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mylordshesacactus · 16 days

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I don't think I'll ever be over the way that the thesis statement of OWK is represented, more than anything else, even more than Reva's plotline honestly, in Haja.

Like.

Genuinely? The one "twist" I wasn't emotionally prepared for was that Haja was legit, and he really was trying to help, and there really was a massive grassroots shadow-network underground railroad evacuating Jedi survivors and Force-sensitive kids across the galaxy, and he really was part of it.

Because the thing with his whole setup--the magnet tricks, the motion-controlled windows, the cold-reading, the crowd-working kid identifying obvious offworld marks, the "audience plant" stormtrooper playing along over the comm? Yeah, they're cheap tricks, but it's a SOPHISTICATED setup.

This guy is a straight-up conman. He really is every bit the sleazy grifter he appears to be.

That matters. That's important. Haja is not an angel. He's a mid-level fake psychic, callously cashing in on the Jedi's legacy to do, like, bullshit fortune-telling. It's--it's the way you can see this guy's whole backstory in a few minutes of screentime. Because we DO see him identify a Force-sensitive kid....and the escape he offers them is genuine.

So: Haja. And the story we can see in him at a glance.

He's a scam artist! He's dressing in knockoff porn-vid robes, waving his hands, and babbling half-remembered vague tropes before murmuring generic platitudes and sending rubes on their way. The Jedi are dead, right? It's not like they're around to be offended. He's not even really lying, right? He gets people what they want! The Jedi stuff just lets him upcharge! He's just skimming a little, a man's gotta make a living.

And then, one day, someone came to him who'd used all their hope just getting there. Someone with a Force-sensitive child, and the Empire on their heels, stumbled terrified into his little den of cheap tricks, because they'd heard a whisper of a rumor that there was still a Jedi alive on Daiyu.

And in that moment, Haja learned that he was a better person than he'd ever realized.

They must have staked everything on reaching him, and then they found him, and what they found was...Haja. Just some guy in a cheap costume. Just some guy, and not a particularly great one. How much is the bounty on a Force-sensitive youngling? Enough to retire on. Enough to set you up for life. And Haja is just some guy, who had just been slapped in the face with the reality of what he was capable of doing in the next five minutes.

There are moments when you learn who you really are, and sometimes you surprise yourself.

After all that time "acting like a Jedi," when given the opportunity--he chose to act like a Jedi.

Ultimately, the thesis statement of OWK is: There is a galaxy full of Hajas. And that's hope enough to keep going for.

#OWK #kenobi spoilers #(tbh that's just my organizational tag)#star wars

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weebsinstash · 10 months

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I feel like there's a heavily under-utilized possibility in some of these ideas I've been coming up with and it's like. We all want to say "Oh Miguel is so intimidating because of his size, Miguel is such a threat because of his physical strength"

"What if Miguel found out the two of you were canon and forced you to be together" girlies and what if Miguel found out the two of you were canon and he has a full on Miles Morales level INTERVENTION in a room with all your Spider Society friends who are like family to you. This man has the weapon of EXTREME PEER PRESSURE on his side, like, how many of us WOULDN'T at least completely break down crying at that?

Even if it's not to be with Miguel himself and it's just for the marriage canon event stuff, to have that many people corner you in a room like that over such a sensitive and intimate topic, like they're basically trying to emotionally badger you into having a relationship you're not ready for and may even be SCARED OF, and also, imagine being so offended at Miguel as someone who was supposed to be your boss and coworker, "Really? REALLY?? You're telling me you had to turn this into A BIG THING? You're having a fucking INTERVENTION right now?! ALL THESE PEOPLE had to be here for this?!"

You've even got friends and mentors and people you trusted there. Peter B as an older adult who you've been confiding personal shit and self doubts in, apparently having been telling Miguel everything behind your fucking back, he's there, all "I know you're scared but you've got to take the leap of faith, look at how happy I am with Mary Jane and Mayday :)" and its like yeah and you had to be traumatized by losing Gwen Stacy first! And maybe you're scared of being hurt and taken advantage of and just have trauma and stuff but, they essentially keep telling you to suck it up, you can't break canon, right?

Like imagine some time ago you opened up to Peter B about, "I think I maybe want a baby but I don't have a partner and I'm scared, I'd want to be perfect and give my baby everything and I know I'm not good enough" and you tell him some of your thoughts and feelings and he's actually like so touched and is all "caring that much is exactly what a good parent would say :)" and you two Have A Moment and he makes you cry and sees you genuinely so vulnerable and. Fucking. Later on when you're gradually over time being socially shunned and encouraged to spend more time at home to date and shit, and eventually this full on CONFRONTATION. Peter B or Miguel whips that shit back out again, "it's not just canon, it's also what you want, you're just scared. You've been WANTING a baby, havent you?" and you're just hurt, "Peter you fucking told?!" and you're paranoid about, what else has he loosened his lips for? Some things, or everything? (It's everything lmao, fucking motormouth "I care about you because you're an amazing person and I do this for your own good" sellout ass--)

I just feel like we all underestimate the sheer power and emotional blackmail over him being able to put you in a room with so many people who are all listening to him and agreeing with him. Like this doesn't even have to be yandere for all of them to be pressuring you because "oh don't break canon muh muh muh, we care about you and it'd dangerous and we don't want you to die" like this could be terrifying in any scenario

And of course just really imagine Miguel finding out the two of you are canon and when he finally tells you in a probably really clumsy mechanical way after failing to woo you, you completely reject him and maybe even start actively defying him by trying to see other people or at least just fucking other men, and he gives you an intervention for that for some of his little vaguely cult-like followers to pressure you to basically get non-con'd by your boss who you had thought of kind of like a friend until all this. Miguel finally snapping and absolutely losing his patience after you keep rejecting him and even sleeping with someone else (both you AND Hobie would fuck each other just to spite him even if there weren't any feelings there lmao) Miguel finally corners you, you can feel the rage boiling off of him but he's trying to contain it, for you, and he's got you physically cornered, towering over you, it's legitimately terrifying, and he's growling about how he wanted to try and do this the right way, he wanted the two of you to take time, to have a proper wedding, he wanted to be good to you, but if you're not only going to be risking canon (that's how he's truly justifying all his behavior, ain't it) but also fucking other men, then he has no choice but to tie you down now, doesn't he?

Let's see other men touch you and try to take you from him once Miguel's gotten you pregnant. He either follows through with his threat right then and there OR, you have to beg him to not do this, to give you one more chance, you knowing you couldn't fight him off and resorting to pleading, "please don't do this, if we're supposed to be together you'll ruin our entire future by doing this, I'd never be able to forgive you, please just give me another chance" and you're shaking and terrified and fuck it maybe even pissing yourself because he's absolutely huge and you're realizing the gravity of being cornered and alone with him, like as a Spider you're strong and tough and fighting bad guys with confidence, but with him, someone who's on your level, even higher, you're just a helpless little woman again that he can do as he pleases with and it terrifies you that you're suddenly confronted with the realities of what he's willing to do

So now you're breaking up with any flings you may have been having even if it breaks your heart and are trying to force yourself not to freak out around Miguel and be a good little fiancé, forcing yourself to try and not tremble when he's around you, try and force yourself to look on the bright side as he begins courting you and asking about what kind of wedding you'd want, forcing yourself through it all because, if you don't do it 'willingly', if you're not walking on your own two feet with a forced smile, you're now horribly aware that he'll drag you, HE'LL make you, and you don't want to see how far he's willing to go to have you

#yandere spiderverse #yandere miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #yandere stuff #sinprompts #genuinely just listen to the canon event ost and picture being pressured in a room by them all like some cult. scary stuff

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yxami · 1 year

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yan roomate who’s a brat and cannot live without your attention.

