definition of the word at first, such an odd choice to describe attraction if you ask me; I would never want to crush you. Then Luz showed me something called a ‘rom com’ and they all basically end the same way so I guess it’s been on my mind lately.”

“Kissing me?”

He buried his head in his hands and groaned. “Yes,” he said, muffled and defeated. Willow couldn’t help but smile, taking delight in his progress. “And I know there are more important and serious things I should be focusing on, but I just can’t seem to!”

“Oh, so kissing me isn’t important?” Willow teased.

“No!” He said, quickly turning to her in a small panic. He saw the mischievous grin she wore and it softened his face but he felt he was no where closer to getting to his point. What was his point? “I mean, not ‘no, it’s not’ I mean ‘no’ like behave I would never- I’m sorry. It’s not just that, it’s everything about you. When I first found this place I almost didn’t realize it had your name because I’ve gotten used to seeing your name everywhere. Because I really like... oh Titan, this is totally unprofessional.” He buried his head in his hands again.

“Hunter, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” assured Willow. “I mean... I’ve thought about kissing you too.”

“You have?” His face shot up, in shock and disbelief. He suddenly realized his volume and then fake coughed into his hand before lowering his voice, trying to seem more casual. “Uh, when?”

“Um, do you remember last week when we were walking by that tree that had flowers on it?” Began Willow thoughtfully, kicking her feet as she recalled the details. “There were white petals all over the ground and you said it reminded you of snow. Then the wind picked up and you said it felt like winter as it shook the tree. Then a full flower fell off the branch and you caught it. You didn’t snatch it or reach for it you just let it float before it gently landed in the palm of your hand. And then you smiled at me and stuck it behind my ear. I thought about it then.”

She looked up to the sky, recalling the day fondly and with ease as though what she was saying wasn’t flipping his whole world upside down. They sat in silence for a moment as Hunter tried to maneuver the moment and Willow gave him time see the similarities between that time and right now.

“So... when you say you ‘thought about it’ do you mean like you realized it was something that could hypothetically occur in that moment the same way an earthquake or a hurricane could or do you mean you thought about it like you considered doing it?” He asked rambling again. “Just curious.”

“Both.”

“Oh.”

She hoped he understood what that meant and didn’t just admire her complex thinking abilities.

“But then Luz called us back to come in for dinner so there wasn’t really time,” finished Willow, leaning back on her arms and looking to the sky. Unlike now, she thought about adding.

“Oh.” Hunter said again, his mind and heart racing seemingly running in circles as he tried processing what was unfurling. He had confessed to her, and it was going well. How could it be going so well? This was nothing like what he had planned and had she... ? She acknowledged and accepted his feelings but for some reason despite everything she had said he wasn’t totally confident she returned them. Though, it was likely that with his deep rites trust issues he wouldn’t believe her if she said she did.

“You know... you never answered my question,” said a Willow after a moment.

“Really? I feel like I’ve answered a lot of questions,” he said twiddling his thumbs nervously. “W-which one?”

“My first one,” she reminded him.

“Oh right yeah, that one heh,” he said, biting his lip. “I... I wouldn’t even know how. I’d probably find a way to mess it up. Besides it probably wasn’t the right moment.”

He froze, again. Once he started talking he just couldn’t seem to stop. But Willow was loving every second of it. The way he had brought her to most romantic spot she had ever seen and still didn’t think it was romantic enough for their first kiss made her heart twirl.

“So what does the right moment look like?” she asked, pulling her knees in to rest her arms on. She wrinkled her nose and looked at him with shining eyes as the rose colored sky extending its colors around Hunter, framing him in a ring of rose gold.

“It’s nothing, forget I said anything,” he stammered, turning his eyes back the water. “I just... it’s selfish of me to think about things like this when there’s so much going on. I thought that when, that if, I could... I’d have earned it. Not that kissing you is a prize or something! I mean, it’s not not a prize, but I mean I always pictured it happening when everything was better and perfect.”