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“Did you steal my shampoo again? I literally just fucking bought that 2 days ago??!?” You held up the lavender shampoo bottle that was obviously way emptier than you had it before.

“I didn’t steal your stupid fucking shampoo! We just have the same one, not my fault!” Your roommate crossed his arms and glared at you.

Malakai was your roommate, the both of you fought often. Getting into fights, arguments, etc. It was hectic and chaotic in your dorm but that was normal.

He had stolen once again from your bathroom. This time it was that brand new lavender shampoo that blessed your nose with such a good smell that made you buy it immediately.

“You’re so irritating, you always steal my stuff! I also told you to not drink the orange juice I bought because that was just for ME, I needed it for breakfast today and you finished it”

“I was thirsty, that’s not my fault. Maybe if you bought more then you wouldn’t be having this pro—“

Your fist connected with his stomach with an average level force. You knocked the breath out of him and he quickly placed his hand on his stomach.

“Ah-, you’re such an asshole” He quickly swung at you that hit your chest and the both of you landed on his bed.

Your bodies entangled as you wrestled trying to get the upper hand. You felt his warm touched all over you, they weren’t pleasant though as they were pushing and pulling on your body. You did the same as well, still trying to get the advantage.

You felt a stinging blow on your arm, if felt warm and it vibrated with painful sensitivity. This earned Malakai a painful slap to the face once your hand was freed.

Petty slaps and hits were given left and right while your bodies struggled to get on top. The bed creaked and squeaked with all the commotion on top.

After a lot of meaningless punches, throws and almost falling off the bed, the both of you gave up, having wasted your energy; both sets of eyes glared at each other with immense irritation.

His face so close to yours, you could get a clear view of his soft glaring eyes. His face was captivating and you found that so frustrating about him.

After the arguing and fighting, your bodies became tired, sweaty, and sticky. You panted, being under him at the end of the fight. Your chest rose up and fell down quickly. He stared down at you, quick breathing almost matching yours.

Your bodies paused like that for just a few moments. Your eyes once again meeting, you felt like you saw something weird in his eyes. Some emotion other than irritation, you didn’t know what but it made his eyes look just a tiny bit gentle despite your fighting.

His face turned a bit red, rushing to getting off you, he almost fell off the bed. “Tch, I still won.” He said smugly.

“Yeah, whatever.. who still got bitch slapped? You” You giggled at his red cheek that had your hand imprint.

Physical fights were usual with the two of you. They weren’t serious, it was just frustration being let out between the two of you. The frustration was always with each other though.

“Still won” His voice teased you, almost mocking you as well.

“Yeah yeah..” You gave up on arguing with the little brat that was your roommate.

You left the room and went to go find your phone that you had left somewhere in the kitchen. Once should found it on the dinner table you decided to invite someone over. Why not? You were bored and wanted to hangout with a friend.

Malakai quickly locked his door once you were out and threw himself on his bed. Every time he fought you he couldn’t help but gush at the memory of you touching him.

He didn’t care if you were slapping him or brushing your hand on him. He loved your attention, especially when you degraded him for using your stuff and refusing to go out and buy his own things.

He loved when you argued with him, spewing insults left and right. He just loved everything about you.

When he first moved in, he slowly realized how obsessed he was with you. Especially when you hurt him during the fights you had.

He had never felt like that before so he was caught off guard and stayed away from you for the first couple of weeks when you moved in. But his obsession grew stronger and stronger, and his neediness for your presence kicked at him to go see you.

Which made him become the bratty roommate he is today. Always looking for a way to piss you off and gain a new mark on his body.

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“Hey!! Thanks for inviting me over, I can’t wait to get on and see the new level. I heard it’s super fucking cool!” Your friend quickly rambled on for the reason of the visit as you closed the door.

They easily made themself comfortable which you didn’t mind.

Oliver was always like that, carefree and blissfully happy all the time. That’s what made you appreciate him as your close friend.

You turned on your game console and handed him the game you both were going to play. You sat on the couch next time him and he insisted for you to sit closer.

He was always touchy and nice to you which always made you flustered. You scooted closer to him which he responded with wrapping his arm around you. He was excited to play and wanted you close so the both of you could focus together. It was a multiplayer helping game after all!!

Malakai heard laughing and talking. The beloved voice he always loved to hear was speaking to some unrecognizable guy. He rushed to the living room but acted casual.

He popped his head in the between of you and made a snarky comment. “Wow, this game totally doesn’t look like it’s played by virgins. What kind of dorks are you guys?”

“Go the hell away Malakai” You responded swiftly to his bitchy comment.

“Aw, cmon. I genuinely wanna know! You guys look like you’re actually enjoying it. What’s so fun about it?” He snatched the controller from your friend.

Oliver had uneasy eyes, not sure what to do but let him take it. He was a nice guy after all and didn’t want to be rude to your roommate.

“Don’t be an asshole, you’re not funny” You give back the controller to Oliver and glared at Malakai.

To which Malakai looked unbothered, he just looked at you guys continue to play. It looked like a teamwork game. Both players on screen needed to help each other while being in an apocalyptic world. The new level including a new type of zombie, even more difficult than the last.

Malakai still leaning against the back of the couch observed how excited you looked to be playing.

Every time you guys successfully completed a challenge, you would high-five him to which he high-fived you back! Then back to the game!

He didn’t like the way Oliver or you looked at each other. It pissed him off. Really bad.

You didn’t notice Malakai’s obvious signs of anger, but Oliver sure did. He looked nervous with Malakai’s death stare. It got worse when you stood up and went to the kitchen to get snacks.

“Hey, why are you still here? Can you fuck off? Nobody likes that you’re here” Malakai insulted him as soon as he got the chance.

“Wha? What did I do?” Oliver looked genuinely confused , caught off guard by Malakai’s comment.

“They doesn’t even like you, they’re just being nice to you cause you’re pathetic and annoying.” He continued.

“Sorry? I’ll leave the two of you alone-“ Oliver didn’t put up a fight. He didn’t want to get in a fight. Malakai was intimidating after all, especially with his height and appearance.

Once you came back with drinks and chips, you noticed the weird atmosphere.

“Hey.. I’m gonna go, I’m not feeling too well so I’m gonna try and sleep it off.” Oliver looked uneasy as if something was bothering him.

“Oh! That sucks, I thought we were gonna play all day… Well, drive home safe okay? Sorry you’re feeling sick” You had a sincere apologetic look on your face. Which Malakai didn’t like, what was so special about that loser?

“Y-yeah! See you soon, I hope we can play for awhile another time” Oliver collected his few things and hurriedly left. Not before saying his goodbyes though.

Once the door shut, you questioned Malakai.

“What the hell did you do? I leave for not even a minute and Oliver suddenly wants to leave”

“Pff, I don’t know. I didn’t do anything, why are you accusing me immediately?” He got defensive.

“God, you always have to ruin something for me don’t you? It’s always this thing with you! I can never enjoy something with YOU around!” You yelled at him so loudly, the walls wanted to shake.

As you left in silence, he couldn’t help but stand there dumbfounded. You didn’t actually mean that did you? He made you mad but you didn’t hit him or anything, just yelled. He didn’t like that.