“Well, it’s never gonna be perfect,” offered Willow, mentally screaming for him to look at her and read her expression. “If you wait for something to be perfect you’ll be waiting forever.”

“Oh.”

Crap. Did he think she was turning him down? Was she being too subtle? He was the one who had brought her to the most romantic place she had ever seen and he was still saying the moment wasn’t right? He really did have a lot to learn about romance.

“But I kind of really like this moment,”

“Heh, m-me too,” said Hunter. “I mean not just this moment, I like any moment with you. Well, not for... ya know heh, what we were saying before but just because you-.”

As he spoke his eyes focused on the water and as their reflection came into focus, he noticed she had moved closer to him this time. He saw her looking at him from the side as though he was a third party and his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. She was closer to him now, and she continued to move even closer.

He stopped talking and when he turned his head, he saw the reflection had not deceived him and she was looking at him with soft and large eyes. It was the way all the characters looked at people in the movies he had watched. It was the way he looked at her now as they locked eyes and they pulled him closer like they were magnetic. He had no intention of tuning away this time as he leaned forward, titling his head the opposite way hers was titled. He held his breath. He did his best to move slowly just in case she wanted to pull back and change her mind but the space between them confined to get smaller and smaller.

And then it was gone.

She pushed forward with confidence and pressed her lips to his. He felt like all the air left his lungs as he pushed to kiss her back, and his eyes shut instinctively as he melted. He felt like a firework was going off in his chest and just went he was he was going to float away she placed her hand on his cheek as though to keep him there. She gently ran her thumb across his cheek and smiled. He felt her smile and knowing that she was smiling made him feel lightheaded. He suddenly worried he was about to wake up so he placed his hand that rested on the ground over hers to assure himself that she was real.

As she moved backward to pull away, he found he could not let her go and followed her back as long as she’d let him. Something just wouldn’t let him. No, but actually there was something that wouldn’t actually let him go, even when he tried to.

“Ow, ow, ow,” he said more out of surprise than pain as the top of his head was pulled forward, as he realized in horror that his loose strand of hair has gotten caught in her glasses.

“Oh my Titan,” murmured Willow with a light chuckle, covering her mouth with her hand to conceal she’d smile before reaching up to untangle him. “Hold still.”

She delicately moved her fingers, trying to make sure the strand was removed with minimal damage. He watched with utter adoration as she silently worked, marveled by what had just happened. The only way he sure it wasn’t a dream this time was because by now he has woken up and he would never had envisioned this following.

“There we go,” she said, freeing him from her frames, curling the stand around her finger to return some of its signature spring.

“Sorry about that,” he said, embarrassed but not to totally mortified which surprised him. “See? I was right; I did mess it up.”

“You didn’t mess anything up,” she gently assured him. “It was nice. I’ll just take my glasses off next time.”

“Oh yeah, I gu- next time?” Hunter stopped dead in his tracks before clearing his throat to try and save face. “Th-there’s gonna be a next time? Like another time after this one?”

“Well... I guess if the moment is right,” she said with a wink.

“Oh, yeah,” he said, somewhat defeated as he misunderstood her. “Of course, I understand if that’s something you...”

He rambled on, caught up in his own nerves and therefore totally unaware of Willow’s mischievous smile as she carefully removed her glasses.