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The night had passed, cold and radio silent. No yelling about Malakai taking a long shower, no yelling about how he left dishes in the sink, no nothing.

He finally spoke up clearing his dry throat. “Uhm, do you have classes today?”

No answer…

Once he registered that you weren’t gonna respond he looked up and saw you sitting on the couch watching TV. It’s obvious you just washed the dirty dishes he had left last night, soap still leaving down the drain.

“Hello?” He left the kitchen area and walked up to you.

You didn’t even acknowledge his presence, still staring at the TV. It was a good show, you always watched that show. But why weren’t you responding?

“I’m talking to you, respond” He started getting annoyed. Looking down at you, he finally understood.

“You’re ignoring me??”

“Why are you ignoring me?”

“What did I do”

“Are you gonna respond?

“Respond”

Even with his questions and statement, not one got a response.

Malakai was getting worried. He didn’t even do anything majorly bad, he’s done stupider stuff. And this is the one thing that got you to ignore him?? How long were you going to ignore him.

“Hey, I’m not playing around anymore” He poked at you. Even sitting down next to you to get your attention.

“Answer cmon, I didn’t do anything wrong!!” He didn’t like that you weren’t uttering a word.

He didn’t care if your attention to him was negative like hitting him or yelling at him. At least he had your attention. But if you were ignoring him he would not be able to mentally live. He could’ve live without your attention on him.

His eyes started to water and felt a large lump in his throat. “Cmon… I’m sorry please respond” He lightly shook you desperate for any acknowledgment.

“Look.. I’m sorry I won’t be mean anymore just talk to me please” He sobbed, his hands trembled as they laid on your shoulder and thigh. His black strands sticking to his wet cheeks, he continued to look at you with his endearing saddened eyes.

“please…” his cries were now unbearable to your stubbornness. You didn’t expect him to start sobbing just cause you ignored him. It caught you way off guard and now you felt bad even though he was being an asshole. When you were mad all you did was curse and fight with him.

You pat his head messing his hair as he jumped up noticing you finally paid attention to him. He jumped at you with a hug sobbing even louder than before. “I’m sorry” He mumbled.

He snuggled into your neck while you just sighed.

“God, what am I gonna do with you?”

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#yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #not rlly #gender neutral reader #gn reader #obsession #fighting #male #male yandere #series #malakaimyoc

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gffa · 8 months

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Idk if you would consider this important enough to answer, but I was browsing wookiepedia and it mentioned that ahsoka was using psychometry in ep 2 to try to find out what happened. But from my understanding, isn't psychometry a unique gift that certain people, like Quinlan Vos or cal ketsis are "born with"? Or is it something that all Jedi can do to an extent, just not as innately as the above two can?

Personally, I think it's a mistake to call it as psychometry ala what Quinlan Vos and Cal Kestis experience in the first place, even if it's still in that general direction. The thing about Jedi abilities is a) They're like physical abilities, almost any of them are ones anyone can do on a sort of base level, it's just that some are going to be more talented than others and some are going to be absolute shit at them and some are going to be rockstars at it. b) Every single Jedi and Force-sensitive is has literal psychic powers, so when we talk about Jedi abilities, it's not like putting points into a skill tree, they're all sort of connected because it's all dealing with stuff on the psychic scale. I don't think what Ahsoka does is anywhere near what Quinlan or Cal could do, but more that she has a baseline ability to sense things because that's how the Force works, it leaves psychic impressions in things, and that was established all the way back in The Clone Wars, when Anakin and Ahsoka were called in to investigate the Temple bombing and even days later they can still hear the screaming that left its mark on the walls and floor:

This is a well-established thing that many Jedi can do, it's not unique to Ahsoka, it's just that not everyone remembers minor details because they're not nerding out on Jedi worldbuilding like some of us other hypernerds are doing. 😂 The way the Force works is that it leaves impressions on places where things happened, any Jedi could pick up on it, just that some are better than others, and Ahsoka seems to be right in the middle of the spectrum of that particular ability.

#lumi.txt #star wars #ahsoka series #ahsoka tano

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lukabitch · 7 months

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👋hope you're having a good day?

I was wondering if I could request a batfam x batbro (like maybe he's around 16-18) and something happened on patrol maybe attacked by a strange large dog? or gets injected with something by a villain of your choice? And the symptoms are intense like high fever, sense of smell becoming super sensitive along with hearing where they feel like eardrums are going to burst. When things seem like they settled other things have come to the surface eyes have changed color, easily irritated, wolfish like canines that grow larger and oh boy the inhuman strength. Reader feels like they're a monster, that he's a danger. He doesn't understand what's going on. Maybe he runs away to keep the people closest to them safe. (That is if you right for werewolf's that'd be awesome)

This is my first time writing for a werewolf reader. If I get anything wrong I’m sorry. Thank you so much for the request Anon! :)

Cw: Angst, descriptions of pain, lots of wholesome stuff, more based off of wfa.

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It was a normal night doing a solo patrol. You actually liked nights like these. The city is quiet and still, it almost makes you wish it was like this more. “(H/n) there’s been reports of strange activities at the nearby warehouse.” Oracle came over the comms. “Really trying to give me something to do? Okay, I’m on it.”

Turning off comms, you made your way to the warehouse. It was abandoned, just left to rot away. It could be a potential hide out for a gang. You entered through a side entrance and looked around the empty building.

In the center of the building was a nest of some sort. It was made of dead branches and scraps of metal. You sighed and turned comms back on. “Looks like a home for some animal. More of a job for an animal catcher.”

“Might as well do it. You’re not doing anything.” You and Oracle laughed together. A loud bang rang out towards the back of the warehouse. It was silent after, a sinking feeling of dread washed over. You looked in the direction of the bang and slowly walked towards it.

Suddenly, an abnormally large dog launched out of the shadows. It bit down on your arm, causing blood to spill. You kicked the dog off and watched it run off into the darkness. Panting, you looked at your now shredded arm.

“I need to head back to the cave. I’m losing a lot of blood Babs.” Your mind was already getting fuzzy. You could barely walk let alone run. This was extremely unusual for just a bite.

You fell to the ground, an overwhelming fatigue taking over your body. Right before you passed out someone ran inside calling your name. Their yelling and footsteps felt so distant as your eyes closed.

When you woke up your entire body aches. You tried to get a grasp on your surroundings. There was a nightstand with a note, pills, and a glass of water on it. Pulling yourself up you open the note and smiled. It was a note from Alfred telling you to take your medicine.

Listening to his wise words you took the pills. You tried to stand up but immediately fell back on the bed in pain. It felt like someone was bashing your head in. Apparently you made enough noise to concern someone.

Their footsteps running up the stairs sounds like bombs. You clamped your hands over your ears. The door flung open and in the doorway was Bruce. “Y/n are you okay?” Even though he spoke at a normal level it felt like he was screaming directly in your ears.

“Please be quiet. Just leave me be.” Your voice sounded so weak. Bruce without another word, left closing the door behind him. You sink back down into the bed. Pain and fatigue took over your body forcing you to go back to sleep.

Weeks had passed since then and things have only gotten more concerning. Your teeth were sharper, your temper was short, and your own strength was starting to scare you. You felt so wrong. The need to get away was overwhelming.

Everyone had taken notice of your changes. The worry and concern could be felt through every interaction. You just couldn’t take it anymore. You packed some of your things and left while no one was watching. You were back on the streets again.

It didn’t take long for the family to notice your absence. They were quick to start searching for you. They search for you all over Gotham. Until, eventually, Alfred finds you. It completely caught you off guard. "Master Y/n, there you are. The entire family is worried sick." He kept his cool as to not scare you off.

"They shouldn't worry, especially you." Your voice was a little rough but not too off. You watched as Alfred shook his head at you, he had a small smile on his face. Something about it was always a comfort to your strange life.

"You worry too much about others, maybe it's time to focus on taking care of yourself." He stated in such a 'matter of fact' way. Which, to his credit, wasn't wrong. He put a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "Tell me why you really left." The words hit you like a truck, maybe there was some underlining issues at play.

"It's just a lot of pressure is all. Protecting the innocent means no mistakes, no half measures. You have to be perfect and I'm not perfect like this." Your voice was as soft as it could be. Alfred let out a sigh before looking off at the sky.

"When Master Bruce was your age, he was filled with so much anger. He caused much trouble in his teenage years." He took a brief pause, probably trying to think of the right story. "One day I was informed by the school that Bruce had received a one week suspension. Of course it was for a fight, he didn't like how a kid was treating others. He said the kid deserved it." He cocked his head and smiled. "So I dragged him by the ear and gave him a lesson in temperance."

You laughed a little at this. "So, you dragged him to teach him a lesson in temperance? Sounds about right." All Alfred could do was laugh at your words.

"Well, he did learn to control his temper. You can learn to control this new power you have." He put his hand back on your shoulder, he made his point clear. "Come back home, for the family."

You thought about for a moment before sighing. "I'll come home but only for your cooking." The small joke made the both of you laugh lightly. The ride home was rather comforting in a strange way.

What you didn't expect however, was everyone bombarding you with affection and questions. Which was mainly Dick.

It felt nice to be back.

#request #dc #dc x male reader #dc x reader #batfam x male reader #batfam x reader #batfam x batbro #platonic #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #dc comics #dc fanfic

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tyquu · 6 months

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Here's the Ben whump rant i talked abt in my last post,,,

Ofc heed the triggers and what not: Blood, injury, ect ect

Also take everything here with a serious handful of salt, im being dramatic as heck. So if you don't wanna see me get serious abt something that's not that deep, this probably isn't the rant for you <3

Anywho...

Do you ever think about just how often Ben gets the absolute crap beat out of him? Like in Grudge Match, I forgot how many times he gets flung about in his human form. He's ten years old, his bones are way too weak for all that. The amount of head injuries he must get is insane, and Max never once seems to take Ben's injuries seriously.

Like that time Ben gets sick after sitting in the back of an ice cream van for like,, twenty minutes. He's ill to the point it's actively inhibiting his ability to play hero, blinding wildmutt with gunked up sensors and taking the heat out of heatblast. He's pale and sniffly and looks like shit, but Max still makes the executive decision to drag him out on errands instead of giving him time to rest.

Also just cause he takes the majority of damage in his alien forms doesn’t mean those injuries suddenly have no impact at all. I think in alien force they were toying with idea of his injuries carrying over becoming more of a problem for him, with his busted knee in season one, and black eye in the episode where he gets grounded. Either way, it’s still implied that wounds translate over after he de-transforms, even if to a lesser extent. Not to mention all the scrapes and little injuries he must get from de-transforming mid battle (on the occasions he does).

FUCK, I mean Ben actually displays short term memory loss as a direct result of getting hit in the head in alien force, and Gwen isn't concerned about it probably because she grew up with Grandpa Max not being concerned about it. She doesn't realise just how dangerous this level of head injury is, what the brain inflammation and possible bleeding could do to him. She's probably looked him in the eyes, with his pupils blown wide, dazed and confused about his whereabouts, and then buried her concern because it's nothing new right? Ben's been dealing with stuff like this since he was 10, and Max, the ever responsible adult, never shows the appropriate amount of concern for it, so it makes sense that both Gwen and Ben don’t consider these things serious until its too late.

Like not to get all dramatic about this and over think it (more so than I already am lol) but I’m positive this stuff would have long term consequences for Ben’s health as he enters adult hood, or even before then. Trouble recalling things, ringing in his ears, migraines and headaches as well a light sensitivity, all of these are symptoms of repeated and serious head trauma. Not to mention, paired with my personal headcanons about the burning chemical sensation of having the omnitrix fused to his flesh, leaking fluid into his bloodstream and scorching his skin. Or the chronic nosebleeds I think he would have as a result of all these other health complications. There's just a LOT that can be done with Ben whump, and I’m surprised it isn’t talked about/thought about more?

Folks love the idea of Ben being functionally immortal (at least from injury related death), and the power fantasy that comes with being the weilder of the omnitrix, but what about the fact that he’s just some guy?? That the omnitrix failsafe doesn’t protect him from everything, and that if the injuries are bad enough to have triggered the failsafe in the first place, then where does that leave him in terms of recovering from them??? Sorry, sorry, crazy moment.

#ben 10 #ben tennyson #ben 10 whump #whump #rant post #blood #injury #ty tidbit

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robotnuts · 8 months

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are there any rvb fics you still think about all the time? like i dont think a week goes by without thinking abt qed and how it def changed me on a molecular level, do you have any fics like that?

oooh good question. the most important fic is at the bottom of this post so just scroll to the final paragraph if you only want one, true recommendation of the only rvb fic that really matters.

QED is fantastic though its more of @shotgunslap's thing than mine. the partner to that is also obviously QoQ, the only rvb fic ive been able to make almost all my friends read. i think about the south/north characterization every day of my life. caboose and carolina mean so much to me, etc etc. thats a pretty easy pick though so im cracking into my ao3 bookmarks to look for more niche picks.

i know there was actually a lot of rvb fic that was just posted to tumblr that i think ive gone back and tried to reblog at some points but i never organized it, i should have archived it, people who wrote good femslash and rvb women liked to just post it under a readmore on their tumblrlog and you have to go digging through decades old tags to find it now

okay. the big one i actually do still think about all the time forever and ever is saltsanford's stuff about epsilon/wash's relationship. this is the big one i still think about that centers on their backstory, but also, put my guns in the ground, which is one of the Big fandom tuckington longfics, also has such good washpilon stuff in it and they're so fucking juicy. when tucker asks wash how many times he's broken his ribs and he says four and epsilon says "actually it was five" before realizing How Bad of a Move that would be. Hello? Hello?????? i want them to be forced to reimplant and have weird mind brain trauma sex SO BAD sorry im normal. this is another one that takes place during/after the chorus era

on the spectrum of fics that i actually dont yet feel ashamed reccomending, primtheamazing, who wrote QoQ, also wrote some other good stuff. i am a HUGE fan of this fusion fic, the punchline to the tucker/caboose fusion is HYSTERICAL. this one where grif forgets who simmons is due to temple shennanigans and flirts with him is also very like. trope-y but i like that shit so this goes here too

ok. now onto the stuff that it is actively embarrassing for me to be recommending. but. prim's logrimmons fic is hysterical and was the stepping stone to creating the lolixgrimmons mind palaces with my friends so its worth it just for that. but also its really fucking funny. so is the one where locus has to listen to them have sex and gets himself caught

the truly embarrassing one for me to have here is the piece of softboy grimmons content i participate in. sadly i do enjoy s15 content sometimes for the softboy grif sensitive emotions exploration i will admit to being a hypocrite there and i really liked that one and reread it frequently (just realized this is written by the QED person so! you might already know of it)

and then finally. the most important red vs blue fanfiction of all time, guns are for shooting. it has it all. sarge. washington. sarge again. kismesisitude. grif and simmons acting like rosencrantz and guildenstern (are dead). locus being invisible and getting caught by lopez with a bag of flour. it's written by the person who wrote QED. You want to read it right now. Read it right now. READ IT RIGHT N

wait no the cute bit about sarge declaring war on gravity and upending a bag of flour onto lopez isnt in guns for shooting. what fic is that from