#huntlow #winter toh #toh #the owl house #huntlow fanfiction #willow park #hunter wittebane

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eldritchmochi · 8 months

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Word prompt for the letters! SWORD TIME

mina pls that is so many letters lmao

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

okay, if it is not obvious, i have thought SO MUCH about disability in exandria, so heres a general worldbuilding headcannon vs character based hc but it's shown that disability isn't overly impactful in exandria. basically everything we've seen ranging from pcs like shakaste to big npcs like dancer and also smaller one off pcs like the moorbounder dealer in the city of beasts, whatever the name is, they're fully functional within society despite major physical disabilities and theres functionally not a whole lot of ableism at a surface level when it comes to worldbuilding (thanks matt).

however..... its not hard (for me) to extrapolate how the dynasty in particular would have a not great view on disability (thank u cherry for putting it into words as i was charlie day-ing over coping skills early on). it's not something that i talk about explicitly in coping skills (and may not since it would be really info dumpy and not vibe with the way i write or characterize the wizards lmao) but it's something ive spent a great deal of time thinking thru for the dang fic and my in-head notes are basically a) in a modern setting like coping skills, the healthcare situation moves at a glacial pace partly because elves live forever so what is a several year wait for a non emergent specialist issue and b) major disabilities, things that impact daily living to a significant degree that cannot be "fixed" with magic, are at best really only tolerated until anamnesis or consecution so the body can be reset into a more perfect form

i could wax poetic about the nitty gritty as it relates to coping skills specifically, but that is like, the base premise of 90% of the fic lmao

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

okay so, heres the thing: with the exception of a few squicks, if something is well written with some fukken *heart* i will eat up just about anything. theres some tropes i don't really get myself and haven't found anything with it that's interested me, like hanahaki, but i have fav fics involving things i notoriously avoid, like kid fic and hs aus. like legitimately, my absolute fav fic is a non explicit hs au, which considering i basically dont read non explicit fics OR hs aus is fucking wild

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

lets see, i did one here for an ashrym fic, and one here for general shadowgast so lets go with a single character, and a delightfully weird song for her

obviously imogen, again, because its funny. do not ask me why spotify recommended this german edm country album to me a bit ago but i listened to the whole thing and it fucking slapped, and this song immediately went on my hells playlist

R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

I AM ONLY DOING ONE BECAUSE I DONT TRUST YOU MINA (ilu but also damn many letters lmao)

but callowmoore is just chefs kiss. i don't see anything necessarily romantic between them but i love the idea of the two of them bonding over being absolute gremlins. ashton definitely needs a charismatic wingman and fearne definitely needs someone who has (some level of) smarts re Doing Crimes, so the two of them playing off each other is just delightful and i love how soft they are with each other in cannon and in turn all the fanart (especially the forehead kiss???? im still not normal about that)

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.

hmmmmmmmmmmm okay i guess maybe reylo? the rots kiss was absolute garbage rey deserves better BUT i am in theory into her domming the shit out of him but reylo shippers as a whole soured me on the ship and now i just hhhh no thank you, even from authors i trust to write it in a way i'd enjoy :C

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending?

T answered here! (basically no lmao)

I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

homestuck :I like part of it was definitely the Fandom Cycle of falling out if interest with something, especially once there stopped being new cannon i could access but a bigger part of it was seeing all my fav artists and writers in the fandoms, particularly the ones 30+, PARTICULARLY Black artist, being absolutely shat on by kids for the crime of... being adults in fandom spaces basically, or otherwise creating fanworks that featured non-white, non-thin depictions of the characters. i live vicariously thru @/roundandtalented when they spam share hs art because i still love those characters but yeesh ye olde tumblr hs fandom got VERY toxic

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

answered once here with ashton and here with astarion so i guess i gotta keep the train going with "a" name characters

hmmmmmmmmmm

okay lets say abby from ncis (i have watched Many crime procedurals lmao). i imagine she and i would be GREAT fashion buddies, especially when i'm bubblegum pop kawaii to her scary goth. we could swap tips on breaking in big stompy boots and all the best places for cute clothes, and i think we're fairly close in size too so could even SWAP gasp The Dream