#its mainly mx qed relationshipcrimes and mx qoq primtheamazing who are my favorite writers it seems #so anything there is pretty good #oh on the cute grimmons level i also like 'What kind of trash dragon'#which.. might be written by prim? i know they have a few orphan fics floating around out there #including uh. green is a shade of red which i havent read but know is a good red team locus fic that they wrote and then orphaned

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yourlocaldisneyvillain · 9 months

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I know this is a really stupid question, but why is the Jan stevens kink (I don’t know what it’s called sry) kinda upsetting for some people? Like, toxic or whatever. I totally respect it, it’s just not clicking in my head if that makes sense? I’m just not totally clear on what’s wrong with it. I haven’t thought about it much though, so maybe that’s on me. I just thought maybe you could enlighten me, ‘cause now I’m curious. Thx 💟

hi!! ofc, happy to explain it!

the way i wrote it, it's really not extreme -- and that's the level of that kink (i generally referred to it as alvinolagnia -- a belly/midriff partialism -- will include some info at the end of this post) that i was personally comfortable with writing. there is nothing wrong with that kink per se -- however! if we are talking specifically about feederism there is a lot of..... let's say... disturbing stuff associated with it. in certain spaces (online and irl) a lot of feeders are men who enjoy forcing their female partners to eat absurd amounts of food and gain an absurd amount of weight -- so much so that they need to rely on their partner to do things for them. it also involves those men calling those women pretty nasty slurs, and a popular one is to call your partner a pig. a lot of fatphobia combined with misogyny in that community, but also glorification of obesity (we are talking about people who gain so much weight they can barely walk by themselves anymore). it's..... a lot.

HOWEVER. you could argue that most kinks have their extreme sides. in the bdsm community, for example, you could have a light dom/sub dynamic in the bedroom, or you could be someone's full time slave, have your partner control every aspect of your life, including your finances etc. so basically, another person practically owns you. that's also real icky haha. but then again, we all like to read a nice smutty fic with light dom/sub dynamics, right? and i think there's no harm in that.

what rubs people the wrong way about this kink is that it can get real disturbing and extreme real fast -- and a lot of people who are into it ARE on the extreme side. however, there are definitely people who just enjoy some harmless belly kink stuff, but i feel like they are not as loud as the disturbing part of that crowd haha, so people don't tend to pay attention to them. for them, belly kink + feederism is immediately something very extreme.

i think a lot of the ick people feel for that particular kink is because of deep fatphobia that runs in our society. people would literally rather drink piss than feel bloated for one (1) hour haha. bc when you look at it, how is that ickier than like... feet? or piss? or even breeding, which is a very popular kink online lol (also with that one you could find heaps of Problematique(TM) stuff, such as forced pregnancy stuff etc.). or like plain old choking. how is choking less disturbing that like... being bloated and getting off on it lol. so that's for sure something to think about.

so basically, the overall take would be -- every kink can range from fun, mild, and harmless to very disturbing/borderline abuse -- some kinks can skew into the icky territory much faster than others though, so that is also something to keep in mind.

so, there -- those were yourlocaldisneyvillain's hot takes for today. enjoy kink!week :))) see you tomorrow :*

(that being said -- ppl are allowed to dislike or be grossed out by any kink for any reason. there doesn't have to be anything deeper to it) some info about alvinolagnia/ belly stuffing/feederism that i already included in the jan fic is under the cut!

Alvinolagnia is another term for a belly fetish. Alvinolagnia is a partialism in which an individual is sexually attracted to the midriff or belly. The belly is widely considered as an erogenous region, meaning it holds multiple nerve endings that make it sensitive to various sensations. Therefore, having a belly fetish usually coincides with belly-related sexual acts including but not limited to touching/rubbing the belly region, using sex toys and other objects to stimulate the belly region, rubbing one's belly against a partner's belly, or licking or sucking the navel.

A kink that closely relates to the belly fetish is belly stuffing — which is when people get a psychological thrill and sexual pleasure from the idea of eating a lot — doing it themselves, or witnessing someone else do it.

Belly stuffing can be related to feederism. Feederism is a fat fetish subculture in which individuals eroticise weight gain and feeding. Feeders are individuals who are sexually aroused by feeding their partners and encouraging them to gain weight. Feederism encompasses people being turned on by feeding, belly stuffing, weight gain, fat, and often, dominance and submission.

#i got an ask!#kink!week

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queenofalpaca · 1 month

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Oh both Go to Sleep, Scrapper and Bode's Force Background have me super curious for the WIP ask!

Coming right up! thanks for the ask, Anon 🩵

Go to Sleep, Scrapper

This one is obviously inspired by Cal’s chronic inability to take care of himself. It’s planned as a 4+1 though I guess I could make it a 5+1 by just adding Cordova or something, we’ll see. It starts with instances of Greez, Cere, Merrin, and BD trying to convince Cal to go to sleep, and failing. Cal just has too many issues. Stubbornness, nightmares, insomnia, you name it, the guy’s probably struggling with it. The common theme here is that they all use some variation of “Go to sleep, [nickname]” btw, hence the title.

Cue the +1 in which Bode shows up, pulls “Go to sleep, Scrapper” and Cal promptly drops dead. Here’s a little snippet I do not remember writing 😅

It was probably stupid, but Bode needed Cal alive and well if he wanted to have any chance of getting to Tanalorr. He stepped into Cal’s path.

“Go to sleep, Scrapper.” It wasn’t hard to extend his presence just enough to shield the soft brush against Cal’s wobbling shields. He wouldn’t remember this tomorrow. Probably wouldn’t remember it even without the soft suggestion to forget along with sleep.

Cal, predictably, dropped like a rock, right into Bode’s waiting arms. He had to take a step back to brace himself; Cal was heavier than he’d expected. Cal wasn’t bothered though, already snoring away into his chest. Bode huffed and pulled him into a more secure grip.

It took him a few moments to realise that the others had fallen silent, their quiet conversations stopped. He looked up to see all of them staring at him and Cal in various states of utter disbelief.

And that’s it. Just some cute little fluff about Bode finally getting Cal to take a dang nap. And possibly cheating a little bit to do so, lol

Bode’s Force Background

So you know the stony/rocky background going on in the meditation circle menu? This started as an effort to figure out what that might look like for Bode. That somehow split into both Haunting and the fic that’s still in this file, but I’ll tell you about this one (it’s the better one anyway, lol)

The idea is a 5+1. Yes again. I have a thing for 5+1s. They’re just easy to write, what can I say. This one’s angsty as hell tho (good job balancing things out, anon). The thing is, if I post it, this one will probably be called Haunting actually 😂

Now here’s the problem: this one features a big old plot twist. Trying to sell you this fic without spoiling it will make this description rather short. Bode is being haunted by Cal. He keeps catching glimpses of him, but he remains always just out of reach. That’s about as much as I can say.