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

god i do not know if fandom as a whole has picked up on any of the various things i've built in my fics but tbh i think its absolutely hilarious how i inevitably write a porn/camming au for like every fandom i write multiple fics for. it happens, every single time. EVERY TIME. in fact, mine and cherry's sg camming au started with me lampshading this trend i have, laughing about how FINALLY here was a fandom where i couldn't write camming and make it work, except whoops i thought too hard on it and made it work. this occurred over the course of like..... a single evening. i had the basic outline sketched out within twenty minutes of me being like "theres no way i could write camming into critical role, NO WAY" i am not even exaggerating

so i guess maybe my hilarious contribution to critical role is the contemporary magical setting proof-of-concept???? cherry did say there werent really that many at the time i asked because i lov me some modern aus

there are maybe some letters left idk at this point lmao but here is the meme for those of u who made it thru all that

#mochi rambles #mochi asks #haveievermentioned

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bagheerita · 3 months

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B, C, K, N, P, S ❤️️

Ooooh... I really had to think about some of these.

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

I feel like often I haven't considered a pairing until I read a fic that does it really well or that gives me a premise I can get behind, but the only time someone, as in another person specifically talking to me, changed my mind was when a friend from one fandom suggested I might enjoy a fic from a different fandom we were both in… so I read an FMA Ed/Roy mpreg fic that I would not have otherwise given the time of day to… and I really enjoyed it ngl.

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

Sesshomaru/Kagome from the Inuyasha fandom. I do not understand why this pairing was so popular. If you want to hook Sesshomaru up with a human woman, Sango is standing right there ffs, she is such a better choice, lmao. I don't really get Reylo either, and there are plenty of other het ships that just make me scratch my head.

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Wesley Wyndam-Price from Buffy/Angel. I love this man, and I love his development from someone who has no idea what the fuck is actually going on, to developing both physical and interpersonal competence, to finding a real family, to losing it through accidentally following some bad advice and betraying everyone, to finding love, to losing everything. His devotion to Fred makes a primordial, demonic, god-being care enough to help the protagonists fight an overwhelming army. I mean come on. This might be the one character I really did not mind at all that Whedon killed, because I felt like he had done everything and achieved everything he could possibly achieve and there was nowhere else for him to go. Perfection💔don't tell me anything about the comics i don't care

N - Name three things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

For the fandom of Stargate in general…

More alien headcanons!! There are some really great people writing some fantastic fics for the Wraith, so I'm going to complain specifically about how I want more fics and HC for the Nakai and Ursini in SGU. Also the Reol from SG1 ("The Fifth Man”) have SUCH potential, I want to see more of them!!

I would love to see more SGU people in SGA plots, if that makes sense. (I have a fic where Sheppard gets booted as military Commander, and I'm thinking of replacing him with Telford. 🤔)

more crossover ideas in general, within the Stargate brand. What if Vala and Cam came to visit Atlantis while Sam was there? What if the whole gateing-through-the-sun-time-warp thing sent Rush to Pegasus instead and he ran into Todd? What if “Rising” was actually “Solitudes” and Sheppard and O'Neill are the ones trapped under a bunch of ice when their chopper puts down unexpectedly to dodge the drone? (I just think it would be neat.🙂)

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

The last question had a 3 in it so my brain stuck on that track and I came up with 3 SGU AUs I'd like to see

The Lucian Alliance doesn't attack as they're dialing Destiny in ep 1 and even though they have to evacuate bc the planet's about to explode, everyone who doesn't want to go through the gate can beam up to Carter’s ship and evac to Earth. So it's a tense situation but there's enough time and focus that Telford and O'Neill get to send the “right people team" that they wanted to send. I wonder who that was? Presumably this team was already on Icarus base, it just contained fewer civilians. I'd like to see them not do any better, or mess up in different ways.

Everything happens the same, but Camille is more assertive sooner and gets Young and Rush to stop being such dicks to each other, and everyone has a more mentally healthy experience.