What I will ramble a bit more about is what I came up with for Bode’s Force/Meditation background, and maybe you’ll even get an idea on what the big twist is. So. Bode’s a spy and he’s very good at hiding the fact that he’s Force-sensitive at all. Here’s my pitch: Bode’s meditation background changes to align to his current surroundings. Whatever place he’s in/planet he’s on, his background will change accordingly to a slightly surreal, dream-like version of the same place. The only common element is water (because the SpyScrapper discord is obssessed with the water/fire thing and I am not immune). In any case, the water. It seems natural at first glance. Rain on Coruscant, the river/waterfall on Koboh, a dripping sink on Nova Garon, stuff like that. But if you look a little closer, it might seem strange that it’s raining on the lower levels of Coruscant. Bode’s ‘true’ meditation background, when he’s not lying to himself and others and trying to make himself fit into his surroundings is a big old lake/ocean. Something something hidden depths, you get it.

And that’s as much as I’ll say (there’s more ideas on themes/metaphors but again, plot twist). One last thing though, because there isn’t yet enough angst: this fic will also feature the post-game Force Echoes. Make of that what you will, heh 🩵

Now for the next ask, I’m gonna need you guys to choose something I can drop actual snippets for 😂 unless you want to have the fics that are still mostly just concepts 😅

#bode akuna #jedi survivor #cal kestis #spyscrapper #wip game

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cilil · 24 days

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🌿 for ask game. thank you!

🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

Now I may be both a good and bad person to ask about that because I've been inspired and writing almost every day for 2 1/2 years straight now and, while there certainly were unproductive episodes in terms of output or low motivation or stress and anxiety keeping me away from writing itself, I always had inspiration in my head at least; I suppose you could say I've been somewhat "blessed" with keeping this up without putting in real conscious effort. I don't think there's a secret recipe either, but I'll try to give some helpful (?) ideas :)

So a good chunk of this is sadly, or at least I suspect it might be so, dependent on how prone to hyperfixation and how attached to an individual thing you are on a personal level. Speaking for myself, I'm the kind of person who always has their "one main thing" and sticks with it for several years at least (I was tenacious enough to spend 5 years doing my own thing in a dead fandom) and slowly digs deeper and deeper as time goes on. Others may change interests more frequently, be in several fandoms at once or experience greater fluctuations with high and low creativity. That leads us to my first point: Know who you are and work with that, don't try to be anyone else.

The second thing I think is important is to find a good balance between trying to be reliable and finish your stuff and give yourself some space to do whatever you feel like and fuck around. You may have heard creativity being compared to a river before and it's true: Too much human interference - for example straightening a river - can impact the environment around it negatively, and too much scheduling and deadlines and forcing yourself to be creative will impact your creativity negatively. Make sure you have the space to at least occasionally do what comes to mind. You should be working on project A, but you're feeling project B? Work on B for a while. The muses are moody.

Another thing that may seem a little contradictory at first, but I think is helpful: Keep at it. If you do whatever is your creative thing regularly, it's less of a "big deal" and threshold to cross every time, it becomes natural and a comforting part of your routine. For writers, drabble challenges and prompt events are examples for good tools to ensure you write at least semi-regularly. But again, please don't feel like you have to force yourself to create every single day, especially if you're someone who experiences periods of little to no creative energy. That's fine. Let yourself recharge. We're all different (in general what works for me doesn't have to work for everyone else).

Now if you do find yourself in a bit of a creative slump or lose passion for a project you used to enjoy a lot, here are some things you can try:

Take a break and do something else. Scratch a different itch. Have fun!

Put yourself in the right mood/mindset by looking for media that evokes the feelings/vibes needed for your project (note that this will work better for people who are highly sensitive or otherwise react/connect to media on an emotional level more strongly). Examples: A playlist, a specific song you associate with your work, a movie/book/game/etc that inspired you, artwork of a character

Talk about it with someone else. Be excited together. Ask for advice if needed. Or just talk through whatever block you have; you may not even consciously realize it, but just to have someone listening will help with explaining the situation to both them and yourself and clearing it up

Write a project list (I recommend either a spreadsheet or a handwritten one). Sometimes the crux with a project is simply all the disorganized noise around it and you begin to feel anxious which causes writer's block and/or kills your creativity. Writing a list can clear that up, make you feel more calm and collected and show you a clear way forward. Note: This applies to other situations in life too. Try it and I promise things will become easier to handle

That's all I can think of right now. Again I can't promise any of this is "the secret sauce, but maybe some of it can help someone :)

#thanks for the ask!#cílil answers #writers block #may manwe sulimo our resident god of writing bless you

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this-acuteneurosis · 1 year

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im going to be really, really curious what you do with force sensitivity, like og trilogy there were like 5 force sensitives throughout the whole movie, and Yoda strongest Jedi in centuries last of them teaching powerhouse Skywalker lineage on a very tight time frame of im going to die soon can only teach so much is very different beast then there are many thousands of trained force sensitives running around with accumulated knowledge and wide variety of power. Leia perspective will be FUN.

Not gonna lie, I have a very strong head canon for how the Force works, and, uh, it maybe crossed canon at specific points, but if it's recognizable that's mostly an accident. And while the head canon is strong and defines pretty much every fic I write in the GFFA, I don't really write about it outright unless speaking about it in plain terms is necessary for the story (see: no explanation in For Want of a Skywalker).

For DLB, at a meta level, if people are interested, I hope my audience understands that all of my narrators are unreliable and imperfect. Leia's understanding of the Force comes a teeny, tiny bit from a couple of things her parents said about Jedi, mostly from Luke and his personal experience with it, and currently a bit more from her own experience and conversations with Jedi in the Order. She doesn't know how it works, and hasn't really had to talk about it in an academic or mechanical way very often.

In contrast, the Order has a lot of history, academic study, belief, and organization behind their perception of the Force. For this fic, I'm really leaning into ignorance and bias being the key between the Order's understanding of the Force and Leia's. To some extent, both of them are wrong about how the Force works. Not maliciously, they just don't know. And what they do "know" is personal and limited. So Leia and the Order will make assertions, based on experience and data, and might come close to "the truth" without hitting right on it.

All this to say, Leia is about to have some conversations with the Jedi Order about the Force, and actually...they aren't necessarily accurate to how things "are." Just to what both sides have experienced.

So if characters say something, and then later in the fic stuff happens and it doesn't fit with what's been asserted about the Force, that's not a mistake or an accident. I'm very purposefully having both Leia and the Order learn, by trial and error, what they don't know about the Force.

#Don't Look Back #Leia Skywalker #Jedi Order #the Force #canon what canon

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boyfridged · 1 year

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Do you agree that Jason, as written by Winnick in UTRH and Lost Days, acts out of character post-resurrection if we take into account his post-crisis robin days? If yes, how would you have him act/react to stuff after he comes back from the dead?

tldr: i definitely agree. moreover, classism plays a huge role in it, and i don’t think that at this point the storyline could lose these implications, which makes trying to conceive what an “in character” (for robin jay) version of these events would be quite difficult.

let’s just start from saying that i don't think it's a secret that i don't really like winick in general. despite his work being mad interesting on a conceptual level (and style-wise, genuinely well written!), he has no love for the characters he writes about.

imo utrh shouldn't even ever make it into the mainstream batman timeline. i am aware that this is a radical opinion, but my take is that it would do best as an elseworld story (and in this version too it would need some tweaks here and there), because it made damage both to the mythos of batman and jason's legacy that can never be undone. the very premise of the story is so deeply disconnected from jay's original place in the narrative, and so classist at its roots, that there's not much room to truly fix it.