When I first read the title of the s1 finale “Incursion,” I thought it was going to be about the Nakai returning. So, an AU where that happens, OR both the Nakai and the Lucian Alliance show up to invade Destiny on the same day and everything is chaos ❤️

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

Wow, I really don't know if I can answer this… I feel like everything I think about the characters is my headcanon to an extent? And what I canon in my head changes for every fic. I think I HC the Wraith as being a lot more into casual touch than they are shown in canon, that just jumps to mind. (But like, there's not much to them, socially, in canon, so it's really all hc, and I don't think I can list all the backstory/society I've made up for them across several fics.) Narrow the question down a bit and I can maybe do better.😂

Thanks for the ask! 💖

Ask game!

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catsconflictscopicsandchamomile · 1 year

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ok its been literally 15 minutes since the finale ended and im getting off the TOH tag.

I am SO DISAPPOINTED in a certain side of this fandom.

it took less than FIFTEEN MINUTES to see enough "lollllll lumity went canon and huntlow didn't, get WRECKED YOU STINKY STRAIGHTS LOL BURY UR GAYS UNO REVERSE LMAOOOOO HOW DOES IT FEEL NASTY ICKY BAD STRAIGHT SHIPPERS" posts to make me actually consider whether I'd rather the show have had a sad ending.

not bc of huntlow, i ship it but never put any hope or weight on it going canon. I'm not "anti-lumity" or whateverthefuck, I don't really think about ships that much in 99.9% of fandoms.

...yall are just extremely fucking

IMMATURE.

I'm queer. I understand how much pain we've dealt with even SOLELY in terms of media rep. I even understand the glee at the concept of "straightbaiting" actually being a thing that happened here.

I also understand the EXTREMELY JUSTIFIED concern and anger around some parts of the fandom seeming to abandon the BIPOC WLW main character/main ship in favor of the Sad Greasy White Boy Of The Week And His White Straight Girlfriend.

I DO NOT UNDERSTAND why so many "fans" are taking this EXTREMELY POSITIVE, LITERALLY GROUNDBREAKING and immediately turning it against their fellow fans. All this amazing rep, characterization, EVERYTHING and you still find a way to be cruel to your fellow fans.

this isn't a contest.

Lumity is canon.

Huntlow is not.

Huntlow was not a focus of the finale.

I can guarantee you that after that finale, NOBODY was thinking about Huntlow until yall started being fucking mean about it.

YOU brought up the thing you claimed to want the fandom to stop focusing on, for the SINGULAR PURPOSE of enacting some sort of "revenge" on shippers that you projected a whoooole lot of Racism, Homophobia, and Evil onto, despite:

Bi Hunter, Transmasc Hunter, Transfemme Willow, and T4T Huntlow all being EXTREMELY popular hcs/themes in and out of shipping context

A fair chunk of the fandom seeing Willow as BIPOC/East Asian -coded

ALL of the masc presenting queers w parental and/or religious trauma who have spoken out about how seen they feel bc of Hunter

I'm not saying Hunter was a perfect character. He definitely wasn't the main character, or even close.

I'm saying that yall have demonized this part of the fandom SO MUCH that after THAT FINALE.

*THAT. FINALE.*

your FIRST INSTINCT was to ATTACK THEM

over the SHIP (I REPEAT MYSELF) THAT YOU SAID YOU WANTED PPL TO STOP TALKING ABOUT.

I was having a really fun, good, genuine amazing time freaking my shit over Titan!Luz, and Lumity, and Raeda, and King and The Collector and TITAN LUZ!!!!!

yknow. all the stuff the finale was actually about.

and now I'm thinking mainly of huntlow (or at least the discourse around it), angry, and extremely sad that my experience of this finale has been ruined

and that this fandom is the latest to fall into the trap of "blame other fans for actual systemic oppression, regardless of whether or not they are actually upholding it."

I don't know how to get it through your heads that a heavily T4T-headcanoned, likely biracial-coded ship that is CANONICALLY a healing narrative for trauma survivors

is not fucking reylo.

this Evil In Fandom you're angry at 1000% exists but it sure as fuck isn't here.

unless there's a Secret Second Huntlow Fandom That Is Evil And Racist And Hates Lumity that idk abt, this is just a group of sad queer kids sitting next to your own group of sad queer kids

and despite me seeing ZERO ACTUAL HUNTLOW COMMENTS ABOUT THE FINALE * AT ALL *

you, whatever side of the fandom is doing this (I honestly don't know who is making these posts) aren't proving, winning, fixing or righting anything

you're going over to another side of the fandom whose ship didnt go canon

and with ZERO PROVOKATION

you're making them feel like shit for it.

why???

WHY??????

yall "won". you won as much as you can possibly win here. everybody loves the finale. nobody is giving anything but overwhelming love, happy tears, joy and awe to "your" win.

but you still felt the need to make sure someone, somewhere, knew that they "lost".

sry im just so angry at this rn. i was having so much fun. what the fuck is this kind of behavior supposed to prove?

also btw to be clear this is NOT DIRECTED AT ALL OR MOST LUMITY SHIPPERS, LUZ STANS, ETC. ITS NOT EVEN DIRECTED AT "HUNTLOW-ANTIS" EXCEPT THE *SPECIFIC PEOPLE* WHO CHOSE TO USE THE FINALE TO BASH ON OTHERS.

AS FOR THOSE SPECIFIC PEOPLE:

YOU SUCK!!!!!! Thanks for ruining this fantastic experience for me by being a piece of shit on main over some "shipper" crap im not even in.

#toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #vent #rant #fandom wank #discourse #Literally What The Fuck #shit like this makes it so much easier for ACTUAL PEOPLE IN POWER to write off queer narratives and fanbases #theres also legit no point #nobody is attacking yall in the toh fandom ok????#i was having FUN #AND NOW I WANT TO CRY #NOT BC OF SHIPS #BUT BC PPL ARE BEING SO MEAN LITERALLY JUST TO BE MEAN #im blocking ship tags from now on methinkd #Grow. Up.#angry post #long post #longpost

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Hello! 🙂

For you, what would be Ben and Rey's gestures, habits and actions to show love, affection and care for each other in their married life?

Ooh a fun question! ☺️ I think for Ben he would do general caretaking for Rey. It’s not a new hc I know, but I do think he’d do a lot of cooking for her. And also having snacks on hand for when she gets hangry lol. I think he’d be quick to step in and take care of something she finds stressful, or at least help with it. And if she wasn’t feeling good for any reason, he’d be All Over That. 😆 making her tea, drawing a bath, getting her favorite cozy blankets, etc. He’d know that for most of her life there was no one there to care for and comfort her, so he’d want to do that.

And as for Rey, I think she’d show Ben love by reassuring him often. He didn’t get that as much as he needed when he was growing up. He was afraid he wasn’t good enough and would disappoint the people he loved. So she’d want to make sure he never felt that way again. Rey would remind Ben of the good he’s done and remind him of how much she trusts him and how safe she feels with him. 🥹

And it probably goes without saying, but both of them would also be very physically affectionate. They’d be so touch starved after years of basically being alone. All the cuddles and kisses for them! I can imagine them coming home after spending hours apart and just laying down and holding each other for a good twenty minutes just to reconnect and feel that peace and calm again. ❤️‍🩹

#wifey answers things #reylo #reylo hc #married reylo #and I didn’t specify #but imo this applies to pretty much any universe #thanks for asking!

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Here’s a random reylo ask for ya- did you ever have any theories/HCs early on in shipping reylo (cuz I believe you’ve said you were shipping since TFA) which you didn’t end up being into as much, or at all anymore as TST progressed?

Hello! Sorry it's taken me so long to get to this.