(i want to say, preemptively, that i am aware that there are people who read utrh as a story of a revolutionary and a victim – and they have the right to do so, but ngl, my view has always been that it was never written as that. utrh reinforces so many stereotypes that it overshadows the revenge tragedy spirit of it all.)

another disclaimer is that, to be honest, jay doesn't have a very consistent characterization even in his 80s run, and it also has some classist implications that ideally should be either erased or addressed in the text (that winick instead exaggerated and put at the very front of his storytelling.) starlin's writing is, at the end of the day and very much ironically, more sympathetic and gentler in evaluating jay (simply because at the time he would not get away with changes too blatant) but details such as jay saying that "all life is game" and his random nonchalant behaviour that has its origin in the very beginning of starlin’s run are already signs of it. some readers will trace jason's arrogance prevalent in his red hood era to these issues and say that his actions post-res are therefore a logical extension of his robin days, but i don't buy it. even if you want to lean into starlin-esque characterisation, if you consider the core problem of the garzonas plotline – which is power, jay shouldn’t look into the solution of anything in climbing to the top. and if he did, it would have to be written as a “becoming what you feared/hated most” kind of story, which i can see a certain appeal in (and which would at least acknowledge that it was not his initial personality), but which would go back to its classist assumption of cycles of violence and doomed fates.

so – how to make his post-res era more accurate to his post-crisis robin days (and least classist in the process)?

if we were to follow my fav iterations of his characterisation (barr’s detective comics and the ntt appearances) tbh I don’t think a lot would happen, because his personality is quite mild, and just so hopeful there that i wouldn’t expect any extreme actions from him – but then again, the circumstances that he finds himself in post-res, the trauma, and his sensitivity do warrant grief that should become a driving force in his life from now on. the question is, what to do with this grief as a plot device?

i know that plenty of jason fans hate this take but I actually think the concept of jason trying to be detached and cruel but being bad at it might be one of the least offensive to his 80s characterisation. it’s def not accurate to pre-52 canon (apart from countdown perhaps) but imo for jay to be authentic and nuanced he should be conflicted about his own actions. his overconfident behaviour should be a pose – just as his frantic acts in his origin story as robin were. (again, something that many readers don't take notice of – but reading the rest of collins' writing wherein jay quickly settles into being easy-going and even a bit shy is proof of it.)

these two points lead to the “no good deed” narrative that I often talk about - the reading that jason saw his intuitive and self-sacrificial kind tendencies as something that brought him pain and that never was quite efficient, and that post-res he intentionally tried training himself out of. there are some flashes of it here and there throughout the years of the red hood publishing history, but it never got a true spotlight. and if i were to write lost days, jason flinching at his own violence would be a focal point of the story.

moving on to utrh; i have spoken about it at length before but I think if he were written 1. with more political sensitivity 2. to have retained the same maturity re: the social order 3. to have the same idea of morality, he should have followed more of actual revolutionary tracks and the whole “drug lord” authoritarian figure schtick along with the idiotic idea of “controlling crime” would have to be thrown out of the window.

and, later on, forgiveness should play a big role in his story. he's so quick to forgive and justify everyone in his robin run – this is also why i reckon his team up with harvey in tfz was a wasted opportunity.

so, in conclusion – perhaps not that much would have to change re: his actions but definitely a lot should change regarding his emotional journey and his position. i would def throw out a lot of mindless violence and power posturing out of it though. and perhaps make him a bit more polite just for the sake of more consistency (this is not me taking a moral stance btw nor tone policing a fictional character. i just think it would be more faithful to his 80s writing unless you want to make him explicitly scared. and it would be funnier tbh.)

#i think i have written some about it on my old blog #but i'm too lazy to look it up and also i got a lot of hate because of that #i also had a longer post talking about how it can be fixed *now*#anyway i want to say.#i do enjoy jason acting feral i do.#and i do want to allow people to enjoy whatever they do #but you simply can't look at jason's characterisation post-res and lie and say it's not a classist caricature #so maybe i am judging people who don't see any problem with it a bit <3 #and despite my love for cyclic narratives #i do want better for him. and i do want him softer and more mild-mannered #not because i am tone policing people nor because i think anger is not warranted #but because i think it's clear that the source of it in his writing #is not anything revolutionary. it's the opposite #like idk make helena more full of rage or whatever #this was not jay's original place in the narrative.#it was the opposite actually. and i miss him so bad dear god i do:(#anyway i think it's hard to think of him post-res in character also because when i think of what is in-character #i also consider what (as i said) the place in the wider narrative was #and jay's death already ruined it mostly #for it to be regained he would have to start anew as a civilian OR as better batman in crime alley i think #sorry for so many tags.#this is such a delightful ask thank you <3 #dc #jason todd #jay.zip #jay.txt #outbox

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nyehilismwriting · 1 year

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Hi there, I'm not sure if this has been mentioned already or if this is the right place to drop some quick feedback, but it would be nice if we as a reader had more say in how our MC feels towards certain people or situations? For example, if MC decides to kill Rohan, they end up seeking Joia's forgiveness. It would be cool if there was the option to not try to comfort her, for more cold-blooded MCs. On the other hand, during MC's check-up on Scythe's ship, they end up being hostile to the doctor and are said to dislike physical touch. Maybe this is the result of my choices, but it'd be great if we could have a touch-averse and a touch-starved (or just a 'normal') option, as I don't imagine my MC to be either mean or touch-averse, and it kind of ruins the immersion for me. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way, and I don't mean to sound rude or overly critical! I just thought I could let you know how I felt about this certain aspect of the game, as it's incredible apart from this! Have a lovely day & sorry for the rant :)

no need to apologise! I like hearing your opinions, especially in cases like this. I think it's important to have these conversations :-)

as general response, I do agree that there are places where the game feels railroady - obviously, the operative is a set MC, but that doesn't mean you all shouldn't or don't get choices about your characters, and while I do try to build them in such a way that their responses feel natural and account for personality variation, there will inevitably be times I'm not able to do that. I can't account for everything, and in the interest of putting out chapters in a (somewhat) timely manner, there are definitely times I omit choices or scenes.

I'd like to include more choices regarding the operative's opinions on scytha. currently, you don't get much of a choice about that; you pretty much don't get to trust them, and that's something I'd really like to explore - the emotional impact of really buying into the company's ethos, toeing the party line, and still having them turn on you.

I'd also like to explore more relationship options to do with Joia. this is obviously a sensitive subject, and frankly, an entirely cold-blooded operative would just have left her where they found her - leaving her behind will never be an option, and that entails a certain degree of humanity, regardless of your operative's personality. still, I'd like there to be choices to explore slightly darker aspects of that relationship. suddenly finding yourself with this level of responsibility, a dependent you never asked for or wanted, can definitely lead to resentment and negative feelings, which I'd really like players to be able to explore in their operatives.

that being said: you will never have choices to be cruel towards or neglectful of joia. these are complex relationships and that entails difficult emotions, but a significant feature of the game is the way joia forces the operative to face their own humanity: they are, much as they might try to pretend otherwise, a person capable of compassion and empathy, and of healing.

to address the other example - the scene with maccready is less about the operative's degree of touch-aversion (for which there is minor variation) and much more to do with their history of forced medical procedures. they've had their body modified by scytha, for scytha's purposes, with limited consent and major ramifications. they're injured, and maccready is a stranger, and lance has already put them on edge; you don't need to be touch averse to be jumpy, in that situation.

i hope this doesn't come across like I'm dismissing your criticisms! as i said above, there's a lot of stuff I'd really like to add, but in the interests of putting out chapters with any kind of frequency (and advancing the plot), certain things have to be shelved. this is, after all, a first draft - I do have an ongoing list of things I want to add in a hypothetical second draft of the game, that are simply beyond my current scope.

thank you for your thoughts <33 i do really appreciate hearing your opinions, and I hope this was some kind of satisfactory answer.