Story Time

So I saw TFA the second day it came out. I left rather bewildered- one, because a new actor I'd never seen before in my life (adam driver) gave such an unorthodox performance I couldn't stop thinking "The fuck does this guy think he's doing???" namely the interrogation scene where I don't think any other actor would have, nor could have, played it the way he did. I'm still shocked by the choices he made with his line delivery in that scene but in the best way possible. It's hard to explain. Anyway, that's one. Two also goes back to that scene. In middle school, back with Tokyo Pop was big, they held their very first manga contest for us regular american people to try our hand at Japanese style manga. Well, I felt like I could write, and my good friend at the time (she still is- we keep in touch!) could draw like a crazy person. So we decided to try for it. The only problem was, being middle schoolers, motivation and scheduling wasn't our forte. I did manage to write a short script excerpt of a story that had been brewing in my head for awhile at the time, and while I think I did eventually hand it over to her (I was suffering from perfectionism), the art never happened. We tried again in high school but then high school angst got in the way and it still didn't happen. Regardless, I still now had the only real concrete piece of writing for this story I had been sitting on for a couple years now.

Eventually....well, time moved on.

Cue "Star Wars: The Force Awakens", a sequel film I was INCREDIBLY skeptical about. I'd been watching star wars my entire life. My dad took me as a little kid to the big deal re-screenings of the original trilogy they did nationwide before the prequels came out. I had a lot of Opinions on this movie series. I had just moved to NYC and was out for a walk when I passed by Bloomingdales and saw, a bit to my shock, that their store windows were full of (allegedly) screen-used costumes and props from the upcoming TFA movie. I crept closer, had a look. Han Solo was the only thing I recognized. The rest? Unfamiliar. Alien. I had seen zero promotional images for this movie before encountering these windows and had only heard some things. I made guesses as to what everything was, before rounding the corner and being confronted with an irrationally tall costume. "Oh, is this the darth vader rip-off? lmao" (the only thing I had concretely heard about). "This guy had to be on stilts surely??" Kylo Ren. Funny at first, but the longer I stared at it, I shit you not, the more unsettled I got. I actually got *scared* staring at this costume. I took one very poor, very shaky picture, and basically ran away. (I regret not taking a better photo but oh well). I run into an article the next day at work about the movie and it happens to have the trailer and I decide, sure, ok, I'll give it a watch. Those windows were interesting at least. I basically had my tickets bought by the end of the day. So here we are, back to the theatre, sitting here as this audacious actor delivers the most ballsy performance I've seen the whole film as he interrogates the heroine, and I listen to what he's saying, and then, it hits me.

This. Is my story. These are my lines. I wrote this exact same exchange in middle school.

What the fuck??

This meant a lot of things to me. This meant that I knew where this story was going, and where it was going I liked very much. I went back to see the movie again a second time about a week or two later. I had to be sure-- I wasn't just imposing what was already inside my brain all these years onto a totally different story on the screen, was I? I watched, and waited. And sure enough....no, no it had to be it. These two? I know exactly how this is going to go down.

A few months later I visited back home and even managed to dig through a box and find my old script. I read through it, sort of shaking a little. My heroine- Light- had also been captured- by the Dark- and the song and dance were the same- Where am I? Does it matter? I can see everything. I'm not giving you anything. A summary, and as some years have passed again I have lost the print out in a box again, but some of the dialogue was ver batum.

I knew exactly where this new star wars story was going because I already wrote the damn thing in middle school, word for word, and if you thought for one second I wasn't going to tune in and defend this arc, that I never managed to get published myself at 13, with swords and shields and knives for my own personal middle school catharsis then you were dead wrong, my friend.

This may have seemed like a very round-about way of answering this question, but I wanted to give context, substance, because all of this ^^^^^ up here? It defines, explicitly, why I'm even here to begin with, and why I fought so hard from day one. There was nothing to abandon, or question, or shed. Because I already knew this story by heart. I had already written it!! And I still think ants and DLF and JJ Abrams and Terrio and the rest of those bastards can pry it from my cold dead hands, because truly they butchered my baby and while I may live with that, I'll never forget it.

Thank you for the ask, friend.

#reylo #reylo stories

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