#anon #hadea spoilers #me shaking and crying bc there isn't enough variation #but unfortunately i don't have time or energy to add everything i'd like to add and make it fit with the plot and pacing (yet)#hadea 2.0. she's gonna be good

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ener-chi · 1 year

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Recently I have been going under a radical period of self discovery and it is just. Wild.

Idk I have been having a hard time digging into some stuff on my blog cuz of how personal my Path has become but I think that really it has nothing to do with my blog and more to do with the fact that I have a hard time talking about myself in general?? But I think I know why.

First and foremost, and definitely the biggest thing that I've been dealing with - I'm autistic. ASD. I am only recently discovering and exploring this.

I've always dealt with sensory issues and overstimulation - especially with sound - and I wasn't sure where it was coming from. If it weren't for this fact, I wouldn't have looked into this at all. But the fact of the matter is I'm sensitive, I get overstimulated, and it HAS to come from SOMEWHERE, right?

I looked into me being autistic once and did only surface level research and then kind of laughed it off. Then maybe 3 or so months ago I considered it more seriously and. Yeahhhhhhhhhh

Things just started to add up and click into place. I have other sensory issues and Textures that make me 😤 while I do think I was depressed at one point in my life, I think that most of my depression was actually Autistic Burnout. Actually, this graphic was MONUMENTAL for me realizing all of this in the first place:

One thing that I really struggled with though is that. I'm good at socialization? And have good social skills?? Like that's why I went the past 25 years without even considering this in the first place. But this leads me to what I've been dealing with for the past couple weeks: Maskingggg

Hooo boy. Turns out I am NOT good with social things. Or at least not as good as I thought. Like for example this is something I've known about for years and didn't think about: I don't know how to comfort people?? Like I literally had to GOOGLE how to comfort people, and things to do and say, and to this day I still do those things, albeit uncomfortably.

Turns out the biggest source of my anxiety is actually due to masking. I spent basically every single conversation/social situation thinking "what is the correct thing to say/do here?" A lot of it was figuring out the "correct" thing to do so that people don't get upset. Yeahhhh that's... not good. It took up SOO much of my energy. Like I did that all day/every day. Exhausting.

I've been working on unmasking lately, and it's crazy to see just how much I actually masked. Masking bad sounds/stimulation (shoving down those feelings), forcing myself to endure overstimulation, SMALL TALK (god I hate small talk sm), BURN OUT.

I mean I've been so ungodly busy for months. But I've been masking and pretending that everything is fine for a while. As soon as I dropped that facade and let me actually see/feel how burnt out I was, I immediately crashed alsksjdh I've called out the past two days at work. I needed it.

But here's the thing: figuring out that I'm autistic and learning exactly which ways I am has helped my life IMMENSELY. You can't fix or deal with a problem if you don't know what it is in the first place. Delving into all of this not only has given me more validation, but it's given me tools to navigate the world more healthily and also with more energy.

For example, overstimulation!! Now that I know what things cause overstimulation for me, I can avoid those things, and avoid that. Sometimes I can't avoid overstimulation, though - but that's okay! Now that I know I'm autistic, I've learned from other people how to deal with it - spending time in an understimulating environment and doing some special interest stuff.

Soo yeah. Honestly I could talk about this for hours - it's been a very big part of my life lately. But something that is interesting to think about with all of it that I might make another post about sometime is how I think that blends with my spirituality, and my Path.

One other thing I wanna mention that is veryy new that I don't have a whole lot of thoughts on yet but I need to get out somewhere - I think I'm non-binary??? Yeah okay this post has gone on long enough. I'll talk about that another time.

Anywho. If you're still reading this - I hope you have a wonderful night!! 🥰

Blessings!

#mine #about me

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galaxyfcrged · 1 year

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Wishlist for Padme:

I have a verse for Padme set in the era of SW:ToR. She is married to Anakin, who is an apprentice of Kenobi. She is a member of the Sith Senate. At some point Anakin challenges Kenobi & loses. She and her newborns are in a precarious position & she needs plots with allies or enemies!

Threads set during her time as Queen. Any threads.

Threads developing her relationships with canon characters such as her handmaidens or any of the Jedi, Senators, councilman, anybody she interacts with during her time in the Senate. There’s so many scenes and steps in relationships with everyone we ever see her with on screen or on the pages that are just waiting to be fleshed out.

Palpatine. Any interactions with him from trusted friend and ally to nominee to hmm well maybe somethings not right here to fml he is everything Padme has been fighting to stop and she was instrumental in putting him into power.

Force sensitive aus. (?) No specific thoughts here. Maybe she and Ani meet at the temple instead of Tatooine cause she’s a padawan already? Idk. Endless possibilities.

AU where she survived, her death was staged, she goes into hiding and begins working to form a resistance. Lots of possibilities here from being captured and turned over to Vader or the Emperor or whomever, to accidentally running into Leia or Luke during their childhoods or adolescent years somehow, or ??? Hit me up with whatever.

AU where she was brought back by Vader or maybe even someone with good intentions but she’s not quite normal? Missing memories, disjointed, darker aspects of her personality coming through. Potential for dark side plot points maybe she came back tainted and corrupted and had access to dark side powers? Dark side power couple? Resurrected bride with a need for vengeance who turns against Ani? Or joins him in secret to overthrow the emperor and rule the galaxy? Again - lots of options.

AU where she survived but had amnesia - various options here including living a perfectly happy life in the outer planets somewhere oblivious to the trauma of her past until someone recognizes her & turns her in for a bounty or - whatever. Options.

AU where she survives, stages her death and she and Obi take the twins and go into hiding.

Threads / plots during the end of the prequel series as she begins to have her doubts about the Senate et al and sees the democracy crumbling - her concerns about Palpatine etc - her potentially scheming with Separatists and becoming an ally - I think some Clone Wars stuff touched on this but it’s been a while since I’ve watched the series so I’m not 100%. But yeah. Her potentially joining with the Separatists & whatever that might entail plot wise with different people.

AU where instead of Ani & Padme she ends up in a secret romance with Obi. Overall I think most major plot points would stay the same on a galactic level. Palpatine would just use that to turn Anakin against Obi for stealing what should’ve been his, betraying the code etc etc. The showdown would probably just be Anakin vs Obi without Padme so she wouldn’t die just probably go on the run with Obi after?

Any plots that involve somehow using her as leverage against Anakin before Mustafar or like as leverage against Vader etc in aus where she’s survived or brought back bc? Angst?

AU where she and Obi convince Anakin to tell the Council the truth; the truth about Palpatine is brought to light. Padme is elected as Chancellor after Palpatine is defeated. Anakin leaves the Jedi on mostly good terms and starts a small academy for grey / balanced force training with the intent to help force users who do not want to be Jedi (or sith) control their abilities without becoming controlled by them etc. the twins stay primarily at the academy.

An AU where Obi / the Jedi / etc manages to reveal Palpatine’s true nature & he is overthrown. Still turmoil but not nearly as much & the Empire is thwarted. Anakin resigns and he and Padme move back to Naboo to raise the children.

I’ll add more as I think of them.

#WISHLIST.#WISHLIST. ( padme. )

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